Rod rubbed his sore arms, walked to the backyard with a tired face to take a cold shower to cool off, and just opened the back door of the wooden house, only to be surprised to see his daughter lying sweaty under the tree in the backyard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This, this is the rhythm of the day? Rod rubbed his eyes and walked over suspiciously, seeing his daughter rubbing her arm incessantly.

"My darling, you've been practicing the sword for a day?"

"Ah, it's Dad, you're done with your job." Hearing the sound overhead, Joanna hurriedly jumped up from the ground, but her ankle was weak and she almost fell to the ground.

"Silly daughter, you've really practiced for a day, why do you want to be serious now, and it's not like you to work hard." Rod hurriedly reached out to hold his precious daughter and looked at her with pity on his face.

Joanna had a wry smile on her face, she didn't expect to practice swords according to the standard movements taught by Zachary, and after practicing for less than an afternoon, she was actually more tired than practicing for a day before.

After dinner, Joanna didn't go to Raphael to wander around the village and look at the stars as usual, and dragged her tired body back to her room.

After placing the broken sword at her waist under the windowsill, Joanna found a comfortable position and slumped in her chair.

"Mr. Zachary, you must have been through a lot of battles before."

"Ah, yes." A male voice with a hint of sadness came from the broken sword.

Hearing Joanna's inquiry, Zachary recalls the times in his past life in the game, the friends who were with him, and the people who made him do everything he could.

"Can Mr. Zachary tell me about the battles you have experienced before, I have always lived in this small village in the middle of nowhere, and the furthest I have ever been to is Derbyshire."

Zachary was silent for a while, and thought about telling Joanna something about the battle process, which would also help Joanna's growth, and in the contact in the game in his previous life, he witnessed Joanna go from a rookie on the battlefield to a knight of the sky who later became famous on the mainland.

"Since you're interested, I don't have anything to say about it." Zachary smiled lightly, with a hint of memory and regret.

"At that time, I was just a rookie warrior, with a group of companions who also didn't know the height of the sky, our newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and before they became a qualified warrior, they dared to go to robbers, wild monsters, and ......."

Joanna sat quietly in her chair, looking at the soft moonlight outside the window, immersed in the experience told by Zachary, and with Zachary's narration, it seemed that she also followed Zachary's words, experienced thrilling battles, and accompanied Zachary from a small warrior to a legendary powerhouse who later dominated the world.

"But we failed, and along the way, my companions fell or left one by one, until I and the last few companions also fell there, on the battlefield that broke our hearts."

"So, you've become a ghost." Joanna opened her mouth to be comforted, but she didn't know what to say, so she only squeezed out this sentence.

However, after listening to it, Joanna also had a trace of doubt, that is, she didn't know why, she felt that the background of the times revealed by Zachary when he told his experience was very similar to the situation on the continent at this time, except that the continent was now peaceful and did not break out as many wars as Zachary said.

"Yes, because I am unwilling." Zachary opened his mouth, but didn't explain and admit it, because how could he tell others that you are actually the NPCs in a game I played in my previous life, and although he has been in the game for so many years, he has long regarded the NPCs in it as real people.

"By the way, Zachary, why did I think that your vague background was so similar to the continent now, but when Dad was teaching me history, I had never heard of such an era when so many wars broke out. And ......"

"Moreover, the background of the era I revealed is very similar to the picture I showed you that day, isn't it?" Zachary picked up Joanna's unfinished words, and coldly extinguished the luck in Joanna's heart, "Because what I said is actually what I showed you, and those pictures are the facts that happened in the future." ”

"And I, on the other hand, am a ghost from the future."

Joanna's mouth opened wide, full of bitterness, not knowing what to say. After seeing the picture that Zachary showed herself that night a few days ago, she always had a trace of luck in her heart, which was a lie that Zachary deliberately made up in order to gain her trust.

Even though she has been suffering from gains and losses in the past few days, she has always doubted in her heart, because Zachary is not a prophetic mage, and since the fall of the goddess of fate in the ancients, there is no prophetic mage in this world who can accurately predict everything.

However, this trace of luck was finally trampled under the feet of Zachary, and the heavy future completely weighed on her heart.

"So, Miss Joanna, the future Knight of the Firmament in which I am told, do you still have luck in your heart?"

Joanna's palm-sized little face was almost wrinkled together, and she glared at the broken sword on the table with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Zachary, do you think it is a matter of great pride to extinguish the hope in the heart of a young daughter who is no more than twelve years old?"

"No, it's cruel."

"But I have to do it, because if I don't, everything will happen again. Of course, Joanna, you can choose to continue to live as before, living carefree days with Raphael until the hands of fate grab you by the throat. ”

Joanna couldn't refute Zachary's words, because she did have a hint of luck in her heart, until Zachary himself said that it was from the future, and everything was true.

And she would never be willing to accept such a future, so she would listen to Zachary and hone her sword skills desperately while holding on to her luck.

"Am I unwilling, I can't accept such a future!"

Joanna said firmly at the broken sword on the table, without a trace of wavering and weakness in her eyes.

Hearing Joanna's firm words, Zachary was silent for a moment, then stepped out of his sword and met Joanna's unadulterated gaze at him.

It was these pure eyes that allowed countless players in his previous life to follow behind him and build a resting camp for the homeless on top of the ruins of the Reiner Kingdom.

"Joanna, I, Zachary, will do everything in my power to help you!"