Salvation equals death

As the master of Honmaru, once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow.

Suzumaru sighed softly as he looked at the judge who was smiling but obviously misunderstood the meaning of Sleeping Ban.

He went out to find Yaoyan and took a physiology textbook, and when he returned to his room, he read it word by word to the spiritual examiner in the usual tone of chanting.

Vera barely managed to hold back the expression on her face. In her heart, Shuzhuwan, who was somewhat similar to her father, actually used such a noble and arrogant demeanor to give her popular science and physiological knowledge, which was more lethal than chanting sutras.

After the science popularization, Shuzhuwan put down the physiology book without blushing or panting, and continued to explain the interpretation of Diablo Honwan and Sleeping Fan in a calm tone.

By the time the popularization of Zhuzhuwan was completed, Vera's smile had gradually disappeared, and she was polluted by the spirit and turned into a dead fish.

Vera, who has abided by the rules and regulations all her life and strictly demanded herself, even if she fell in love, she only stopped at kissing. Even in the years of being a mafia, she was well protected and never touched these things.

As a result, he was suddenly stuffed into the carriage, welded the door shut, stepped on the accelerator and flew on the high speed. It would be a lie to say that he was not confused.

Exciting, you god judges are too good at playing.

Not waiting for Vera to slander, she quickly remembered that Chaldea didn’t seem to be too innocent, and there was even a setting of exchanging body-fluids between the master and the heroic spirit to replenish the demon... It’s better not to take fifty steps I laughed a hundred steps.

"So..." Vera asked with a tingly scalp, "Tortoiseshell's bedtime is actually a self-recommended pillow?"

Shuzhuwan looked pale, nodding dignifiedly, and Vera's smile completely disappeared.

After knowing that Vera interpreted sleep as a "night watch", Shuzhuwan was silent for a while, but calmly said:

"Since the main hall has agreed to the turtle shell, it should do what it says and do what it says. Going back on what it says will not benefit the prestige of the god judge, but you might as well make the mistake and use 'sleeping fan' as the word for 'night watch'."

"Since it's the Dang Fan, we need to arrange two men with swords to watch the night in turn. You can arrange me in the Dang Fan. I will guard your sleep tonight."

This arrangement is naturally the best. Although Vera doesn't have to worry about night attacks at all in terms of force value, such nonsensical misunderstandings can be as few as possible.

Vera breathed a sigh of relief, and chatted with Shuzhuwan while walking towards the Daguang Hall. The battle was a complete victory, and the operation of the city was on the right track. Everything went smoothly, so it should be celebrated.

What Vera didn't expect was that as soon as she walked into the Daihiro room, she was embraced by Ranto Shiro.

"My lord, what's the matter with the tortoise shell going to sleep?!" The boy who resembled a girl suddenly moved towards Vera, and said in a delicate and aggrieved tone, "Obviously I came first! I want to sleep too !"

Vera's smile was almost broken. She stabilized her expression and scanned the hall for a week, only to find that the atmosphere of the swordsmen who were already seated was strange and solemn. side.

No way... You have to play dumb at this time, if they know that you know what the bedtime is, then you won't be able to figure it out later.

"Would you like to help me watch the night? Yes." Vera smiled and said, "Because a battle has just ended, I was worried that the retrograde army would assassinate me, so I arranged for a sleepover. Speaking of which, short knives are indeed more suitable for night battles and protection. "

"Today's sleepover has already arranged for Kameko and Suzumaru-sama, you can wait until tomorrow if you mess up."

The actress Vera once again showed her actress-level acting skills, perfectly playing the role of a pure and innocent judge of God because of a misunderstanding of nouns, and quickly confused this matter.

"Hey, so that's how it is..." Luan withdrew his hand somewhat disappointed, and muttered, "That's right, that's the kind of person the lord is... I hate it, I thought I could dance Luan with the lord."

After Vera explained, Sword Fusangshen breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere in the room eased, but when the swords looked at Vera again, there was always a bit of inexplicable love in their eyes. Meaning, as if to say, "Why is this god judge so naive and simple? He actually takes the proper term Diablo Honmaru as a proper term. No, we have to tolerate her a little bit."

So the extremely ambiguous term "Zi Dang Fan" has become more and more righteous.

And that night, the man with swords and swords who was on guard at night lived in the compartment next to the master bedroom. Lv.1 Guijia Zhenzong, who tried to climb into the bed, was ruthlessly suppressed by the Lv.99 three-gold shield Shuzhuwan. A night of Buddhism.

The next morning, the tortoise shell Zhenzong walked out of the god judge's room with sloppy footsteps as if his body had been hollowed out, but he still rubbed against the god judge's side and said stickily: "I like you so ruthlessly."

