Let the oncoming family of three, ignoring the other party's surprised and probing eyes, according to the number plate came to their cabin, pushed open the door, a damp smell came to the face, here is the lowest level of the cabin, the worst environment, and the lowest price, can not spend money indiscriminately, the price difference between the third class and the second class is thirty copper coins, enough for two orphans to eat a full meal.

Blood Shadow, Blood Shadow, this is her code name, and now it has almost completely replaced her name, the word Shadow is to say her sword skills, and the elders who tested her all said that this shadow word is very appropriate, the blood word speaks for itself, with blood and death, she is a deadly killer.

The name must be hard to hear from a woman, but she doesn't care, because there are only five people who know and use this code name, and she doesn't plan to introduce this ugly code name to others, as for her real name, it must have been hidden in the old dossier, no one knows it except herself.

The third-class cabin was very dirty, a small room, it would be very crowded if three people stood side by side, the only thing to be happy about was the single cabin, the navy bed that had been laid down was covered with a thin quilt that had been washed and discolored, crumpled, and with a strange smell, she stepped forward quietly, stretched out her hand to flatten the quilt, her hand slender but steady, over and over again, until the folds were completely smoothed, and then she sat on it and lit the oil lamp on the wall.

The light illuminated the small cabin, reflecting her countenance, her red hair combed into a high ponytail, hanging proudly, her eyes indifferent and calm, and her countenance delicate and beautiful. However, a scar remained on the left cheek, like a rough scratch on a perfect gemstone, and one could not help but sigh. She sat upright, her posture straight, like a sword, and even the strictest etiquette teacher could not find the slightest flaw, in fact, a very young girl stretched out her right hand, touched it inch by inch under the navy bed, and finally took out a small note.

Through the light of a bean lamp. The woman opens the sealed letter.

"New mission, protect Nina Tesla."

The letter contains the address and a detailed description of the characteristics. Ordinary people must be confused when they come to find people according to the description on the letter, but for professionals, as long as they remember the description on the letter. The goal of the mission, even if it is mixed with the vast sea of people. It will also be as conspicuous as the sun and can be seen at a glance.

But the Blood Shadow slowly frowned.

She's a killer who only kills, but doesn't know how to protect people.

Take orders, kill people, get paid, spend all the money, and take orders again...... That's all she's been living in recent years. It sounded pitiful and ridiculous, but she was willing. For the reason for which she wielded the sword was neither money, nor fame, nor for the selfish desires of some person, but a more noble reason, which was not brainwashing, but the judgment made by her heart after experiencing many, many things - in order to achieve that noble purpose, not only a fearless brave man was needed, but also an executioner without blood and tears, and she was willing to be the one who wielded the sword, and let her hands be stained with blood.

Not long ago, she killed a big man who looked very noble, looking at his clothes, looking at his bearing, he should be a nobleman of high status, he gritted his teeth and said two words before he died, "Temple", full of despair and anger, she could sense the other party's deep unwillingness and grief, but this had nothing to do with her, the inquisitor said that the person who betrayed the temple was no different from the walking dead, although she didn't know how this big man betrayed the temple, but she knew, The other party would often catch some innocent girls and them to death, which was enough to make her swing the sword without delay.

But sometimes when she buys food with the reward for completing tasks, and uses it to satisfy her stomach, she often feels a burst of nausea, as if the bread is not soaked in vegetable soup, but the blood of the dead, and at that time she will have the illusion that she kills people only to fill her stomach, just like the tiger wolf in the mountains, eating people only to satisfy her stomach, she is actually no different from these animals.

But when she buys most of her money into medicine and food and gives it to people who are hungry and cold, and looks at the surprise and gratitude in their eyes, this disgusting feeling will disappear, and then she will feel that she is different from the tiger wolf who chooses people to devour, and she still knows compassion and kindness, although the teacher said that this is only small kindness and false compassion.

