The story of justice as a Tucao servant

36. The boy of absolute justice is a hero hahaha are you kidding me?

"It's... there is no way out."

Gasping for breath, he murmured like a wind whisper.

The red-haired boy was leaning against the end of the courtyard, looking at the slowly approaching crowd with his blood-colored pupils.

People who were clearly terrified to the extreme, still moved their steps as if they couldn't control it.

"Evil, devil! Hurry up and catch it! There are so many of us......"

Holding the giant sword that was still bleeding, behind the young man was the sacred wall that was once blessed by the Creator God.

Of course, it has now become a charred fragment.

"Ah, hehehehe—the common people...the people I once wanted to protect..."

As if he didn't hear it, the boy just talked to himself there.

"Even love is a false gift... not to mention my justice..."

Finally, a man who could no longer bear the invisible pressure raised his knife and rushed to where the boy was.

"Ah, go to hell! Devil!"

"Kill him! Let's go together!"

As if they were calling for orders, people held weapons and rushed towards the young man like a demon.

"I want to avenge my son!"

"Devil! Die!"

In the crimson pupils, what was reflected was the man's distorted face and the attacking blade.

"......boring......"

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The boy's originally vibrant pupils were as silent as stagnant water, losing the last bit of luster.

There is no magic, not even skill.

Let the knives and those sharp weapons slash on your body.

Anyway—it will heal itself in a while, right?

He just swung the huge sword and slashed aimlessly.

But even so, there are several lives lost wherever they pass.

"Please, don't kill me! Please!"

"Snapped--"

......

Now it seems that there is no living person here except the boy.

(Of course, I'm not human anymore.)

The boy laughed at himself.

【Great scene, isn't it? 】

(Even if the body is destroyed again)

【You are so beautiful now】

(Fuck die die die die die die!)

【Ah, I really like you】

(like......)

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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"Shua-shua-shua-shua..."

It's the sound of waves hitting the beach.

The splashed, crystal-clear water droplets reflected the luster of the golden sun.In the end, he was unwilling to return to the water.

The courageous tide kept pushing forward, but when it wetted the gravel at the front, it slowly receded.

Whether it is blood or sin, it will be washed and purified by the word [water].

Not long ago, it was full of corpses piled up like a mountain, and the beach was stained with blood, but now it looks like a child who has never experienced anything in the world, clear and flawless.

Who would have thought that there was a massacre here?

A bouquet of unknown purple wildflowers that was cruelly picked at the moment of full bloom, is lying on the beach to undergo the baptism of the waves.

The purple petals are scattered and scattered, and what blooms are incomplete and beautiful colors, which undulate with the waves, embellishing the vast ocean.

Nobody knows what's buried under the gravel, nobody's.

"Except for us."

The man who tied his long purple hair draped over his shoulders and knelt on one knee made a gesture of prayer.

"May your souls rest in peace."

After speaking, he stood up regardless of the sand on his knees.

The unruly and sacred image, as if it had never appeared before, returned to the appearance of a gentleman in Navisto.

"How's the situation with the special forces?" asked the young man growing moldy mushrooms.

"...Eh? Are you finished? Leviathan! You can dance!" The Naga boy who was teasing the hermit crab with a wooden stick was stunned for a moment, completely unresponsive .

Except for the man and the boy, even the seagulls escaped from the whole beach.Only Haifeng is still dubbing this embarrassment.

"I'm asking, what's the situation with the special forces! You were asked to bury them, and it turned out that I was shoveling the sand alone... Where's Leviathan? Where's your special forces?"

"This...that...that's how it is anyway, Model is the best." The boy who finally chose to surrender hugged the man's thigh after murmuring for a long time.

Trying to control his urge to cover his face, the man finally slapped the boy's head with the hand that was about to explode with great force.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he put on a standard villain's harmonious smile.

"They went to act alone, right? Have you figured out how to die!"

From the young man's point of view, it seems that he can see the manifested black energy and anger.