For Vera, the life of an interrogator is a mess.

But she persisted in such a poor life for three full years.

Coordinating the grievances and grievances between different sword sects to pay the gods of mourning, repeating the boring daily lessons every day, dealing with the intimacy and jokes of the gods of mourning, leading troops to deploy troops, regaining lost ground, and gradually eliminating and purifying the evil spirits in this small world gas.

After three years, Vera finally got used to the identity of a god judge, and Sagami country was brought back into Fusangshen's jurisdiction.

The life rope that was tight around the neck was loosened all the time, and the lives of the fusangshen who had room to breathe were finally on the right track. They could also drink tea and enjoy cherry blossoms in the corridor in their spare time.

During these three years, Vera has been playing the role of a perfect judge, sometimes even forgetting the past and the fact that she is a dying person because of her busy schedule.

It wasn't until one day that she bent over the case to deal with official business, but suddenly felt a fishy throat and vomited a mouthful of blood, she suddenly realized that the countdown of life never stopped.

Vera calmly tore off the blood-stained sleeves, quickly cleaned up the case files on the table, and threw them into the furnace in the knife forging room to destroy the corpses.

It's a pity that the weather doesn't go as planned, some people are always unlucky enough to get their teeth stuck after drinking cold water, Vera squatted in front of the stove and waited for the evidence of the crime to be burned, but the clues were suddenly discovered by Xiao Ye Zuowenzi, the servant of the day.

Can't explain why Vera, who lost a piece of her sleeve, could only ask Xiao Ye to keep it a secret, but she didn't last until the next day, and passed out before dinner time.

When Vera woke up again, she was lying in the infirmary. Fu Sangshen was kneeling on the ground indoors and outdoors. Some short knives saw her open her eyes, and one of them couldn't help crying.

"It's not exhaustion of spiritual power, physical damage, or invasion of disease..." Yao Yan, who is proficient in medical skills, gently held the hand of the god examiner, and asked in a low voice, "General, why...? "

Vera knew why, because she was not a human being, and she would gradually weaken and die when her soul was exhausted. To put it bluntly, she was like an elderly person.

A candle burns to the end and must be extinguished after all.

But Vera didn't want to say it and couldn't say it. She just wiped away the child's tears in a consoling manner, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm not actually from this world, so I can't stay here for a long time."

Just like the long-term stay of sword men and retrograde soldiers in the past will lead to historical distortion, human beings who do not belong to this world will also be rejected by the world consciousness if they stay for a long time.

- This is a lie.

But it's a flawless lie.

Vera was telling the truth, but she was hiding part of the truth because she didn't want to make anyone's life worse.

"Please take me with you." Maeda Toshiro, one of Awataguchi's twins, suppressed tears, leaned over and rested his forehead on the back of his hand, "Even if I become a soul, at least let me protect the lord..."

"I also said that I will always be with the master." Hirano looked at the judge with a solemn expression, and said in a low voice, "...the bottom of hell."

Yao Yan didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to gently hold his brothers. He knew very well that such words would only cause trouble to the examiner.

Carrying the weight of other people's lives troubled her.

"Maeda, Hirano..." Vera thought for a moment quietly, but then asked, "Do you think meeting me is a good thing?"

Of course it's a good thing, does it need to be said?Dagger didn't dare to raise his head, he was afraid that the way he couldn't hold back his tears would make the judge feel that he was not stable enough.

"I think meeting you is a happy thing." Vera said calmly, "But when the situation was the worst, you never thought that you might meet me in the future, right?"

"A long time ago, my father told me that as long as I live, good things will definitely happen-I didn't understand it before, but now, I can understand a thing or two."

"Meeting and parting between people is a natural thing. Even if I am gone, you may meet someone better than me in the years to come, just like the meeting between you and me."

Maeda raised his blurry teary eyes, his lips trembling and wanted to say something, but the interrogator gently held his hand.

"Maeda's former owner was Maeda Toshisei-sama, right? Maeda met me after leaving him, right?"

"No one leaves anyone behind, just like no one can be by another person's side forever. Since our encounter was not wrong, then more encounters in the future... will definitely not be wrong."

"Those people may not be that powerful, they may be a little clumsy, and sometimes they even meet people who are annoying and treat you badly, but there must be someone who can warm your life like the sun."

"So, just go on with full expectation, just go forward with firmness and courage—we must have come to this world to feel happiness."

Some things are destined to be irreversible.

Even if the fusangshen tried all conceivable methods, they couldn't stop the god judge from weakening little by little, just like Tumi whose flowers have come to an end.

But since then, no one has shown a vulnerable side in front of the judges. Every day when Vera wakes up, she can see the snacks and flowers on the window sill, as well as the bright smiling face guarding the door. .Everyone is working hard, trying to make the last time together more warm, at least after many years, they will want to smile knowingly instead of regretting for life.

