"Good people have good rewards? What kind of tip is this? Nissa frowned, revealing a hint of high-ranking authority. I have to say that the aura of this female island owner is still very strong.

"My previous tips were also unreliable, but they helped every time." An Rui spread his hands and said.

"That's just as well." Nissa nodded, "Can you be clearer then?" What does the good reward of a good person have to do with the next test? ”

"Even if I tell you clearly, it's useless."

"Why?"

"Because once you step through this next door, you forget what I told you and all the things you have been through. This hint I'm giving you would be nice to make a little impression. ”

"Will I forget what happened before?" Nissa's porcelain-white face showed an even more intense look of doubt, but it quickly dissipated, and her eyes lit up, "I remember, you just mentioned that there is a test that is an illusion. Is it that when I push open the door and walk in, I will enter a fantasy world? ”

"Yes, you will enter the illusion, and this illusion tests your love, so I remind you that good people are rewarded."

"I'll remember you."

"Hopefully." An Rui stretched out his hand and pointed to the door opposite, "Your Majesty, Great Island Lord, are you ready?" ”

"Life never gives people time to prepare." Nissa reached out her palm and pulled open the door that had just opened a gap.

Behind the door is another room, which, like the previous one, also has some white points of light floating. But there was nothing superfluous, it was empty, not even a single ornament.

But if you feel it carefully. You will find that there is an invisible magic surging in the room, and it is strong enough to make a wizard of Nissa's level feel ashamed.

The more this happens, the more it proves that the legacy buried here is strong.

"I'll be in a fantasy when I go in, what about you?" Nissa asked, turning her head sideways.

"I won't be affected in any way after I go in, and this subsequent test is set up for you, the descendant of the Parker family." An Rui shrugged.

"You're easy." Nissa took a deep breath. Mustering up courage, he took a step forward and stepped over the threshold with one foot. Nothing unusual happened on the first kick. But after she stepped over both feet, her spirit suddenly received an invisible impact, and the whole person fell into a stupor, like a puppet frozen on the spot.

Anrui sensed Nissa's abnormality. A little dignified. He stepped into the house and stood by Nissa's side.

The door closes automatically.

The white light in the room drifted around like fireflies, casting a dreamlike hazy color over the room, illuminating the bodies of the two men.

Anrui looked at Nissa, who had just reached the age of thirty, and her skin was quite well maintained, with a hint of cherry red in the snow.

What impresses people's hearts more than their looks is the temperament of this island owner. Being in a high position all year round has allowed Nissa to develop a high-minded temperament. It's like a swan in a flock of ducks, standing proudly.

Among the women An Rui has seen since the crossing, even if the temperament of the businesswoman Cheryl is very elegant, it is still worse than the owner of the island in front of her.

Staring at a woman who was still like this was a bit obscene, and after looking at it for a while, An Rui withdrew his gaze and looked around. Although he is not a wizard and has a poor perception of magic, he can vaguely feel that there is a pressure pressing on him around him.

While Anrui was looking around, Nissa on the other side had already fallen into an illusion and encountered a third test. But she didn't know that this was an illusion, and thought it was all reality.

……

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, radiating a scorching light and heat, mercilessly scorching the desert below.

The desert stretches endlessly under the sun to the end of the spectrum, with sand dunes one after the other, varying in height and height. A scorching breeze swept across the desert, whipping up waves of yellow sand.

In the middle of the desert, there was a figure walking alone, a young woman, dressed in a thin coarse cloth garment, and nothing else, no kettle, no food. The exposed skin was tanned a kind of tan, and the color was darker than the yellow sand.

The woman was Nissa, her clothes had changed, her complexion had changed, but the only thing that hadn't changed was the pair of eyes, which showed the same look as she had been when she was still the owner of the island.

She didn't know where she came from, she didn't know where she was going, she only knew one thing, and that was that she had to get out of this desert.

It's easier said than done.

I can't see the edge of the desert at a glance, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out after walking for a few days and nights, and she has no water or food on her, so she can't last long.

She hoped that she would find a source of water, even a small traveler's banana plant, but as far as she could see, there was nothing but yellow sand.

