Chapter 275: I Think It's a Big Misunderstanding......
Time returned to the original moment, and the blood shadow opened its eyes.
She heard the noise outside the cabin, and walked in a hurry, and someone rushed out, listening to their conversation, as if there were bards on deck telling stories, and they were going to see the excitement and listen to the stories, which was normal, after all, although they were shy in their pockets, no one wanted to stay in the third class with dull air and poor conditions if it was not necessary.
She snorted faintly, a heroic story? The weak who are powerless to change the status quo will always pin their hearts on ethereal legends.
This still has nothing to do with her, in fact, the very young killer closed his eyes again, calming down some chaotic emotions, every time she kills, her mind will involuntarily stir up and down, the more intense this feeling is, it seems that every time she kills someone, the heavier and heavier sins will give her heart a more severe scrutiny and test, making her unable to breathe.
Eventually, she opened her eyes helplessly, her dull mood could not be dissolved, and she thought about her childhood again.
Raised by the Temple, the stern but loving teachers taught them the techniques of fighting, and the principles of being a human being, although she is now a killer, it does not mean that she has received a bloodless and tearless brainwashing education since she was a child, on the contrary, she was once trained for wasting food, once punished for hurting her companions with a little heavy blow during sparring, and generations of Temple disciples, their initial education is the great qualities that human beings dream and idealize, kindness, bravery, compassion, humility, and integrity...... They had grown up to be upright, good, and powerful under the teachings of elders and mentors, to whom the Temple had never been indebted. did not deliberately mislead them, what really stained the once clear and pure white soul was this land that was decaying day by day.
Deep inside everyone's heart. There was once a hero's dream, human beings are a species yearning for light, the desire to eliminate darkness is stored in the instinct of the race, and the strong with strong force will regard it as a creed that must be adhered to, but there are so many injustices in the world. Even if she spent her whole life, she would not be able to sweep away one in ten thousand, many temple disciples like her. After countless setbacks and despairs, they repented, realized that there was a limit to manpower, and realized the root of the problem. I realized that simply hoeing the strong and helping the weak cannot change the status quo. As a result, everyone has a more ambitious ideal, they want to fundamentally sweep away the injustice of the world and fundamentally change this desperate status quo.
Even if it comes at the cost of staining your hands with blood and burdening yourself with a heavy sin that you will never be able to pay.
"It's ...... The path that must be chosen, for the sake of a better world, someone must stand up and bear the sins that others do not want to bear......" She repeated in her heart a belief that had been repeated a thousand times, but a lie repeated a thousand times is the truth. And the truth repeats itself a thousand times, perhaps...... It will also numb the hesitation of the once unwavering heart.
She suddenly panicked. A little irritable, she didn't know what the problem was, her cold silence was a little shaken, and the ghost sent the gods, and she remembered the words outside the cabin again: there was a bard on the deck telling heroic stories.
Heroic Stories...... She had also heard that when she was traveling around Big 6, a melancholy bard told a legend that fascinated her by a beautiful city and a magnificent fountain.
She had hoped that years or decades from now, there would be a bard sitting by the pool, playing the shamisen, telling stories about her, and now it seemed that this had become a ridiculous luxury.
Because the dream of the past has passed away with the wind, she has gone deep into the boundless darkness, she has changed from a swordsman who yearns for the light to a killer who haunts the darkness, an executioner whose hands are stained with blood, how can her story appear under the light, accompanied by a beautiful tune, become a legend that children yearn for?
But she still couldn't stop herself, as if her mind had given some kind of guidance, and she left the cabin, passed through the damp and dark corridors, stepped up the long staircase, turned the corner, and rubbed shoulders with a man without a word, with an indifferent expression, flicking her flaming red ponytail and flicking her high, and walking in the direction of the light.
Stepping out of the cabin, the magnificent blue sky and fresh wind blew in her face, the light was a little dazzling, she looked around, there were many people gathered on the wide deck, and there was a light and pleasant sound in the center of the crowd, although the deck was large, although there were many people, but there was not much sound, even the first mate and the sailor did not drive away the crowd, everyone was listening to a story, the world was so big, it seemed that there was only the sound of the tinkling of the piano, the gurgling of water, the slight sound of the wind, and the gentle voice of the bard.
