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His Majesty Blackberry Kenite was 26 years old.

He once walked through the winding river in his youth, trying to find the old grandmother who gave him bread.He once walked into the forest in pursuit of the song of the nightingale.He also flew an airship in an attempt to find his angel.

However, ten years have passed.since the war started.

The angel didn't come.

There were bold people who once shouted at him that the Supreme Magician was male.So he ordered the civilian to be executed.

...angels, angels.

What is holding you back? Are you too busy with things in heaven?Can you take me away and let me follow you to heaven?
Blackberry remembered her eyes when she was young, like precious black gems.No matter how many years he grew, she always looked young.She must be an angel from heaven to not dislike a monster like him that can cause diseases.She clearly said - "Whether a sword is good or evil depends on the person holding it, not the sword itself."

He has saved so much now... so much...

But she didn't come.

Blackberry Kenit stood in the abyss of Naraku, his body covered in blood and wearing a devil mask - this is what the angel once taught him, if someone despises him because of his youth, let them ignore their appearance and look directly at their fear .

He's been wearing the mask for too long.

For so long...sometimes he would believe that he was the "tyrant" people called him.

He clutched the Eye of Old in his pocket.

...He picked this up over the past few years.Ever since he picked it up, his war has been going from bad to worse.The Eye of the Old One was always in his ears telling him what to do.

[You shouldn't have come, this is obviously a trap.The Sorcerer Supreme will not be caught by the Church. 】The Eye of the Old Sighs.

"There's a one-in-a-thousand chance, I'm going to come. I can't stand her dying," Blackberry said.

[You are so smart, why are you confused now?Don't you know that if you die, you will never recover? 】The voice said.

"...I'm tired." Blackberry said.

He didn't explain much.

The more he fought, the more he discovered that ignorance had penetrated deeply into people's hearts.Even though he used his ability to inflame disease to fight, it gradually turned into fighting violence with violence.Many people would rather vomit blood and die in front of him than spit on the witch.

...So what's the difference between him who intensifies the disease and the "witch" who is rumored to spread the plague?
BlackBerry is often confused.

Every time the disease intensified, he could feel a little more fluid accumulated in his body, as if someone else's disease was flowing into his body.He is getting weaker and weaker, and these darknesses are like time bombs that will explode instantly when he dies.

——At that time, he became the real source of plague.

He gradually discovered that his own ability was also a huge trap.The lifespan of human beings is limited, but the lifespan of gods is infinite. He overextended his lifespan to fight on the battlefield... once he died.

That will usher in a thousand times more darkness.

Even if he wanted to persist for a few more years, he understood that this was just drinking poison to quench his thirst.

[Are you going to end it? ] the voice said.

"I have entrusted government affairs to my subordinates. In the past few years, I have been traveling around on airships and have been deliberately training them." Blackberry suddenly smiled.

His smile was like the pure smile of Xiao Xili when he was a child.

"I've lit a fire."

"Since this battle, people have realized the unreliability of faith. They have also realized that the plague is probably not caused by the witch, but spread by others."

“More and more people are beginning to abolish trials by fire, even if only briefly, but they have already tasted the benefits of justice.”

"All I have to do is lift the torch and light it up for two or three seconds."

"I've done it."

"War is a means, but not an end. What I want to do is never to unify the world. A completely unified world is of no benefit. What I want to awaken is always their thoughts, making them realize that there are no witches in this world, and that burning at the stake will only Burn innocent people.”

"I've been doing it for ten years."

"In order to wait for an angel, I endured the pain and lived. Now I have waited for ten years and finally understand...an angel will not be attached to the world. For her, I may be just a small passerby. I should not expect her to remember me. .”

"Let's stop here."

"The world does not need a dictator. The Emperor has completed his mission of enlightenment and it is time to retire."

[…] Eye of the Old didn’t say much.

The sound of footsteps came, and surrounded by knights, the goddess raised her sword.

At this moment, Blackberry saw the goddess of this generation through the holes in the mask - ah, he knew her.

