Ling Ze, who was struggling to survive in the slums, claimed that he was not a hero, and he never had the consciousness to be a hero.

If he really is the kind of hero in the comics, then he will definitely not hesitate to help the Choshu Domain defend against the "foreign invasion" now.

Because in any case, no matter what aspect is concerned, the war of aggression of the "foreign Yi" is wrong and unjust, so how can he, as a hero of justice, sit idly by and ignore it?

If you look at it from a distance, the "rice grain sharp pot" is fighting the Civil War at this time, and the righteous thing of emancipating slaves, as a hero of justice, can't you take a hand?

And at this time, imperialism and colonialism were rampant, and the whole world was being oppressed and sucked by the European colonizers. Beat the colonists?

Ling Ze is not a partner of justice, he is not a guardian who sells himself, he is not a guardian, he can't be like a nanny running around the world to quell the war and save the people.

He was just an ordinary, ordinary slum outgamate, and those things had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care how many people were suffering and dying because of it.

Ling Ze, who is accustomed to seeing the reluctance and dark side of human nature, and is accustomed to the fragility and withering of life, now basically does things from his own interests, and there is nothing wrong with saying that he is a slightly indifferent and selfish person.

Based on Ling Ze's growth environment, if he hadn't always adhered to the bottom line of being a man, he would have become a slave of "power" by now.

The greater the ability, the more it is necessary to take it as the greatest responsibility to keep one's bottom line, because once a person breaks through the set bottom line, it will be very difficult to change back, and then he can no longer be called a person.

When the time comes, don't say anything about being a hero, I'm afraid that I will directly become an anti-social and anti-human supervillain, and there are too many examples of becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon with one thought.

With the mind of an adult, growing up in such an environment, Ling Ze has seen, experienced, and understood more and darker things than ordinary children.

Maybe someone can do something like "the night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light", but even the poet who wrote this poem himself can't do it, and how many people can really do it?

Ling Ze was still able to retain a heart that still had good thoughts, was able to stabilize his fragile three views, and was able to restrain himself from retaliating against society and killing innocents indiscriminately, all of which were already firm enough in his mind.

"Different ways do not conspire with each other, and it is useless to talk more."

Ling Ze walked straight past Takasugi Jinsaku's side, and under the slightly blank gaze of those soldiers of the Strange Soldier Team, Ling Ze walked very cleanly, without the slightest intention of staying.

Takasugi felt the ideological gap between him and Ling Ze, and he didn't agree with what Ling Ze said, because the basic secular concepts and growth environment between them were completely different.

"People always have to pursue something, always have to strive for a goal, no matter how you want to use your strength, for what to use your strength, it is better than the choice you put it in the deep mountains and old forests."

Takasugi Jinsaku obviously misunderstood Ling Ze's thoughts, and he thought that Ling Ze's refutation of his words was just making excuses for himself to "live in seclusion with great ability".

Takasugi Jinsaku felt that Ling Ze just hadn't found a goal worth fighting for now, so he chose to live in seclusion, after all, Ling Ze's young appearance was there, and he could see that Ling Ze was not very old.

Takasugi Jinsaku felt that if he was well guided, he might not be able to lead Ling Ze to the right path.

“......”

This time, Ling Ze didn't even stop, he felt that the conversation between him and Takasugi Jinsaku was like playing a piano to a cow, and the two of them obviously couldn't understand each other.

"Governor Takasugi, are we going to chase it?"

The Odd Soldier from a civilian background asked Takasugi Shinsaku, who apparently didn't understand the current situation.

"No, let's keep patrolling."

Waving his hand to signal several soldiers to continue patrolling, Takasugi Shinsaku looked at the figure that was slowly moving away, and his brows gradually furrowed.

He obviously didn't understand the thoughts of those who were obviously capable, but were unwilling to contribute to making the world better.

The surging tide of the times is indeed affecting everyone living in this era, but there are some special people who can really stand in this surging wave, and they stand very steadily.

The thirteenth-generation descendant of the "Flying Imperial Sword Stream" is obviously such a special existence.

"Watching the cherry blossoms at night in spring, staring at the stars in summer, enjoying the full moon in autumn, and the first snow in winter, with these, how can wine not be delicious?"

Kiyojuro Hiko looked up at the sky and looked at the twinkling stars, and he brought a small sake cup to his lips.

"If you don't feel that the wine is delicious, then there must be something wrong with the person who is drinking."

After a glass of wine, the hermit sighed again that stargazing and drinking in the summer was a pleasure for him.

"In this situation, do you want to have a drink? Strange swordsman. Don't say that you can't drink, a swordsman who kills people with a sword, where is the reason why he can't drink? ”

Bigu Kiyojuro raised his glass and said in the direction where Ling Ze was, he had obviously found Ling Ze approaching, which was not surprising, after all, Ling Ze did not make any cover for his arrival.

Bigu Qing Juro is wearing a white cloak, the cloak is very big and long, ordinary people can't hold it up at all, Bigu Qing Juro is one meter nine tall, and the cloak has reached his ankles.

Ling Ze felt that he had roughly figured out one thing, Scarlet Village Kenshin did not inherit the name of Higu Kiyojuro, and it must have a lot to do with this cloak.

This forty-kilogram cloak, which has been passed down from generation to generation, is too unfriendly to Kenshin's height.

In fact, there is no way, among the descendants of the "Flying Imperial Sword Flow" in the past dynasties, Scarlet Village Kenshin is indeed the kind that is not very good, and his physique is not suitable for the domineering "Flying Imperial Sword Flow".

In fact, it can be seen from the cloak that Master Zu probably didn't plan to let a person with a physique like Scarlet Village Kenshin inherit the "Flying Sword Flow".

"I'm sorry, but I don't drink."

Ling Ze, who came out of the shadows, refused the invitation of Bigu Qingjuro to have a drink with him very facelessly.

Bigu Qingjuro turned to look at Ling Ze, he was slightly surprised, obviously he didn't expect Ling Ze to be such an image.

"A blind child, how did you find here?"

Bigu Kiyojuro actually had a guess in his heart, after all, the only one who knew that he was here was his apprentice Kenshin Scarlet Village.