Yulia saw the hero.

It was a majestic, beautiful, and I don't know how many times better than her.

She had a beautiful silver braid, a body as slender as hers, but by no means a feeble, and her eyes were as beautiful as the sunset in the light of the setting sun.

In front of her was an aqua-blue creature covered in metalscale armor, which also radiated a beautiful luster.

However, Yuria knew how terrible this creature was, because just now, this beautiful creature like a sea dragon had completely defeated her, breaking it along with her Primordial Sword.

With a huge body, incomparable strength, and multiple overlapping rippling swords that could not break through the defense, this sea dragon-like creature wrapped in metal scale armor had no shortcomings, and it was easy for her to lose everything she had just gained some strength.

The Primordial Sword in her hand was broken, and it would take several hours to regenerate, her left hand and right foot were all paralyzed, her chest and abdomen were completely unconscious, and she almost couldn't even feel the sound of her own heartbeat.

If it weren't for the occasional glimmer of life force from the Primordial Sword, she would have died long ago. In such a miserable state, it seemed that even the sea dragon wrapped in metal scale armor thought that she was dead and did not pursue her again.

She was buried in a pile of rubble by the sea, and only one eye was left to see outside, the strange sea dragon that seemed to be waiting for something as if it was flying in the air.

Then, she arrived.

A body that resembles her but is definitely not weak, superb swordsmanship that she can't imagine, and multiple treasures that she indulges in, all of which are things she dreams of but can't get.

How beautiful and powerful it was to be dancing in the air and fighting a huge metal sea dragon.

Even with only one eye left, she could clearly see the combat skills that were completely transcendent, even she could not have dreamed of it. Rapid movement in a wide area, control like dancing on the tip of a needle, and attack with the least amount of force.

Either way, it was beyond the reach of her immaturity, and she could not even imagine that this was a chosen one like herself, and that all the battles she had fought before were as ridiculous and clumsy as a child's play in the face of her heroic appearance.

Ah, that's a hero, that's what a brave man can have, it's just a child's back that she can't catch up with no matter how hard she tries.

Wait!

............Ulysses!" Lala, who spread out half a steel wing behind her back and lured one of the strongest species of the shadow creatures to the seashore.

"Ahh

By the time this all-out charge reached its limit, the cyan storm had turned directly into a typhoon, sweeping everything around it.

"Gah!" The huge body of the Steel Sea Dragon Beast was involuntarily swept into this hundred-meter-high Typhoon of Destruction, constantly cutting and stirring. This kind of oversized control is absolutely inescapable of its size.

And Lara, who was already clear about the strength of the typhoon on Ulysses, began to project in full force.

One, two, three, a total of ten treasures appeared behind her, each of which was a legendary weapon, a treasure that was once famous in history, even if it was just a projection, it also had incredible power.

"Comprehensive, shoot!" There is no need to aim at all, the steel sea dragon that is swept up by Ulysses' typhoon is the best target.

Ten Noble Phantasms shot in accurately from ten positions, breaking the huge body of the Steel Sea Dragon Beast into several pieces, and a large amount of blood stained the sea red, killing the Legion Commander-level monster among the Demon Shadow Creatures.

The well-designed tactics, the excellent performance of the Holy Sword of the Ulysses Wind, and the exquisite shooting finally resulted in perfect results.

"Very well, Ulysses. Lala felt the strength of her re-elevation, smiling and praising her partner.

Although he is still a little immature, Ulysses' recent performance can be said to be very good, and the owner of the Wind Sword is indeed extraordinary, and the use of the power of the wind has reached the point of perfection so quickly.

"Hey, hey. Ulysses smiled embarrassedly, but he really didn't do anything, just to use all his strength at the right time, according to Lara's instructions.

"Time is running out, we need more strength before the final battle, so let's keep going. Putting away her sword, Lara continued into the depths of the garden, and behind her, Ulysses hastened to follow.

............ Yuria, who was buried in the rocks, regained some strength and struggled to get up from the dirty rubble.

