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Chapter 28: The figure of Shengqing(1/2)

Chapter 28: The figure of the Shengqing

There is no such thing as great justice, and there is no choice between slight and important choice.

This is a fool's story.

Born in an era of war and a time when heroes emerge, war is common, persecution, destruction, and displaced life.

It is also an era of the rise of youth.

Fight for ideals and swing swords for protection. The person who initially wanted to protect had left the cruel world, but the rest of himself did not turn into a revenge evil ghost.

Just for the figure that will never be seen again, I want to create a world where everyone can be happy.

In that case, even in another world, she can smile and be happy, right?

So, in the red of destruction, the boy packed his clothes and embarked on a new journey.

Alone, voluntarily carrying desires and expectations, and moving towards the empty wilderness.

Hunting, dancing swords, walking through one village after another, what was the boy looking for at that time? Why did he walk persistently in the wilderness, refuse countless solicitations, endure countless loneliness, and constantly search?

I don’t know what he thought at that time, even he himself could hardly recall it.

But he still walked.

Adhere to your own beliefs and persevere, and that no one is not important, and nothing is more important. The place you see is where your faith is, and that your own justice is pursued, and that your own travel alone.

Then, I don’t know when it started, the boy has become an unimaginable strong man.

The breeze that once whispered in my ears turned into a powerful guard. The giant sword that once made it difficult for me to adapt is no longer a burden. I waved the giant sword with one hand and held the image of a knight with the other hand. I don’t know when it started, but it has gradually spread among countries.

However, he was still walking.

More than one king sincerely handed over the olive branch, and more than one lord used temptations.

However, all were rejected.

The boy at that time was clearly waiting for whom.

Until, finally, that day came.

There, the boy met what he had been looking for

When? I can't remember it, but the light and shadow of that day were still well imprinted in the boy's mind. Even if the world changes, even if I am no longer the same as myself, it is still clearly visible.

The wind was not strong that day, but it was singing, obeying the laughter and invitation of the elves, and came there himself.

At the end of the turquoise waves, we came there.

At the end of the endless green sea, it suddenly became clear.

There, there was an old man and a young girl.

Between the two is a sword inserted in the rock -

The luxurious ones are unbearable to look at them. The enamel and luxurious metal decorate the blade. The light reflects it, but it is majestic but sharp.

"Are you going to pull it up?"

I couldn't help asking and looked at the girl. The boy at that time could not suppress the sadness.

The grief that comes from nowhere is like witnessing what happened later, and the sadness that is hard to avoid.

When I looked at the sword, I understood inexplicably.

That is the real King's Sword.

I knew for no reason that it was a sword that only the king could draw.

""

Looking at the boy speechlessly, the girl's expression was more surprised than doubt.

‘Who are you? Why are you here?’

Her expression clearly asked like this.

And the boy is difficult to answer.

Why? It's really hard to say.

However, after hesitating for a moment, the girl still raised her head and gave a reply.

"Yes, I'm going to pull out this sword"

The awesome temperament reminds people of the lion.

It's obviously just a girl

So, he looked at the figure wearing a hood and sitting upright on the rock not far away.

he

"Artolia Yo"

He called out the girl's name, but before he called out that name, the boy knew that he had already known the name.

A sudden feeling arose.

turn out to be

"Before pulling out this sword, it's better to think about it."

is that so?

"Pull out this sword, you will no longer be a human being, you will lose everything about being a human being, you will be destined to be lonely, even so, is there no problem?"

That's a matter of course

The man's eyes couldn't see, but no one seemed to see it, the doomed ending.

"That's certainly"

However, the girl made up her mind.

The girl's answer seemed to not knowing the importance of the words, but that was impossible.

In my eyes, there is the tenderness I have seen before.

When I was young, I longed for protection but failed to protect it. The figure that dissipated in the wind with the flames was so similar.

"I saw many people smiling and I thought, that's definitely not wrong."

She placed her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Inexplicably, the boy stepped up and stretched out his hand as if he was dissuading.

"No"

"?"

The girl turned her head in confusion and looked at the wandering boy.

"It's better not to say no, the person who smiles may not be you?"

"No, it's okay"

"Will be injured"

"No, it's okay"

"Can"

"I said, it's okay"

Standing sternly, the girl's hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

“If this country can be saved, it doesn’t matter what I do.”

Sincerely, to exist for the sake of saving, the girl firmly believes in the meaning of her existence.

No fear, gentle but strong as iron, the moment I hold the sword, my final enlightenment is ready.

What you give up and what you gain will be extremely clear from the beginning.

It made the boy shed tears.

Too cruel

Why does this have to be done?

Why is the world unwilling to be gentle to everyone?

Kindness is often suppressed by cruelty, evil is rampant, and the blood and tears paid by gentle people come to a sad end.

Why does this have to be done?

This is the case in the past, and this is the present and the future. Should we do this too?

Confused, but wiping away the tears, the boy had something he had to do.

"So, please at least let me follow you. If you have to choose such a path, at least let me protect your tenderness."

The boy with tears in his tears knelt on the ground and lowered his head.
To be continued...
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