At night after the snow stopped, the side of the city wall was particularly cold.

People walked in the dark waves, like boats tossing in the waves.

Su Mingan turned around and saw a black umbrella at the entrance of the alley.

The cold wind poured into his collar, and the necklace with the photo tucked around his neck rattled.

Under the umbrella, the silent red-haired girl was holding the wooden sculpture in her hand and watching him calmly.

"One of the virtues of knights is sacrifice," she said, "and after killing the Demon King, a hero can't go home safely."

She stared at him with an unprecedented calm in her eyes.

"Everyone is mortal," she said. "Instead of decaying in the future, or walking on an endless road, it's better to stop here. At least ... someone will remember."

"It is the most meaningless act to turn other people's memories into their own tombstones." Su Mingan said.

He walked past her and heard her very quiet voice.

"Rin, those who have passed through your life should not be your regrets." Naraku said, "Remember her, always remember her, and go on."

"Who are you talking about?" Su Mingan was keenly aware of the deviation in her words.

But Naraku was like a still tombstone, not meeting his gaze.

"The sadness and regret for the deceased... don't need to accumulate in your chest, never forget it. I don't want you to completely forget her, nor do I want you to endure the sadness." Naruo said: "She just... wants to go home. "

"You didn't wake up?"

Su Ming'an had already noticed that her state was not right.

The red-haired girl suddenly turned around.

The thin moonlight after the snow shone on her face, she reached out and held a small wooden sculpture in her hand.

It was a woodcarving in the shape of a young man. It could be seen that it had been carefully portrayed, and every corner was just right, comparable to the work of a master.

She stared at him blankly, and suddenly a bright smile appeared.

"Give you."

As if she had suddenly changed into a person, in her eyes that had remained indifferent and sad just now, a child-like joy flashed for a moment.

Like sunlight suddenly falling into her eyes, dispelling the haze in it, she smiled so pure, like a piece of white paper that has not been painted with color.

She raised her hands up, like holding the child's favorite teddy bear, and presented the small wooden sculpture in front of him.

"Here." Her smile widened.

Su Ming'an was a little stunned, he didn't understand how Naruo became like a schizophrenic.

He was still saying some eulogy in front of him, but suddenly a child-like silly smile appeared in the back.

He took the wooden sculpture, and the system prompt jumped out.

[You get a prop (Naraku's wood carving)]

[(Naraku's wood carving): There are no special props with added value. It can be seen that it has been carefully carved by her and can be stored in her personal space for collection. 】

A small message is engraved on the wood carving:

【When you wake up in the silent dawn,】

【You will see me soaring high. 】

...

"Thank you." After all, this was a prop, and even though it was of little value, Su Mingan accepted it.

The smile on Naraku's face grew brighter as he turned to leave.

"Rin." She said with a smile, "I'll teach you how to practice guns tomorrow."

"good."

Su Mingan passed her.

As he passed her, he noticed a strand of white hair on her temples.

"Naruo, it's snowing no more, you can put away your umbrella and be careful at night." He gave a symbolic reminder and walked towards his house in the East District.

"good."

Naruto turned around and looked at him with a pair of confused eyes.

"but,"

she says:

"...Who is Naruto?"

...

When Su Mingan returned to the East District, the streets here were still quiet.

As the residents all moved out, it was a dead street right after the feast.

The cold wind poured into the collar, Su Mingan opened the door of the room, and walked towards the bed with a clear goal.

"Ding ding--"

The necklace on his neck rattled, Su Mingan took off the necklace and glanced at its properties.

...

[Immortal Pendant (red level): "Captain, please take it... to see the world I haven't seen, and make the journey that I haven't finished yet."

Durability: 0/0 (Due to the "Immortal" trait, this item does not lose durability.)

Equipment requirements: Player Su Mingan (unique).

Active Skill (Immortal): Use it on any dying NPC or player to forcibly extend its life for ten seconds. The cooling time is half a day, and can only be used once for the same person. 】

...

This is a special skill equipment that does not have combat characteristics. In some special occasions, it can be used as a "combat continuation" skill that can be used repeatedly.

"..." Looking at this line of messages on the equipment interface, he looked away.

After finishing the harvest, he suddenly felt extremely tired.

Every time he passed a dungeon, he felt that he was gradually losing something. After Shelude died, this sense of loss became more and more obvious.

