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She was just an ordinary girl, an ordinary girl who was attached to her home, but in the end, even though her body was still trembling due to weakness, she still tried hard to get up from the ground.

Her hands and feet slipped several times, and she held on to the iron railings, stood up stubbornly, and walked forward without stopping with red and swollen eyes.

Even if she understood that she might still be knocked down, knocked unconscious and taken away, that was much better than death. How could she give in?

035 Nightmare and Date

[Is this really okay?]

The little knight looked at Wilson with a little worry. Wilson had been sitting by the fire with his hands on his knees and his head buried deep in his knees since he woke up. He didn't want to leave the fire and wanted to get closer to the fire, almost melting into the fire.

"I don't know. He hasn't said a word yet, so there's nothing I can do. By the way, ghost, why did you slip away without a word in the middle of the night? We've been looking for you for a long time."

Kong smiled bitterly and added some firewood to the flames, moving Wilson away at the same time, fearing that if he got too close to the flames, his hair would be ignited and burned.

Wilson didn't resist being moved around by Kong. He just sat on the ground and slowly moved back after being moved a little further away.

[There is a chat group]

"what?"

Kong paused as he added the firewood. He vaguely knew what the ghost was referring to, but the last bit of his stubborn face made him unwilling to admit it.

[You can chat with me privately in the chat group]

Unfortunately, the ghost, unable to read the atmosphere, could only coldly point out the reality, which dealt a huge blow to Kong, who was already exhausted both physically and mentally.

The words hit the nail on the head like a sharp arrow, piercing his heart very accurately. Kong covered his chest, stood up, staggered a few steps, and seemed to turn into a simple gray line. He sat shoulder to shoulder with Wilson, their faces pale and they were silent.

The Knight didn't understand why the creature had suddenly become so dejected. Perhaps something sad had happened to it? What would a human do in such a situation? They would probably comfort them, but it didn't.

So it just walked over quickly with the bone nail on its back, trying to give the person a hug.

But it was a little too small compared to Sora, so the little knight could only give it a small hug.

The mask had a slightly soft touch, and felt as smooth as jade. The air that had just been completely drained away immediately perked up again, and he turned around and gave the ghost a hug.

He inexplicably had the urge to embrace the ghost and inhale sharply. The title of Void God alone couldn't intimidate him. With Barbatos's case before him, he couldn't have the slightest suspicion of the word "god." But he remembered the void and darkness he had seen in the other's empty eyes and suppressed the thought.

"Ghost, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about life."

The little knight nodded and hugged Wilson again. Wilson trembled all over and struggled to get up with a dazed look on his face. He shook his head and looked at everything around him which was still pale. He took out a few green mushrooms from his backpack and roasted them on the fire.

He swallowed it without caring whether it was burnt or not. It took him a while to come to his senses, but the memory of fear lingered in his mind and his teeth chattered subconsciously.

"It's so cold. I saw a scary monster earlier. Maybe he thought I was useless, or maybe I was too small and insignificant, so he didn't even notice me. That's why I managed to survive."

After he finished speaking, he shuddered again and leaned towards the fire.

"Promise me from now on that you won't leave the fire at night, okay? Never. By the way, why is it so cold? Has my soul been eroded by that monster? Is it because I'm too insignificant? Is even a glance at that monster enough to bring me to this fate?"

"that."

Kong looked up at the snowing sky with some embarrassment, interrupting the frustrated man's continuous muttering.

"No, it's just snowing."

"Is that so? By the way, ghost, I'm glad you're okay. I thought you were abducted by that monster I saw."

Wilson seemed to have regained some energy and spirit. He looked at the little knight with a worried look for a moment. After all, it was hard not to worry about such a cute little guy.

The young knight shook his head and took out the sign again.

I didn't see any monsters.

Indeed, it had tried its best to think for a long time, but it did not remember seeing any monster that could be called terrifying in the darkness. Perhaps it just missed it by chance?

At least, at least, it swore, it really didn't see it.

With the arrival of winter on the Famine Continent, a strangely cheerful atmosphere took over. Meanwhile, the Underground Kingdom, where Fricks was traveling, was also filled with a subtle atmosphere of pink bubbles.