Blood Shadow is actually not very tall, she stood on tiptoe, wanting to see the appearance of the bard, but she could only see the cascading shoulders and heads, the crowd was bustling, but with her strength and strength, it was effortless to squeeze to the front, but everything pays attention to the first come, first come, first come, since she is in the back, she should not grab the position of the person in front, the girl killer thought about it, what stupid thing was she doing? I couldn't help laughing at myself and wanted to turn away.
But the bard's words drifted into her ears, and her body stiffened, and her feet seemed to have nails under her feet, and she could not move a single step.
This is the story of a young swordsman named "Kenshin".
She has a very kind heart and even dead robbers and traffickers are buried.
She is working hard to hone her sword skills, not for herself, but for the sake of protecting others, hoping that one day, her power will be able to help others and help them live a peaceful and beautiful life.
However, one day, she shows that her strength is limited, even if the sharp sword kills how many villains, there are more villains who occupy their original positions, and the chaotic world is the source of a qiē sadness, so she made an important decision, in order to end this troubled world, participated in the war, she wants to dedicate her own strength to this war, but not for power, not for **, but to end this war as soon as possible, so that peace comes, and a stable return.
But she seems to have gradually lost herself in the constant killing, and her once ethereal and clear heart was gradually contaminated with blood. She once swore that she would not hesitate to bear the sins for the weak, but she gradually fell into the vortex of terror. Gradually, her ideals became ethereal, her beliefs became ethereal, every time she swung her sword, her silent eyes were empty and cold, and her fiery soul was silently weeping, and she had gradually become numb. Gradually turned into the walking dead, not so much fighting for the new era as begging for death.
Waiting for her. Is it a tragic but resting death in battle, or the redemption of a little light in the darkness?
The audience held their breath and fell silent, blown away by the story. Worry about the main character.
In silence. No one knew the turbulence in Blood Shadow's heart, her expression was still indifferent, but her heart roared like a drum, her first thought was that this was a trap, the other party was deliberately disturbing her mind, causing her to fall into the net, but quickly. This idea was rejected, and there are only five people in this world who know that the person "Blood Shadow" exists. And the person who has seen her changing mind, who has understood her entire life so far, her dreams, her pain, her helplessness, her choices, her sacrifices, and her one qiē, is the only one besides herself.
Don't...... Is it just a coincidence?
What a miraculous coincidence, it's like a miracle.
It's obviously a story made up from the mouth of a bard, but it's like a mirror, reflecting the truest self, the blood shadow of yourself.
In the mirror, she saw herself completely.
It's as if the protagonist of the story told by the bard is not "Kenshin", but she, the blood shadow herself.
She once longed for the light, but succumbed to the darkness that she had to do, she thought that she would go down this road with a clear conscience, but she didn't know that people's hearts would eventually be exhausted, a lofty but ethereal ideal could not support the full weight of this dark road, too much killing had already stained the clear heart with white frost, perhaps, she seemed to have lost herself.
The already chaotic mind became more irritable, no matter whether this story was a coincidence or deliberate, she couldn't stay here, she wanted to turn around and leave, but for some reason, her body suddenly didn't obey, she didn't want to leave, she wanted to stay here, continue to listen to this story, she wanted to know, what was the ending of "Kenshin", whether she could live to see the realization of her ideals, and when her ideals were realized, what could she do with her hands stained with blood, and what would her future be like.
It's ridiculous.
Knowing that it is a fabricated story, knowing that it is not his own story, but wishful thinking pins his own expectations.
Weak enough to find his own truth in the ethereal story.
However, at this moment, she heard someone next to her exclaim: "Kenshin!" ”
This abrupt shout attracted the attention of many people, and then, one after another, the exclamations sounded one after another, people's eyes were filled with surprise and hesitation, and then some eyes gradually turned into the color of respect and worship, this look made the blood shadow very strange, she only gained the despair, hatred and gratitude of others, respect and worship and the like, and she was too far away.
