I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

Although he promised to help the pillars with swordsmanship guidance and training, most of these people are the kind who are busy and don't touch the ground, and they will be transferred out of the task at any time with an order.

So much so that when the training really starts, the people who come every day are different... Maybe three or four people come today, and tomorrow these people may all go out on missions, and there will be another wave of missions just now. back.

So much so that after several days of training, Jie Luo still couldn't find any rules, and she couldn't make a training plan with these people at all. In the end, she was completely anxious and thought of a way.

It doesn't matter who he came, just hit it and it's over!Hit until the opponent can't get up!

However, in the past few days, only a young man with long black hair has come here. He looks very handsome, but he looks cold and quiet. He has never said a word when he comes here every day except for a fight with Jie Luo. , I didn't even introduce myself.

Jie Luo could tell that this young man had a particularly strong talent for swordsmanship. During these two days of contact, this young man grew up almost as fast as flying.

On this day, after beating the other party up in pain as usual, Jie Luo returned the sword in her hand to its sheath, and let the boy lie on the floor covered in bruises.

Jie Luo has been in contact with this person for a few days, and she probably knows what kind of person he is. If she speaks rashly, the other party will not only ignore it completely, but even answer her with a poisonous tongue that can kill anger. Sadistic, naturally not interested in talking to him.

Holding her knife, she looked at the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky. Just as she was about to step out of the room, a cold voice came from behind her.

"They all said, you're not human."

Jie Luo: ...? ? ?

No, she kindly helped them train. Why are these people swearing behind their backs? !

She stopped, frowning.

Jie Luo turned around and looked at the boy who was lying on the ground, looking at the ceiling with a blank expression. She was about to have a seizure when she saw him speak again.

"Is there really a god in this world?" The young man turned his head, his emerald eyes were empty and empty, only the streamer was shining in his eyes.

Jie Luo paused, and most of the unknown fire that had sprung up in her heart was extinguished in an instant.

Well...it turns out that such a person is not human...

It's not like she didn't fail to notice the soldiers in the Butterfly House who stopped when they saw her. Heroic spirits' ears are more sensitive than ordinary people, so she has heard the rumors that she is a god.

Jie Luo never thought of hiding her differences from ordinary people. There are even ghosts in this world, so what's wrong with multiple gods?

She thought so, the convenience brought by the use of heroic power with peace of mind.

The main reason is that her current stats are unusually high, and with her strength in hand, she has nothing in vain.

The moment she was thinking wildly, the young man lying on the ground opened his mouth again: "If there are gods, why don't they ever protect human beings? When evil spirits eat people, where are the gods who enjoy human worship?"

While talking, the young man turned his head to look at Jie Luo. On his expressionless face, a pair of crystal clear emerald eyes were burning with raging anger.

"The gods sit high in the temple, enjoy the incense in the world, and look at the suffering in the world with a look of compassion."

"Why...? He obviously has more power than humans, but he just watched people struggling in misery and did nothing."

""Doesn't the gods exist just to protect and overcome evil?So, where were you when those people died before!Where were you when everyone was eaten by ghosts one by one! "

He stared at Jie Luo, and questioned her loudly, deafeningly.

"Tell me, my lord."

Jie Luo had already discovered that these pillars had a strange attitude towards her, neither respectful nor friendly, and they did not treat her with any special treatment because of her extraordinary status.

Of course, she doesn't want any special treatment, but since you have guessed that she is a god, at least give the god some respect!

As a result, these people not only spent her time one by one, but also hid deep anger towards her in their eyes.

Except for the water column and the wind column, these people are without exception.

She was surprised, whether she murdered and set fire or committed crimes, these people treated her like this one by one.

Hearing the words of the young man in front of her, she suddenly came to her senses.

Jie Luo originally thought that she would be very angry, and anyone who was accused for no reason would feel bad.

But unexpectedly, she was very calm.

She squatted beside the boy expressionlessly, a face that had been magnified several times was hanging above the boy's head.

Those black pupils stared at Shitou Muichiro earnestly, without anger or shame, clean and clear, like a pair of fine black jade placed in a precious brocade box.

Her facial features are exquisite and delicate, and her eyes seem to have a soft light, which makes people feel that their whole heart has been soothed with just one look, and they can't help but calm down.

At least, at this moment, Tokito Muichiro felt as if he had been poured with a basin of cold water. He was so calm that he couldn't be more calm.

He pursed his lips and looked at the girl's magnified face several times. No matter how dull he was, he could still realize that what he said just now was a bit too much for a strong man who kindly helped him train.

