The scene became increasingly chaotic.

Some people even asked Yu Yuchang to behead him as an apology.

Why has it still become like this?

Reverse black and white, distort right and wrong?

"Master Yuyu!" Nanke pushed the back of the person in front of him and tried to squeeze in to defend him, but even his voice was drowned, "No... um!"

The voice was suddenly covered by a hand.

"Shh." The bamboo hat with gauze hanging down covered her face, and the body temperature against her back was extremely familiar.

"Come with me."

Through the swaying gauze curtain, the steps of the skirmishers were swaying, and their expressions were unclear.

Nanke was pulled all the way into a hidden shabby house.

Light leaking roofs, straw on the ground, and empty bamboo fences.

It's the goose shed where Awang used to live.

As soon as he entered the door, the skirmisher let go and leaned to the ground.

Nanke quickly hugged him with quick eyes and hands: "Fall of the country?!"

She wanted to help him sit up, but a backhand pressed her shoulders, and her back hit the earth wall behind her hard.

The bamboo hat rolled to the ground.

"Why are you still alive?" The skirmisher's eyes were horribly red, and he stared at her fiercely.

Nanke's heart felt as if someone had punched him hard.

"Where's Niyu?" he asked again.

That's it again.

Nanke's nails dug deeply into her palms, but she still couldn't control the sourness rising in her nose.

"I'm sorry," tears rolled down her face, and she couldn't even raise her hands to cover them up. She could only tilt her head to avoid the eyes of the stragglers, "I'm the only one who survived...I'm sorry..."

The fingers pinching her shoulder bones tightened for a moment.

Then relieved.

The soldier closed his eyes and frowned tightly, showing that he wanted to cry but tried his best to restrain it.

Nanke was not at fault, he knew it.

The skirmisher suddenly lowered his head and buried his face into Nanke's shoulder.

"If you dare to speak out, you will be dead." His voice was trembling and dull.

The dark purple hair under his eyes was fluffy and messy, forming a soft spiral at the back of his head. Nanke was startled, bit his lip, and slowly loosened his pinched fingertips, stroking it: "...No."

Her tense nerves relaxed.

original.

There are people who don't blame her for not dying.

The dampness and heat penetrated the fabric of their clothes, and neither of them made a sound.

After a long time, the door creaked.

The skirmisher quickly raised his head, and Nanke turned aside to wipe the corners of his eyes. When he raised his eyes again, it was Awang running in with a few potatoes in his pocket: "The country collapsed, I stole food... and came back..."

Seeing Nanke, Awang was startled, suddenly his mouth dropped, he didn't want the potatoes in his arms, and rushed towards him crying and shouting.

"Nan Ke, where have you been these past few days! I'm so worried about you..."

"I'm sorry, Awang," Nanke hugged her back, "I'm back."

"I thought you were dead too..."

Patting the squirming Awang on the back, Nanke slowly regained his composure.

I thought that the events after Niwa's death were due to the pressure from the shogunate, but I didn't expect that it was all caused by the people Niwa once wanted to protect.

Niwa's words to her still ring in her ears.

"...Nan Ke, in this world, there are often more bad people than good people."

it is true.

It's just that she was greedy for the warmth of the safe haven and deliberately ignored the malicious intentions.

Nanke turned his head and looked at the skirmishers.

He picked up the bamboo hat and put it on his head, hiding his expression and sitting aside, especially quiet.

Her resurrection, her origin, the past and future that cannot be changed, and that he will be deleted by the World Tree, these things must be explained clearly to him.

Nanke touched Awang's head in his arms again.

"Awang, why are you here? Where is Guimu?"

"Ugh..." Awang raised his head, the tip of his nose was red from crying, "Guobeng's leg was broken, so I went to Jianxiong's medical book to cure him, but I was so useless... Guimu said there was nothing I could do. He saw the shogunate soldiers coming and asked us to hide first..."

Nanke's heart sank as if a stone had been lifted.

"When Guimu and I said we wouldn't leave, he beat me and said that I was the child of a criminal and shouldn't have been with them in the first place." Awang shed more and more tears. "I'm not. It’s different from a villain who doesn’t know how to thank everyone for his kindness, but does whatever he wants to do evil to everyone. Why can’t I be with Katsuragi..."

"Because you are a good child, Awang," Nanke comforted her softly, "Guimu wants you to live well."

"I will live well!" After Awang shouted, he suddenly stopped breathing, "Nanke, will Guimu die?"

Nanke wiped the tears from her cheeks, pursed her lips and didn't answer, looking at the stragglers out of the corner of her eye.

It happened that the skirmishers were also looking at her.

His eyes were stunned for a moment, and then his pupils shrank slightly. Within a few seconds, suspicion and alertness appeared, and his expression became tense.

He noticed it.

I don't know whether it was because of his injured legs, Awang's presence, or something else. Unexpectedly, the skirmisher didn't take action directly, but chose to question him with his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just remembered it myself." Nanke whispered, "And... just think that I came after you. After you left, Xumi A doll claiming to be a wanderer appeared. Nasida gave him your memory as a backup. Do you understand the meaning? "

"Ha," the skirmisher sneered, "You mean, I failed?"

Nanke couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

He held the hat in front of his forehead: "It's ridiculous..."

"Honestly, I now..." Nanke frowned, "I don't know what to do at all. Lord Niwa can't come back, and I don't know how to prevent you from being deleted. And next, Lord Gogo and Katsuragi, I also……"

History cannot be shaken.

This is true in the future, and it was true in the past.

Nanke knew it, and precisely because he knew it and was actually here, he felt the insignificance and helplessness of human power even more.

And she's afraid -

Afraid that I would have to watch everyone leave, afraid that I would be left alone again, but because I was an Adventer, I couldn't even die together.

"Nan Ke?"

Nanke's face was pinched.

She regained consciousness and lowered her eyes, with tears still hanging in her eyes. She blinked her big eyes full of confusion: "What are you talking about?"

Nanke reluctantly raised his lips: "It's nothing."

"Tell me how to save people." The voice of the boy next to him laughed sarcastically.

She looked over in shock.

"If I were a dead fish on the chopping board, maybe I would accept all this honestly," those rose-colored eyes were filled with arrogance all the time, "Nan Ke, don't forget why I came here. .”

Nanke's eyes slowly lit up.

My heartbeat was racing a little out of control.

I don't know if it was because of his words, or because it was the first time I heard my name from his mouth.

"That's right," Nanke raised his lips after a while, "I don't really want to be a dead fish either."

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