The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

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　There was a trace of light in Sakura's pupils.

　"Ah."

　A breeze blew by, and the girl's figure disappeared. All that was left was a badge that appeared in Sakura's hand at some point.

　"It's a deal, huh?"

　The words disappeared in the breeze.

　"Miss Sakura! Over here!"

　Illya's shouts were heard in the distance, and her steps began to become lighter.

　Many times, goodbyes are just a few simple words. The words themselves are not important; what really matters is the feeling behind them...

　The feeling of seeing each other again.

　The gears of fate began to turn, and the broken chain was torn to pieces by the mutual meshing of the gears.

　Even if you break free from the chains, you are still in chains. But once you break free from those chains, you become free, don't you?

　Free to do what you want without any constraints.

　-

　Not long in the future, on an ordinary afternoon, as Sakura stirred her coffee and frowned at the magic structure before her, a finger suddenly reached out and gently tapped a node...

　-

　On Romanian soil, beneath a traveler's cloak, the crimson dragon's eyes reflected the remains of the Hanging Gardens. In his hand, he held a crumpled piece of paper. It was the story of someone, the story of someone who shattered the stars...

　-

　A vast plain, rolling hills, the ruins of a castle. The witch cast aside her chains, letting go of her hatred. The saint fulfilled her duty and planted her flag in its place, her silver hair fluttering along with the two banners...

　-

　Inside the museum, the silver-haired witch curled her lips as she gazed upon the legend before her. Then, as if asserting her sovereignty, she took the girl's hand and flashed a provocative smile at the Child of Prophecy beside her...

　-

　On an unknown frontier, the dragons of Albion accompanied each other, carrying the young knights as they soared freely into the distance, towards a destiny already called freedom...

　-

　The princess and the prince stayed together quietly. The prince's tall back was reflected in the princess's eyes. His strong body carried the whole world just for her.

　-

　The knights communicated with each other, from food to shoes, from the past to the present, from the beginning to the end, the beautiful knights, the bad knights, the noble knights, everything was just as real as a dream.

　-

　The delicate butterfly flapped its gorgeous wings and continuously scattered sparkling phosphorus powder in the air. The prince who only knew how to tell lies could also tell the truth.

　-

　The weaving fairy was tirelessly pulling the ropes, and the burly butler carefully checked every place cleaned by the somewhat timid fairy maid behind him, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

　-

　In the garden, everyone stood closely together, surrounding the girl in the middle.

　With a crisp "click", a photo full of dreamy colors was printed out from the camera.

　Blessings from the heart, laughter from the heart, love from the heart.

　The photo embodies the most beautiful feelings in the world.

　If you treat the world with tenderness, what you will get in the end is unparalleled tenderness.

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　postscript:

　Everyone has their own appearance in their eyes, and it doesn’t matter what these appearances are.

　What really matters are those stories, those legends, and those past events that have been passed down.

　A princess who has gone through hardships is still a princess, and a princess who is pampered is still a princess.

　The unfinished story was rewritten with a perfect ending by the same yet different hand.

　The end of the story is approaching, but the gears of fate are still turning, the wheels are moving forward, and time is moving forward.

　No matter how wonderful a story is, it will eventually come to an end.

　But before that, we can still turn over a new page and continue writing the story after that one.

　Just as things that are highly anticipated are highly anticipated.

　After an end there is often another beginning.

　The ending never means the end, but a brand new beginning...

　A new beginning without constraints.

　"It's a happy story, isn't it?"

　Putting down the pen in his hand, Merlin stood up and stretched slowly and forcefully while speaking.

　"yes..."

　Vivian responded softly to Merlin's words, then took the book he handed her and put it back on the bookshelf.

　The originally empty bookshelf is now filled with various books.

　Each book is written by a completely different person.

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　The handwriting of each book is completely different, and the content of each book is also completely different.

　"Ah... I didn't expect it to be full so quickly..."

　"But there's still a gap, isn't there?"

