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At the same time, the blue light in Irene's eyes became increasingly intense.
Finally, the wind stopped.
The blue light in San Yirev's eyes, which had originally only appeared in her pupils, now covered her entire eyeball, as if blue lights were shining in her eyes.
3 She slowly walked to An Yi, knelt down, and placed the sword in her hand on the ground.
Then place your right hand on An's head.
"Take it."
Irene spoke, but her voice came from all directions, as omnipresent as the wind!
[Blessed: Protection of the Wind!]
Agility increased by 30%!
Maximum adaptability to wind elements!
Anemo DMG increased by 40%!
Reduces wind elemental damage taken by 60%!
Title obtained: [Fellowship of the Wind]
An Yi stood there, stunned.
Originally, he called out "Master" because the other party had taught him swordsmanship, so he called out to him without hesitation and willingly.
But he never expected that just calling someone "master" would bring him such a generous reward!
Blessed by the wind!
This is a passive skill exclusive to the wind-controlling spirit. Even in the game, you can only get this effect on a rare accessory in the very late game!
Having received this blessing means that from now on, all skills related to [Wind] will be effortless for him.
Furthermore, the agility is increased by 30%. In the early stages, the improvement may not be obvious, but if he can raise the agility attribute to 300, he will gain an extra 90 agility points out of thin air!
That's equivalent to being 90 levels higher than a warrior with the same 300 points of agility!
This means he can use more points on other attributes, or reach the agility limit earlier than others.
Looking at Irene again, the blue light in her eyes had disappeared, and she showed a hint of fatigue.
Communicating with nature also requires magic and physical effort.
An Yi bowed deeply again: "Thank you for your kindness, Master."
However… it's only been one day since we met, Master, isn't your blessing a little too hasty? 〓◇〇$∥
"Okay, I'm tired."
Irene leaned on Annie's shoulder to stand up, then walked unsteadily to the shade under the tree.
"Let me sleep for a while... As your disciple, you must protect me while I sleep."
"Yes."
When An Yi agreed and stood up, she found that Irene had already closed her eyes and fallen into a deep sleep.
As for how I knew she was asleep...
It was because the leaves that were originally clinging tightly to her body had lost their magical control and had all scattered, becoming simply covering her body.
At the time, An Yi simply felt that she was tired.
He didn't know that this was the most peaceful sleep Irene had ever had in her hundreds of years of exile.
If An Yi knew, he would still say...
Master, you trust me too much!
They've only met for the first time.
However, Irene would probably say;
If An Yi is someone you can't trust, then... well, she's just unlucky.
Returning to this life, An Yi turned around and went back to the underground base, walked all the way to her room, and finally lay down on the bed.
The memories flashed by, and over the next eight months, the master and disciple slew countless powerful demons.
Finally, the memory slows down a year after the birth of the Holy Hero.
That year, Irene died.
Chapter 160 A Relationship Beyond Master and Disciple
An Yi's solitary life lasted for a long time, but the real turning point was when he began to actively avoid making friends with outsiders.
It was the death of Irene.
Before this, he chose the path of solitary revenge, but because Irene's existence could accelerate his revenge, he did not refuse to accompany her.
After that, he closed himself off and, during his long journey of revenge, never spent more than a month with anyone else.
I remember one day a month before Irene died, they lit a campfire in the forest and prepared to rest.
Irene emerged from behind the tree, carrying her usual clothes and light armor, but now wearing a light white nightgown.
Sit down in front of the campfire and stuff the clothes you took off into your backpack.
She glanced at the flickering flames, then looked at An Yi opposite her: "An Yi, have you ever thought about... having a child?"
"What a sudden question."
An Yi didn't think much of it, because Elef was an elf and she was human, so there would be some differences in their concepts and morals.
Eve always asks strange questions, which is nothing unusual.
I suddenly thought of some things and wanted to know the difference between what I knew and what other people knew.
If I had to give a serious answer, my answer would be no, at the moment.
Because the campaign against the demons is not yet over.
"If the extermination against the demons ends and the Demon King is killed, perhaps I'll have some plans," An'i said.
"Actually, elves don't plan to have children until they reach a certain age."
Irene explained it to Annie as if she were sharing some obscure trivia.
"Well... how should I put it, I don't have that kind of urge, either mentally or physically."
Even when spending time with someone I like, it's just being together; I won't act overly intimate.
"Perhaps it's because they live long lives," said Yi An Yi. "If they have a strong desire to reproduce, their numbers will increase uncontrollably."
It will also affect the spirit's will to cultivate magic.
Training magic and increasing magical power requires considerable concentration, right? One cannot be distracted by worldly desires.
"I didn't expect An Yi to know so much."
Irene praised, and then continued;
"However, compared to humans, human lifespan is very short, so people have a strong desire to reproduce during their youth and middle age, right?"
“Yes.” An Yi nodded.
“But Annie hasn’t shown any of it. Has she been holding back all along?” Elef asked with a smile.
“There’s no need for that,” Annie said.
With both "lack of sexual desire" and "gluttony," the hero is nothing more than a ruthless demon-slaying machine.
Reproduction? Desire? I don't have those thoughts.
"Wait! So, you're saying you'll secretly take care of it behind my back?!" Irene exclaimed in surprise.
“It’s unnecessary if it’s not about that… because of God’s blessing, we can ignore those thoughts until we’ve defeated the demons,” An’i explained.
In recent days, Irene has also come into contact with other heroes and has learned that they all have such a system.
but……
“That makes sense, how could we let outsiders know about something like that! I understand, I understand.” Irene nodded, looking like she completely understood.
"Think what you want," An Yi said, too lazy to explain.
This elf is old enough for humans to go through several dynasties, so it's not surprising that he says some shameless things.
But it did remind him of something.
"Master doesn't have any children yet?" An Yi asked.
"No, I'm only a little over 1500 years old!" Elef exclaimed excitedly. "Besides, I've been hunted by the demons for hundreds of years. How could I be in the mood to have children!"
"Didn't the elves perish a thousand years ago? Why have they only been chasing us for a few hundred years?" An Yi asked.
"Because for the past few hundred years they were trying to fight back, and then they failed and were hunted down," Elaine said.
"How old was Master when he became the Elf King's attendant? According to the timeline, Master was already very strong among the elves a thousand years ago, right?" An Yi asked.
During the journey, Irene told Annie many things about herself, so Annie knew about them as well.
"Around four hundred years old! Very young, isn't it!"
"Although I am not as talented as you, I was one of the youngest and strongest geniuses among the elves back then!" Elef boasted proudly.
“Master is really amazing,” An Yi replied calmly.
Irene got up, walked around the campfire to An'i's side, and then sat down close to him.
They were closer than ever before, even leaning directly against An Yi, almost without any sense of boundaries.
“Master, aren’t we standing too close?” An Yi asked.
"There's something I want to ask you that I can't say out loud," Elaine said with a smile.
"what's up."
"Would you be interested in having a child with the strongest genius among the younger generation a thousand years ago?"
"Who is the strongest genius among the younger generation?"
"Didn't I just tell you?! It's me! It's me!" Irene pointed at herself, on the verge of tears.