When he was 20 years old, he once drove an airship through a beautiful town.There was once a girl wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and walking leisurely on the street.At that time, he would take out his leaf flute, wear a mask, and play a song for her as a bard.

I heard that the goddess’s family had been destroyed.It seems that that beautiful town was also destroyed in the war he personally brewed.

He ruined her life.

"..."

He ruined so many lives.

He saved the lives of so many people.

When future generations judge Emperor Kenite, will they recognize his merits in awakening the mind, or will they condemn his brutality in launching wars?

He didn't even know whether he was black or white.

So he opened his arms and laughed loudly.

"Lord Angel! Lord Angel! Lord Angel—!"

"I have completed the trial you gave me! So many people have woken up from ignorance. I have done it. Can you - can you see me -"

He shouted to the sky, his eyes red.Like a bird about to fly into the sky.He screamed at the top of his lungs, even though he knew she couldn't hear.

He completed the trials delivered by the angels.

He woke people up, allowed them to begin to abolish the Witch Trial, and allowed them to become independent.

...Lord Angel, I still remember the instructions you gave me when I was 12 years old.

……

[“Bottom-up changes require a lot of blood and sacrifices, and countless people will die in the war. As long as the upper class is strong enough, top-down reforms may be successful. I will try to change this situation, end the witch hunt, and make the world a new one," Blackberry said. 】

["This is not easy." Su Mingan said. 】

[Blackberry's eyes are bright and sharp, like a blade that has just been unsheathed.He put one hand on his chest and bowed to Su Ming'an: "Angel, this is the trial you gave me... I will not back down."]

……

...Lord Angel, I did it.

Am I good or not?

"Blackberry Kenite! You wantonly exacerbated the disease and used it to kill people. The evidence is conclusive. The Holy See has declared you a witch! You will be put on trial soon! Can you plead guilty?" The goddess crossed herself with both hands and shouted at him.

She asked according to the regulations, but in fact, no one would confess.

Blackberry narrowed her eyes.

He opened his arms and laughed loudly, his voice as sharp as a knife.

"I admit it - I am a witch!"

"I am the witch! The plagues over the years are all caused by me! You have seen it with your own eyes! As long as I stretch out my hand, someone will be plagued by plague. It's all my fault!"

"Who else can do this except me? You finally discovered that I am a witch, haha, hahaha——"

The goddess was astonished.

Even the knights and priests looked surprised.

They did not expect that...the noble and proud Emperor Kenite, the leader of the world, who is above tens of millions of people...would admit these sins.

This will obviously make him be nailed to the rack of shame after death.All the honors he has worked hard for will be completely wiped out.

This will obviously make future generations hate him.

"It turns out that he is really a witch, so the wars over the years must have been for his selfish desires." The priests said with contempt on their faces.

"kill him!"

"Judgment——" The goddess raised her sword high.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

The goddess has never been able to help herself. She has realized why Emperor Kenite admitted the crime, but she cannot stop. The goddess must kill the witch.

"Those who judge you—"

Killing such demons with your own hands, blackening his achievements, and denouncing him as a tyrant in the history books - his end is obviously easy to see.

He won't have a good reputation.

People will only remember the name "Witch".

"Judgment of your crime-!!"

With the scream, everything disappeared.

……

The Age of Witches: Year 342.

The witch is dead.

……

Blackberry smiled and closed her eyes.

……Angel.

If there is a voice in heaven, can you hear my voice?Do you regret saving me? Why didn't you take me away until the end?
He actually held on to a glimmer of hope. If he took the initiative to die, the angels would hear his voice and take him away with their gentle wings.

however.

until the last moment.

The angel didn't come.

……

When the light and fire fell, the girl would not know that she was killing the bard she once liked.The sound of his flute was so beautiful that it moved her heart, which had not yet suffered.However, as the war spread, her happiness was gone. It was the iron hoofs of the bard's men that destroyed her home.

Then she beheaded him with her own hands.

The witch fell into the abyss.

His body was torn apart, royal medals flew high, and the "mask" that had covered him for 26 years was finally broken.

