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Chapter 119: Will you never walk alone?

 Olvera's figure landed lightly, bending her knees slightly to relieve the force of the fall. After standing up, she pulled her wrist, and each golden thread that formed the web of the world was quickly separated, and then converged and returned along the trajectory of the web.

Like a sacred giant snake migrating, it regroups at the owner's side. The brass pendulum at the end hangs on the princess's head, swinging from side to side, as if counting the moments before the end of fate.

The pale skeletal tree screamed miserably and began to tremble violently from the roots. The roots, trunk, branches... all turned into lead-colored fly ash after being burned by the fire, blowing away in the wind, and shaking off the raindrops all over the sky.

Blocking out the sky and the sun, it once blocked the travelers' sight, and they could not see the central area where the gray rain was surging and swirling. What a miserable scene it was.

In the past few minutes, the heavy rain gradually subsided, but the chill that had already eroded into the bone marrow would not fade away. This reminded Olvera of the day she watched the rain in the palace, which was fragrant all year round.

However, the violet petals withered and fell one after another in the rain, as if to illustrate that there is something greater than life, death and prosperity in the world.

The princess still hasn’t figured out what that thing is.

She turned around and looked at the thin scene as the rain faded with complicated eyes. The tall and tall pale bone tree had merged into the pattering rain. What was left in place at this time was still a tree, but

It is a very ordinary tree, just like the ancient trees in the courtyard she saw when she was a child.

Maybe it was an oak tree, maybe an elm tree, or maybe it was the sour pear tree where she once climbed its branches to pick the fruits... Time had passed so long that Olvera had almost forgotten it.

Under the tree stood a beautiful and elegant woman. She smiled slightly and stretched out her hand to the princess. Was she inviting her, or did she want to share past memories together? Olvera hesitated for a while and did not respond, but the figure of the other party suddenly appeared.

Twisted, like the surface of a lake rippled by waves, the ripples floated for a short time and disappeared in an instant, leaving the princess stunned for a moment.

It turned out to be an illusion.

What is in the mirror is an illusion, what is in the eyes is also an illusion; everything in the past is an illusion, only the present is real enough.

[Tough Memory: When holding the item "Reverberation of Will", the duration of seeing through and counterattacking is permanently extended by 100%.]

Olvera put away her weapon, walked silently to the tree, and picked up the props dropped by the boss from where the woman disappeared.

[Proof of Hero], [Key to the Corridor to the Next Floor], [Magic Orb - Movement Chant], [Ability Orb - Use Sword as Shield], [Ashes of the Afterglow] x8, and leaf-shaped ones

The golden crystal is as beautiful as amber——

[Reverberation of Will: The will that once stirred in the heart will still have endless echoes after it calms down, telling the story of the holder saying goodbye to the past and firmly welcoming the hope of the future. Place it in the toolbar to activate it

In addition to the corresponding status, there may be unexpected functions that need to be discovered by the holder.]

"Say goodbye to the past and welcome the future..."

Olvera whispered, as if talking to herself or talking to someone.

It was quiet in my mind, and none of my companions spoke, perhaps because they didn’t know what to say at this time.

However, the princess recovered quickly. She put all the exploded props into the prop inventory, then raised the lantern and walked to the tree, gently bringing the candle flame closer.

The tree was withered and lifeless, as if it had died many years ago, and Ovela had given it new power. As a result, the golden sacred flame clung to the trunk, licking the twisted roots downwards and upwards.

The burning forked branches soon ignited the entire tree, turning it into a new source of fire, releasing endless light, lighting up the space where it was located, and then extending to the corridor outside the space, everything

They are all shrouded in a warm atmosphere, which is both bright and warm.

Olivia looked around and realized that this was a garden, but there were broken branches and leaves everywhere. The wooden fence at the edge of the garden was entangled with long-dead morning glory vines; in the black soil under her feet, a large group of ants drowned.

Grasshoppers and ants; scattered petals decay among them, and in the dust particles, the humus is as heavy and sticky as a swamp.

If the garden from the past had been preserved until now, it would probably look like this, right?

Time does not make memories exactly the same.

Ovela chose [Rest] at the fire source to fully restore her HP and the burning time of the remaining fire source. Then she selected [Awaken], and she saw the fire soaring into the sky and turning into a heavy rotating vortex, with a beam of light in the vortex.

The fall is no longer a random result this time, because this is the only weapon that has not yet been awakened.

