What made you have the illusion that I am the protagonist! ?

The back hill of Weizhong Academy is a dense forest.

The sky does not know when it will start to snow, and it is the kind of heavy snow.

"Phew, it's so cold..." Fuyumi shivered, exhaled a breath of white air, stepped on the ground where snowflakes began to accumulate, and walked forward.

Izanasha propped up the umbrella that he carried with him, and asked kindly: "Mr. Fuyuya, do you want to come over and hold an umbrella together?"

Fuyumi waved his hand, "No need, just support yourself."

Among the four of them, Izanashe was the last one to walk, so it could be seen that the three people in front were avoiding Luoxue in their own way.

The one walking in the front is Munakata Reishi, the blue sanctuary perfectly isolates the snowflakes falling in the sky at arm's length; the second one is Ishitani Toya, who seems to have an invisible broom around him, including Including the snow on the ground, all the nearby snowflakes will be blown away; at the end is Ma Canghao, which looks indistinct, but not a single snowflake has fallen on him. If you look carefully, you will find that the falling snow seems to be long It slid away like eyes closed.

"Mr. Fuyuya, how did you do it?" Izanasha asked curiously. In fact, he really wanted to ask, but he felt that the boy would not answer.

"What is this?" Dongmi glanced at the snow that was blown away after he stepped on it, and replied: "It's just sword energy, it should be very common, everyone knows it."

——No, no, absolutely not. "Hahaha, is that so?"

While the two were chatting casually to distract themselves from the boredom of simply walking, Munakata seemed to sense something, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he lowered his center of gravity.

The next moment, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath. The power belonging to King Qing had strengthened his physique, but he had already accelerated to the extreme in an instant, leaving the other three and rushing out——

"Hello? Mr. Munakata...wait for us..." Izanasha sighed, and then found that he was caught and raised his collar, "Huh—Mr. Toya?"

Toya, who grabbed his collar, led him to run, and replied: "You are too slow... Grab it, let's go!"

"Hey hey hey hey-"

The scenes on both sides were reversing at a very high speed. It was obviously only a few seconds or less, but Izanashe felt as if it had been a long time. When the weightlessness brought by the fast forward disappeared, he found that they had already left the forest. In front of a shrine.

Looking at the long stone steps extending to the foot in front of the shrine, and the torii at the bottom of the stone steps, Izanasha breathed a sigh of relief, at least there is no need to climb so many steps.

"Really...Mr. Fuyuya, please remind me the next time you do this." Izanashe stood up straight, only to find that Asakura was following behind Fuyuya, the position and distance It's no different than in the woods.

"No problem." Dongmi agreed straightforwardly, anyway, he felt that this kind of thing was unlikely to happen a second time.

Although it is unscientific that there is a shrine on the mountain behind the school, the three of them still entered through the gate, and the faint sound of gold and iron clashing could already be heard. The two figures in the middle, one red and one blue, are interacting and separating from time to time. As expected, they are Chi Wang and Qing Wang.

There were still ten bunches of Tatara floating aside, and besides that, there was no fourth person here.

"Why did they fight?" Fuyumi asked.

"I don't know, Mr. Munakata started a fight with KING when he came to KING." Juju who turned on the theater mode replied with a smile, and then said "Huh", and suddenly turned around in the air, and rushed to Izanasha, With a strange expression, "You are..."

"Huh? Huh?" Izanasha touched his head, and then remembered that because of the snow and cooling, he put on the clothes that Xiao Hei gave him to cover his head, and now his silver hair and face are both It was completely exposed to the outside, and the person in front of him was the victim in the video, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.

"That, that... the person who used this body at that time was not me, and of course this is not my body now..." The Silver King, who has always been eloquent, explained incoherently, "In short, in short... the murderer who killed you was not I……"

Seeming to think that Izanashe, who was in a hurry, was very funny, Shishu burst out laughing, "Okay, okay, I believe you."

"...Sorry." Obviously being forgiven magnanimously, Izanashe did not breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly took a step back and made a ninety-degree bow.

Although the person who killed Shishu was not him, but the Colorless King, what difference does it make?He is the original king, and the power of the slate unearthed by his hands has become a murder weapon. No matter what, he feels a responsibility in his heart.

The interlude of apology on the sidelines came to an end, but the two people who were fighting on the court still had no intention of stopping.

"Are they going to keep fighting like this? By the way... Does anyone remember that we came to find the Colorless King?" Dongmi scratched her cheek and complained.

