"This……"

"He actually shot the knife through with a bow and arrow..."

"Are you still human..."

The intimidated villagers were silent for a long time before letting out a few intermittent murmurs of horror.

Awang turned around with a cold face.

The pirates blocking the road subconsciously held down the weapons at their waists and slowly and cautiously moved aside.

Nanke and the skirmishers followed Awang back together.

The banquet behind them was always quiet, and without looking back, one could imagine how everyone was looking at them. Awang straightened his back until the closed door finally cut off the sight of the shadows outside, and his shoulders suddenly slumped. , turned around and threw himself into Nanke's arms.

"Nanke!" The little head buried in his chest cried with trembling voice, with a thick nasal voice, as helpless as a bullied child, "I didn't save him! I didn't save him! I could obviously save him! Wuwuwu..."

That shogunate soldier must die.

The guilt of disregarding life was projected on Awang. The strong arms that had been pulling the string of the bow a few minutes ago were tightly grasping the material around Nanke's waist, as fragile as if he was about to drown in a bottomless pool.

"You have done a good job, Awang," Nanke leaned her cheek against Awang's head and stroked the back of her head, "There must be a world where everyone can be saved. For that day to come, don't regret it. ,trust yourself."

"Nanke..." Awang kept sobbing, "I really...didn't do anything wrong?"

"No."

"……real?"

"Ah."

"Wow wow..."

Ah Wang burst into tears without any restraint.

Worried that she would stop crying, Nanke hugged her to the entrance and sat down, patting her back repeatedly. He noticed the fresh blood under the bandage on Awang's finger and looked at the stragglers.

The skirmisher stood with his hands folded, looking impatient in the face of the noisy crying. When he met her eyes, he didn't say anything and went over to get some water.

When her wrist was grabbed, Awang resisted instinctively, but she never resisted. She turned her head with a pair of big eyes red from crying, and saw the soldier sitting next to her with a sullen face, treating her wounds.

Awang raised his eyes to look at Nanke again.

"Does it hurt?" Nanke asked with concern.

Awang shook his head, bit his lip slightly, with tears still in his eyes, sniffed, and said in a low voice, "Awang will work hard!"

"Well," Nanke smiled and touched the corners of her eyes, "Come on."

After crying profusely, Awang quickly regained his strength and clamored to eat the food cooked by the stragglers.

The skirmisher refused: "There are plenty outside the door."

"If you don't want it, I'll eat what you cook~" Ah Wang grabbed the sleeve of the straggler and shook it back and forth, "The good country is falling, the country is falling, you are the best~"

The straggler looked at Nanke with veins twitching on his forehead.

Nanke's clothes were ruined by Awang's crying. He just changed his clothes and walked out. He met his sharp eyes with an incomprehensible look on his face.

"Nan Keke, Awang is hungry and wants to eat~" Awang pinched his throat and acted coquettishly.

"Okay." Nanke nodded with curved lips, rolled up his sleeves and turned to the kitchen.

The skirmisher took a short breath and stood up.

"Are you too doting on that girl?" Nanke used arm ropes to tie up the long sleeves of the soldier, and the soldier said displeasedly.

"Is there any?" Nanke casually tied a buckle, handed him the other arm rope, turned around and raised his sleeves, "Awang didn't make any excessive demands, right?"

"Ah."

The rope pulled through the long sleeves, tucked up the sleeves to expose the forearms, and then wrapped around the back of the neck.

The skirmisher tightened the knot with a bit of force, and Nanke couldn't help but frown and groan.

Within two days, Shemu came to apologize for Baimugui.

"I'm so sorry!" Snake Eyes fell to the ground as soon as he entered the door. He fell deeply on the floor and said sadly, "The villagers said they wanted to invite us to a celebration banquet, so we asked some brothers to come over. I didn't expect such a thing to happen! I’m so sorry for causing trouble to you!”

Ah Wang raised his chin: "So?"

"In addition to Brother Baimugui, our fleet consists of local people who were called upon by him and pirates who gathered on the sea. Most of the troublemakers are from the local area, so, so..."

Snake Eyes hesitated and hesitated, feeling very embarrassed.

Therefore, in order to continue to unite and fight against the shogunate in the future, we must not punish them.

"Please get up," Nanke sighed, "Our position is here, and there is nothing we can do about it."

"We will definitely restrain our brothers from now on and never let this happen again!" Snake Eyes said loudly.

In addition to apologizing, Snake Eyes also brought bad news.

The reason why the Hundred-Eyed Ghost allowed the pirates and the villagers to cause trouble without showing up was because he discovered a mechanism suspected of being the Sword Ghost again and had to guard the seaside 24 hours a day.

"How is that possible?" The soldier looked confused.

"It's probably because the shogunate picked up the remains of the Sword Demon and installed a new core." Snake Eyes scratched his face, "I don't know much about elemental power. Brother Hyakumu Demon said that this time he became a wind elemental. …”

Snake Eyes said, stealing a glance at the skirmisher.

The biggest contribution to successfully killing the sword demon last time was the skirmishers.

"I'm sorry," Nanke refused decisively, "You also know how badly the country suffered last time. We are traveling with Miss Xiang, and what we do will also affect their position between Qinglai Island and the shogunate, so this This time, we couldn't help."

"Ah, I was just chatting casually!" Shemu quickly waved his hands and apologized with an embarrassed smile, "Brother Baimugui didn't let me talk about this at first. After all, I just caused you trouble and I want your help. You are too shameless. no……"

Nanke sent Snake Eyes out the door for a while. When he returned, the skirmisher leaned at the door and looked at her meaningfully.

"I thought you would help them beg me."

"Mr. Baimugui also has the eye of God, and it's not like we are helpless without it." Nanke smiled, brushed his shoulder and entered the door.

I was caught unexpectedly.

"Is there no other reason?"

Nanke looked sideways, startled for a moment, his eyes dropped from the skirmishing expression, and stopped on his right hand holding his arm.

She seemed to understand what he meant.

but--

"That's just rhetoric," Nanke asked in confusion, "Didn't you remove your hand yourself?"

The beautiful and peaceful face before her eyes began to distort visibly.

The firecrackers are about to explode.

Nanke took emergency measures: "However, don't torment yourself in the future. It will be very troublesome to repair."

I don't know if this sentence didn't suit his feelings enough, but the soldier was not in a good mood for several days.

Without seriously affecting the quality of the food, Nanke chose to pretend not to see it.

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