It seems that every second of life, something flows like fine sand, which is a kind of confusing but unstoppable feeling of panic.

In the upper right corner, the barrage is still noisy as always. They seem to be very sad about Xie Lude's death, and it is difficult to understand why Su Mingan didn't forcibly save the other party.

In their opinion, life is the most important thing, and there is no need to sacrifice their lives for a group of NPCs.

Su Ming'an didn't watch these barrages anymore.

He lay down on the bed.

...

The blood-red sky was as dull as ever.

Golden Mars floats in the air, like a **** on earth ravaged by magma.

Su Mingan opened his eyes and walked onto this crimson land. The small sand table at the door of the church floated in front of him.

Thousands of puppets of different shapes and shapes appeared in front of his eyes with the "swoosh" white light, and the battle was extremely spectacular.

It is now the fifth level of "The Demon King and the Brave", and he continues his previous actions.

He properly arranged the battle situation, deliberately incited the war, so that the armies of both sides could fight meaninglessly, and collected the energy generated by their hatred and death to strengthen his Demon King City.

But now, he already knew,

This is not a playful resource placement game.

Floating in front of me, like a toy-like sand table,

...that was the **** and **** war that took place in the real history of Praia.

On the sand table, armored model soldiers like small red and blue chess pieces,

...that's a life truly sacrificed in war.

He watched the armies of both sides fight, and watched the numbers of both sides decrease little by little, and then increase little by little... Old soldiers were dying on the front line, and new soldiers were joining them.

[There are always soul hunters who die. 】

[But there are always people who have been becoming soul hunters. 】

...

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what his grandmother held his hand and persuaded him when he first came to Praia.

All the unreasonable phenomena gradually became reasonable in the battle in the small sand table.

This is a world where we have to hurt each other in order to survive.

Humans and Souls, Souls and Souls, Humans and Humans.

In this morbid way of life, people deviate from their original intentions and gradually coexist with pain.

Contain the dirt and endure the humiliation, and survive.

... but there will always be people like Sheruther.

Su Ming'an stretched out his hand to coordinate the battle between the two sides, sparking a war of hatred.

...

[Their deaths must not be meaningless, I command them and carefully arrange the ending of each of his people. 】

[——I allow everyone to work hard for a tomorrow. 】

...

On the sand table, there are two armies facing each other, one army's armor is red, and the other army's armor is blue.

In the fight, a golden chess piece appeared.

——【Brave】.

The brave appeared in this land.

On the head of this chess piece, there is a line of small characters. If you don't look carefully, you will really miss it.

【The Despicable One of the Betrayed Heaven and his Companions】

The vile of the kingdom of heaven still betrayed.

can not avoid.

Because this is a fact that has already happened in reality.

...

The high-pitched system voice sounded, with an eerie passionate tone:

【——My esteemed Demon Lord! 】

[With the passage of time, "The Brave" and his partners appeared! 】

[I believe that after so long in business, you already have the strength to fight against it! 】

[You are the great demon king who guards the castle, please fight to the death with the hero who will come to challenge you in the future! 】

[Please - this "brave" who is trying to subvert your rule, beheaded! 】

[Pour out your anger into this world! Let darkness cover the world, endless flames burn the entire land, and make the world a blood prison...]

...

Hearing the high system voice, Su Mingan only felt sarcastic.

"I kill myself?" he said.

The system voice completely ignored his meaning.

It just continued to shout to itself, its **** emotion, it seemed to only infect itself.

That is the report of the battle situation from the sand table:

[The battle situation is reversed! 】

[The appearance of the brave unifies the armies of both sides! Your soldiers (Golden Rose), (Black Lover), (Divine Radiance) have lost contact. 】

[As a demon king, you play in the world, and you control the armies of both sides in the world—you need to incite them to fight and cause them to die to gain sin value! 】

[However, a truce between the red and blue armies has occurred, the number of deaths has been greatly reduced, and your source of strength is failing. Please get the sin value as soon as possible! 】

[Distance to target sin value: 87980 (pausing)/100000 (If the target value is not collected before the end of this level, your level will be declared a failure.)]

After saying this, the system's voice faded, and Su Ming'an had an extra blue option in front of him.

The blue light jumped, as if tempting him to press as soon as possible.

