"You are alone when you abandon all your admirers, and you are the only one left."

It's as if you want to wipe away the tears you had once you were grieving.

Ye Ya said boldly: "Sister...... I vow to shatter your illusions. ”

When Ye Chun heard this, he launched a fierce attack without thinking.

"Less nonsense!"

She bared her teeth with a murderous gaze.

It was a knife of resentment, of curse, of jealousy—mixed with all kinds of negative feelings.

However, before the knife stabbed Ye Ya's body, it was blocked by the strong wind released by the chainsaw. At the same time, the chainsaw swept towards Ye Chun's arm. Ye Chun raised his hand to dodge the counterattack and jumped to the rear in the air.

The moment he landed on the ground, he immediately launched a second wave of assault.

A fierce offensive and defensive battle was launched with a speed so fast that Xia Jing could only see the afterimage.

「…… What do you say......

The tornado flicked the straight sword that slashed towards Ye Ya to the side.

"What a lonely shadow! I'm lonely—what about people!"

The trajectory of the diagonal chop was skewed by the wind, and the tip of the knife entered the ground covered with rubble.

"I was meant to be alone! This has been the case from the moment the mother's womb is born!"

Splashed into the rubble in mid-air, mixed with the light of the chainsaw.

"For me, who was born alone...... The fate that God has given me......

The sharp blow was forcibly blocked by the mechanical department of the electrical data.

"How can I give it away for nothing! Only Xia Jing, Hugh wants me to give it to you!"

The sister who is in the form of a young child,Vent her feelings on the adult sister.。

Like a beast whose prey has been plundered.

Like an avenger desperate for revenge.

Just like a young child.

"Wrong...... You're wrong, my sister."

Ye Ya gritted her teeth and took in her attacks, words, and emotions.

"You forsaken yourself—you forsaken everything!"

"Stop, stop, stay──────!"

Ye Chunmao aimed at Ye Ya's head with all his strength and slashed it with a knife.

Ye Ya parried with a chainsaw wrapped around the wind outside.

"Woo......!"

Even if Ye Chun is small, the explosive power of the whole body blow applied to the body weight should not be underestimated. Not to mention holding a chainsaw with an unbalanced center of gravity, the buffering of wind pressure also has the opposite effect.

Ye Ya staggered.

Ye Chun landed on the ground.

In an instant, the flash of the chase.

Ye Chun landed on the ground and swung his sword.

It may seem hasty, but it's precise.

From the diagonal bottom of the chainsaw

The sword pierced through the wind's walls and struck the blade of the chainsaw.

The blow bounced off her chainsaw.

The chainsaw that suddenly bounces off is suddenly out of the user's hands. The force field formed by the rotating blade is affected by the external force and becomes a vector of upward force, which causes Ye Ya to be unbalanced and his body to lean back sharply.

Ye Chun, who raised his neck, put on a posture.

While stabbing the sword towards Ye Ya's flawed side, Ye Chun shouted words with strong resentment.

「…… Die!"

It was as if all feelings had collapsed.

Looking at Ye Chun's red-eyed appearance, Ye Ya just smiled faintly as if he was melancholy.

The blade of the chainsaw that bounces upwards blows the wind of the weapon in the opposite direction.

Just like the rewind video, I saw Ye Ya carrying a chainsaw and slashing down.

Sharp sword light and a powerful slashing whistling sound intertwined.

The treasure knife that sucked countless lives did not stab Ye Ya's body, but the part of Ye Chun's elbow, along with the sleeve

Cha.

I was slashed together by a vacuum cyclone and a double of the engine.

"Uh...... Ahh

Even though he couldn't help but feel pain from his throat, Ye Chun still didn't give up.

She tried to retrieve the sword that had landed with her arm.

That persistence has also become a fatal gap.

「…… Sister, sir."

Ye Chunyi turned around and squatted down with his back to the dead leaves, and the blade of the work machinery immediately pressed against her neck.

With the idling sound of the yarrow engine, Ye Ya announced in a solemn tone, "You lost."

Ye Chun did not respond.

She clutched the sword she had retrieved to her chest and turned her head to glare back at Ya.

"Please, drop your sword. Otherwise......

After a long silence.

"Okay."

Ye Chun lowered his head and slowly got up.

She was putting the knife back on the ground - Ye Ya, who had made such a judgment, moved the chainsaw from the top of her neck. The other hand rests on the switch of the engine, ready to turn off the power.

Xia Jing glanced at Ye Chun.

Ye Chun, whose face was lowered, just stared at the ground with a cold gaze

「…… Get out of the way, Ya!"

Suddenly, Xia Jing's shouts resounded through the courtyard of the Lost House.

Ye Ya took a step back. But that's purely reflexive.

