[Comprehensive] I have become a goddess or a goddess again

On the boulevard, two teenagers were sitting on an old-fashioned bicycle and talking—this kind of environment made people feel very happy, and it was a rare coolness in summer.

"By the way, Liu, what do you want to do in the future?"

The boy sitting in front of the car, controlling the direction and balance, tilted his head slightly back. In order to ensure that the boy sitting in the back could hear clearly, he deliberately amplified his voice.

Tightly hugging the waist of the young man in front of him, Bishuiliu thought for a while, and then said uncertainly: "Ah...it's too early to think about such a thing now."

Hearing the uncertain answer from the boy behind him, Aida Chihiro added: "It's not too early for this kind of thing...it's about what kind of person you want to be in the future."

"What about you, Chihiro?"

"I want to be like a king."

Frowning, Bi Shui showed a dumbfounding expression, and said bitterly: "That... Qian Yu, I often hear you say some strange things recently."

King or something, this kind of thing only exists in the game world... or novels and comics.

As if thinking of something, Bi Shui Liu said, "Ah... By the way, Qian Yu, the sword at your house is real, right? Isn't it dangerous? Keep this sharp weapon at home."

"Haha, you mean 'righteousness', this is the sword given to me by the king, it will not be in danger. I am very powerful!"

"Ahaha...Sorry, Chihiro, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Thinking of this, Bi Shui Liu sighed imperceptibly, and stared blankly at his friend's thin but reliable back—Since a year ago, Qian Yu has changed a lot.

Chihiro's father seems to be a staff member of a government agency. He died in the line of duty or something, probably engaged in a dangerous job like a secret agent.

Originally thought that Qian Yu would be depressed for a while, and he was ready to accompany him.However, he didn't expect his friend to come out of grief so quickly and find a new purpose in life—or, it would be more accurate to say that he started a new life.

However, it was also from then on that Qian Yu started to say some things that he couldn't understand at all.It should be said that he understands it, but he finds it very unbelievable—Qianyu...he won't be addicted to games...but he didn't find any game discs at his home, and there were no games secretly installed on the terminal. System, such behavior school is not allowed.

But... Maybe this is a good thing, at least, it won't be sad.

Such a comfortable, peaceful and beautiful time, Bi Shui Liu thought it would go on forever, until that happened...

When the great sword fell from the sky, sound and color disappeared from this world.

"Flow! Flow! Flow faster than water! Where are you!"

It was as if someone was calling him... who was it?Why is it so familiar.

"Flower than water, you bastard! Respond when you hear it!"

He wanted to respond to that person, but all his efforts were in vain.As far as he could see, there was darkness, and he was pressed by something heavy. It was so uncomfortable. His heart seemed to be about to shatter, and bursts of severe pain came from his chest.

Is he going to die... No, he can't just compromise like this, he wants to live and live well.

[Liu, what do you want to do in the future? 】

This is the voice of that person.

What does he want to do in the future?This is really a difficult question to answer.

It's not because I can't answer, it's just that there are too many things I want to do, and I don't know what to choose for a while.

So... let's do all these things, if he can survive.

If you get the power to fight against fate...

Something appeared in his world, connected to his heart, beating with it.

After a while, it becomes clearer and clearer.

What appeared below him was a huge stone slab with fantastic patterns. The green light emitted from the gap became more and more intense, and finally concentrated in one place.

Some memory flooded into his mind and was connected.

A huge sword appeared in the sky—this is the sword of Damocles, which symbolizes royal power.

Looking up at the giant sword, Feng Shengwu hugged the boy in his arms with a sarcastic and numb expression.He left the ruins full of death and sorrow without looking back.

……

He survived, they survived, but lost their king forever.

The boy with the sword unfolded the sanctuary, forming an indestructible barrier, and the huge impact and the bursting air and stones couldn't hurt him at all.

Standing on the edge of the ruins, the eyes are full of scars.

Holding the sword hilt tightly, the boy rushed into the ruins, looking for something.

"Flow! Flow! Flow faster than water! Where are you!"

"Answer me when you hear it! You bastard!"

……

The place that was previously covered by a tyrannical atmosphere now only remains a dead silence, and the dust and smoke in the sky has not yet dissipated, adding a bit of heaviness.

"Bishuiliu you bastard! Didn't you agree to see my swordsmanship?! Why didn't you answer me!"

Knowing that all the calls are futile, and also aware of the fact that his friend who has no strength around him has left, the young man cried bitterly and fell down among the ruins, tightly holding the sword named 'righteousness' in his arms —It was the only thing he had now.

In addition to the painful feeling of his friend's death, there is also a kind of sadness of his faith being destroyed-the fact that his king, the only king he agrees with, no longer exists, is the most unacceptable thing for him.

He remained in this position until night fell.The figure of the boy disappeared among the ruins. During this period, personnel who dealt with the incident and cleaned up the mess passed by, but the figure of the boy could not be found.

No one found out and couldn't find out.

The moment the sword fell, the young man who had gained extra abilities stood quietly in the ruins, without covering up, and did not deliberately make any noise, just watching the people in front of him keep busy.

Some surviving wounded were carried into the ambulance, but more were bodies that had turned into ashes, pools of blood left under the stones, and smoke that had not yet settled in the air.

His friends are gone, and his king is buried in the ruins.So... why did he survive?As a survivor, as an outcast, what's the point of living?

Raising the saber in his hand and pointing it at the deadly part of his abdomen, the boy wanted to end his own life with his own hands, and sleep in the ruins with his king—using this sword called righteousness.

[This sword is named 'Righteousness', I hope you can become a righteous person and guard order in the future. 】

The king's words were still echoing in his ears, and after maintaining this movement for a while, the young man put the sword back into the scabbard—he will live on, as a continuation of the king's life, and carry out the king's righteousness.

The boy, who was not noticed, shuttled among the people coming and going, and left this place full of sadness and despair slowly and firmly.He didn't look back, and won't look back, until he reaches the end of the world.

[Xiaoqi, it's such a big pit when you come up, it's so exciting!The world is really interesting! 】

The young man called Aida Chihiro, should be number seven, rubbed his fingers lightly at the saber at his waist, and his expression looked very enigmatic—although it is somewhat unreasonable to use this word on a ten-year-old boy. .

"Baby~ So this task is not easy, because there is no clear departure time."

[Strive to complete the task as soon as possible, look after you, Xiaoqi. 】

"of course."