The teacher said that a person's strength is limited, even if he does all the good deeds in his life, how many people can he save? The indifferent world is still indifferent, the desperate fate is still desperate, even if you try your best, you can't help everyone, out of sight, the world is so big, there are still countless people in need of help, and the decay of the human heart, the injustice of the world, the covetousness of foreigners, the hidden worry of internal friction, how can it be that the road is not parallel to save people can be changed? True kindness, true compassion, is not to escape, not to wait, but to face difficulties, do everything you can, but also to change this depraved world, for this indispensable abandonment, sacrifice, decision, strategy, and even at the expense of some people's lives in exchange for the opportunity of more people, even if the pain and guilt will torment their souls for life...... The mentor said very reasonably, there are countless people like herself in this land, everyone is giving up, sacrificing, and suffering for the same goal, but she always feels that whether it is a great good that changes the world or a small good that helps others, the two can go hand in hand, not to mention that helping others can make her feel at ease.

It's hypocritical...... A self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly felt tired.

Collecting her feelings, she continued to ponder this very strange order, why do you need killers to protect others? Is it a shortage of manpower? No, there is no doubt that the temple will always have an endless supply of chess pieces, and wise elders can hardly make mistakes, let alone this self-evident fallacy.

Unless, she, the killer, is indeed the most suitable person for the task of "protecting the target".

Other words......

She slowly showed a cold smile, and her eyes, which had just appeared a little warm, quickly turned cold.

The so-called protection is to kill all the strangers with bad intentions who approach her.

The blood shadow slowly closed her eyes, the light of the oil lamp dangling on her cheeks. Swaying.

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At the same time, Sigma, who had been chatting all kinds of things on the ship, returned to his old business and found a lute from the spatial ring. Ding Ding Dong bounced, and the importance of a bard was self-evident during the long voyage, and soon another group of chattering onlookers gathered, and with the accompaniment of the sound of the piano like flowing water, more and more male listeners shone green in their eyes in Sigma's narration.

Jili next to her seemed to have noticed the subtle aura of Sigma's tumbling body early. Knowing about the fang, she had the foresight to move away from Sigma and keep her distance from Sigma. It means that the old lady doesn't know him.

The necromancer was telling nothing else, but a wet tale between a hundred and five women and three men in the midst of eight hundred miles of water. But the prostitutes, the crowd seemed to be very happy. Seeing Sigma with a lotus tongue, the hearts of the male listeners were swaying, and they longed to become one of the three men in the Niangshan Shui Bo, doing something like this, and soon formed a readership, and began to quarrel over the roles they wanted to become.

"Who do I want to be? Hehe, of course, it's the husband of Kane-Dahe, the fifty-eighth ranked 'cute tiger in the palm', and the fifty-ninth ranked Kratos who makes two knives! ”

"I think the 100st Sea Tiger is better. Hey, hey, you think. Not only does he have a wife who can fight, but he also has a sister-in-law who can fight, two younger sisters who can fight, and a singer relative......"

The elation of the discussion here is nothing more than to laugh at the three male leaders for not knowing anything, and they are not at all tempted by the mountains of good resources, if it were me, hehehehehe, hearing the audience discuss this and that, Jili rolled her eyes, and moved away from the smiling Sigma, this guy is simply spreading spiritual pollutants......

Not only did the men laugh all over their faces, but the little children who came to the lively scene opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears, for fear of listening to one less word, and their little hearts were extremely agitated, as if the door to a new world was slowly opening.

Sigma rambled, then said, "Would you like to tell you another story?" A tearing story of a group of girls divided into three forces who love and kill each other? I'll just ask you if you want to hear it? ”

"Oh oh oh!" The men's eyes lit up, and they raised their fists and roared, "Tell me! ”

Female listeners first heard the story with the girls as the protagonists, and felt a little novel, and then they felt more and more that something was wrong, some of them had children, and when they looked down, their little children actually grew up with mouths, and their saliva was dripping, where did they dare to let their children listen to it again? They all blushed, took a low sip, carried the child's ears, pinched the husband's waist, and were about to leave, the necromancer looked at it, this is not good, if it goes on like this, it will be lost!