"Isn't this just right?" Asakura wrote lightly as he glanced at the red and blue swords of Damocles that began to take shape over the shrine because of the real fire fired by the two kings.

"...Ah, indeed."

On the college island, the main part of Weizhong Academy only occupies a small part, while the mountain behind the academy is unscientifically large. A few of them are looking for the Colorless King here, and they are not stingy with finding a needle in a haystack. The king took the initiative to look for them—since the target of the colorless king is other kings, seeing the two conspicuous swords here, why would he come to find out?

Although an outsider thinks the purpose of the two is very good, but in fact——the cause of this is a fight like a fight between elementary school students.

"About enough, Munakata?"

"That's what I want to say. I didn't come here to fight you. Why don't you stop when you say this?"

While speaking, the saber wrapped in blue energy collided with the fist wrapped in red energy, making a sound like metal impact again.

"Hmph, isn't it you who rushed over with the sword and the intent to kill?"

"Really, as long as you give up those stupid ideas, I can stop."

"Stupid idea? What do you mean?"

In fact, Zhou Fang didn't know the answer to this question, he just wanted to avenge his own clan, which was one of the few responsibilities of the Red King.

Sometimes Zongxiang felt that Zhou Fangzun was too irresponsible, even if he gave power to the clan arbitrarily, almost regardless of the clan and just let them gather together, but at this time he especially hated the other party's sense of responsibility.

"You know what I'm talking about. Let me kill the colorless king. As long as you agree to this, I will brutally kill him in the way you expect..."

"As far as you are concerned, it is a very interesting proposal... But, I refuse." Chi Wang sneered, and with a huge energy from his flaming fist, with a bang, the forest around Munakata and the snow on it were all together. evaporation.

The figure of King Qing emerges from the smoke behind the flames, the shimmering blue sanctuary guaranteeing that he will not be burned by the remaining embers.

Knowing that this is a futile proposal, knowing that even if Zhou Fang is persuaded this time, what about next time?What about next time?Even if he doesn't fight anymore, the Scarlet King's sword of Damocles may fall at any time, and he also wants to make a last effort.

"...Zhou Fang, how long can your sword last?"

Anyone who observes the swords of these two kings of Damocles at close range will find that, compared with the nearly intact blue sword, the red sword can really be described as dilapidated, and it looks almost It seems like it will break at any time.

"Who knows?" Zhou Fangman said indifferently.

Reji Munakata felt a burst of anger rising instantly, this person has such abilities.

Everyone wanted him to live, whether it was one more day or one more hour, but he was the only one who didn't think so.

The conversation that took place during the battle when they first met two years ago seems to be still in front of my eyes.

—Whether it's your sword or mine, I won't let it fall.

--oh?Is it my sword too?

——Relax, Zhou Fangzun, I will kill you before you drop your sword.

The words were obviously threatening, but Munakata never thought that they would actually become a threat to him.

Because no matter what, Qing Wang Zongxiang Lisi will not let Chi Wang Zhou Fangzun drop his sword. If that day really comes, he will kill him before his sword falls.

Zhou Fang deeply understood this point, and took it as his last resort.

That's right, what does it matter if killing the Colorless King causes Weitzman's deviation value to rise again?What does it matter if the sword is dropped?Anyway, with him, Reisi Munakata will clean up the mess, and the Scarlet King can die vigorously and without any scruples.

When he said these words, he didn't hope that his words would become a prophecy.

And knowing the opponent's plan, but having to follow the opponent's pace, watching the opponent's end helplessly, this feeling makes Munakata especially hate it.

Even so, he wouldn't take it back.

"You two, you ignore us too much—Mr. Akai, I promised Anna that I will take you back safely?" The third person interrupted, making the two realize that this is not a battlefield where they are the only ones. .

"Hmph...do you want to stop me too?"

Zhou Fang snorted, and finally turned his gaze to the side, where Toya was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the floating ten beams, and on the other side was the silver-haired boy——when he caught his eyes, Izanashe gave a slap Ji Ling immediately sat upright and smiled flatteringly.

"Of course." The young man gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

"—But first, I have to get that guy back."

Ishitani Toya's figure instantly disappeared in place, and in an instant, he reappeared on a branch in the woods tens of meters away, clasping a girl in the uniform of Weizhong Academy with both hands.

"Kikuri!?" Izanasha couldn't help calling out the other party's name.