He suddenly felt free and he laughed.

... He has completed the trial given to him by the angel, and he can finally rest.

The Eye of the Old One floated up and said in a hoarse voice: [Blackberry, you are not a witch. 】

Witches don't exist at all.

It's just that whoever the superior wants to die will become a "witch".

It has never been specific to everyone, it is just a tool of human power.

Blackberry vomited blood, said nothing, just smiled.He had known this for a long time, so he had to admit that he was a witch.

——In mythology, the witch spreads plague, and he has similar abilities.

——In mythology, witches are cruel in nature, and he also showed his cruel side.

Finally, the witch died.

There are no more witches in the world.

The Eye of the Old Day said in a low voice: [You are going to die.Do you have any wishes?You have collected a lot of negative emotions over the years. Although you do not have the energy and authority to become a god, I can fulfill a wish for your reincarnation. 】

"..."

Blackberry's consciousness gradually disappeared, his mouth moved slightly, but there was no sound.

He had already thought about his last wish.

In the next life... I want to have a face similar to that of an angel.

No matter what the angel looks like in the future.The moment I meet him/her again, I want him/her to remember me at a glance.

Don’t want the glory and wealth of the hereafter, and don’t want to enjoy your life.He knew that the Eye of the Old One was a divine object and could easily achieve these things, but his request was simple.

He just wanted to see the angel again.Even if it's reincarnation...he wants to see her.

The appearance of an angel is not fixed, but as long as he always looks like an angel, he will definitely be able to find an angel in the future... no matter how many years, how many years...

Then the Eye of the Old One fell on his face.

At the last moment, he felt a change in his facial features.He gently touched his face, eyebrows, nose, lips...

what.

It turns out that Lord Angel looks like this, it turns out that Angel is really a male, and those mobs did not lie to him...

Blackberry finally opened her lips and asked:

Can I know... what the name of my descendant... will be...?

The Eye of the Old was silent for a moment.

"In the year 512 of the Steam Age, your name is Xiao Hei. You built an airship and have been keeping watch over the angels."

"In the year 622 of the Lou Yue Era, your name was Xiao Jingsan. You worked hard to cultivate similar beings on an island, hoping to save the angel."

"In the 830th year of this world, your name is Black Magpie. You also paid... a lot for the angels."

Blackberry narrowed her eyes.

nice name.

It's like the Lord Angel took it personally.

...Then, after a long, long time, they...will definitely...live...well...together...

If given the chance, he would go through fire and water for Lord Angel...

...life after life.

Finally with this thought.

Blackberry Kenit, then 26, closed her eyes forever.

……

After that, the Kenite Empire was divided among 42 subordinates. They tacitly agreed not to interfere with each other, forming various kingdoms and cities... Yate City, Luohe City... Baoting City.

After the witch Blackberry Kanet was killed, the plague continued to spread.After his death, people finally realized that witches did not exist in this world and stopped executing witches.

The massive execution of witches, which lasted for more than 100 years, ended with the death of Blackberry.After that, no one was denounced as a witch due to the righteousness advocated during the reign of the Kenite Empire.The world has entered the industrial steam age.

The name of the tyrant of Kenite was wiped out by the gods, and no one could remember what he had done.

Only occasionally, someone will pass by a destroyed ruins.It is said that this is a relic left by magicians hundreds of years ago.There are many white morning flowers placed in front of the tomb, and there is a very inconspicuous grave among them, with an ordinary name like "Blackberry Xili" engraved on it.

Some mothers will point to this stained tombstone and say to their children:

"Here, this is the witch's name."

"What is a witch?" the child asked innocently.

"The witch is the big bad guy. It is said that he killed many, many people. After his death, the witch's execution ended, and so did the plague. Fortunately, he died..."

The mother held the child's hand and slowly walked away from the ruins where no one was approaching.

Throughout the forest of steles, a white flower bloomed, facing the wind, like a gentle smiling face...

The child looks back.

He blinked and seemed to see a beautiful elder sister wearing a witch hat standing next to the small tombstone and putting down a golden banana.