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Ye Yang, who had lost consciousness, fell to the floor. Around, the magic arrays that radiated light collapsed one after another, and the women in the magic array of the original pen fun pavilion finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.

Holding a dragon tooth spear axe and wearing dragon armor, Long Ji ......

Holding the Scarlet Flame Sword, the demon fox Night Rain that was originally sweeping away the Titanya army......

Eve, the inheritor of nature who had no idea what was going on......

Also, looking at Ye Yang's heir to the fate of Ye Yang who fell to the ground with a calm face......

But, one person is missing, to be precise, one girl is missing.

In Yuu's expectation, she was supposed to be here too.

He made an eternal contract with the Demon King and cut a thorny sword for the Demon King.

Noah, with the Demon King...... and Ye Yang formed a bond behind him.

And now, she's not in this room.

Because, when the teleportation magic array under her feet was about to be completed.

Ya, destroyed the magic array.

"Lang Jun"

At the moment when he saw Ye Yang, who fell to the ground and his breath of life was getting weaker and weaker, Ye Yu's pupils contracted, and the demonic power that had been consciously controlling his body was about to run away.

However, at this moment, a hand put on Ye Yu's shoulder, and the demonic power that was on the verge of going berserk was also suppressed.

Remote......

The manager of the Wish Store......

One of the key figures in the Wing program......

And at this time, Yuu, appeared in this room. With a meaningful expression, he looked at Ye Yang, who fell to the ground.

"Finally, has it become like this......

"How to save him?"

Without touching Ye Yang, who fell to the ground, and without looking back in the direction of You, Curty, who had put away the dragon's tooth gun axe, asked calmly.

No, it's just a superficial calm. Now she is suppressing the anger in her heart.

"Wow, Xiao Yang has shed a lot of blood-"

Eve, who still couldn't figure out the situation, said with a look of surprise, but just as she was about to help Ye Yang up, Youxi, who was standing next to her, grabbed her.

"Can't touch ......"

"If you touch it, he'll die......"

Although it is difficult to see clearly, at this time, under Ye Yang's body, there is indeed a magic array.

Now, it was this magic array that barely sustained his life.

However, this is only temporary.

If it drags on any longer, he'll die.

So, Curty asks such a question. Because, she knows what this place is.

She had been here a long time ago.

A wish shop, a place where wishes are fulfilled while charging a corresponding price.

Equivalent exchange, not more, not less.

Equal, equivalent.

If anything, what is her wish now......

"If you want Ye Yang to recover, you need to pay a price."

"But if I do it......"

"I know this, then, what is the price, dimensional witch."

Turning his head to look at You, Curty showed a serious look, and if you look closely, you will find that there is still unwillingness in that serious eyes.

"Do you have a way to save Lang Jun?"

Nightrain hadn't seen Yu and Curty before, but what they said drew her attention completely.

Lang Jun was seriously injured, which she had already discovered when she first saw Lang Jun who had fallen to the ground. It's a pity that as a nine-tailed demon fox, she has no way to save Lang Jun.

So, now, she put hope in front of the two people in front of her, although such hope is a little slim, but ......

"If you want to save him, you need to pay three prices."

Yu said seriously.

"The first price needs to be someone willing to give him a blood transfusion to replenish the blood he has lost."

"The second price is that there needs to be another person to fully bear the wounds he has suffered."

"In this way, his body will be out of danger."

Giving him a blood transfusion would mean that the person who paid the price would lose most of his blood.

To bear the wound he has suffered means that the one who pays the price will have to bear the fatal wound alone.

Either way, it's deadly.

And......

"Even if he wakes up, the lost blood of the Demon King will not return. In other words, even if he woke up, he had already lost the original power that belonged to the demon king. ”

And that's not all.

It's just the body that's cured.

Mental damage.

The hurt after knowing the truth.

These things are enough to crush people.

Crashing.

The truth is sometimes such a cruel thing.

"What about the third? What is the third cost? ”

They glanced at each other, and although they didn't communicate with each other, at this moment, Curty and Nightrain both made the same decision.

"The third price is the price that Ah Yang must pay himself."

"But now, ......"

……………………

So, what is your choice? 】

In the haze, many familiar voices sounded, but he didn't even have the strength to refute.

[Even if the truth will break you?] 】

[If you see Bailan......]

It was a man who was disappearing......

[So, you crazy must not ...... Just die here ......]