　"That's true..."

　A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　"Then try to cram it in so tightly that not even a piece of paper can fit through it!"

　-

　The main story is finished, and then it's the daily routine

　Valentine's Day, Christmas, swimsuits...

　Write something relaxing to adjust my mood and prepare for a seamless transition to the new book

　Epilogue: Closing Remarks

　It’s over!

　It’s hard to imagine that this is a book that was almost entirely written on a mobile phone from the time it was published to now (there are too many typos)

　I'm going to get vaginal inflammation (not really)

　As expected, the battle force in the later stage was too strong, and I am not very good at writing original works. In addition, my parents are getting divorced, and I have to deal with the agreement and negotiate with my parents about the other party's conditions (yes, I am the transferee, I am responsible for the negotiation)

　So you will find that the plot of Moyi and 2.7 has been cut too much, including 2.6, which basically deleted the entire 2.62.

　Let it be a lesson.

　I also lost weight by the way. I lost a lot of weight due to anxiety.

　The results...are actually not bad...(If you put it in the group, you can tell it's the kind of flop that should be cut directly)

　It is inevitable that subscriptions will continue to decline.

　I can’t believe I haven’t asked for leave until today (I wonder if I wrote this myself)

　All in all, thank you all for reading this.

　There will be more extra chapters coming up in the future about the various stories where I defeated my group mates, like the defeat if storyline, the campus storyline, the Christmas storyline, the Valentine's Day storyline, etc...

　Let's try to get full attendance this month...

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　Get full attendance!

　There will be updates in the future, after all, some things are not finished yet, but when the time comes, I will give it to you all for free as compensation for the poor progress of the plot.

　Anyway, that's it for now. See you in the future updates.

　Epilogue: Defeat if: Absolute strength, and the loneliness that comes with it, "teaches" her what she loves...

　"Crack..."

　Snow began to appear on the old TV screen, and the already unclear picture became even worse with the increasingly frequent flickering in the dim room.

　"call--"

　The ice ball made a crisp sound when it hit the wall of the wine glass as it was shaken, and the orange wine reflected the neon lights like bright stars in the night sky.

　"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

　A rapid telephone ring suddenly rang.

　"Hmph..."

　The two cat ears trembled slightly with the owner's happy mood. In her hand was a wine glass that had been wiped extremely clean.

　It’s definitely not the case that I can only wipe cups because there are no customers (crossed out).

　A mysterious creature, like her body, emerges from behind the counter like a plant growing. What is her true identity?

　His sleek hand reached out to the ringing phone.

　As we all know, people have five fingers, and the thumb is the most important one among the five fingers. If the thumb is weak, many actions that require palm strength cannot be completed smoothly.

　But unfortunately, this only applies to humans.

　"I've told you so many times! We don't sell mapo tofu!"

　Look, neco, isn’t it amazing?

　"Ah? Is it about to start?"

　The arm that was about to drop the microphone on the landline dented slightly, and a moment of dullness appeared on her cute face.

　"Isn't that messed up celebration over yet?!"

　"Ah, no one can say for sure about this kind of thing..."

　A lazy voice with a hint of charm sounded slowly.

　"But there are still things we can do, right?"

　"Uh-huh!"

　Neco, holding a broom, suddenly rushed out and nodded continuously.

　"So..."

　Picking up the wine glass that had been polished to a sparkling shine, Neco looked in your direction.

　"It's about to begin!"

　Defeat IF 1: If we fail at the first singularity...

　The absolute power, and the loneliness that comes with it, "teaches" her who the person she loves is...

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　No matter what kind of flame it is, it will eventually go out.

　As for Joan of Arc, her flame was extinguished today.

　Her revenge, her rage, her sorrow, Gilles de Ray's fury, Gilles de Ray's desire, all ended today.

　The country called France has completely disappeared from this world.

　All that was left of this once beautiful country was a piece of land that had been completely turned into charcoal and the remains of ruins.