Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

Chapter 270 If the junior schoolmates have it, the senior schoolmates must have it too!

Behind the white sky is the land of extreme ice.

The white mist that blocks the view is not ordinary cold air, but a magical force that appears calm but is actually extremely violent.

As soon as Miss and Sylph entered the cold fog, they were immediately affected by the piercing chill.

Especially Sylph, even with the protection of defensive magic, she still couldn't stop shaking all over.

Soon even the eyelashes were covered with frost.

Her voice was weak and her speech was intermittent.

"Yes... I'm sorry, it's all my fault... it's my fault for bringing you to Sky Island."

Mith's eyes were always fixed forward, even though visibility ahead was almost zero.

"Talk less and stay awake. I have cast fire elemental magic and you will be warm soon."

Sylph buried her head gently on Miss's shoulder and cried quietly.

"There's no point hiding here, Red. That bastard will definitely be waiting outside..."

Mith hugged her tighter, "So we won't go out."

After a long silence, Sylph nodded.

"Okay, we... won't go out."

Miss tilted her head, feeling that although Sylph's words were a little sad, they were spoken willingly.

"You may have misunderstood me."

Sylph was still lying on Miss's shoulder, without looking up, "No, I...will."

Meese: See, I told you I misunderstood.

"We didn't come here to die. I haven't lived enough."

Sylph finally raised her head and looked at Miss's profile. "This... is a land of extreme ice."

Miss smiled brightly, "I know, the Iceberg is not a Jedi. We can survive, believe me."

The last three words seemed to have magical power, making Sylph feel extremely relieved.

But this is an uninhabited area after all, an extremely icy place.

Sylph thought that Miss was just comforting herself, and she had already prepared herself to die here.

She tightened her arms a little more, bringing herself and Mith closer.

"I believe you..."

From his first conversation with Shuriel, Miss deduced that this extremely icy land was not what their tribe said it was.

He didn't believe that Red could survive for a thousand years with his men in such an environment without food or water.

There must be a glimmer of hope here that is unknown to the public.

In this way, Miss held the weak Sylph and walked in the white fog for three days and three nights.

With the help of defensive magic, the violent magic power could not harm the two.

However, even Miss's fire magic could not stop the bone-chilling cold.

After three days, Sylph's consciousness had become very weak and she could fall into a coma at any time.

Since her weakness was caused by removing her armor, Miss's healing magic was completely ineffective, and she could only rely on magic infusion to prolong her life.

But even so, Sylph's eyelids became extremely heavy.

Miss couldn't bear to watch her faint, so he kept talking to attract her attention and keep her brain in a thinking state.

If Sylph closed her eyes at this time, she might never wake up again.

"Are you stupid? Why did you give me all your scales?"

"Because... because you are... dying... the only solution... I can think of is... this."

"But you can't leave yourself no way out, what if you die?"

"At that time you... you were too badly hurt... I didn't think too much about it...

And there's nothing wrong with dying... I don't want to end up... in Red's hands.

That... might as well be... better off being dead."

The conversation was very effective. Sylph regained some energy and said a lot in one breath.

This time, Miss felt relieved and quickened his pace.

He believed that if he kept moving forward, he would definitely find a glimmer of hope.

If Red could find it back then, so can he.

"I've always wanted to ask, why is your magic so effective?"

Sylph took the initiative to change the topic to Miss's professional field, and Miss began to teach her as usual.

From the construction of his own magic to the amplification of other auxiliary magic, as well as the blessing of props, Miss explained it to Sylph in detail.

Sylph listened carefully and memorized it all.

"The prop...is it the ring on your hand?"

Mis nodded. "Yes, it is made of black crystal. It was made for me by a senior in my guild, an amazing dwarf forger."

Sylph was a little envious, "It's great to be able to live in the human territory, it's great."

"Guild", "Dwarfs", every word uttered by Miss had a deep attraction to her.

These are all things that Sylph could only hear from her father's stories when she was a child.

It is also what she has been longing for all her life.

"When we get out, I can take you to experience being an adventurer," Miss suggested with a smile.

Sylph also laughed, "You can't... you can't lie."

"I am the most honest person and I never lie to anyone. Besides, I will give you a ring like mine when the time comes."

"Ah? Give me... a ring?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

When Sylph was a child, she heard in stories that when human men and women become engaged, they will exchange rings to symbolize the eternity of true love.

When Miss said she wanted to give her a ring, this was the first place she thought of.

Her face turned red instantly.

"Then...when the time comes, will you...help me...put it on?"

Sylph's voice became quieter and quieter, but Miss listened carefully and did not miss a single word.

"Of course, I will definitely help you put it on. This is the right way."

After hearing Miss's answer, Sylph lowered her head even lower.

"We... agreed not to cheat..."

Miss felt a little strange when listening to Sylph's tone.

"What's the good of that? When the time comes, I will definitely put the one on Angelica myself, too. I will treat everyone equally."

"..."

Sylph was stunned.

She couldn't figure out where Angelica came from. Could it be that he and Angelica had already made an appointment?

They exchanged tokens of love and made a lifelong commitment.

As Miss was walking, he felt a warm breeze blowing across his neck, followed by pain.

"Hiss~ Why are you biting me?"

Sylph had no strength left, so she pecked him lightly and said sullenly, "Why does Angelique also have it..."

Miss couldn't help but frown. Oh boy, now that he was angry, he spoke much more fluently.

Naturally, he didn't understand why Sylph was angry.

"What's wrong? I can't be partial. If you have something, Angelica must have it too."

Sylph didn't expect Miss to be so righteous and confident in her argument, and her face was so puffed up.

"Does that mean every girl you know has to have one?"

Without even thinking, Miss blurted out, "Other girls are not my students, why should I give them apprenticeship gifts?

Angelica is different, she is your senior.

Junior school girls have it, senior school girls definitely have it..."

Before he could finish his words, Mis realized something was wrong.

Very spicy...

When I looked at Sylph again, her face, which should have been pale and lifeless, had almost turned as red as a tomato...