In a good year, there is a lot of snow, and Kamai is looking forward to his return.

"Again...... Fought a war......"

An old man sat in the twilight and hammered his bent back.

"Yesterday the officers and soldiers told me that in the village, we want to recruit a few more men......" He was a little embarrassed, lowered his head to support his forehead, coughed twice, and spoke in a much lower voice in front of the gathered villagers.

Maybe it's because of his old age, so should his voice.

He is the village chief and an elderly father.

Everyone grimaced and stopped asking about the conscription.

"Last year, when there was a war last year, there were two ...... in Li Laosan's family Zhang Lao Wu's house, there is a ......"

The village chief was silent for a moment, raised his head, and sighed slowly.

"That's the case...... Whose turn is it...... Who's supposed to ......"

He shook his head, and he could only shake his head.

His lungs could no longer smoke, so he really smoked heavily, sighed, hugged his thighs, and sat under the roots of the old tree at the entrance of the village.

"The man of the village...... There are very few left...... It's all babies...... I can't go out anymore......" The old grandmother beside him was also like him, holding her forehead and looking at the dark cave under the root of the tree, where the black ants were orderly carrying the lost grain into the burrow.

"Can't get out......" The village sand echoed hoarsely, as if he agreed with his wife's words and lost his language, and could only sigh slowly: "Can't get out~"

"The way of the world...... What's wrong? ”

A woman who was usually hot shouted in the silence of the crowd, as if she did not understand the situation, and pretended to be deaf and dumb like a deaf and dumb person.

"Shut up! Youkai are coming! Monster! It's a youkai! ”

In fact, this small village is within the protection of the Empire, and it is impossible for a youkai army to invade here.

The woman who shouted the monster seemed to be correcting the spicy woman, because the monster came, so it had to be conscripted to supply the front line, so the world would become like this.

There are no yokai in the village.

No matter how much you call a youkai, it is impossible for a youkai to come from a battlefield thousands of miles away.

Run over and slaughter humans.

It's like their sons will not come back because of the call of their mothers, their wives, their sons and daughters.

Neither will the soul.

"Yokai...... Youkai......" The village chief shook his head and sighed, as if he had become a mute who could not speak, repeating the words of others all the time.

"There are two out of each village...... Can't borrow two from the next village? ”

A woman asked. The women who were clinging to their boy looked at her in unison, and for a moment everyone fell silent and buried their heads again.

They are like a flock of stupid geese that can no longer hold their heads high, and they can only lift themselves up indifferently when they lead their necks to kill themselves, and then they will pass.

"There is no son who is not a son, and no grandson who is not a grandson...... The next village is almost the same as us...... I can't borrow ......"

The village chief also noticed the ant hole under the root of the tree, and slowly stepped on it with his foot, and with a gentle touch of his foot, the trampled rice grains were mixed with the black ant blood, sticky, but unexpectedly clean.

"Then why are you still conscripted?!"

Questions were raised.

The children in the village are somewhat ignorant, but they only know that when the adults sit together, they can also have a companion to play.

Childhood, what a luxury.

If they were older, if the demon clan had not been driven away, then they would only be the souls of the brutal demon clan's sword.

No one can give an answer, or even if someone does, they can only be dragged to the demon clan.

Youkai...... Monster......

Man-eating monsters......

A youkai that eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

"Tomorrow...... Waiting for the conscripts to come......" The village chief hammered his thigh, his beard trembling slightly because of his nose: "I have my own way, but really...... It's just that when the time comes...... You guys...... Whatever you hear, don't go out to watch. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the village looked up at him, and the old man, who was leaning on the dead tree at the entrance of the village, slowly touched his beard with his hand.

None of them knew what to say, except for the crow in the distance, which cried in the distance, and the low chirp of the old man in the setting sun.

The setting sun shone on everyone's face, there were doubts, surprises, despair, silence......

Call...... Calling out the spirits of the homeland......

"Don't you ......" The old woman next to the village chief looked at the village chief's old eyes and was about to say those words...... But he could only stiffen his throat and move his gaze to the roots of the dead tree, the ants in the hollow of the tree did not stop to mourn their companions because of a human foot, and the rice grains slowly came to their burrows under their carrying.

Perhaps the village will perish.

Maybe this dead tree will sprout again.

Perhaps, blood will be splattered here.

Perhaps, there will be another high-rise building here.

Ants, too, will lose their homes only because of a simple heavy rain.

They can't wait for the village to die.

They can't wait for dead trees to sprout.

They can't wait for blood to spill for miles.

They can't wait here to build tall buildings.

They lose everything and just need a heavy rain.

Heavy rain from the sky.

Sky......

[Someone will really save the world because of their unhesitation...... And happy? 】

[Someone will really be willing to save the common people with unwarranted responsibility because of their ambitions...... And happy? 】

[Someone...... It's really because you're born like an ant and can't turn over for the rest of your life...... Is it content? 】

[Someone...... can really accept the ordinary stupidly, and be crushed by the ruthless "sky...... And happy? 】

[Someone...... Can you really ......]

Can...... What for......

Mankind...... No!

Can people who are invisibly divided into social leaders by money and spiritual power really have a common language?

Can anyone really give an answer to such a complex and macro proposition?

[Leave it to me - destroy them......]

[It's up to me...... Give them a ...... Justifiably...... Dead ...... Reason......]

[It's up to me to do this "day"——]

[From my point of view...... They're so miserable......]

[This world always needs a ...... A common enemy, everyone will ...... Pointless solidarity together...... will, there is contrast, there is harm, there is oppression, there is resistance......]

[There is destruction...... Only then can there be a new ......]

[I'm not a demon...... Not even a bastard who kills people without blinking......]

[I am dying...... Worm ......】

[I will never...... Consider yourself a hypocrite. 】

[Let them all come...... Face me......]

【Long Feather Kaede...... Shadow of the Wilderness...... Dragon's ......]

【The ...... of the Gods of the Gods】

[You should also admire my great ambition......]

[I am not the devil......]

[I'm just such an unspeakable answerer.] 】

[I'm not for money, not for resources, not for power, not for my own life...... It's not for love......]

[I was born...... is the answerer of this proposition. 】