"No......", a deep voice sounded, and at this moment, even he didn't understand what kind of mood he was in denying here.

But he still denied: "That's not the case......"

He is not as beautiful as she says, and he is not as sincere as she says, and everything he does is essentially for his 'self'......

"You have slain countless demons that have plagued the world......"

"That's just a commission......"

It is only a 'necessary' work to obtain benefits and status,

"You saved one village after another that was plagued by ghosts, and the towns ......"

"It was just a coincidence, but for another purpose......"

That's just relying on one's own natural 'power', but a little favor can be used in exchange for one's own satisfaction and purpose......

"You have thwarted the conspiracy of the evil gods more than once......"

"It's just to satisfy your own selfish desires......"

He is just a poor and humble madman, trying to explore the nature and power of the evil god through contact with it, hoping that he can 'live' in the world for a longer time......

"You have cured the scourge of the sea demons and saved more than a thousand lives......"

"That's just going with the flow......"

It's just that the situation was like this at the time, so I just took advantage of the situation. After all, there is no need to make a big effort and take a lot of risks. Even if you don't do it in the end, you can say that you have done your best and can still maintain your image, why not......

"You also broke into the demon cave alone, killed the demon god who wanted to devour the world, and saved the people of the world......"

"Hehe, that's just knowing that I will never die, so I'm 'fearless'......"

It is precisely because he knows that that level of 'opponent' cannot cause him to die, so he dares to step into the trap of 'death' in the eyes of others......

She was telling, he was denying, but no matter how many times he denied, she kept writing, affirming, again and again......

……

There was once a saying that the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise.

Every transcendent person who walks out of his own path has his own understanding and interpretation of the world.

And the world in the eyes of every transcendent person will also have its own unique vision......

In the eyes of the Onmyoji, perhaps the origin of the world is covered by runes that explain the principles of the world one after another, and in the eyes of ghosts and ghosts, perhaps the world will be made up of grains of spirits......

And maybe it's because he's just a dim and void existence that he can see that kind of 'brilliance'......

It is the 'candlelight' that emanates from the spirit, from the soul, from every living being, even from the deepest and deepest essence:

The countless 'candlelight' that flickered in all things were bright, weak, gorgeous, or charming, and varied......

And these thousands of brilliance converge into a galaxy, into an ocean, and then into what he sees, the 'real world'.

……

What kind of brilliance is that?

Even though Mo still hadn't opened his eyes at this time, his 'sight' could still see that in front of his eyes, a dazzling 'brilliance' was exuding his own brilliance......

Warm and tough, beautiful and dazzling, not moved by emotion, not with the world......

He couldn't help but recall what he had been asked by another person before: Why are you so excited?

yes, why are you so persistent?

It's only been a few months since we met......

Obviously, they don't even have much conversation with each other, let alone any heart-to-heart conversation......

It's just the 'first time we met'......

Why are you so persistent?

“……”

Probably, it's because of this unique 'brilliance' in front of you......

Similar origins, similar fates, similar postures, similar situations......

In the same way, you can always feel your own 'death', and you can always feel the 'alienation' and 'malice' of this world......

No, the malice of the other party is even worse than that of oneself......

But compared to himself who only uses all kinds of excuses to escape from reality and pretend not to see his 'fate', behind Fang's gentle and watery appearance is a will and courage that is firmer than steel and a rock......

That's what I've always longed for, but I haven't had, the real 'power'!

It has nothing to do with the so-called strength, it has nothing to do with the so-called profundity, it can only be excavated from the spirit and from the depths of the will, and it is truly indestructible 'powerful'......

It's not that she can't feel the 'malice' of the world, it's not that she doesn't understand the 'beauty' of life, and it's not that she's simply self-righteous 'self-sacrifice'.

That is after understanding one's own 'fate', knowing that everything will happen, after torturing one's own spirit and soul, he gave his own 'answer'!

Just like when he ugly revealed all the 'reality' in front of her, she was as calm and firm as ever.

She really doesn't know that the 'sacrifice' she chooses can't be exchanged for the gratitude of others?

She really didn't know that the 'sacrifice' she had chosen, in fact, was just a speculative possibility, in fact, she might not really be able to make the 'Westward Demon' return to the Netherworld as she wished?

She really didn't know that those who really looked at her had never hoped that she would choose such a so-called 'sacrifice'?

No, how could that be!

It is precisely because she understands everything and knows everything that she still makes such a 'choice' in the end.

If the two of them are also facing a test paper called 'fate'.

Compared to himself, a shrunken ostrich who pretends not to see the existence of the test papers, the person in front of him, even if he understands all the results, still chooses to answer with a pen, is stronger than himself, dazzling more than a thousand, ten thousand times!

Compared with such a 'brilliance', his real 'ugliness' can only be described as self-ashamed......

……

She was still recounting, telling the scenes she saw, one by one, one by one, and finally:

"In my eyes, those things that are really reflected in my eyes, those peace, those tranquility, those smiles, are all real 'facts'!"

"Even if you're not as 'perfect' as the story......"

"Even if you have your own thoughts......"

"Even if you are not the 'human' who can save everyone......"

"But in my eyes, you are still really, undoubtedly, the ...... that saved me"

"Hero!"

I don't know when, the right hand of the ink pillow on the forehead has quietly changed position, the back of the hand covers the top of his eyes, clenched into a fist, as if he doesn't want his eyes to be exposed in front of the other party at this moment......

"Ah, is that ......", a hoarse, even a little inarticulate, barely squeezed out of his mouth.

"I see, that's the case......"

I'm really hopeless!

…… To be continued......