Actually I'm an Author [Quick Transmigration]

Basically, when you hear a half-understood sentence in a difficult situation, it usually means your luck has come.However, sometimes that also means that it is time for you to say goodbye to the stage.

I still don't know what the exit of the palace tunnel looks like, because I didn't last long enough to get out of it.Yes, as I said directly, the six-winged birdman believed by the church is not a real god, but a false god.But the "fake" of the false god is only reflected in his origin.As for his ability, to put it bluntly, even if he is a true god, he will not be much stronger than him.Some true gods who don't take fighting as their responsibility may not necessarily be able to overthrow him.

So what happened next was quite natural.Raids, dispersal, and a seemingly endless process of exile.The empire posted wanted notices all over the Great Eastern Continent, and even medium-sized cities in the Western Continent could see the notices.

Well, the existence of this thing is not completely bad.At least let me know that they are not in too much trouble for the time being.

I sighed and walked into the crowd silently.

Almost two months have passed since we dispersed.I trekked all the way west from St. Strevin, and finally stepped on the land of the Western Continent last week.Of course, I made this choice not only because of what the old emperor said, but also because the power of the church in this land is far less powerful than that of the Eastern Continent.Well, such an assessment is considered outdated, after all, the news that the God of Light has descended on the Rose Empire has swept across the continent faster than the arrest warrant.

The true God descended, and a new round of church expansion began again.

I shook my head and got the damn commentary out of my head.Seriously, the situation is serious enough now, I don't need to keep scaring myself anymore.Rather than worrying about what the church will do next, I should believe that Xiao Lin, the protagonist, can finally defeat the greatest enemy, the God of Light.even though--

Even if his guts are Yiling.

Thinking of this, filled my heart with unexplainable sadness.

From St. Strevin to Gavegalt, where I am now, it spans more than half of the continent.In addition to land, I also spent half of the ocean by boat.It's like a bereaved dog, tired of eating and running.Being wanted and being an elf made my journey more difficult, and I had to be extra careful.The hooded cloak made me difficult for civilians to accept, but without that, I don't think I'd be in any less trouble than I am now.

But I have to convince myself that I can't blame Yi Ling for all these things.Of course, why should I blame him.Everyone has something they have to do. As a villain, I can't still hope that there will be a day when I can see Xiao Lin and him holding hands and dancing in a circle.He may be friendly, gentle, and positive, but conditions do not allow him to face us with this.When Xiao Lin and I were bound together as promotional outfits, I should have been aware of such times.

But the fact is that most of the time, it is so unsatisfactory.In fact, whenever I think of him cutting off Xiao Lin's arm with a sword, I really can't maintain a normal heart towards him.Of course, there are many other things that confuse me.

I don't know if this is my overthinking, after all, it can only be regarded as my feeling.Or, maybe this speculation is just an extension of some unknown idea in my mind?

But I really can't dispel my doubts, and even this idea has intensified with the passage of time.I mean, I always feel that this Yiling is quite different from before.Or, I always wonder why he is still alive?

I'm not saying that I don't want to see him still alive, but if you think about it carefully, in the last world, according to the way he died and the plot at the time, he definitely couldn't be regarded as having completed the mission, right?Including what Xiao Lin said to me later, I think with Xiao Lin's character, he would not say things that he was not sure about.In other words, he also determined that Yi Ling was indeed dead, and the basis of his determination came from his identity as the same holder.

But in fact, Yi Ling is still alive, and judging from his behavior pattern, he is still the holder.If this matter is taken out alone, it is absolutely impossible.But here, there is another Wright mixed in.

Wright, Wright like a fan.I don't know him at all, but he seems to know all eight generations of my ancestors clearly.Obviously he and Yi Ling have some definite connection, but...

Is that a good connection, or a bad one?Or, could he actually control Yi Ling?

