The strongest witch is a boy [Comprehensive]

In the Office of the Household Registration Division, although Shiina Kyo disappeared as if she had appeared suddenly ten years ago, the uninvited guest did not leave with him. Qing Wang said nothing.

Benxiang Wei has seen many mental patients from all walks of life in recent years, and has no psychological barriers to this kind of silent staring. The other party does not speak, and she does not speak. She taps the keyboard casually, and puts away those few resume projections. Just about to call Shibata Rito through the terminal, she hesitated, and she sent the message to Bailan Jesso.

(When will Mr. Bai Lan be free for me to visit?)

Ma Canghao watched Ben Xiangwei busy on his own, Lingshi listened for a while, and there was only a lot of scattered frustration and regret.

After a while, Ma Canghao suddenly laughed, as if mocking or self-deprecating.

"Hey, you are the childhood sweetheart 'Xiao Wei' that guy Jing talks about, right?"

Only then did Hongo Yui look up at Ma Cang, and smiled politely.

"Yes, I'm Yui Hongo. What's your name?"

"……it is good."

It is good that Ma Cang did not add the surname "Ma Cang". For him, as long as there is a name that can be used to address him, he does not want to continue to insist on the surname "Ma Cang" that has brought him unpleasantness in this life. .

"I'm Jingjun's friend."

Hongo Yui's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly.

"I know. I have seen you before—at Jingjun's funeral, you also came, but you just watched from a distance, and did not come to offer flowers. However, your strength is far stronger than everyone present, I can feel To that huge spiritual power."

Ma Canghao twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled inexplicably.

"Miss Wei didn't know what kind of world Jing Jun lived in until then?"

Hongo Wei asked calmly, "My good lord, are you provoking me?"

"Ah, no, please don't misunderstand." Ma Cang smiled and waved his hands, "I didn't intend to hurt Jingjun's friend. You are the person he tried his best to protect, and I will not let him down. I didn't go to offer flowers back then. ...Because there is no meaning at all. If there is no soul, who can those offerings and sacrificial rites be conveyed to? At that time, I was just worried that someone would take revenge on Jing Jun's relatives...I didn't expect his mother to simply They chose to die, and in the end their family's funeral was presided over by the eldest lady of the local family..."

Asakura's smile became colder and colder, his eyes did not look at Hongo Yui, but seemed to be looking at some other existences, revealing deep tiredness and disgust in the changing expression.

"It's ridiculous, isn't it? The person who sacrificed himself to save the world is said to be 'what he deserves'... The people he protects reward him for his efforts by discrediting his reputation and eliminating his existence, and with that The group of red people is also having a hard time, if it weren't for the protection of the King of Gold, those little guys might have been massacred to death by the vicious party that seeks fame and fortune by all means."

Hongo Yui frowned slightly, and after a while he said: "Your Majesty said... that souls don't exist... what does that mean?"

Ma Canghao let out a "huh", slightly surprised, and then suddenly realized.

"Oh... By the way, the power given to supernatural beings by the slate is different from the spiritual power, so you may not know about the soul... To put it simply, if Jingjun's body is only destroyed, but the soul is still there, I have There are many ways to bring him back to life, but...the sword of Damocles fell...the two people present were completely destroyed, and there was nothing left. There will be no reincarnation. In this world... there will be no more There will be 'Jing'."

Hongo Yui suddenly felt a pain in his eyes, and couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his eyes, he didn't know how long it took before he put his hand down, and looked at the boy who was habitually smiling.

"...Thank you for telling me. In this way, I will have no worries. If everything disappears after falling the sword... that's fine. Jing-kun said ten years ago that you are a god?"

Asakura nodded with a funny smile.

"Yes, it can also be regarded as a god."

Hongo Yui thought for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, walked out from behind the table, walked to the position two steps in front of Asakura Hao, looked into his eyes and asked seriously: "If you are a god, can I ask you Make a wish?"

Asakura was slightly taken aback.

He had already heard Yui Hongo's wish.

The chaotic thoughts merged into one, and only the idea of ​​"let Jing survive" became extremely clear.

"...to make a wish to the gods... there is a price to pay."

"I will pay any price." Yui Hongo felt extremely relieved when he got this answer, and said with a smile, "This body, life, soul...everything I have, I can pay. My life...is originally I picked it up. I was rescued by Jingjun twice, but I couldn't help him once. This world... has no other way, but at least I hope...the Jingjun ten years ago...can have a different future. I don't want 'me' to go through the same pain of powerlessness."

Ma Canghao pondered for a moment, looked directly at Hongo Wei's blue eyes, and directly conveyed another question to her heart.

What if the price is not paid by you, but by the world?

Hongo Yui first encountered such a miraculous "voice automatically ringing in his heart", blinked in surprise, and then began to think about the meaning of the sentence itself.

