When did you realize it?

The fact that I am already in a fantasy world.

The air is still the same, and the environment in the forest is no different.

But the sense of disobedience just can't be erased.

"You must remember these words of mine, little girl. ”

"In the next battle, you'll face something more than you could have imagined. Don't think that your experience has any effect, discard those habitual thoughts, use your logic, listen to your intuition, listen to your heart. ”

"I've told you so many times before, right?"

"In battle, experience and skill as well as physical fitness are important, but there are limits. ”

"Physically, you'll meet someone better than you, and experience and combat skills can only be applied to one or two situations, such as a sword against a sword, but it doesn't work when you encounter a spear. ”

"So the most important thing on the battlefield is not only to be able to defeat the enemy, but also to be able to keep you alive. ”

"It's imagination. ”

"Now is the time to use it. ”

These were his last words.

There are also words with residual warmth.

But.

He is.

Who?

I.

Who is it?

She lowered her head and began to look at herself.

The design of the cuirass protruding to resist arrows is exposed in the middle of the placket on both sides of the cloak, and the wind mixed with some fallen leaves blows, causing the metal tie on the cloak to gently hit the surface of the armor, making a "clang" sound.

Her warm variegated fur collar swayed gently in the wind, and she lifted her hand with thick warm gloves, her left hand empty, her forearm still slender but well-trained—and then she noticed that she was clutching a sword in her right hand.

Not only was the blade damaged, but even the perfect gauntlet was full of signs of battle. The little goatskin with the handle was already a little wrinkled from the years of use, and if you were able to return to the city, you would have to find a blacksmith to rest up, or change your sword, if you had the funds.

A series of thoughts popped up in the short time she examined herself, but she had no idea why she knew them, or why they came to her.

"It's .... t.... to...... Hair?"

As if she had forgotten even the pronunciation, she wiped with her free left hand what was swaying lightly in the wind on her head, and then relearned the pronunciation of the word.

“b... ba... White. ”

Who the hell is yourself.

Alone here, doing something.

She didn't know.

There was a voice that kept shouting, this is a dream, it's a dream, it's not real, wake up.

But before she had time to think about it, she suddenly felt a cold hair standing on her back, and an inexplicable creepy feeling came from the back of her head.

"Whoa—"

Behind him, the forest that should have been empty rang out with the sound of a clang.

What's there.

Here it comes.

"Ahh

She ran.

But they couldn't run fast.

Is it because of the armor? Because of the sword? These things are very ..... Heavy?

I want to leave them behind, these are burdens, I want to leave them behind and run away.

'No, this is in a dream, this is in her illusion, she can't give it up, give up her protection and stop resisting, it's over!'

The thing was in hot pursuit.

You have to stop running and fight it. ’

"No, there's no way that thing can beat it!"

If you can't beat it, you can't escape!

Why?

Why is it in such a predicament.

She ran, ran, and the armor and sword seemed to grow heavier and heavier, until she could not bear the knee and fell limply.

The thing didn't chase after it, and it didn't seem like it would come after her as long as she didn't run away.

She fell to her knees, and then suddenly burst into tears.

"I want to go home......"

A warm light suddenly appeared in the woods in front of her, she stood up with tears stained, looked in that direction in a daze, and then instinctively wanted to walk towards the warm and bright place, but the voice in her heart began to shout 'Don't!'

She ignored it.

Just step by step, I walked towards that side.

Her stride began to grow smaller with her movements, and her short hair began to grow longer as she approached the warm spot.

"It's—home—" smiled heartily on her young face, still with tears on her face, and she was safe when she got back there, leaving behind this world of cold things, behind the heavy and tiring armor and the enemies she had been chasing.

You'll be safe, and you'll be able to sleep with peace of mind.

But the light was blocked.

In front of her and the warm family was a frowning girl with short hair, who was also clutching a sword, a sword exactly like herself.

Rather, that person is exactly the same as himself.

"Hah-" she let out a long sigh.

Then he seemed to be talking to her, and opened his mouth as if talking to himself: "I also know that you are very tired, and this journey has not been smooth, but it can't be caught in her way." ”

"It's a warm place, it's a safe place, it's got everything, it's mom and dad, it's got the best things you dream of. ”

"You don't have to live like this there, you don't have to bear such burdens and pains anymore. ”

"But I've seen it once. ”

"One relaxation in the midst of a gentle sleep is enough. ”

"Although the hometown is good, people can't always want to stay in the cradle for the rest of their lives. ”

"It's a path I chose for myself. ”

"I now have a place where I belong. ”

"That man is still fighting. ”

"It's not time to sleep here. "Boom-" "Ah-" She raised her sword at herself, and the other young one let out a scream.

