An Illustrated Guidebook to Other Races

It seems that the whole body is heavily wrapped in impermeable ice, the mouth and nose cannot breathe, and the body is like a heavy and hard rock, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't get out of it.

Just when you felt that you were about to suffocate and die, a small hand stretched out, grabbed your arm, and dragged your body from the cold predicament.

"Ahem, ahem..."

You coughed in embarrassment for several times, the hair and clothes soaked in cold water were tightly stuck to your body, and the damp and cold surrounding air made you shiver uncontrollably.

"Woman, who are you?"

An icy voice with a bit of tenderness and tenderness suddenly sounded.

You open your wet eyelashes, wipe off the water on your face, and find that you are sitting in a pool of spring water. The surface of the water is not high. Even if you sit in it, it only floods your chest. Seven years old, with a pair of crystal-clear and pure dark purple eyes, and a pair of round bulging horns on his forehead, a delicate and cute little boy with beautiful facial features, like a distorted doll, is staring at you intently , There is nothingness in those beautiful purple eyes, there is no human feeling at all, the eyes looking at you are like looking at a lifeless stone on the side of the road.

You opened your lips and just wanted to speak, but you accidentally sneezed.

The little boy frowned, let go of his hand, his tone revealed a kind of lofty arrogance and command, "Why are you here?"

"……I do not know."

Your expression is also a little confused. You looked at the surrounding environment carefully and found that except for this dark, cold and gloomy spring, there were no plants on the shore. The endless gray desert and gray sky were only faint I could see a few black crows with strange red eyes shining on a few dead tree trunks not far away.

The place was full of lifeless suffocation and gloom, except for the dull gray, there was no trace of vitality.

"Children, do you know where this is? Where are your parents?"

Looking around and getting no useful information, you have to turn your face and turn your question to the little boy in the tattered robe.

But he didn't seem to hear your question. His expressionless cute face showed a shocked expression, and his dark purple eyes were round, as if he had seen something incredible.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" You asked puzzled.

"...Is this black?"

He stared straight into your eyes, reached out his hand to touch your eyelashes and corners of your eyes, and a strange enthusiasm and infatuation gradually emerged in the calm and waveless eyes.

"Red...blue...green..."

The little boy repeatedly muttered something that you couldn't understand nervously. If it weren't for his appearance as a cute and well-behaved little boy, you would have regarded him as a pervert.

You lowered your head and looked at it, only to realize that what he just said was the color of your clothes and hair accessories.

Red bow, blue ribbon and light green skirt.

Probably the child's thoughts are more whimsical. You can't think of other ways to communicate with him for a while, so you stand up from the spring and walk to the shore.

Originally, you were still a bit distressed about what to do with the wet clothes and hair on your body. When you just passed this thought in your mind, the clothes and hair that were soaked on your body dried out in an instant and completely restored to their original shape.

After you touched the dry corner of your clothes to confirm that it was not an illusion, you slowly raised your hand and pinched your face.

...Well, it doesn't seem to feel anything?

You turned your head and looked at the little boy who was still standing still, still looking at your skirt, and walked back to the spring again, and took the little hand of the little boy who was still talking to himself.

The little boy quickly recovered and stared at you angrily: "Woman, I did not allow you to touch me."

"Hey, don't make trouble." You touched his head with the free hand, and then gently squeezed the little boy's cheek, looking at him curiously and asking, "Does it hurt?"

The little boy's delicate and lovely face showed an angry expression as if he had been insulted.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Human, are you underestimating me?"

The little boy is so beautiful, even if he is angry, he only feels like an extremely realistic doll. Cute and pitiful, you can't help but kiss his pink cheek, like the strange aunt Wen who lures little Lolita Gentlely said: "My kid, what's your name?"

It was too shabby to see the tattered robe he put on him. Try to imagine it in detail. In the next second, the tattered robe on the boy's body will be a very cute, dreamy matte decorated with lace and lotus leaves. Replace the tied skirt.

So cute! !

You cover your blushing face and watch the cute little boy in a little skirt like a princess in a fairy tale, his heart bounces around.

But now you can be sure that this little boy and this gray world are actually your dreams.

Otherwise, you won't feel the pain here, and everything you imagine in your mind can be directly embodied.

As for this incredible little boy who appeared in your dreams, it is estimated that it is also some kind of cute objectification that you can't say in your heart. Although it is not a pity that little loli makes you feel a little pity, he looks so cute and wears a small skirt. It's no different from Little Lolita.

Looking at this lifeless and gloomy world, I feel particularly annoying for you. I tilted my head and thought about it, then pursed his lips and smirked, then pulled on and put on a small skirt, the little boy with black hair and purple eyes with a stiff facial expression went towards A barren gray desert.