"Summer ......?"

Ye Ya couldn't understand why Xia Jing suddenly shouted a warning, and after retreating, she glanced at him in surprise.

"What the hell is going on......

「…… This bastard thing."

While Xia Jing scolded, he felt distressed.

For Ye Ya, who still chooses to believe in her sister even if she meets each other in battle.

And with this contemptuous gaze at the self of the childhood lover.

However, the most painful thing for him was to give up Ye Chun, who was rightly separating the winner from his sister

"Look carefully, Yaya."

Xia Jing glared at Ye Chun. Ye Ya also moved his gaze back to Ye Chun.

"Sister...... Your Excellency."

Then her eyes widened in disbelief.

「…… Hmph."

The arm that had been severed was reconnected before I knew it.

And—five fingers still clutched the sword that Ye Ya had ordered to be discarded.

Ye Chun planned to pretend to surrender and then wait for an opportunity to sneak attack Ye Ya, her previous expression was not yet heartbroken, Xia Jing noticed this, and inadvertently noticed it.

"It's not over yet, Yaya."

Ye Chun muttered in a low voice: "I won't stop, how can I just give up...... How can I rest until you die!"

Curse.

Hate.

The emotions she harbored would probably never go away

Ye Ya lifted the chainsaw again and took a stance.

- Ahhhh

So.

「…… Ye Chun."

Xia Jing stopped Ye Ya from coming out.

After calling her name, Xia Jing was silent.

He didn't know what else he had to say to Ye Chun, maybe it was because Xia Jing, who was the person concerned, was not qualified to teach her. Encouragement or blame, whatever you say, the result will be self-deception.

So.

There's only one thing to do.

He only loved me all the time, but because of this, he never looked at me as a person. What can I do for such a first-time girl?

"I ......"

The only way to completely destroy the love and fantasy for herself that blinded her eyes - Xia Jing thought to herself.

Xia Jing put his hand into the bag and took it out.

He held it steady with his left hand. Then he vigorously pressed the tip of the golden branch of his right hand against the top.

I didn't leave any scratches on it, though

However, the diffuse consciousness was still smoothly sucked into the thing, and after a moment of absorption, it merged into one.

「…… Isn't it ......?"

Ye Chun's face was pale.

She discovers Xia Jing's intentions.

"Stop, Xia Jing. That's ......."

Xia Jing took out a small scalpel. After Ye Chun handed it over to Tian Zhi, Tian Zhi's plan later failed and committed suicide, and the fragments of the sword fell into Xia Jing's hands.

In fact, Xia Jing himself is not sure.

Will dominating the fragments also affect the ontology? There is a chance of failure, and it will take a while. During that period, Xia Jing was defenseless, and he would also force Ye Ya to put himself in danger.

And there's a sense of guilt in doing so. Because—this is Ye Chun's only spiritual pillar at the moment.

But he had to do it. No, it should be said that he has an obligation to do it.

– Because it's my responsibility.

Xia Jing's consciousness gradually assimilated with that.

It's like diving in, and it's like slowly melting and all five senses are integrated.

The scene in front of me and the scene that came to mind seemed to overlap together.

There was a woman.

She is young and beautiful, and she looks very similar to Ye Ya and Ye Chun. The age still looks like a girl.

Dressed in antique men's clothing.

The girl, with her long hair tied back behind her head, wearing a black hat and holding only a sword, stared at me without squinting.

- Please forgive me.

The girl opened.

Even though his attitude is humble, his face is sad.

- Because, I fell in love with him.

I saw her raise her sword and say slowly as she stabbed forward.

- You're crazy!

A voice rang out. The voice was different from that of the girl, giving Xia Jing a sense of hesitation as if he was close to him.

- Do you want to turn against your compatriots? Sooner or later, you will be ...... by humans too!

Heart-wrenching screams. A sword that was ruthlessly swung.

The face of the girl in front of her seemed to be mournful at the same time, but at the same time, it seemed to feel satisfied.

- Ah, I see.

Knowledge flowed into Xia Jing's mind and consciousness.

To be precise, a conviction.

It's not that he saw any images, but he inadvertently understood it.

What happened to the ancestor who fell in love with a human man, betrayed his people, and exterminated his compatriots, all in return for his beloved.

A girl who is married to a woman and conceives a child for a human being--the deer clan.

But

Her story should end with being killed by her husband's own hands.

The daughter she gave birth to was not human, but as enchanted as her mother.

The daughter fled from her father, took her mother as her ancestor, and revitalized the family. And to be wary and fearful of the sword of a clan's nemesis

"Summer view."

Ye Chun stretched out his hand at him in astonishment.

The other hand hanging beside him held the hilt of the sword.

