Chen Yuanyuan, who is completely immersed in swordsmanship, has made rapid progress. She is physically fit herself, and with the experience she has gained over the years of blending with boys, she is now even able to match boys to a certain extent.

But the one who loses in the end must be her...

"It's getting a little boring." Chen Yuanyuan held his sword, looked at the unchanged scenery here, and was stunned.

She used to like to be alone, but now she has become a little irritable, so she instinctively returns to the boy.

"Why don't you move?" She crouched down in front of the boy and poked his forehead with her fingers.

Kindness... He didn't react at all, as if he had fallen into an eternal slumber.

"The only guy who thinks he can communicate has become like this, it's really ......"

Being able to touch him means that Chen Yuanyuan will never be able to merge with him as before.

"It seems to be more boring to stay aimlessly like this." Thinking of this, she had no choice but to get up and practice swordsmanship again.

In the end, I don't know how long it took, but when Chen Yuanyuan thought that she could fight the boy and win half of the game, she stopped again.

She knew that she could only do this at best, and wanted to go beyond? It's not at all something she can do right now...

"Well... Nothing has changed here! Could it be that a certain great god really wants me to be stronger than a boy to get out of here? ”

Chen Yuanyuan sat on the ground, looking up at the dim sky, and his head began to think, "Maybe... This idea of mine was wrong from the beginning..."

She thought of many assumptions for this, but then she rejected them one by one.

"It's annoying." Chen Yuanyuan took out his sword from the side and practiced indiscriminately, without even a bit of so-called discipline, purely to vent.

After slowly calming down, she came to the boy's side again.

Kindness... He's still the same as he came.

"Could it be... Is the problem still with him? Chen Yuanyuan touched his chin and sat cross-legged across from the boy, constantly looking at him with his eyes.

"Ever since he entered the illusion, almost everything has happened around him. Whether it's birth, experience... Or the last to pass. She thought about it, and an incredible thought popped into her head.

"I remember that the so-called heroic spirits all have their own regrets... Did he want me to do it for him? Chen Yuanyuan frowned and looked at the boy again, "His regret... It shouldn't be a glory and a fortune... Nor can it be an ordinary life. ”

"Honor? Probably not, because he has already gotten it. She recalls what he's been through over the years and wants to find the answer to his question.

"Make his country rich and strong? Peace? Unification? Chen Yuanyuan shook his head, thinking that it was impossible, after all, his kingdom must have died by now, unless there is a Holy Grail..."Phew, I won't go there!"

"Looking forward to seeing the old king again? It seems to go back to the topic just now, exclude exclude... Marry a wife and have children? What's even more nonsense, he didn't think about this at all. ”

"Do you want to see his sister or offspring? Kindness... It's not like it, after all, he has already done the last thing for his sister before. ”

"Could it be... Loyal? Chen Yuanyuan recalled the last scene, and once again looked at the boy's tragic posture as if confirmed, and felt more and more that his guess might be right.

"Do you feel very ashamed of your betrayal?" She muttered to herself.

This sentence is like turning on a switch, making her whole body begin to become transparent, as if it will disappear in the next moment.

Then the sky was enveloped in a layer of golden light, and a figure wrapped in light appeared in the sky, and then slowly fell on the boy's side.

As soon as the light shone on the boy, he was awakened, and after stretching his body, he looked at the 'person' in front of him with a serious face. ’。

It didn't seem like the communication between them was through words, because Chen Yuanyuan didn't hear anything from the sidelines.

After a while, the boy seemed to know something, thought for a while, and then assumed the posture he had just put on again, bowed his head solemnly to this 'person?' The oath was initiated.

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