Wider and wider...... It's getting bigger and bigger, and there's a lot more water than before.

And the lives it carries and provides for are also increasing.

I kept walking, and the wild birds and hares followed my chirping.

Chase the wind down and walk along the riverbank, right next to the river.

Strange flowers that have never been seen before are blooming happily.

Out of the woods, out of the shadows.

What appeared in front of me, connected to the river, was an endless ocean.

Seagulls flap their wings and fish swarm and scatter. The sea and the sky.

The sea that I have never seen before is somehow very nostalgic.

The waves crash and the sea breeze caresses.

Give blessings to this young man who has never met before.

Stand on the edge of a cliff.

I found that the river was still flowing.

The water has not decreased, and as you walk, before you know it, it will become more and more.

When I came back to my senses, the accumulated things could no longer be held in the palm of my hand and hugged into my arms.

Instead, they're big enough to contain me.

It has become an indispensable part of the world that provides the power to live for thousands of living beings.

Life will find its own way out.

As long as you don't stop, you're bound to arrive.

You say, right?

It's a narrow river with clear water, and it's still flowing quietly.

....................................

"Shibukawa, let's live. ”

Tears poured out like a dam bursting its banks.

His skills were recognized, endowed, and proved his worth, and Shibukawa, who was also alone, burst into tears and knelt down in front of Ichishin.

"It's me...... Lost !!"

Lose the heart and take it orally.

It's good to know, it's good to know that you're losing.

Shame and courage, so that people can grow and be stronger.

A narrow river can grow into a huge wave.

If you die, there is nothing, hold on, don't give up, you are still alive, and there is 'next time'.

Looking at Shibukawa's expression of renewed hope, he remembered the past and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

He turned to leave......

"You came to this conference alone, and you wanted to prove yourself, and your courage is admirable. I won't forget your bow. ”

Shibukawa, kneeling on the edge of the cliff, wiped his tears.

"The Sword Sect defeated me all with just one person, I ...... The loss is convincing. ”

"But...... Why do you say this? Isn't Your Excellency also alone, and is alone in a fair fight with me?"

Yixin stopped and paused. He shook his head again.

He's not the same as Shibukawa.

The 'past' he was carrying, and the 'things' he wanted to cut were not the same as those of Shibukawa.

I couldn't see his expression, and the moonlight only shone on his back.

Ahead, it's still dark.

"Swords are not the same as bows, they don't use numbers to gain an advantage, and there is no next chance. ”

............

"If you miss a sword, there will be no next time. ”

"In the next person...... That's enough. ”

The pronunciation of swords and arrows is the same.

But the difference between the two is so great..................

If you miss, you can reshoot.

If you don't hit, you will surely die.

Yixin only has one chance, and that opportunity, he has already missed............

"I'll spare your life this time, hone your skills, remember, only this once, there is no next time!"

Looking at the back of Yixin, Shibukawa firmly recorded these words in his heart.

Every arrow is a life, he has remembered!

"Swordsman, I owe you my life. You...... What's your name?"

"Under ......"

Looking back, a glimpse of the sharp gaze seemed to cut off the moonlight.

"Kitamura Isshin!"

Leave your name and go away.

Right now, the game is still going on and he can't afford to stop.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and with my current physical condition, if I continue to stay here, I will definitely freeze to death............

Dragging his limping legs, he gradually walked down the mountain road with all his heart.

At first, there will be some traces of blood, but by the time you get halfway up the mountain, the wound will probably have solidified.

Fortunately, no tendons were injured..................

It's getting colder and colder, and as I walk, I feel like my consciousness is getting a little blurry.

Before his eyes, a huge house appeared.

This is...... Mirage?

No!

The wooden house looked inhabited, and the windows inside gave off a little fire and heat.

Ichishin hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to take a break from here.

After all, I am also a contestant representing Sword Street, so if I just treat the wound, I think everyone will be more or less accommodating.

At first, he politely knocked on the door, only to find it unlocked.

After looking around, the heart of straightening his bangs and clothes came uninvited.

"Excuse me, anyone?"

A shout.

............ No response.

But the fire was still on, and the wooden floor was a little reflective and shiny.

After looking at the condition of the stove, he found that there was not much firewood in it.

Presumably, the stove is still on, which means that the owner of the house has gone to collect firewood..................

