I'm really just human

"Bang!"

The bookstore fell silent again as the woman closed the door.

Natsukawa still did not attract attention.

"What happened?" Touma didn't expect Kamiyo Reika to leave so abruptly, and stood there in a daze.

She asked him to join the Southern Base for no reason, and then left directly after saying one more sentence.

Does she want him to join or not?

"Touma, the original manuscript of the serialized novel..."

At this time, Sudo Mei returned to the bookstore one after another, and passed by Kamiyo Reika in confusion.

"Who is that woman?"

"She is a swordsman from the Southern Base. I don't know why she came to me and asked me to join the Southern Base." Touma explained.

Mei Sudo folded her arms like a female detective: "Poaching? The relationship between the North and South bases seems a little subtle."

"It's you who's subtle, right?" Feiyuzhen sat back helplessly, "Why are you here again? The publishing house is your job, right?"

"I'm your exclusive editor-in-charge," Mei Sudo held her head high, "Even if you become a swordsman, don't think about delaying the manuscript, today is the deadline..."

Mei Sudo's face changed drastically, and she stared at Feiyuzhen fiercely: "You haven't written it yet? Hand in the manuscript quickly!"

"How can I be in the mood to write at this time?" Feiyuzhen's face was stiff, "Compared to the manuscript, protecting the world is more important, right?" Mei Sudo's heart was cold: "So where is the manuscript? It will be published next month!"

"Don't worry, the content is all here," Feiyuzhen pointed with a serious look, "I will personally send it to the editorial department after I finish writing it tomorrow. Now you can go back and rest and wait for my good news."

"Not good at all." Mei Sudo's face was bitter.

Usually, she urged the manuscript to be submitted in advance, but this time she completely forgot because there were too many things to do.

"Sorry," Touma looked down at the manuscript paper with the title just written in front of him, "I will definitely finish it tomorrow."

"Is it because of Mr. Kamijou?"

Sudo Mei's expression became much more serious.

Kamijou Daichi, the swordsman of fire 15 years ago, later betrayed the organization and started activities as a swordsman of darkness, until now he opened the door to the catalog of the omniscient book, and then was defeated by the current swordsman of fire Touma in that world.

Xiachuan in the three-dimensional model at the back was thinking.

Thanks to his current form, neither Touma nor the swordsmen were on guard against him, and they often exchanged information in front of him, which made him gain a lot of knowledge about this world.

The time when he first came here was when the Phoenix Swordsman opened the Book of Destruction to destroy the world, exactly one thousand years after his battle with New Ark.

The current time is when the early plot of "Sacred Blade" ended, the catalog of the omniscient book appeared, and the Lord of Truth began to come to the fore as the behind-the-scenes boss.

That's about it.

In order to restore the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence, the missing parts of the catalog must be collected, and then the 11 holy swords and the selected fantasy driving book are used as the medium to complete it.

Whether it is the Lord of Truth or the villain Megiddo, everything they do is working towards this direction, but the Lord of Truth is more ambitious and wants to restore it as perfectly as possible.

In addition to seeking the 11 holy swords, the Lord of Truth will also use Fei Yuzhen to dig out stronger fantasy driving books.

However...

Xiachuan thought of the new Akeyi a thousand years ago.

He turned into a sword, what will Akeyi become?

Although the perception is very vague, he can still confirm the existence of the other party, and the conceptual malice is also dormant and recovering.

When the dungeon channel is opened, it may be the time for a new round of battle.

The bad news is that this world has a stronger suppression on him.

The good news is that he has a lot more time than the other party, and the dungeon channel in this world has not yet been opened.

"Wow!"

"Huh?"

Sudo Mei, who was ready to go home, suddenly stopped in front of the three-dimensional model and rubbed her eyes repeatedly.

"Did the sword glow just now?"

"Did it?" Feiyu looked up at the motionless three-dimensional model, and soon his attention was diverted by a bunch of thoughts.

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Sudo Mei sighed and rubbed her face.

"I really envy the editor-in-chief, Sister Xue, who can take time to go camping outdoors to relax even though she's busy at work, but who made me always have a lot of work to finish? New editors are so miserable..."

Feiyu's mouth twitched: "I will hand in the manuscript tomorrow, just consider it our agreement."

"Then it's settled, see you tomorrow."

Sudo Mei smiled proudly, and finally took another look at the whiteboard sword in the three-dimensional model, put on the down jacket at the door and walked out of the bookstore.

Although she received a lot of care from the editor-in-chief, she was still a new editor after all, and she only had one author, Kamiyama Feiyu, and her monthly salary could only support her to rent a small single room in a remote area.

