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When I first came here, due to my limited vision, I always thought that the Doomsday battlefield was a decisive battle between angels and demons. Many details observed in the peripheral battlefields also confirmed this.

But now, as I go deeper into the battlefield, what do I discover?

It seems... Judging from the postures of these corpses, the manner of death and other clues, it seems that this is not the case.

Now, what I have observed is that angels... demons... dragons... seem to be working together to deal with some terrible existence?

It must be my illusion. I probably don’t have enough vision to see the truth clearly. After all, the [cannon fodder] on the periphery is far more powerful than I was when I was at my peak. What qualifications and abilities does an ant have to analyze and judge the two giants?

Elephant fight?

Putting aside the doubts and shock in my heart, I quickened my pace and continued moving forward. Finally, I saw the mountain of corpses.

The mountain of corpses that I saw when I met Evelina for the first time.

That huge and majestic mountain of corpses, piled up by countless of the most powerful corpses, overlooking the entire doomsday battlefield, gives people the most tragic and tragic atmosphere.

Evelina didn't play any little tricks with me. It was as high as when we first met. It was stuck high on the top of the corpse mountain. Looking up, I didn't know why it gave me an illusion. It seemed that it

It exudes a sad atmosphere, like a vicissitudes of life old man standing on a high place, constantly wandering, looking back, and sighing in this unforgettable vast battlefield.

For a moment, I didn't know how to say the lines I had planned. I opened my mouth several times, but I couldn't pronounce a syllable.

The atmosphere of this meeting was more serious and heavy than I imagined.

"It's too slow." Evelina spoke first, with a neutral voice that could not be distinguished from a man's or a woman's. It was slightly deep. Sure enough, there was no longer the atmosphere of mutual complaints in the past.

"It's not because of your bad taste that you play with those fogs to fool people." I can't complain, and I won't be outdone. I won't take the blame.

"I didn't do it specially. My bad taste is not that vulgar. It's just based on reality... Forget it, you won't understand if I tell you. Just treat it like this. Even so,

It came too slowly."

“I passed by and looked at the scenery, and I had a slightly different feeling than when I first came here.”

"Really? Different perceptions?"

The atmosphere was silent again. Ah, the atmosphere with this Salted Fish Sword had never been so awkward and bad before. He should have said something and complained to the other person to death.

"Are you... afraid?" Suddenly, such a sentence popped out from it inexplicably.

"Huh? What are you afraid of? Such words suddenly came out." My reaction was also a bit inexplicable, much more intense than I expected, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Afraid to come here, afraid to see me."

"Evelina, is there really nothing wrong with your brain? Forget it, what's the point of talking about brains with a sword." I rubbed my temples, shook my head, shrugged and sighed.

"It should be said that I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Don't say you don't know my current state."

"Of course, but it's a pity that he doesn't deserve sympathy."

Ah, once again, the charge of peeping with this salted fish sword has been confirmed. Hey, is it a demon spirit? Can I call the police?

"So, why did you come to the conclusion that I'm afraid of?"

"Because you're afraid of not getting the results you want."

"..."

Is this really the case? Maybe, but even if I am afraid, I must come, I must come to Evelina.

"Because there is no other way besides this, right." As if she had seen through my thoughts, Evelina's cold tone made me feel very unhappy.

"How much garlic did you eat, guy? Your words are particularly offensive."

"You should know it well. It's not that I'm sharp with my words, it's that you have become weak."

"Ah, I have become weak, cowardly, and become even more incompetent. Are you satisfied?" I became a little annoyed, sat down, crossed my legs, crossed my arms, and replied angrily.

Then, he lowered his head in frustration.

"But, what can I do? Does being strong at this time count as being strong?"

"That's why this poor acting is so insufferable." Evelina said coldly without any mercy.

"We are worried about each other, so we are always deceiving ourselves."

"But, you need to know something."

"No matter how strong you are, no matter how hard you cheer up, it won't help. Even if you can change jobs again in a short time and gain the power of an adventurer, so what? You are just a fledgling rookie. Do you think you will change jobs after changing jobs?

Can I regain my lost power immediately?"

"No." I lowered my head, feeling weak.

"Even if you can still improve at a faster speed along the original route, ten years, it will take ten years to return to the original level of strength, it will be enough to give you face."