After a while, she replied, "I don't understand what you mean."

Ma Canghao lowered his eyes indifferently, and whispered to himself: "What will happen is 'future', what has happened is 'history', and what is destined to happen is 'fate'... If Jingjun becomes Dilongqi An envoy is an arrangement of fate, so he has only two possible 'futures', one is to follow the mission assigned to him by fate and destroy human beings, and the other is..."

"...The second is to give up the mission, choose death, and protect human beings."

After Hongo Yui answered these words, his heart was clear.

"I understand. However, even if you do something in this era, it is impossible to change the 'history'."

Ma Cang remained silent.

Hongo Yui suddenly understood the other party's hint.

History can be changed—!

However, if you want Jing to survive, it also means...human beings may be wiped out by the Earth Dragon Seven Royal Envoys.

Such a price is indeed not something anyone can pay—because it is paid by the "all human beings" who make up the "world".

She thought that her sudden change from an ordinary middle school student to a king was enough to subvert her. At that time, the King of Gold suddenly appeared in front of her and told her that she could choose to abdicate or continue. She chose to continue without hesitation. , she was able to encounter even more amazing multiple-choice questions in her lifetime.

"However, I'm not that qualified to make that choice."

Asakura watched Yui Hongo give a serious answer after struggling, and couldn't help laughing.

"...Sorry, I thought of Jing for a while. Near Zhu Zhechi...I always feel that if it was Jing, he might give the same answer. However, this is not a question of 'qualification', but whether you still think about it Willingness to 'change'. If you answer 'yes', I will tell you a road with little hope. Even if you try your best, you may not be able to get any results. Now... answer me, 'Hongo Yui', Do you still want to save 'Kyo Shiina'?"

One person and all mankind are placed at the two ends of the balance, how to choose?

If Yui Hongo knew this multiple-choice question a year ago, she might have to think hard for more than 300 days and nights. Now that the matter came suddenly, there was no time for her to hesitate. She could not make more trade-offs, but she could see it more clearly. own heart.As the "god" who looked like a teenager said, for her, it was not a question of qualifications, but a question of whether she still wanted to save Beijing.

Hongo Yui laughed in relief.

"……Yes."

She knelt down before the gods, just like she knelt down before the statue of the Qinglong beast in the past.

"I want to save Kyung. My lord, please show me the way. No matter what, I will go to a place where I can reach hope."

Ma Canghao was a little surprised, looking at the person in front of her, she suddenly remembered the stubborn look she had when presiding over the funeral ten years ago with the grief of losing her best friend.Ten years passed in a blink of an eye, and he occasionally looked at those friends in Beijing who were still alive, watching those people either enjoying the happy time without knowing it, or moving forward with pain.

Surprisingly, the one who finally took over the responsibility of Jing to take care of the group of red ghosts was not a person who was originally in the spiritual energy world, but Hongo Yui who gained extraordinary power after Jing's death. Even at a young age, Jing shouldered the heavy responsibility of the King of Blue, met and coordinated with the King of Gold, recruited the clansmen, moved out of Tokyo with the remaining Red Clan, and took care of him within his capacity in the name of supervision.

The only one in Hongo has been living seriously, and is working hard to protect ordinary people as if he inherited Kyo's last wish.

Jing's friends...the people he wanted to protect...after all, he didn't live up to his efforts.

Ma Canghao raised his hand to make a tactic, a barrier enveloped the office, completely isolating it from the outside world.

Time stops here.

"Yui Hongo, listen up... Destiny is a web full of weaving threads. It weaves a 'road' for the 'world'. Even if you cut one or two threads, you will still return to the original plan after a few twists and turns. The "world" is a huge tree, the root system is buried in the invisible place, what we can see is the trunk, and those sticking out branches are the development that deviates from the original predetermined path, that is' Parallel world'. Some branches will grow, and some branches will soon wither on their own... Even if there is some kind of existence that can go retrograde in time, most of the things that have been done will only become nutrients for the world tree. If Some branched branches are enough to affect the main trunk of the world tree, and there will be the existence of repair trees to cut off those branches that are not planned. If the "world" we are in now is a "branch", If you want to change the way other 'branches' grow, the worst result will be two branches withered together. If this 'world' is the 'trunk'..."

Asakura frowned deeply troubled.

He saw the astrolabe of Star Watcher in the starry sky, and at the same time understood that what he had done in the past was futile.

Those who can see fate cannot change fate, this is an iron rule.

The person who can break the star trail with his own hands...is not him.

The more Ma Canghao talked, the more he could feel the oppression of the "world" on him, because he revealed too much to an existence that was not a god.

The gods are thread weavers, watchers, and repairers of the world tree, except that they are not the ones who create a new path in the established destiny.He once almost had the opportunity to smash the star trail, but because of a mistake, he went the wrong way.