She thought that this time she would struggle and bleed as usual, even if the punishment would be lighter. However, after failing three times in a row, the other party let her go easily. Even though the frustration in the other party's eyes for not being able to become a royal guard was real, she was not willing to continue fighting.

"Well, it seems that I will never be able to become a royal guard." Papyrus said dejectedly, but soon he started laughing.

"Hehehe, I know you must be asking why I, the great Papyrus, let you go, because, because."

"Because, I am the great Papyrus, pinch hehehe."

Papyrus saw in Frix's eyes her longing for home, just as he longed to be a royal guard. Because he knew clearly how unbearable this longing was, he didn't want to block her way anymore.

There are two kinds of people in the world. One kind, after experiencing pain, wants to bring his pain to the whole world. The other kind, after experiencing pain, understands this feeling particularly well and wants to save more people who are experiencing the same pain.

It seems that even if I am not happy yet, as long as I see others get rid of their pain, I will become happy too.

Fricks looked at the people and she said, "Let's be friends."

She was so genuine and so eager to be his friend.

"Hehehe, I see. You must have been moved by the great Papyrus, so you're so eager to be friends with me. Do you want to go on a date with me?"

Papyrus smiled, patted his chest, and began to talk nonsense again.

Phlix looked at the people and hummed the cheerful tune of her hometown lightly. She just stood there, standing in the snow, humming slowly. Papyrus followed suit without saying a word, and found a more comfortable sitting position. She sat down on the snow pile without any courtesy and listened.

The song is over.

Flix was still smiling lightly, a smile that looked as if it would be blown away by the wind. She said, "Yes, Papyrus is a great person, the greatest person I've ever met. So, I'm eager to be friends with you and go on a date with you."

Papyrus was completely speechless, only wisps of steam were rising from his head.

036 Today we have reached a world where only Sora is hurt

Those fluttering, completely icy white flocs covered the exposed ground with a thick layer of ice crystals in a moment, and the pond was frozen solid almost in an instant.

Unfortunately, faced with such a strange sight, Tony Stark, the only one who could sense something was wrong, was still deeply involved in the internal disputes of the company and could not get out of it. Naturally, he could not express his feelings about what was happening here.

The cold air bit them hard, and both Sora and Wilson huddled closer to the fire in shame. Except for the little knight who showed no adverse reactions to the cold or heat despite wearing very little, they were unable to withstand the severe cold in their thin clothes.

Kong took two steps forward, and it was as if his whole body was covered with ice, and even his movements became slow.

"Is this mission really, really, really okay?"

Sora shivered as he added more firewood.

"As expected, I'm sorry for dragging you down."

Wilson, shaking like a sieve, moved closer to Sora and began groping in his backpack for firewood until he found nothing.

"No, this won't do. We have no firewood left. We have to move."

"Yes, yes, yes? No, I have to move. This is my first group mission. I've never messed up missions in other worlds before. I can't mess this up."

They supported each other and stood up with difficulty, trying to run outside against the biting cold wind.

The little knight watched expressionlessly as they stood up, took a few steps, were blown back by the wind, then stood up again, took a few steps, and were blown back by the wind.

It's like being stuck in a dead loop that can't be solved at all.

It walked over forcefully and pinned the two of them down, then patted its chest, which it didn't even know existed, to suggest that it could handle it.

In order to appear reliable, it struggled to lift Wilson's axe and put it on its shoulder, but before it had taken two steps, its head hit the ground with a thud.

It was almost completely buried in the snow.

The little knight waved his hands, trying to pull his body out of the snow pile. He shook his head and jumped to shake off the snowflakes on his body. He kicked the axe in annoyance, and pulled out his bone nails without any discouragement, his expression extremely serious.

It stared at the surrounding trees without any hesitation.

If you want to get rich, cut down trees first.

Steve had said this to it countless times. Although it didn't quite understand the connection between the two, it didn't stop the little knight from carrying out the order.

In fact, it had done the task of chopping down trees with Steve so many times that it was now a piece of cake. The white light easily accumulated power in it, and after a moment, it spun rapidly like a top, easily cutting down several trees into wood.

