Ninety-three The world of humanity

"Hey, Lott, the instructor is coming! Wake up!" I remember that I often patted my shoulders anxiously and said the sounds when I was resting my sleep in class.

"Don't bother me... If the tutor really comes, you will not be able to remind me so kindly!" But I would undoubtedly ignore it and turn my body to the side that would not be affected by her, and say this.

Because that was indeed a guy who was uneasy to himself - perhaps everyone had this experience. He clearly knew his deskmate who had only been less than three days and would be responsible for waking up his sleeping self when his tutor came, but once he met that deskmate for a semester, he would stage a series of stories of "The Wolf is Coming".

It seems that such a social relationship will begin to decrease as you get familiar with it... It is hard to say that the one I faced was a young man whom I have known since I knew...

"Lotlot! Let's go swimming together today? I just happened to find a free ticket!" Of course, occasionally, that guy would also seem generous to treat guests like this, which is very consistent with the actions taken by the neighbors and young people.

"Ha? Why do you want to go swimming in the cold weather? You will become as stupid as you! Moreover, isn't the swimming pool in the city free of charge in winter?" But this guy's hobby is a bit different from ordinary people and it is unbearable.

"Lot! Are you really going to travel far? It's so incredible... I'm obviously a big fool? But how long will it take?" But no matter how close you are, you will always have a day of separation - after all, even childhood sweethearts who grow up in the same environment have different hearts and different yearnings.

In this way... parting becomes a necessity.

"How long? Minia, are you a fool? When this brave man came back, he was already a household name! Okay, remember to collect this! The dagger used by the brave man in his childhood was also the first weapon of the brave man Lott! When I become famous in the future, maybe I can change to a complete villa with a parking lot!"

Speaking confident words, handing the other party some debris that are no longer of great significance to you but have a good commemorative significance to the other party. This seems to have become a tradition of separation - at least I think so, and I do it.

Fortunately, it is not known whether it is due to fate or because of this guy's concern for his own roadblock, but in short, this guy is still very lucky to catch up with himself who was traveling first. It can be said that if he is lucky to be lost in a small city, then Minia, who is still meeting the self who is looking for in such a vast land, is lucky to be lucky.

But at this moment, I deeply hoped that this guy would not find him at that time - because the dagger left for her during the trip had been inserted into her chest by her.

"Why? Don't you believe that I can save you?" After waving Screep in his hand and killing a knight who was stunned by the hostage's sudden suicide, Lot hugged the fallen Minia and said. At the same time, perhaps after realizing that the dead hostages were no longer threatening, the remaining knights responsible for holding Minia also wisely retreated aside.

"No, I knew Lot would definitely save me!" Due to fatal injuries, Minia seemed extremely weak at this time, as if her voice might stop forever at any time, but even so, she still smiled, with a gentle smile?

But she had not finished speaking, and it seemed that she had touched the wound while speaking and felt a little painful. After taking a deep breath, she forced herself to continue saying: "But... Lott can't be without Screep. If it weren't for Screep, Lott would have many things she wanted to do, right?"

Hearing this, Lott showed a sad and ugly expression.

"Didn't Lott say it? I never want to see others crying again. Without Screep, wouldn't I have changed back to the Lott before?" Minia, who fell in Lott's arms, thought for a while, and continued to smile and said, "Although I liked it very much before, Lott is now doing what she wants to do, right? She still hopes to see...you now."

While saying this, he slowly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Lott's cheek for the last time, but due to his serious injury, it was extremely difficult.

"..." Lott was silent and held Minia's hand.

Then he said excitedly: "No, it's not like this! That 'Demon King' was right. In fact, from the beginning, everything I wanted to do was just decided according to my personal preferences, and it was not as great as you imagined!"

"Now what I want to protect... is only you who are by my side!!!!" Feeling the passing of life in my arms, I said it loudly - tears had blurred his cheeks at some point. I had clearly said that it was because I didn't want to see other people crying, but now it seemed that I could not even protect myself.

"Is that true..." Minia seemed to laugh happily when she heard this.

"That's really... sorry." But when he finally said this, the hand that Lott held fell to the ground weakly.

"..." Finally, when this scene happened, Lott felt the body that had slowly passed in his arms, his eyes began to widen in disbelief and fell silent, as if he was a sculpture for a moment.

