I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years-Chapter 479 - 480

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Chapter 85: The Secret special trip

Returning to the surface alone, Luxie looked at the bleak Copper Street and didn’t know where to go.

It seemed that she had never made the decision herself.

It was that fellow who guided her.

“Tsk, what is it…You even said that you’re my guard.

What kind of guard are you?”

In fact, she had heard what Shaya had said to Philip.

Now that he thought about it, he was even angrier.

But there was nothing he could do.

A gust of night wind blew, and Luxie felt a chill.

Bastard, you didn’t even leave me a piece of clothing!

She had no choice but to shrink her body and leave quickly like a noble lady who had run away from home.

Soon, a few uninvited guests appeared in front of her.

After all, this was Copper Street.

Even if the private soldiers of the Sprett family had just arrived, it was impossible to kill all the local ruffians who had strong survivability like rats and bugs.

The leader of the group was a half-elf from the surface.

He had ears similar to Shaya’s, but his other features were different.

He had dirty hair, leather armor, and a fresh scar on his face, which made his ungentlemanly smile even more sinister.

The others were not any better.

This group of people did not hide their greedy eyes at all.

They looked at Luxie as if they were looking at a beautiful fat sheep.

Lu Xie glanced at them indifferently, her heart unmoved.

She raised a hand and pointed her fingertips at these ignorant fellows.

” Miss Cynthia, if you don’t make a move, I’m planning to use Rose Crown.

If I attract any enemies that I shouldn’t provoke, I’ll leave it all to you to deal with.”

“Aiya, aiya, Your Majesty is really smart…”

Cynthia’s laughter came from all directions and immediately alarmed the group of lackeys who had yet to speak.

They looked around as if they were looking for the source of the sound.

However, before their shocked expressions faded, they fell to the ground one after another.

Only then did blood spurt out from the thin wound on the back of their necks.

Cynthia appeared unhurriedly and walked through the gaps between the corpses.

“Where is Her Majesty going?

Do you want me to go with you?”

Luce’s gaze moved away from her smiling face and came to the invisible blade in her hand.

It was a short dagger, its outline twisting the air.

As expected…

” Don’t misunderstand, Your Majesty.

This is to make it easier for me to protect you.”

Cynthia calmly put away her Silver Oak Sword.”

“He has always been so meticulous.

Please don’t think too much about it.”

“There’s no need for such an unnecessary explanation.

I’m not that petty.”

“Is that so…Then I’ve overstepped my boundaries.”

“There’s no need for such hypocritical courtesy.

It’s disgusting.”

Luxie snorted and walked straight ahead.

Cynthia revealed a helpless smile and could only turn around to follow.

The two of them walked forward and arrived at the entrance where Shaya had entered the underground-the dirty clothing store, Jalil’s House.

The shopkeeper, the old dwarf, was nowhere to be found.

The punk elf who had contacted him was still there, but unfortunately, he had turned into a cold corpse.

Luxie turned a blind eye to this scene and walked straight into the inner room of the clothing store.

She found two purple cloaks that were relatively clean and threw one to Cynthia.

“Your leather armor is too eye-catching.

Put this on.”

“Your gauze dress isn’t any better, is it?”

Cynthia felt a little helpless.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“Rose Square.”

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At the same time, in the sky above Suerseis, two figures were jumping on the rows of roofs at an extremely fast speed.

For Ulysses, this was undoubtedly the most exciting trip of his first half of his life.

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Two elves with pure bloodlines and no curses were running around in Surthas, which was full of Warlock’s Eyes and curse-detection materials, without raising any alarm.

The sound of the wind whistled in his ears, mixed with Shaya’s continuous reminders.

” 15 meters to the left of the roof…”

“Feng Xinzi on the top of the tower on the right…”

“The middle section of the clothesline two meters ahead…”

“Don’t jump too high.

The height of the air defense barrier in this block is 103 meters…”

Grasping the information in an instant, then using the power he had just mastered to adjust the angle, and then squeezing through the slit that the Warlock’s Eye could not cover.

This feeling of heart pounding and sweating was really great!

