When the last dog-shaped black magic shadow was smashed to pieces in front of the cross sword in Ulysses's hand, the sun had completely fallen on the other side of the horizon. Below the ancient city wall was only him and more than a dozen gray-black marks.

"It's over?" Ulysses looked at the corner with some uncertainty, always feeling that another huge black beast would rush out from there in the next moment.

However, he was no longer afraid of such a monster when he held the Cross Holy Sword. On the premise of being able to see the monster's movements clearly, he could achieve the effect of killing one blow by induced the power in the Cross Holy Sword.

Although not every time he hits accurately, he has already been invincible under the premise of good defense.

No new black beast came out of that corner. After experiencing a cruel battle, the ancient city wall returned to its original peace.

The red lines that could be seen vaguely in the sky continued to cross and interlaced, and finally formed an extremely huge magic circle, and a ray of light fell on Ulysses.

Then, when Ulysses blinked, he saw the familiar view of the promenade.

The ancient murals, exquisitely carved lighting with magic lamps, and the warm evening breeze of summer, are the top view of the Hailar Hotel.

Turning around, he saw the door that had just been closed, which was the room of the "Golden Princess", where he had just walked out.

"Dream?" Ulysses looked at his hands in confusion. The switching between dream and reality was too fast, making him unable to find the direction at all.

However, the dream is not without traces.

"It hurts so much!" My stomach was so hot, but it was much lighter than the pain that was about to be cut open in my dream, as if I had hit a stone in my dream and had broken into pieces. When I woke up, I found that I had just fallen off the bed.

"It's indeed a dream." Ulysses finally decided to believe in "reality", after all, this is the world he is familiar with.

He did not notice that a cross trace flashed silently on the back of his hand. It was the power of the ancient holy sword representing "faith" and the power to repair the wounds suffered by his body in the battle.

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However, not everyone will be as lucky as Ulysses to have a holy sword that can quickly recover from his injuries.

Yuliya, who holds the initial sword, also won the final victory, but it was a miserable victory. The battle with more than a dozen black dog-type monsters almost exhausted her all her energy, and in the final death battle, she was almost losing her consciousness.

Her initial sword did not quickly repair her body's special ability in combat, so she was almost bathed in her own blood when she came back from the world over there.

The hands, feet, and chest were all left with traces of being bitten, especially on the left hand, which was injured in the first war to find the enemy's movement rules, a huge claw mark extended from the shoulder to the wrist.

It hurts so much, this is the real battle. Is it a battle that must be won? Looking at his scarred body, Yuliya clenched her teeth.

The pain of being bitten by a beast and the dizziness of overdrawing. If it weren't for the new power in her body as support, she would have probably lost consciousness. The inability to engage in a lasting battle was her current fatal weakness.

Fortunately, her brother is not by her side now, otherwise she would have discovered something wrong with her. Compared to such injuries, she is more afraid that her brother will discover her secret.

If he knew, he would definitely try his best to stop her. Only his brother, she didn't want him to see him as embarrassed.

However, she would not give up, could not give up, and was unwilling to give up. Even when facing such a cruel battle, even if the result of each battle was so miserable, she wanted to seize her own hope, the only light in the darkness.

"Sword of the Initial!" She called out to her only weapon, the sword that had been connected to her life.

The small short sword appeared in her hands. Compared to when it first appeared, the unfinished sword had something more to do. It was the blade that grew up with her battle, and her unique weapon.

"Sure enough." When seeing the Initial Sword that was more complete than the beginning, Yuliya understood what she had gained in the battle just now.

There is never any power in this world that is obtained for no reason. She must pay whatever she wants. As the price of obtaining the initial sword, she must participate in the battle there.

It is a garden of struggle, a cruel and ruthless battlefield, and a place where she must go.

It is simple to give up. Just put down the sword in your hand and you will never be summoned there again.

However, she cannot give up, she does not want to give up, and she is even more unwilling to give up. No matter what kind of opponent she faces, she will fight to the end and achieve the final victory.

"You can't lose, Youliya, if you lose, you will have nothing." Wiping away the tears shed due to the pain, Youliya began to carefully bandage her wounds.

You can't let your brother see his ugly appearance, so you must hide it well so that he won't notice his abnormality.

The bleeding wound will recover and the injured body can also heal. This is nothing. As long as you endure it, it will pass.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Yuliya could clearly see the wounds on her body, from her left shoulder to her feet, a total of thirteen. The most serious injury was her left hand, and I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to fight in the past few days.

Fortunately, there is no fatal injury that will affect daily life. As long as you disguise it well, you can still hide it. If you really can't hide it, you can pretend to be sick, but that is the last resort, not a last resort, she doesn't want to use it.

He rolled his wounds tightly with a bandage, and each one seemed to torture himself. Yuliya, who was not so good at enduring pain, cried out, but soon wiped away the tears and continued to bandage his wounds hard.

After putting on his clothes and confirming in front of the mirror that he would never be seen by anyone, Yuliya, who wiped away her tears, smiled.

That was when he was with his brother, he would feel a happy and relaxed smile. As long as he had such a smile, he would never discover the secret she had hidden.

However, she couldn't wear a short-sleeved dress for the time being. If possible, she really wanted her brother to see her most beautiful appearance all the time. For this reason, she specially asked Sister Mira to prepare the cutest clothes for her.
Chapter completed!