"......", the right hand in front of the forehead moved slightly, but there was no other reaction.

"Mo, you're always very clear about your own affairs......"

"But how much do you know about yourself in the eyes of others?"

The answer, of course, is not understood.

After all, he can't really read minds, so how can he really see himself clearly in the eyes of others.

Or more precisely, even if he could 'read minds', he didn't want to, he wouldn't dare......

It's just because he really doesn't have that interest, and once again in the eyes of others, he sees his true 'ugliness'......

He was slow to answer, and she didn't seem ready to wait for his answer, but continued:

"Mo, I guess you don't know. Then I'll tell you about it. Tell me about 'you' in the eyes of another ......"

"Uh-huh......," she muttered, "where to start......

"Well, let's start from the day I first 'met' you......"

When did you first hear the name 'Usamimo'......

Well, it does happen from time to time. Adults in their own house will make fun of their children with 'funny things'.

And I also heard this name when I was teased once.

"Hehe, speaking of which, when I first heard about this, I was a little confused. 'Married' or something, for a child, it's just a strange new term......"

Mo's fingers moved slightly, "......"

"Well, isn't that a little unexpected? The time I 'met' you was much, much earlier than the time you 'met' me......"

Next, I don't know if it was accidental, or coincidental, or curious, at least the name 'Usamimo' still entered her ears.

Born with a sword bone, a sword son of destiny, a cultivation wizard, and a rising star of exorcists......

As time passed, the name began to gain fame. Even though she is deep in the boudoir most of the time, she can hear this name from time to time.

But compared with all kinds of so-called praise and praise, the 'child' at that time was more interested in the 'stories' that came with this name.

Killing evil gods, destroying demons, breaking into demon caves, the name and person in that story, what appeared in front of her eyes was unimaginable, another 'world'.

It's not a static mansion, it's not a static view, it's not a static face. Behind every story, every deed, all kinds of strange stories, behind the rumors, is an endless 'landscape' that is unimaginably gorgeous and varied.

As he said this, the voice above paused, and then chuckled a few times, "Hehe......"

Then he smiled: "Speaking of which, I didn't understand much at that time." But that kind of mood should be the so-called 'envy'. Is it 'looking up', 'fantasizing', 'longing'......"

The wind and snow, the blue grassland, the deep clouds and mist, the lofty mountains, the sea and the sky, the 'stories', the different 'worlds'......

There are endless 'worlds' that she can only imagine but never touch......

It's like looking up at the 'stars' in the night sky. If you could see the scenery with your own eyes, it would be so beautiful.

It's really fascinating......

"To be honest, Mo, I used to 'envy' you very much. Because you can go to so many different 'worlds' and see so many different 'landscapes'......"

"But, sure enough, ......"

"What I envy the most is your 'posture' that you can control your own destiny and cut through all difficulties and dangers......"

As is often the case in stories, no matter how dangerous the situation is, how powerful the enemy is, and how difficult it is to achieve what you want......

The person in the 'story' can always use his own hands and the slightly thin blade to break through all the difficulties and dangers......

"For me at that time, the 'person' in those stories was the embodiment of what I longed for......"

"No matter how dangerous the obstacles, no matter how suffering, no matter how 'enemies', he always used his own hands to personally break them one by one......"

That's what she can't do, that's the scenery she can't imagine, that's what she's been secretly longing for since she understood all the 'everything'......

"I can save all the 'heroes'!"

"That's probably something that only exists in stories......

She knew very well that it was only a fantasy after all, just the twinkling light of the stars, and she could not see it......

There is no such thing as a world that can save all people......

There will always be something that can't be solved; There will always be some difficulties that cannot be broken through, there will always be some realities that cannot be changed, and there will always be some 'people' who cannot be saved!

"It's just that what I didn't expect was that the person in the 'story' would actually appear in front of me one day......"

“……”

"When I see you, I feel a feeling."

"Ah, sure enough, the person in front of me is the person in the 'story'......"

The same sharpness, the same tenacity, the same clarity, like a sword blade, pure and straight. It's like everything, all kinds of troubles, can't stop him in the slightest......

"However, there are some differences......

Behind the sharp cold blade, there will also be a soft gaze; Behind that rock-solid look, there will also be distress and confusion; Behind that indomitable figure, there will also be untouchable pain and fear......

That person is not as pure as in the story. However, it is more real than the 'man' in the story......

"Now, Mo, you always say that you can't afford to be called a 'hero'......"

"But those stories, those deeds, those that you told me with your own mouth, those things that I witnessed with my own eyes, those people, those things, those things that you actually saved, do you also want to say that those are just false?"

"Maybe you can't do the best in the story, and you can't save everyone like the story. But at least, I believe, and saw it with my own eyes. ”

"Those people, those things, those things that are saved because of you ......"

"In my eyes, you are the real 'hero'......"

…… To be continued......