The scene changed, and the sword girl who seemed to be patient with something said with difficulty......

[So, little one, as the only contractor of the Dragon Princess, I will be responsible for you. 】

The dragon princess who holds up her well-sized, well-shaped boobs......

[Why?] If you've already learned, why repeat what you've already mastered? 】

A teenager who is confused about the problem of a good sister......

[Having said that, the prototype of this statuette should be Ariel, and it is so exquisitely refined. Yes, it is. You guy who shot at a good sister. 】

A good ...... with an ambiguous expression

That's right, these are his ...... Or rather, something he and Yue had experienced.

There is pain, there is happiness, there is confusion. However, these are undoubtedly their cherished memories.

However, in the next moment, the scene of memories collapsed.

A voice kept recalling in his head......

[Your existence, your soul, your body, in the final analysis, are only incomplete copies of me. 】

[Although you are also a life in terms of life, but in my opinion. 】

[You're just a fake. 】

[You, just a fake ......]

【Counterfeit ......】

【Counterfeit ......】

【Counterfeit ......】

"Stop ......"

[In my opinion...... You're just a fake......]

Counterfeits, forgeries, replicas......

Now that the deity has awakened, he, as a container, has no meaning to live.

So, what is he living for?

It's just a fake, even if it's dead, it shouldn't matter......

His existence, his soul, his body, in the final analysis, are only incomplete copies of the origins of Ya.

He is only a vessel for the life of zài.

Well, that's enough for now......

Even if he dies, no one will hurt him......

[Damn, the pervert the flowery guy who gave me back my tears and gave me a death for once-]

This is the voice of a girl wearing the Nangong family's sorcerer's robe and wearing a long double ponytail. Although it looks very strong, he actually knows it, knows that she is just being strong, just forcing herself.

[Ayang, I like you, I've always liked you since I was a child, and I like you to the point that even calling it love is not too much. 】

She was his exclusive maid and childhood sweetheart, and on that day, she ...... to him

[Husband, the little woman has no affairs in the world, please ask your husband, and her subordinates will be merciful......]

The voice of the weak girl, God knows, she was educated by a shrine maiden since she was a child, and how much courage she mustered to do such a thing that day.

Also, there are many, many bits and pieces, bonds with others.

However, these fetters were denied by a simple sentence.

[You're just a fake. 】

His soul, his body, his being, are nothing more than replicas.

However, only these, only the fetters, are what belong to him.

At the very least, there are still people waiting for him to return.

If he dies like this, someone will cry for him.

Even if, he is no longer human.

Even though, he became the Demon King.

So, what about the fakes?

If only he knew that he was actually just an incomplete replica, just a container born for the resurrection of Ya.

So, how will they react?

He was afraid to think about it because he was afraid of getting the worst.

He was forbidden to even think about it himself, but the question still came back to his mind clearly.

If, knowing that he is just a container......

In an instant, all sounds disappeared. However, this is not a good situation.

If even these bonds that belong to him are lost......

……………………

"Dimensional Witch, why is his life breath getting weaker and weaker—"

Curty, who was standing beside the bed, shouted a little anxiously, her current physical condition, which had completely endured Ye Yang's injury, was naturally very bad. Still, despite this, she was standing here when she was supposed to be lying in bed.

"The so-called injury is divided into ** and spirit."

Ye Yu, who had lost a lot of blood, fainted on the side of the bed, but her hand was still tightly holding Ye Yang's right hand.

"**'s injury has basically recovered now, but the mental injury ......"

"You're saying this guy wants to die like this?"

Climbing on the bed where Ye Yang was lying, Curty, who was riding on him, roared angrily.

"What is this? As a dragon princess, I came to save you at the cost of serious injuries, but you want to die like this? How could something so good—"

"Listen, I don't care if you're a fake or something, but you're with me Curti Granti? Kayi? Even if you are only a tentative contractor, how can you die like this without my permission?"

Cutting his wrist, the bright red dragon blood slowly flowed into Ye Yang's mouth, and at the same time, Curty's mouth began to sing words full of majesty.

This is the language of the dragon clan - dragon language, and what she is preparing to use now is the ancient dragon language magic that only the ancient dragon species is qualified to use even among the dragon clan.

She knew the consequences of using this. However, she still did not hesitate in the slightest move.

If she wanted to die, she would definitely beat him up when she recovered, but before that......

This bastard must not be allowed to die like this-

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