I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

She stood up, holding her stomach, with beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. Vivian felt that she was in a very bad state. Even if the sword had not fallen out of her hand, she might not be able to hold the weapon steadily in her current state.

"It's over, Vivian. If you want to hate someone, hate yourself. If you had a better background, if you didn't have this lowly blood in your body, if you didn't look so eye-catching, maybe you wouldn't have fallen to this end today!"

Ariel said condescendingly, with contempt for Vivian in her eyes. In her opinion, as a half-dragon, she should be trampled under her feet. Relying on her beauty and strength, she dared to become more dazzling than her.

Her hands were burning with black flames. She couldn't wait to destroy Vivian's face with her own hands. She had lived for a long time in her life, but Vivian's appearance was undoubtedly the thing she hated the most.

Milu stood aside without saying anything. He was a quiet type, but he looked at Vivian with contempt. He didn't like a half-dragon being more dazzling than his pure-blooded dragon.

Vivian sat on the ground and kept crawling back. Although she knew that the final outcome of her single-handed action might be like this, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful after it really happened. After all, no one wants to die casually.

As if she had sensed her despair, Ariel's movements became slower, and Vivian closed her eyes as if she was desperate. Now she couldn't resist at all.

However, after closing her eyes, a figure emerged in Vivian's mind. The white dragon half-dragon who should have been her mortal enemy appeared in front of her.

Vivian spent a lot of time thinking about what the emotion in her heart was in the past three years, and at the same time observed the changes in her best friend Noriel in the past three years.

In the end, she understood one thing, that is, she was actually the same as Noriel, and had a special feeling for the existence of Elena, an emotion called admiration or love.

This kind of feeling made Vivian very entangled at first. Although she had never had a similar experience, she knew a little bit about it. But the more she knew about it, the more she couldn't figure out when she fell in love with the other person.

Maybe the other person was one of the few people in her life who really cared about her, or maybe the other person added a ray of hope to her life. If you really think about it carefully, Elaina did a lot of unexpected things for Vivian, so it didn't seem so surprising that she would like the other person.

After understanding this, Vivian had a new worry, that is, she had no way to vent her emotions, and she had no chance to tell her.

Recalling that Noelle always tried to get around Elaina, and seemed to want to say something, Vivian was still curious about what her good friend was doing and what she wanted to do. It was not until Noelle confessed her feelings to Elaina that she reacted.

But in the past three years, Vivian couldn't even walk the same path as Noelle, after all, the person she wanted to express her feelings to was always asleep.

In the past three years, Vivian also visited Elena more than once. Every time she went there, her body was gradually getting thinner and weaker day by day, and she felt very distressed when she saw it.

Noelle, who followed her, cried every time she saw her, and her eyes were swollen before she stopped a little.

According to the hero Elena herself, it is not a solution to go on like this. Elena's body must be transported to a prop that can completely stop physical skills, just like the White Dragon Ancestor Freya, so that her body functions will not decline due to long-term sleep.

This time the attack on the holy land may speed up the arrangement of this matter. It is well known how much the hero loves Elena.

It is a pity that Vivian will probably not see the arrival of that day. Looking at Ariel who is getting closer and closer, she showed a very regretful expression on her face.

She originally thought that people like her wouldn't have too many thoughts even if they died, but now her heart is full of regrets, after all, there are too many things she hasn't told Elena.

But soon Vivian accepted her fate. Although she couldn't say that she was not afraid of death, she was indeed not so afraid of death. It was good enough for her to live to this day with her identity. She was able to establish ties with so many people she had never thought of before she died. She was very satisfied with her life.

"What's that expression on your face? It's disgusting."

Seeing Vivian's relieved look, Ariel felt very disgusted.

Vivian smiled and didn't say anything., but raised his right hand and raised his middle finger to the other party. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well make a big splash before he died.

"Looking for death!"

The small action was full of insults, and Ariel couldn't stand such a temper. The flames in her hands suddenly burned more vigorously. She wanted to melt Vivian's head directly!

Seeing that Ariel was about to reach out and touch Vivian, a sword flew over from a distance. Ariel, who was paying full attention to Vivian, almost didn't react. A sword was inserted in front of her. If she took one more step, her head would probably be pierced.

Seeing this inexplicable sword, everyone was stunned in place, especially Ariel who was standing in front of the sword. Her heart couldn't help beating wildly at this moment, and she felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart.

She felt the danger from the sword. Whose sword was it that made her feel threatened?

"Who?!"

The first person to react was Milu. He had been watching behind Ariel to prevent any accidents, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen when he was watching.

Vivian was stunned, staring at the sword in front of her. Milu and Ariel couldn't recognize it, but she knew very well that this sword with a gorgeous shape and a sense of justice was the only sword in the world that looked like this.

Holy sword!

Only the holy sword of a brave man would emit such an aura. If the holy sword is here, then its owner must be nearby. Vivian subconsciously turned her head and happened to see a figure walking slowly in the distance.

The silver-white hair danced in the wind, and the gorgeous armor could not hide the other party's excellent figure. The eyes exuded a fierce light. Although he was a brave man, he always gave off a cold aura that was different from that of a brave man.

The opponent stretched out his hand to grab the void, and the holy sword that was originally inserted into the ground resonated and trembled slightly. Soon it floated up into the air and returned to the brave man's hand at a very fast speed.