The girl walked aimlessly on the street full of ancient charm.

She wears a navy blue hoodie on her upper body, a pair of light blue jeans on her lower body, and a pair of white sneakers on her feet, looking young and beautiful.

This is a small town located in the east of Europe, a famous tourist attraction. At any glance, you will see that the buildings are at least 100 to 200 years old, and the buildings full of classical beauty decorate the streets as if they were still in the last century. It's so beautiful that you won't want to leave.

The spring breeze carries a noticeable chill, so the girl pulls up the hood on her hoodie early and hides her face in the shadow of the hood. However, the wide hoodie could not hide her graceful figure at all, and the slightly tight jeans also set off her legs extraordinarily straight, like pencil legs only in comics.

A slightly smooth chin peeks out from under the hood. The delicate skin like white jade makes people feel the urge to lift the hood and take a look - it must be a very beautiful girl!

The girl's steps were very slow, with a little hesitation, a little melancholy, and a little obscurity, strolling aimlessly through the streets.

Her gaze swept across the streets, with grocery stores, restaurants, and kiosks. The empty gaze seems to be in the eyes, and it is as if nothing has been seen, like an ancient well without waves, without the slightest brilliance.

- It's over, it's all over......

The girl's hands in the pockets of her hoodie clenched into fists. The beautiful nails sink slightly into the flesh, and a faint ray of red appears in the palm.

After more than ten years of preparation, countless efforts and dedication, what did you get in exchange? It's nothing!

Her heart was full of remorse, and there was a deep sense of injustice and unwillingness in her remorse.

From childhood to adulthood, the girl has always been the proud daughter of the sky, the pride in the eyes of her parents, and the "child next door" in the mouth of her neighbors. Whether it is appearance or figure, whether it is knowledge or family background, she has absolute confidence and pride. But in just half a day, everything she was proud of was trampled under her feet! She could only flee in a hurry like a lost dog......

Walking past a small shop full of postcards and souvenirs, the girl aimlessly stepped onto a long bridge.

The long bridge is lined with ancient Roman-style sculptures and columns, which subtly echo the surrounding traditional buildings, and look quaint and elegant in the bright sun, which is doubtful to attract a large number of tourists. Tourists raised their cameras or mobile phones to take pictures.

The girl seemed to know everything around her, and walked to the middle of the long bridge in a daze.

A strong gust of wind with a chill blew in his face, blowing the hem of the hoodie and the hood off the hood.

Under the hood is a beautiful face with black pupils and long, straight black hair, which adds a bit of dusty temperament to her. It's just that the big eyes that should be charming and agile are dim at the moment, and the white jade-like skin also looks a little pale, and faintly you can see a faint trace of blood and a dark blue that has not completely dispersed at the corners of the mouth.

- Trap, this is a trap! This is a trap for me! These despicable and shameless guys!

There was a bit of anger in the girl's dull pupils, which made her expressionless face a little more vivid.

The moment she gave up her servant and chose to withdraw from the trial, she was a loser. For losers, anger can only be an incompetent bark, a punishment for oneself, and has no meaning.

The thing that looks at the process and does not look at the result only exists in the sports meeting when I was a student, because youth doesn't care about failure, as long as you work hard, you can have a clear conscience. But after stepping into society, you will find that the process is only important if the result is good. For losers, no amount of effort is in vain. No matter how much you sum up, failure is still failure, and nothing will change.

The winner is king – this simple idea applies not only to the mortal world, but also to the inner world.

There was a "so beautiful" exclamation all around, exclamations in five or six languages.

The girl's side face is too beautiful, and what is even more rare is that her temperament is out of the dust, strolling on the long bridge like a person in a painting. It attracts the surrounding tourists to stop and look. Soon, the sound of cameras clattering around was heard.

Tourists have raised their cameras and mobile phones to permanently collect the girl in front of them.

As if disturbed by the successive clicks, the girl stopped slightly, looking around with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Black has always been used as an ominous color, and at one time it was also used as the color of the devil. The reason for this may be the fear of the long night engraved in the depths of the genes, or the fear of the unknown, or the simple fear of the dark......

The long black hair and black pupils are extra conspicuous in the crowd full of blondes and blue eyes, and they are also extra attractive, full of mystery.

Soon, almost immediately, the young man with blond hair and blue eyes walked up, greeted the girl in a magnetic voice, and then sent an invitation to dinner.

The girl shook her head slightly, not saying a word. The blond-haired young man said a few more words, but the girl still shook her head without saying a word, and the young man finally left with a little disappointment.

- Failed to pick up! This girl is too cold!

The young man returned to his companions, which soon drew a good-natured laugh from them.

