[Comprehensive] Infect the whole world

Kuroki Yuto lightly revealed the truth that was extremely cruel to Fu Sangshen.

There was a dead silence in the room.

The tea in Yue Zongjin's hand became cold on the third day, and his steady fingers were trembling slightly: "Our Ji Jun, is she sick?"

"Liar!" A childish roar came from the side, and the five tigers with black hair and red eyes stumbled out, stretched out two pairs of arms covered with scars, and stared at Yuuto Kuroki with red vertical pupils, "that People obviously did this kind of thing to us, now you say she didn't do it on purpose!?"

Yuuto Kuroki glanced at his arm, most of the wounds were cut by sharp blades, and there were some traces of beast bites, mottled and mottled, new wounds and old wounds superimposed, it was obvious that he had been abused.

If it is a kind-hearted person, I might not bear to look at it once, thinking that this innocent boy must have been abused, but Kuroki Yuuto is different, he is very serious. Looking at the silent Mikazuki Zongjin.

San Riyue sat on the spot, lowered her eyes, and did not look at the boy.

"How long has your Ji-kun passed away?" Kuroki Yuuto asked.

There was silence, no swords answered, and after a few minutes, Jiang Xue, who was leaning against the wall, said lightly: "Three months."

"But the most recent wound was obviously only a few days ago." Kuroki Yuto said calmly.

California Qingguang said indignantly: "That's because the five tigers retreated so hard that the mark that woman left on him, so they used self-mutilation to eliminate it!"

Yuuto Kuroki nodded, and said in a burst of blood: "Then why are the old wounds so similar to the new ones?"

"You Fusangshen who often use knives, right? From which direction to apply force, and how much force can cause similar wounds, you should know best."

The direction of the wound made by myself with the knife in my right hand is completely different from the wound made by others.

If it was a very small number of knife wounds, it might not be visible, but with so many densely packed wounds, wouldn't it be too strange if all the wounds were the same?

Are these really abuse scars?

Fu Sangshen, who was present at least on the ninth floor, was silent, struggling and unbelievable on his face, the few one or two knives were indifferent, as if they knew the truth early, and Wuhu Tui looked down at himself Scar said nothing.

"Besides, from my observations outside, this Honmaru occupies a large area and is of a high level. Even if a dark fall occurs and the sword kills the master, it is impossible for there to be so few swords left." Kuroki Yuu Dou glanced at the thirteen swords present, judging from the aura he felt, these were the only swords left in Nuo Da's main pill.

"What happened here, I think you should be clear."

The black-haired boy's gaze was like a knife, and he stabbed straight at Mikazuki Zongjin who was sitting in front of him.

"Your Excellency Sanriyue...?"

"Impossible, we did it because that woman was too much!"

"We did kill the lord, but after that? Why are there so few brothers left, where are the other swords?"

During the debate among the swords, Mikami Tsukimune raised his head, his eyes slowly swept across the confused looks of the other swords, and finally settled on Kuroki Yuuto.

"Ji Jun, you have indeed done something unforgivable." San Riyue slowly pushed the teacup in front of her away, with a helpless and nostalgic smile on her face, "Thanks to the arrival of your Excellency, I remembered that not only Ji Jun , Our swords have also done many unforgivable things."

That was what happened in the middle of the spread of the virus before the time government fell.

This Honmaru numbered 788, as one of the few high-end Honmaru, has collected all the swords. Most of the swords are of very high level. Everyone lives here with the wise and well-measured Ji Jun. It can be regarded as a paradise. ordinary days.

But one day after Ji Jun and several Fusangshen came back from shopping outside, everything changed.

The cheerful and lively Ji Jun suddenly became lethargic and depressed overnight, shutting herself in the room every day, and the slightest movement would wake her up. Yelling and cursing, and even fighting in the end.

So far, although Ji Jun's changes are sad, but it will not be a dark fall, until a week later, there is a sudden abuse incident inside Honmaru, and the daggers often have inexplicable scars on their bodies, and it is after taking turns to serve as close servants.

Hearing this, Kuroki Yuuto asked: "So that scar was done by your Ji-kun? Or did you injure yourself?"

"Both sides." Yaoken Fujishiro came up and put his hand on Wuhutui's shoulder, "It's not just Ji Jun who has become strange, but also Daojian who is a close servant. They saw Ji Jun treat his brother After doing it, he even swung a knife and cut his own arm."

"I can't explain this phenomenon. I can only hide the matter first to prevent greater commotion, but I still haven't concealed it."

When the five tigers retreated to find Yaoken Fujishiro to treat the wound, they were bumped into by the elder brother. In the first phase, they became furious, and rushed to Ji Jun's room to argue with her despite the persuasion of the swordsmen. Ji Jun said that he didn't do it, it was them If you get nervous and self-mutilate, of course you don't believe it.

