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After the hot water heals the body, the warmth on the body surface is blown by the night breeze, and the icy coolness gives a very comfortable feeling.

Sitting on the edge of the hotel roof, in the darkness beyond the reach of the light, the figure wearing only a simple shirt looked at the night in the center of Paris.

Looking at the world-famous Eiffel Tower, brilliant in the night.

I saw this "famous" scenery up close and personal, which I had seen in elementary school English textbooks.

It feels like he can hear the breath of the bustling city around him. It feels very far away from him who once only lived in a small city.

The sound of flapping wings sounded, and two delicate and elegant black figures appeared. Haiji and Mullin landed on his shoulders, rubbing Fangran's cheeks affectionately,

They spread their wings and started chirping, as if they were complaining about their owner suddenly abandoning them not long ago.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to leave you behind."

Fang Ran, who saw this scene, smiled softly, tapped his fingers on the birds that returned to him immediately, raised his arms and released them into the night sky,

Then he continued to look at the Paris night and slowly opened his dark eyes.

This time Fangran noticed it himself,

He is indeed smiling.

No longer sticking to the same place, coming to a distant world, the series of events experienced as a participant seemed like a long-awaited adventure,

Let that child's excitement to break the ordinary flow from the bottom of his heart to the corners of his mouth.

Losing all his abilities and being teleported to London didn't seem to be as bad as he initially thought.

His dark eyes stared quietly at the bustling night below. Fangran was still thinking about the memory of his body moving on its own last night, and thinking about the other half of the reasons why he chose to stay besides saving the night.

Originating from that child, he still yearns for handsome justice and extraordinaryness and never gives up.

"If we don't win that battle..."

His black eyes looked down at the bustling city center of Paris from a high altitude. The night wind blew his collar and hair, scattering the second half of his soliloquy.

Am I not going to think this through clearly...

Thinking that I participated in the national war because I wanted to advance, this was also the reason why I didn't lose the night game and got involved in the crisis.

This time Fangran still felt that the collision of various conditions produced a result,

And then push yourself into a situation of ‘coincidence’.

Temporarily freed from the tense escape, I have time to rest. The darkness on the roof isolates the noise of the bright lights below, as if I am far away from the other side of the world.

The curvature is frivolous, the black eyes are quiet, and his thoughts are slowly lost in thought as the night goes by.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

Then I don't know how long it took, and suddenly I heard a clear and awe-inspiring voice behind me.

Osphia, who had changed back into her white silk casual clothes, walked up to him, her blond hair fluttering brightly and softly in the night wind.

"I can't sleep, so I want to see the scenery of Paris."

"No...I'm just looking for people to see if they're in trouble like we were during the day,"

In the bird's-eye view from above, he unconsciously lost track of time. He was a little surprised by her arrival. He switched back to his own field of vision, and Fangran answered slowly with a trance in his eyes:

"Because...I can go help them now."

I don’t know why, after hearing such an answer,

Osphia felt that the night must be different for him at this moment.

Then she saw the young man sitting on the edge of the roof, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes, winking deliberately and chuckling:

"Is it surprising?"

But there was no disturbance. Osphia looked calm and looked at the golden-orange shining iron tower in the distance.

"No, what you just said surprised me even more."

A little surprised by how calm she was about his appearance, Fangran was a little surprised and curious.

"Why do you say that?"

"You deliberately obscured your explanation to your companion. Your previous answer to me was not like flashing through a few scenes."

I was already in the car returning with Qing Ning,

She noticed Fangran's flaw, but it wasn't until this moment that she slowly exposed it in a calm tone.

"The most obvious thing is that if you enter after noticing something strange, you won't be able to see Colossus suddenly attack Hershel."

On the roof of the building at night, Osphia's blue eyes stared into the darkness. Her figure was majestic and her voice was calm in the night wind.

"What are you hiding, whether it's these eyes or the terrifying monster you're manipulating that is clearly A-level."

The look on her face was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, she seemed to have noticed it a long time ago.

Fangran looked at her in shock for a second, and then slowly and helplessly laughed.

"You are indeed very powerful..."

Through Hai Ji who landed on the windowsill, he saw Qing Ning, who was carrying back a lot of delicious food with Tang Bing.

Thinking about the 'connection' that might have existed between himself and everyone in the night game, he lowered his quiet black eyes and looked there and spoke softly.

"I just... haven't figured out how to tell them yet."

