A small voice could be heard from the nearby bushes, was it a beast from the forest, or an escaped elf?

I was about to approach cautiously. Suddenly, a slender figure rushed out of the bushes, raised its thin sword and stabbed at me.

I immediately threw away the compound short bow, tilted my left shoulder, slid the small steel shield on my shoulder from my arm, and quickly grasped the leather buckle on the back of the small steel shield and held it in my hand. Drawing the magic sword in his right hand, he silently recites "flame" in the underground lingua franca, and the +1 Blazing Sword receives the activation command, and the blade is wrapped in a layer of flame that does not hurt the wielder.

Using a small steel shield to block the stabbing Rapier, I swung my +1 flaming sword and slashed them to the ground.

In the starlight, I could see the fallen assailant clearly. Although elves and men do not grow beards, and both prefer to have long hair, the bulging chest indicates that a tall elf young woman has fallen to the ground. She was wearing a long floral dress, and her black shiny hair was scattered on the floor. A scar that slanted from his forehead to his chin, accompanied by severe burns, ruined half of his otherwise beautiful face. The only good green eye stared up blankly.

This is...... What did I do?

I couldn't help but take two steps back, trying to avoid what I was seeing.

Before, I didn't care about killing high elves, for me, they were no different from goblins, trolls and the like, the difference was only the amount of experience.

But when I shot the elves with a bow and arrow from afar, I didn't notice how they looked...... Elephant Man.

The fair complexion of the entire side of her face, almond-shaped eyes, and pointed chin still make her look more beautiful than the average human woman.

No, I'm not overwhelmed by that, I'm not a little boy like my cousin who is overflowing with compassion. The only thing that should be done for the person who is going to hurt me is to make him hurt more...... If the other party is a man.

However, it was indeed a young woman who fell in front of me, and it was a young woman who was originally beautiful...... In reality, I would be polite even to women who were neither ugly nor young. It's not about the difference in gender.,But when I was a child, I inadvertently injured my sister.,Almost broke her bones.,But I don't remember to use any force.,After realizing the fragility of the girl's physique.,I've always maintained tolerance for women.,Never done anything to women.。 It has become my principle.

It's just the game. I said to myself.

It's just a game! Again, I stress to myself. There is no need to be bound by reality.

I glanced at the undisfigured half of the tall elf woman's face again, and my heart ached, as if I had inadvertently broken a fine piece of porcelain. It's a pity, if I had discovered your beauty in advance, I wouldn't have cut off your face, and if you didn't attack me and fled, you wouldn't have been killed.

I shook my head and dismissed the thoughts, if she hadn't been lying here, I wouldn't have had these feelings. If she had fled with her back to me, I would still have bent my bow and arrows into her slender body as I had shot any other high elf.

There was a thud in the bushes, and a small figure swooped down, and I dodged away. This time, I'm going to see it clearly before I do it.

The short figure didn't come at me, it pounced directly on the dead high elf woman.

Midget? Or a halfling?

As much as I tried to make out the features of a dwarf or halfling in this little man, her pointed ears and fair smooth skin indicated that she was a tall elf child. The small body crouched on top of the dead woman, pushing her hard, the infarcted child's voice kept calling in a language I didn't understand, the beautiful little face was full of tears, the black hair and a pair of green eyes, all showed the relationship between her and the high elf woman lying on the ground.

No! I wailed in my heart.

It's just a game, is it necessary to be so realistic!

Could this be the real test of Rose's trial? All I want at the moment is to clench my fists and raise my middle finger. Go for your garbage game! Broken system! Damn trials! Cursed spider slut...... And Corellon Larysian, the bastard! Why do you want to expel the old lover who betrayed and betrayed you to the bottomless abyss, instead of simply trampling her into spider meat sauce, it's okay to be handsome, and it's so troublesome now! Damn it......

You're still in the middle of a trial...... A voice reminded me.

So what? Another voice retorted.

Rose is spying on you...... Kill the high elves in front of you!

No, that's just a kid, I can't do it!

The trial will fail! Do you want to become a spider elf? Or do you want to be hunted down by Rose's men all the time? All previous efforts will be in vain......

So what's the matter, it's just the game......

That's right, just a game, don't be bound by realistic morals...... Also, underage players can't play Magic World, so it's just an NPC with the appearance of a child, no different from the other NPCs you kill......

Is that the case?

Buddhism has clouds: color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. Meaning: The colorful three-dimensional material world that our senses can perceive is actually unreal and just an illusion, and what our senses cannot perceive that seems empty on the surface is not empty, but has substance......

No, "emptiness" cannot be simply called "emptiness" in Sanskrit, but rather "emptiness", which refers to the essence of all things, not to the phenomenal words of all things. In phenomenological terms, this term is called color. The so-called emptiness in Buddhism is to establish 'emptiness' from the non-self-nature of all things, instead of staring at the landscape figures, insisting that they are not landscape figures, but illusions and phantoms...... Wait, how did I talk about Buddhism?

Because you're running away! The voice sneered: "The argument between different voices is actually a conflict within you, you know that a set of data in NPCs*, whether it is a goblin, a troll, an elf child, or a tree or flower, is actually the same, and the reason why you are hindered by your appearance is because you are bound by the morality of reality......

Even in the game, trampling on good things doesn't fit my guidelines......

Not for you? Hypocrisy! Haven't you ever crushed a blooming daisy? Don't you lust when you see a beautiful woman? After abiding by the rules, don't you regret what you missed? In reality, because of the so-called principles and senseless insistence, he has made himself constrained. Isn't it sad that I don't even dare to let go of my hands and feet in the game now? Why don't you take off your mask and cast your repressed side? Or do you not dare to face the darkness inside of yourself? The voice said seductively.

There is no such thing as a mask, everyone will show a different side in front of different people in different environments, and there is also a different side that is unknown and external. I am familiar to my parents, I am known by relatives and friends, I am known by my teachers, I am known to my confidants, I am at different times, I am shown in front of others, and I am unknown to others, all of them are part of me as a person. More often than not, I take care of the plants that grow flowers; I have never done anything indecent to a beautiful woman; Even though I will regret following the rules, if I turn back the clock, I still have to be worthy of it. It's not like I want to do anything, it's just that that's what I ...... It's just a game, but playing a game requires dedication, and I don't think about whether it's fake or not, and everything goes as I like...... I categorically stopped arguing in my heart.

The right hand held the hilt of the sword, loose and tight, tight and loose...... I closed my eyes, let out a long exhale, and made a decision.