"Ye has not had parents to take care of him since he was a child, so I wanted to help him make more friends, but three years later, I am the only one who can really be regarded as a friend with him. I want to protect him, and it's so pitiful to let him die here. Sirina couldn't help but feel a pang of sourness when she thought back to the past, when it was his words that brought her out of the shadow of Ayakawa's departure, and no longer resented her.

"Ye is just wanting to have more reliable friends, so he now has Takashi, Vera, Shinomiya, Chigusa and Sakurama. By the way, Sakuruma doesn't see the night party like I just said, and those who don't know him will be surprised, because he doesn't look like the guy he used to be extremely low. ”

Sakurama patiently listened to Sirina's memories, it was true that she didn't know anything about Mu Fengye's past, but she was sure that even Serina couldn't thoroughly understand the story that really belonged to Mu Fengye, because everyone's memories were unique.

"Sakurama, Sirina, what are you two doing here? ”

"Serina is telling me a story about you, as an equivalent substitution last time, you shouldn't object, right?" Sakuruma felt a little weak, after all, the strength of the fourth house just now only restored a small half of her physical strength, and the side effects of the luna arrow were very large, and then she couldn't do anything, so she could only go back to the tent and stay.

Mu Fengye remembered the story she told him when she first learned about Sakura's physique, and the narrator was Sirina, and he didn't care about what came out of her mouth, because the first second he met her, the former Mu Fengye was already dead.

"Night, do you have something to do with us?"

"Sinomiya seems to have said something about the black scepter just now, Sakuruma must know what that is, right?" Mu Fengye's complexion looked very good, not at all like a person who had just crawled back from the brink of death, his brain was now back on track, and only then did he remember what happened before.

"That should be her obsidian, but don't tell her today, only the obsidian of the fourth house among us has not yet awakened, and this must not be known to others. Sakuruma glanced in the direction of the Heavenly Tree, Takagi was still not there today, and he should not have noticed what was happening here, so it was best not to let him have more information.

After two hours, all the students had unloaded their fatigue and gone to sleep, and the area around the tree was safe, and there was no need to worry about any nuclear-level creatures, because the traps they had set were enough for the monsters to enjoy.

"Sakurama, are you still awake? There's something I want to ask you. "I came to Sirina and Sakura's tent by the light of the fire, but there was no movement in it, and Sakurama was tired all day, and I was afraid that I didn't have the energy to be vigilant while sleeping.

Just as Mu Fengye was about to go back, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and Sirina, who was sleeping outside, didn't notice it, Sakura quietly stepped over her and grabbed the corner of Mu Fengye's clothes.

"Oh? I thought you were asleep. ”

"Shhhhhhhhhhh Sakuruma made a silent gesture and pulled Mu Fengye to a slightly quieter place, where they often came to the riverside with a wide view, and it was also the only place near the Heavenly Tree where they could bathe in the moonlight.

"Sakurama. Mu Fengye stopped by the river and looked down at his reflection in the water.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Didn't I die once......

Sakuruma didn't speak, as if acquiescing.

"It was Shinomiya who told me, and she said that when she saw me, I had no heartbeat. It's true that I don't have a lot of memories today, I don't remember anything after falling off that cliff, and when I woke up, I only saw Serina fighting a group of nuclear-class creatures. ”

"So you already know you've died once, what else are you going to ask?" Sakuruma sighed, if she could have known that Mu Fengye behind the door was Yucuris earlier, she would have been able to turn back and destroy the Sun Level, no, she shouldn't have been in such a hurry to go to the other side of the door in the first place, it would be a scar in her heart that she would never be able to erase, there was nothing more painful than watching him die slowly.

"How am I resurrected?"

"It's also the fourth house, I guessed wrong before, she is the inheritor of the godhead, and only those who inherit the divine power have the power to reorganize the soul of the dead. ”

"Is it the Fourth Palace?!" Mu Fengye was shocked, originally he had already thought that he and Rozte were the inheritors of the godhead, but things were never that simple, and when he was denied being the inheritor, Rozt's identity had also been determined, which meant that the inheritor was someone else.

"Remember when you picked up the hair ornament of the four palaces in the forest a year ago?"

Mu Fengye's head immediately printed a string of white pearls, and Sigong has always worn it, never leaving an inch.