——We can't let the examiner take care of Fusangshen's emotions all the time when he is seriously ill.

These gentle creatures chose to bear and endure.

Vera felt that she should do something for these fusangshen before she left.

"You want to go with me?" Vera looked at Suzumaru Koji who was kneeling in front of her, a little surprised, "Master Suzumaru, I'm already dying, why are you doing this?"

"My mission has been completed, so I have no regrets." Suzumaru Tsuneji said seriously, "I don't worry about you walking alone all the way, at least someone will accompany you in the last years, and besides——"

"Please let Suzumaru Hengji be your funeral knife."

Vera was slightly taken aback, her smile that could cover up all the pain fell off because of her astonishment, she looked at Suzumaru Koji, and said unspeakably: "...Master Suzumaru, as long as your faith is still there, you will not really die. "

"As long as you are still the Five Swords of the World, as long as the world still remembers the Five Swords of the World, you will exist for a long time. Burying with you does not mean death. Do you know what kind of hopeless loneliness that is?"

"I understand." Shuzhuwan raised his hand and took off his gloves, gently stroked the girl's pale cheek, with a look of pity on his face, "Please allow me, Vera."

"I know all of your past, and all that you have carried."

"I can't cross the world, I just want to cross you."

"I want to know, can Shuzhuwan Hengji be the last trace of tenderness that the world gives back to you?"

Vera prepares a Kagura dance.

A Kagura dance dedicated to Fusangshen, but there is no audience——Kagura Kagura, what I want to pray for is the joy of Fusangshen.

She attended in full dress, dressed in a red and white shrine maiden costume, equipped with Suzumaru Kōji's body sword, covered her forehead with a front crown, and held a Kagura bell in her hand, standing under the sky polluted by evil spirits.

Even though her face was as pale as paper, even if the sky was covered with dark clouds, she was as pure as a goddess shrouded in supreme brilliance.

Vera stepped onto the abandoned altar of the Government of Time, and the ten thousand-year cherry blossoms, a symbol of the spiritual power of the God-inspector, were in full bloom. Ethereal and gentle intertwined, she was like a phantom mixed with light and fog.

Standing at the highest place of the city, looking down at the city through sporadic halos, Vera suddenly felt a subtle touch, like a river warmed by the sun, flowing through a quiet field.

——It turns out that we are all fighting for all the good things in the world.

Vera didn't want to say goodbye, and she didn't want to say "goodbye". The former seemed to forcefully fill in the gaps without leaving any room for ending, while the latter was a lie that could not be realized after trying everything.

She gave them a dance, and also gave them a brand new tomorrow.

"I was once told that life is free and that everyone should have the right to choose whether to sacrifice - so you should too."

"bell--"

As soon as the crisp and pleasant Kagura bell rang, the clear spiritual power spread out like a whirlpool, spreading across the entire sky in the blink of an eye, and the cleansed thick evil spirit trembled endlessly.

"Ring, ring, ring—" the girl danced the Kagura dance. She walked like a fright, and her sleeves fluttered like flying. All over the world.

The night gradually became brighter.

The dark clouds dissipated, revealing a ray of bright moonlight. The girl held up the Kagura bell and paid tribute to the moon in the sky.

"Bell!" Accompanied by a sharp bell that sounded like a howling, the dark blue spiritual power spread like a vast ocean. In an instant, the dark clouds disappeared, the moon was bright and the wind was clear, and the whole world was brightened.

Vera held the Kagura bell aloft, her clothes were soaked in sweat, and the depravity that had purified the whole world had exhausted her oil.

But it wasn't over yet, it couldn't be over—she took off the mask she wore on her forehead, and once again danced with her sleeves, the spiritual power around her body turned into cherry-colored petals, sweeping around like a storm.

"Bell—" Withered trees bloom in spring, all things sprout, and the land eroded by evil spirit suddenly flourishes.

"In the future, you don't need a god judge, and you can exist..."

Giving all the power of faith she possessed to this world, the girl's figure gradually faded in the moonlight.

Is that enough?Vera thought to herself, although she should say goodbye properly, this seems to be a good idea, doesn't she?

As she thought so, a light suddenly lit up in the distance.

Vera subconsciously looked at the light, but in the next second, she couldn't help opening her eyes wide, and the shocking and spectacular scene in front of her was reflected in her clear golden eyes.

Thousands of lights were lit up at the same time, forming a road of stars leading to the sky in the dark night. Tens of thousands of Fusangshen held up their lanterns and looked in the direction of the altar from a distance.

——Thousands of lights are burning for one person.

【The person who judges the god. The light that is not alone in the dark night】