Kong watched the people's actions, and his eyes inexplicably began to shine. He walked closer while shivering.

"Ghost ghost ghost, can I learn this?"

As he spoke, he sneezed and exhaled a white cloud of air.

He made up his mind that he would prepare thicker clothes next time, at least not expose his waist like this. Kong now felt a little pain in his stomach, and even felt a little restless.

[Can]

The Knight nodded.

I guess the master and the others don't mind it passing these martial arts to others, or they are happy to see it.

That stingy businessman probably wouldn't mind.

Although he is really stingy.

The next second, the young knight slashed at the man. The sudden attack did not frighten Kong. He took a step back, steadied his footing, and pulled out his Prototype Rock Slash, blocking the dull attack with some difficulty.

What was different from the cute and short stature was the opponent's slightly exaggerated attack power. It turned out that not all gods were like that unreliable guy Barbatos. It was because I had let my guard down too much.

Fortunately, the opponent's attack was not intended to take his life, and there was no intention to hurt him.

The other party was like a ghost, leaving only a black figure in the original place. After losing the trace of the other party, Kong looked around nervously until the sound of whistling wind came from behind.

He immediately turned around and held the sword with both hands to block the attack, but it was still a bit difficult. His hands were shaking uncontrollably due to the pressure of the person's force, and even the sword body was shaking and whimpering.

After just two rounds of fighting, he was completely at a disadvantage.

The opponent was much stronger than him in terms of strength, skills, and control of timing. He was like a seasoned fighter. Compared with him, he was like a child who had just learned how to wield a weapon.

Of course, he actually has some other means, such as using the power of elements, but he can keenly perceive that the other party has not used all his strength, so he naturally will not use other abilities first.

Wilson couldn't quite understand why such a sudden change had occurred. Two people who had just been chatting happily were now enemies, fighting each other. He wanted to dissuade them, but he couldn't get involved. He could only shout loudly to try to stop them.

"Stop, stop it, don't fight anymore."

After a few rounds of fighting, Kong's hands were sore, swollen and numb that he could hardly hold the sword. Beads of sweat kept pouring out of his forehead. He gasped for breath, and even his vision became blurred. The young knight's breathing did not even change, and his movements were still so regular, without revealing any flaws. If the other party had not deliberately shown humility to him, he would have fallen down long ago.

[Okay]

The knight nodded contentedly and retracted the bone nail.

What's okay?

Kong was still in a daze, as if something had been forcibly reflected into his memory, and he even had time to add a sentence to it.

[You have learned Whirlwind Slash]

He held the sword and subconsciously used what his mind had given him. The green wind power gathered in the sword, and then he turned into a small vortex like an uncontrollable wild horse, galloping away into the distance. The green wind also swept up the white snow, and gradually turned white.

"Why are you two suddenly fighting? Why did he suddenly leave? What exactly happened? What is going on?"

Wilson, who witnessed the process and results but knew nothing about the reasons, fell into a state of confusion.

[Teaching Skills]

"No, that's what he is."

He looked at the person who still didn't stop and asked worriedly.

He is using

Today, Kong got beaten up, and learned how to use skills? And the consequences of misusing skills.

When he came out of that state, he knelt down on the spot and vomited violently. He was still in a daze until he was picked up by two people.

037 The Missing Part

Frisk was tired, truly tired. Even after each death and regaining consciousness, he would regress to his previous state, the last intact and full state.

The vaguely painful wounds were healed, the lost strength was replenished, and the body felt light as if it had been reshaped. Perhaps it really was reshaped?

Sometimes she looked at her dead body, in various postures, and thought so.

It had been some time since she said goodbye to Papyrus. Of course, this was only in her memory. Perhaps for Papyrus, it was just a moment's separation.

Frisk's sense of time has been severed, and her memory is filled with too many deaths, so that even the slightest bit of warm memories is far away.

Frisk returned to this place after another death. She looked at the monster, the monster named Andain. As she listened to the repetitive lines, her expression gradually became numb.

Frisk had actually been wondering what would happen if enough of her died in the same place? Would the bodies pile up? Would they be squeezed together? Or would they overlap, densely packed like bugs?