The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

"can."

Finia flew off Ilsa.

"Go lie down, lest you fall down."

Ilsa lay back on her bed obediently.

Just as Ilsa was about to close her eyes, she suddenly spoke.

"By the way, I remember you said you would give me a gift."

"Oh, that's what happened."

After Ilsa's reminder, Finia also remembered it.

"Can this be considered a gift from me to you?"

Apparently, Finia hadn't prepared a gift yet.

"Of course not!"

Ilsa refused decisively.

"Okay, then I'll give you a guarantee."

Finia said helplessly.

"Guarantee?"

Ilsa didn't quite understand the meaning of this word.

“It means that when you draw a certain number of prizes, you will definitely win the grand prize.”

Finia also obtained this knowledge from some strange dream fragments. Because it is very interesting, she would use it occasionally.

"Wait! Isn't this my dream? Why is it so random?!"

Ilsa screamed with her eyes wide open.

"You don't think you can control your dreams without me, do you? Dreams are very strange things. Even at the Legendary level, it is difficult to control one's dreams. The best they can do is not to dream. Controlling dreams requires talent, and it is obvious that you do not have such a talent."

Finia looked at Ilsa and shook her head.

"Uncontrolled dreams are very messy, and the probability of extracting something that can help you is actually very low. But because this is your first experience, and I said I want to give you a gift, I will help you after you fall asleep and narrow down the range of possibilities to those that will definitely be useful to you."

"...You come on."

Ilsa took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and looked like she was waiting to die. She looked extremely nervous.

"Relax, you're going to sleep, not fight to the death."

As Finia spoke, she flapped her wings a little harder, and some sparkling powder fell on Ilsa's body, and Ilsa gradually relaxed.

Gradually, Ilsa felt a little sleepy.

As the sleepiness grew stronger, Ilsa gradually fell into a dream.

Looking at Ilsa's calm face, Finia fell on the bedside table.

"sweet Dreams."

Finia blessed Ilsa.

......

Ilsa felt that the dream was terrible.

After she fell asleep, she could clearly feel that she was dreaming.

But before she could be happy for two seconds, a large number of monsters appeared and tore her to pieces.

She would not die in the dream, so when she came back to life she immediately started to run away.

But there are monsters everywhere.

Ilsa didn't know why her dreams were full of monsters.

She just kept running away like a rabbit avoiding wolves. She wished she could find a hole in the ground to bury herself, but unfortunately, she couldn't find such a hole.

During her escape, Ilsa saw only some ruins and burnt jungles.

Other than that, Ilsa found nothing.

She didn't even notice any other life besides herself and the monsters. There wasn't even a bug.

Although it was a dream, Ilsa still wanted to complain that the dream was too strange.

And Ilsa even felt tired in her dreams.

I don’t know why I feel tired in my dreams.

Just when Ilsa had no idea how long she had been running and was about to give up, a ray of light fell from the sky.

The dazzling pale light was like a torrent of destruction, instantly wiping out all the monsters on the barren land.

Ilsa watched helplessly as the light quickly affected her, without any ability to resist.

But after a long time, she found that she was not dead.

She wasn't even hurt at all.

Ilsa looked at the empty and desolate land with her mouth wide open in blank amazement.

Ilsa didn’t know how powerful the previous attack was, but it was definitely the strongest attack Ilsa had ever seen.

Maybe I should go check that out.

Such a thought flashed through Ilsa's mind.

She turned and walked towards the direction where the light came from.

The journey was long, but the monsters had all disappeared.

The only thing that would stop Ilsa is boredom.

Because she was gone for a long, long time.

So long that she didn't even know how much time had passed.

Finally, Ilsa saw the person who emitted the light in front of a burning bonfire.

The other person had his back to her.

But that back view made Ilsa feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

When the other person finally turned around, Ilsa realized why she felt both familiar and unfamiliar with this figure.

That's her.

That face, which was much more mature than her, but full of vicissitudes and gloom, looked exactly like her.

Chapter 321 You Don't Want to Know

"..."

When she really saw another possibility of herself, Ilsa didn't know what to say.

Just by looking at the other person's face that was full of stories, Ilsa felt as if she didn't need to ask anything.

"Well, don't ask. There are some things you don't want to know."

The brown-haired ranger stared at Ilsa with her dark blue eyes.

She seemed to know what Ilsa was thinking and spoke according to her thoughts.

"Do you know what kind of existence you are?"

Ilsa asked cautiously with some doubt.

"know."

The brown-haired ranger knew everything the moment he saw Ilsa.

“I’m actually very glad.”

"Lucky?"

Ilsa didn't know why she could say such words. She knew that she was just a false existence, so why would she feel fortunate?

"Since everything about me is fake, then the sadness I experience must also be fake..."

The brown-haired ranger was laughing.

It was a smile with sadness overflowing from the eyes.

"you..."

"Do not ask."

The brown-haired ranger stopped Ilsa from asking questions.

"Don't ask, okay?"

"Well, I don't ask."

Ilsa had actually guessed some of the facts, but she chose to pretend not to know.

"Before you wake up, I will teach you everything I know."

The brown-haired ranger said so.

"That's unlikely, isn't it?"

Although Ilsa's ability to learn things is pretty good, just looking at the powerful attack just now, she knows that the opponent must be very strong, and it is definitely not an existence that can be summarized as gold level or gem level.

Although she had never seen it, Ilsa believed that only a legend could deliver such a blow.

It's impossible to learn everything about a legendary master in just one night, right?

"You can do it because you are me. There is no difference between us. So in theory, you can copy everything I can do."

The brown-haired ranger stared into Ilsa's sky-blue eyes.

She seemed to see the new ranger who stepped out of the village with Lisha.

"Get ready."

The brown-haired ranger said as he took out his own longbow from his back.

It was a weathered longbow, with the paint having fallen off in many places, and the bowstring looked a little loose.

But the brown-haired ranger didn't care. She just stroked the bow and slowly raised the longbow.

"I will train you well before you wake up."

"Gudu..."

Ilsa swallowed, feeling an inexplicable panic in her heart.

But Ilsa did not retreat. She took a deep breath and exhaled, then took out her weapon from behind.

Since it was a dream, all I had to do when I needed weapons was just imagine them.

"If you want to give up halfway, then wake up by yourself. But if you do that, we probably won't meet again."

The brown-haired ranger was never supposed to meet Ilsa.

To Ilsa, there was no way the brown-haired ranger could be a good teacher.

What Ilsa needs most is a talented gold-level person to teach her slowly.

But it was Ilsa who asked Finia for a gift.

Knowing what Elsa wanted, Finia gave Elsa the gift that best met her needs.

Although this meeting of needs refers to Ilsa's ultimate goal, not her current purpose.

"I will not give up!"

Ilsa is not willing to give up this rare opportunity to become stronger.

"bring it on!"

"boom!!!"

The moment she finished her words, Ilsa's upper body was shot off by an arrow from the brown-haired ranger, leaving only her lower body standing there.