When the headband was taken off by himself, Julius realized that he seemed to have done something terrible. Under the guidance of the maiden—or rather under the leadership—he took in his hands what only the chosen ones, only heroes, could get. Julius only felt that what was happening in front of him was like an unreal dream, but the cold touch of the headband was not so real that it did not feel like a dream.

"I took it down......" Julius muttered. He didn't resist the girl's somewhat tough attitude and guidance, because he really couldn't find a reason to refuse in his heart.

The girl asked Julius to grasp the headband with both hands, and then let go of her hand, with a smile on her face, I don't know if it was Julius's illusion, the girl's smile became even brighter. "From now on, it's yours. A hero, if he doesn't have so many treasures in his hands, is too shabby. ”

"But this thing looks valuable......" Julius was a little nervous now, he had a headband in his hand, and even his own cross-sword was placed on the altar. He looked like a bewildered kid now, though he's pretty much still a kid now—in Olga's eyes.

The girl shook her head, "If you want to be a hero, then you won't be treated differently because of the value of the same thing." What kind of existence is the so-called hero?" The girl stepped back a little, and then circled around Julius slowly. Because she was floating, Julius felt like a poor man who was haunted by a female ghost, though this female ghost was not at all terrible.

"You can drink the poor wine in a wooden cup with the commoners, you can drink the mellow wine from the goblet with the nobles in the middle of talking and laughing, and you can drink the wine that the king has rewarded with a normal heart...... That's what a hero should look like. This headband, whether it is worth a thousand gold or a steel plate, cannot affect its importance to a hero......" As she said this, the girl saw Julius's expression, and then laughed, "What am I talking about, it's not at all the horse's mouth - you don't look so nervous because this treasure is too valuable, do you think you're not ready?"

Julius had to admit that this girl, who looked exactly like Lulunaka, was like a roundworm in his stomach, and he knew everything in his heart clearly. "Yes, I think this is a little too early for me, almost ...... like me," Julius swallowed back the latter words, his past mistakes are always difficult to speak, especially this kind of life-threatening matter. "Can I really get this?"

Julius sounded like he was asking the girl, and he was asking himself.

"You should be a little more confident in yourself. The girl said, "People always have all kinds of troubles, and heroes are no exception. I guess you just can't get used to it for a while. She leaned in to Julius and took Julius' hand again, "Come on, feel what kind of power you're getting." ”

When her fingers brushed over the glyph on the headband, the glyph began to glow purple. Julius' eyes widened as he watched the headband glow in his hand. Before he could react, the purple glimmer had enveloped him. His entire figure was coated with a layer of purple light, and the edges of his pupils were dyed with a thin layer of purple.

"What did you do, this feeling ......," said Julius, who felt a sudden increase in strength within him, something he had lacked just a moment before — confidence, determination, courage......

"Let you feel the power. The girl laughed, "I feel it, it's not a bad thing, it pours hope into you, not unbridled power." ”

Julius's current feeling was indeed very much like what the girl had said, as if the power called "hope" filled his whole body. He didn't lose his mind and will, nor did he feel that exaggerated increase in power. What this headband brings to him is the power of the spirit. He felt that his mind had never been clearer, and his heart was full of strong feelings. That feeling, I want to save the people who are suffering, the people who are in danger, the family and the country that are facing the crisis......

"That's what you call power. Julius couldn't help but smile, he had never felt so calm and excited. These are two emotions that should not exist at the same time, but Julius can clearly feel that they are indeed present in his spirit. Calm brings sobriety, excitement brings activity, if it is him now, he will have a one-on-one duel with Roque again, and he believes that Roque will be disposed of by himself in one face. There is no mercy to the wicked, and a clear mind keeps him from making the mistake of underestimating his enemies. Julius had to admit that it was a wonderful feeling, and it was incredible, was this the power of treasures, or was this the power of heroes?

"I'm glad you received the strength you deserve without any obstacles. The girl continued, holding Julius' hand in both hands so that Julius could grip the headband tighter. "You didn't go against your heart, and you didn't fail the man who chose you. ”

"The one who chose me. Julius knew that the maiden was referring to Lulunaka. Under the effect of the headband, he knew that the girl did not please him, nor did she deceive him, which was indeed her true affection. Her sincerity made Julius a little ashamed, and just now he was still suspecting that the girl's origin was unknown.

"Yes, she chose you, that's why you're here today, and no one else. And her choice also makes me happy, because it is a teenager like you who comes, not an adult with a deep mind. The girl laughed, "A pure hero, the story always begins when he was a teenager." Come, put this headband on, so that you can experience and get a greater power, a power that belongs only to you. ”

Julius didn't know what reason he could turn the girl down. As she said, this is already his power, and it is a power that he can control. Now he didn't feel that he was being moved by this wonderful power, on the contrary, it made his mind clearer, and allowed him to easily control this power.

Julius lifted the headband up in front of his forehead. As long as you raise it a little more and drop it on your head, then this beautiful headband will be put on by yourself. "If that's the power I deserve, then I should accept it, not reject it. ”

"That's right, this is a hero, this is what a hero does!" The girl's voice became a little high, Julius could understand why she was so excited, just as he was in the same high mood now, but Julius had a calm and calm emotion in his heart at the same time, so he didn't show his feelings like a girl. He could even feel that there was another self, looking at this scene from a different perspective, and was about to witness all this with the girl.

Julius held his headband high and dropped it on top of his head......

A thunderous voice exploded in his heart - stop, don't do it, Julius!

Julius felt that the sound almost burst his heart, and the loudest thunder was not as powerful as this sound. With a shake of his hands, a spirit, he took off the headband and placed it on his chest again. The voice didn't vibrate his eardrums, it came directly in his heart, in his head, and he was familiar with it. It was Olga's voice, but Olga was not in his field of vision.

"Olga?" murmured Julius, and the girl frowned when she heard him, but said nothing.

You've been bewitched, boy, keep your eyes open and see if what you're seeing is real!

"What are you talking about?" Olga's tone sounded a little anxious, which made Julius's originally calm and high heart a little flustered, "What is in front of me is not real?" The purple light in Julius's pupils slowly dissipated.

Keep your eyes open and take a good look at what is in front of you!

Julius's eyes glowed white. The power of Julius from nowhere rushed into his pupils, and even his brain was touched by the light. His eyes were no longer visible, and only a white expanse of light remained. Julius cried out, not because the light that entered his mind from his eyes was painful, but because the impact was too much for him to bear.

The pure white light robbed Julius of his eyesight. When his eyesight was restored, he saw a completely different scene.

Before his eyes, it was like hell.