"Are you Kenshin? Are you Kenshin? A bold bear child reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes, and asked timidly and expectantly, she looked at the child's innocent gaze, and felt overwhelmed for a moment.
More and more people are showing the blood shadow, her appearance, her temperament, her characteristics, her eyes, and the protagonist in the story are so similar, onlookers will not know the life of the temple and the blood shadow, and it is impossible to know that there is a manga work called Rogue Kenshin in another world, they took a look at the lifelike live-action version of "Kenshin", and thought about the warm narration of the "Bard" just now, and took Kenshin's story as a real story as a matter of course. And felt that these two guys not only knew each other, but there must be a problem, well, a big problem.
So they naturally get out of the way, so that the storyteller and the person in the story can see each other as they are, and prepare to witness a big show with the onlooker spirit of human nature.
So the necromancer and the maiden swordsman looked at each other.
The Blood Shadow saw the man at the end of the crowd half-sitting on the railing, holding the lute.
For some reason, her heart pounded heavily, and a strange and indescribable taste floated in her heart.
- It was later learned that it was a passage that Sigma had left on Cambra because she had killed the Marquis, and the undead breath that had subtly flowed into her body sensed the master's gaze and produced a wonderful fluctuation.
However, the Blood Shadow did not know about this qiē.
She only knows that if one knows the whole of your life. Your nature, your sacrifice, your determination. Your pain, your helplessness, then this person should probably be the person who knows you in the world, the closest confidant.
And if he doesn't know himself, it's just because he wrote a story in which the protagonist is simply a replica and portrayal of his own life. What a joke of fate is this wonderful coincidence that cannot be described in words.
Without similar perceptions and experiences, it is impossible to create such a character so distinctly. I can't write such a story clearly, because it's so real, it's like a person's whole life.
She suddenly wanted to get to know the man.
Listen to him finish the rest of the story, and listen to him give Kenshin an ending.
Whether it's good. It's still bad. Whether it's a well-deserved death, or an ethereal and beautiful glimmer of happiness.
I also want to ask him why he made up such a story, and if he experienced the same thing.
All of a sudden, there seemed to be many, many things to ask, many, many things to say, and even all the inquiries she had made in the past few years, but the blood shadow was speechless for a while. I want to speak, but I don't know where to start.
She's been a long, long time. There is no such deep communication with a stranger.
-- The onlookers looked at the girl's complicated expression of wanting to speak and stopped, and let out an "oh" in understanding.
-- The onlookers turned their attention back to Sigma on this side.
The necromancer maintained an extremely shocked posture the moment he saw the blood shadow.
No matter how much this group of natives wanted to break their heads, they couldn't figure out what the necromancer was thinking at the moment.
As soon as he turned Kenshin into a mother, he sprang out a mother-in-law version of Kenshin and looked at him expressionlessly.
There's nothing more terrifying than this.
The Time and Space Administration sent the bitter master to settle the score.
Sigma was shocked by the weakness of his heart, and if this was true, there was no telling how many people were waiting in line to kill him......
The two forces are fighting, and they almost want to go first.
Wrong.
Can't escape, can't escape, can't escape, can't escape......
Oh no, it should be that you can't coax......
After a short period of shock, although he was still immersed in the heart of "the bitter lord came to settle the account", but Sigma had come back to his senses, and the soul of the bear child shone again, you must know that this fang has been a child, and I don't know how much he has done because of his lack of virtue, and the bitter lord has come to the door to ask about this kind of thing, and he has long been used to it, I saw him take a deep breath, and he has completely hidden the shock and a little weakness, rolled his eyes, his expression was indifferent and innocent, and said indifferently: "What is the matter with you?" ”
-- The crowd of onlookers saw Sigma's pretended indifferent gesture, and let out an understanding "oh-" again.
The imagination of the masses of the people is endless, you must know that art comes from life, combined with the silent posture of "Kenshin", and the pretended indifferent face of "Bard", the plot that likes to be deduced is quickly deduced.
