"Magical calendar year 2668...or is it 2667? It's been so long that I really can't remember it clearly."
The wind with a strong smell of blood passed by the hillside. The smell that was supposed to be disgusting actually made the blond swordswoman feel comfortable. She spread her arms and enjoyed the wind blowing all over the mountains and the excitement it brought. They fought and shouted on the battlefield, and finally opened their smiling eyes, as if they understood what the frowning Xue Ling Huan Bing was thinking: "Anyway, that was when I had just started the rebellion. Although the Magic Empire was already declining, The building is about to collapse, but the major families and forces within the empire do not have the courage and strength to resist, so few people support me and my subordinates."
"The period of starting a business is often the most difficult period, and I will not be an exception." Having said this, the blond woman lowered her arms and at the same time breathed out her sigh softly: " Because we are single and weak, we do not have the capital to confront the suppressive forces head-on. Fortunately, they are also afraid of the power of blood in my hands. No one is willing to take the initiative to take the task of annihilating us, which gives us a lot of breathing space. Chance."
"The battle line has lasted for a long time in Melt Territory. Although the overall situation is good, we have also suffered a lot of defeats." Facing the bloody wind, the blond swordswoman looked towards the distance down the hillside. There, countless soldiers were engaged in fierce confrontations and killings with magic and swords: "One of the most tragic defeats was probably the siege of Meltra Fortress."
"Is this what we are seeing now?" It seems that the answer has been obtained from the conversation in front of him and the tacit understanding. Xue Ling Huanbing's eyes that have been observing back and forth also freeze at this moment: "But There are no fortresses or sieges here, right?”
"Of course, because we have finished the fight." The blond swordswoman responded to Xueling Huanbing with a matter-of-fact look: "Strategically, there was a mistake in decision-making, and tactically, it did not pose any threat to the fortress. It’s natural not to win, and in the end you can only swallow the bitter pill of failure.”
"But the key to the problem is never during the frontal battle. The problem will always appear after that." "The blond woman who said this pointed to the bottom of the hillside again: "The army was shattered and retreated in an unorganized manner. My troops suffered heavy losses on the way out of Melt Territory. Those who escaped, those who were injured, those who were abandoned, and those who were disappointed. Those who leave...what do you call it in the words of adventurers? If people's hearts are broken, the team will be unsustainable."
"...But you survived in the end, otherwise there would have been no Emperor Frey in the future." Xueling Huanbing, who was silent for a moment, finally replied in a low voice: "Only the one who laughs at the end can be considered the winner. .”
"Just call me Frey. The name Emperor Frey always sounds weird." The blonde swordswoman shook her head and laughed: "And even if I am the final winner, this battle will be indelible in my life. A stain on my life, a past and tragedy that I cannot look back on. After all, my lover died in this battle, and this result is irreversible."
"Your lover!?" As if hearing some important information, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes lit up and she subconsciously raised her voice: "How is that possible? You, you're not—"
"Of course I have heirs and descendants, but that happened later." As if she didn't want to mention this topic, Fleur's words that she wanted to brush off seemed a bit cold at this moment: "I also had a lover during this period. He is very supportive of my actions, my ideas, my ambition and determination to overthrow the Magic Empire, and he is a person worthy of trust and trust."
"His name is... is... alas." Pressing her forehead, the blond female swordsman showed a troubled expression for the first time since she appeared on the hillside: "Time is indeed something that no one can resist. I have forgotten the weapon and even his name.”
"The time you have experienced has far exceeded the scope of normal human beings. It is normal for memory loss-even soul loss-to occur." Said this sentence with a nonchalant expression, Xue Ling Huan Bing But he lowered his head and took off a ring set with a dark red rose from his fingers: "But there are some clues on me: Do you still remember this ring?"
"……this
yes? "
After taking the ring from the other party's hand, Fleur's eyes trembled obviously: "This...where did you find it?"
"The Royal Treasure House of the Fleur Empire—this answer probably won't be of much help to you, so I'll just say it anyway." Xue Ling Huan Bing silently replied: "Since this period of time, I have been following your breath, looking for you. Your relics, I hope to gain strength from those scattered relics that retain your powerful aura, and this ring is one of them."
"It's so nostalgic." Holding the delicate and beautiful ring in her hand, Fleur closed her eyes for a while before slowly uttering her sigh: "It's a pity that it's probably only on such occasions that I It’s a chance to get in touch with these things again.”
"I still have many questions to ask, such as 'Where are your relics, why do you abandon your relics all over the world, and why do you set foot in every corner of the world?" "Xue Ling Huan Bing interrupted the other party's thoughts with a cold voice: "But now is obviously not the time to inquire about these things. We have to find a way to leave."
"...According to my experience, there are generally several ways to crack this 'alien world'. "
Seemingly recovering from the same sense of loss, the blond female swordsman reopened her eyes that had regained her composure: "Break with brute force - this move should be the most difficult one for you now. But it’s not impossible to give it a try; find the ‘core’ of the alien world, which is what you adventurers often refer to as the ‘eye of formation’. Once that core is destroyed, the alien world will often collapse on its own.”
"The last common method is to follow the rules." The blonde swordswoman paused obviously, and then she turned her gaze back to Xue Ling Huan Bing: "This is also created by the alien world. Purpose, it hopes to use such means to "embarrass" every intruder, either being trapped forever, or solving its problems and getting out of the inner dilemma. "
"You seem to be more inclined to the third type." Xue Ling Huan Bing took over the other party's words again: "Is it because these past events presented in front of you make you nostalgic?"
