Chapter 323: Blank paper? Then we have to start scribbling.

When asked about "war", Tionne didn't respond at all. She seemed to be just curious.

"Why?" Tionne asked.

"Because we need to get back here," Lind replied.

At the same time, he has confirmed that Tionne in front of him has become a little "naive". It is hard to say whether she is Tionne herself, but there is definitely something wrong with her brain.

"I want to quell the war." Lind said.

"why?"

The way to quell a war is to initiate it.

"No reason."

Tione spoke again: "I want to hear what's happening outside."

He was almost certain that there was a huge problem with the Tione in front of him. She should still have her memories, but she seemed to have lost her ability to think as a human being.

Wars arise when problems arise in resource allocation, etc.

Then war makes people suffer, so another war is used to buy peace.

From the perspective of an observer, many people can talk about it, but when they really become the protagonist, everyone has endless reasons and causes to say.

There are countless reasons for seeking peace or pursuing war.

"That's a very long story," Linde did not agree with Tionne, "If you want to listen, the undead are very good at telling stories."

They have cultivated a group of loyal fans of "Journey to the West" in this world.

When it comes to eloquence, the immortal is definitely trustworthy.

Linde didn't want to waste too much energy on Tione. Although she now looked like a blank slate who knew nothing, it would be better to leave this task to the undead.

As long as the undead can calm Tionne down and allow them to successfully attack the palace, they will have played a huge role.

After that, he can slowly deal with the Marquise, the dungeon in the royal city, and Tione.

"Undead?" Tione looked at the undead around her who were blinking their eyes and had silly faces. Every undead who was stared at by her straightened his chest.

Lind did not give her more time to think and react. He raised his voice and said, "Undead people, if you are interested, you can tell Tionne some stories. She is very interested in everything that happens in the outside world."

"You are not the same as before." Tionie looked at Linde who was about to turn around and leave, and finally started talking about memories.

"You are different too," Lind said.

A time-travel fiancé, and a fiancée who is suspected to be parasitized by the fragments of the magic ring and whose consciousness has been robbed.

There was no spark of love in them.

The reason why we could talk so much is simply because both sides remained rational.

In another scenario, if Lind has already taken over the royal city, or he has not yet come to the royal city, there is a high probability that he will take direct action when he encounters Tionne.

"Are you worried that I will become your enemy?" Tione's eyes seemed to see through Linde's innermost thoughts.

But it was not deep enough. If she knew what Linde was thinking at the moment, she might have spoken in a different way.

Linde grinned, "I'm not worried, Tionne."

“What if I really do?” Tioné asked, trying to think about the consequences of doing so and eager to give it a try.

The halo floating behind his head trembled slightly.

Because she could sense that Lind was trying to avoid the situation from developing in this direction, her heart, which had been calm for several years, made her a little curious at this moment.

"Then..." Linde paused, the voice of Miss Troll Isa flashing in his mind, he said, "Help you get in the right direction."

In the end, the two of them didn't fight.

Linde turned and left, leaving behind the undead people who were holding snacks and preparing to watch the plot, with dazed faces.

what happened?
The long-awaited reunion of the two had no sweetness of a doomsday romance, nor any surprises.

Or is it that they expressed their feelings too subtly, and we didn't understand?

"I think they are not even as good as Linde and the Scavenger Princess." An undead man whispered his opinion, but of course no one would agree.

Those with heavy tastes should not hang around in Europe and the United States, just play in small circles by yourself.

In the eyes of the undead, Lind's arrival had no other purpose except to let them know that Tione could communicate.

Tione still remains in the red name status.

"I'm a little curious about Lind's experience." Tione remembered what Lind said when he left, and she looked at the undead with indifference.

There was no mission reward, and the enemy was a big red-named boss, but the undead people were very surprised.

Telling stories, right? That’s what we’re best at.

“The story should start from last year.”

They all talked about Lind's story, of course from the perspective of the undead.

Occasionally, the story will be relayed to describe the entire course of the war from multiple perspectives.

It just so happens that since the undead of the Rand Kingdom entered the game, most of them cannot avoid Lind's name. Those who can appear here now are part of Lind's hardcore forces.

Tell the story of Lind's actions from war to war.

Tione listened quietly. While her curiosity was satisfied, more and more doubts emerged in her heart.

Just as Lind guessed, the Tionne in front of him was indeed different, but she was not parasitized, but a part of her was removed by the fragments of the magic ring wedged into her brain.

Lost empathy as a human being, but still remained rational yet curious.

The undead soon discovered this.

You game production team, you actually brought out the unfinished BOSS.

Unlike Win Raven's three-no attributes, the Tionne in front of him clearly lacks personality.

"Ms. Tionne, are you really Lord Linde's fiancée?" someone raised his hand and asked.

Tione nodded: "Yes, my real name should be Tione Arman."

The undead around made a series of "wow" sounds.

"Do you hate Lord Linde?" another undead asked.

"Disgusted? Of course not." Tione shook her head. She didn't understand why such a question was asked, so she looked at the undead with a puzzled look.

The undead people simply don't believe it. If you don't hate it, why do you keep giving our forces a red name?

"Miss Tionne, if you want to have a closer relationship with Lord Linde, I suggest you look at him like he's trash. He likes it." Things finally developed in an uncontrollable direction.

"Looking at garbage?" Tione tried to imitate the undead's expression, putting on a disgusted expression and slightly raising her chin to look down at them. "Like this?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" Several undead men felt refreshed.

Blank paper? Then we can start doodling.

"Miss Tione, do you know that you should expose your breasts when you speak?" A somewhat wretched undead came over.

The next second, a nuclear sword exploded and the sword light shot into the sky.

The mushroom cloud rolled.

(End of this chapter)