Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

The two of them protected each other, achieved each other, and grew together over a long period of time——

Under the leadership of Niou, Zongsan Zuofongji also learned to gradually accept other swords. Jiang Xuezuofongji and Xiaoye Zuofongji, who were summoned by him personally, became one of his indispensable family members.

This feeling……

"We have been getting better over the years, but I have never come alone with you for a walk!"

Every time Nioh comes here, everyone is worried about his mood and rush to accompany him, but there is less emotion than in the past.

"But...don't you have a place you want to go?" Niou originally thought that Zongsan Zuofuji would go to a place he particularly wanted to go.

"My lord, haven't you discovered it yet? It's right here!" Zong Sanzuo Wenwen said with a smile.

Stepping into this area with the Lord reminds him of a unique and beautiful time. Although there is no one else around and the wind behind them always seems a little lonely, the emotions between each other are overflowing with shame...

"My lord, if you really want to make it up to me, just hold my hand and walk with me!"

Today Zong Sanzuo's text seems to be particularly gentle, his voice is as gentle and warm as flowers and dew, and he extends his hand to Niou!

"Okay!" If Zongsan Zuowen wants to do this, then——

Let's enjoy the treatment of a child, being led by this tall and reliable person who warms his heart, and walking on this scorched earth——

The feeling was completely different from before. At that time, his heart was still full of sadness and pain. He couldn't help but miss his missing parents here, and felt that he would not be able to survive in the next second. Although he was still in pain now, he felt that he had found his father. The way home——

Can survive!

And all of this was brought to him by Honmaru's swords.

I had this feeling when I revisited old places before, but it was far less clear and profound than this time.

The two held hands. To be precise, it was Sōsan Zuofumi who led Niou for almost 20 minutes.

Niou is not bored, he is just curious——

"It can't be true that you brought me here, it's just as simple as taking a walk with you!"

There should also be some other activities that are innovative and commemorative!

"I've prepared some other things, let's go!"

They all went out to play alone. Of course, you have to try the feeling of riding a horse.

It was only at the moment he saw the horse that Nioh realized that Sosan Zuomonji really wanted to gallop the horse——

On top of the ruins...

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Racing on scorched earth is a very thoughtful choice.

"The king should face his past head-on -" Sosan Zuofumi led a horse and handed the rope to Niwang's hand, "I don't know if the incident in the past has left a psychological shadow on you. I don't know. Knowing whether you really didn’t care at all that day or something, I only trust my own eyes——"

This was the real purpose of Zong San Zuowen bringing him here.

"You already know those things about the youth selection training camp. I didn't even--" Nioh laughed. He thought he was accompanying Sosan Zuomonji here to play, but he didn't expect to feel the care from someone who is like a father and a brother again. ,

"I said it - prove it to me!"

Galloping on the dust of the past and becoming the best, purest, and most unscrupulous version of yourself is what the ancestors of this land wanted to see!

They have come here many times in the past, but every time they feel comfort, heaviness and mourning. He hopes that this time Nioh can become the young man with bright clothes and angry horses...

"Do you know something?" Nioh raised his eyebrows.

People's intuition is always scary. For example, he now feels that Zong Sanzuo Wenzi is hiding something from him.

"Haha, guess..." He just smiled.

The white-haired young man got on the horse. He knew how to ride a horse. After all, the government of the time teaches everything, and being able to ride a horse is a basic skill for a samurai.

Therefore, he learned a series of sports supporting ancient martial arts such as horse riding under the guidance of swordsmen a long time ago.

But this is the first time in my memory——

With a gentle pull on the reins, the horse felt his thoughts and began to pace forward, first at a trot, and then after climbing an inexplicable pile of rocks, the horse's speed picked up. The masonry and rubble under its feet had already been counted. Years of wind, frost, rain and snow have smoothed the edges... and become the foundation stone of a new round of earth.

After all, this place is not what it used to be, and all the suffering is finally changed by time at this moment——

but……

The wind was still warm and gentle. When the wind blew the broken hair on the forehead, laughter came. This was the laughter of the past.

"..." King Ni took hold of the reins and stopped.

Unknowingly, he had run very far. This turned out to be a bridge. The place where the horse was stepping now was the river bed, but it had already been shattered by the impact of the energy at that time - the river was gone, and the bridge was gone. !

Everything is like a sea of ​​change...

but--

"Lord, please come with me!"

Zongsan's left text was gently pulled, and the horse tilted its head as if to guide Nioh. He walked forward with the pink figure in front of him, followed the path around the cedar trees, and walked dozens of steps - once to him Generally speaking, the slightly taller wall has become much smaller as his height has increased dramatically. If he stands on tiptoes and looks forward, he can even see the scene next door——

This is his way home, his way back to his home!

But after the disaster, all that was left was this wall!

"Lord, have you forgotten? To you now, this is just a year ago -"

jingle.

Somehow the sound of bells ringing came to mind.

All his thoughts returned to the past again. How could he forget? This place is——

He quickly dismounted and eagerly moved forward to touch the broken brick wall in front of him. This place, this angle drops another ten centimeters...

Nioh took a deep breath and put his palms together!

Although the palm print doesn't fit very well, how could the owner forget what is his?

After all, it is my own familiar feeling and cannot be faked!

This is the mark he put on his past self when he came here a year ago——

“I didn’t expect that it would be the one left behind after going around and around!”

Niou's eyes were complicated.