[You awakened the weapon used by the legendary heroes Medien & Shemi: the Holy Staff-Star Key.]

Unlike the previous two awakenings, the awakening of this weapon did not unlock any new mechanism for Olvera, only a simple prompt. The end was in the shape of a star, and a staff about half a person's height emerged from the broken light pillar.

Floating down, it slowly landed in Olvera's palm, as light as a feather, without feeling any weight.

I don’t know why, but this pink staff always makes the princess feel that it should not be a weapon, but a little girl’s toy.

There are two more companions in the team: a girl named Metien and a goblin named Shemi.

At the same time, a dagger named [Grass Catastrophe] quietly appeared in the most remote corner of the prop bar, and at this time, no one noticed its existence.

Alice greeted warmly: "Hey, Meridian, you're finally here! I've waited a long time for you. If you don't join the team, the game will be cleared. Oh, and remember to comfort Ringer, he just

I didn’t see you, and I was so anxious that I almost cried..."

"Shut up."

"Oh."

I was reprimanded after talking nonsense.

Metien, who had just been awakened and still confused about his status, let out a slightly embarrassed laugh: "Ha, ha, ha, that's it..."

Sister Alice is still as cheerful and optimistic as ever - this is a complimentary description, right?

An unhappy voice broke in: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm here too! Why did you only mention Metien!"

"Huh!?" Alice said, pretending to be surprised: "Who are you?"

"I am Xie Mi, you bastard! How long has it been since you forgot about me? Are your memories like the water plants at the bottom of the river? If you do this again next time, be careful I bite you!"

"I'm so scared, that's weird." Alice said disdainfully: "Of course I know you are Xie Mi, but the order of greetings is based on favorability. Your favorability with me is not as high as that of Metien, so I

Is there anything wrong with saying hello to Metien first?"

"Hmm!"

It sounds like nothing is wrong.

Alice followed the temptation again: "If you were in my shoes, you would say hello to Metien first, right?"

"This!"

Xie Mi was shocked because she found...it seemed to be true.

Could it be that, in fact, Alice was not at fault, but she was making trouble unreasonably?

The inexperienced little fairy fell into deep thinking.

Alice, who could only find her sense of intellectual superiority, was very proud.

Caught in a dilemma, Metien couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Saint Xalia asked: "Are they quarreling?"

Ringer turned a blind eye and replied calmly: "Just get used to it."

"We didn't quarrel, we were just exchanging opinions!"

"Medien...if I were Alice...I would be Médien, no...I would be Semi?"

"Linge, why have you been silent? Did you make Sister Xiaoxia angry when I was away?"

"...No."

"Yes, Ringer is very gentle and always cares about me."

"Is it true, Ringer!? Your relationship with sister Xiaoxia...has improved?"

"Wrong, this is called an increase in favorability. And with Ringer's temperament, others should be the ones to improve his favorability, not him to increase others' favorability."

"Shut up."

"Alice cares about me too."

"Alice, Metien, Xemmi... I am Xemmi... I will say hello to Meidien first... That's right..."

My head is in chaos.

So noisy.

Everyone said a word, and Olvera's mind was turned into a mess. It made her feel like she was in the middle of a busy street, with people's voices everywhere, noisily squeezing through her eardrums and clashing with each other.

Mind.

This was a feeling she had never felt before, because in fact, she didn't know what the lively streets looked like. The curse - or the most serious stage of the disease, she couldn't even leave her room.
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Living in a closed space since she was a child, the princess prematurely lost her understanding of the normal world and could only rely on descriptions in books to imagine.

Lively, noisy, quarrels, ridicule, discussions, jokes... are all words that are far away from her.

It is only now that I have been in it and truly become a part of the world.

Therefore, she does not hate everyone talking lively in her mind, on the contrary, she likes it very much. Even the vague sadness accumulated in the previous battle gradually dissipated along with those noisy words.<

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Fight, defeat powerful enemies, and then hear the voice of your companions... This is what is called a new encounter, right?

The corner of the princess's mouth curled up slightly, and she gently selected the last option in the fire source [Chat]. As a result, the figures of her companions were outlined by the flames, and emerged one after another, no longer just in the form of sounds, but actually

In fact, he appeared beside her.

During the long journey, you may occasionally feel tired and tired. At this time, you might as well stop and take a break, get warm comfort from the words and eyes of your companions, and then you will know that in the dark world,

You never walk alone.

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