Jie Luo looked into his eyes, neither happy nor sad on her beautiful face.

"Hey, let me ask you a question. Everyone knows that there are 800 million gods in Japan, so can you guess which god I am?"

Shi Tou Wuichiro pursed his lips and did not speak. He has always been the kind of person who would never talk if he could ignore it. Those words just now have almost wiped out his words for half a year.

"I am the God of Swords." The girl with short black hair reaching the ears ignored his silence and said to herself.

Speaking of this, she paused, stretched out her hand, and golden ripples began to appear in the transparent air. One after another, swords emerged from those golden ripples, stayed in the air, and were neatly arranged.

Shitou Muichiro glanced at it, and saw that there were about 70 strikes of those densely packed swords.

The short sword, the sword, the sword, the big sword, the scabbard of each sword is brand new as if newly forged.

But Shitou Muichiro didn't understand what the action of the person in front of him meant.He looked at Jie Luo expressionlessly, and there was a trace of doubt in his emerald eyes.

This god, maybe she wants to show off that she has a lot of knives... It's really boring.

While he was thinking this way, the girl spoke again.

"Do you know that these swords were originally the same as you before, they can run and talk, and they are companions who went to the battlefield with me.

But do you know why, do they become like this now that they can't move or breathe? "

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, and smiled softly at Shitou Muichiro, but a thin layer of water vapor gradually began to fill those black jade-like eyes.

Although she was smiling, that smile contained countless sorrows and sorrows, which was actually uglier than crying.

"Because, in order to protect human beings, they sacrificed all their souls."

……

After saying that, she stood up, and without looking at Shitou Ichiro again, she straightened her thin body and walked towards the door of the training room.

Before Jie Luo's hand touched the door, she paused.

Her cold and calm voice echoed in the huge training hall.

"There are many unknowable enemies in this world. If you ask me what I was doing before, then I will tell you, Your Excellency Xiazhu."

"I'm protecting humans..."

"And for this... lost, all companions."

The wooden door was opened and closed, and the sound of the girl's footsteps gradually faded away, but Tokito Muichiro remained lying on the floor and did not get up.

He stared at the ceiling expressionlessly, motionless, like an unconscious dead body.

Beside the glass window at the back of the training hall, a woman dressed in butterfly feathers is leaning against the wall with her arms folded. She looks up at the sky that is dyed red by the setting sun. White clouds are floating in the sky, and several wild geese are waving their wings in line. through the clouds.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell into her eyes, coating her dark pupils with a layer of dark golden light, as delicate as the crushed setting sun.

"No matter how beautiful the sunset is, we can't delay the time for eating." With a smile on her lips, her soft voice was carried by the wind to the roof covered with blue tiles.

"Hey, you're right, Mr. Yiyong."

The man with black hair and blue eyes was lying on the roof with his hands behind his head, and his eyes followed the row of flying geese to the distance.

After Butterfly Ren found his whereabouts, the man didn't speak, he just stood up and walked to the edge of the roof, jumped off expressionlessly, and landed firmly on the ground.

"Oh? Are you going to take Mi Douzi away?!"

At that time, Jie Luo was sitting on the only single bed in the room, tightly holding the wooden box containing rice beans in her arms.

Tanjiro stood in front of Yurou, looking at the wooden box that Yurou was holding in his arms in distress.

"Yeah, because I received the mission, I'm going to support Yan Zhu. Besides, I also want to prove that Mi Douzi can really help the Ghost Killing Squad."

Having said this, his eyes fell on the wooden box, and his eyes softened a little.

"What's more, Mi Douzi and I have never been separated..."

Yurou blinked, pursed her lips, and reluctantly handed the wooden box to Tanjiro.

"What kind of mission is it, is it high level? Is it dangerous?"

Hearing her worried words, Tanjiro smiled, his red eyes shone like the surface of a lake in the setting sun.

"I don't know the details yet, but there is Yan Zhu there to support us, so it shouldn't be in any danger, Miss Jie Luo, don't worry about me."

Hearing this, Yurou tilted her head, and her words instantly broke Tanjiro's boyish heart.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about Mi Douzi."

Hearing this, the gentle smile on the corner of Tanjiro's lips became stiff instantly, and he said awkwardly: "Yes, that's how it is..."

Naturally, Yuluo didn't care what Tanjiro was thinking at the moment, she just frowned, and handed Tanjiro the tachi she was carrying with her.

"This is my favorite sword. It's called Yiqi Yizhen. It's different from ordinary swords. It's a magical sword that will never break. You can use this for self-defense, but let's talk about it first, I just lent it to you , When you come back, you must return it to me."