"Ten years... I've given you too much face." I smiled bitterly.

"In ten years, during this critical period, how big the changes will be. You should be very clear without me explaining it. Instead of expecting you to regain your strength in ten years, it would be better to place your hopes on others, right?"

"Yes, Artoria, Sister Sharna, Carlos Seattle, Little Fox, Tia, Little Ghost, and the inheritors of the Twelve Knights, instead of waiting for a ten-year period with slim chances, it is better to rely on them more

Speculation, they are the real geniuses."

I muttered to myself, reality is so cruel, I understand all this, I understand it very well, but what can I do even if I understand it?

Self-destruction? Self-degradation? Self-decavation?

"So you chose to deceive yourself."

"Yeah, yes, it's not wrong at all to deceive yourself."

"But you have to understand that others are deceiving themselves, believing in you, encouraging you, and thinking that you can bounce back and lead everyone to victory again. This is for your own good, but you are deceiving yourself and trying to make others believe in you and think that you can still stand up.

, to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the savior again and give them illusory hope, but it is harming people."

I raised my head and stared blankly at Evelina, who was aloof and sarcastic: "You mean, since it has become a puddle of mud, you should have the consciousness of a puddle of mud. Don't force others to think that you are still alive."

Can it be turned back into expensive marble and inlaid in a magnificent palace, affecting the beauty?"

"That's basically what it means. Now you are not even qualified to give hope to others."

"It's so cruel."

"Reality is always so cruel."

"Evelina, you too. Although you used to be venomous, you are particularly ruthless today."

"Because I have made up my mind." Evelina seemed to have taken a deep breath, and her tone became more determined: "I indulged you too much in the past, and let you continue to be willful again and again. This time, I will never help you again.

Already."

"..." The brain is severely dizzy as if it is deprived of oxygen. It is completely blank. The mouth is opening and closing. I want to say something, but no word can come out. All thoughts are lost, everything is over, and coldness and despair envelope my whole body.

Has the last glimmer of hope, the slightest bit of light, been firmly blocked?

But, for some reason, he was hesitant or desperate, but he didn’t have any doubts. Maybe he already knew its answer before meeting Evelina?

Perhaps, looking around and procrastinating all the way, I was really... afraid?

Are you just forcing yourself, telling yourself that Evelina is your last hope and you must never give up, causing you to have expectations in your heart that you shouldn't have?

"But...but..." I lowered my head in despair, my upper body swayed, and I fell down, lying on my back on the ground. My black-gray pupils were stained with the lead color of the sky.

"What can I do? Apart from that, what else can I do? I have to come, I have to beg you. Only you can help me and get me out of the predicament I am in. Even if I know you will refuse, I still can't.

Coming..."

"Just like before when you begged me to save your night devil daughter? Crying, shamelessly, and rolling on the ground?"

"If this works for you."

"It won't work. I have made up my mind this time. You must rely on yourself to save yourself."

"Me? Save myself?" I was confused, my pupils drooped slightly, and fell on the condescending Evelina.

"Ah, it's almost time to have enough fun, and the game time should be over."

"Play? Game?" I sat up again and looked at Evelina without blinking. My expression was unexpectedly calm, but my heart was turbulent, full of humiliation and unwillingness.

"Why... you think so, why do you describe it like this?"

"Do you think that I have been living my life in a playful mood, making friends, and marrying the girl I love? I want to protect everyone's mood, and my actions are just playing games?"

"That's not the case. What I mean is that you are living seriously and protecting the people you want to protect in a very willful and wrong way..."

"I don't understand what the definition of willfulness is to you! What kind of mistake is it! What's wrong with me doing this!" I interrupted Evelina's words, and I spoke loudly, getting more and more excited, with eyes like

When I got into the sand, I felt an uncontrollable surge of sadness and became blurred.

"I don't understand what you are talking about! I don't understand who I am! Maybe I once had a great identity!"

"Perhaps, I actually somehow understand what you want to say and what you want me to do."

"But, Evelina..."

"I am Druid Wu Fan now, a member of the Dark Continent and the Alliance. I have many friends, those I love, and my family."

"I want to be with these people. Even if I am destined to be unable to be leisurely and peaceful, and have always been shrouded in the shadow of war and death, I still hope to be able to spend this life with everyone, crying and laughing."
To be continued...