The man who turned into the ultimate demon king has thrown away all his calmness, gentleness, and demeanor.

"QAQ, Leviathan, come and save me..." Trying to narrow his sense of existence, the Naga teenager asked for help from his sister who was far away in the sky.

"You... hey.—"

The overwhelming chanting that the boy had expected did not appear, and his head was lightly patted.

"Probably went to other places to burn, kill and loot? If you don't answer, you will admit it?"

"...That's it. After all, it's the enemy, isn't it? Shouldn't all the enemy's words be killed?" The boy asked a question that he really didn't understand.

"The war is only for profit, and the people... Forget it, you who have been the [blade] of the kingdom since birth, you only need to do what you want. But——please don't fight against the unarmed People were massacred. Just treat it as me, requesting as a big brother."

A man with his own ambition looks towards the east where smoke rises.Say to the bewildered teenager:

"Ferrance's army, it's time to come with anger... Go tell Leviathan they are ready, and what I just said, and let them lie in ambush."

"Well, I understand! We're going to kill them, right! But I'll tell them not to kill those villagers!" Seemingly half-understood, the young man jumped away energetically.

The man who was left alone on the beach looked at the boy's bouncing footprints and said to himself:

"Our justice...in the eyes of the Ferrans, is sheer evil, right?"

I took out the mirror and looked at it,

"The way I got angry just now, my gentleman image...Fortunately, His Majesty can't see it."

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"She escaped."

The red-haired boy weighed the giant sword in his hand, and some lost companions said.

Except for the girl from the Siren clan who escaped, the rest of the Sea clan had been dealt with by the vanguard team led by Princess Ferrance.

The fishy smell of the sea mixed with the stench of blood filled the surroundings.

The young man stared at the overlapping corpses of the small town residents and Haizu soldiers, he was thinking of something, he pursed his lips, and remained silent.

"Thanks to Fei Aiwei, you can't be affected by the siren's singing, otherwise you will fall down this time."

There was a heavy weight on his shoulders—Lance, who had regained his former vitality, hugged the shoulders of the boy's relatively short body heavily.

Perhaps it was because Yixue avenged the people of Bristol for the humiliation of the massacre in the battle just now, and it was the victory of the first battle—everyone felt much better.

The whole atmosphere has also changed from the previous stagnation to relaxation.

"Pray for everyone who has passed away! I am now counting it as a small revenge." Allen took the lead in initiating the initiative and took the lead in praying.

Everyone closed their eyes, used their hands and hearts to pray for the innocent dead people and sacrificed soldiers, and to the Creator God.

Except for the boy with blood-colored pupils, and the little dragon lying on top of his head again.

(Hate, revenge, and being revenged is not my justice.) Thinking this way, the young man stretched out his hand and thumped the little head of the dragon above his head.

"Hey, did you have the ability to stop her just now?" With a voice that could not be heard by the praying partners, the young man quietly asked the dragon above his head dissatisfied.

"Because that wouldn't be interesting, didn't you ask for help? If it's a cute little knight, I'd be more than happy~" the rippling tone.

"...Tch, I understand. As long as you don't interfere with my justice! Let me tell you first, my justice lies in protection. If you touch the person I want to protect... .”

The young man threatened, and the rest of the words were self-evident.

"Understand, understand, but, you who have gained a long time, will the thing you protect remain unchanged?" the miniature dragon murmured in a small voice that the boy could not hear.

"What.......?"

Allen and the others had finished their prayers and stood up.

Allen and Allen seem to be twins, with blond hair and blue eyes, but they can't even be distinguished from their faces.

"Now, let's go to the army and take back all of Bristol!"

The anger and hatred had passed, and the princess's silver armor shone dazzlingly in the sun, reaching out to the boys.

"Yes, sir!"

Ferrance's advance team set off for the target again.

After going through this battle, everyone understands something.

Lance's hand held Alan's hand tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Muscle idiot, let go."