"Wake up. ”

"Stepping on the ——!" A short white hair flew in all directions, and she rushed towards this side with a sword in both hands.

"Bang - Qiang !!" sparks flew everywhere.

Henry took a step back.

"What should I do?" said Erika in the same vein, retreating after only one strike. The sage looked around in silence, and in the place they were guarding, Orno whispered with difficulty, his eyes blue, apparently casting a spell. Fine sweat oozed from her forehead, her face was quite pale, and she could no longer even stand on the edge of a tree.

The elves of the pride of the sky, even among them, Orno, who is considered the top, make her so laborious magic.

- There are only a few in the world.

But now is not a good time to think about this.

"Here we go again!" Erica reminded, and then leaned down, clutching the front half of the spear and using it as a short spear. "Roar!" she poked through the chin of the ghoul that had pounced on her, the hard cuticle on the inside of her neck that was not very active, and she was able to drive straight into it and cut off the end of its cervical vertebrae. The act of hitting the central nervous system directly caused the terrible monster, which was mortally wounded and could continue to fight, convulsed and fell heavily to the ground-

But Erica's movements weren't over, she first stretched out her legs and lowered her posture to avoid a sledgehammer attack on the left, and then held the middle of the spear in one hand and struck her right side with an accurate shot in the throat that caused the man to fall backwards.

"Bang!!" Compared to the precise and sharp marksmanship of the silver-haired red-card mercenary, the sage's battle looks more open and full of courage. The invincible Kramer easily split the two ghouls that had staggered by, but then he deflected the blade of his sword and even changed his grip, wrapping his left hand around the counterweight ball instead of holding it in a very light force.

"Boom—" Four fireballs shot from the other side, and Henry avoided them in such a small arc that the cloak was burned, and the smell of burning hair filled the air—and the reason why he needed it was soon apparent—the sage was distracted for a moment, and the half-handed sword in front of him struck at his throat again.

"When—" Henry parried it again, then took a big step back.

"The circle is getting smaller and smaller. Erica reminded that both she and Henry's breathing were still steady, but the encirclement was narrowed with each move they didn't have the advantage of numbers.

"Whew—when!" a galloping crossbow was delicately blocked, but then two more ghouls pounced, and the sage easily split them with one sword in one hand, but his two swords, one left and one right, stabbed under the armpit of his raised hand as the door opened wide.

"Qiang Lang - step. Arika flicked a spear from the left, disrupting the tip of her sword's attack, and then pushed the two attackers back with a sideways swing, but as she retreated, the ghouls also approached Horno from the other direction.

"Bang—— huh—" In desperation, Henry threw out his greatsword and slashed the ghoul away, and then he drew the dagger from his waist with one hand and her spare weapon from Erica's waist with the other.

"Remember to give me back. The silver-haired lady said this, and then the two parted again and rushed forward.

"Qiang Lang—dang—" The crossed dagger jammed the blade, and the sage leaned forward, then slipped his arm into the man's arms and slapped the entire sword down.

"Qiang—" The sword fell to the ground.

"Huh-" But another long sword stabbed from one side, and the direction was completely unconcerned about his teammates, if he avoided it, the person in front of him who had already been disarmed would definitely be stabbed.

"......" "Click-" The dagger used for the parry made a notch, but successfully deflected the direction, "Thorn-" The collar of the cloak was picked a huge opening, but this also became an opportunity, Henry decisively abandoned the dagger, and then tore off his cloak and rolled it against the man's sword hilt, and the wrapped weapon could no longer exert its combat effectiveness, while he pulled and kicked and successfully disarmed again.

But that wasn't the end, as the man who had been disarmed pulled out his short sword from his waist and stabbed at him, and without saying a word, Henry stepped back again, throwing his cloak at her head, obscuring her vision, and drawing the sword inside the cloak.

"Ding-dang-" The sage took away the sword she had stabbed from the feint, but another disarmed man rolled and picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground, and suddenly stabbed him from the lower left.

"Click-" A burst of sparks splashed from the belly surface of the breastplate, leaving a deep mark, and Henry twisted his body the moment he was hit by the sword, the man who had not completely lost his strength was disrupted and threw himself forward, the sage stepped on the sword with one foot, and then kicked him in the jaw with the other, causing him to fall again.

"Bang-" Several fireballs shot at him again, and he nimbly dodged them, then slammed his palm into the breastplate of the person in front of him, pushing her several meters away and falling to the ground.

