The story of justice as a Tucao servant

44. The story of the Red Hero has just begun, right?

"Click, click, click..." The sound of the rhythmic gears was no longer harmonious.

Even without you, without you—without the broken cogs turning in vain, the machinery of society would not suddenly break down and freeze.

Everyone who was forced to grow up without even understanding what the world is.

Unable to keep up with the pace, unable to adapt to the rhythm - the inevitable outcome of defective products is undoubtedly to be crushed into pieces by the omnipotent society.

"Is the sky gray?"

Children often ask their parents this question.

...... The answer to those clear eyes that have never been polluted by the world can only be silence.

That child complained today that he really wanted to die.The paper cutter had already pressed on the artery, but he couldn't move any further.

"Please, we are about to starve to death." Seeing this scene, the child's already skinny parents helped him fulfill this desperate wish.

Yesterday, a neighbor's pet was hit by a car and died.The girl who went to theory never came back.

Wait until tomorrow, what else can you say?

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(Enough, enough, enough—I've had enough!)

The boy screamed hysterically in his heart.

"What should I... do...."

(Can I save them? Can I save the world?) The boy asked meaninglessly in his heart.

"If there were no privileges, if there were no strife..."

The fist hit the ground heavily, mixed with blood and embedded in the soil.

if........

"I want to create a world of absolute equality! A peaceful world with no more disputes! An equal... world!"

Even incarnation of the so-called evil.

Even if it is not understood by others, even if it is an enemy to everyone.

No matter what!

Rubbing his dry eyes, an unknown color flickered in the blood-red pupils that had already drained of tears.

"Oh, anyway, my time will never run out." As if mocking himself, the boy got up and left the city shrouded in steam and smoke.

There was only a bloody fist pit left, and he was talking about something.

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"Master..."

Under the dazed candlelight, the old man was flipping through something.

"Maybe he is hiding somewhere crying now, or has he regained his strength and started to carry out his justice?"

It was a diary that had turned yellow.

It is already very old, as if it can be crushed with a light fold, and it will be vaporized in the next second.

On the page the old man was staring at, there was a beautifully crafted magic picture.Playing back the scenes of that year.

The moment that was frozen forever was a group photo of the red-haired boy and the white-haired boy.

"No matter what the future holds, I will support you, Master Master." After closing the diary, the old man looked out the window at the starry sky without the moon hanging over him.

"Lu la la la lu lu -......"

The old man hummed softly, the lullaby that the boy sang to him when he was young.

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"Be careful, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Even the magic staff that was tightly held in his hand was unknowingly let go, while the companions beside him covered their ears unbearably.

A huge black shadow covered the swordsman who was fighting bravely with the monster in front of him. The sharp claws of the beast swung down at an unstoppable speed, mixed with the strong stench and fishy smell from the mouth of the giant beast—seeing It's about to splatter on the spot.

"Shua ka——" Realizing the irresistible crisis, the swordsman, who was squatting down and waiting to die, opened his eyes suspiciously, marveling at his own survival.

Putting on a handsome look, the red-haired brave man who appeared behind him at some point grinned brightly at him.

The behemoth, which was still domineering just now, maintained its posture of attacking with its claws raised, split in two, and fell to the ground.

"Ah, Ah!"

The blood exuding a pungent smell was like a blooming firework, and it just poured all over the swordsman's body, making him sneeze uncontrollably.

"Aw!" With a cry of mourning, the wolf-shaped monster that the swordsman was facing was quickly chopped into two pieces by the young man at the speed of a flame.

The red-haired boy rushed to the adventure team at the first moment of the monster's attack and wiped it out easily.

Not even magic.

"Master Brave!"

"As expected of the brave man who ended the battle by himself, we really still have something to learn."

"Master Fei Aiwei is so strong!"

"Master Brave is so cute! I really want to hug him."

——————————— It seems that the strange words of a certain female magician are mixed in the above worship words, please ignore them. '-------------------

The Survival Survival Adventure Team surrounded the teenagers to share the joy of that life.

The young man seemed to be infected by the joyous atmosphere, showing his pointed canine teeth, and also laughed happily.

(The feeling of being admired...is really good!) The teenager thought-it's like an addiction to drugs.

The feeling of being looked up to with twinkling star eyes by young people who are much older than myself.

(Is this what it's like to help others? I see what you mean, Master.)

The red-haired boy threw the laurel crown symbolizing peace on his head into the cloudless blue sky.The golden blue miniature dragon flew up to grab it, and tacitly dedicated it to its knight.

(I will guard it with all my heart! This blue sky, the unarmed people, and——the partners I will never leave behind.)

(Lance, Allen, and Master. Use this eternity to—)

"Guard, with my unrepentant justice." With a voice that outsiders can't hear, the young man softly uttered his heart.

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The forest at night was filled with thick fog and cold air, and now it had reached Gilman's territory.

"coax."

The fear of the unknown was gradually dispelled with the burning flame, and even the howling of unknown monsters from a distance was not so scary anymore.

Several men in the adventure team started joking with each other around the bonfire.

The shoulders of the red-haired boy were touched by a sudden hand, and a glass of still bubbling ale was handed to him.