It's all tears to talk about it.

Until now, she doesn't even have a means of transportation. She has been running from the publishing house to Kamiyama Bookstore on her own two legs, and now it's the same when she goes home.

Fortunately, it is not too far from the bookstore, and it forms a triangle with the bookstore and the publishing house.

"It's so cold."

Looking at the sky that was getting darker, Sudo Mei shivered and wrapped her coat tightly, walking quickly through the street in the cold wind.

"When I have money in the future, I must buy a car."

"Huh!"

The wooden door of the bookstore creaked, and a gust of air blew through the decorative ribbons. The three-dimensional model sword and whiteboard sword vibrated slightly, and the projection turned into a stream of light and merged into Sudo Mei's vest.

Fei Yuzhen, who was working hard to finish the manuscript, looked up as if he had sensed something. The whiteboard sword was still firmly inserted in the center of the model plate.

"Is it an illusion?"

Fei Yuzhen put down his pen with self-doubt, walked to the door of the bookstore and watched Sudo Mei disappear at the intersection before he stopped thinking about it. He scratched his hair and closed the wooden door again.

It was really painful not to have any manuscripts saved, but the story he was writing now was based on the experience of a swordsman, so he could only write a little at a time.

"Wow!"

Xia Chuan followed Sudo Mei in his mind.

Unexpectedly, the first person who had a sense of him was this vase responsible for livening up the atmosphere.

As the heroine of "Sacred Blade", she seemed to have no role except accompanying the protagonist. The most scenes were urging manuscripts and doing some odd jobs.

There was basically no combat power.

Can this also be a candidate for a swordsman?

Xia Chuan watched Sudo Mei go home, cook, wash dishes, clean up... until she walked into the bathroom and then retracted his gaze.

It's no wonder he was wondering. The swordsman who helped him unseal would most likely become an adapter or something like that. He might not be strong, but at least he had to be able to carry his power.

And bound to Sudo Meiyi... I dare not imagine the scene at all.

"Keng!"

In the middle of the night, Sudo Meiyi scratched her nose while sleeping soundly, and suddenly sat up in shock at the sound of a sharp sword.

"Sword?"

After being stunned for a long time, Sudo Meiyi realized that she was dreaming.

She actually dreamed of the white toy sword in the bookstore.

In the dream, she wielded the white sword to devour the other 11 holy swords and stepped on all the swordsmen.

"Haha, I'm really exhausted."

Sudo Meiyi laughed dryly and wiped the sweat off her face, took the rabbit alarm clock on the bedside to check the time, and lay back down with a long breath.

She must have watched too many swordsmen fighting.

Her dream is to become an urban beauty like the editor-in-chief, but she doesn't want to become a swordsman like Feiyuzhen.

The reason why she followed the swordsmen was, on the one hand, it was related to the responsible novelist Feiyuzhen, and on the other hand, she was curious about the world of the swordsmen, and she also felt that she should do something.

"Swordsman?"

Even though she buried her head in the quilt like an ostrich, the scene in the dream kept reappearing in Sudo Mei's mind.

"Let's not talk about whether I can become a swordsman. Even if it's true, how can I beat other swordsmen? No, why should I fight against everyone? It's really a weird dream."

Sudo Mei muttered, changed a comfortable posture and fell asleep again.

She is so cute and beautiful, how can she not be a villain? She is more like a heroine.

...

The next day.

Kamiyama Bookstore.

Since the morning when Fei Yuzhen finished writing the manuscript all night and went out, there has been no one in the store.

The swordsmen who used to pass through the book gate suddenly disappeared.

Under the spread of Xiachuan's telekinesis, he could only vaguely perceive the battle between the swordsmen, and other than that, there was an extremely strong interference force.

Fei Yuzhen was hunted by other North District swordsmen...

Civil strife?

Xiachuan's perception reflected the sneer of Kamishiro Reika.

After being rejected in recruiting Feiyuzhen, it seems that they started a plan to sow discord and used the power of the organization to treat Feiyuzhen as a traitor...

There was no intention to recruit Feiyuzhen at all, otherwise why would they start to target Feiyuzhen after asking a random question?

Besides, since they can mobilize other swordsmen in the North District, they can just pack Feiyuzhen together.

He also said that he wanted to fight with his partners.

Why make things so complicated?

Xia Chuan was in the inner space of the white sword and shook his head, not wanting to think too much.

He only needed to know that the Lord of Truth wanted to restore the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence, and the previous plans were irrelevant.

But then again, why do the recent dungeon bosses like to treat the protagonist as a tool?