So the necromancer's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said in a loud voice: "Let's change it!" In a big castle and a big family, a wayward girl who has been spoiled since she was a child, with a large group of male brothers, relatives and friends and many blue-faced confidants! ”

Hearing this, the female audience stopped, and the men's eyes widened instantly.

"Oh oh oh The men are actually on fire! It's even more burning than before!

But under the surging public opinion, a timid voice sounded: "Uncle, why are all the protagonists women?" ”

Sigma looked down and saw that it was a bear child who didn't know where he came from, he also had a picture album in his hand, look at the cover, it should be a knight hero story for children, the necromancer looked at the crowd first, no one showed a nervous and attentive look, the parents of this bear child should not be here, well, that's good, hehehe......

Sigma squatted down, showed a kind smile, touched the little boy's head, and said softly: "Child, when you grow up, you will understand that a cute girl wielding a huge weapon is more suitable to be the protagonist than a muscular brotherly warrior!" ”

The bear child tilted his head: "Why? ”

"Good question!" As if on a pilgrimage, the necromancer raised his fist vigorously, with a solemn expression, he looked around at the quiet crowd, took a deep breath, as if telling the truth of the universe, and shouted in a deep voice, "Because of cuteness! ”

"Oh oh oh The voice received a tsunami-like response.

The inexplicable frenzied atmosphere, the echoing roar, shook the child's heart, and he stared blankly at Sigma, as if the door of a new world was slowly opening to him. The necromancer seemed to be very interested in raping other people's three views, and once again solemnly preached to the child: "I tell you, whenever. Nianghua is always talked about! This is the contrast moe! Do you know the contrast! Wield a huge weapon, take down powerful enemies, and wear revealing clothes! Feminine femininity! The power of power! Unyielding Strong! ”

"Yes...... But ......" The bear child looked at the heroic story album in his hand, and on the cover, a big man with a scar on his face was wearing heavy armor and carrying a giant hammer on his shoulder, showing a hearty smile. Children aspire to be such powerful heroes, with a lot of strength to be able to take down a big villain. Now suddenly an inexplicable person said to him that such a hero is boring, and a petite girl wielding a huge weapon is the king, which makes him a little unacceptable.

Well. Add a handful of heat and you're pretty much it.

The necromancer reached out and took the album. The movements are skillful and fast, the bear child has no way to react at all, this is probably the absolute suppression of the rank, as the king of the bear child, Sigma can sweep a bear child.

The king of bear children quickly flipped through this album, and it was really a cliché, a bloody heroic story, the kind that could guess the ending by reading three words. He smiled disdainfully and said with a smile: "This is also a heroic story? Bub. Let me tell you a heroic story, the protagonist of the story is a genius maiden swordsman, she has a red ponytail, a cross wound on her face, her name is Sword Heart, Sword Heart. ”

As Sigma tells it, a novel story begins.

A long, long time ago, there was a little girl, she was kind, innocent, beautiful, sensitive, she was abducted by traffickers when she was a child, and encountered robbers on the way to be transported by human traffickers, a powerful swordsman fell from the sky and killed all the bad people one by one, and she was kind She couldn't bear the violent corpses of those dead in the wilderness, and spent a whole day to bury those bad people one by one with a weak body, and it was precisely because of this kindness that she was impressed by the powerful swordsman who went and returned, and took her as a disciple to teach swordsmanship.

The teacher thought her name was too ordinary and weak, so he changed her name, Kenshin, probably hoping that she would have an upright and strong heart like a sword. Kenshin grew up day by day, her posture and skills grew day by day, the only thing that did not change was her still crystal clear kind heart, finally, she completed her studies and practice, said goodbye to her teacher, and embarked on a long journey, even though she has a strong power, her heart has not changed, she already has a strong power, she wants to use this power to help others.

