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Looking around among the lush green forests, there are several trees that have obvious signs of being cut down. More than a dozen trees have been cut down at the bottom and fell to the ground. There are many mosquitoes wriggling slowly in the cut lines, and the inside flows out. Thick juice.

There was not a single tree-cutting worker at the scene. Strictly speaking, there was no human breath. There was only a suspected human figure covered in a dark brown tattered cloak, motionless and allowing insects to climb on his body. , It is doubtful whether the dead man is sitting on the collapsed tree trunk.

stomping on...

Another figure approached quickly from the woods, and the sound of boots stepping on the ground spread around. The insects and small animals nesting in the large number of collapsed tree trunks seemed to be alarmed by other dangerous creatures from outside, and they spread their wings and left. , running away with stretched limbs, even the insects stuck to the cloak quickly left as if fleeing for their lives.

Slender feet stepped into this small development area that was loved by nature and looked fertile and bloomed in good weather. His orange eyes seemed to have not seen a figure in a cloak, and he moved lightly to one of the tree trunks. The long, soft flaxen hair fluttered in the wind. He sat up gently and raised his head to look at the endless light blue sky.

"The weather has been fine recently, and it's a good time to go out to the countryside."

The leisurely and calm tone shows the relaxed and joyful mood in the heart.

"It's really good, but the prophets in the village say that there will be heavy rain in the near future."

The pair of dark and deep eyes under the cloak finally moved and glanced at the woman next door.

"Even experienced prophets sometimes make mistakes, right?"

That tone is not so much a relaxed tone, but more like a refreshing and warm sense of comfort filled with flowers and plants.

"You shouldn't be here."

"If I don't come, you will wait around here forever, right?"

"No, there will be workers here soon to move the trees."

"That's why I said it was nearby? By the way, you have already investigated that there will be regular breaks here. Compared with when you were stupid before, you are more thoughtful now."

"I'm no longer a child, not even a human being."

"Indeed, you have already been called the Demon King by everyone in the world."

There was no reaction to these words, but the black long sword hanging under the cloak was quietly flickering with black light.

"How is your injury?"

"It still hurts."

There was a wry smile under the white and delicate cheeks, and slender fingers gently stroked the huge "cut" scar through the white clothes on his body.

"The wounds cut with the ability of the black sword, even if you lose the ability of the black sword, are enough to form a guide to let the toxins contained in the magic sword go away, and it will only take a few years to return to a normal person sooner or later."

Hearing this sentence, the beautiful face that anyone could not help but stop staring at once smiled, and frowned in displeasure.

"I'm really happy to have taken away from me the magic sword of the image of disaster."

"This is a necessary procedure. Since he is the head of a village, how can he be a person who holds a magic sword?"

"The words are very cruel, as expected of the Demon King."

"...Have all the villagers escaped?"

"It's announced. It's just that a bunch of people are still focusing on their own work. No one wants to leave here. Everyone doesn't want to give up the land of rebirth that was so easy to grasp."

"What a bunch of stupid humans."

Listening to the words mocking her protecting the villagers, the woman forced a wry smile.

"So do you feel it? There is indeed value in protecting these people."

"maybe."

"One more small thing, Hua thinks you deviated from the plan and needs stricter monitoring."

"It doesn't matter, the swordsmen of the kingdom of swords also harass me from time to time, and the result is just to increase my spiritual food."

The woman smiled wryly again, and quickly stood up with a cute sound of "hey".

"I have to go back to deal with business, and also to avoid being discovered by the guards that I sneaked out of the room."

"goodbye."

The woman maintained a smile, lowered her head slightly, and continued to maintain a relaxed tone.

"It's heartless, but I feel lonely and lost? I really hope to chat with you more, after all, this is probably the last time I can chat with you like this, right?"

"We don't have anything to say about the characters in this drama, we just need to do our part."

thump.

After uttering these words from the mouth inside the cloak, the woman walked up to the man and flicked the man's forehead with her long and slender fingers.

"Idiot, the rare reunion of sister and brother, you actually just say that you just do your part?"

"...you know?"

"Well, it is impossible to know before you snatch the magic sword. The only difference between the magic sword and the magic sword is the master and the servant, but now I can clearly distinguish that you are not the magic sword itself, but my dear brother."

"I am the magic sword, and the magic sword is me."

"Because you share the same memory, you can be regarded as the same person, right? But now that the control has become you, can this be considered the same person?"

