After the hot water heals the body, the warmth on the body surface is blown by the night breeze, and the icy coolness gives a very comfortable feeling.

Sitting on the edge of the hotel roof, in the darkness beyond the reach of light, the figure wearing only a simple shirt looked at the night in the center of Paris.

Looking at the world-famous Eiffel Tower, brilliant in the night.

I saw this "famous" scenery up close and personal, which I had seen in elementary school English textbooks.

It feels like he can hear the breath of the bustling city around him, which is a very far away feeling from him who once only lived in a small city.

The sound of flapping wings sounded, and two delicate and elegant black figures appeared. Haiji and Mullin landed on his shoulders, rubbing Fangran's cheeks affectionately,

They opened their wings and started chirping, as if they were complaining about their owner suddenly abandoning them not long ago.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to leave you behind either."

Fang Ran, who saw this scene, smiled softly, tapped the birds that immediately returned to him with his fingers, raised his arms and released them into the night sky,

Then he continued to look at the Paris night and slowly opened his dark eyes.

This time Fangran even noticed it himself,

He is indeed smiling.

No longer sticking to the same place, coming to a distant world, experiencing a series of events as a participant, like a long-awaited adventure,

Let that child's excitement to break the ordinary flow from the bottom of his heart to the corners of his mouth.

Losing all his abilities and being teleported to London didn't seem to be as bad as he initially thought.

His dark eyes stared quietly at the bustling night below. Fangran was still thinking about the memory of his body moving on its own last night, and thinking about the other half of the reasons he chose to stay besides saving the night.

Originating from that child, he still yearns for handsome justice and extraordinary things.

"If we don't win that battle..."

His black eyes looked down at the bustling city center of Paris from a high altitude. The night wind blew his collar and hair, scattering the second half of his soliloquy.

Am I not going to think this through clearly...

Thinking that I participated in the national war because I wanted to advance, it was also the reason why I didn't lose the night game and got involved in the crisis.

This time Fangran still felt that the collision of various conditions produced a result,

Then push yourself into a situation of 'coincidence'.

Temporarily freed from the tense escape, I have time to rest. The darkness on the roof isolates the noise of the bright lights below, as if I am far away from the other side of the world.

The curvature is frivolous, the black eyes are quiet, and his thoughts are slowly lost in thought as the night goes by.

"What are you doing in a place like this?"

Then I don't know how long it took, and suddenly I heard a clear and awe-inspiring voice behind me.

Osphia, who changed back into her white silk casual clothes, walked up to him, her blond hair fluttering brightly and softly in the night wind.

"I can't sleep, so I want to see the scenery of Paris."

"No...I'm just looking for people to see if they're in trouble like we were during the day,"

In the bird's-eye view from above, he unconsciously forgot the time. He was a little surprised by her arrival. He switched back to his own field of vision and Fangran answered slowly with a trance in his eyes:

"Because...I can go help them now."

I don’t know why, after hearing such an answer,

Osphia felt that the night must be different to him at this moment.

Then she saw the young man sitting on the edge of the roof, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes, winking deliberately and chuckling:

"Is it surprising?"

But there was no disturbance. Osphia looked calm and looked at the golden-orange glowing iron tower in the distance.

"No, what you just said surprised me even more."

She was slightly surprised by how calm she looked at him, and Fangran was a little surprised and curious.

"Why do you say that?"

"You deliberately obscured your explanation to your companion. Your previous answer to me was not like flashing through a few scenes."

She had already noticed Fangran's flaw in the car when she and Qing Ning came back, but it wasn't until this moment that she slowly revealed it in a calm tone.

"The most obvious thing is that if you enter after noticing something strange, you won't be able to see Colossus suddenly attack Lord Herschel."

On the roof of the building at night, Osphia's blue eyes stared into the darkness. Her figure was majestic and her voice was calm in the night wind.

"What are you hiding, whether it's these eyes or the terrifying monster you're manipulating with obvious A-level skills."

