The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

"Hey, don't get straight to the point so quickly."

Finia fell on Ilsa's shoulders, and Ilsa didn't feel any weight.

"I'm going to find Sister Olivia."

Ilsa said as she was about to stand up.

"Wait a moment!"

Finia stopped Ilsa with a bored look on her face.

"You're so boring."

"Didn't you just say that I'm much more interesting than Lisha?"

Ilsa asked Finia with narrowed eyes.

"No, I'm not talking about your boring personality, but your existence is very interesting."

Finia explained to Ilsa.

"What's so interesting about my existence?"

Ilsa seemed to have thought of something and her expression turned gloomy.

It was obvious that Finia's words touched some wounds in Ilsa's heart.

"You need the strength to catch up to her, right?"

However, Finia had no intention of answering Elsa. It was obvious that she just wanted to see Elsa's anxious look.

But Ilsa knew what a bad-tempered person Fenya was, so she just stared at her with an expressionless face.

"You can advance to the Gold Rank. I can guarantee that."

Finia's tone suddenly became serious.

"But what about the Gem Tier? What about the Legendary Tier? Can you do that?"

"I do not know."

Although Ilsa said she didn't know, she actually already had the answer in her heart.

She can't.

She is not a super genius, nor a freak with extraordinary talents, or is he going to pray for that one in a billion miracle?

The members of Lisha's team are all full of dreams, and they do have the possibility of realizing their dreams.

Except for one person.

That was Ilsa.

Ilsa is very realistic, so realistic and self-aware that she cannot even have a dream in her heart.

Following in Lisha's footsteps was not a dream, but a goal that she would achieve even at any cost.

Improving strength is just a means to achieve this goal.

If Lisha hadn't wanted to be an adventurer, then Ilsa wouldn't have become an adventurer either.

If Lisha opened a small shop in the village, she would become a clerk who helped with stocking.

This was Ilsa, and after that day, she was Lisha’s shadow.

"You say you don't know, but you already have the answer in your heart, right?"

The ancient goblin who had seen too many dreams and knew people's hearts was chuckling.

"I have a very powerful road here, do you want to try it?"

"The path of the Golden Stage cannot be influenced too much by outsiders,"

Ilsa looked at me as if to say, "Don't you even know this?"

"Of course I know, but the path I'm talking about won't be like this. I won't affect you at all. Only you can affect yourself."

Finia laughed happily, like a child who had succeeded in a prank.

"..."

Some words, once spoken, will affect others.

It was obvious that Ilsa had been affected.

She looked at Finia flying in front of her and realized that she might have walked into a trap.

An absolute conspiracy, a super conspiracy that would make her fall into it if she listened to it.

"What do you think dreams are?"

Finia asked Ilsa.

"illusory."

Ilsa answered without hesitation.

Except for that period of time, she seldom dreamed.

"Unreal, a good answer, but not accurate enough."

Finia raised her little hand and pointed at herself.

"Do you think I am a real life?"

"...I'm not sure."

Ilsa has trouble defining Finia's reality.

If dreams are illusions, then what kind of existence are the dream fairies born from illusions?

"I was born from a dream. When the dream ceases to exist, I will also disappear and become someone who has never existed."

Finia laughed.

"But what doesn't dream?"

"Humans dream, orcs dream, elves dream, and dwarves dream."

"Giants and dragons, mermen and nagas, all dream."

"Even the golems, who are said to have no emotions, can dream, and their dreams are quite interesting."

"Even if he is the devil, do you think he won't dream?"

"Some scholars have said that dreams are a continuation of reality, and some philosophers have said that dreams are a reflection of reality. But in my opinion, everything should be the other way around. Reality is a continuation of dreams, and reality is a reflection of dreams."

"Have you ever dreamed of a different version of yourself?"

"Aren't you curious about what kind of life you would have had if you had made different choices?"

"That's just a dream, not reality."

Ilsa's brows were tightly furrowed, and she was in deep thought.

Didn't she have dreams like that?

Of course I did.

She had dreamed countless times that everyone in the village, including herself, was engulfed by the fire. She had also dreamed that the fire was discovered at the beginning and everyone escaped in the end, and she and Lisha's parents survived.

But every time she woke up, the only emotions she had left were shock and regret.

“If you were a genius, do you think you would still be troubled by not being able to keep up with Lisha?”

Finia asked Ilsa, blinking her beautiful big eyes.

"Of course not, but it would be meaningless."

Ilsa waved her hand irritably.

She hates the so-called ifs the most.

There are too many ifs in life, but who can know whether those ifs will really make you live a better life?

If Ilsa were given a chance to go back to the past, she would probably give it up after much hesitation.

It's not because it might be a scam, but because she has no idea if she can save her family and Lisha's parents if she really goes back to the past.

Will her going back in time lead to worse consequences?

For example, Lisha also died in that fire.

For Ilsa, who already regarded Lisha as the light of her life, she didn't dare to gamble on such a possibility, even if the probability was very small.

She couldn’t bear the consequence of losing Lisha, the only light in her life.

"What if I said I could let you have this if?"

Finia's words made Ilsa's eyes suddenly widen.

Chapter 320: Preview Experience

"You mean this road?!"

Ilsa thought of what Finia had just said and her heart was beating fast.

"Ilsa, you know what? Children love to fantasize. Their dreams are the most interesting, full of wild imagination and bizarre absurdity."

Finia was spinning in the air by herself.

"In dreams, they can be allies of justice, swordsmen who split the sea with one sword, or even giant monsters that wreak destruction everywhere. There are no limits in dreams. What limits dreams is the imagination of living beings."

"So, in your dream, you are a super genius, even a genius beyond Lina. What's impossible? After all, dreams can contain anything."

"But that's just a dream. What I need is real power."

Ilsa wanted to hear Finia's explanation.

She had a feeling that Finia's next words might overturn her worldview.

"For the road, what is the difference between dreams and reality?"

Finia smiled and rested her arm around Ilsa's left shoulder again.

"You just need a path that leads you directly to the legend. Does it matter whether it's true or not? Even if it's false, as long as it can lead you directly to the legend, then it's true~"

Finia's whisper made Ilsa's heart completely unsettled.

She could even feel her heart beating violently.

"why me?"

Ilsa didn't understand.

Why her.

"Didn't I say that? Your existence is very interesting~"

Finia sat on Ilsa's shoulders and kicked her little feet.

"And I just need someone to prove it to me."

"Prove what?"

Ilsa asked subconsciously.

"Prove where the boundary between dreams and reality lies."

Finia's little feet stopped shaking.

"I can let you experience it first, and then you can tell me whether you want to continue."

"..."

Ilsa was in a dilemma.

It has to be said that she was really persuaded by Finia.

Especially when Finia mentioned the direct access to the legend, she knew it would be difficult to refuse.

"Is now okay?"

Ilsa finally decided to accept it.

Because she needs this strength.