"Even so, I understand Demon Sword's thoughts, and I'm willing to take the conclusion he has come to from so many experiences."

"But you are not like him at all. You are too gentle. Until now... you have never thought for yourself."

"Yes, on this road, I found the things in the memory of "Jieshe". If I walked this way, I would get something."

Hearing these words, the woman couldn't help but smile again, a deep wry smile mixed with countless emotions.

"What is this?"

"Jieshe has no dreams, no ambition to move forward, but he once longed for a world."

"What kind of world is that?"

"Sitting leisurely on the tree trunk, enjoying the comfort of the warm breeze blowing on the body, without stress and leisurely looking at a calm blue lake."

"Such a world is also a scene of "World Peace", right?"

"That's right, so I and Demon Sword both desire the same goal."

"Well, if you insist on bringing them together, you can indeed think so, that is to say, you agree with them from the bottom of your heart, can I think so?"

No matter from which point of view, it is reasonable, and whichever direction you cut into is the same ideal. It is absolutely no problem, and no one can refute the answer.

It's just that the most basic elements are missing.

"Can you wait for so long?"

"Do you want to drive me away so much?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just that I'm going back to rest, for the "last battle"."

The man stood up from the bottom of the sawed-off tree trunk, turned around and headed towards the Gathering God Forest.

"Even with this village where the three races are integrated, is your destination still only the wild forest?"

"Would that village still tolerate me, a demon king who hurt their village chief?"

"Indeed, it is impossible to forgive, not even if I speak for you."

"In fact, it is impossible for you to defend me at all. The victim's statement only increased their anger. Besides, in this stage play, your and my roles are only hostile."

Step, step.

The slender body is carrying three weapons that seem to be heavier than the body, the thin and lonely back, the woman's orange eyes are staring at each other desperately, and the forced smile that she put on can't continue.

"... Jieshi."

Looking at the back that was gradually moving away, the woman finally couldn't help but squirmed her lips, and called out to the other party with a little emotion.

At the same time as remorse, that emotion surged up.

"Is there anything else?"

"Do not look back."

Just when Jieshi was about to turn his head, the woman stopped him.

"..."

"It's supposed to be like this, I will never speak again, but as expected, I still can't help but want to speak, but don't look back, don't."

Following the words of the woman behind him, Jieshi really did not turn his head, because through the perception of the domain, he felt with a light touch that some kind of synthetic molecules of the human body and nature were dripping in the domain.

The sound of the liquid falling to the ground can be clearly heard through the hearing.

For some reason, Jieshi seemed to clearly imagine what kind of substance it was, and ordered himself not to turn back.

"Obviously it's my sin, it's my mistake that caused the current situation, but you have to bear all of this, and you have to bear the world's resentment... Are you kidding me? La! Why drag you into the water.”

Jieshi didn't know what to say, or rather, he couldn't feel anything about the "memories of the past" that kept running in his head.

"..."

"You have accepted everything since you were a child. When others ask you for anything, you don't dare to complain superfluously. You swallow it yourself and accept it. I know that you think it's good to compromise...but if you can, how I hope you can be good. Hate me, let me who holds the magic sword realize that everything is wrong."

"It's not your fault, you're just a human being, and time doesn't go back."

"Of course I know!"

With a sobbing and somewhat stuffy roar, silence spread again.

"So I can only continue on this thorny road, but on this road, how I wish you could complain to me, how I wish you would stop keeping the promise of "meeting" as before! How I wish you could... ...Okay, beat me up, a stupid, stupid sister like me."

"Sister--"

"Don't open your mouth!"

"..."

"It's too late... I, who pushed you into the abyss, can't ask you to call me by that name—I have no right to be your older sister."

Keeping his back turned, Jiexi blurted out quietly.

"I, I didn't compromise this time. From the conclusion of Demon Sword, I agree with it from the bottom of my heart. Your self-blame is unnecessary."

"Oh, you mean the scenery just mentioned? I feel relaxed just by imagining it. In our chaotic world of burning and killing everywhere, it is really a dream. It may be a sign to make the world such a dream. My own dream, but do you know? The dream of a human being refers to entering an ideal world with one's own existence... If it is an ideal world where you give up yourself, can this be considered a dream?"

"..."

"Let's go, please, I'm afraid that if I stay here for a second longer, I won't be able to hold on, and if I accidentally destroy this damn character I played."

He didn't look back, or he couldn't look back at the woman behind him. Although he had the idea that he should turn around and go back, he walked silently into the depths of the woods alone.