The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

Whether it was the fear of close combat caused by the curse of disaster or the subconscious escape caused by her own personality, she needed to give it up.

To become stronger in life is to make up for one's weaknesses.

Ilsa doesn't need to be strong in any one area, she just needs to make up for her shortcomings.

"Will you still want to escape?"

The brown-haired ranger continued to ask.

"will not."

Ilsa couldn't avoid it, so she had to face it.

But when she faced it, she found that there seemed to be nothing wrong in facing it head-on.

This is what is meant by "destruction followed by establishment".

"Have my arrows engraved death into your bones?"

The brown-haired ranger asked the third question.

"Have."

Ilsa has fully experienced what it is to die.

Now she is no longer afraid of death, she has learned how to live with death.

"Very well, it seems I have nothing left to teach you."

The brown-haired ranger looked at Ilsa with satisfaction.

"So this is what you mean by teaching me everything?"

Ilsa felt herself becoming furious.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth."

The brown-haired ranger's expression became very gentle, just like the big sister next door.

"The fear of the curse of disaster, the fear of death, and the avoidance of battle, how to overcome these three points is all I want to teach you."

“You need the courage to go forward without hesitation.”

I hope you won’t be like me, only able to regret after losing something.

"Do you expect me to teach you some skills? That's impossible. You can't learn my skills."

"you...!"

Ilsa felt her anger really coming up.

"Just kidding. When you wake up, you should be able to learn something. Don't be too surprised then."

The brown-haired ranger said as he sat back down by the campfire.

Ilsa felt everything in front of her eyes begin to blur.

She realized that this was when she was about to wake up.

"Did you defeat the Demon King?!"

Ilsa shouted at the brown-haired ranger, trying not to wake up.

"Defeated."

The brown-haired ranger turned his back to Ilsa and raised his hand and shook it.

When Ilsa heard this, she relaxed and immediately woke up from her dream.

The dream began to dissipate as its owner woke up.

The brown-haired ranger stared at the bonfire in front of him.

He didn't care at all about his body disappearing.

The hero defeated the demon king, but the demon king also completed his mission.

After a hundred years of fighting with monsters, the last humans finally met their end.

Chapter 323: Ilsa's Evaluation

"You're awake, how do you feel?"

As soon as Ilsa woke up, she heard Fenya's voice.

"What do you mean?"

Ilsa opened her eyes and looked at Finya who was circling around her head, and asked expressionlessly.

"Of course it's your evaluation of me finding the dream for you~"

Finia fell to the head of Ilsa's bed with a smile.

"My review?"

Ilsa raised her hand and gave Finia a middle finger.

"Is this ok?"

"It looks like you're having a great time in there."

Finia smiled even more happily.

"It's quite pleasant indeed."

Ilsa remained expressionless.

"I mean the me across from you."

"She's already in such a miserable situation, just give her some space."

Finia obviously knew what happened in the dream, otherwise she wouldn't be so happy.

"So you did it on purpose? You deliberately found this possibility to warn me?"

Ilsa sat up in bed.

Although it was just a dream, she is now very tired, both mentally and physically.

But at the same time, she also felt a new power surging in her body.

Although she couldn't detect it, her intuition told her that her talent had been improved.

Not much, but effective.

"Not really. I just found a possibility that best suits you right now."

Finia could have done that, but she didn't.

Dreams are ambiguous.

Therefore, things in dreams cannot be divided too clearly; vagueness is the best state.

If you distinguish too clearly, you will wake up from the dream.

As a dream fairy, Finia only gives choices, not answers.

"Based on what you did just now, there are at least five possibilities that are suitable for you, but she is the one who wants to meet you the most."

"I see...."

Ilsa didn't know whether Finya knew it or not, but she knew very well that the reason why she wanted to see her was actually a struggle and relief.

Struggle and see if she can take a different path from herself.

Liberated, freed from the endless struggle, and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Although the only things she did in her dream were fighting and running away, she actually observed her surroundings carefully.

When she met her opposite, although the place was so dilapidated that almost nothing was left, she still felt a faint sense of familiarity.

That's Maplewood Village.

Of this alone Ilsa was certain.

In other words, this dream is actually a true reflection of the other person's inner thoughts, and it is even very likely to be the end of the other person's possibilities.

That was the most tragic ending that Ilsa absolutely did not want to see.

She said she defeated the devil.

But with that ending, what’s the point of defeating the devil?

The last living soul in Endrol, the soul that cannot be liberated all day long, the endless struggle and killing.

Perhaps for her, dying together with the devil is the best option.

To her, staying alive was just a curse.

"So I will never make the same mistake as her, never!"

"Very good, that's what we need to do. You must have confidence! Keep this confidence, and you will definitely be able to climb to the top of the legend."

Finia nodded her head in satisfaction.

She needed Elsa to have enough confidence, otherwise even she couldn't make Elsa stronger.

For dreams, the gap between belief and disbelief is too big.

If you don't believe it, dreams are just dreams.

Believe that dreams are the creators of miracles.

It all depends on Ilsa herself.

She was just offering a small choice.

Ilsa glanced out the window and it seemed like it would be some time before daybreak.

"I need some sleep."

Ilsa said and glanced at Finia.

"Don't dream. I want to rest."

"I understand, I understand!~"

Finia flew up with a smile.

"Then I'm leaving, you take your time to rest~"

Having said this, Finia disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a faint dreamy color.

"..."

Ilsa lay down again.

She is very tired now and just wants to have a good rest.

She had never thought that dreaming could be so tiring.

......

Ai Lan is a little flustered now.

She remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep.

But why come back to such a place?

Could it be that you are dreaming?

But why was she dreaming about....dragons?

Ai Lan looked at the scales in front of her that looked like a city wall and was shocked.

She actually appeared at the foot of a small hill at the beginning.

Since I really didn’t know what to do, I walked to the top of the hill.

Then she saw from afar a huge monster lying there motionless.

Mustering up her courage, Ai Lan walked towards the direction of the huge monster.

As she got closer, the behemoth became even bigger in her eyes.

By the time she was only a few kilometers away, the other party's size in Ai Lan's eyes had surpassed the mountains and peaks, reaching a level that was difficult to detect.