I Help A NPC Become The Legendary Witch

Vivian felt like she had a long dream.

In the dream, she relived her life all over again.

From the time her mother gave birth to her, the chubby little baby girl fell to the ground, the young and strong father held her and tugged at the tip of his nose, grinning all over his face, and the gentle and kind mother lay on the bed with a happy face.

After such a good time for a while, when she was a few years old and inadvertently went to the toilet late at night, she overheard a conversation in her parents' room.

For the first time, she knew that there was only one girl in the family who would be looked down upon. The girl could not inherit the family business, and the girl could not help to work in the field. No matter how good a girl was to raise, no matter how painful it was, she would eventually marry when she grew up. It was cheap. someone else's home.

Father wants a boy.

So not long after, my brother was born.

It should be a happy thing, but the dream suddenly dimmed.

In the familiar scene, the characters are in completely different states. The father is sluggish in the chair as if he has lost his soul, letting the newborn brother cry loudly next to him, while the mother...

Mother...

The mother lay motionless on the bed, perhaps only the large smears of blood on the sheets suggested what was going on, this was the first time she had seen blood, and the first...

corpse.

People are so fragile.

Vivian in the dream saw a dark shadow standing behind her at that time. She had a similar profile to herself. No, it should be exactly the same, as if they were the same person.

The shadow sticks to his back, as if whispering, pointing to the crying baby still in the swaddling fold.

"It's all...his fault."

"He killed my mother, he ruined the family, he..."

"Do not..."

"No!!" The young self cried out, holding his head in pain.

"He's my younger brother, the only boy in the family, I... I want to take good care of him, I want to be a good sister who won't let my mother down, sister..."

"..."

The screen turns again.

This time, the flow of time was much faster, and many scenes flashed by in a flash.

Vivienne saw that she gave her brother to wash the wet sheets by the creek in the winter, that she used her small body to drag her father home, who was drunk and muddy, and that she was under the scorching sun. , went to the field to bend over to mow the grass one by one, and she also stayed up all night helping others sew clothes in order to pay off debts and make money.

It's just that the only difference between these pictures is that since the death of my mother, there has always been that shadow floating in the air behind her, always following her, inseparable, as if they were one.

When washing the sheets, the shadow would keep complaining about the idiot brother, when dragging his father, the shadow would float on his father and kick his feet hard, when the sun was mowing the grass, the shadow would shout that it was hot and tired, and he would sew in the middle of the night. , Sombra would gasp and doze off on her back.

But even so, they are like two parallel lines that do not intersect with each other.

until...

That rainy night.

The memory that should come will always come, even if you hide it in the depths and think you have forgotten it.

When the scythe easily cut her neck, scarlet blood filled her vision again, and fear and repentance were about to make her collapse...

She became the shadow behind her, and the shadow behind her became her.

Followed by a voice.

"Ha ha..."

"I really can't help you."

This is the first time Vivian has heard the voice of the shadow, and when she heard it in reality, her first reaction was a bit similar to that of the daughter of a landlord's family, and she pretended to be contemptuous.

But... nice.

Really nice sound.

I don't know if there is a consonance in my heart, but this voice sounded again in the dream that should have been silent and quiet.

"Hey."

"Wake up!"

"Don't sleep!"

Vivian opened her eyes in a daze.

She found herself half-lying under the tree, while Xiao Hei was lying in her arms.

The first thing the girl did when she woke up was to summon up her courage and nervously look back at the mid-air behind her, but she stared at it for a long time, and there was nothing there.

Maybe even Vivian didn't notice it.

There was a hint of disappointment on her face at the moment.

"What's the matter, Vivian?" Liao Zixuan, who was lying in the little girl's arms, naturally noticed Vivian's little movements after waking up.

But he had an agreement with the second personality in a bet.

He can't directly tell Vivian about the existence of the second personality in any way, otherwise the bet will be invalid, which is why Liao Zixuan is asking now knowingly and pretending to be stupid.

By the way.

Whether the second personality falls asleep or not depends on the size of the dark side of Vivian's heart.

And it is very honorable that, after the unremitting efforts of a little wolf cub, the second personality has been able to do it successfully, no need to fall asleep, and can do whatever he wants in Vivian's mind, squatting on the sunflower seeds, sitting on the bench, like Just like the audience, share the various perceptions of the body with Vivian and understand everything that is happening in the outside world.

"No... It's okay, thank you, Xiao Hei, for staying by my side. How long have I been in a coma just now?"

"It's about half an hour." Liao Zixuan estimated in his heart, he didn't talk too much, just followed Vivian's words, and didn't mention the abnormality in the coma at all.

"Half an hour... oops! Gotta keep going!"

After hearing the answer, the girl's face quickly showed a look of anxiety, but when she was about to get up, she suddenly froze.

Vivian's gaze stopped at a handful, and placed it on the... weapon in the shade of the tree on her left.

That's a...

Blood red scythe.

"Don't be in a hurry, take a look at this Vivian." Liao Zixuan's telepathy brought Vivian's complicated thoughts back to reality.

The little wolf cub picked up an envelope and a small purple grass from the side, which were scoured from Rolle's corpse.

"This... this is!?" The little girl's attention was not on the envelope, but was all attracted by the purple grass.

"Amethyst grass." Liao Zixuan answered truthfully.

Then I was afraid that the girl would forget, and added another sentence later.

"It's the herb we've worked so hard to find that can cure your brother's illness."

A look of surprise flashed across Vivian's face.

Just when she was about to have the idea of ​​rushing home with the herbs, the girl's eyes were again placed on the envelope that she subconsciously ignored.

When the little girl opened it and looked at it, Vivian's face changed and changed.

The letter explained that the strange disease of the younger brother is not an isolated case, and there have been many cases in Huodian City, and Amethyst Grass is the only herb that can suppress it at present.

At the same time, the letter also let Vivian know that the evil things that the Vulcan Cult and his party were secretly doing in the Forest of Dreadclaw explained why they were intercepted and prevented them from going deep into the forest.

In order to give birth to amethyst grass, they did not hesitate to help monsters evolve and grow.

Once they are allowed to continue, the consequences of doing so will make the monsters in the Forest of Dreadclaw grow wildly, uncontrollably, and even run wild.

And you must know that once the monsters in the Dreadclaw Forest run wild and form a wave of monsters, then the most rural villages will be the first to suffer.

Therefore, there are now two choices in front of Vivian.

First, take the amethyst grass home quickly, and take the younger brother and father to leave the village before the birth ceremony of the Vulcan Sect, the farther the better.

second...

Vivian couldn't help herself, and her eyes floated to the sickle on her left again.

second,

Continue to go deep into the forest, find the lair of "Dreadclaw", destroy all the Vulcan sects, terminate the spawning ceremony inside, and at the same time, "smoothly" take away the countless amethyst grass planted in it.

If it was in the past, Vivian wouldn't have to think about it, because the "second" option would never appear.

but now...

After the girl took a deep breath, as if she had used a lot of courage, she reached out and grabbed the scythe lying quietly on the ground.

Then.

"Xiao Hei, are you afraid?"

What answered the little girl was a wolf roar with arrogance and disdain, disdain with provocation, and provocation with unparalleled confidence.

Ow! !