A few days after the unthinkable incident at Sister Mira's house, Ulysses began to realize that he was really a little different from before.

Although even if he picked up the sword, he couldn't perform gorgeous swordsmanship, and his hard meditation didn't add much magic, but unconsciously, he gained some kind of "special" power.

"Wow, that's great, brother, how did you do that!" Yulia looked at the pair of butterflies flying around Ulysses' fingertips with admiration, her big eyes full of excitement and happiness.

These are a pair of very beautiful phoenix butterflies, with colorful wings and elegant flying posture, making them look like elves soaring among flowers. And this beautiful elf, which usually flies away at the sight of other creatures, now flies comfortably by the fingertips of Ulysses, as if this is their favorite beautiful flower.

"Secret. It's not that Yuri Sist is trying to hide his lovely sister, but because he doesn't know what is going on.

This special ability slowly appeared a few days ago, and after returning from Sister Mira's house, he inadvertently found that he didn't know when he seemed to be able to vaguely feel some breath of life around him.

This feeling used to only occur when he walked alone in the deep darkness, and it was only something that he could not see. In that darkness, they were everywhere. But now, even in the daytime, he could feel that part of the breath, and even the kind of breath that ordinary beings carried.

Moreover, it did not seem to be just a one-sided sensation on him, as he cast his gaze on the owners of the breath, they also seemed to know that he was looking at them, and would give some simple response, as if to tell him something.

And if he concentrates his mind and communicates his feelings, he can get a response from certain beings, such as the beautiful phoenix butterfly in front of him.

This is the ability he acquired, the power of "simple communication". The ability to simply negotiate with all kinds of life that are not found in the five places in nature.

In the old tales, there were magical girls who could communicate with all things and talk to birds and beasts, so Ulysses was not very proud of his small ability. After all, it's just a simple ability to communicate vaguely, and it really doesn't mean anything special.

So far, the greatest effect of this ability he has discovered is to summon cute butterflies to perform for his sister Yuria.

For him, the ability to see Yuria's happy smile was useful enough.

"What's the use of playing such a little trick, if you're a man, pick up a sword and fight me. Ulysses' angry voice rang in his ears like the roar of a fiery dragon.

Ulysses' fingertip cocktail butterfly startled, and then flew away following the creature's instinct to avoid danger.

Bright red dress, proud face, and a burning gaze at Ulysses were none other than the drowning man not long ago, the girl who had provoked a duel against him more than once - she was temporarily lost her name and her past Ann after being hit by Rasha's Shin Shenglong.

"I told you I wouldn't use a sword. Ulysses looked helplessly at Ann, who was coming at him with a fierce attitude, why she had been so unkind to herself since she woke up from Sister Mira's house, as if there was some deep hatred between the two.

The supreme god was above, and he had never thought of doing anything strange to her. Whether it was artificial respiration during drowning, or that strange sleep together, it was the reason, and it was by no means that he had any blasphemous thoughts.

"I don't believe that reason. Although she can't remember the past, a strong will guides Ann, making her unwavering belief that this current guy must be her enemy. The shyness and anger that came from the bottom of her heart told her that this hateful creature must have done something unforgivable to herself.

Otherwise, she couldn't explain why she was uncontrollably angry at the sight of this guy. This guy must have done something super super rude to herself, so that she lost her memory, but her body still remembered him.

"Today, I must kill you and pick up the sword. Ann grabbed the wooden sword in her hand, and threw another wooden sword at Ulysses' feet.

Impeccable orthodox dueling method, just no gloves are thrown. Even if she loses her memory, even if she forgets her name, the princess from the land of dragons still has her own pride and reserve.

"Alas, Xiaoya, you go home first and talk to your mother, I may go home later today. Ulysses reluctantly picked up the sword that Ann had thrown over, not because he was confident in his swordsmanship, but because he had already made a decision.

If it goes on like this, it will be endless, so it's okay to let Ann vent happily. I just hope that it would be good if she didn't shoot too hard, at least not to hit him in the face, otherwise it would be difficult to explain when she went back.

"Brother, is it okay?" Yulia looked at Ulysses with some concern.

"It's okay, it's going to be fine. Ulysses said confidently to Yuria, even though he only had a wooden sword in his hand.

"That'...... I got it, I'll go back right away. Yulia bit her finger and left as fast as she could.

She must have gone to find Raxia...... Looking at the back of his sister as she quickly left, Ulysses easily guessed her thoughts.

However, since he has decided to solve the problem of He'an, then he can't let Raxia interfere. Otherwise, Ann will definitely be hit by the angry Rasha continuously.

"Let's duel in another place, I happen to know that a quiet place is more suitable for a duel than here. ”

"Choosing your graveyard? Very well, I'll let you sleep there right away. Ann gripped the wooden sword tightly in her hand, and although it was only a rudimentary practice sword, the tip of the sword was sharp enough to pierce a person's throat.

A true master, even with only a wooden sword in his hand, is enough to kill.

............

In the valley full of summer flowers, in the clearing where Ulysses and Rasha, where Yulia often played together, Ulysses raised his sword.

He doesn't know how to use a sword, and the number of times he uses it to fight is even more limited.

Today, though, he's going to duel here.

White dandelions swayed in the wind, and tiny petals fell on Ulysses' sword, bringing a faint fragrance.

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