Childhood sweetheart's youthful love, once promised and love, but the girl for the sake of great strength and the will to protect, farewell to her lover, step into the bloody road, into the darkness to seek salvation for innocent people, the boy looked at the lover who was gradually entangled in sin, both painful and proud of her, even if the relationship has been severed, but he still can't let go of her, he is willing to continue to wait for her.
He didn't want his lover to burn this life in obscurity, he wanted more people to know her story and legend, so he became a bard, wandering in the big 6, using his singing and piano to silently tell the story of a strong girl, her choice, her kindness, her determination, her sacrifice, and the girl didn't know about this qiē, she was burdened with pain, missed her lover, and used this as a motivation to continue to fight and struggle...... They thought they would never see each other again, but in this same boat, while the bard was still affectionately repeating the story that had been told a thousand times, he heard an exclamation from the crowd, and in an instant, time passed, and the boy and the girl, who should never have met again, looked at each other.
It doesn't matter how many times I've missed it, and how long I've waited.
The important thing is that after countless prayers and perseverance, God the Father heard their voices, and a miracle finally happened.
It's such a good story, a good story that touches, touches, and brings tears to your eyes.
People nodded to each other, with tears in their eyes, thinking that this ferry ticket was really worth it.
――As for where there is turmoil in the Big 6, where "Kenshin" fought, and why I haven't heard the story before, and what about the paladin companion who seems to be very close to the "bard", don't care about these subtleties, a little exaggerated, it's a processing of artistic techniques, don't listen to the story if you're not happy.
Sigma looked at the "Nianghua Sword Heart" without saying a word, and then looked at the onlookers who were tearful for some reason, not only the women were crying, but the men's eyes were a little red, and they felt very inexplicable.
…… I said, "Did you misunderstand something?"
Thinking of this, I heard a man shouting, "Come quickly!" Big man, do you still want to let women take the initiative! ”
――What did you do in the past? Eat her a kobold dragon flash!
"Don't make a mess! Other people's affairs, what to mix with! Suddenly there was a loud shout in the distance, and everyone looked back, and it turned out to be the first mate on the ship, this five big and three thick men stood on the mast, wiped his face with his sleeve, kicked a laughing sailor next to him into the river, and shouted at the top of his voice, "It's all gone!" Scattered! What other stories do you want to hear? ”
Maybe he was frightened by his fierce appearance, or maybe he realized that he seemed to make personal space for this pair of "lovers", everyone hesitated for a moment, and the beautiful emotions in their hearts finally overwhelmed the lively **, and they were about to end in a hurry, at this time, the first mate whistled, threw a money bag over, fell in front of the two, and made a crisp sound: "Don't get me wrong, brother, just for your story!" When you get to Bonis, get off the boat, go to the Mermaid Hotel to book a good room, and catch up with your mother-in-law, man, what's wrong with saying a few soft words? Anyway, in the end, we won't lose! ”
He winked his eyebrows, and the meaning of his words was obvious, and the onlookers laughed lewdly, and threw more or less coins, and the audience suddenly woke up and gave their money, and soon all kinds of coins were piled up into a small mountain.
The one who was brainwashed by Sigma...... cough, the bear child who taught the way of motherhood casually threw the hero picture book to another snotty little kid, and said proudly, "Boy, I gave it to you." ”
Then he came to Sigma's side, his expression was no longer the previous timidity, he took Sigma's hand, shook it slightly, and said with a smile: "Uncle, thank you, and I wish you happiness." ”
With that, he walked away with a smile, and Sigma turned his hand without a word, and a shiny gold coin glowed softly golden in the sun's rays.
-- I suddenly felt that my brain was a little insufficient.
Men, women, and children all dispersed noisily with a ** smile of "I can only help you get here".
Only a couple of "lovers" were left staring at each other with wide eyes.
The girl's eyebrows drooped, and she seemed to be a little restrained and shy, and she muttered, "I...... My name is Bloodshadow ......"
“…… I'm still a red flame! ”
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