At that time, it would be nice to pay another one.

Thinking like this, he sat down and began to prepare for the wound.

But just as he lifted the hem of his trousers, revealing a redder wound from the firelight............

Squeak ————

The door opened, and a chill poured in through it.

There was an incomparably fierce killing aura, and that aura ............

It's like a ghost!!!

A fierce spirit all over his body, he rushed into battle preparations.

With a click, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Oh, it's so rare, and there are guests visiting the humble house. ”

By the light of the furnace, he saw the man's appearance.

I saw that the man's beard was all white, and his clothes were very simple......

But the momentum just now ...... What exactly is it?

In the blink of an eye, the old man was holding a bundle of dead wood around his waist and a branch in his hand.

It wasn't until he saw the branch that he understood............

This person is by no means simple!!

That's right, he is..................

"Your posture and speed...... Don't worry, the old man's name is Ghost Liu, and he is not your enemy. ”

............ Watching the ghost willow casually throw the branches in his hand into the furnace.

Yixin also put away his vigilance.

From the starting posture just now, you can see your own style, this person is by no means simple......

"Thank you, I'm not going to stay too long, take care of the wound, recover my strength, and go. ”

Oh............

Oni Liu walked gently towards the stove and threw all the bundles of dead wood in his hand.

"You must be the second contestant in Sword Street, and you are qualified in terms of ability. ”

Then, the sharp white eyebrows turned. Look in the direction of the one heart.

“............ But. ”

"If you think that you can continue to win the competition by just one person, then I can only say...... You're so optimistic. ”

Optimism............ Is it?

Oni Liu never gave anyone any advice, he no longer held a sword, and he didn't teach swords anymore.

It's just that............ The genre used by Yixin still has some friendship with him.

Yixin smiled after hearing this, rolled up his trouser legs, and was expelling the bruises.

“...... Haha, it's not that I don't understand, it's just ...... I have nothing but a sword, so I want to burn all I have in the way of the sword. ”

Crackling, the dead wood in the furnace burned violently, emitting a lot of light and heat.

After listening to Yixin's words, Oni Liu's eyes widened a little, and he took a closer look at Yixin's appearance.

I thought that I had just seen a complete sword-wielding monster a few days ago, and now, why is there another one?

So he asked with some earnestness: "Foot, is the teacher in good health?"

Yixin was a little overwhelmed by this sudden question, and he could only answer truthfully under the fence in front of him.

"Father...... Long gone. ”

Oni Ryu narrowed her eyes, trying to see Ichishin's face more closely.

"Son?"

Wrapped the wound tightly with a bandage, and shook his head as if he wanted to shake out any bad memories.

"No, it's Yoshiko ............ below"

The old man is no longer there, and the person who inherited the old man's school is actually a righteous son............

At a young age, he pushed the swordsmanship to such a level......

I watched as if I had worked hard to endure the pain and disinfect it and then began to care for the sword.

Oni Liu probably already knows what happened to Yin Liu.

You must be lonely, right?

The long road is long, and only this sword is accompanied, so the time to communicate with your body ...... When to talk to the sword......

Isn't that too much for you......

In order to get close to Qiang and understand how to use your body, you spend a lot of time in a world where no one harasses you but yourself......

In a world where only oneself and the sword remain............

A ...... alone Accumulated a lot of answers?

It's the first time I've seen it in so long.

This kind of person who was born purely for the sword......

For what?

Just to sharpen yourself like a sword............

Commensurate with his feet, Ghost Liu already has a little respect and affection for this guy who is three times younger than himself in his heart.

With one heart, he did something that some ghost willows couldn't do.

For what is the sword swinging?

What do you want to cut?

............ the sword of one heart?

Brushing his beard, Ghost Ryu looked at Yixin's wound again, and couldn't help but worry about his future.

If a young man of such strength dies young.

The so-called white-haired people sending black-haired people is the most regrettable.

So, he said, "Thank you for the wound." He stops you as you go to hell. ”

Yixin raised his head, the broken blade was no longer usable, but fortunately, he had another knife.

A knife, he alone, is enough.

"I won't stop, as long as I don't stop, even if I can't reach it, I'll slowly get closer to my goal!"

Ghost Liu sighed helplessly, this kind of fighting spirit is the stupidity unique to young talents.