The bonfire burned, the dry wood cracked, lighting up every corner of the night. A dim light fell on the tip of the nose. A vague warmth. Xu Xi closed his eyes slightly, and the shadow of fire swayed on his face. He was recalling his observations about Sevia and Sevia's own past, and finally had a reasonable explanation for all the abnormalities. Because of that ugly face, because of that tragic and painful life. The girl subconsciously escaped from her undead self. Put on armor. Hold a sharp sword. Approach the village as a "brave man" to gain people's trust.
At the same time, Sevia was wary of Xu Xi's identity as a wizard because of past events. The wizard destroyed the girl's home. The girl became neither human nor ghost. In fact. Even now, Xu Xi can feel the vague vigilance, which is a subconscious behavior buried deep in his heart and extremely afraid. "Master wizard, may I ask..." "Why did you save me?" The dry wood burned vigorously, crackling non-stop. The orange-yellow flames fell on the armor, reflecting a yellow rust spot. The undead girl was a little confused and asked the question that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time. In response to this. Xu Xi did not hide it. The courage of the girl touched him, and he was interested in the girl's life form. "Your state is very special, maintaining between life and death, always at a delicate balance point, I am very interested in this," Xu Xi said. Servia suddenly realized. She lowered her head and looked at her palms. And touched her face again. Indeed, even in today's world where the undead are everywhere, her body is extremely special. Ordinary people would be scared when they saw it, but for a wizard like Xu Xi, it is natural that they would only feel curious and even have the idea of researching. "No problem, please feel free to use my body."
The undead girl agreed quickly. She is dead. Without any flesh and blood, only pure bones. If she could help Xu Xi and repay his life-saving grace, the girl would not mind lending her body to Xu Xi. In addition. Sylvia was also very curious about what kind of state her body was in. Perhaps, as a wizard, Xu Xi could give a reasonable explanation. The two sides hit it off and decided to officially start the research tomorrow. The bonfire swayed in the night wind. Sometimes to the left. Sometimes to the right. Dancing and illuminating everything around. Perhaps it was too long since she had a normal chat with someone, the girl was in a particularly high spirits and had endless questions. "Wizard Master, how do wizards practice?" "Wizard Master, how is the outside world now?" "Wizard Master..." "Wizard Master..." Faced with Sylvia's questions, Xu Xi patiently answered them one by one. This is nothing. It was just a soul that had been silent for many years, and couldn't wait to vent its frustration. Xu Xi could understand that feeling. Finally, after answering the last question, Xu Xi asked: "Sevilla, have you thought about the future?" The future... The joy came to an abrupt end. The girl became a little silent, and with a horrified face, she forced a smile and answered: "I should continue to be a hero. After all, everyone here still needs me." "Have you ever thought about leaving?" "I have thought about it, but...everyone needs me." Holding her knees and squatting, she lowered her head. Sevilla's voice was a little lonely.
Whether everyone needs a fake hero, or the fake hero can't leave everyone, the specific answer is which one, even the girl herself can't tell. Tsk—— Xu Xi tapped the bonfire with his fingers. The flame, which was originally a little dim, rose up again with a rapid posture. He did not look at Sevia, nor did he look at her lonely expression, but looked at the dancing flames and spoke softly: "Sevia, you are actually very powerful." "Master Wizard, are you talking about me?" "Yes." The girl's surprise was obvious, and her green eyes could not hide her surprise. She had never thought that Xu Xi, who had eliminated the Minotaur Undead with one move, would praise the weak girl for being powerful. The sound of metal friction sounded. It was the collision between the armor parts. "I think... you must have misunderstood." Sevia shook her head and denied Xu Xi's statement: "I am not powerful, on the contrary, I am very weak." "You saved a lot of people, Sevia." "But... I am not a real hero, I can't save everyone, and I don't have real power." The undead girl was very confused and still denied Xu Xi's statement. Is saving people considered powerful? Compared with the people she saved, the girl has too many things she can't do. She can't revive her dead parents, can't defeat the powerful undead, and can't save the lives that disappeared before her eyes. She couldn't do anything. "That's already very powerful, Sylvia", Xu Xi's voice was still gentle, his eyes reflected the blazing flames, the light and shadow of the fire intertwined on the undead armor, forming a different color for the girl. Fighting knowing that she was afraid, fighting knowing that she was defeated. Even a true hero. He may not have the girl's persistence. Therefore, Xu Xi felt that such Sylvia was very powerful. Although it looks ugly and ferocious, and is considered a monster in the eyes of ordinary people, its soul is extremely bright on the invisible spiritual level, and is truly gorgeous and beautiful.