"The opportunity for the dark fall was that after Ji Jun untied a scarred dagger, he attacked Ji Jun with other swords in the first phase, and the memory after that was often confused. There are only thirteen knives left." San Riyue looked around, and the one who stood outside with a cold face all over her face raised her eyes, walked out voluntarily, and stroked Wu Hutui's hair.

"Big brother..."

Kuroki Yuto watched the pair of brothers getting along, and said abruptly: "Actually, you probably already guessed it, right? The rest of the swords are all of the highest level, but you can't accept the fact that you are killing your brother with your own hands."

"impossible!"

"is that a lie."

The sharp truth pierced the heart of the swords present like a sharp blade, making people breathless.

Suzumaru Hengji suddenly said: "I remember."

As soon as he made a sound, he attracted the eyes of all the swords present.

"You guys, don't worry." He murmured the Buddha's name in a low voice, and closed his eyes, "Everyone jumped into the knife solution pool voluntarily. We didn't do anything to our companions. They woke up and knew what they had done. Gave up on life."

Yuuto Kuroki stared at Koji Susumaru with great interest, and probably had an idea of ​​the status of the swords.

It is estimated that the invasion of the blackening virus caused memory confusion, resulting in an urge to violently self-mutilate. When I occasionally wake up and find out what I have done, there will generally be two results.

Guilty self-destruction, or simply like humans, automatically shields sad memories and transfers all hatred to one target.

This is the truth of what happened in this pill. Since the death of the god judge, the swords here have become more insane. Before they lost their minds and killed each other, they jumped into the sword solution pool by themselves, and the rest barely stayed awake. Unable to accept his brother's suicide, his sword automatically blocked the relevant memories, keeping everything in the night of the regicide.

I really want to study it.

As soon as Kuroki Yuuto had this idea, he saw Mikazuki unfasten the knife on his waist and put it aside, and bowed deeply in his direction, with his head on the back of his hand, which is quite solemn in Japanese etiquette Great gift.

"You are this?"

"We are all sinners who killed the lord. After knowing what sins we have committed, we are no longer qualified to live in the world. Please kill us before you forget next time." San Riyue said softly, "Dao Jiechi has already It was destroyed, we are very sorry for your rude behavior just now, and there is no way to repay the kindness for uncovering the truth for us, at least you can repay it with your life."

"We will never resist."

The other swords also came to their senses at this moment, and they untied the knives at their sides one after another, put them at hand, and bowed their heads to Yuuto Kuroki.

A sad atmosphere lingered in the room. If it wasn't for the sword solution pool being gone, I believe the only thirteen remaining swords would jump into the pool without hesitation.

Kuroki Yuuto took Mikazuki's samurai/sword/sword, pulled out the blade, and saw that the originally beautiful knife should be a work of art, but the surface was covered with a layer of gray dust that could not be wiped off, and he could no longer see it. The true appearance of Qing Daojian.

Will the status of virus infection also be reflected on the sword?Interesting.

Kuroki Yuto watched for a while, but didn't look at the Fusangshen who lowered their heads, and said lightly: "I came all the way here, not to take your lives, a lifeless sword is worthless .”

"If you feel sorry for your Ji Jun, the best way to make up for it is not to kill yourself, but to find a way to find an antidote to the virus and completely destroy the virus that has destroyed your life. This is the only way to solve the problem Method."

Sankai Yue Zongjin: "Solve the virus?"

"How about this kind of thing...?"

"That's why I came here." Kuroki Yuuto said with a smile, "Since you said you would give me your life as compensation, then I will not be polite, you better be prepared to contribute your life to the research of the antidote. "

Yaoken Fujishiro said: "Is this kind of thing possible? This is an invisible virus."

"Heh, if you can't do it, don't think that there is nothing you can do." Yuuto Kuroki said with a smile, "That's why I came here."

Seeing the confidence and determination on Kuroki Yuuto's face, Touken fell silent.

If it is possible to crack the invisible virus in their hearts, who wouldn't want it?

The real culprit who ruined their lives, the real culprit who turned Ji Jun into such an appearance, was actually an invisible and colorless virus.

At the moment of knowing the truth, a huge sense of absurdity and despair instantly hit the hearts of the swordsmen.

Apart from hating the past and himself, the scarred heart has no way to find an excuse to go on by deceiving itself.

"If you can really do it, no matter what we need to do, we are willing to do it." Finally, Mikazuki Zongjin said on behalf of all the swords.

Kuroki Yuuto nodded with satisfaction: "Then we have reached a consensus, please give me more advice during this time."

The boy held out his hand.

Mikazuki stared deeply at Yuuto's white and smooth hand, which gradually overlapped with the hand she stretched out to herself when she first saw Hime-kun in her memory.

[Maybe I still have a lot of things that I can't do well, please give me your advice in the next few days~]

[Hahaha, how can the old man bear the title of Your Excellency, I will definitely do my best to be your help. 】

"I hope to be your help." Mikazuki said softly, holding Yuuto Kuroki's outstretched hand.

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