Transformed into a pink fairy, I will make all the players cry with my sword

Time passes quietly in the wind and snow.

Snow Country, a country built on ice and snow, ushered in a severe snowstorm that had not been seen in several months.

Pure white snowflakes poured down from the lead-gray sky, accompanied by a strong wind strong enough to tear through steel, dyeing the entire world into a chaotic white.

The outline of the city became blurred, and there were no pedestrians on the streets. Everyone hid in the warm rooms, waiting for the natural disaster to pass.

The hotel where Shiloh and his group were staying became particularly quiet.

Taking advantage of this sudden snowstorm, Shiloh had a legitimate reason to cancel all his plans to go out and locked himself completely in the room.

Her daily life became extremely regular.

Besides eating, I just sleep.

Besides sleeping, it's eating.

When she was awake occasionally, she would just lie quietly on the bed, with her eyes open, staring at the ceiling motionlessly, not knowing what she was thinking.

This decadent look puzzled Lily and Black Rose who were traveling with him, but they didn't dare to ask too much.

Only Shiloh himself knows what kind of crazy training is hidden under this seemingly lazy appearance.

Every day, when her consciousness sank into the deep sea of ​​sleep, she would be forcibly dragged into the pure white and boundless spiritual realm by an irresistible force.

Then, face the lazy figure that always lies on the lotus bed.

Day after day, a never-ending battle continues.

"too slow."

"Your speed is so fast that even a snail would laugh at you."

"Is this your full strength? That's ridiculous. It's not even enough to tickle me."

"Your authority is pleasure, not marshmallows. Can you be a little aggressive?"

"I really don't understand. With your level, you actually dare to dream of challenging the apocalypse in the future?"

In the spiritual realm, the eternal voice always has that lazy tone.

But every word that came out of her mouth turned into the sharpest knife, mercilessly cutting into Shiloh's self-esteem.

Shiloh charged at her again and again.

Time and time again, she easily defeated him with just a finger or even a look.

The pink flowers of joy condensed into various weapons in her hands: knives, swords, guns, spears...

But no matter how hard she tried, no matter how she squeezed her potential, she could not break through the distance that was so close yet so far away.

Every attack of hers was forcibly broken down into nothingness by a mysterious law just before it touched Eternal's body.

Then, she would be pushed away by a gentle force and fall back to her starting point.

Repeatedly.

Shiloh felt like he was going crazy.

The feeling of powerlessness of being unable to touch the opponent no matter what is more torturous to the mind than the endless cycle of death in the first stage of the trial.

She is not reconciled.

Why?

Why is the gap so big?

Obviously everyone is a fairy!

The fire of unwillingness to give up burned fiercely in her chest. Every time she was knocked down, she would get up faster and attack again with a more ferocious attitude.

Her spirit was tempered and made stronger through repeated failures and humiliations, and her understanding and use of the power of pleasure reached a whole new level.

at last.

After being defeated for who knows how many thousandth or tens of thousands of times.

When Shiloh once again climbed out of the shallow water and prepared to charge, that lazy voice rarely sounded.

She raised her head and saw Eternity on the lotus bed, and changed her posture for the first time.

She sat up.

Although she still looked sleepy, she did sit up.

"All right."

Yongheng yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"The second stage of the trial ends here."

These words made Shilo, who was about to fight to the death, pause.

ended?

Is it over?

She hadn't even been able to touch the other person, and hadn't even been able to make the other person make a real move.

A strong feeling of dissatisfaction, mixed with the frustration of being interrupted, surged into my heart.

"what's next?"

Shiloh asked subconsciously, with an urgency in his tone that he himself hadn't noticed.

She felt the power in her body boiling, and she desperately needed an outlet to vent.

"Next?"

Eternal seemed to find her question amusing, his eyes narrowing slightly beneath those signature dark circles.

"Of course it's actual combat."

"The Spiritual Realm is only a Spiritual Realm after all. Even if you fight me here for ten thousand years, it's better to go out and have a real fight."

"It just so happens that there are fairies in this snow country that are perfect for you to practice with."

Shiloh's heart skipped a beat.

A thought suddenly popped into her mind.

"You mean...Violet?"

"That's it."

A meaningful smile appeared on Yongheng's face.

She didn't continue the topic, but stood up and stretched, revealing her defenseless waistline.

"Okay, this is the content of the third stage of the trial."

"Go find her, and then, at all costs, defeat her."

"It's time to test the results of your training during this period."

Eternal's tone became lazy again, but the words he spoke were full of decisiveness that left no room for questioning.

"Remember, if you can't even defeat that weak goblin..."

"I won't cooperate with you."

"After all, the opponent we are facing is far more terrifying than this."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Shiloh was just about to ask for some specific details about Violet.

She only felt the pure white world in front of her eyes suddenly shake.

next second.

The whole person was kicked out of the spiritual realm by a violent force.

……

Consciousness returns to the body.

Shiloh suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

Outside the window, the snowstorm that had lasted for a week had stopped at some point.

The long-awaited sunshine penetrated the clouds, casting a golden halo on the pure white snow.

The room was very quiet.

Shiloh sat on the bed, silent for a moment, then couldn't help but mutter something in a low voice.

"What's so great about that..."

"Isn't it just about using the power of authority to the fullest extent? I can do that, too."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Done.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The bare feet stepped on the soft carpet without making any sound.

She walked step by step to the bedroom door, reached out and pushed the door open.

in the living room.

Black Rose and Lily were wrestling with each other for the TV remote control. Their postures were extremely indecent, and they had no awareness of being high-ranking members of the cult.

"Give it to me! I want to watch the Snow Country idol drama!"

"Get lost! I want to watch the mecha fighting competition!"

When they heard the door open, they both froze and turned their heads in unison.

Shiloh ignored the awkward expressions on their faces.

Her face returned to its usual calmness, but deep in her pink eyes, a flame called "fighting spirit" burned.

"get ready."

She spoke.

"It's time to start taking action."