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Rather, it makes the sound of colliding with some kind of hard object, dull and weak, symbolizing a sign that cannot be broken.

The unbelievable truth lay before it, that its most trusted attack had failed, as if it had been stripped of its weapon, and it could only be slaughtered.

There has never been a failed attack, I don't know how many times I have given the opponent an unexpected attack, and the glory of turning defeat into victory is all gathered on the head.

Now the glory has been broken, and its haughty heart has been broken.

"For, why ......"

The monster seemed to have given up resistance, and it leaned its weight weakly on the protective shield made of this magical power, its blood-red eyes dimmed a lot, and the faint light of fire jumped on the golden shield.

It may have been the monster's own words, and it was not obligated to answer it, but the girl answered it in a crisp and powerful voice.

"Because everybody is there for me, they give me hope and motivation to be so strong. ”

“......... Hehe, what, this kind of foolish answer, it's better not to say it. ”

Next, the scorching temperature enveloped the monster's body, and the holy fire burned fiercely, and the monster did not scream, as if it had died a long time ago, and the silent flames devoured and turned into a pile of ashes that could be blown away at any time.

The battle is over.........

The priest girl, who watched the whole process of the monster turning into ashes, did not show sad eyes, she smiled lightly.

The smiling face did not carry the insult to the deceased, but a smile that celebrated its relief.

The priest girl clasped her hands in front of her chest and said reverently.

"I hope you will be relieved of your soul. ”

The curse was gone, and the wind from somewhere carried the pile of ashes away, and slowly disappeared in front of the girl.

As if hearing someone's faint apology, the priest girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently, and looked at the empty place in front of her, as if she was smiling at someone.

The girl muttered to herself.

"It's okay......"

The curse of the vampire was over at the time of its death, and it became him, and before the soul was gone, he regained his transient humanity, and he sincerely wanted to thank the girl.

Even though he knew that the mistakes he had done could not be forgiven, he hoped that the girl would forgive him.

Whether he will be forgiven or not, his apology is sincere, and this is also the confession he can do.

Fortunately, the girl forgave him, and before he disappeared, his last extravagant hope was fulfilled, and he was satisfied.

It didn't matter whether there was endless darkness or hellish punishment that awaited him, he only knew that he was forgiven by someone who had hurt him, and that was enough.

The liberated soul is finally gone.

“...... Is it over? ”

The priest girl held the scepter in her arms and muttered.

Are you happy?

She doesn't know why, usually after a hard battle, when she wins, she will smile happily with everyone and share their joy without hesitation.

But now, all she was left with was indescribable sadness, as if her chest was blocked by something, so uncomfortable.

It's obviously all won, why aren't you happy, be happy, yes, it's all everyone's efforts, there's nothing to be sad about, there's nothing to be sad about, it's nothing, everyone worked together to defeat the enemy, isn't this something to be happy about, it should be like this.........

Why are you crying, why are you so sad?

...... Ah, ah, ah, it turns out that I understand, I know the reason, so I am so sad.

Seeing Nolan crying inexplicably, everyone panicked and rushed to her side and asked worriedly,

"Are you alright, Nolan?"

"What's wrong?"

"Don't cry, is it hurt?"

"Okay, don't guess, a few big men, let me ask......"

The female sorcerer impatiently pushed away the captain Maitkai and the others who were surrounding Nolan.

With a comforting smile, he put his hand on Nolan's back and patted it gently.

"Everyone, I, I ........."

Before the priest could finish her choked words, the world disintegrated in front of her.

The surrounding scenery decomposed, and so did the sky, and even the familiar companions slowly decomposed in front of her.

"No, don't, don't go, don't leave me........."

The priest girl stretched out her hand to the vanishing group, but did not touch it, as if there were two worlds, her hand passed through the bodies of the people.

The girl wept in despair, and unwillingly stretched out her hand to grab them.

Not once touched, the hand passed through them, again and again, until the world was completely gone, leaving only an endless darkness, without any light.

The girl finally fell to her knees in the darkness, tears hanging on her face, and she couldn't stop crying, she folded her feet like a child, buried her face in her lap and wept.

In the dark, she was the only one crying alone.

As if attracted to the light, she lifted her crying face and looked out of place at odds with the darkness around her.

She walked over, unable to tell how close and far away, and time was blurred in this place.

The black-haired boy lay on the ground, he closed his eyes as if he had fainted, and his surroundings were filled with light, just like hers, to prevent the darkness around him from eroding.

The girl was stunned, and the question "Who is this person?" came to mind.

But then the memories also came back to me in this moment.

It was that person......... In the fragment of her memory, in her fictional world, at the gate of the guild before the adventure, she met him.

As she thought, the girl remembered something more.

He wasn't someone he had seen in the real world, he had just appeared in his own dreams.

Who was he? By the way, why did he enter his dreams, why did he help himself? Questions came to her mind.

I'm a little confused.

I don't know if it was because of boredom or something, the girl squatted next to the boy and stretched out her hand and touched his arm.

The touch from the fingers is so real, the warm temperature, you can feel it through the clothes, whether it is your own dream or the real world, the girl is stupid and can't tell the difference.

The mutation also happened at this time, and the dazzling light that erupted from the boy illuminated the darkness and dispelled the cold, bringing only a burst of warmth that penetrated into the hearts of the people.

The girl seemed to be thrown into a warm embrace, and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

The world is shrouded in light.