[Comprehensive + Sword Dance] Warm Wind Story

When death comes, silence follows.

If he was given a chance, he would rather save the children than take revenge with everyone.

But it's too late to say anything.

The children died because of him, and he also walked into death... Although there are still some uneasy things, but thinking that he pushed Dazai at least at the last moment, he can close his eyes with peace of mind.

"Mr. Oda, you can't die yet."

Some familiar voices.

His dull thoughts froze for a long time before he remembered who the owner of this voice was and what it looked like.

——It's her.

The girl who always likes to follow Dazai.

Did she follow Dazai this time to such a dangerous place?

Subconsciously wanted to speak, but the weight of his body did not allow him to make such a move, which made him pause, and finally belatedly remembered what he should have died.

Because of this, he gave up his intention to talk.

She seemed to know what he was thinking, so she didn't need his answer and continued to speak on her own.

"Mr. Oda," conveying her thoughts to him with a more mature voice than in memory, "Although there are some irreversible things——but, don't you still want to leave Hong Kong and Heilongjiang and become a novelist?"

"If you die, you can't do anything."

What she said really made him feel a little sorry.

He might know how to continue writing that unfinished novel, but he couldn't continue writing it.

"Besides... Oda-san, Dazai-san still needs you."

Dazai?

He remembered the conversation he had with Gide before the battle.

"You once regretted not helping the lonely Dazai-san."

"Then now, are you going to give up the opportunity to give him a hand and let Mr. Dazai fall into loneliness again?" When she said this, her tone was a little disappointed, but it was full of bewitching colors, which made him subconsciously think To deny this answer.

"...It's not enough just to push you into the light, Oda-san."

Osamu Dazai, standing in the sun, still did not embrace the light.Although he never gave up holding the sunshine, he also let it pour from his fingertips.

"Only you are the only friend recognized by your husband. It is the 'opportunity' to change him and also his light."

When he was still alive, Dazai seldom said explicit words, and even once, he felt that Dazai was wary of him.Until he was about to die, until he saw Dazai's eyes when he knew he couldn't save him, he didn't know this "child", the uneasiness hidden in his heart.

"For Dazai-san, and for yourself... Oda-san, do you want to live?"

——If it is possible, he also wants to live.

He who didn't protect the children well, at least, couldn't make Dazai show such a vulnerable expression anymore.

"...It's kind of you to think so."

He noticed that she was silent for a while, and then he continued to speak solemnly.

"Then, the 'Oath' is established."

"You're not going to die, I promise."

He didn't know why she could say such words with such certainty, he wanted to ask her something, but in the end he fell into darkness completely.

When he woke up again, he was already in a strange place.

This stay is four years.

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Sensing a certain gaze, Qinghe wakes up from the "fantasy" of the bookshelf.

Holding one position for a long time made her movement of raising her hand a little stiff, but the discomfort soon dissipated.

She looked at the gaze that was looking at her, and it was easy to see that it was the rabbit driver who had never spoken all the way, facing her with the car door on the other side open, with a hesitant look of not knowing whether to wake her up.

It may be that she gave them the impression that she was tough and difficult to get along with. The rabbit driver just stood blankly at the door of the car, not daring to wake her up.

Qinghe didn't say anything quickly, she first glanced out the car window and saw the magnificent building.

It is their destination, the Pillar Tower.

The rabbit driver who had been threatened by Qinghe did not dare to wake her up easily even when she arrived at her destination.Even the other rabbits had lined up neatly, and no one accused the rabbit driver of his indifferent behavior.

——But how much water does this fear and respect contain?

While thinking about this, Qinghe moved his joints for a while, and then got out of the car under the silent gaze of the rabbits.

"Miss, this way please."

When Qinghe walked into the Yuzhu Pagoda, the rabbit with obviously higher status greeted him.He saluted without being humble, and then took the posture of leading the way, walking beside Qinghe.

He was neither far nor close, and kept a step ahead of her in a steady pace.

"The King of Gold asked you to lead the way?"

This is an obvious question, but Qinghe has no curiosity about everything in the Yuzhu Pagoda. After all, she has already visited the most core stone slab.

"Yes, miss. The emperor has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Is it."

Qinghe didn't respond to these words, but after all, she had some things to discuss with the King of Gold, so she shouldn't be too aggressive now, leaving an irreparably bad impression.

Soon, Qinghe was brought to the reception room.

It is not much different from the appearance of the meeting room of an ordinary company, but Qinghe is clear that all the equipment here is composed of sophisticated technology that is difficult to obtain in ordinary places.

They formed the most stringent protection network, protecting the safety of the entire Yuzhu Tower, including the information obtained through various channels.

An old man sat at the meeting table, full of majesty.

Qinghe knew that he was the one who controlled most of Japan, the king of gold.

As soon as she was seated at the other party's signal, the rabbit's subordinates brought tea and put it in front of them, then bowed respectfully to the King of Gold, and finally retreated to the door.

"I heard that in Academy Island, Feishiyuan had some unpleasant things with you?" After Qinghe sat down, the King of Gold spoke first, "This is rude, I hope you don't mind."

