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Chapter 14. What Natural Idiot?

Ortlinde had a dream.

She could not count how many dreams she had had during this period of time, at least more than a hundred. No matter which one she had, the ending would be endless anger and extreme light, as if this memory was particularly profound.

The person who had fought alongside her had suddenly betrayed her and stood with the demons.

He was surrounded by the fallen bodies of soldiers, and a long sword with an unclear face was wailing in his hand.

In front of him, on the throne, there was a blurry figure.

He was laughing wantonly. The monster was lying at his feet, its huge body as docile as a hound.

In the past, the dream was always like this, but this time, it seemed to be different.

It was also a lair with flowing lava and countless demons.

However, around her, it was not her teammates with determined faces, but a group of ferocious demons.