The story of justice as a Tucao servant

53. Do you like salt?There's—inexhaustible salt?

How long has it been?

a year?ten years?century?millennium?

In this seemingly endless wait, I have even forgotten who I am.

I witnessed that white-haired boy become a brave man admired by everyone.

I have been guarding him all the time.

Until he no longer needs my protection.

Then I fell asleep in the church bathed in light.

The long wait and the boundless loneliness made me gradually go crazy.

Every year, many teenagers come to me and ask for my approval.

But it is absolutely impossible for them to qualify as my master.

Just when the last name was about to be swallowed by the void, a red-haired boy came to me.

He looks exactly like me.

It should be said that I am him, and he created me.

He pulled me up.

I gradually recalled the bits and pieces of the time when I was him, memory.

His efforts, his friendships, his justice.

But I can't stop the track of history.

Watching him sad, watching him go crazy, watching him fall in love with the most disgusting person, watching him being betrayed.

I have absolutely no power to stop it.

The current me is just a sword that is difficult to communicate with him.

{My name is Bomanit, please take care of me in the future! }

This is the name the boy gave me.

I gradually fell in love with him, with Fevi Andiniz.

My former name——

Fei Aiwei Andinis.

Now I'm just his sword.

But I believe——when I wake up again, this damn ring will be broken.

【La la la la, la la la...】

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"Well......"

The sun shines through the green shade and branches, turning into mottled light and shadows, embellishing the sleeping face of the red-haired boy like an angel.

The forest in the northern border is filled with light mist in the early morning, and the evergreen leaf tips are decorated with frost like stars.

"Where is... where? Bahamut." The boy asked his favorite dragon, shaking his head resting on the man's lap.

The headache was severe, and the boy kept rubbing his temples, trying to relieve the dizziness that hit him.

"This is Majiko Forest on the border of Whitebill. Because it's too far away, I kindly carried you to the destination of this mission overnight."

Gently stroking the boy's messy red hair due to his bad sleeping appearance, the man stretched out his hand and helped the boy up from the ground.

"Good morning, my knight."

"Thank you." The boy blushed, a little embarrassed.

This time, the entrustment was sent by a lord of the Whitebill Kingdom, a country on the northwest side of Averode.It seems very urgent.

(Let's go to the territory to inquire about the situation first.) The boy thought, picked up the golden blue miniature dragon that had become the size of a balloon, and walked towards the town outside the forest.

Majiko Forest is the habitat of goblins, which is also the hometown of the principal's old hag. It has a splendid magic civilization.The destination of this trip is Kasisshof, a town near Majiko.

(The smell of overused magic is worthy of the elves.) Holding his nose, the boy sighed in his heart.

The entire forest has been cast with the magic of [magic], a high-level attribute, in order to prevent travelers passing by from disturbing the goblin's afternoon tea.

"It's not so much an illusion, it's better to say it's the cause and effect of distorting the cognition of passers-by. It's really a remarkable civilization." Said Xiaolong nestled on the boy's chest.

"..." The boy didn't answer.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just feel a little uneasy." The boy shook his head and accelerated his pace.

(It's just that I feel very uneasy. This uneasiness only occurs during the blood moon, and it should not appear in January.) The young man thought.

Because I couldn't figure it out, I simply let it go.

When the roof in the distance was already looming, the sun also stepped into the center of the sky, exuding a somewhat scorching aura.

(Winter sun....... is that so?)

The bitter wind from the northern region hit the thin body of the red-haired boy, but the flames died down because of the thin layer of flames, unable to penetrate the boy's body at all.

!!!

There was no one on the wall that was supposed to be heavily guarded, and the city gate was opened casually, blown by the howling wind, making a "creak, creak" sound.

The long-accumulated dust and sand danced in the city with the wind. The houses had obviously been vacant for a long time, and only the rats were still carnival here.

"What's going on here! It's been less than two days since the entrustment was delivered!" The red-haired boy shouted in panic, as if to vent and reflect what was wrong before.

It seems that this place has been abandoned for a long time, and it can't be a day or two.

"Hehe, it must have been abandoned in the first place, and someone used the name of Kasishof to tease you, right?" The dragon that had reverted to human form put his arm around the boy's shoulders and whispered.

"Impossible! No one would dare to make such a life-and-death joke on the mission of the Mercenary Association!" The boy broke free from the man's hand and shouted.

"But what the eyes see, can it be fake? In that case, why not fulfill my long-cherished wish first, my hero. Don't you like me?"

"Yes, yes. But the people from Kasishof . . . "

"After you help me, the hero who continues to save justice, you can slowly search for clues. After all, the magic of time can also achieve the ability to speed up the time of a city, right?"

"...Understood, what should I do?" asked the red-haired boy who lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Go to Otter Lake, my obedient and lovely brave."

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Lake Otter is a large lake shared by three countries.

Gilman, Ryder, and Whitebill all border on this clear lake bestowed by the gods, so its geographical location is also very important. Kasisshof is a commercial city near Lake Otter on Whitebill's side.

(Would such a city really be destroyed in one day without anyone noticing?)