"Master Brave, don't you want a drink?" The half-drunk swordsman asked drunkenly, his words were driven by drunkenness.

"Ah, thank you, I don't need it." The boy avoided the man's hand politely and without leaving a trace.

"By the way, Mr. Brave, who is the purpose of your trip to save?" The only girl in the group carefully asked this doubt that they had never known.

"Well," the boy showed a hearty and sunny smile.

"A strange plague has occurred in Pori, the capital of Gilman, and I was entrusted to investigate there!"

"As expected of a brave man, this is a task that we can't even imagine!"

"Come on! Master Brave!"

The ordinary adventure group, who should have never met each other before, met the legendary brave man because of various incredible coincidences.

"Okay, it's getting late, you all go to sleep, let me watch the night tonight."

Most of the logs collected had been burned. The red-haired boy stood up and said to everyone in the adventure group.

"We all use a fixed shift system, so there is no need to trouble Mr. Brave!"

Maybe it's because the brave man's appearance is too deceptive. Even though he knows that the boy is stronger than everyone present, he still can't help showing his attitude towards his little brother, caring and loving him.

"Hush—" the boy made a silent gesture, and blinked mischievously.

"You still have adventure missions, don't you? We've arrived in Gilman now, so we have nothing to give you. Let this be a small parting gift. Don't worry, I'm fine if I stay up all night."

(After all—am I really still a human being now?) The boy filled in the bottom of his heart what he hadn't finished. (I am not a human anymore! Laugh.)

With an undeniable tone, he said.Under the night sky, the red-haired brave man is like a battle angel under the command of the Creator God.

Powerful and mesmerizing.

Although a little disappointed, but also know that parting is an unchangeable established fact, the youths of the adventure group embraced the teenagers one by one.

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The flames have been extinguished, and everything has returned to the embrace of darkness.

In the deepest hour of the night, the all-inclusive forest is both silent and noisy.

Countless grotesque sounds played at this moment.Holding the giant sword in his arms, the boy leaned against the deeper shadow under the tree.

The man wrapped his arms around the boy, and whispered in his ear:

"How about it, what does it feel like to be admired and admired?"

The boy didn't answer, he just stared blankly at the moonless night sky, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, the boy bit the man's hand on his chest.

There was an ominous scarlet light in the blood-colored pupils.Let the taste of blood fill your throat.

"It hurts!"

"My justice... You can barely be counted among the people I want to protect in the future... Bahamut."

"I'm not a knight, I will use my own way to protect the people I want to protect, do what I think is right, and help those in need... right." Just now he was full of confidence Now he asked in confusion.

(Allen...the me in that incident is undoubtedly the absolute evil, right? Do I... regret it?) The young man thought.

"If it weren't for the master, I should be a devil spurned by the whole world now, right?"

"Hehe, but," the man licked the wound on his hand that was bitten by a wild beast, and said, "Now you go to help those ordinary people, and that is the greatest thanks and return to your teacher with actions."

"!!!" My heart was filled with warmth.

"Thank you, Bahamut. I'm starting to think that you're not as bad as you thought."

"Hey, who asked me to put you on such a troublesome knight? A brave man who is not frank."

The head was rubbed violently, and the red hair was messed up.

"justice......."

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When the members of the adventure group woke up, there was no trace of the brave man.

There is only one defensive circle that is still in operation.

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"Would you like a newspaper, sir?"

The whole of Pori is shrouded in unknown fear and haze.

But even so, this bustling metropolis will not stop working, and people still need to survive and work.

A red-haired boy in a swordsman's short suit appeared on the central square of Pori with a golden blue miniature dragon.

The boy dressed as a newspaper boy grabbed the boy's trousers that reached to his knees and asked.

"Ah, thank you, please have one." Throwing a silver coin to the boy, he rubbed his head. "Take the rest as a tip."

"Thank you very much for your generosity!"

(This should be their family's daily expenses.) Seeing the boy running away as if fleeing, the boy thought.

The boy's current destination is the Gilman Congress in Pori.But it takes a while to open the door.

With nothing else to do, the boy opened the newspaper that still smelled of ink.

What is printed on the headline is the war in other countries——

"Ferrance and Vesto's Battle Again!The new queen takes the lead! "

"Ellen..."

And on the last page of the newspaper, I saw a small row in the corner.

"The infectious disease in Pori has been brought under control, please rest assured. "

"Ah."

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Anverode.

Anverode engulfed in hatred.

Anvirod, who lost hope in the flames of war.

destroy it.

Eternal peace, eternal silence, eternal peace, is——

"do not want!"

I wanted to press the switch, but was blocked.

It was a boy who was exactly like me, holding out his hand to me.

"You still have me, right? Even if Anvirod is destroyed, Aerym and Darkness still exist! Human beings, the disputes of various races cannot be stopped!"

You're right, badass....

But what's the use of stopping it?

Now Anverode is already

— Equal Hell.

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{Hey, I only have soy sauce at the end QAQ}

[Why does the brave always like to bite, bite, bite! 】

(Both of you, shut up for me!)

shut up x2

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