Indeed won.

Brand had already received the experience prompt; he successfully reached level twenty-three, just two levels more and the second talent would be unlocked. Compared to the first talent which was merely to reflect the differences between characters, the second talent is a core talent that determines the development route of a character in the later stages.

It is also the most important talent.

"Unfortunately, the flight time of the Fireball Technique is still too long. Otherwise, it would be much easier to use this directly." Brand sighed as he looked at the forest burning with a crackling sound, knowing the flames would soon extinguish. Because there was no real fire here, the extremely high temperature only existed for a moment during the explosion. What everyone saw now were just illusions created by the gathering elements. Otherwise, in the game, no one would choose to use fire magic; a Fireball Technique dropping down would halve the spoils of war, no one could accept that.

He took a long breath and grabbed the water bag for a sip. This battle was not exhausting, not even comparable to many battles he experienced in the past game where sometimes he couldn't even lift a finger after a day's fight.

But this time was different, truly a race against time. Every opportunity was precious and vital, he couldn't afford the cost of making mistakes.

Luckily, he found that he hadn't lost all the experience from his past.

However, his sigh quickly turned into surprise at the scene in the burning forest. When the flames dispersed, Brand found that the Ghost Knight did not dissipate into ashes. Instead, he lay quietly on the ground, with the Evil Spirit mount touching its master's hand gently beside him.

But the Soul Fire on the Evil Spirit mount and the Ghost Knight was disintegrating to varying degrees; this disintegration was ongoing, and their Spiritual Armor soon cracked like a layer of smoke, revealing the bodies originally wrapped in heavy armor or under the armored layer.

"Unicorn Spirit!"

Brand gaped in astonishment as he watched the skeletal layer composed of the Power of Soul on the Evil Spirit mount fall off, revealing a beautiful body underneath, like the most robust and vigorous warhorse with a long horn on its forehead, indicating its identity.

Wait, according to the legend of Vaun, Unicorns only served the purest maidens as mounts, didn't they?

The young man looked down instinctively and couldn't help but spray out the water in his mouth, some even choking into his nose, causing him to cough violently.

After the complete dissolution of the Ghost Knight's armor, beneath it laid a peacefully sleeping Elf Girl like a princess.

No, it should be the soul of the Elf Girl.

The silver mark on her forehead was still there, which in Silver Elf customs indicated she was not yet an adult. It seems she was a child who died prematurely, but now was not the time for sympathy. Brand thought about the fierce Ghost Knight they fought with for three hundred rounds.

She was a minor girl?

Who could tell him what kind of absurd situation this was?

However, fortunately, the soul of the Elf Girl was still wearing a very light and soft long dress after the disintegration of the Spiritual Armor, preventing Brand from falling into a more awkward situation.

At this moment, others crowded around, initially intending to congratulate their Lord, but they froze just like Brand when they saw their enemy's current appearance.

"This is..." Hu Que saw the half-transparent ghost lying quietly in the center of the space created by the Fireball Technique and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Antitina also jumped in surprise, exclaiming: "...that...is her?"

Brand nodded.

Although it seemed somewhat incredible, it was indeed factual. Besides, it wasn't impossible since Evil Spirits don't appear out of thin air. In fact, he suspected from the beginning that the Ghost Knight might be a projection of the souls of the Ancestor Kings in the King's Grave of the Silver Elf King, but he didn't expect it to be a little girl.

Antitina frowned, reluctantly accepting this explanation.

"Did we kill her?" a voice asked.

Brand turned around and saw the one who spoke was the younger sister of the Wild Elf siblings, clearly concerned about whether they had killed a fellow same race, unlike her older sister who merely frowned lightly.

In fact, Wild Elves and Silver Elves were significantly different, although in Vaun, the Elves and Winged Clan were both considered embodiments of beauty—but the beauty of Wild Elves felt like gentle afternoon sunlight, bright and friendly. In fact, Wild Elves were one of the races most integrated with Humans, with many of them living and breeding in Human society.

But Silver Elves appeared cold and unreachable, due to adherence to ancient prophecies, they had long since secluded themselves, leaving people with a mysterious and proud impression.

Silver Elves were generally taller than Humans, with slender figures and graceful manners. They were the earliest nobles on Earth, born nobles, giving a feeling of cold yet glorious moonlight.

The ghost of the Elf Girl lying quietly on the ground now stood in stark contrast to the Wild Elf sisters.

The young man's gaze fell on Romantic, whose eyes expressed the same desire, but compared to others, she seemed to want the expected answer even more.

Brand shook his head, focusing on the ghost's vague body—this phenomenon indicated the Power of Soul was disintegrating, and the force maintaining the Elf Girl's existence in this world had become extremely weak. Although she hadn't immediately disappeared, she probably wouldn't last much longer: "She has long been dead, even now, she is merely on the edge of soul disintegration."

Miss Merchant sighed in disappointment.

But when Brand said this, she couldn't help but click her tongue. How many lives did she have? Taking a strike from his Thousand Army Strike, then being beaten by mercenaries for half a day, then topped off with a Fireball Technique, logically even at level ten higher she should be dead, but the truth was this Elf Girl was lying here intact.

Being her Sleeping Beauty.

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