He stared at the blue option, motionless, as if engulfed in perpetual stillness.

On the sand table, the armies of the two sides have stopped the **** war and seem to have fallen into a state of armistice.

Behind the sand table, among the simulated city buildings, the lights are brilliant, and the gorgeous fireworks are blooming in the air.

Red and green Christmas lights are strung in the rectangular-shaped Sim City, and there is a faint sound of singing.

...

"Wherethetreetopsglisten (the green tree is shining)~"

"Andchildrenlisten (children stop and listen)~"

"—Mayyourdaysbemerryandbright (—May you be happy every day

...

He had heard this piece in Praia, on a snowy night, when the feast of the sea had begun.

At that time, when Noel walked in from outside the house, this Christmas song came in through the crack of the door like a flowing stream.

The Demon King represents the gods, and the sand table represents Praia, which is an inescapable fact.

At this moment, there is no room for luck.

He closed his eyes and held out his hand.

The red sparks beat in his ears, and when he stretched out his hand, he heard the immortal pendant on his neck, making a crisp sound of clanging.

"Ding--ling--"

He clenched the wobbly photo folder with his left hand, and pressed the blue option in front of him with his right hand.

The blue light flickered, and the moment he pressed his finger, it was instantly stained with a layer of blood-like red.

Through the sand table that was suddenly stained with blood, and the fallen soldiers, he seemed to see the sky road that was spread across the southern district, stained with blood red... and the bridge of corpses that was invisible at a glance. .

Bright red font, beating above the options, like flowing blood.

...

[In order to obtain enough sin value, create a lot of death to meet the ultimate hero——]

[Great Lord Demon King, do you choose to invest part of your sin value,]

...

【——To launch a siren siege? (If you don't initiate it, your level will fail, and you will immediately lose the qualification for this world game.)]

...

【Yes. 】

Su Mingan clenched the pendant in his hand.

...

Bright blood, at this moment, unfolded on the sand table battlefield with Christmas music floating.

"Bam—!"

A shot resounded in the chest, as if someone had sounded the horn to declare war on the sand table.

at this moment,

He heard a thud from the flintlock,

The crisp sound of blade-to-blade meeting,

The sound of the collision between the armor and the energy of the Kraken is a small but one after another whine.

In front of him, a small, pale energy, like a rainbow after rain, gradually extended and structured from one side of the sand table city, like a white line under a brush, gradually drawn to the other side of the battlefield.

Its color, from pale white to pure white, dyed from pure white to crimson.

Countless small armored men charged on this white line, shattered, and disappeared, leaving behind a pool of bright red blood.

Like a blood-red flag unfolding in white.

Like a giant snake with a white back, it gradually became larger and bloated, like a blood-red garment, and gradually stretched out into the far blue sea.

After a while, in the blue ocean, a character model wearing golden armor leaped out.

Behind him, the Kraken followed him away, like stars rolling down on the sand table.

This scene is very childlike, like a nonsensical children's fairy tale.

However, only those who have really experienced this tragic war can understand what happened in this seemingly ridiculous drama.

He initiated the disaster with his own hands.

Su Mingan lowered his head.

He opened the photo folder in the necklace.

At this time, he discovered that the necklace that She Luther had given him had a different photo inside.

This is not the original photo of the smiling sister Xie Changying.

It's a warm-toned photo.

Under the warm indoor lighting, in the distance there is an unseen white building.

In the gloomy night, there is a faint soft light.

Inside the window, the heat rises.

Facing the camera, the blond knight smiled and held the engraved gemstone in his hand, and took this somewhat blurry photo.

In the photo, Noel, who gave out the long amber knife, is standing on the left side of the photo. Su Ming'an, who took the long knife, is the center of the photo. He lowered his head and was looking at the introduction on the weapon intently.

Roasted golden meat ~lightnovelpub.net~ with vague heat floating.

The face of the blond knight, close to the camera, is attached to the right side of the photo, and the face is secretly snickered.

In the lower right corner of the photo, is the shooting date, which is a few days ago.

There are also a few lines of neat small characters below, the font is small, and the writing is very concealed.

...

【team leader. 】

[When I give you this necklace, let's go to have another barbecue with Changying? 】

[Even without lemon, Praia's grilled meat is delicious. 】

【Right? 】

...

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