Who Says I'm Not a Proper Adventurer?

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Star Night Witch Awakens

[Assigning and integrating Fate Track roles...]

[You will play the role of the Adventurer Karen at this historical node.]

[Your teammate Cecilia will play the role of the Star Night Witch Elisya.]

[Warning! Due to severely limited Ether concentration in the current Copper Creek Forest, the large-scale composite ritual Technique cannot perfectly replicate the true historical difficulty of the Demons.]

[All incoming historical Demon phantoms will be forcibly downgraded to Ordinary Monster Level.]

[Final Instance Objective: Withstand the Demon Tide for one hour and reenact the historical figures’ protective feat. The system will grant special rewards based on the player’s completion rate. This instance is a historical projection. Injuries sustained within this space will not result in real-world death.]

By the time Lance regained consciousness,

he opened his eyes to a vast lake, its surface shimmering under the brilliant moonlight.

The water had a translucent, jade-like hue. A gentle breeze swept across the surface, creating rings of silver ripples. It was serene and beautiful.

He was standing in the damp shallows at the water’s edge.

Then, a glaring red system prompt flashed across his vision.

It turned out that he and Cecilia had been forcibly pulled into a special instance called a "Historical Echo Projection" by an irresistible spatial force.

And the identity assigned to him was none other than the Legendary Adventurer, Karen.

Just then, a faint voice came from behind him.

"Senior..."

But just as she uttered that single word,

Lance suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. Cecilia’s gentle face had slumped onto it without any warning.

"Cecilia, are you all right?"

Lance’s heart jumped. He only just realized that he had been carrying the Half-Elf Maiden on his back this whole time.

Feeling the tangible weight on his back, he breathed a small sigh of relief.

’If Cecilia’s body hasn’t changed,’

’then that means I’ve likely been pulled into this Projection Space in my real, physical body as well.’

’And according to the mission information the panel just gave me,’

’even if I suffer a fatal injury here, it shouldn’t cause my actual death in the real world. At worst, it would just drastically lower my final completion rating when the instance ends.’

’That’s a silver lining, at least.’

Just as Lance’s mind was racing, trying to figure out how to use the terrain to survive this difficult instance,

something unexpected happened.

[The Star Night Witch has detected a fluctuation in the false fate. Her soul has rejected this role-play...]

The red warning text on the panel was still flashing.

The next second, the Cecilia on Lance’s back suddenly let out a soft murmur, like someone waking from a deep sleep.

"Karen, I feel like I’ve been asleep for a very, very long time."

"Huh? Why is there another person’s soul inside my body?"

At that moment, Lance felt the "Cecilia" behind him place her hands on his shoulders, pushing down as if trying to stand up on her own.

But likely due to her depleted Magic Power and severe stiffness,

her arms only exerted a little force before falling limply back down.

She could only rest her chin on Lance’s shoulder, craning her neck forward to study his profile in the bright moonlight.

"Hey, handsome. You’re easy on the eyes, but you don’t look like that idiot Karen."

Hearing that flippant, teasing tone, Lance instantly knew who it was.

"You’re Elisya?"

He turned his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "How is Cecilia?"

"You mean the body of this Half-Elf I’m inhabiting?"

"Cecilia" let out a soft laugh.

Then, Lance suddenly felt the hands on his shoulders go slack. Cecilia’s body went completely limp, slumping against his back as if it had lost all support.

Immediately after, specks of silvery-blue light began to emanate from the maiden’s body.

Like fireflies, these points of light quickly gathered beside Lance, gradually coalescing into the translucent, silvery-blue phantom of a woman.

She was a woman so beautiful it was hard to look away.

She had long black hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

She wore a splendid, well-tailored Mage Robe, and even in her translucent, phantom state, it couldn’t hide her stunning and voluptuous figure.

Without a doubt, the woman floating before him was the famous Star Night Witch from the legends, Elisya.

"Don’t worry. By the time I woke up, this little lady’s soul had already entered a protective slumber."

Elisya’s phantom circled around Lance, explaining in a relaxed tone.

"It seems she’ll only wake up after you successfully break this Technique and return."

Relying on a Witch’s profound Knowledge, far beyond that of an ordinary person,

she had discerned the flaw in this place merely by sensing the flow of the surrounding Ether.

This wasn’t a real physical space at all, but a historical projection forcibly extracted by a profound Technique Array.

And she herself was not a true being of flesh and blood, but merely a residual image preserved within this historical memory.

Only then did Elisya turn her gaze to the surroundings.

Looking at the shimmering Jade Star Lake, she clapped her hands in sudden realization.

"Oh, I remember now."

"I stole the Silver Moon’s Tear from that Sub-Dragon Guardian to get a birthday present for Karen."

"It seems the Caster who set up this Technique had a few minor issues with their Spell mastery."

Elisya floated in mid-air, twirling a lock of her long hair around a finger.

"Otherwise, according to the normal operational principles of a Technique, a being with an independent will like me should never have appeared in this false projection."

"Let’s reintroduce ourselves. I’m the Elisya of this time period. Hello there, handsome."

In less than half a minute,

the genius Witch had completely grasped her current situation. Not only was there no trace of Fear on her face, but she also wore an expression of playful anticipation, as if she found it all very amusing.

Hearing Elisya’s casual words,

Lance couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration.

’She figured out the nature of this space with just a few glances.’

’Truly worthy of the Star Night Witch who will one day ascend to the Legendary Realm.’

’Even just as she is at this point in time, her depth of Knowledge is already this profound.’

"I’ve already analyzed this Technique,"

Elisya floated in front of Lance, winking smugly.

"It seems that idiot Karen and I must have left behind quite a Legend for posterity after desperately surviving here back then. Otherwise, this moment wouldn’t have been singled out and extracted by a Technique."

"But as much as I’d love to have a nice long chat with you, it looks like your time is running out."

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