The look on her face was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, she seemed to have noticed it a long time ago.

Fangran looked at her in shock for a second, and then slowly and helplessly laughed.

"You are indeed very powerful..."

Through Hai Ji who landed on the windowsill, he saw Qing Ning, who was carrying back a lot of delicious food with Tang Bing.

Thinking about the "connection" that might have existed between himself and everyone in the night game, he lowered his quiet black eyes and spoke softly.

"I just... haven't figured out how to tell them yet."

Listening to his somewhat complicated words, Osphia looked at Fangran beside her, who was slightly silent, then turned her head and continued to answer the question just now, but replaced it with a sudden question.

"Fangran, do you know why I was hostile to you because of the national war?"

"Isn't it because I accidentally cut your clothes?"

Ignoring his knowing chuckle, Ophia looked at the night view of Paris in front of her, as if she was seeing the C-level battle that she ultimately lost.

"Although it is understandable to use strategies to balance the disadvantages of numbers, you who wear a mask to disguise yourself at all times are the kind of person I hate the most,"

"So I don't trust you and don't want to act with someone who can even deceive his companions."

"But I found out after being forced to do so,"

The young man's stunned expression was reflected in his blue eyes.

"You seem to have lied to yourself."

Silently opened her mouth and then slowly closed it, unable to refute this somewhat sharp comment. Looking at him who was speechless, Osphia withdrew her gaze and continued to speak coldly.

"Obviously I know the answer in my heart, but my words are vague. I obviously know why I stayed in this muddy water, but I don't have the courage to really admit it."

"When you rushed out to catch the robber and taught those black thieves a lesson, did you look at your own face in the mirror?"

This second hit the nail on the head. She pointed out the source of her confusion on the train without any euphemism. Fangran raised his head and looked at the night sky with no stars, and smiled helplessly:

"Did you see through it..."

But at that same second, he heard Ophia's voice, calm and gentle in the night wind, which seemed to be a little different.

"That's why I was surprised just now."

Eh?

His dark eyes stagnated. Hearing these words, he always felt gentler. Fangran looked at the movements of the night sky and paused.

Then he saw that Osphia seemed not to be looking at him on purpose, and her tone did not change much and she spoke calmly:

"It seems that after what happened last night, you seem to have figured it out."

The look on his stunned face suddenly thawed. When he heard her saying this, Fangran couldn't help but chuckle, and then a hint of happiness rose in his dark eyes.

"Have you... finally acknowledged me as your companion?"

The tall and white figure did not answer, and time passed again in an uncomfortable silence.

They all seemed to be quietly looking at the night before the action.

"Have your powers recovered?"

Then Osphia spoke softly first, breaking the silent atmosphere.

"No, not yet. I just used the moment when the two spaces were briefly connected to recall part of the power activated in the scene, but I still can't use the magic energy."

Fangran put his hands on his sides and looked at the distant reply with a relaxed posture. Then he thought of the precious opportunity for [Scale Scale] to recover, and sighed helplessly at the fact that he had simply wasted it:

"And if I had bad luck and no fighting ability, I would be like this."

"Is it."

After receiving such a negative answer, Ophia simply spoke without regret, leaving Fangran wondering what she was thinking.

"But your night weapon and bow can still be taken out, right?"

"You mean this?"

Hearing her suddenly mention this, Fangran raised a hand to hold it. After a round of moonlight flickered, the huge bow of the Moon God Hunt appeared in his hand.

"The power of the night weapon requires magical energy to be exerted, but the required magical energy does not absolutely need to come from its owner, otherwise the association's Roar of the End Sea will not be able to be used at all."

As the sound of heels approached, his black eyes stared blankly as Osphia walked up to him and squatted down beside him. Looking at her delicate profile with blue eyes lowered, Fangran, who was in a daze, listened to her speak slowly:

"The power of the Ether Elf is to carry someone's consciousness, but it also has my magic energy. Attach it to your night device, and then let me give you conscious control over them, and you should be able to use the night device.
To be continued...