Luna came and left simply, and the teammates behind her followed her away, like silent stone sculptures.

Su Mingan watched her leave, and suddenly heard Nailuo's voice.

She seemed to not understand their conversation about "players" and "the eighth world" at all, and her voice remained calm.

"Rin." She said, her voice clear in the light wind: "...I want to go home."

"Let's go, I'll ask Soul Hunter to arrange a boat back for you," Su Ming'an said.

It is now noon, and his specialization skills have stopped at lv.2 and cannot be improved.

It seems that the content that Naraku can teach is limited and can only help him advance to one level. Even if he teaches again later, it will just repeat the words and waste time.

However, the specialization skills are amazing even if they are upgraded to one level. He already has a vague sense of superiority of "hitting wherever he points", although this is probably an illusion...

The current harvest is enough. He still needs to catch up on his sleep in the afternoon, and then face the final level in the evening and board the city at noon tomorrow.

Praia's rule is to go to the city at noon on the second day after the feast, which is the last day the dungeon is opened. This time is stipulated by the dungeon and he cannot advance it.

Since Naraku wants to go home, he should send her home as soon as possible. After all, she is a member of the At Empire. Even if something happens to the At, he can send her back.

He turned around and saw the girl standing on the hillside with her back to him.

The red hair behind her was still gorgeous, trailing to her lower back like tiny flames, swaying brightly and dazzlingly in the breeze.

When she heard his words, she turned around, her eyes flashing with confusion.

"What home?" she said.

"Yat Empire, if you want to go back, you can go back with the merchant ship." Su Mingan said: "You don't have any relatives here, and the living environment is very harsh. There is no need for you to stay here."

"..." She looked at him blankly, her eyes clearer than ever before, as if all the emotions in her eyes had been wiped out suddenly.

"My home is the Art Empire?" she said.

"?" As soon as Su Ming'an realized something was wrong, he saw her suddenly burst into laughter.

"I'm just teasing you, Rin." She said, "I don't want to go back, it's very good here. Duoya and the others are very polite, and they also gave me free housing and living resources. Compared with that, I need to be cautious and emphasize etiquette everywhere.

The Mir family of the Art Empire, I prefer to stay in this free land...at least..."

She moved her hand and took out her poorly danced spear from nowhere.

"...At least here, I can still keep my gun with me." She said softly.

She seemed to have omitted half of the sentence.

In addition to being accompanied by the gun, she seemed to want to be accompanied by something else.

"Rin, are you leaving tomorrow? Going to that city in the sky?" she asked.

"Well, there's a high probability that I won't come back." Su Mingan said.

According to the urinary nature of the dungeon, he will definitely reach the end of the plot immediately after going up, and then end the dungeon, with no chance to come down again.

"...I will remember you." She said, "I will always remember you."

She looked over.

She seemed to be caught in some kind of hazy gaze that was isolated from the outside world. Her exceptionally clear eyes seemed to be filled with fire, flickering and dancing vividly when she looked over.

Naraku has a kind of confident beauty like the heroine of a novel, a natural beauty. Her eyeliner is extremely long and narrow, her eyes are like hooks, and her eyelashes are so long that they can be curled. When her face is expressionless, she looks like a young lady in the medieval period.

He looks so dignified and elegant, but once he smiles, it's as if the person on the paper suddenly comes to life, with a clever and pleasant sweetness.

"Even if I forget everyone and everything... Even if I get so old that I can't even see my eyes... I will still remember you."

she says.

Ever since the Yate sank, Su Mingan had never seen her smile so happily.

This charming lady who had been struck by lightning since the very beginning of the dungeon, pointing at his nose and yelling, was now as clean as a gust of wind.

Anyone else would definitely think that she had grown up during the disaster and became more rational.

But in fact, she has never changed.

"You still have a long time to live." Su Mingan said: "I hope you meet a better person."

Naraku lowered his head.

When she raised her head, her eyes were crystal clear.

"So, goodbye."

she says.

"Goodbye." Su Mingan said.

"I'm leaving, and I won't go to your farewell ceremony tomorrow. From now on, I will live happily in Praia, dancing with guns, carving wood, drinking rice wine... Maybe, I will also become a

I am a brave soul hunter and I want to find a handsome young man who loves me." Naraku said: "There will be no woman in the world who loves you as much as I do, and no one will love you as much as I do. Don't hurry up.

Last chance?"

"Naruo." Su Ming'an repeated: "I am not Su Lin. Su Lin may have liked you, but I don't like you."

He knew that she couldn't understand this. She was an unawakened NPC and wouldn't understand why the player became Su Lin.

He just wanted to emphasize that he was not the original Su Lin and should not be the object of her affection at all.

What she likes should be the second-generation Su Lin, Kaia who fled to the Art Empire, and the young master of the Su family who is her childhood sweetheart and a close match.

When she said this, he saw her eyes were calm.

"Do you think I care about your love?"

Her emotions suddenly violently rioted, as if she was irritated by his words: "——I tell you, if you dare to be a light bulb, I will definitely hack you to death, and stay away from now on!"

She turned around and left, walking very fast, her voice flying like an elf in the wind. She didn't look back, as if she didn't give anyone any room to save her.

The fiery red spear swayed slightly in her hand, like a bird's vertical tail.

When her figure was about to completely disappear from his sight, she stopped for a moment, and a small voice came from the wind.

"Sleep well." She said: "Climb that city, and then...end the disaster in this land."

The system prompt sounded:

…

[NPC (Naraku), favorability: 85+5 (dying love)]

…

Su Mingan returned to the East District to catch up on his sleep.

Not surprisingly, he will not have another chance to sleep until the dungeon ends.

The seventh world, the most critical last day, is coming.

He fell asleep quickly while thinking.

He seemed to have fallen into a dark, sweet dream in an instant. Being extremely tired, he fell asleep very quickly. Even when he was lying on a simple bed with poor conditions, his body felt like he was in a soft cloud.

Complex thoughts quickly fade and disappear during sleep.

Sleep allows people to escape from complicated thoughts, escape everything, and fall into pure tranquility.

——until evening.

Someone knocked on his door.

"Lord Su Lin."

He woke up from his deep sleep and opened the door.

It was almost night at this time, and the blood-red sunset shone on the gradually thawing river, like a thick road of blood.

Outside the door, Vice Minister Duoya, covered with brilliant sunset, was there.

Her face, which was always filled with a smile, now had a slight sadness.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest. But... you'd better come here and take a look."

…

Su Mingan once again saw Naraku, who had said goodbye to him.

He also thought that the farewell in the morning was the last time he met.

But when he saw the girl sitting in the room with dull eyes through the door, his steps stopped.

When he saw this, he thought he had seen it wrong.

Naraku is a lively, generous girl, as bright as a flame. She is extremely courageous and has an adventurous spirit in her nature, as if she is not afraid of anything.

In this dark land, she is the brightest color and seems to always be full of vitality.

When I think of her, the deepest impression is her flaming red hair, like a flame that will never go out.

...But at this moment.

But at this time.
To be continued...