I'm pretty confident in my ability to manage my facial muscles, and sometimes I'm able to pretend to be calm when something shocking happens. And after all the bizarre events, I occasionally suspect that I am actually a breathless guy. But for the shocking changes presented in front of us at this moment, who can not be surprised by the changes? At least I can't do it myself, and I can't imagine what my facial muscles are like at the moment. The Siren's Blade - The Siren's Blade appeared in front of me!

The Siren's Blade broke through the dream and came to my hand in reality!

What's going on, isn't everything that happened before a prophetic dream?

Or is it ...... Because the Siren's Blade has the power to inflict real damage on people in the real world in false dreams, it is not surprising that even if it goes from dreams to reality...... Is it?

This is not without reason. If energy can be transmitted to reality, then it is also very logical to transmit matter to reality. Although it always feels out of place to pay attention to scientific logic on this topic.

In any case, the first thing I need to do right now is to hide my eyes. I'm still on the train, and it's too much to casually rest the axe on my lap like this. I immediately pulled out a sunscreen jacket from my backpack and covered it, but it was a bit late and must have been seen by the other passengers. I could only pretend to wait until the train arrived at Nameless Mountain Station, and as soon as I arrived at the station, I wrapped my coat around the giant axe, rushed out of the carriage, and then left the station quickly.

Once I found a secluded place, I began to study the weapon in my hand.

Just like the last time I used the Siren's Blade, just holding the handle of the axe harder would turn your strength and perception upside down. I was just an ordinary person, but just by doing this, I became a super soldier at the level of a demon, and such a huge and heavy weapon was no different from straw in my hands. Even if it meant that, I would be able to kill all the passers-by on the streets outside - of course, this is nothing more than the destructive sexual immorality that men often have, and in fact, if the opponent wasn't a vicious person like the Majin, I probably wouldn't even be able to kill a dog.

It's just that this weapon is good, but it's too big. It's not easy to carry it, because being seen walking on the road with this kind of thing will only cause trouble. If I go to the police station to report the crime like I did twice, I'm afraid I'll be caught red-handed first.

Is there no way to carry it conveniently without being obtrusive? For example, what to hide it in first......

As I flashed through the thought, the shape of the siren's blade suddenly collapsed. Like a paper tower made of 10,000 playing cards that had been kicked and shattered, the axe disintegrated into countless particles of indigo light out of thin air. If I were an unrelated person, I would probably feel that this is a beautiful picture like a swarm of fireflies, but now I am scrambling to reflexively catch the light particles in the sky.

Miraculously, as soon as I reached out and grabbed it, it was as if a strong suction force was generated, and the particles of light in the sky returned to my palm in unison, reorganizing into the shape of a giant axe.

When I saw this scene, where did I not know what was happening? Once again, I thought about "hiding" my weapon, and the great axe broke down into countless particles of light, and finally disappeared into the air; As soon as I grasped it in the air with my hand, countless particles of light appeared densely from the air, and they quickly combined into the form of a giant axe.

The Siren Blade turns out to have such a "humanized" hidden function?

The demons have committed countless crimes across the country in the past, and did they also use this method to carry weapons?

It's so convenient to have this feature. Now I can go directly to the police station to report the incident and contact the blue bird, instead of having to find a place to hide the weapon first. However, when I fought alongside the blue bird, I still had to try to explain the origin of this weapon first.

I immediately got up, but when I finally got to the police station, I looked at the gate and hesitated.

After all, is it really necessary for me to go to the blue bird again?

The first two times I chose to report the crime was because I had no combat power, so I had to rely on the power of the witcher; And now that I have the ability to fight the demons, why do I need to let the blue bird go deep into danger?

What's more, unlike me, who can "resurrect with full blood" every time I come back, Blue Bird does not have such conditions.

Even if I had to do it all over again, her broken arm would not be able to recover. What if this time it was no longer the arm that was broken, but the neck?

Although the Siren Blade that caused this result has already fallen into my hands, I can't confirm if the "Majin at this point in time" has another Siren Blade. Moreover, even if only one Siren Blade is allowed to exist at a time, the Majin is suspected to be able to share the power of the Siren Blade without holding the Siren Blade, so he may still be able to inflict "damage that will be carried over to the next time" to the Blue Bird.

Memories of the first two times came back to my mind, when the blue bird sacrificed his arm to push me away from under the great axe, dragged the empty sleeve tube with a haggard face, and collapsed with a broken wound and blood spurting under the counterattack of the demons......

- Looks like you really want to help me.

- It is my mission to defeat the demons, and you are a person living in the ordinary world.

- When you wake up, it's all over. You will be back on your own, normal track in life.

She never spoke weak words to me, and always stood in front of me. Although she sometimes shows a side that goes off the line, in my mind, she is like a hero who has come out of a fantasy story.

So, I want to be a hero to her, too. If I didn't use the wrong word, I just succeeded, because I could only do it. But she also said that no one is born a hero, and they all came out of it at the beginning.

I want her—I want this person who has gone out of her way to save me, to feel from the bottom of my heart that I am someone who can be entrusted to her back, and not just someone who can only hide in the woods and bushes behind and watch the battle, and even have to be carried by her when she escapes, and let her take responsibility to care for and save her.

I want her to say I'm like a hero too.

After making up my mind, I turned and left. Maybe I won't be able to defeat the Majin this time, my lack of combat experience is a fact that I can't help it, but as long as the Siren Blade will follow me back, I can still challenge again. The Majin's advantage over me is no longer huge, and no matter how powerful he is, he can't win again and again.

But there's one more important thing I have to do before I can face the demons.

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Last time, I found out that "the direction guided by intuition" is not the same as "the direction where the demon is".

