The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

In fact, Ilsa was just worrying too much.

With Ailan's strength, basic spells like light bullet would not cause any harm to Lisha at all. Even if Lisha didn't see it, she might not feel anything.

Of course, this is also because the light element attack spells are not very powerful.

Also the most basic spells, the fire element's fireball, the ice element's ice cone, the wind element's wind blade, and the thunder element's lightning bolt are all spells known for their destructiveness, while the earth element's stone skin, the wood element's plant growth, and the water element's water flow, one can strengthen defense, one can help crops grow, and one can solve the problem of water resources in the team when adventuring, all have their own wonderful uses.

The only thing about the light spell is the light bullet spell. It has little lethality, a very short range, and consumes more mana than other basic spells. It is completely useless.

"Wait a moment!"

At this time, Meililu noticed that the gray fog that had originally condensed into a ball seemed to show signs of expansion.

She quickly picked up Ai Lan and ran back.

With the advantage of her long legs, Meililu ran a long distance in just a few seconds.

Ai Lan, who was being held by his head and facing the direction of the gray fog, saw the gray fog dissipate in an instant like fireworks, and then two figures fell to the ground out of thin air.

"Melulu, they are back!"

Ai Lan's words made Meililu couldn't help but look back.

Then she stopped.

Because the gray fog had disappeared. In its place was Lisha in a cloak and a gray-haired girl whom they did not recognize at all.

"Why did you run so far?"

Lisha patted her cloak and stood up.

The girl was still sitting on the ground without getting up, and seemed to be thinking about something.

“Lisha!”

Ilsa struggled in Merilulu's arms.

Merilu let go of Ilsa.

Ilsa rushed over at an extremely fast speed.

"Are you OK?"

Ilsa looked her up and down anxiously, and even reached out to touch her here and there, worried that Lisha had been seriously hurt.

"I'm fine, ouch! Don't touch my belly, it's itchy~~"

Lisha responded to Ilsa with a smile.

"It's great that you're okay."

Ilsa hugged Lisha.

She couldn't imagine the possibility of losing Lisha.

The girl raised her head slightly and saw Ilsa hugging Lisha.

“Is she your light?”

"you..."

Ilsa let go of Lisha and looked at the strange girl in front of her for the first time.

Although she had never seen this person before, Ilsa already had all the guesses about his origins.

"Are you the girl disguised as White?"

"It's been so long, I don't know if it's a disguise or not. But you must be talking about me."

The girl stood up.

She stretched her waist, revealing a black dress on her originally smooth body.

Behind the girl, the dark sickle mark slowly disappeared from her back.

"Ilsa, she's not a bad person."

Lisha held Ilsa's shoulders and shook her head at her.

"I understand."

Ilsa believed what Lisha said, but she still needed to observe the gray-haired girl in front of her.

"Who is this?"

At this time, Meililu and Ai Lan also rushed over.

Ai Lan opened her eyes wide when she saw a complete stranger.

"she is...."

It was then that Lisha realized that she didn't seem to know the real name of the girl in front of her.

"I don't think I've asked you your name yet. What's your name?"

Lisha turned to look at the girl.

"name...."

The girl tried hard to recall for a long time and finally uttered a name.

"Flea."

This is the name given to the girl by her mother a long time ago, which means the beautiful white flower.

"Furlia, the beautiful white marigold? It's a nice name~~"

Lisha explained the meaning of the name.

"Does it sound good..."

The girl hadn't heard anyone call this name for a long time.

Who was the last person to call out this name?

Looks like my brother...

Before...

It seems to be the mother whose appearance she can no longer remember.

"Thank you, I like this name too."

Freya, this name is now regained by the girl.

She was no longer White in her father's mouth, no longer a sandbag in her cousins' mouths, no longer a bastard in the servants' mouths, and no longer a talented and glorious knight in the mouths of others.

She is herself, a girl named Freya.

A girl who was a little afraid to take a step forward, but ultimately chose to move forward.

Chapter 65 The mission still needs to be done

"What are you going to do in the future?"

Lisha asked, looking at Freya who no longer seemed confused.

"I don't know, but I won't go back."

Freya didn't explain it clearly, but Lisha knew she was talking about the Skaven family.

"Besides, I don't have a home now."

"Would you like to join my team?"

Lisha stared at Freya with pure eyes.

"Trust me so much?"

Freya tilted her head, seemingly not understanding Lisha’s inexplicable trust.

"You can actually do that, right?"

Lisha's question caused Freya to fall silent.

Only she understood what Lisha was asking.

Yes, at that time, if she really gave up, she would be able to obtain the true power of death, transform into the Knight of Apocalypse and bring down natural disasters from the underworld on the continent of Endrol, taking away a quarter of the lives in the entire world with death.

Perhaps the gods and those powerful legends can stop her, but the hard-earned peace of the continent of Endrol that has lasted for nearly a hundred years may be broken.

But Freya did not give up.

In that battle of wills, it seemed that she was persuaded, but in fact, she gave up on her own initiative.

After all, a person cannot deceive himself if he doesn't want to. Self-deception is ineffective in the confrontation with oneself, where only the most real "me" exists.

This is also why the girl with the image of White no longer said that she was the brother after being denied, but simply said that she was White.

"But you didn't do that, did you?"

Lisha's smile was very bright.

"Even in such despair, you did not give up on yourself. You are a true knight."

"The traveler saw the ragged knight heading for the mountain, so he told him about the hardships of the journey and the difficulty of climbing. The traveler didn't understand why the knight was going forward, as there was only a barren mountain and nothing else. The knight laughed loudly and said to the traveler, isn't the giant there? He rode his old warhorse and charged towards the mountain. As the traveler looked on in astonishment, the mountain also roared at the knight."

After Freya finished speaking, Lisha's eyes lit up.

"You also like the adventures of Knight Cod?"

"This is the second half of the third chapter! I remember it very clearly."

Meililu also seemed a little excited, probably because she met a book friend.

However, the reason why Meililu remembered it so clearly was because the high mountain here was actually a mountain giant.

"Do you like Knight Cod's adventures too?! I like it too!!"

Ai Lan also came over.

It was the first time she knew that everyone liked the adventures of Knight Code.

"I like this book very much, although my father did not like it. He even tore up a copy of it himself and warned me not to read it again."

A stiff smile appeared on Freya's face.

“There are many exaggerated and fantastic adventures in this book. Many people don’t like this knight, Code, and think he is just a madman. But I think he is probably the last knight.”

Today's knights are no longer as noble and righteous as they were hundreds of years ago.

Knighthood has become a profession rather than an ideal.

Those who want to become knights just want to gain the power of a knight. The faith and integrity of a knight has been thrown into a dusty warehouse and may never see the light of day again.

However, the flame has not been extinguished, and there are still idealistic people trying to become true knights.

Isn't that what my brother is like?

“I think so too, actually…”

Meililu discussed with Freya with great interest.

Lisha and Ailan also interrupted.

Everyone had a pleasant chat.

Except Ilsa.

Because Ilsa doesn't really like reading knight novels and adventure stories.

Compared to these, she prefers to read books about ancient history and local customs.

Therefore, Ilsa had little chance to get a word in.

“Forget it, as long as Lisha is happy.”

Ilsa comforted herself in her heart.

Looking at Freya who was trying to smile but her smile was a little stiff and weird, Ilsa no longer doubted anything.

Lisha's intuition was still very accurate.

It's getting daylight.

But no one felt sleepy.