I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 105. Char, Who's She?

On the other side.

The two guards left the dungeon and hid in a corner. As they chatted, the two of them were not above level 10, so Evelyn easily knocked them out.

Fortunately, she was only level 10, or the two of them would have been unconscious forever.

Char turned around to look at the dark dungeon. The 11th floor could not be seen from the outside.

It was obvious that it was a special space.

Fortunately, the rules of the meditation space were still in place outside. Hilda did not know the patrol rules of the guards in the Consul's mansion, so the level 40 Guards were like gargoyles who were not very clear-headed. They lined up and followed a regular route without stopping for a moment.

Char easily found an opening and slipped out of the mansion.

"Where should we go?" The Dark Elf asked.

"To Hilda's house. I have a feeling that she'll be there, and in a way that's beyond our imagination."

The Golden Butterfly City was not big, and there were many people in the city. Some of the guards were concentrated on the city wall, and some were concentrated in the city lord's mansion. The part that was supposed to patrol the streets was taken out of the city to hunt for witches in the forest.

It didn't take much effort for them to reach Hilda's residence.

Char opened the door and was stunned.

There were two Hilda in the house.

The former was the witch, Hilda, whom they had just met, while the latter was the elf, Hilda, who was in the cell.

Other than their eyes, there was nothing similar between the two of them. Just their age alone was quite different. The witch Hilda was obviously more mature, while the elf Hilda was only a young girl.

The witch seemed to be comforting herself. She stood up excitedly when she saw the two.

"You're finally here."

Char frowned. "You remember me?"

"What are you talking about? Didn't we just meet a few minutes ago? You barged into my house for no reason, and you even asked me to make the thought link potion. Have you forgotten?"

Oh, this was Hilda, who had entered the meditation space with them.

However, the problem was that she had just been destroyed, so she should not exist.

As the creator of the meditation space, her original consciousness should be asleep-in other words, the people and things in the town in front of her were all going on in her mind. She was the god of this world.

Did God personally come down?

What was the point of this?

Shaya did not believe that the so-called desperate situation would come with a level 40 Witch to save myself. She was the one who set the rules. Even if she were to create a Blood Dragon here and use its Dragon Breath to take away half the lives of the people in the city, it would only take a mere thought from her. Why would she fall into the abyss?

"Where did you find her?" "Do you still remember the past?" Char asked.

"Of course I remember. How could I possibly forget? I knew that I would be taken out of the dungeon by Zena, so I took myself away in advance."

"You mean the dungeon in the Consul's mansion?" The Dark Elf could not help but ask.

"Of course." Hilda the witch took it for granted. where else?"

"Then did you see..."

"Is everything normal?" Char stopped the Dark Elf and asked.

"Everything is normal. The guards didn't notice me. But..."

"But what?"

Hilda, the witch, was confused. "But what should I do next? How do I leave this place and get out of my meditative state? You should have a way, right?"

Char was silent.

In other words, Hilda herself did not encounter the 176 past selves.

The change only began the moment the two of them stepped in.

Was this a triggered plot?

It did not seem like it. Hilda being able to take him away meant that the plot had already begun. It was more like an revelation.

What she saw was just a disguise. Her original appearance was only revealed with the arrival of the two people, or perhaps there was some kind of cognitive interference to her.

At this time, the witch Hilda suddenly frowned. She pressed her forehead with one hand and bent down in pain. She quickly let out a painful cry. The veins on her forehead bulged, and she breathed heavily like a fish out of water.

At the same time, Hilda, who was the first to fall in the dungeon, finally breathed her last. Her corpse turned into a stream of light and dissipated. The black gas on Zena's body and the blood in her eyes also became more dense.

The witch Hilda rolled around on the ground in pain, and her magic power began to go into disorder. Char felt as if her blood was being drawn away, and the elf Hilda, who was an ordinary person, had green-brown veins on her skin.

'We can't wait any longer.'

Char tore open a sleeping spell scroll, and the blood on the animal skin took the opportunity to escape. She hit the witch, and the latter twisted a few times before she fainted.

The Dark Elf helped her back into her chair and the two of them heaved a sigh of relief.

Since that things had come to this, Char was a little troubled.

Suddenly, Hilda, who had been silent all this while, spoke, "Char..."

Char looked up.

He was sure that he had never revealed his name after he came in.

"Did she tell you my name?" He pointed at Hilda the witch.

"No..."

The elf shook her head, and a blush appeared on her face. She frowned slightly, as if she was struggling in her mind.

After a while, she climbed down from the bed and carefully came to Char's side. She sat on his lap and stuck close to him like a cat, taking a deep breath.

"It's you, there's no mistake..."

Char and Evelyn were stunned.

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at first. I remember now." Hilda smiled apologetically and looked down at her hands. "Although I don't know why I became like this, I've returned to the Golden Butterfly Marsh, and there's a... Who looks exactly like me, I'm very sure, and I'm more and more sure of it."

In just a few words, her entire temperament had undergone a tremendous change.

A second ago, the young elven girl was blushing when she spoke, but now she was sitting on Char with her legs crossed. Her eyes were bright and charming, and her actions showed a silent tacit understanding.

She raised her head and kissed Char's cheek. Then, she teased her in a tone that did not match her age, "Damn it, you said that you'd be back after finding a sword and hitting on a Valkyrie. You even said that you wanted to invite me to visit the ruins of an ancient mechanical civilization. How come you're gone?"

Char's mind was struck by lightning! Even his soul was trembling!

His mind went blank.

He turned around mechanically and looked at the other party. After a long time, he carefully probed, " "Before I left, did I give you a Dragon Skeleton?"

"You remember?" Hilda put her arms around his neck and laughed happily. "That's right, we're still walking on the Blood Dragon's back."

Char quickly covered her mouth.

"Have I taken you to the bottom of the valley next to the Felix Manor?" Char asked.

"Ff course, the fireflies there are very beautiful.

"Have I ever asked you to make the [Dragon Strength Potion]?"

"No..."

"It's nothing. Oh right, we must have been to the plains of treasures and had a conflict with the green-skinned dwarves there, right?"

Hilda raised her eyebrows.

"Who did you go with?"

"I'm sorry."

Char slapped herself hard twice, trying to clear his chaotic memory.

At this moment, a faint voice was heard.

"Char, who's she?"

'This is bad.' Shaya was sweating profusely.

How was he going to explain this?

Hilda was displeased by the Dark Elf's question.

She wrapped her arms around Char's neck. "Hey, who's she?"

...

'Just let me die.'