"Today, when the godhead ability awakened, that thing also glowed, and the divine power needed a suitable container to be stored, and now the remaining divine power was left in that string of hair accessories, so I didn't plan to tell her the identity of the fourth house, and it was better to train her to use obsidian if she tried to control the divine power. Tomorrow morning, Chigusa should still follow Chie, and after everyone leaves, we will take Shinomiya to train, and we must let her summon that black scepter, which has the ability to repair physical strength and trauma, and with that power, human obsidian may be able to last for a longer time. ”

"But can the fourth palace work? She hasn't used obsidian until now, right?" Mu Fengye still remembered that when he used obsidian for the first time, the feeling of exhaustion from his heart seemed to draw out his soul.

"It's because she hasn't used them that she has to be aware of using them. ”

"That kind of realization...... Wouldn't it be too heavy for her?"

"Only this heavy consciousness can make her a qualified user, Mu Feng, you don't want the fourth palace to die, right? Let her learn to use obsidian is the best way to protect her. ”

Mu Fengye nodded thoughtfully, he was more worried about the identity of the inheritor of the Four Palaces Godhead than Obsidian, once this identity was revealed, she would be killed, and the students would be crazy to get the qualification to return to the present world from her, and they would have to guard this secret no matter what.

The next day, perhaps because he slept too late, he slept until eight o'clock, which was a rare lazy sleep in another world, and he slept for two days in a row.

"Hoo ......"

Waiting for the moment to turn over, there was a stream of air from the back of his neck, which was neither hot nor cold, but intermittent.

Stiffening his neck and turning around, a strand of silver hair suddenly slid off his shoulder, Mu Fengye was silent for two seconds, and then swallowed saliva and quickly withdrew outside, almost breaking the branch supporting the tent!

"Huh, is it already morning?" Sakuruma inside opened her eyes in a daze, it was rare to see her like today, I didn't expect her to sleep too, but the biggest question was why she was in her tent!

Sakurama ...... You...... Why are you here?" Mu Fengye had no memory of what happened after he fell asleep, and he didn't know when Sakuruma ran to him.

"I wasn't hurt today, did I? A few days ago, even when I slept at night, someone was angry on you, do you think I wouldn't know?" Sakurama had been paying attention to the wounds on Mu Fengye's body, and he tried his best to cover it up as much as he could, and it wasn't until yesterday when he carried him back to the Heavenly Tree that he felt that he had an old bloody aura on his body.

"Hah~" Sakuruma yawned greedily, there was still a trace of tiredness on her face, but fortunately, today's training content was not heavy.

Under the Heavenly Tree, only Shinomiya was preparing food for noon, Takagi and the three didn't come back all night, everyone else went to training, and Chigusa was indeed with Chie today, but she wasn't looked at with disgust like she was here.

"Sinomiya, are you free today?" Mu Fengye walked towards Sinomiya who was preparing food, she raised her head and looked at herself, thought for a few seconds, and nodded, "Can you go training with us?" Sakurama will tell you the specific situation on the way. ”

"Huh?" Sinomiya was slightly startled and blinked, "But if these foods are not saved quickly, they will spoil by noon." ”

"I'll help you. "Mu Fengye doesn't want to waste time here, she must return here before noon, and she can't be discovered by others The signs that the fourth palace has left, her obsidian is like Takagi, only by hiding deeply will she not be discovered, and when it comes to the most important time, she will show her skills.

"Classmate Mu Feng, why did you bring me today? I don't have an obsidian weapon yet, so I can't help you. ”

"It's okay, just do it the Sakurama way. ”

Twenty minutes later, the three of them arrived at the usual training site, which was more secluded than the other training sites, and due to the presence of a dense bush, it was almost impossible to see if there was anyone on the opposite side.

"Sakuruma-san, are you saying that last night's black scepter was my obsidian?" Shinomiya sighed in disbelief as she listened to Sakuruma's explanation on the way, she never thought she could have such a weapon.

"Shinomiya, do you remember the feeling of summoning obsidian at that time? ”

Sinomiya didn't have any extra questions, and agreed easily: "Oh, okay, I'll try it as much as I can." ”

For about two minutes, Sigong has been in a state of holding her breath, she doesn't seem to be able to find the feeling at that time, when she sees Mu Fengye who has died, there is only one thing left in her head, she thinks that Mu Fengye is the most important one among everyone, and she usually treats herself like a sister. So she wanted to do something about his death, even if it was a trivial prayer, as long as the heart could be passed on to him.

"Is it the power of prayer?"