Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

She even wondered if she had fallen into a dream.

Otherwise, how could such a bizarre thing happen?

Thinking of this, Hinata Sakaguchi took a deep breath and clenched his fist.

After pondering for a moment, she immediately decided to get up and verify the truth of this world.

However, just as she was about to make a move...

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Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Ronan walked in with Izawa Shizue.

When Izawa Shizue saw Hinata Sakaguchi struggling to get up, a look of worry immediately appeared on her face.

Hinata Sakaguchi didn't speak, he just watched her quietly.

Seeing that Miss Jing was younger and gentler than she had imagined, and influenced by the atmosphere, she slowly sat down, exhaled, and said:

"Thank you for saving us."

"I know it may be presumptuous of me to ask, but may I ask where you are from?"

"Sir...you're not Japanese, are you?"

Hinata Sakaguchi did not reveal that he was the hero Kunoa.

Because she knew in her heart that the situation was still unclear.

Before uncovering the whole truth, playing the role of an otherworldly visitor and staying by Izawa Shizue's side is clearly more important than revealing one's true identity.

Ronan nodded and explained his background to her.

When Hinata Sakaguchi learned that the other party came from an Eastern country, a look of realization flashed in his eyes:

"Over there... I'm sorry, this is the first time I've seen time travelers from the East."

"In short, I thank you again for saving my life. I wonder where I am?"

Hinata Sakaguchi still harbored a sliver of hope.

The current situation is most likely due to his severe injuries sustained in the battle with the scorching dragon, which left him in a coma.

This resulted in not meeting Shizue Izawa at the right time, which led to Shizue Izawa being taken away by the others.

However, she could never explain the matter of the Fire Spirit.

Therefore, when she learned that this was the Land of Gold, her last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.

For a moment, the atmosphere was eerily quiet, as if the air itself had frozen.

Hinata Sakaguchi lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow, and a surge of impulse welled up inside him, wanting to forcibly abduct Izawa Shizue.

But just a second later, the impulse vanished without a trace.

She knew that doing so was pointless; it would not only fail to change the status quo, but might also bring more trouble to herself and Miss Jing.

Just as Hinata Sakaguchi was pondering how to steer future developments back on track,

Izawa Shizue's gentle words interrupted her thoughts:

"Hinata-neechan, you probably haven't eaten yet."

"Ronan said you lost a lot of blood and need to replenish it. Come with us for dinner; it's going to be a lively day."

"Here, this is your mask."

Seeing the mask being offered to him, Hinata Sakaguchi's attention was drawn back.

At that moment, a sense of absurdity welled up within her.

I was supposed to be the one handing the mask to Miss Jing, but now, how come everything is turned upside down?

Take a deep breath…

Well, things will work themselves out. Whatever happens, we'll wait until we understand the whole situation before making any decisions.

Hinata Sakaguchi comforted himself in this way.

Chapter 102, Jingjiang's Jealousy and Her Testing

Wearing a mask, Hinata Sakaguchi slowly left the room.

Her body was somewhat exhausted from the fierce battle, but she still mustered her spirits and prepared to enjoy the so-called dinner.

Hinata Sakaguchi didn't actually have high expectations for the cuisine of this era.

In the future, after tasting the things Rimuru developed, such as dumplings and ramen, other foods tasted bland and tasteless.

Thinking she could just deal with it, she then saw Leon, Amecia, and the others.

"You've arrived."

The spacious hall was brightly lit, and Leon had plates of exquisite dishes laid out in front of him.

He held a glass of red wine, his gaze slowly sweeping over Ronan and the two girls beside him, his expression utterly indifferent:

"I heard you saved a girl, is this her?"

Why do I feel like you look familiar?

"The mask on your face..."

Leon felt he had seen this mask somewhere before; it seemed to be the same style as the mask worn by the hero Kunoa.

However, although the masks were similar, he was not convinced that the girl in front of him was Kunoa.

After all, in his memory, the hero Kunoa could easily seal the Storm Dragon, so it was impossible for him to be seriously injured and on the verge of death so easily.

He must have played the role of Kunoa too convincingly, which led to retaliation from Kunoa's enemies.

In a sense, it was quite unlucky.

Hinata Sakaguchi keenly sensed the question Leon wanted to ask.

She nodded and replied calmly:

“That’s right, I bought this mask from some Western countries.”

“I’m a fan of Kunoa.”

"Hmm," Leon responded softly, feeling that this made sense.

He looked away, but at that moment, he felt a faint sense of familiarity with Hinata Sakaguchi's figure.

Hinata Sakaguchi stepped forward.

Unlike Leon, whose focus was on something else, her gaze swept over the food on the table, a hint of doubt and seriousness flashing in her eyes.

She never imagined that she could see real-world things in this world.

Izawa Shizue walked to her side and explained softly:

"Isn't that amazing? These were all brought by the gods."

"Although I don't know why you were injured, Hinata-neechan, now that we're here, we don't have to worry about those enemies anymore."

"Without exception, none of them could be a match for the God."

The strong trust and confidence in Izawa Shizue's tone instantly piqued Hinata Sakaguchi's curiosity.

Unsure whether this was boasting or fact, and influenced by the alteration of history, she asked:

"Why? Elder Jing... no, Jingjiang, why do you think that? Is he really that strong?"

"Of course, the God is a hero, and a legendary awakened hero at that."

"If the deity hadn't been so low-key, he would have been the strongest hero."

"Hinata-neechan, are you a fan of Kunoa?"

Hearing Izawa Shizue's words, Hinata Sakaguchi finally understood why Leon would tolerate another powerful person living on his territory.

She smiled slightly, not answering the question for the moment, but instead wanting to pat Ms. Jing's head, because Ms. Jing was very cute right now.

However, just as she reached out her hand, Shizue Izawa skillfully dodged it.

"are you angry?"

"Yes."

Shizue Izawa pouted, a hint of disappointment flickering across her face.

"It was clearly a god who saved you, I hate Kunoa."

"Hinata-neechan, could you please stop wearing that mask?"

Hinata Sakaguchi gently shook his head.

She bent down halfway, extended a finger, and pressed it against Izawa Shizue's lips:

"No, I'm sorry, although I know that doing this will make you dislike me, Shizue, but I have no other choice."

“I will always remember the help you, my divine being, have given me, but help is help. Kunoa is my faith.”

"Would you easily change your beliefs? For example, if someone saves you, would you abandon your god and start liking him instead?"

Obviously, this was impossible, and Shizue Izawa was speechless for a moment.

She knew she was being a bit willful, but in this respect, she was the one person she didn't want to tolerate.

She wanted to say something more, but at that moment, the banquet was about to begin, and her words were interrupted.

Hinata Sakaguchi finally touched her head, smiling as he turned and left, though a thoughtful glint flashed beneath his mask.

As expected, Ms. Jing's personality and even her attitude towards things were completely changed by that Easterner.

She wasn't sure if this was good or bad; in any case, things had become out of control.

She had to stay and find out the truth.

Thinking of this, Hinata Sakaguchi silently walked to a corner and knelt down.

Like a normal person, she picked up her chopsticks, grilled the Wagyu beef in front of her over the fire, dipped it in sauce, and then put it in her mouth.

The delicious flavors burst in my mouth, and a wave of nostalgia washes over me.