The broken road, countless horrible potholes scattered all over the road, and the barely intact low end was stamped with black marks one after another.

On both sides of the road stood the ruins of houses, and the flames were still burning slowly on the wooden pillars.

Everywhere there were dead bodies lying on their backs, young children, old people, men, women, and corpses were scattered all over the area, some of them were scattered on the road or in the houses, and some of them fell collectively under some debris.

The corpses had begun to decompose in the hot weather, emitting a foul stench.

Coupled with the crows that appeared around from time to time, the ominous blackbird stood on the corpse, its dark eyes reflecting the reflection of the world.

"............" a figure walked silently on such a road, he just walked like this, step by step, with a pace that was neither fast nor slow, and the silence was terrible, and he could only occasionally listen to the occasional flames that occasionally burst something, and the sound of 'crackling' and insects.

The lone wanderer was not frightened by this cruel and terrible hell on earth, he didn't even open his eyes, the expression on his face was flat, he just walked silently on this originally prosperous and ordinary land, but now it was full of corpses.

Crying, cursing, growling, wailing.........

"The same...... It hasn't changed at all......" Ashmida slowly stopped, listening intently to the voice of the soul who wandered in the land of death in confusion, unwilling to die himself.

The souls of the old couple wept as they looked at their hometown in ruins.

The man in the prime of life looked at the corpses of himself and his family with tears in his eyes, and let out an unwilling roar.

The young woman's soul hugged her shoulders, and her heart was like ashes, floating in the air and weeping.

Young children look at the world in ignorance, and they don't know what cruel things have happened to them.

Ashmida exhaled a long breath, folded his hands, and said a Buddha horn, and his legs opened his steps again.

......The sound of clear chanting sounded on the empty land, and the souls of the dead that ordinary people could not see gradually faded away from the tyranny, sadness, and confusion on their faces, and one by one they seemed to have broken free from some shackles, revealing a relieved expression and slowly rising into the air.

I'm sorry, but all I can do is pray for you to be blessed so that you can be free from suffering and enter samsara.

This was what Ashmida was thinking at the moment.

After leaving the [original] Hakurei Shrine, Ashamida walked all the way east, and along the way, everything he saw and heard was a mess after the war.

He didn't do anything to any of the armies except after that day, and even that day he didn't kill the Britannian armies, but only stunned them all.

Because, the army is also made up of people, they may be cruel to the people of the enemy country, but they are good husbands and fathers to their families. There are two sides to anyone, one face to the family and one face to outsiders. What is the point of him doing so if he slaughtered unrelated people because of their deaths, out of a moment of sympathy and anger? And then, didn't what he did create countless tragedies again?

He's just an outsider.

As before, he could not save sentient beings from suffering or change the world.

All he could do was weep and weep for them.

During these days, he temporarily forgot about the emotional mess (for himself) and concentrated on walking on this weeping land, just as he had taken a barefoot ascetic journey from Tibet to Tianzhu when he was a child, step by step, and reciting mantras for the souls of the dead as he went.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Suddenly, a glutinous and immature child's voice came into Ashmida's ears, making his footsteps pause.

And survivors?

With this in mind, the perception that had been kept three meters around the body spread out.

As the perception extended, the scene quickly formed in Ashmida's mind.

A thin and petite child walks the road with a struggling path with an even more petite sister on his back.

The boy's body is not strong, and the little girl's body is not heavy, but it is already a great burden for the boy, but the boy does not cry out that he is tired, and even when his body has begun to tremble, there is no sign of stopping to rest.

"We're almost there~ Suzaku is already waiting for us over there." A reluctant smile appeared on the boy's pale little face, and he tried his best to suppress the tremor of his voice, so as not to let his sister on his back notice his abnormality.

"Brother, is there anything around you that is burnt?" Hearing the girl's question, Ashmida only noticed at this time that the girl was actually like him, her eyes were closed.

“…… Hehehe, it's nothing, it's just some scorched trees. The boy looked at the scene of corpses all over him, looking at the unwilling, frightened, and resentful expressions left on the corpses, and a flash of fear flashed on his handsome little face, but then he hid, he swallowed his saliva, cheered up, and comforted his sister.

"Uh-huh......" The young girl shrank on her brother's back and answered softly, in fact, she vaguely felt that something was wrong, but in order not to worry her brother, she also knew how to pretend to be stupid.

Suddenly, there was a burst of chanting in the distance, which suddenly made both brother and sister nervous.

Danger, that was the only thought in the boy's mind, and for all this time, the inhabitants of the island country under his feet had a skyrocketing hatred for the Britannians, and they did not dare to resist the cowardly creatures of the army and adults, but they were able to smile hideously at the lonely Britannian children like him and his sister.

So, except in the company of his friends, he would never appear in front of any neon man, because he knew how dangerous it would be.

In fact, he didn't want to take his sister to such a dangerous exposure in the wilderness, but he had to do this, the hiding place was almost out of food, young and in a high position, they had no ability to find food with their pampered care, and they couldn't rely on their friends alone.

So they had to venture out, but they didn't expect to encounter a mob resistance, but fortunately, their friend Suzaku persuaded the red-haired leader to let them go, or else.........

The boy wanted to flee here with his sister on his back, but walking on his back for a long time had drained the last trace of strength of his young body, and he had no strength to run, while his sister could not walk on her legs, and it was impossible for her to escape alone.

As the chanting became louder and louder, a vague figure in the distance gradually grew larger and clearer.

Finally, the boy's eyes were greeted by a faint smiling face.

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PS1: Ahem, cough, cough, poor road didn't have time to touch the computer all day today, and now I just returned to the hotel where I lived, and as soon as I came back, I immediately turned on the computer to update, and this Sunday hasn't passed, so poor road didn't break his promise.

PS2: It's really fun to run out with your friends during the break, and I'm so happy that I completely forget the time, and I feel less stressed at work. (Distance)