Longevity Story

But you want to hide it from me, and you think that it is good for me to hide it from me, and you want someone to guard the secret, isolate everyone else from the secret, and prefer to bear the sin alone... …

Are you, you magicians, always so self-righteous? ! —"

Selekia was a little choked up because of the fluctuating voice in her heart.

At the end of the day, amazing fluctuations have appeared in her body, making the burden of this world that is about to collapse even heavier.

"Look, this is the generation gap between warrior-type professionals and magic-type professionals, you will always be incomprehensible~...Ouch,"

Xing Ke was just about to give a schadenfreude explanation. Unexpectedly, Selekiya slashed over without saying a word, instantly destroying Xing Ke's parasol and happy chair——

"Xing Ke, you give me enough time.

I am very anxious now, and I may not have a rational judgment to judge whether there is a gap in strength between myself and my opponent.

I also don't want myself to need to think about being patient in order to save my life...

cut you off?Box fine! ~”

Selekia smiled arrogantly, looking up at Xing Ke, who had dodged her own blow, as if condescending.

She knows that she can't beat Xingke, she knows Xingke's inherently bad character, and she also knows that she owes Xingke's favor - it's okay to let Xingke and endure Xingke, just treat it as The elders and children at home are just ignorant.

However, another characteristic of the warrior system is that sometimes there is no way to maintain rationality.

Sometimes a tendon in the head is broken, and even a first-level trumpet will risk everything in minutes to raise a butcher’s knife towards a hundred-level dragon.

"...Okay, I'll shut up."

Xing Ke guarantees that he is definitely not a coward.He was preparing to sit quietly on the side, while secretly observing two big plays.

In this way, at most, it makes him feel like a superfluous person.

—・—・—・—

After solving the trouble of a bad guy, Selekia turned her attention to Meteora.

"Don't you want to say it yet?"

"...Do you really want me to tell the so-called truth?" Meteora still looked calm, but there was more helplessness in her tone.

"I don't want to! ~ I don't want to listen to your reasons, anyway, there are ten real reasons. Ninety-nine times it is really for me, okay?

I know, I know it all.I may not be as smart as you are, but that's what my perception tells me.

I'm really afraid that I can't help but forgive you just for one reason! —"

Without warning, Selekia raised her hand and slashed towards Meteora with a sword.

However, Meteora was unmoved and floated calmly in the same place, watching the sword light slash across her side to the distant sky.

At the end of the sentence, Selekia, who seemed a little hysterical, seemed to have calmed down a lot after cutting off this sword, as if cutting off her tangled self.

When she raised her head again, took a deep breath, and faced Meteora again, she was no longer confused:

"But, Meteora, I don't want to hear it, that doesn't mean you don't have to.

Don't you think it's very unfair to let me show such an outrageous ugliness by myself, and I'm the only one who said so many humiliating words in my heart? "

However, looking at Selekia like this, Meteora's expression softened for some reason—

Selekia did not become depressed because of the sudden blow, nor did she become hysterical due to hatred swallowing her reason, nor did she escape from reality and bury everything in her heart.

She chose the most painful and clumsy confrontation, and she is now ready to accept the truth.

She is the real her now, and whether she is impulsive or rational, it is her most real choice.

In this way, after she knew the truth, whether she chose to break with herself on the spot, never die, or something else, Meteora felt that she could accept it.

Meteora no longer needs to hold—[she hated me because I kept it a secret, and she would have forgiven me if she knew the truth] such an uncertain fantasy as a psychological support.

——Even for her, the crime of betraying a friend is not easy.

The person who chooses to keep a secret is not only Selekia, but herself as well.

However, it is no longer needed.

Meteora said easily: "Selekia, you are right, I should tell you the boring truth..."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you." Selekia seemed to remember something and interrupted:

"Whatever the truth you tell me, you're going to have a duel with me in a moment.

I have long been unhappy with your secrecy and self-sacrifice, and I want to teach you a lesson.

Then, we can sit down and settle the account this time.

You won't refuse, will you? "

"...I am very happy." Meteora was slightly startled and nodded in agreement.

971. The end of one story is the beginning of another...

On the seventh day, the end is coming.

The stars last night were almost gone.