In front of her was the steel sea dragon beast that had been neatly dismembered by Lala, a powerful monster that had completely defeated her not long ago.

Yuria stood in front of the corpse of the Steel Sea Dragonmon, her eyes confused.

"Brother......" Yulia saw Ulysses' eyes beside Lara.

It was something she had never seen before, happy, longing, admiration, and a hint of shyness, and she was no stranger to it, for if she took a mirror and looked at herself beside her brother, she would find the same look.

It was a look called "Love", a look she had dreamed of countless times, but had never seen in her brother's eyes.

My brother looked at her eyes, there was "love", "protection", "worry", "sorrow" and "like", but there was never "love", that is, the look just now.

The simple "like" for my sister is completely different from the blazing "love" behind that heroic girl.

"Ahem!" Yuria coughed loudly, just now, she had also used the move in the heraldic sword style, and the aftermath was eating away at her body.

In the blood-colored waters, she saw herself as she was, miserable to the point of pitiful.

The scarred body, the dirty clothes, the blood covered one of his eyes from under the corner of his forehead, and the white bones were about to be seen on his hands and feet, no matter how he looked at it, he was also a person who was about to die.

It's so pitiful, so ugly, and the hero who stood in front of her brother just now, compared to her who killed this powerful monster, she was like an ugly duckling.

The heraldic sword style that she thought she was good at swordsmanship, and the heraldic sword style she used regardless of the consequences, seemed so shallow in front of her, and such a beautiful fighting posture was a realm that she could not reach no matter what.

That's why my brother likes her, it's a matter of course, and it's impossible to be happy with a frail sister like her.

She always needs someone else to take care of her, worried, and standing in front of everyone like that, the wonderful and beautiful hero is not a person of the world at all.

I envy it, I want to be like that. Not such a sad weak person who cannot see the future, but a hero who can stand in front of everyone.

If she could become that kind of person and have that kind of power, would her brother look at her like that?

It's not "worry" and "sorrow", but "love" and "longing", her extravagant eyes, even if it's only once, she wants her brother to look at her like that.

"Ahem!" The sequelae of the heraldic sword style completely attacked, and Yuria's body began to shrink.

............ "Lala, you're really strong. Ulysses, who followed Lala all day and watched her annihilate powerful enemies one by one, was truly admired.

It was all an incomparably powerful enemy he had never seen before, but in the face of Lara's correct tactics and powerful attacks, they were all defeated.

This was a record he had never dreamed of, and when he fought alongside Lala, he thought she was going to be killed several times, but she was the one who won in the end.

"Because you're working so well, if it were just me, I wouldn't have used this tactic. Lara doesn't hide Ulysses' credit, it's a well-deserved award.

Ulysses touched his head embarrassedly, and of course he was very happy to be so approved by Lala.

"Well, this is ......" Lara stopped, looking at the dying creature by the beach.

It was a scarred, dying-looking lion cub, soaked with hair, looking at the side with pitiful eyes.

"Ah, it's you!" Ulysses recognized the lion cub at a glance, wasn't this the little guy his sister Yulia had raised in the first place, how could it be here.

"Someone you know?" Lara asked, meaningfully.

"Well, it's the little thing next to my sister. Strange, how could it be here. Ulysses replied unwittingly.

"Your sister's side?" Lala's hand quietly moved to the sword behind him.

"Well, suddenly one day it appeared in my sister's room, and then my sister wrote a note for me to take care of. I don't know where it came from, but I took care of it for some time. Strangely, my sister herself was nowhere to be seen. Speaking of which, it really kind of looks like my sister. Ulysses said with a happy expression.

"Your sister...... Lala's hand stopped, and then looked at the already scarred lion cub with soft eyes.

She knew what it was, and now she knew who it was. Because the heraldic sword style is exactly the kind of sword technique she has created in the past.

However, as the creator, she eventually abandoned it, even discarding its existence from her body, almost completely oblivion.

It's not that this sword technique isn't strong enough, but because this power is too flawed and not suitable for human use. The price of forcibly using this power is what it looks like in front of you.

(To be continued)