By the time the red-haired boy arrived at the lake port, the flaming sunset had covered the orange sky.

It was clearly a famous freshwater lake, but the boy could smell a strong salty smell—it was the smell of sea water.

Forcibly suppressing the growing uneasiness in his heart, the boy asked the dragon beside him, "What should I do next?"

(...How well-behaved, such a brave man really makes people feel distressed, hehe.) The man thought so from the bottom of his heart.

Licking the boy's earlobe, the man smiled and said, "It's at the bottom of the lake, the remains of the gods. It's a pity that I can't enter, but let me take you there!"

While speaking, the man transformed into a golden blue dragon, let the boy ride on his back, spread a layer of golden blue enchantment around his body, and got into the lake.

A round of full moon had already hung high in the dark sky that had not yet entered the silence, and the lake surface reflected a blood-red color.

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This is a temple submerged in water.

From time to time, it also emits a looming red light.Countless magic lines wrapped it airtight.

"From now on, only you as a brave man can enter. I have written all my wishes on it. Please help the poor one, Mr. Brave." Pushing a scroll into the hand of the red-haired boy, the man pretended to be The tone that ordinary civilians would use when they were being helped.

"Get out!" The young man raised his head arrogantly, and said cooperatively, "Is what you said wrong, then let me, the righteous one, save you!"

Aside from a certain dragon, the young man wrapped in various defensive circles withstood the water pressure and stepped into the ancient temple that no one had ever cared about.

Without encountering the slightest obstacle, he easily entered the inner side of the temple.

"It's spectacular!" the boy exclaimed.

The majestic hall, after thousands of years of scrubbing, still has the momentum of the past. The young people who enter it are like a tiny drop in the ocean, looking up at the entire universe.

Walking to the end of the temple——now reflected in the boy's eyes is a huge stone wall filled with incomprehensible characters.

(Next, it should...) The boy opened the scroll given by the man—unexpectedly, there was a newspaper wrapped inside.

:

"The Pile of Salt in the God's Book Suddenly Appeared on Lake Ott! "

"God's Judgment?All inhabitants of Kasishof are salinized! "

"Lake Ott has turned into a salt lake. Although the salt pile has disappeared, the surrounding area has been severely damaged. "

This is the Gilman Federal Journal, and the date is - April NO.11 of this year.

This is the mocking of the dragon.

The blood moon was hanging high, and it was already completely dark outside.

(Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!) This is the brain of a young man filled with killing intent.

Just like back then.

[Destroy it] This is the dragon's long-cherished wish.

【Destroy the wall of this god's gift】

It is not an exaggeration to say that the brave man who was demonized by the blood moon is a beast without reason.

Today is blood moon day.

The boy fell asleep for four months.

(Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!)

[Destroy it] There are only these in my mind, and only these are left.

The golden blue giant sword swung towards the wall of God.

A machine that allows everyone to learn magic.

"Bam—"

torn apart.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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The temple is rising.

Break free from the shackles of water and fly to the sky.

The grand and majestic temple, after a thousand years of slumber, is once again displayed in front of the world.

The entire Otter Lake is covered by this ever-enlarging temple.

"Demonic Moon, please revive hatred and sorrow!"

The man with golden blue hair held something and raised his arms and shouted.

That's a pile of salt.

A pile of salt formed by the sacrifices of tens of thousands of people.

"Well, it took a lot of work to get this salt pile. If it wasn't for the fact that the troubled goblins accidentally discovered the magic circle and reminded Kasisshof's gang, even this flawed mission There won't be any." The man murmured to himself.

"Under the leadership of the son of the blood moon! Angry monsters! People full of hatred! It's time for revenge!"

With the magical blessing of the salt pile, the world is dyed in crazy colors.

"Let us kill those hypocrites, and let the human beings whom God loves be stained with blood!"

This will be an unprecedented beast tide in history.

The entire Anvirod, the entire world of Warcraft is going crazy at this moment.

The young man stood at the mouth of the temple, his blood-colored pupils were tainted by chaos, and he no longer looked as good as before.

The healthy and lively smile turned into an evil grin.

The man respectfully offered the life-severing gray-white sword—the sword of nothingness, transformed from a pile of salt.

"King, this is the weapon you should have."

"Please lead your people to charge!"

Tonight is destined to be a night of despair.

Because of magic, people are doomed to be divided by a stricter hierarchy.

And the boy will become a devil.

The king of monsters is - the brave man.

A brave man tainted by a blood moon.

"I like you, but it's just like a toy that you can throw away casually. It's not love~"

The man whispered again in the crazy boy's ear with a magnetic voice.

"I said, I want to take revenge on the God of Creation and everything about him. You are one of them."

"With you like this, he must be very sad, right? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The golden-blue giant sword was abandoned, and the young man held the gray-white magic sword and led his legion to avenge mankind. —What a dramatic repertoire!

Today is the boy's birthday.

"Happy birthday."

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The hero of justice, his story has come to an end.

Now it will be the story of a demon unworthy of a hero.

{Fei Aiwei...everything will pass. }

{Please let me take all of this for you. }

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