"——No, I won't abide by the rules." The blond swordswoman raised her arms: "I have never been a person who likes to abide by the rules. I have been forced to go through unbearable past events, and I am often a weak person. It’s a choice that can only be made, and the most important point is——”
"The dead are not supposed to dream."
A huge roar burst out from the air above the hillside, forming a line of bloody sword energy along the blond woman's fallen arm. The thick and unruly sword energy seemed to be about to suck up all the blood flowing around the battlefield up and down the hillside. The layers of blood-colored energy that rolled upwards and rotated like huge nebula spiral arms, gradually getting mixed with the cracking edge of space: "Just let me, the dead, rest quietly for a while."
"Don't bother me again."
The huge blood-colored nebula rolled up the monstrous sword energy, and instantly swept every corner that Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice could see. They rolled over the hillside, across the sky and the earth, and tore through the blood-colored background space. Finally, it was like a curtain. After being forcibly torn off, it was like a movie theater where you couldn't see your fingers, crushing the whole world into fragmented black. Witnessing the process of everything disappearing and becoming silent, Xueling Huanbing, who was finally alone in the center of the darkness, did not say a word for a long time. She looked at the ring that was blooming with blood-colored brilliance and returned to her fingers, and finally As if talking to himself, he asked: "Is this the self-esteem of a deceased person?"
"I know what this scene in front of me wants to lead me to, because this is just a false dream after all." A voice in my heart replied: "I will not be resurrected, and my lover will not be resurrected in my heart. , the more you insist on achieving some unattainable wish, the worse the result will be, isn't it?"
"But you still exist in my heart." Xue Ling Huan Bing muttered in a low voice: "Your existence cannot be described by the word 'rest in peace', and your obsession is obvious. "
"This is different. I am just a remnant pieced together by these relics you collected. It is 'forced'
uot;reborn. "The voice replied with a sneer: "If I didn't even have this self-awareness, I wouldn't be your shield now. Instead, I would have been trapped in a crazy illusion just like you back then."
"..."
"Don't be sad about it, you should be proud of it."
As if she sensed something from the silence that Xue Ling Huan Bing fell into again, the same voice as the previous blonde woman became a bit softer: "Only by being selected and tested can you become stronger through repeated tempering. If you want to become the ideal image in your mind, talent and strength alone are not enough, you also need a firm and unwavering will."
"My will has not been destroyed after thousands of years. Naturally, I cannot be easily trapped by that little 'alien world' just now. As my successor, you should also have the same will." It's like teaching. It seemed to be persuading. The voice seemed proud and confident, but also gentle and low: "If you are your friend, your lover, and everything you cherish is reappeared in an illusion, will you have enough willpower to distinguish the 'reality' from it?" , so as to make the most correct choice? "
"I--"
First, he fell into thinking because of the other party's question. Then, Xue Ling Huan Bing suddenly raised his head and looked around as if he remembered something: "By the way, Duan Qing! Where is he now?"
"Don't worry, those two people are stronger and more spiritual than you. Since I can protect you from that illusion, there must be nothing wrong with them." The voice in his heart once again let out a pleasant chuckle. : "It's just...'Alternate World' is indeed one person and one world. How to travel from one fantasy world to another fantasy world-well. "
"Maybe you can give it a try."
The buzzing sound rang in Xue Ling Huan Bing's ears. The white-haired woman, who was still patrolling the darkness around her, felt her hands sink. She lowered her head and saw that the familiar Luoyang sword was already in her right palm. Palm: "Come on, this power is already the most suitable power to solve this situation."
"...Where should I cut?"
"Just like before, follow your heart."
Faced with Xue Ling Huan Bing's confusion, Fleur replied with a smile in her voice: "You have an advantage that no one else has, and it's time to take advantage of it."
"..."
Slowly closing her eyes, the breathing of Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was no longer speaking, also gradually slowed down. In the extremely dark world, only the long sword in her hand flashed with red light, and the light also followed. It became brighter and brighter as time passed, and finally turned into a dark red color that almost occupied the entire space: "——There!"
It was almost the same as the sword thrown by the blonde woman before. The wild and rough sword energy swept through every corner of this unknown space with her loud shout, and the roar that shook the world and tore the entire The screams of the world also continued to hit the invisible edge of space as this violent sword energy collided in all directions, and finally turned into the same crisp sound after shattering glass. The characteristic whimpering sound when strong wind blew through the wind tunnel then appeared in front of Xueling Huanbing. The strong suction force of the reverse wind also pulled her body involuntarily. She raised her arms to protect herself subconsciously and then just Feeling a cold feeling in front of him, the light and fluttering feeling that was originally powerless was captured by a strong gravity: "It seems——"
"We've found the right place."
The green bamboo forest, the mountains covered by the bamboo forest, and the green ocean swaying in the wind then spread to the invisible end of the field of vision under the eyes of Xueling Huanbing, and the tinkling gurgling stream was also mixed with the reflected blue light. It flows between mountains and bamboo forests. Realizing that she was high in the sky above this beautiful natural landscape, Xueling Huanbing, regardless of the cold wind, opened her arms and began to slow down her descent. Giant stone pillars that towered into the sky also landed with her. As you get closer, it becomes clear in this lush greenery. In the process, the tiny lines connecting the stone pillars are also enlarged into interconnected bridge cables: "...Whose fake is this? Where is the dream?"
"Yo? I didn't expect it to be you."
A very familiar voice then sounded next to him
At the top of a stone peak, Xue Ling Huan Bing turned around and saw Duan Qing, who was sitting there cross-legged, opening his eyes at this time and looking at himself, the visitor who fell from the sky, with an incomprehensible look: "I thought It will be Violet who comes to me first... Ahem, this is really shameless."
"It seems that I am the weakest among the three of us."