Listening to his somewhat complicated words, Osphia looked at Fangran beside her, who was slightly silent, then turned her head and continued to answer the question just now, but it was replaced by a sudden inquiry.

"Fangran, do you know why I was hostile to you because of the national war?"

"Isn't it because I accidentally cut your clothes?"

Ignoring his knowing chuckle, Ophia looked at the night view of Paris in front of her, as if she was seeing the C-level battle that she ultimately lost.

"Although it is understandable to use strategies to balance the disadvantages of numbers, you who wear a mask to disguise yourself at all times are the kind of person I hate the most,"

"So I don't trust you and don't want to act with someone who can even deceive his companions."

"But I found out after being forced to do so,"

The young man's stunned expression was reflected in his blue eyes.

"You seem to be lying to yourself."

Silently opened her mouth and then slowly closed it, unable to refute this somewhat sharp comment. Looking at him who was speechless, Osphia withdrew her gaze and continued to speak coldly.

"Obviously I know the answer in my heart, but my words are vague. I obviously know why I stayed in this muddy water, but I don't have the courage to really admit it."

"When you rushed out to catch the robber and teach those black thieves a lesson, did you look at your own face in the mirror?"

This second hit the nail on the head. She pointed out the source of her confusion on the train without any euphemism. Fangran raised his head and looked at the night sky with no stars, and smiled helplessly:

"Did you see through it..."

But at that same second, he heard Ophia's voice, calm and soft in the night wind, which seemed to be a little different.

"That's why I was surprised just now."

Eh?

His dark eyes stagnated, and he felt softer after hearing these words. Fangran paused as he looked at the movements of the night sky.

Then he saw that Osphia seemed not to be looking at him on purpose, and her tone did not change much and she spoke calmly:

"It seems that after what happened last night, you seem to have figured it out."

The expression on his stunned face suddenly thawed. Hearing her unexpectedly saying that, Fangran couldn't help but chuckle, and then a hint of happiness rose in his dark eyes.

"Have you... finally acknowledged me as your companion?"

The tall and white figure did not answer, and time passed by in uncomfortable silence again.

They all seemed to be quietly looking at the night before the action.

"Have your powers recovered?"

Then Osphia spoke softly first, breaking the silent atmosphere.

"No, not yet. I just used the moment when the two spaces were briefly connected to recall part of the power activated in the scene, but I still can't use the magic energy,"

Fangran put his hands on his sides and looked at the distant reply with a relaxed posture. Then he thought of the precious opportunity for [Scale Scale] to recover, and sighed helplessly at the fact that he had simply wasted it:

"And if it wasn't for bad luck and the ability to fight, it would be like this."

"Is it."

After receiving such a negative answer, Ophia simply spoke without regret, leaving Fangran wondering what she was thinking.

"But your night weapon and bow can still be taken out, right?"

"You mean this?"

Hearing her suddenly mention this, Fangran raised a hand to hold it. After a round of moonlight flickered, the huge bow of the Moon God Hunt appeared in his hand.

"The power of the night weapon requires magical energy to be exerted, but the required magical energy does not absolutely need to come from its owner, otherwise the association's Roar of the End Sea cannot be used at all."

As the sound of heels approached, his black eyes stared blankly as Ophia walked up to him and squatted down beside him. Looking at her delicate profile with blue eyes lowered, Fangran, who was in a daze, listened to her speak slowly:

"The power of the Ether Elf is to carry someone's consciousness, but it also has my magic energy. Attach it to your night device, and then let me give you conscious control over them, and you should be able to use the night device. the power of."

"Wait, this...isn't this..."

The moment he spoke incredulously, at a close distance, Fangran saw Ophia's indifferent reply:

"That's right, it's equivalent to me lending you part of my magic energy."

Lend me magic power... Such a thing can really be done...

Knowing that generally speaking, participants would never lend the magic energy at the root of their own strength to others, Fangran saw her hands placed above the Moon Goddess Hunting, and the faint light illuminated her blue eyes just like on the plane.

"Because I still need to fill the energy of the magical coordinates, and I also need to control my ability to fight. I can't control too many ether elves. About a thousand magic energy is my current limit."

Listening to her explanation, I can feel that this is the trust she showed after admitting herself. Although a thousand magic powers are of little use to Fang Ran who is squandering "infinite\

,"But he looked at the beautiful blond figure in front of him and smiled softly and thanked her.

"That's enough, thank you."

"fine."