"Alan, you are the one I want to protect as a knight. This is different from your cousin. The country and the people are important to me, but if what I really want to protect is lost, what's the point of these? ? Just now I..."

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Lance is a big idiot!" Allen began to lose his temper.

Looking at the partners he also wanted to protect, the boy smiled knowingly.

(Ah, my justice is also to protect you. And this—)

people.

(I will use my eternity to protect them.)

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"The five big cities in Bristol have been completely controlled by us, and the other medium-sized towns have also sent troops to conquer. There are [-] cities that have received news, but there should be a lot more in the evening. Bar."

The Naga boy was wearing cute overalls, like a little secretary, earnestly reporting the occupation of Bristol to the purple-haired man.

"Ah, thank you. How's Ferrance doing?" The man asked the boy who was holding a pile of documents as he touched the boy's beret-wearing head as a reward.

"The large troop only set off from Pali this morning, and the scouting troop reported that at their marching speed, they would not be able to reach Keang City at least at noon tomorrow. And the troops dispatched from other places probably would not dare to directly encounter us like this. However, Leviathan and the others have been unable to contact them."

"Hmm. Then don't worry about it. After all, the role of the special forces is almost exhausted." Holding a cocktail, the man pondered for a moment, then tapped the map of Ferrance spread out on the table with his index finger.

"Let most of the troops stationed in Keon be concentrated along the lines of Riel and Corin."

"Hey! Wouldn't that be equivalent to giving Ke Ang directly to them!" the boy asked puzzled.

"With an army full of vengeance and anger, coupled with an advantage in numbers, can we fight it? Wait for them to relax for a while before launching a counterattack—in Colin near the sea, let the fleet hit it!"

The man analyzed the boy with explanations and popular science as if he was teaching.

"Oh! Got it, no problem! Leave it to me! Sir!" The blond Naga boy shouted with starry eyes.

None of them seem to have considered the use of special forces.

The door was suddenly opened with a "bang", and the girl from the Siren Clan ran in in panic.

Originally beautiful long golden hair, many places have been burnt to charcoal.There was a huge gash in the thigh, and it was still burning with dark flames that could not be extinguished, constantly eroding his life.

"The brave man... the one who is not affected by my singing,... has come to join the battle! He and his companions have gone deep into the interior of Bristol!"

With a crying voice, the girl spoke intermittently.

The man stood up, and gently stroked the girl's burning wound with his hand. The blue light began to light up, and the flame was gradually dispelled and disappeared. —but the right leg must no longer be used.

"After all, he is a brave man born in Ferrance... Thank you for your information, we will be careful."

"Revenge for us, revenge for those dead Sea Clan soldiers! If it's just a few people, the army can kill them casually, right?" the girl cried.

"...Leviathan, you seem to be confused about the situation. Then, Besimo, you can deal with it." The man said, put down the crying girl in his arms, got up and walked out.

The door was closed, and only the boy and the girl were left in the room.

"It's so ugly, sister." Narrowing his eyes, the boy showed a bright smile.

"Behemo, avenge me!"

A golden light emerged, and the boy casually tore open a scroll.

The magic circle with complicated patterns wrapped the girl in gold, and it was undoubtedly a teleportation magic.

"Mr. Model only needs me around, sister, you are really an eyesore."

"!!!you!!!"

The golden light grew stronger and filled the entire room.

"So many clansmen died in your hands this time—sister, you just need to be the reproductive tools of those men in the Hui clan. You must enjoy it? Papapa~~~ Then, goodbye~ sister~ sister !"

As everything calmed down, there were really only teenagers in the room who were jumping up and down excitedly.

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golden blue.

erosion.

spread.

affect.

line.

emotion.

【Let me also be one of the justice you want to protect, my—— knight. 】

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{Go away, uncle pervert! }

uh.......i......

The author has something to say:

Ah, I have a secondary illness, I guess there will be more episodes tomorrow 233