But her country has fallen into the flames of war, the two forces are fighting for the power of the country, they are all pigs and dogs who are blinded by power and **, their fight is based on the suffering of countless people as a footnote, in this troubled world, no matter how many people she rescues, how many villains she kills, she can't change the chaotic world.

So, after countless struggles and hesitations, she made up her mind to join one of them, she did not give up her ideals and beliefs, but chose a more decisive way, she wanted to dedicate herself to this war, in order to end it as soon as possible, so that the rule of stability would come, and people would be free from the suffering of war, so that they could live happily, even if it was at the cost of staining her hands with blood, even if it was at the cost of making herself a murderous demon.

She began to kill, killing more and more people, no matter good or evil, just about orders, there is no good or evil in war, the blade is the enemy, assassination, rushing, fighting, whether it is a frontal battlefield, or a cold street, she feels that she is slowly sinking into the darkness, swallowed up by people's blood, the name Kenshin shines in the sun, but has to succumb to the boundless darkness, and later, the kind heart is gradually numb in the fight again and again, and the originally bright eyes have become as silent as ashes, She even gradually forgot her ideals, and almost sank into the boundless killing**, maybe it won't be long before this once kind girl will become an insensitive killer and die under the enemy's blade.

She was miserable, dazed, hesitant, and perhaps only the first conviction supported her weak body, and the reason why she wielded her sword was not for the desire for power or for the enjoyment of killing, but for the weakest of the land, for whom she had always fought.

Sigma's soft, soft voice slowly tells the story of this somewhat sad hero, a hero is sometimes not an invincible warrior with an unbeatable smile on his face, and perhaps whether a person is a hero or not depends not only on what he has done for others, but also on what she has sacrificed for others.

The bear child in front of Sigma was deeply shocked.

He did see the light from the new world.

Well, brainwashing, probably succeeded.

Sigma had a slight smile in her eyes.

This story originates from a certain comic book in a previous life, and as for why the protagonist became a girl, only God knows.

Militarist pornography, gambling and drug gadgets, mother-in-law, fight very tightly.

If you're not happy, let Kenshin of Scarlet Village come over and cut me!

Sigma is proud, compared to the predecessors of the traverser who like to use the story works of his previous life to earn some extra money and brush up some prestige, his psychology is more distorted, and he tends to show it to others after the secondary processing is marked with a strong undisciplined imprint, and now it seems that the effect is good.

Everyone seems to be drawn to this kind of story.

It seems that I have never read this kind of heroic story that will carry all the sorrows alone.

There is even an involuntary worry in their eyes, worried about the protagonist's next fate, whether he will finally be unable to bear the deeper and deeper sins and die helplessly, or will he be redeemed by others in the darkest and desperate moment?

It seems to get to the point.

During an assassination attempt, he was struck on the cheek by an assassination target who missed his lover and stood up again and again and swung his sword in vain, leaving a scar on his face.

Perhaps it was that time that made her realize anew that the person she had killed was alive, alive, and that if he died, there would be relatives who would cry for him, and if he died, he would disappear and disappear from everyone's presence......

At this moment, Sigma suddenly heard an exclamation, "Kenshin!" ”

The fascinated crowd was attracted by this exclamation, and they all turned their heads, and then one after another exclamations rang out, and for some reason, naturally, the crowd automatically parted ways.

Then, Sigma made eye contact with someone in the crowd.

The necromancer held his breath for a moment.

As he said, a long red ponytail.

As he said, there was a scar on his face.

As he said, there is a weak and petite body.

As he had said, there were a pair of eyes that were gradually entangled in silence, but there was still a little pleading.

It's exactly like the story.

Sigma gasped, perhaps because of his weak heart and a little shaky legs.

- Mother! The Time and Space Administration has sent a bitter master to deal with the infringement issue! (To be continued!)

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