The summer when you were 10, you struck out with a wooden stick, creating a Sword Qi that vanished in the blink of an eye, like an illusion.
The spring when you were 22, after finishing a school recruitment, you suddenly heard the wind blowing from behind. You turned abruptly, and that Sword Qi hit the back of your neck, slicing away the last bit of youthful spirit.
You thought it was the end.
But that day, on the stage, you saw that familiar strike.
In an instant, goosebumps rose all over your body.
You deeply felt the emotions within that sword.
It was something you had sought in your youth and never obtained.
So you were startled and wanted to pick up a wooden stick from the roadside and slash back again.
So strong and powerful!
I really want to cut this woman down from her horse!
Fortunately, Chloe hadn’t gone mad yet, and with a bit of effort, suppressed the urge to have a fight that had risen.
The music in the radio stopped.
Chloe’s footsteps were heard coming closer.
Fratiss’s ears twitched slightly and she turned her head vigilantly:
Seems like I’ve ruined someone’s moment of elegance.
"Long time no see, Fratiss."
The little foodie’s previously alert expression gradually relaxed, returning to that familiar demeanor:
"Ah, senior, long time no see."
Chloe was not embarrassed, walking forward and saying:
"Sorry, your Sword Dance was so good, I couldn’t help but become enraptured and disturbed your practice, I’m really sorry."
— That Sword Dance, it really is mine!
Fratiss tilted her head and said:
"Just practice more, right?"
"Please don’t elevate the difficulty of Sword Dance, my little genius," Chloe pretended to be dissatisfied, "so the juniors who want to learn but can’t might question their life."
He praised her without reservation.
This genuine sentiment was definitely not empty talk.
He’s not unfamiliar with cooperating with students from the Warrior Class. This technique is truly impressive.
Ultimate beauty also represents ultimate danger.
Fratiss’s Sword Dance is beautiful and deadly, with hardly any killing intent.
If a real fight broke out, ordinary students wouldn’t even know how they died.
The Ethereal Gemini of the Warrior Series are both highly anticipated by mentors.
But it’s not just because they are Gemini that they are anticipated.
It’s because they deserve to be anticipated that they became Gemini.
Unfortunately, the other Gemini is still rolling in the dirt.
Fratiss blushed slightly at Chloe’s praise.
"I-I’m not as good as you imagine."
"Do you think I haven’t seen those Warrior Series guys? Anyone who can get into Ethereal Emblem must be a remarkable prodigy."
You stood out from within them, you must have put a lot of effort into that Sword Dance."
"S-Senior saw through it."
Fratiss felt a bit of joy in her heart.
Chloe, however, felt somewhat complicated.
In the game, Fratiss is the first SR character the player receives.
The character’s background introduction is only a few sparse lines.
At 10, learned the most basic White Crow Swordsmanship from her retired knight father.
At 11, neighbors laughed at her clumsy moves.
At 12, danced with the sword day and night, unable to put it down.
At 13, sword moves formed as the wind, rain, and sword dance intertwined.
At 14, no one in the border town could teach her more sword moves.
At 15, joined Ethereal Emblem High School.
At 16, kicked open the path of the extraordinary, talent emerged on its own.
At 17, became the top student.
At 18, ascended to the Ethereal Gemini.
But you should know, in the setting of "Simulated Hero," Fratiss is an ultra-rare [SR] character; even with dual SR talents, she can only close the gap with those SSR characters.
But Rephya’s Holy Bone Talent is UR.
Bridging the gap between UR and SSR is not just about so-called talent.
So he understood when he saw the Sword Dance.
"You’ve worked hard over the years, haven’t you?"
Fratiss paused, then nodded hard and said:
Since high school, she had been attending Ethereal Emblem High School.
Only, she didn’t know when it started, but many people took her strength for granted.
"You’ve done well, Fratiss, make the most of your talent."
"I really envy you. If I were like you, maybe I’d be noticed by the Fantasy Association for having a great Sword Dance too."
They always said this, and she wasn’t upset about it.
Since they want to learn this sword dance so much, why do they shake their head in refusal when invited to extra practice?
"Extend your hand." Chloe said with a smile.
Fratiss was a bit puzzled, but Chloe seemed nice, so she didn’t think too much and just opened her hand.
Chloe unfastened her gauntlet, revealing a pair of scarred hands.
Senior Sister Fufu was , the food lover was too.
He just knew these geniuses all shared something in common.
"Today I saw something nice, so I’ll give you a reward."
He pointed his finger at the girl’s palm.
In an instant, the scars on her hands seemed to be erased like by a rubber, gradually disappearing.
The food lover’s mouth opened slightly.
She knew Chloe’s healing capabilities were great, but these old scars were from before entering Ethereal Emblem and rarely appeared after joining the academy.
However, if old ailments could be easily removed, they wouldn’t be called old ailments.
Healing wounds is easy, not leaving scars is difficult.
She always heard the top student in the second-year Healing Class was amazing, but she didn’t grasp how amazing.
She only heard some girls in the class tease:
"As long as Chloe is willing, even if only one person, he can absolutely be the groom every night, painting the bed red with blood." The most update n0vels are published on N0velFire.ɴet
But her classmates told her, "Once you see his healing, you’ll understand."
Previously, she only vaguely guessed they were talking about something indecent,
but now she had confirmed it.
It really was what she thought.
Is this the closest to the perfect healing top student?
But as her face flushed, thinking of some strange matters, she heard knocking behind her.
"Hmm? It’s Chloe and Fratiss, what are you two doing on stage?"
Chloe turned back and saw a pair of deep-set eyes.
The speaker was Lilith.
She was leaning against the stage entrance door, smiling at the two.
The food lover looked at Lilith in surprise, then lowered her head and said nothing, appearing a bit downcast.
Chloe glanced left, then right.
Tsk tsk, these two really have some issues.
"At this time, shouldn’t second-years be doing practical classes? Chloe, how do you have time to be here?"
For some reason, Chloe felt Lilith was smiling superficially.
But he wouldn’t indulge her, spreading his hands:
"Got tricked by a member of a certain association, who’d have thought an Evil God’s follower infiltrated it, anyhow I took him out."
Though feeling somewhat guilty, what does his business have to do with Lilith?
To speak frankly, I’m still your savior!
Who is the unhappy face for?
Even being pretty, kneel before me!
Lilith’s gaze became fiercer.
Chloe shrugged and turned to look at the innocent Fratiss involved.
The food lover turned her head away, looking like she didn’t want to deal with Lilith.
Seeing this scene, the already agitated Lilith became more irritated.
Yet she still restrained herself, saying patiently:
"Indeed, it’s my fault for not checking the members’ backgrounds properly,"
Why does it seem like she’s sulking?
Chloe found Lilith a bit neurotic.
It oddly reminded him of Walnut, who was always sulking.
Thinking of Walnut, Chloe’s mood also cooled down.
Everything seemed boring for the moment.
"Rooney over there, killed is killed, Evil God’s follower’s death is not a regrettable loss."
The anger doesn’t disappear, it only transfers.
She was now considering whether to place a 100,000 gold bounty at the Assassin’s Guild to unconditionally assassinate the Evil God’s forces.
If dissatisfied then come for revenge!
Her people, can only be bullied by her.
Just as she looked at the silent Fratiss beside, she felt more troubled.
She didn’t want that child mingling with Chloe.
"Chloe, find me after you’re done, I’ll check out the situation."