It seemed as if the knights who were waiting for the battle around him also realized that the target had entered a state of loss of consciousness and despair at this time, which was undoubtedly a rare opportunity. Therefore, a knight who saw the opportunity had waved the rifle in his hand and stabbed Lot mercilessly at the back.

Whether it is the rifle that only regular knights can use or the armor with family emblems engraved, they all indicate that some regular soldiers are undoubtedly doing this despicable move.

However, before the rifle could penetrate Lott's heart, it was blocked by the strange sword that was covered with red rust and their purpose this time - dialysis of the human heart and the future. Can such an effect be achieved even in the unconscious state of the holder's loss of mind? The knight was shocked and thought. Finally, he knew why the lord he followed was willing to take the risk of carrying a despicable reputation and took such an ordinary girl as a hostage.

The purpose is this power... Even the most difficult human heart and future can be seen at a glance! If you obtain such ability, can anyone stop the hegemony of the adult he follows? No! The knight who thought about this quickly retracted the rifle in his hand and planned to make another killing stab.

This time he chose the head of the young adventurer in front of him - exposing such extraordinary power to the eyes of those who are interested is an irreparable mistake you have made. Looking at the silent boy kneeling on the ground, the knight thought sadly, but he, who had already been loyal to a certain lord, did not move at all in his hand.

But as the gun penetrated Lott's head, the rusty sword had torn his body into two directly, and scarlet blood splattered all over Lott's body - but he slowly put down Minia and stood up.

"Do you... just want my Screep?" Lott lowered his head and suddenly said this.

After seeing this young adventurer killing his knight so easily, a gorgeously dressed lord who was under strict protection was obviously stunned, but he didn't care too much: "Of course, right? He is thorough and understands the power of the future. I didn't expect that the existence of this sword was real! Not a legend..."

"It's a waste to use such a little kid as a weapon. If I had it, I would have greater power... No, I would become a king! It's possible to even become the master of this world!" That's right, since you have such power, it's impossible to even fight an ordinary knight! But it doesn't matter, because what I brought at this time was not just a few, but an entire army!

Even if every knight can only withstand a moment, the number of people is enough to exhaust the opponent's physical strength - ordinary soldiers and knights can replenish even if they lose it, but this amazing power cannot appear in front of you at any time!

"Okay! You guys kill him quickly! In such a remote place, no one will care even if an ordinary adventurer is killed! As for the useless hostage, he will die! Anyway, from the beginning, I don't have much hope that I can successfully exchange such a powerful treasure with such a girl!" The lord began to urge.

He didn't care much about the hostage's accidental death, or in his opinion, the only meaning of the hostage girl was to lure the young man into his ambush. Since the other party had come alone as he asked, the hostage's life and death had nothing to do with it.

"No...If you hand over Screep to you, you can return Minia to me intact, then I will present it with both hands without saying a word." Listening to the initiator's words, Lot slowly raised his head...

He opened his eyes, but did not continue talking.

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In the remote woods, this is a battlefield chosen by the lord to hide his despicable and greedy behavior in front of the residents of his own territory - but it is more of a trap set for someone... Of course, after being a trap, it will naturally become the other party's grave.

But some mistakes occurred in the prediction, but the owner of this tomb had some changes...

In this remote and messy wilderness, there is a lonely and standing figure. The whole body is stained with blood, as if it is an evil ghost from hell, but it is surprising after getting close, because this "evil ghost" is tilting his head, watching the endless sky with his lips moving, as if he is telling something.

At the same time, he was still crying.

"Is this... a human?" Lott murmured, but no one could answer his question. At his feet, there were all the broken corpses, perhaps their heads were cut off, or perhaps they were killed in half, but the only thing that was the incredible and fearful face before his death.

Indeed... I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to believe that those who have slaughtered a whole formal army are apart from the ghosts and gods from hell.

"Is this... the world I want to protect?" Lot continued, with everything around him - an army of more than a thousand people was slaughtered by him before nightfall. Although some of the remaining soldiers who escaped after realizing something was wrong, more than 80% of them were still sleeping here.

Including that lord.

"There is...nothing I want to protect."

