Chapter 79: Someone is Watching Over You

A grand battle between humans and monsters raged on for a full hour.

During this hour, the intense fighting devastated the vast chamber, reducing it to almost complete ruins.

Countless inverted stakes formed a mountain of swords across the ruins, and the remains of white skeletal warriors were scattered in every corner, mixed with rubble, resembling a graveyard that had been dug up.

Lige stood at the entrance of the chamber throughout, watching the battle without intervening.

There was no choice.

If Lige were to intervene in the battle, he might share Ais's experience points, preventing her from accumulating the necessary achievements.

Therefore, apart from the two spells he cast at the beginning, Lige did not act again, quietly observing the battle.

He saw Ais being thrown back countless times.

He also saw Ais staggering to her feet time and again, shouting as she charged towards the massive skeletal monster.

The giant skeletal monster repeatedly summoned inverted stakes and soldiers to surround and kill Ais. Even when Ais charged forward and got close, it would howl and smash down its massive arm, repeatedly forcing Ais into a desperate situation.

Without the two spells Lige cast, Ais would likely have been unable to continue fighting by now.

Fortunately, the effects of Lige's two spells were astonishing.

"Ramule" could enhance "durability" and significantly boost "agility." The strength of the effect depended on Lige's "magic power," which was currently at level 5. The enhancement and duration of this spell were quite powerful, providing Ais with significant assistance.

"Diya Flatter" was the highest-level healing spell in the world. It could heal wounds, restore stamina, dispel toxins, remove curses, and provide continuous healing. Thanks to this spell, Ais's injuries and stamina were continuously restored, allowing her to fight on.

To maximize the duration of these two spells, Lige channeled all his mental energy into their incantations, enhancing their effects and prolonging their duration to the greatest extent possible.

With their help, Ais could stand up time and again, charge forward, swing her sword, and fight, displaying an extraordinary will and determination.

Of course, Lige did not realize that his fighting form was also what Ais saw in her mind each time she was thrown back and hit the ground, almost suffocating and unable to stand up.

For example, when he was rammed by a level 2 crocodile dragon, Lige still fought back with all his might, casting spells to blast the opponent away.

Or when he was repeatedly thrown by an abnormal female monster with flat arms, Lige still charged forward, sword in hand, cutting through the air with countless slashes.

Finally, the image that came to Ais's mind was Lige rushing forward at an astonishing speed, placing his sword at her throat.

These scenes made Ais's resolve and determination even stronger, supporting her as she stood up time and again, charging towards the massive enemy, just like the man she unconsciously regarded as a "hero."

If Lige had taught Ais sword techniques, magic, and fighting styles, then Ais had learned from Lige this resolve and will.

Perhaps even Ais herself did not realize that from Lige, she saw many dazzling things and began to yearn for and admire them.

To others, Lige and Ais seemed very similar in many ways.

Ais felt the same way.

But she was still thinking—

"I want to run forward like him."

"I want to keep advancing like him."

This was an obsession.

This was an endless future.

This was also a form of redemption.

Realizing all this, the transparent golden eyes reflected the figure running ahead, and Ais suddenly sped up as if chasing after it.

"Awaken, Tempest."

A storm-like whirlwind enveloped her body.

"Rush, Tempest."

She gripped her sword tightly, channeling the wind around her body.

At that moment, Ais, wrapped in a hurricane and wielding a wind sword, rushed towards the massive enemy like a tornado, just like Lige had done in the past, delivering the decisive blow to defeat an otherwise unbeatable foe.

However, unlike Lige, the powerful attack Ais was about to unleash, which could rival a strong offensive spell and break through everything, had a name.

"Use the name when you unleash your ultimate attack to increase its power! Ais!"

The words of the deceptive main god echoed in the girl's mind, making her shout loudly.

"Micro Gale!"

This was a one-hit kill technique named by the main god and acknowledged by her companions.