I know this idea is ridiculous, but I still can't really fit it into the "absurd" brain partition.This is not only because I still can't believe that Yiling approached us just to pass the news to Wright, but also because of Yiling's previous actions.He's definitely not that kind of person, and... oh, no more.

Alright, so it's back again.

I reached out and pressed my temples through the hood, trying to relax my swollen mind.I shouldn't be wasting my time on this, at least, not right now.

The dilapidated wooden door made a long creaking sound, like a painful moan.Although it was only evening, the room was as dark as a cave in a misty forest.

I sighed, closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed.The room was extremely damp and there was a musty smell everywhere.But really, none of this is really bad, not the worst.At least there is a bed here, which is better than sleeping in the warehouse at the bottom of the ship when I smuggled to the Western Continent.After that trip, I almost washed myself off when I got off the boat.I smell like seafood fried in motor oil and served in a slop bucket.

Well, this reminds me again.I am not playing a missing person game, nor am I engaging in self-help travel, but I am really on the way to escape.But that's all right.

What really pained me was losing contact with Xiao Lin.

I don't want to admit that I miss him, but it's no big deal if it makes me run around the street a few times yelling if it gets him there.This is not the first time we have been separated, but it is impossible to become accustomed to such things as the number of times increases.I worry about him, and I worry about other people who are also not around me.Judging from the current structure of the mainland, the plots I am familiar with have basically disappeared.

What else do I have now?A half-assed assassin ability matched with Jin Danqi's cultivation base?Going it alone is usually enough, but it is by no means enough to make me an enemy of the state, or even more of the state, the Church.Know about the settings?Oh, that also got to get me to the part I set up first.The plot of this story in the Western Continent all took place in the territory of the orcs, and it would take a month to walk non-stop from my place to the territory of the orcs.As for the spiritual power needed by Yu Jian, I will need at least another week to replenish it.As for the mind-reading problem... Hey, the ability to read minds now has become the most useless existence.

In order to find Xiao Lin, I basically gave up on blocking the buzzing voice in my ears.But also because of this, I get a lot of information because of it every day-too ​​much, I don't have enough time to sift through them, but it gives me a bad headache.

Anyway, rest now.Go out for a walk tomorrow to see if I can receive some small tasks such as delivering letters.

Thinking vaguely, I fell on the bed and closed my eyelids.But within a second, I immediately opened my eyes again.

what is that sound ?Where is it on fire?

Before going out, I cautiously added a hidden state to myself.And before I took a few steps, I realized that all the noise came from the street not far away.

Bracken Street...is there anything special there?

I am not familiar with this city, I only know that the street full of people and bright lights is not actually a commercial street.On the contrary, it was just an ordinary residential street, and the busiest place was usually a laundry shop at the corner of the street.But at this time there was a completely different atmosphere from the past, and I couldn't help feeling a little frightened.

Want to see it?

I hesitated and paced at the door, quickly calculating various possibilities.All kinds of thoughts exploded in my head, but in the end I resolutely retreated to my room.

The tightly closed door at the back reassured me a little, but then the louder noise made my heart jump back in my throat.

what happened?Why do I feel that this voice... seems to be getting closer?

The little room had no windows, and the only opening was this door behind me.It is not easy to come in, but if there are many people, it is no different from catching a turtle in a jar.

Oops, I seem to have made a wrong decision.I just thought there was some special commotion there, but it never occurred to me that it might be directed at me.But... why?

no reason--

My pupils suddenly constricted, and at the same time, the roof of the small room made a terrible cracking sound.The soft golden light immediately illuminated the whole room. To be honest, even at noon, it was never so bright.With the light at this time, I can clearly see the dilapidated bed and other furniture covered with thick dust.This house is really dilapidated, presumably after tonight, it will not exist in this world.

My throat is sore, but I have to say something.After coughing twice, I looked at the familiar face and felt my eyes were sore and astringent.

"Wright asked you to come to me?"

The author has something to say: please read the summary in line with the commentary tone of "Animal World", thank you~