Heat, lack of water, hunger, loneliness, despair, hesitation...... All kinds of negative effects are tormenting her body and mind, eager to crush her.

Fortunately, she was strong enough not to give up easily, and she was still walking forward step by step, leaving a row of lonely footprints on the desert.

The yellow sand swept through, filling in the footprints and smoothing the sand again, as if to negate Nissa's previous efforts.

Time passed slowly, and the sun in the sky gradually set to the west.

In the short period of day and night, the desert becomes cooler, and there is no heat of the day. But when night came, the temperature dropped a little too much, and it became bitterly cold and shivering.

Nissa wrapped the thin garment around her body much tighter, her arms folded around her chest, and kept her body warm, but it was still cold.

She was sleepy, but she didn't want to sleep in this environment, and she was still moving forward with sleepiness. The stars shine brightly at night, and there are some fixed constellations that can point her in the right direction, which is the only benefit of traveling at night.

She walked step by step, relying on tenacious willpower, to survive the long night, but also reached the limit of what she could bear.

When the next day's dawn fell on the earth again, the unbearable heat returned, burning her fragile body like a flame.

She felt like she couldn't hold on any longer, her throat was already coughing and smoking, her stomach was rumbling, her legs were tired and numb, and she lost consciousness.

Three hours?

Quite a while?

In short, it will not be more than a day.

Before the next nightfall, if she hadn't been able to change her situation, she would have been crushed and fell on the desert, merging with the sand.

Even with her heart, her eyes have changed slightly, not as sharp as before, but a little more fearful.

Even she was afraid of death.

"Help...... Help me......"

In the vast future, there was a sudden cry for help, which sounded extremely faint, like a mosquito chirping.

Nissa thought she had misheard at first, but after waiting a while, the voice came again. Only then did she realize that she had heard correctly, and that someone was indeed calling for help. Her whole body was shaken, squeezing more strength out of her weak body, and she rushed forward, flipping the hot sand with her feet.

She had been alone for too long, and she wanted to see anyone else, whoever that person was.

"Help......

It was louder, it sounded like a girl's voice.

Nissa quickened her pace, closing the distance between them, until she finally saw the figure of the caller.

The caller was indeed a girl, lying in the sand, half of her body buried under the sand, her red hair stretching out of the sand. She was dressed in very modest clothes, and she looked to be about thirteen years old, her cheeks were sunken downward, and she was very thin, as if she hadn't eaten in days.

Nissa rushed to the girl's side, and the excitement that had sparked before had been extinguished, the girl seemed to be in an even worse condition than her, and she was afraid that it would not help her much.

The girl looked happy to see Nissa, struggled to raise her emaciated arms, reached out to Nissa, and whispered, "Please, help me." ”

"Who are you and why are you here?" Nissa leaned down and grabbed the girl's hand, which was so weak.

The girl, who calls herself Claire, briefly recounts her experience. She said that she was the daughter of a desert merchant who followed her father on the road to do business, but was caught in a rare sandstorm on the way, and her father and the people in the caravan were buried in the sand, but she was the only one who narrowly escaped death. She went on the road alone, and fell to the ground from exhaustion halfway through, buried in the yellow sand.

After telling her story, the girl choked up, but she couldn't even shed a tear, and the water in her body had already been taken away by the scorching sun.

"Can you take me to the place where the caravan is buried? I'd like to dig there and see if I can dig up something that works. Nissa asked, expectantly.

"The sandstorm was horrible, everyone was blown away, and I don't know where everyone was buried. If I could find something from them, I would have looked for it. The girl sighed and shook her head.

Nissa was disappointed, and her mood hit rock bottom. Then she asked a few other questions, such as whether the girl recognized the way out, and the answers were worse and worse.

The girl had no experience in crossing this desert at all, and she couldn't help in the slightest, just a burden.

"I'm sorry, but it's a problem for me to even save myself, let alone help you." Nissa shook her head, broke free of the girl's grasp, and stood up, re-embarking on the path ahead.

"No, please, don't leave me alone and take me with me! I'm scared, I don't want to die! The girl exclaimed excitedly. (To be continued......)