He had no time to think about anything else.

He could only focus on calculating every minute and second.

He did not even have the time to care about how much he had advanced.

He did not have the time to think about what would happen if he took a wrong step…

Anyway, Mr.

Shaya was there to back him up.

With such concentration, Ulysses chose the most radical route, trying to squeeze through the two-meter-tall and one-meter-narrow gap left by the three Warlock’s Eyes and the air defense barrier.

He leaped, and magic power surged out.

The Boston ivy on the walls on both sides immediately grew crazily, like a group of snakes that covered the sky and covered the earth, firmly controlling him in a safe blind spot.

He was just one step away!

It was about to pass!

However, this guy was obviously having fun and forgot that he had little mana left.

The Boston ivy that could not be infused with mana suddenly drooped weakly.

Ulysses lost his support and his body suddenly fell.

He was about to crash into a Warlock’s Eye embedded in the ground.

“Sigh…

As expected, they all died from the waves.”

Shaya grabbed the guy by the collar and pulled him along.

The two of them passed through the narrow gap and landed on a tower.

“Alright, stand firm.”

Shaya released her hand.

Ulysses ‘body swayed before he grabbed the railing to steady himself.

The young man leaned on the railing and looked down.

It was the Rose Square below.

The guards beside the Moonlight Carriage were slowly lining up, surrounded by a dark crowd that was gathering like ants.

At this moment, the night wind blew, and the sweat on his forehead was evaporating.

It felt cold to the touch.

Ulysses was in a particularly good mood.

To be precise, he had never felt so good before.

It was as if all the unhappiness and depression had been vented out along with this exciting trip.

It was as if sweat had been blown away by the wind.

“Thank you, Mr.

Shaya.”

he muttered.

“Yes…

You’re too polite.”

“Thank you, Mr.

Shaya!”

Ulysses suddenly turned around and thanked him again.

Shaya was shocked.

“Ah…This is what a guard should do.” He patted Ulysses on the shoulder.” There are still 30 seconds.

You should be able to find Mother Teresa in time and tell her your thoughts.

Do you want me to go with you?”

“No need.”

Ulysses shook his head firmly.

“It might get you into trouble-without a scarf, I mean,”

“Alright.”

Shaya handed him the scarf, which she had given him to keep for training during the trip.

Ulysses put on his scarf again and suddenly looked up at Shaya.

There was a light in his eyes, and his lips were slightly trembling.

He seemed to have something to say.

“Uh, what’s wrong?”

“I…”

He hesitated for a few seconds and suddenly gave up.

“N-nothing.

It’s a little inappropriate now…However, after Mr.

Shaya finishes these matters, you must come and see me before you leave Surses, okay?”

“Yes…

That’s not a problem.”

“That’s great!”

Ulysses heaved a sigh of relief.

He waved at Shaya, grabbed a vine from the Boston ivy, and slid down the tower.

” GG, what kind of mana recovery speed is this?

Is it really just breathing?”

Shaya was speechless when she saw Ulysses regaining his mana again.

From the time he was saved by her until he was empty of mana to the state he was in just now, he had barely held on for 30 seconds before…Was there enough mana again?

Was this the greatest advantage of the legendary Life-type Spell Caster?

Throughout his 177 adventures, he had never encountered a so-called ” life-type spellcaster.” Ulysses was the first, but he was also a special case.

The purified cursed crown had turned into power and was hidden in his body.

Such a Chosen One could not be measured as a ” standard individual ” in any case.

However, it was good that he had escaped.

Shaya was relieved.

Facing this almost perfect face, the pressure on him was immense.

Every second, he was repeatedly jumping between the desire of ” if only this was a girl ” and the self-examination of ” Shaya, are you f * cking giving it to me?”.

However, he had a rough idea of what the other party wanted to say in the end.

They probably wanted to take an adventure together.

Judging from his performance on the road just now, Ulysses, who was so excited that his face was flushed and even shouted against his nature, was like a handsome ape.

He was also a guy who thirsted for adventure…

Perhaps he was a good bard, and one who was especially good at fighting.