Listening to Osphia's still calm tone,

At this moment, Fangran also felt that 'connection' from her.

When he looked at that handsome side face under the blond hair, he could not help laughing like a good friend, scratched his head and sighed:

"Although you are the eldest daughter of a former noble, how powerful do you have to be? You can open three systems by yourself and still push the main line. I have begun to doubt the meaning of the gourd's existence."

"There is no time to say such unintelligible words. You might as well think carefully about how to bring out the power of this night weapon. The method of using it by just injecting magic energy is too crude. The night weapon in the teacher's hands is definitely not like this. use,"

Hearing what Fangran said, Osphia raised her brows slightly, then recovered quickly. It was difficult for people to guess whether her mood had improved a little, and her words were still calm.

"If this was not an A-level night weapon, you would have lost to me in the C-level battle."

"Haha, it's really..."

Watching the moon hunt being gradually attached to the elf's light, Fangran, after hearing what Ophia said, scratched his cheek and smiled and admitted,

He also thought that every time he used this night weapon, the bowstring where the magic energy was condensed would eventually break.

Speaking of which, he hasn't had time to fully explore the power of this night weapon.

Recalling the 'special' scene where he was hunted by the Moon God not long ago, and recalling his experiences up to now, Fangran looked at the scene in front of him and smiled softly:

"You may not believe it, but it has only been a few months since I awakened and became a participant. Although I gained a lot of power by accident,"

As soon as the action of activating the ability stopped, Osphia's blue eyes subconsciously opened slightly and looked at Fangran, and saw him admitting with a smile pretending to be helpless:

"But this is my first time... experiencing this kind of thing like a normal participant..."

Recalling the days before that bonfire night, Fangran suddenly felt a little distant nostalgia. He looked at the Eiffel Tower in full glory in the night, his dark eyes were quiet and his voice was murmuring.

"I am actually a Originator. I have never experienced an awakening scene to hone my determination. Until not long ago, I was like an ordinary person. I didn't care about or have any contact with everything in the night battle world."

"So now I have figured out what I want to do, but I still can't make up my mind about who I want to be in the future."

I can't let go of my daily routine.

I may not be able to bear the responsibility of being ‘infinite’.

I don't know when the control of the ether elf has been restored. Osphia lowered her eyes and stared at the glimmer of light on the bow. She was silent for a while before slowly speaking:

"Did you know that there is a spirit among the Western aristocracy called Noblesse Oblige?"

"I remember it seemed like it was a kind of noblesse oblige...?"

Looking at her figure surrounded by the elf halo from a close distance, Fangran's family was a genuine ancient noble family in Italy in the past. Fangran didn't understand why she mentioned this and answered with some uncertainty.

"Yes, with greater ability comes greater responsibility. Those in power should do more for the weak. This is such a noble and selfless moral concept,"

Osphia's expression was quiet, as if she was sincere and serious about telling this matter, but her words changed slightly in the next second.

"But I think that's just a superficial boast that people make. "

"Eh?"

Not only was she surprised by her sudden turn of events, Fangran was even more surprised that even as a member of the 'nobles', she actually said such denials.

"Even among the true nobles in the past, not many people were willing to perform this kind of obligation for free regardless of their own interests. And those who really did it did not do it because of a simple Noblesse Oblige."

With a quiet look in her blue eyes, Fangran listened to her faint statement.

"You want to get glory, you don't want to see people die, you just admire someone, you don't want someone to succeed... Everyone stands up for some reason, and this is especially true for 'us'."

"I once watched a Chinese movie, and the last sentence of the protagonist impressed me deeply."

Her blond hair was fluttering in the night wind, and Osphia's face was bright in the bustling city and the dim light of the elves, and she whispered the words in her memory.

"I am a martial arts practitioner. When I encounter injustice, I must stand up."

"This is our original intention in learning martial arts."

Unexpectedly, she would also watch such a movie. The moment she heard these words, she was in a trance.

Fangran saw Ophia looking at him, azure blue and darkness facing each other on the rooftops of Paris at night, with the light of the Eiffel Tower standing in the distance.

"The teacher once told me that at some point the participants will hear a voice that is the same as this original intention and what they were thinking in their hearts when they awakened,"

Then she stood up when she saw the attachment of the ethereal spirit ended, her figure etched in the lights of downtown Paris.

"If you haven't experienced the awakening scene, so you still can't make up your mind,"

"Then just wait for that sound to sound..."

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