The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

But in a flash, Ilsa recovered.

After recovering, Ilsa was still in a dazed state, and seemed unaware that she had died once.

"boom!!!"

Then, right after that, the second arrow arrived.

This time the brown-haired ranger attacked Ilsa's legs.

Ilsa barely reacted, but failed to dodge and her legs were blown off.

The intense pain made Ilsa's mind go blank.

"Whoosh!"

Another arrow hit Ilsa and nailed her to the ground.

The next second, Ilsa came back to life.

There was fear in her eyes.

"you!"

"Do you want to continue?"

The brown-haired ranger paused.

From the beginning, she didn't even move, but killed Ilsa twice with three arrows.

And this is the result of a large amount of water.

"You can leave at any time, no one will stop you."

The brown-haired ranger had an indifferent look in his eyes, looking at Ilsa as if she were an unrelated stranger.

And the fact seems to be so.

In a sense, the two of them are the most familiar strangers.

"What's the point of such training? With your strength, even if you suppress me to the Silver Rank, you can easily kill me in seconds, right? Didn't you say you would teach me everything about yourself? If you keep going like this, what do you think you can teach me?!"

Ilsa's tone became sharp.

It’s no wonder that she isn’t sharp-tongued. Anyone would be angry if they were suddenly killed twice.

Ilsa's sharp tone was just an attempt to suppress her anger.

"The first time I fought a monster, I lost an arm because of cowardice."

The brown-haired ranger stood there, a dead look in his indifferent eyes.

"From then on, I understood that no matter what kind of enemy you face, you must not be timid, otherwise no matter how strong you are, you will not be able to display your strength."

"Do you have the courage to launch an attack on an undefeatable enemy without hesitation?"

“Why…?”

Ilsa was about to retort, but she shut up immediately.

She doesn't have such courage.

But she had to have.

There was one enemy from whom Ilsa could not escape.

The enemy's name is the Demon King.

The only thing Ilsa won't run away from is the Demon King, because Lisha will never run away.

"continue!"

Ilsa's tone was firm.

"boom!!!"

A training session began.

However, it is more of a one-sided massacre than training.

Ilsa was completely powerless to fight back.

If Olivia hit Lisha, it was because she made Lisha doubt her life.

The brown-haired ranger attacked Ilsa with the goal of killing her completely, without showing any mercy.

In just a quarter of an hour, Ilsa died more than fifty times.

As for the exact number, Ilsa no longer had the energy to count.

Death, death, and death...

Ilsa seemed to have fallen into hell, suffering endless torment of death.

All she could do was be killed and then dodge the moment she came back to life.

She didn't even have the ability to fight back.

Gradually, Ilsa had become numb. She had lost her sense of time and her mind was completely focused on dodging the attacks of the brown-haired ranger. She no longer even had the thought of fighting back because it was meaningless.

Chapter 322: The Courage to Face Everything

By fully concentrating her mind and will, Ilsa was finally able to dodge to a certain extent.

But this only delayed her death by a few seconds.

"Attack me."

The brown-haired ranger, who had not moved from beginning to end, uttered a cold voice.

But Ilsa couldn't do it.

She didn't even have the energy to reply.

The brown-haired ranger's attack completely crushed Ilsa's body and soul, will and spirit.

But even so, Ilsa still managed to wake up.

As long as she wanted, she could escape from this hellish scene immediately.

But Ilsa didn't want to.

She doesn't know what will happen in the future.

What if Finia suddenly changes her mind and decides not to continue helping her?

Then this may be Ilsa's only chance.

Ilsa had to consider whether this was her only possibility for self-breakthrough, and hold on to it tightly.

"If you can't attack me, then you'd better stop being an adventurer, because you will definitely die at the hands of the Demon King."

The brown-haired ranger stood straight.

She was no longer paying attention to Ilsa and was simply drawing the bow based on her feeling.

But even such casual archery could repeatedly hit Ilsa's weakest defense points.

For the brown-haired ranger, it didn’t matter whether she saw it or not, what mattered was that she wanted to hit it.

The brown-haired ranger's archery skills have reached a near-godlike level. It is more like shooting the arrow and then drawing the target than aiming and hitting the target.

Once an arrow is shot, it hits the target. There is no possibility of missing the target.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The brown-haired ranger has actually suppressed his strength to the peak of the silver level.

But even so, Ilsa was powerless to fight back.

Why can she be so powerful?

Ilsa couldn't understand.

It's obviously her, why is the other party so much stronger than her?

Ilsa was able to realize that this was not a question of time, but a more fundamental issue.

"Can't do it?"

The brown-haired ranger spoke in a light voice, and for the first time, there was a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Ilsa's heart sank suddenly.

She suddenly felt very, very angry.

That's not because the other party looks down on her.

Rather, it was because she was angry at her own incompetence.

She seemed unable to do anything.

Since she was a child, she rarely achieved what she wanted to do.

In the end, either the parents helped to solve the problem or Lisha stepped forward.

And she seemed to be used to it, just watching everything happen quietly and no longer making any effort for it.

Because from that time on, she understood one thing.

She is not a genius, there are many things she cannot do.

Ilsa couldn't say like Lisha that she would do it even if she couldn't.

She couldn't deceive herself.

What can’t be done just can’t be done.

Why do meaningless things?

Ilsa used to not understand Lisha.

But now Ilsa has understood.

In life, there is always something that makes people do it without hesitation, without caring about the rewards, without caring about life or death, just because they want to, so they do it, without so many reasons and impossibilities.

Her body was blown to pieces once again, but Ilsa was no longer afraid.

The moment she came back to life, she finally seized the almost impossible chance and shot an arrow at the cost of twisting her arm.

The arrow was so weak that it turned into ashes before even touching the brown-haired ranger.

But the brown-haired ranger stopped her violent attack.

"very good."

A smile appeared on the brown-haired ranger's face.

The smile disappeared in an instant, but the brown-haired ranger's expression was no longer as cold.

Ilsa collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

She felt as if she were back in the fire, with burning pain all over her body.

This was the first time that Ilsa had experienced such excruciating pain since she became a ranger and the curse of doom had been weakened.

That's a pain that can really kill you.

Ilsa's limbs, lying on the ground, were twitching from time to time, and it was obvious that her body had not yet recovered.

In fact, in the dream, Ilsa could return to her original state immediately as long as she wanted.

But for Ilsa now, thinking is simply impossible for her.

About half an hour later, Ilsa finally managed to get up from the ground.

She looked tired, but her eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Are you still afraid of close combat with the enemy now?"

The brown-haired ranger, who had been watching Ilsa, lowered his head and asked Ilsa.

"will not."

Ilsa now knew what she had to do.

She needed to let go of her fear.