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Not long after, Alina, who finally found the letter of kidnapping, finally arrived here, but when she came to this wilderness dyed with human blood and even attracted countless rotten creatures, she found the boy who could no longer move - the rotten crow circling here, falling to the ground from time to time to eat the flesh and blood of the corpse that had just died, but the only two bodies that had fallen on the ground, they did not dare to get close.

A great sword, which was more than one meter five, penetrated his chest, and stood upright in front of him who was lying on the ground, and nailed him to the ground. It also seemed like a tombstone, the sword stained with the blood of his master. The red rust on it looked even more bright red and unknown.

And lying next to him was a girl who was also familiar to Alina.

"This is...?!" Finally recognizing the identity of the guy who was lying on the ground and his face was dyed brightly red by blood. Alina said in a disloyal voice, then immediately squatted down beside him, and took out a large pile of bottles and jars from the backpack behind her.

"Lough, you'll be fine! I brought a lot of healing potions!"

"It's useless. Such damage is no longer as much as the potion can heal." The figure lying on the ground opened his eyelids weakly. It was obviously not dead, or even not dead. At this time, he seemed in good spirits. No wonder those rotten creatures would disturb him in the future.

After looking at the girl who tried to pull Screep out of her body with difficulty, Lott didn't respond. After a faint look, he looked away: "And I committed suicide, no one can kill me... Just these trash? Don't joke, they don't even have the possibility of even a moment of touching me."

"Self... suicide?" Hearing this, Alina showed an incredible expression and even paused the movements in her hand.

"Yes, do you know why, since I obtained Screep, I have become stronger and stronger? Even now I am far stronger than its holders of all generations." Lott continued to look up at the stars in the sky and said calmly.

"?" Alina showed an unexpected expression, but immediately said: "Don't say that these are all gone, you won't die, right? Just being pierced through the heart will not cause fatal injuries to you now!"

"Of course, but I'll still die here." Lott shook his head and said.

"Everyone killed by Screep, a small part of his power, skills and experience will continue to exist within Screep. In this way, as the more people killed this sword, the stronger the person holding it will become. But it is better to intercept the power of the person being killed, than to intercept part of his fragmented soul..." But then he continued to speak out.

"Then you..." Alina asked suddenly when she thought of something.

"Yes, now I will continue to exist in this world as one of Screep's consciousnesses." Lott said this, suddenly opened his eyes unwillingly, revealing a look that Alina had never seen before, which made her feel scared.

"But because I am the holder of this sword, this sword will still be dominated by my consciousness, and I will influence every generation of Screep holders... Even if the next generation of holders fails to fulfill my long-cherished wish, there is still the next generation! I will always curse it, and I will watch the day when this ugly world perishes with my own eyes!!"

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However, what happened here was not immediately known. When Rorona and others knew about this, they were on the wanted order that they had accidentally seen on the wall one day?

The above is the image that Lott made Rorona and others familiar, and what is mentioned above is the information that this guy cruelly killed a lord and his knights and was rewarded with 50 million gold coins by this country.

"Huh? Why is this guy also wanted to be the same as us? Isn't he a brave man?" Alan, who had slightly changed his appearance, asked strangely.

And the same was true for the others next to him at this time, but such a small change would be enough. After all, what they did was not a big deal, and almost no one would remember what they looked like.

"It must have been wronged, right? I heard Rorona say before, that's still a guy with a sense of justice?" Eve, who was beside her, thought about it and said casually, but her tone was a little relaxed.

"Haha, who knows." But Rorona, who was standing by, showed a disapproving expression, and even continued with some expected smiles, "But the brave are just self-deception tricks. Have you ever heard of the brave men who appeared in the peace era?"

"This...is not, but it has nothing to do with the fact that there are no strong enemies, right?" Allen thought for a while and answered in embarrassment.

"But it's not just this reason, it's mainly because of human heart... After all, humans are an ugly creature that will never reach life and death, and will always think about their own interests." Rorona murmured: "It's better to say that humans like this are things that should be protected, it's better to say that they are just 'devils' that eat up this world, right?"

After saying this, he let go of his hand, and then the wanted list was blown by the sudden wind and drifted into the distance...

"Ah?" Allen was left with a confused head.

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Chapter completed!