There was Ebolt before, and now there is another Lord of Truth.

The Lord of Truth should be behind this civil strife, and the real target is not Feiyuzhen.

It looks like it is to force someone to come out to help Feiyuzhen...

Xia Chuan's eyes fluctuated.

Is the target him? Considering the dungeon clearance camp, he will indeed help.

But this time he was just an ordinary long sword that could do nothing.

He couldn't make a move, and he was too lazy to make a move.

"Clang!"

The wooden door of the bookstore rang, and Xia Chuan was touched and saw a short-haired man wearing a linen cloak entering the store.

The memory from this world a thousand years ago automatically emerged.

It was the swordsman "Yuri" who fought against the Phoenix Swordsman with the light and dark swords a thousand years ago.

"This sword..."

Unlike other swordsmen, the linen man was attracted by the whiteboard sword between the three-dimensional models at first sight.

In order to prevent the nameless sword Nothingness and the Book of Destruction from destroying the world a thousand years ago, he had to seal his crazy friend Bakht, and then gave up his human identity and merged with the lightsaber to sleep for a thousand years.

During this period after being awakened by Fei Yuzhen, he spent most of his time observing in the fantasy world, until Fei Yuzhen encountered trouble this time and officially entered the real world.

In addition, he also wanted to check out this unknown sword that appeared strangely in reality.

Unlike observing across the fantasy world, there is an indescribable feeling after being at the scene in person.

It was as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making him feel extremely heavy.

He knew there was a problem but didn't know where it was.

"Huh!"

Looking at the ordinary white sword, Yuri took a deep breath and moved closer with a cautious look.

There was no change in front of the model, but when he reached out his hand, his face changed drastically.

"Bang!"

Before he touched the whiteboard sword, Yuri was blown away by a huge repulsive force, and the books on the surrounding bookshelves were also knocked over. The whole bookstore was instantly like being robbed, and the books were in a mess.

Yuri didn't care about anything else, and his mind was synchronized with memories from a thousand years ago.

It was as if he had returned to the day of the God War.

Even after a thousand years, he could still clearly feel the horror of the God War, as if it was a force that did not belong to this world, and even holding the light and dark swords was completely unable to compete.

"Wow!"

After coming back to his senses and looking at the whiteboard sword again, all the strange phenomena seemed to have never appeared.

The whiteboard sword was still ordinary, and even its position did not change at all.

"What's going on? Is it because I am also a sword?"

Yuri frowned, his eyes changed drastically, and the outline of the sword of light appeared faintly on his whole body.

The whiteboard sword in the three-dimensional model has some secrets, which may be related to the God War a thousand years ago.

Maybe it can solve the mystery of the God War.

But he had a hunch that he must not get close to touch it now, otherwise it would definitely lead to irreversible horrific consequences.

He didn't dare to continue touching it.

The best way seemed to be to pretend not to see it.

"Ahem," Yuri's eyes were erratic, "Why am I here? Yes, I should read books to supplement my knowledge. I'll read now. I love reading the most."

"..."

Xiachuan watched Yuri pick up a book and sit on the ground in silence.

That is to say, he couldn't communicate yet.

Uncomfortable.

He didn't do anything just now. The other party was attacked by the world itself. Otherwise, as the incarnation of the Sword of Light, he might be able to help him remove the seal.

This world really doesn't give him any chance.

Is this forcing him to choose Sudo Mei?

Now as one of the characters in the story, he seems to be able to act according to the script, but who decided this script?

"Buzz!"

Xiachuan tried to mobilize the will of the world he controlled, but the surface of the sword still didn't move at all. Even if the fluctuations in the inner world continued to increase, Yuri didn't notice it at all and buried his head in reading, allowing the collision between the worlds to unfold behind him.

"Ah! I almost forgot, I still have to help Kamiyama Touma!"

"Snap!"

Yuri suddenly closed the book and stood up, his left and right hands and feet stiffly coordinated to walk to the door, open the door, close the door, turn around and leave.

"Transform!"

"Holy Sword Saikou!"

Golden light appeared on the street.

The next moment Yuri turned directly into a lightsaber and appeared in front of Kamiyama Touma across space, and the attacks of the chasing swordsmen were all blocked by the golden light.

"I am the sword, and the sword is me! The holy sword that protects the world!"

"Saikou!"

In the bookstore, Xiachuan regained his calm and silently felt the light bursting in the distance.

Also a sword, but the other party can move freely and even transform to fight.

The gap is a bit big.

It seems that I can only think of a way from Sudo Mei first.

As a sword, let yourself become a holy sword first?