Soon another young man came out. He held a bouquet of roses in his hand and a rose in his mouth, and walked straight towards the girl.

The young man's steps are brisk, and his appearance is quite handsome. The young man walks with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, like the male protagonist in an idol drama. At this moment, the male protagonist is undoubtedly moving towards his own heroine.

His steps were brisk. But for some reason, his pace gradually slowed down as he walked, and finally stopped. When he stopped completely, he was only a few steps away from the girl.

The girl's eyes were still dazed, but the chill in the corners of her eyes was cold and biting, countless times colder than the cold wind of spring!

The girl's stop was right in the center of the left side of the long bridge, and the slender and slender reflection fell on the lake below the long bridge with the light of the sun. The sparkling surface of the lake reflects the long bridge, and also reflects the girl who stopped and stared on the long bridge.

- Betrayal! This is a blatant betrayal!

The enemy is hateful, but the most hated is undoubtedly the traitor. Know that betrayal is an unpardonable sin!

As soon as she thought of the person who had been pinned on high hopes, the girl felt a chill. Along with the chill, there is also a deep resentment.

She stared silently at her own reflection on the lake.

The long black hair and black pupils set off the off-white bridge, which contrasts sharply with the ancient Roman statue holding a spear in front of him.

On the left is a slender girl, with a slender waist and slender hands and feet full of feminine femininity; On the right is a strong, ancient warrior with thick arms and bulging muscles imbued with male masculinity. The girl on the left is in a trance, and her appearance is full of hesitation; The warrior on the right has a determined expression, and his face is full of longing for victory. The girl on the left has a weak footsteps, and she looks like she may fall at any time; The ancient warriors on the right are ready to fight their enemies to the death......

The girl looked down for a moment, then continued with a careless step.

The young man who was a few steps in front of him was completely stunned, and even if the slender figure of the girl passed by him, he did not react.

- You, how can you do so much! It is a matter of course to use bandit logic to explain everything!

The "inner world" is different from the mortal world. It is the law, the morality, and the justice in the hearts of the people that maintain the order of the world. So what is it that maintains the order of the "inner world"? The same is true of conventions, agreements and codes. Merely......

Article 3 of the Convention: Where life is at stake in a dispute, all consequences and effects shall be borne by the parties to the dispute.

- What does this mean?

The girl pursed her lips. The pink cherry lips turned up slightly, revealing a smile full of sarcasm.

- This means that as long as there are no dead people, they can mess around!

Broken hand? It's okay, don't care, it's just that you're disabled and not dead, it's okay. Oh, that's right! That is, if he has a broken hand, this guy will definitely be able to continue fighting. on, can't let go!

Paralyzed? Oh, don't worry about it, I'm still panting anyway, and I can't die. Send it away, send it away, don't leave it in the way!

This one won't work, there's one last breath left! It's okay, pour some healing potions, as long as you don't die when you hand it over. Oh, and remember to ruin this guy before handing it over!

From a medical point of view, the girl did not suffer any injuries. The worst of all is ...... Scratch a little skin, and it will be fine soon. But she knew in her heart that she had been ruined.

First was attacked by that despicable and shameless traitor. Caught off guard, the girl had to use her hole cards in order to resist the powerful secret treasure, and the strength she had finally accumulated bottomed out in an instant. The enemy immediately followed, and as soon as she struck, she was forced to a dead end, and she had to squeeze herself again, igniting the essence in her body without reservation.

First he was severely overdrawn, and then he was mentally attacked. Adding the two, the spiritual world at this moment has been shattered, and it is only one step away from collapse. Unless there is a miracle, she doesn't have to think about spells or anything in this life, and it is the greatest luxury to be able to return to the mortal world and be an ordinary mortal.

The colorful world has opened its doors in front of you, and at this time you have to exit. The girl's heart was full of unwillingness and resentment.

- The Magician of the Clock Tower! I will always remember you!

The present world is not a high-magic world, so magical resources have always been scarce, and some fights are inevitable.

The girl was not afraid of fighting, and was equally ready to fight. But she never thought that those guys who advertised "justice, truth, and fairness" would repeatedly jump sideways for the sake of interests, and finally tear their faces desperately, and call it "competition"!

Is that what "competition" means? Can "competition" be unscrupulous?

The mocking smile on the girl's face gradually retracted, and she became expressionless again.

- I curse you, I curse you, I curse you, I curse you......

The maiden walked down the long bridge.

Next...... What's next?

The girl's eyes were full of confusion. Inadvertently, an open-air bar under the long bridge comes into view.

Wine is a good thing, it can make people forget their troubles and sorrows......

The girl stopped silently. After a few moments, she changed direction and headed for the small bar.