The Sombra Corps from Hokage

Chapter 245 Chapter 244: The Life of the Brave
When I came to the blacksmith shop again, I looked at the familiar fire and the stubborn back.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" knocking sound endless, but this sound is the most reassuring.

All kinds of things from the past come to the fore.

The old man turned his head as if feeling something, and looked at the brave man standing stupidly behind him: "Here you come? Sit down and drink hot water like usual?"

The brave man opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end, the thousand words just turned into a nod and a soft reply: "Yes."

The brave man pulled a chair and sat down.

The two were silent, and the old man silently brought a tray with hot water and some coarse grain biscuits on it.

The house is very dark, only the light brought by the fire, and the burning temperature of the fire.

The old man continued to sit back in front of the stove, picked up the hilt of the sword held by the pliers, and took out the sword that was in the stove. The sword was burning red. In this dark room, this sword was the only item that glowed. Only in this way can we clearly see the places that need to be hammered and smelted, and the unfinished parts.

The brave man didn't dare to disturb him, but he can be sure that the old man in the blacksmith shop has been forging this thing almost all his life. As long as he can remember, he has seen him forging this sword, day after day, year after year, in the furnace. The fire never stops.

It is still the same until now, the process has not fallen, the forging has never stopped, the small hammer in the hand and the sledgehammer in the hand are still constantly overlapping and switching to hit the sword, the sparks are constantly splashing and falling, scalding on the ground. The lava billowed, burning the stones red and emitting white smoke.

The brave man didn't speak until the beating was completed.

Looking back, the first sword was also created in this place, and this first sword has accompanied me to the present.
"What can I do with the old man?" The old man wiped his hands with a coarse cloth, and then he pulled a chair and came to the brave man and looked at him. A flash of memory flashed in his eyes and asked, "How many years has it been?"

"I" the brave man seemed embarrassed to speak, so he opened his mouth, but finally choked up and did not speak.

Originally, he was not such a crying person, but when he saw his old friend again, he was the only person he could think of and think he could rely on.

I thought he had been dead for a long time, even if I couldn’t see anyone when I came here, I could still look at the blacksmith’s shop and recall it, smile wryly, then go inside to have a look, and pick up a weapon, maybe the quality will not be better than before , but it is also a farewell to the past.

It's just that the old man is still there, and I can't help but wet my eyes with tears.

"Hey, he looks like a child who hasn't grown up yet, he still loves to cry so much." The old man sighed and smiled wryly, "I understand."

The brave man was stunned, he didn't say anything, and he just stopped by to take a look, why did he know?Also, how did he know?
"The old lady at the entrance of the village is not blind at all, she can tell at a glance." The old man smiled wryly.

The brave man only felt his hairs stand on end.

For the first time, he felt that the person he was already familiar with suddenly changed, making him unable to see through.

Originally, this was the most basic place to start, but it has everything, even standing in a precarious big city, which itself is very unreal.

Thinking back now, the old man is still alive. Although it is good news, I still feel very puzzled.

"I used to be like you. I held a sword and thought that I could defeat all the demon kings and demons and make the world more peaceful. I even thought that if possible, it would be better to build a city of my own. There is no war there. Unfortunately, but in the end I found that I couldn't."

The old man's eyes were full of desolation, and he casually stroked the cooled giant sword in his hand, with a rare look of helplessness on his face.

The brave fell silent.

He felt that things were different from what he thought, completely different, and he never thought that things would be like this.

"Let's go, I'm meeting an old acquaintance." The old man stood up.

Hearing this, the brave man got up and followed, he was still dazed, but he realized something.

When I came to the village, the old yellow dog at the entrance of the village was still lying on the ground motionless, but when someone came, he raised his eyelids to look at the person and then continued to sleep.

There was also an old woman sitting at the entrance of the village, holding a long staff and sitting at the entrance of the village. Her white hair was only tied up in a simple ponytail, her temples hung down her cheeks, and her eyelids shone with frightening flickers from time to time. the light.

Walking in the village, passers-by looking at this hunched figure carrying a giant sword and the young man following behind him were full of doubts and puzzlements in their eyes.

How many years have passed, I don't know how long it has been since the old man came out for a walk last time.

"Everyone, let's go together. It's time to make a break." The old man said as he took off the giant sword behind him. Although it looked like an ordinary giant sword, the magic waves flashing on it reminded him all the time. To its people, it's pretty extraordinary!

The people in the village didn't seem to come back to their senses, they just stared blankly at the sword in the old man's hand shining in the sun.

At this moment, the crooked figure of the old man seemed to coincide with the boy in his memory.

The young man with a smile on his face and white teeth reappeared in front of his eyes, so familiar and warm.
Some people didn't even react, they just stared blankly, their eyes were moist, and the corners of their eyes were filled with hot tears without realizing it.

Like brave men, they also had great dreams, and they even achieved great achievements. Not to mention the devil king, even the devil king they have killed.

But. They know better than anyone else that they are just a group of evaders, and the most important thing is to recognize the reality. They fully understand where the Devil's Valley is and what kind of effect what they do has.

Even if you kill one demon king, what if you kill ten demon kings?The world will not change because of this, and the devil will continue to follow.

They are all just living people, and even gods cannot kill the Demon King. They were hit hard after realizing the reality, and they came here as useless evaders. This escape lasted for many years.

Until the appearance of the brave man let them see their past, they hoped that this young man would go on instead of them, and see if this young man would make a different choice?

But in fact, the brave man did make a different choice, he chose to pretend to be stupid, and chose to deceive himself.

So now, I don't know how long the old friends in Xinshou Village have not said a word to the brave man, but silently make the choices and things they should do.

Maybe it was the arrival of the brave who convinced them.

Is it useful to escape and live day after day?
Respect for living, live for death, sometimes living is worse than dying, they can't do it as a walking dead!
They want to be really alive!

So, looking at the holy sword, the old guys burst into tears.

The old yellow dog at the entrance of the village raised his eyelids contemptuously and looked at them, with a hint of impatience and helplessness in his eyes, and even blew on the ground, stirring up some dust.

(End of this chapter)