Am I just a tool?

Is there really no emotion at all?

Kujo Sara really wanted to ask the other party, but she finally put away the impulse and continued to remain silent.

"Since I am his master, I have the right to decide everything."

"And all this has nothing to do with you."

Kujo Takayuki said arrogantly.

His words clearly demonstrate what double standards are.

I have my own ideas. I don't follow the General's instructions completely and I collude with external forces. OK, no problem.

It is not okay for his subordinates to have their own ideas and disobey his orders, as this is a sign of disloyalty.

What else is there to say? He has convinced himself. This double standard logic has become the theoretical guide for his behavior.

Since he is like this, just obey him.

"Lao Deng, although I don't know why you dare to talk to me like this, I obey you."

"Wait, I'll deal with you after I solve the trouble."

"Also, I have confiscated those things of yours as compensation for your rudeness."

Although Lao Deng was an eyesore when he was alive, we had to let him continue to live.

Firstly, the other party is following the rules after all. After something happens, there is a certain probability that he will summon a terrifying queen who will chop people with a knife.

Secondly, it was because of Kujo Sara. He didn’t care what Lao Deng was like, but he still had to consider Kujo Sara’s feelings.

When Hill said these words, Kujo Takayuki realized that something was wrong.

At first he wanted to negotiate terms and see if he could use the other party to restrain the doctor, but as he kept cursing he got carried away.

"Wait, if you don't return the things you've been entrusted with, and the matter gets to the general, it will probably affect your plans."

"Lao Deng, I came to talk to you for the purpose of exchanging interests, not for you to threaten me with something you are worried about without any evidence."

"Tell me what you want."

"late."

Hill shook his head. He felt there was no need to communicate with this guy.

"let's go."

Hill pulled Kujosala, and seeing that she didn't react, he just picked her up.

"You will pay for everything you do now!"

Kujo Takayuki roared, saying that as a subordinate, he did not understand his position clearly, and his failure was already doomed.

After sending Kujo Sara back to her home, Hill wanted to stay, but she pushed him out without mercy.

"I am a gentleman, how can you not trust me!"

"I just think you need my comfort right now."

Hill knocked on the door, trying to change Kujo Sara's mind, but the door was still locked.

"Please go back and leave me alone."

Kujo Sara's cold voice was filled with fatigue.

As strong as she is, she is not afraid of being hurt or dying, but she will also be broken by the denial of those close to her.

"The 'loyalty' that the master taught me was just to enable me to sacrifice myself when the Kujo family needs me?"

"Ah... huh... Master, have you really fulfilled your duties as a subject to the General?"

During the long period of self-denial and self-answering, Kujo Sara felt very confused.

She was eager to get the answer to her question.

Who can I turn to?

Kujo Sara closed her eyes, and Hill's figure appeared in her mind.

So she opened the door.

Although she didn't know where Hill would go, she still wanted to go outside and look for him.

Hill didn't leave. He had been leaning against the door and eavesdropping.

As soon as the door opened, he fell into the room.

"Ahahaha, Miss Kujo, are you going out?"

"What a coincidence, do you want me to accompany you?"

Hill steadied himself with the help of Kujo Sara, then awkwardly changed the subject.

He heard the other party's panting and associated it with the movement of the slime. He was a little fascinated for a moment, otherwise he would not have been so unable to react.

"Come in, I would like you to answer some of my questions."

Kujo Sara looked straight at Hill. Although they had just met, during the short time they spent together, she felt that the other person was worthy of her trust.

Perhaps it was the sympathy between the warriors, or perhaps it was the other party's behavior that made him lose his guard.

As it was getting dark, Hill had a bold idea to stay in Kujo Sara's room tonight.

"Take a rest first. I'll make a pot of hot tea."

After arranging Hill, Kujo Sara set out to make tea.

Hill sat cross-legged with one hand supporting his face. He really couldn't understand why the Inazuma people liked to sit cross-legged.

"My sofa, my grandpa chair, I miss you so much."

Practicing in suffering is what an ascetic should do. Hill would rather make his life more comfortable.

Soon, Kujo Sara brought the teapot and teacups.

"Please enjoy."

“You can’t enjoy it quickly.”

"It's just a polite expression, please don't take it seriously."

"I was just joking, Miss Kujo, you should learn to be more humorous."

"My identity does not allow me to say or do anything out of line."

Kujo Sara shook her head. She had maintained this appearance for more than ten years, which could be considered humorous. It was probably only when she was the youngest, before she was adopted by Kujo.

At that time, she acted entirely on instinct, and sometimes did humorous things.

Hill smiled, thinking it was a humorous thing, and none of his men were honest.

The most honest, capable and powerful people are actually being restricted.

However, he was just thinking about it in his mind. If he said it directly in front of Kujo Sara, he would definitely be invited to a samurai duel.

The kind that determines life and death.

"I'm a little lost, I don't know if what I've done so far is the right thing."

"I have never been to other countries and I don't know what's going on in other countries."

“So, I would like you to help me answer this question.”

Kujo Sara sat opposite Hill and looked at Hill straight.

However, compared to her straightforwardness in the past, her eyes are now full of confusion.

"Ms. Kujo, are you loyal to Narukami?"

Hill felt that even if he said nothing and did nothing, Kujo Sara would still be able to wake up.

"Naturally, when I began to have the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor, I swore it."

"I will always protect Inazuma and carry out the will of Narukami. No matter if it's a god or a demon, I will destroy the enemy I encounter!"

Although he hadn't figured out the connection between the two, Kujo Sara still answered firmly.

"Yeah, that's right, isn't it? You just need to be loyal to Narukami, why do you have to care about that old Deng?"

Hill not only answered Kujo Sara's question, but also answered the questions in his own mind.

Why did Inazuma become what it is now? It’s because a bunch of idiots used the guise of Ming Shen to fight for their own interests.

"But...if the head of the family hadn't adopted me and taught me, I wouldn't have grown up to where I am today."

Kujo Sara said with a hesitant look.

She felt like she had almost figured out where the problem was, but she was still a little short.

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