The newly born sun, the light is less than one-twelfth of the original, and it is full of black cracks.

The plain where Zanjin was located was full of scars left by the Invincible Sword and the remains of the God of Doom.

The gray-green ferocious monster was already dying, and had no strength to fight to the death.

He couldn't do anything now, save for the occasional death cry from his weird mouthparts.

On the other hand, looking at his opponent, Zanjin looked at least unscathed on the surface.

In addition to being embarrassed, Zan Shen's spirit was unprecedentedly high.

It seems that there is no limit to the magic power pouring out from the depths of his soul, as if the more he is injured and the more he squeezes himself, the more his strength will rise.

The more setbacks, the more courageous, the death breakthrough, the potential overdraft, the memory full of blood, the smoke but no injuries, the light scratches - and so on, he seems to have experienced all these in one day, making him a real life. [Hero].

It is precisely because of this that after a great war, he can maintain a strange but desolate demeanor, forming a sad picture together with the newborn Chaoyang.

- This is CG recycling.

"ended……"

Insert the invincible sword in his hand into the body of the final choice under his feet, cut off his last breath, and give him the last mercy.

Zhan Shen stood on this as a support, looking at the distant horizon as if from a lifetime.

"Sorry, everyone...

It is rare that you have continued your life for me through hardships, but I have not lived as well as you wished.

It's really bad..."

Zan Shen muttered to himself, who was speaking to someone in the distance.

Only a wisp of dust-filled wind blowing in front of him seemed to be responding to him, messing up his bright green hair.

Zhan Shen, who had completed the "Zhan Shen" obsession, seemed to lose his strength and fell back straight.

He wanted to do this for a hundred times, waiting for the end of this world with peace of mind.

but……

With a sound of [slap—], someone slapped him on the back, waking him ferociously.

"Hey~ cheer up, young man, don't lie down, you won't forget what you promised me?"

"Uh, Lady Selekia... Of course I dare not forget."

Zanjin felt the strange pain behind his back, and turned his head to see Selekia with a warm smile.

——This lady has a special attacking skill. No matter what kind of strong person she faces, she can make the opponent feel just unbearable pain without being injured.

"Ms. Selekia...Did you deliberately make that agreement because you saw through something long ago?" Zan Shen hesitated, and finally asked.

Because when Selekia promised him to back up his "revenge plan", the "exchange conditions" proposed were too deliberate——

[At the same moment when you complete your revenge, I will have a one-on-one duel with Meteora, and you will be the witness and referee of the duel between Meteora and Meteora, until the duel is decided. 】

——This request made Zanjin very clearly feel the opponent's will to pull him.

Originally, according to the normal script, he should go with him after killing the "God of Doom", which is considered to be dead together.

But because of such a promise, he can't die now.

That agreement exists entirely to interrupt the continuity of the plot.

"Well, I admit that I want to give you a hand." Selekiya spread her hands and smiled:

"There will be an illusion of [perfect merit] at the same moment of completing the revenge.

I have seen many people give up finding meaning in life at this moment and choose death as a relief. "

"...That's it, it's not your fault." Zhan Shen smiled bitterly, he had already been seen through.

"But don't get me wrong, kid. I'm just giving you a hand, and I'll give you something to do when you're most in danger.

I originally planned to find a place where I could let go of my hands and feet to have a showdown with Meteora, and I really needed a reliable witness.

As for you, how you decide to treat your own life in the end is your own decision, and no one is qualified to make irresponsible remarks. "

"...Thank you for making you worry."

Zhan Shen smiled, as if he no longer had any gloomy smile in his heart, then turned his eyes to Meteora, and continued:

"Thank you too, Your Excellency Estreich."

"It doesn't matter, you are also the [Hero] of the courtyard of the dead anyway, and it is also the [Hero] privilege to get everyone around you into trouble." Meteora said calmly.

Then, Selekia waved her hands helplessly and said:

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get started!"

Saying that, he drew his favorite one-handed sword from his waist.Taking a few steps back, he let go of his aura, and his eyes became sharp.

Meteora quietly opened the Book of Miles in her hand, and a large number of magical weapons were manifested behind her.

——This time, she doesn't plan to delay the time by not fighting back, which is actually very rude.