“Close has returned to the Jingling Tribe, and Fabiana has gone back to her own knight territory. I’ve humiliated them all, and they will never return to the Royal City. You will never see them again in your lifetime!”
Samimi laughed mockingly.
Though she shouted loudly, after witnessing the Hero of the Storm’s power, no spectator thought she could still win.
No one understood why this Pastoralist was actively attacking the Hero of the Gale—wasn’t that seeking her own death?
“Ha!”
Samimi swung her Runic Staff, which glowed like a lightsaber, and brought it down with force.
However, in the eyes of the Hero of the Gale, this was laughably slow.
Full of openings.
With her reaction speed, she could have pierced through Samimi’s armpit with a single finger the moment Samimi raised her arm.
But—she hesitated.
At the last moment, her gentle “protagonist personality” took the upper hand, making her show Mercy.
There was another reason—Samimi’s counterattack was simply too weak.
The Hero of the Gale’s fingertip gathered a flickering Sword Qi. Even if the other activated a magic shield, she could shatter it with one strike.
The outcome was already decided.
Bang!
A blast of wind Sword Qi swept out, directly knocking the Runic Staff from Samimi’s hands.
She could no longer hold onto her weapon; the staff flew from her grasp.
The shockwave sent her stumbling back two steps, her internal organs churning, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
“Surrender, Shalum. Return to the team.”
The Hero of the Gale said calmly.
It was at this moment that Samimi caught a detail—
Her expression turned ferocious for an instant, then returned to gentleness.
Her personality was switching.
Perfect.
Samimi had deliberately taken that hit just now.
She needed to make her “defeated appearance” more convincing.
This kind of trick worked on anyone with even a shred of conscience.
Even the yandere elf Close had fallen for it once.
And the Hero of the Gale—
Was currently in a state of dual-personality confusion.
This was the turning point.
“Wait… let’s… talk this over properly…”
Samimi clutched her chest, weakly raising a hand, putting on the appearance of someone thoroughly beaten.
“You’re finally willing to talk?” The Hero of the Gale instantly switched to her gentle personality.
This scene perfectly fit the “protagonist storyline”—
The protagonist defeats the villain, the villain kneels and begs for mercy, the protagonist forgives them.
Everything was proceeding according to the script.
Samimi was using this very point to induce her gentle personality to take the upper hand.
The Hero of the Gale approached without any guard, slowly crouched down, and reached out a hand to help her up.
It was at this moment—
Samimi’s expression suddenly turned sinister.
It was a deliberately revealed opening.
“Die!”
She drew a small Holy Rose Phantom Sword from her bosom and stabbed fiercely at the Hero of the Gale’s heart!
A classic villain move—
Sneak attack after begging for mercy!
The Hero of the Gale’s pupils contracted.
The gentle expression vanished instantly.
Replaced by the cold, rational “true self” personality.
She made her move.
Clang!
A Sword Finger, decisively thrust out!
Without a shred of hesitation.
The last Thorn Shield on Samimi’s body manifested, but it shattered instantly under that single finger.
However—
Just as she was about to withdraw her attack.
Thud!
Samimi lunged forward!
Actively colliding with that Sword Finger!
The Sword Qi pierced through her chest, blood spraying, drawing two blinding crimson lines in the air.
“…?”
The Hero of the Gale froze completely.
She could not comprehend what was happening before her eyes.
Samimi hung limply on her, body temperature rapidly draining away.
At this moment, the gentle personality was completely suppressed.
Reality forcibly awakened her Sanity.
“Pastoralist!!!”
Niubao’s scream came from the player tunnel.
The Hero of the Gale was at a loss, cold sweat pouring down.
“You… why… throw your life away?”
She murmured, repeating the question.
Samimi’s head rested on her shoulder, whispering into her ear:
“You… are the Hero… you must establish your authority before the crowd… otherwise… no one will respect you…”
Her voice was intermittent.
“The Royal City… everyone is waiting for you… to help the Adventurers… defeat the Magic Sword Red… and reclaim the Sword of the Hero…”
“When it’s all over… you’ll go back… and find everyone…”
“And my journey… ends here…”
“This is… the last thing I can do… for everyone…”
“Hero of the Gale… muster your Courage… and keep moving forward…”
After finishing this lengthy, slow “last words,” her breath ceased entirely.
Her body slid from the Hero of the Gale and fell heavily to the ground.
No sign of life remained.
The Hero of the Gale looked down.
Blood continuously welled from the wound in the chest.
Samimi’s face bore no expression, her eyes unfocused.
Thoroughly dead.
Her mind went blank.
Yet, instinct began piecing together a complete “story”—
So…
Everything Samimi did was for her sake.
To make her grow.
Lately, she had been stagnant.
But from the moment she met Samimi—
Even though she kept suffering setbacks, her strength improved at a rapid pace.
Could it be…
All of this was arranged by her?
Was she, in her own way, forcing her to grow?
Her goal—
Was to make her become a true Hero?
She even united various forces to push the situation forward.
And just as she was about to grasp everything—
She chose to let go.
Even offering her own life.
Just to fulfill her.
She must have—
Felt deep remorse towards the Hero Party.
That’s why she disguised herself as a villain, walking this path to the very end.
All for this one—
Heroic sacrifice.