Wherever you pass by, colorful flowers and green grasses spread around at an incredible speed, but for a moment, the desolate desert is replaced by a sea of ​​vibrant flowers, like huge trees. Spring up like bamboo shoots, green vines snaking up, cute little animals chasing happily in the jungle grass, and the gray and gloomy sky is like being washed by rain, gradually becoming The clear blue sky is filled with lovely white clouds.

But in a blink of an eye, this lonely and desolate gray world was replaced by the beautiful and dreamy scenery that only appeared in fairy tales.

The little boy who was holding your hand was stunned at this scene. He stared blankly at the colorful butterflies flying in front of him, and carefully stretched out his hand to touch him, but the butterfly subconsciously avoided his fingers. , Flew over your shoulder.

Seeing the little boy's unconcealed look of longing and anticipation, you smiled with your lips pressed, then raised your hand to catch a butterfly and handed it to him.

The little boy glanced at you hesitantly. In your encouraging eyes, he reached out and touched the butterfly's wings again, but after being touched by his fingers, the butterfly's body seemed to be burned by some flame. Turned to ashes.

You couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the place the little boy had passed by before, and found that the plants and grass where he had passed by had withered into gray dust like this butterfly.

It was as if it had been corroded by something wicked, filthy and extremely ominous.

The little boy immediately returned to an expressionless and indifferent appearance, and he no longer had any curiosity or excitement about the beautiful surroundings.

You feel a little guilty in your heart. After all, this dream was created by you yourself, but you don’t know why. This little boy seems to be the only anomaly in this dream. No matter how you fantasize, you can’t change his existence.

If you don't believe in evil, you tried again, and found that except for the clothes on his body you can change at will, the rest seems to be no good.

It's just that the little boy suddenly turned blue and stared at you, coldly warning: "Human, if you dare to offend, I will definitely let you...well."

You stretched out your hands and squeezed his cheeks, and said with a smile, "Goodbye, call me sister."

Not only that, you also turned out two pink and tender bow hair accessories on the little boy's head. Paired with this newly replaced princess dress, it was so cute and explosive.

When you are obsessed with the joy of dressing up games, you suddenly find that your arms have become a little transparent.

"Time is up." The little boy with black hair and purple eyes suddenly said.

Before you could tell what he meant, your consciousness suddenly fell into a coma.

After you lose consciousness, your body disappears in this dream.

And the dreamy fairy tale scenery you previously imagined is like a faded wallpaper, which restores the original darkness and desolation inch by inch.

The little boy watched these gorgeous colors disappear little by little in his vision, and the sky of dead gray once again occupied his entire world.

He raised his hand, looked at the palm that you had just held tightly, and slowly dropped his dark purple eyes.

...

You suddenly opened your eyes, and the first thing you felt was fatigue and weakness from all parts of your body that felt sore when you moved your fingers slightly.

A few people were faintly arguing loudly outside the house.

"She is the pastor of the Holy See, and as the presiding judge of the Holy See, I am qualified to decide her stay."

"I won't let you take her to the Holy See. Don't think that I don't know that there have been rebellions and coups within your Holy See. Taking her to the Holy See now will only put her in danger."

"Mei is also a member of our mercenary group, she naturally wants to go home with us."

"Why don't you ask her your opinion?"

You just woke up in confusion and dizzy consciousness. Hearing these babbling noises, an abnormal feeling of anxiety appeared in my heart, and even a violent and gloomy thought that wanted to make these sounds disappear.

You were taken aback by this sudden weird idea, shook your head, and quickly put this weird idea behind.

Feeling a bit of dry cough and burning in your throat, you licked your dry lips, but accidentally touched the tip of your tongue that you had bitten before, and took a painful breath.

After your inhalation sounded, the noisy arguing outside the room suddenly quieted down.

But in a blink of an eye, the windows and doors were occupied by countless crowded figures.

You were taken aback, and looked over in a daze, and found that they were all rather strange faces.

A petite figure squeezed through the crowd and leaped towards you.

"Woo...Mee, you finally woke up, you almost scared me to death, I thought you..."

But halfway through, he was caught by the back collar.

"She's injured, don't touch her for the time being." The male demi-orc with a handsome and mature look of a werewolf glanced at you and warned in a brief tone.

You can't help but give him a grateful look, if the bunny girl really rushes over, you probably will have to suffer.

Just being stared at by so many eyes, you licked your lower lip a little uncomfortably, and said shyly: "May I pour a glass of water for me? I have some mouth..."

Before you finished speaking, a few glasses of water were handed to you in an instant.