It was a dream of a battle that made the mind stiffen.

That world was already on the verge of death. The malice of the Dominator covers the land, and the weak have no ability to resist, only to let the other suck their own flesh.

Everywhere there is only despair.

The blood-drenched land resembles purgatory, and unlike the scene of the Battle of the Sword Fence, most of the dead here are poor people with ragged faces and thin muscles.

They have been suffering from cruel exploitation, and finally got a glimmer of hope. That is a word of love and redemption.

It was a beautiful word that would keep them from succumbing to hunger, poverty, and despair. However, the Dominators want to take this from them. That's not exploitation anymore, it's simply murder.

So, they stood up. They are more afraid of being robbed of their right to live than they are of dying in battle.

Amakusa was also in the middle of it, and no one knew if it was an accident or an arrangement from the will of the gods. It's just that I don't know when it started, and the boy was already leading them.

- There is no defeat or victory.

Because they are the losers the moment they stand up, but they are also the winners. They really didn't have fists to swing, they only had the strength to stand up. However, the act of standing up is the most necessary act in itself. Stand up for what you believe in – that's the most critical and necessary action. Sacrifice is also only a minimal sacrifice. Even if a few people, including myself, become victims, the world can wake up from the experience.

It was supposed to be like this.

Even gods sometimes show malice from good intentions. The miraculous power that God endowed the teenagers gave them with the possibility of victory that they might not have otherwise.

But, after all, miracles are very rare things that happen. That is an accidental phenomenon that even if all the elements of heaven, earth and man are ready, they still have to entrust everything to luck.

The boy seized the victory, and everyone was fanatical about it. The boy who won a battle that would otherwise be impossible to win was hailed as a miracle child and became a widely admired idol. The boy couldn't help but fall into distress about people's pure thoughts, which bordered on stupidity.

He should never have won, he didn't deserve to win. It's just to save the life in front of me and be blinded, and I don't think about the big picture.

Although as the saying goes, a rat with no way to escape will bite a cat. However, after biting, most of them will be killed by angry cats, and this is the truth of the world.

It's naïve.

The severed heads of old people, the men who were cut off like laboratory animals, the babies who were stabbed to death with spears, the girls who were ravaged by desire and thrown away when they were done. It was a place that could be called hell. The tens of thousands of lives that were concentrated in this place, and the people who took these lives were not enemies, but themselves, and the boy developed such a conviction. Obviously so, the boy still did not give in.

The boy accepted the result with an iron will. He silently looked at the picture in front of him that was gradually dying. He didn't show the slightest expression of giving up or sadness, and even the sharp pain of having his arms cut off was overcome.

[I failed, I can admit this. 】

[I will die, I admit this. 】

[Their deaths are all their own responsibility, I can also admit this!! 】

It ended in obscurity, and this alone cannot be admitted. Wasted so many lives without any gain [I would never admit such a fact!! 】

So, God. Please give me another chance! Next time I will definitely not lose sight of the big picture, I will remove all obstacles, enemies and hardships in the road. Next time, I will definitely get all the "goodness" in the world. A world where all people are happy, all people have goodness, and all people are perfect. I will surely create a true world that drives away all evil. 】

I had such a dream that paralyzed my mind and prayed for happiness.

Amakusa wakes up from her sleepy dreams. It's not so much sleeping, but just waking up that nostalgic hazy memory. Originally, I was just going to doze off a little, but I didn't expect to sleep deeply.

"Are you awake, Master? Rider and Archer are back. The empress said softly, and she seemed to have let Amakusa sleep on her lap all the time. This really doesn't look like the behavior of the empress, the dignified empress is actually taking care of others.

Even though Amakusa is the empress's master, it's too incredible.

"Hmm. Why do I sleep on your lap? Amakusa didn't have such a memory before she fell asleep. He remembered sleeping on a bench, but there should have been no one around.

"Just because I'm an Assassin...... bar. After saying that, the empress let out a pleasant laugh. Faced with this smile that had fascinated countless men before his death, Amakusa only responded with a confused expression.

"What if someone sees it?" I said so, but Amakusa's heart must be dark. The feeling is as exciting as cheating.

"Nothing, no one saw it at all. Hmm, it's rare for people to want to do something in line with their servant status on a whim, do you have any dissatisfaction? ”

The woman's expression immediately changed to a tantrum tantrum.

"That's embarrassing. Thank you, though. Amakusa smiled wryly and sat up. The Assassin nodded contentedly and said, "That's good." ”

What a heartwarming scene.

However, after waking up, Amakusa always had a sense of loss, as if she had lost something.

Maybe it's because Otfei was slaughtered by Xiao Mo.

[Forget it. Amakusa didn't think much about it anymore, and continued to sprinkle dog food with the empress every day.