If the Majin does not have the "ability to confuse guidance", then what exactly is there at the end of the guidance?

If "intuitive guidance" is also considered to be one of the paranormal events that happened to me, and that I myself am part of a much larger paranormal event as I once reasoned, then ...... This guide may lead me to the heart of this even greater paranormal event.

However, there is a difficulty with this method, that is, as long as I go to the mountains and forests, I will be discovered by the demons, so I will not have the time to confirm the guidance. If I still have the Blue Bird's Secret Talisman, I don't have to worry about this problem, but the Secret Charm didn't follow me back like the Siren Blade, and I have already made up my mind not to ask the Blue Bird for help.

Fortunately, I'm not out of options, and it's still a siren's blade.

After using the Siren Blade, I have the "Awareness" to be able to sense the killing intent of the demons. This awareness can also be used to perceive signs of other people's activities, and if you want to use a metaphor, it is like "feeling the breath of whoever you want" as often mentioned in battle stories, and my own breath is also within my own awareness. After becoming aware of this kind of thing, I began to figure out how to make the breath weaken or even disappear - it sounded like a technical job, and the thing of erasing one's own breath was something that only advanced assassins were good at even in the story, but in fact it was very simple to do, just control my breathing and mood fluctuations. And when I wiped out my breath, even if I passed in front of passers-by with a giant axe, they didn't seem to notice my abnormality unless I took the initiative to talk.

I was deeply aware that this was probably what was called "supernatural power". It's not about the ability to "erase the breath," but the "awareness" that has allowed me to develop this advanced technique so easily. For those who are unable to truly perceive the breath, it is not known how many years of painstaking work and research it will take to practice this technique; But for those who have this kind of awareness, to achieve this level is just a small thing like "this is not enough, let's change our thinking a little, okay, it has been".

In that case, the demons probably won't be able to sense me.

After the preparations were made, it was almost evening. I started going up the mountain.

While walking on the mountain road, he used his newly mastered awareness to perceive his surroundings. Even with my eyes closed, I was able to perceive the terrain around me in some mysterious way. It's like being in a dark room, if this is your own home, you don't need to look at it to see where each piece of furniture is placed, but now this "insight" just appears in a strange place for no reason.

I wanted to observe how I mysteriously deviated from normal time and space when I entered the forest, and at the same time, I wanted to see if it was the real world or a prophetic dream. If the Siren's Blade's support of awareness is superior to the power of foresight, I should be able to observe it.

Assuming that this is a prophetic dream, it means that I will definitely die this time, because the prophetic dream that happened to me should be "the dream of how I will die tonight". Then, like the first three times, the truth turned into a lie and everything started all over again. People I've talked to have forgotten about me, no, they haven't talked to me in the first place, it's all wishful thinking.

I felt a deep loneliness.

It's really lonely to defeat Majin alone like this, and then, only I remember the blue bird unilaterally, and the blue bird doesn't know me.

Although the short time of contact with the blue bird was full of horror and absurdity, it was not the fantasy adventure I once longed for. A dark area like a demonic realm, powerful and formidable enemies, beautiful companions, wonderful powers, and thrilling battles...... Everything is like an adventure story of the royal road. I can't bear to let this terrible adventure end.

It's time for an end, though.

As I thought about it, I suddenly noticed an anomaly.

At some point, the sky was already dark, and I had strayed from the mountain path. But when exactly did it get dark and when did it deviate? I couldn't find the moment of transition. I'm thinking about other things, but I'm also paying attention to my surroundings. But when I came to my senses—which wasn't quite true, I wasn't distracted—it naturally became like this.

Is this the power that envelops this mountain forest and makes people on the outside lose themselves to the inside?

I silently held my breath and began to wait.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... I secretly counted the seconds until a hundred seconds, and the demon did not appear in front of me.

It seems that as I expected, as long as I wipe out my breath, I will not become the same as before, and every time I set foot in the mountains and forests, he will lock on to me and attack as fast as he can.

Wait, there's something wrong with that statement.

Every time I set foot in the forest, he would lock my bearings and attack me first—really? While it's true that the second and third times were in this pattern, what about the first?

The first time, I wandered in the mountains and forests, and then I found him standing silently on the grass.

At that time, I even had the "leisure to observe his appearance in the dark", and I don't know if he noticed me or didn't notice me at that time, but all in all, it was a few seconds before he started attacking me.

Why? Did I do anything special at that time? What's the difference between the first time and the next two?

I can only notice this suspicion, but I don't know the point. I had to put it aside and do what I had decided first.

In order to avoid encountering the demon directly, I groped for my memories and made a detour through the mountains and forests, avoiding the place where I first encountered the demon man.

Even when I threw that place behind, the guidance of intuition continued to stretch forward.

Sure enough, the end of this guidance is not a demon, but something else.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I finally came to the end of the guide.

Still in the mountain forest, as elsewhere, damp cold winds, shadowy trees and bushes. But one thing was different, I saw a man sitting with his back to a big tree here.

It was a young girl in a white student uniform, sitting on the grass with her knees crossed, her face buried in her knees, and she seemed to be sleeping.

Before I could decide how to tempt, she seemed to sense my approach, and lifted her face. It was a face very similar to my previous front table, a face that I had seen many times in photos not too long ago.

It's a young girl who disappeared on a nameless mountain a month ago!

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." She sat with her knees crossed, without the slightest intention of standing up, and she accosted me in this position, "Haven't you woken up from your dream?" ”

"Dreams?" This unprovoked question hit the most sensitive place in my heart, "Prophetic dreams?" ”

"What is a prophetic dream?" She first asked rhetorically, and then said, "When I say dreams, of course, I mean the world itself. ”