At that moment, the golden-haired girl transformed into a spiral of strong wind, piercing forward at an incredible speed—

"Bang!"

The mountain of swords was pierced through.

"Crash!"

The skeletal warriors were shattered.

The spiral of strong wind surged forward, piercing through everything, and struck the chest of the massive skeletal monster, which let out a dying howl.

Instantly, the bones protecting the monster's chest shattered, exposing the massive magic stone that glowed brightly.

Ais's sword continued its momentum, piercing into the massive magic stone.

"——"

The skeletal monster's howl abruptly stopped.

"Crack, crack, crack"

Soon, the magic stone began to crack.

The cracks spread across the entire stone, and it finally exploded.

"Roar——!"

This time, it was indeed a dying howl.

The massive skeletal monster howled to the sky, its body disintegrating and exploding, turning into a cloud of dust.

The golden-haired girl also dispelled the strong wind around her, losing her grip on her sword and falling from the air along with the fragments of the magic stone.

Before losing consciousness, the girl saw—

The man she had been watching, flying towards her.

"Diya Flatter."

In a daze, Ais heard this voice.

A warm sensation enveloped her body, gradually dispelling the pain and soreness.

Ais felt comfortable for the first time in a long while, but her mind was a mess, accompanied by a slight headache.

This was a sign of excessive mental energy consumption.

The effects of healing and recovery spells could only act on the body, not the mind.

Thus, even if her physical injuries and pain could be healed, the mental exhaustion was a different matter.

However, if this was the price to pay to defeat a strong enemy, it was worth it.

Of course, all of this was thanks to that person, who had traveled a long distance to support her, casting spells to push her forward.

Ais opened her eyes and saw him.

He knelt on one knee in the middle of the ruined chamber, holding Ais, standing on a pure white magic circle, channeling his magic power into a healing miracle, sending countless particles of light into Ais's body.

Ais looked at him, and he looked back at her. They met each other's gaze, but neither spoke.

Ais didn't know what to say.

He just looked at Ais quietly, as if he didn't intend to say anything.

"Sorry."

Ais almost instinctively lowered her head and said these words.

Unfortunately, these words did not elicit a response from Lige for a long time.

After an uncomfortable silence, a sigh finally reached Ais's ears.

"I should be the one to say sorry."

Lige said this in a low voice.

"You didn't do anything wrong."

Ais involuntarily raised her head to look at Lige.

In Lige's eyes, Ais saw self-reproach and reflection.

"No, I was wrong," Lige said, as if confessing or talking to himself. "I've been too focused on myself, neglecting the people around me. That's my fault."

This incident had given Lige a profound lesson.

All along, Lige had been thinking about how to grow, how to become stronger, how to move forward, and live his life with purpose, unlike his previous life, which was numb and unfulfilled.

Rushing forward with such determination, Lige had unknowingly left many people behind, not only running ahead but also ignoring their feelings.

This time, Ais was deeply hurt because of this.

If Lige hadn't been so focused on testing his own strength and adapting to his growth, if he hadn't been so aggressive during their sparring, even placing his sword at Ais's throat, Ais wouldn't have been so deeply hurt.

After nearly a decade of hard work, being surpassed by a newcomer who had only joined the family for three months and having a sword pointed at her throat must have been a terrible feeling.

Thinking about this, Lige felt he needed to reflect seriously.

"In the future, I'll pay more attention to the people around me," Lige said, looking at the girl in his arms and smiling. "Thank you for making me realize this important thing."

In his previous life, he had not received the family love, friendship, or romance he had longed for.

Since that was the case, in this life, he couldn't repeat those mistakes.

Even if he wanted to move forward and run, he couldn't forget that there were people who cared for him and accompanied him.

Realizing this, Lige felt his restless heart calm down significantly.

Of course—

"You're the same."

Lige looked at Ais and said this.

"Don't forget, someone is watching over you."

Hearing this, Ais looked at Lige, seeing the genuine smile on his face.

Her heart beat a little faster.

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