"Whew—" Henry exhaled, and then retreated to Orno's side again with Erica.

"Uh-" The elf's expression turned even paler.

Black bodily fluids began to spread across the ground—but that word might not be accurate, as they were flowing so fast.

In just a few minutes, the slain ghoul was reduced to a dried corpse. The black fluid in their bodies drained as quickly as if it had been absorbed by the earth.

“...... Are you sure you know what you're doing?" the silver-haired, red-carded mercenary glanced at Orno, who nodded palely. "This, pay you back. Then Erica spoke, and threw Kramer back to the sage. Henry let go of his sword and plunged into the dirt, then re-grasped his familiar weapon.

"It's hard. The sage's expression remained calm, but his gray-blue eyes were more focused than ever.

"yes. ”

"Illusion obscuration disturbs cognition and makes people indistinguishable, so I can forget it, in that case, with this elite squad lineup, it can be solved through mental defense and mutual understanding. But just do it,......," Erika said, and where she was facing, Stephen and Adolphus slowly approached with the ghouls with their weapons in hand.

"What did you call this phenomenon in your previous records?" said Erica, frowning.

"The witch's toy. Henry said.

"It's your way of naming names," Erica raised an eyebrow, obviously not complimenting him.

"You can't be a deadly opponent. ”

"Am I supposed to be glad I had the foresight not to bring a whole bunch of people here?"

The mercenary said this, and then flicked the spear in her hand, and the filthy black liquid on it dripped onto the ground and was absorbed by the earth the moment it fell to the ground, and she frowned, and the corner of her eye glanced at Orno again.

Henry's eyes half-narrowed as he watched as the disarmed Mira and Filippo rose up from the ground and slowly approached with Camilo a little farther away.

"How much longer. He looked at Orno, and the elf's body began to show waves of magic that were slightly affected by the air, which was a sign that the mana that had been abundant in the final stage of the large-scale magic casting began to overflow - it was obvious that even as a top magician, she could not do it alone without the slightest magic overflowing when casting such a large magic.

Horno looked this way, and raised a finger with a pale face.

"Understood. ”

"Boom—" The sage was ready, but paused for a split second as he took his steps.

Erika noticed this, and she said with a somewhat serious expression, "Aurora again? ”

"I don't want to fight you. ”

"Hmm. Henry replied softly, then looked up again.

But in a trance, the whole world was no longer the dead woodland of the Bao Forest, but a plain covered with snow, and in the distance there were white towers with bronze bells hanging high.

And Mira's figure, which was approaching in front of her, suddenly became another person.

The man's long black hair swayed gently in the wind and snow, and the red scarf around his neck swayed gently in the wind.

Behind her stood a whole line of knights, all familiar faces to herself.

They were on the ground with large swords in their hands, their expressions solemn.

She lowered her head at first, her hair fluttering in the wind on her forehead with neat bangs, and then slowly opened her eyes as she looked up.

It's just that they weren't the familiar eyes of the past, with tender eyes.

The red eyes on the cold expression emitted a cold light, as if he had been placed above the human race, looking at the world as a creator.

The snow flew, and the knights raised their swords.

Before the name "Sa......" could be fully spoken, Henry closed his mouth tightly.

"Man can fight against fate. ”

"That's what you said. ”

"To be honest, I'm still skeptical. ”

"But I saw something. Henry muttered to himself.

"A stubborn little girl. ”

"It's like a reef in a rapid, no matter how drastic the environment changes, it always maintains itself. ”

"If it's her. ”

"If only she had come. ”

Maybe it might come true. ”

He clenched his sword.

Just like in the past.

"Uhh

But before it could hit the sage, it stopped, and then began to tremble wildly along with its entire body.

"Uh-" Mila crouched down with her head covered in pain, and Henry grabbed her by the collar and threw Miss Loan next to Ornor.

"Take!" Filippo's sword stabbed at where Mira had just been.

"Pick up that sword. The sage spoke, and the white-haired girl, who had not yet fully recovered her senses, did not slow down a minute, and decisively grabbed the sword that belonged to Filippo, and then protected it in front of Orno.

"What the hell is this—why are we killing each other—" She looked left and right, but those eyes had regained their original sparkle.

"Witch, concentrate!" Heng explained everything to her in a short sentence, and then continued.

"It's coming. ”

"What's coming?"

"She. ”

————The wind howled as the ghouls and the manipulated people pulled away and retreated a little more than the periphery.

It was as if the squires were making a way for their king.