The color is white gold of spotted peeling. Flat blades, double-sided blades.

The turquoise scabbard of the belt is intricately carved with several ornamental jewels.

The beads, which used to be peach-colored, are now bright red.

"Stop...... I, I ......."

"Ye Chun...... I can't reciprocate your feelings."

At this moment, the scalpel in Xia Jing's hand was completely shattered.

The rest of the game happened in the blink of an eye.

As if reluctant to let go of the sword that had been shattered into metal shards, Ye Chun let out a hiss.

It was a roar that seemed to have completely collapsed.

Slumped on the ground and sighed.

Then Ye Chun, who slowly raised his head, stared at Xia Jing with dejected eyes.

Xia Jing closed his eyes and turned his back.

So he didn't notice that Ye Chun, who got up from the ground, was holding a short knife in both hands.

"Ahh

Ye Chun's face was full of despair, and he rushed towards Xia Jing.

The short knife was held at his side, and he stabbed forward.

Seeing the sudden move, Xia Jing froze.

But Ye Jung's knife did not pierce his heart.

As expected, Ye Ya stood in front of Xia Jing.

I saw her lift the chainsaw, and the expression on her face seemed to be trying to suppress her emotions, and she bit her lip with indignation.

"Sister-sama—"

Ye Yakai said something.

It's just that her voice is drowned out by the sound of the engine, and no one hears it.

My sister's chainsaw pushed away my sister's short knife and stabbed her deep in the abdomen.

By the time Lin Yu and the others arrived at Xia Jing's side, everything had already come to an end.

And the House of the Lost had been engulfed in flames by that time.

Xia Jing hugged Ye Ya's shoulders, who were crying bitterly, and looked at the red lotus fire in front of him in a daze. Anai, who was standing in the back, had a blank face and a fire in his eyes.

Xia Jing found that Lin Yu and the others had climbed the mountain and came over, and glanced back at them.

「…… What happened?"

Xia Jing told Lin Yu, who asked like this.

How Xia Jing destroys the sword.

Ye Ya's defeat of Ye Chun.

The injured Ye Chun ignored his injuries and ran into the lost house.

and her request for Yaya, Xia Jing, and Anai to leave.

And not long after, the Lost House burst into flames

「…… No one can stop her."

Xia Jing muttered.

Ye Ya naturally tried to stop it. Even though Ye Chun refused to heal her injuries, Ye Ya still tried to convince her to change her mind.

But Ye Chun gave an order to Ana.

- Get Yaya right. This is my final order.

"Yes."

Anai nodded expressionlessly and complied with Ye Chun's order.

Ye Ya struggled to rush forward, but she was helplessly held up by Anai from behind, and she couldn't catch up with Ye Chun.

Sister, don't go, sister. Ye Ya kept begging, but as Ye Chun's figure disappeared into the mansion, Ye Ya also stopped calling. Now he wept bitterly and bowed his head and said nothing.

Xia Jing also tried to stop it. Because his sixth sense vaguely detected Ye Chun's intentions. Moreover, no matter how outrageous the wrong things she did, no matter how distorted her values were, death still couldn't repay anything.

However, Ye Chun was leaving

She muttered a message to Xia Jing.

- Anai will take care of you, she is your sister.

There was no apology or repentance from beginning to end.

Without the slightest remorse or anger.

There is no trace of "I love you" or "I like you" attachment.

That sentence was Ye Chun's last words to the object of her dreams that made her not hesitate to slaughter her clansmen and unite her dreams.

Presumably she must have mixed feelings and mixed feelings.

In the end, she was rejected at the end, and I don't know how desperate she was.

But she didn't show her feelings on her face at all.

So Xia Jing had nothing to say to her, and she didn't know where to start.

On the other hand, it was also because he saw that Ye Chun didn't really want to atone for his sins.

She just wanted to put an end to it.

The fire has intensified to the point of being out of control. Incredibly, the fire doesn't seem to show signs of spreading into the nearby forest.

The seemingly lonely flame made Xia Jing feel a little heartbroken.

At this time

Just as the house was burned to the point that even the ceiling was about to collapse, someone suddenly opened up behind him to speak.

"Lord Ya, Lord Xia Jing."

It's Ana.

Xia Jing turned his head and only expressed his doubts with his eyes.

Ana, in her usual staccato pronunciation, said, "Anai, you have to follow, Lord Ye Chun, go together."

"Huh......

「…… Anay?"

Ye Ya looked up in surprise.

"That means ......"

"Can I ask you to agree?"

"No!"

The first person to shout was not Xia Jing, nor Ye Ya, but Lan Yang.

With a rare display of impassioned emotion, she approached Ana.

"Anai, you...... No, Sister Ya, you have to be by Xia Jing's side!"