"It's nothing, it's just some innocuous little friction." Qinghe shook his head slightly, knowing that he didn't really want to talk about it, "Mr. Guochanglu, if you have anything to say, you may as well just tell me...what is today's meeting, your heart and my heart I know it well."

Although Qinghe made it clear, Chang Lu Dajue didn't just talk about the business like this.

"Just don't worry about it."

However, he didn't dwell on this topic for too long. After saying this, he signaled the rabbit in the house to leave with his eyes, and then he straightened his face.

"This is the first time we have officially met, the new colorless king."

"Yes. It's the first time we met, and I've heard you famous for a long time." After Qinghe responded with a normal expression, he didn't forget to add, "Mr. Guochanglu can just call me Matsumoto."

This time, it really got to the point.

"This time I called Ms. Matsumoto to come here, firstly, to sign the treaty between the seven kings."

"I have heard about it." Qing He nodded slightly, "Commonly known as the '[-] Agreement', it is an agreement between kings on responsibilities, territories and other norms...isn't that right?"

"Miss Matsumoto knows it very well." Guochang Lu Dajue's expression was not serious, but he had an aura of calm and prestige, "In order to reasonably plan the rights and obligations of the king, I think... we must first understand Matsumoto. The characteristics of Miss as the Colorless King?"

"Compared to my characteristics, what Mr. Guochanglu wants to know more is how I repaired the broken sword of the Red King?"

He didn't deny this, but followed her words and asked, "Miss Matsumoto has healing properties?"

"It's totally wrong." Qinghe didn't mean to hide it. After all, she wanted to use this news to make a deal with the King of Gold. "My royal power characteristic is an 'oath'...Mr. Guochanglu can understand it as , my ability is 'Equivalent Exchange'."

"...What price did the Red King pay?"

Hearing her characteristics, Guochang Lu Dajue paused obviously, and his tone became more serious unconsciously.

"No, it's his clan that pays." Qinghe's lips curled up slightly, "The price is the 'possibility of becoming king' and 'own ability'."

One is an intangible concept, and the other is a practical ability that can be paid by "outsiders".

Such an answer is enough to give enough information for the King of Gold to know how "practical" and "rare" this ability is. At the same time, he would not have thought that she, who has such an ability, must not lose control.

"Mr. Guochanglu must be thinking...with this characteristic, I am more dangerous than the Red King."

"Miss Matsumoto was joking," Guochang Lu Dajue smiled silently, showing a kind expression, "If ability means danger, then all capable people and kings should be called dangerous."

——That’s why there is the dual supervision of Feishiyuan and Scepter4.

Qinghe naturally understands the truth hidden in his words.

"Where does Ms. Matsumoto want to use as her own territory?" When Guochang Lu Dajue spoke again, he naturally returned to the previous topic.

The information brought by the ability made Qinghe's eyes flash. She did not reveal her abilities other than the royal power characteristics, so the opponent's defense method was not successful.

"Before confirming this matter..." She sat opposite him, imitating the movements that Chief Sen often made.She rested her elbows on the table and folded her hands to cover the slightly raised corners of her lips.

"...how about Mr. Guochanglu also make a deal with me?"

"Oh?"

"Mr. Guochanglu is very troubled recently, 'his ability is gradually unable to suppress the rampage of the slate'... this matter." Seeing the instant change in his expression, Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued, "Especially the previous part Time, the slate almost escaped your control... although it was suppressed later."

"……what do you want?"

He didn't ask how she knew, but what deal she was going to do.

Such a question made Qinghe lament in his heart that he is worthy of being the "strongest king", no matter his ability or mind, he is stronger than ordinary people.

"I can help you solve this problem, using my royal power characteristics."

Thinking of the "future" she had already arranged, Qinghe put forward her own conditions.

"The price I charge is very simple. I want the Time Court to help me save a person... and for four years, no one will know that he is still alive."

"That's all."

The author has something to say:

The price charged by the hostess may seem light to others, but it is heavy to her, so the conditions are equal.

The state of Oda Tsukuru is about to die in the next second, but the heroine made the oath, and before the oath is established or fails, the content related to the oath will stop from time to time (this is also the reason why Zun's sword fell halfway and stopped).After the oath was established, Odasaku kept the time-stop state until the coffin was revealed because the oath took effect (no).

There is no price equivalent to "saving life". It stands to reason that the durability of the heroine's sword will also be reduced, but no.Because the power of the book of this world was consumed instead of her.

Then the dialogue between the heroine and the King of Gold here corresponds to what was written in the follow-up of the previous volume, that is, the King of Gold has an agreement with the heroine (but he doesn’t know the identity of the heroine’s pure blood, nor does she know that she is Hong Kong black quasi-cadres, but combined with the background of Oda, he guessed the identity of the latter. In order to prevent Wang Yiquan from seeking personal gain, he designed to let the blood clan join Yokohama, but unfortunately he did not expect the heroine to become the leader of the blood clan).

The content of the agreement was that the King of Gold would help her dig out Odasaku from the cemetery on time and protect him for four years, and prevent his news from being known to any forces other than them. Help him suppress/hide the slate that is going berserk, so that it can't be misused by prying people.