I'm such an old god, so sorry

After hearing that the mirage body trembled slightly, he interrupted Herzlmann with an angry roar, and was about to rush forward to catch Herzlmann for interrogation, but Rui's hand had already caught him.

Long Ye Sword Saint took a closer look and saw that the corners of Yingfa Youth's mouth overflowed with blood, and his expression became extremely painful.

"Rui!"

The mirage Bingberg face finally moved, and he squatted down hastily to hug Rui.

Herzlman frowned on the side: "Did Conlock directly explode the poison? The toxin hasn't flowed all over the body. It's really decisive, but it's not worthy of praise. It doesn't even have room for the last buffer. Is it? Hey~ I should persuade him."

The leader maharaja sighed while turning back.

There is no need to persuade them anymore, the last trace of the possibility of resolving the contradiction between them and the Long Night Sword Saint has also disappeared, and if he stays, he will live a long life.

The mirage didn't stop Herzlmann from leaving, he couldn't take care of that much now, and the flustered mirage could only heal Rui with the sword seal of [Nether] glowing with green light.

However, the boy's condition has not improved a bit, as if knowing his end, Rui pressed the mirage arm and said:

"Brother-in-law... No need, Master Herzlmann also said that the [Med] sword seal is useless, so let's do it."

He smiled, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was even more exaggerated, and it was obvious that the outbreak of poison was frantically destroying the boy's physical functions.

"Rui..."

"My sister, passed away very early..."

Rui said, not much sadness, just a general feeling: "Is it you who have been communicating with me? I can probably imagine the tone of the letter. It's amazing. My brother-in-law is actually a mirage, and I and the sword master of the night Be a relative and pen pal for more than ten years."

"...Insolaran told me a lot about you."

"Like when I was young, my sister always thought I was a kid."

"...She died in my arms like this, and asked me to take care of you."

The Mirage said, his expression became calm.

"That's it... Although I really want to hear the story between you, but while... uh... I would like to thank you first..."

Rui blushed, not knowing whether it was due to injury or emotions, and said to the mirage: "...for more than ten years, thanks to your care, I have always longed for you, like becoming the guardian of the kingdom of swordsman Long Night Sword.... Brother-in-law, you are my most admired swordsman. Many students think that I admire the most... is the king seat. Actually... I said that to cater to everyone, the strongest It doesn’t matter what kind of swordsman, I admire you...because brother-in-law always looks cold, I think...it’s cool."

Mirage laughed dumbly and said: "I am not unsmiling for this reason, but the way you speak is really like...Ingredsoran."

Mirage slowed down when he said the last few words, because Rui had closed his eyes.

...I am the dividing line prepared by the explosion...

"Junior, why are you so sure that the Sword Saint of the Long Night will not succumb to the enemy because his close relative is held hostage?"

Carlo Lidi asked, still worried about Mirage's loyalty.

Jun Zuo dressed in casual swordsman clothes, sitting on the window sill in a big boss posture, pouring himself a glass of wine, and smiling:

"If you know enough about this person, you won't have this question, or become a top-level swordsman yourself. I am so sure that the mirage will be our help. It is neither loyal nor profit, but his principle."

"in principle?"

"The principle of being a human being, as a principle engraved by the Sword Master... The Mirage will work silently and work silently for the purpose of agreeing to fulfill his deceased wife’s last wish. Threatening him to do things, a mirage-tempered person at most makes choices that are out of sight and out of mind. If that happens, it can only say that it has no effect on us."

Having said that, Junzuo drank the glass of wine in one sip and said freely:

"But those stupid and greedy princes, how can they let go of the handy Long Night Sword Saint? They will use Rui to threaten, although it is not to kill the boy, but the mirage...he is one of my few The recognized true Juggernaut, and I... No, his pride is not as good as mine, but it's pretty good."

"The pride of the Juggernaut does not allow him the slightest surrender. Even if the result will make him painful, the mirage will only swallow the bitter fruit of fate, and then use life as the firewood to ignite the last flame."

"...Sir, is that the same with you?"

After listening to it, Carlo Lidi thought for a while and said.

"Yes, I am the proudest person in the world, the best swordsman."

Junzuo confessed frankly, then looked out the window and smiled:

"The people we are waiting for are here, let's go."

Yubi threw the goblet and picked up the saber that was set aside.

Chapter Seventeen Cherry Blossoms (Ⅳ)

The mirage gently laid down Rui's body, took off the opponent's sword, placed it on Rui's body, and then quietly arranged his makeup.

There was no howling, no sobbing, and the mirage expression was the same as before, and the iceberg was generally unmoved.

He seemed to be sad, but Mirage felt that his sadness had drained more than ten years ago.

"The second time..."

Mirage whispered, fixing Rui's body on the wooden board, using the sword mark to make the simple coffin board float to the distant lyrebird statue, and then sink to the bottom.

This is the most envious way of sea burial by the Su Duo people, usually only in the sacrificial ceremony of the sword saint.

The mirage stood up and watched the wooden plank carrying Rui's body float into the distance, until it disappeared under the lyrebird statue, and then slowly looked back.

In fact, he and Rui have not met a few times, nor have they said a few words. When taking care of Rui at the beginning, they only felt guilty for his wife, but their siblings... are true. It's very similar. Although Rui still has the immaturity of a young man, when he is really facing death, he is as calm as his sister. Should he be called a brother?

For more than ten years, Mirage has become accustomed to writing to Rui in the tone of Inswissorland, as if this person who had never met is really his brother, and Inswissorland is really living in his world. .

"...I'm probably crazy."

Mirage's love for the passing away has been taken lightly. He will miss it forever, but it will not be difficult to accept. If he insists on saying this, this is the pride of the Juggernaut.

After Enresoran, Rui also died, under the protection of a mirage.

The Sword Saint of the Long Night will not complain about his inability, or how to regret it, he is mentally prepared before he does it.

This preparation was decided ten years ago. If someone threatened him with Rui, Mirage would never compromise, but he vowed to avenge Rui.

"at all costs."

The mirage clenched the ink blade in his hand, and sparks appeared on the dark and opaque sword. He raised the blade and held the sharp blade with his other hand, and then... the blood was like flames. Surging on the ink blade.

It is not the weird black flame, the cruel red fire, or the holy white flame, but the beautiful and gorgeous color like a cherry blossom.

"Burn out my blood...for your recovery."

Sakura-colored blood was reflected in the mirage scarlet eyes, murmured.

The battle that took place at Pier 43 of the Lyrebird Bay quickly attracted attention. The very remote area of ​​the Lyrebird Bay was devastated. When the royal guards arrived, except for some sergeants. There was no sign of life outside the tattered remains, but the ensuing wanted in the city made everyone stunned.

[Long Night Sword Saint Mirage attacked the prince, openly slaughtered the kingdom sergeants, and was suspected of treason. All Su Duo was arranging soldiers, garrisons, sword saints and other professionals or non-professionals, and they were killed!