Siren Blade

Chapter 3 Blue Bird
Siren Blade, Majin...

I chewed these two words silently.Are these two unique words the name of the giant ax that once chopped me apart, and the black shadow monster?

The hands that held me from behind quickly left my shoulders.I saw a person walking around between me and the old man. It was a beautiful woman with black and soft mid-length hair, wearing a blue feather hair ornament on the side of her hair, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and blue jeans.Her face looks quite young. If I met her in other places, I might think she is a girl who is still in college like me, and this kind of girl will definitely not lack men to pursue in school.

But for her to be here, and to join the conversation so naturally, she is anything but human.

The old man seemed to have caught my doubts, and said in an introductory tone: "National first-level demon hunter—'Blue Bird'."

"Hello." Qingniao smiled and stretched out her hand.

A national level demon hunter?Sure enough, the country has a secret department that specializes in dealing with supernatural events!
And from the title "demon hunter", it seems that he is an expert in charge of fighting "demons" on the front line.

However, this female college student in front of him is actually a demon hunter?And still "at the national level"?I shook hands with her suspiciously.It's not that I look down on women, it's just that I'm a visual animal after all, and it's really hard to connect characters who seem to lack muscles with the word "combat power".As for who is more suitable for the title of "demon hunter", I think the old man sitting next to him is the one.Although not particularly strong, his posture has the uprightness of a soldier, and his eyes are as piercing as a falcon.As for the contrasting plot of "a seemingly weak character is actually powerful", it is too fictional and romantic to convince me immediately.

Could it be that while the giant ax of the devil smashed me, it also sent my soul to a world of fictional stories that seemed to be different from the original world?
I let go of Jade Bird's hand, and the old man stood up and said to Jade Bird: "I'm going back to continue my work, and you will take over this matter from now on, is it okay?"

"No problem." Blue Bird nodded.

The old man turned and left, leaving me and the blue bird face to face.The atmosphere became less like a conversation between a paranormal incident reporter and a public official, and more like an outdoor afternoon chat between two college students.This makes me a little bit unsure about my dialogue attitude.

"You are a witcher, so is he?"

"He is my subordinate." When he said this, Qingniao seemed a little guilty, and secretly glanced at the distant figure.

Could it be her father?I have heard before that some very talented people work in the same company as their parents. If they are accidentally too talented and become their parents' superiors, they will become embarrassing in the future.

"Many grassroots members of the demon hunter department will work in the public security department at the same time. Once a report that is suspected to be a secret incident is identified, it must be passed on to a demon hunter like me who is in charge of on-site activities. That is his job." Blue Bird explained Dao, and smiled self-consciously, "Besides, you don't think I look like a public official with combat effectiveness, right? So I'll ask him to introduce me on this occasion. I happen to be investigating the unknown Shan's mysterious disappearance case, as soon as he reported it, I rushed over immediately."

My attention was immediately shifted, "Mysterious disappearance? Is it the disappearance of a young girl a month ago?"

"You know? By the way, don't just sit around without buying anything. The shop assistants are all looking at us. What do you want to drink?"

Her attitude was like facing a friend, lacking the seriousness I expected, but I had no choice but to cooperate, "Mung bean soup."

She went to order and returned to the seat across from me.I tentatively asked, "Is there really a ghost in that missing case?"

"Why do you say that?" she asked back.

"At my front desk... I have a classmate who also disappeared five years ago. The young girl who disappeared a month ago looks very similar to her, so I have always cared about it." I explained while thinking, " Are they... could they be sisters?"

Some of the anecdotes are quite boring, to put it bluntly.At the beginning, I was shocked and cast a veil of mystery on the similarity between the front table and the young girl, but will it turn out that there is no mystery at all?Since they are sisters, they look alike, which makes perfect sense.

"The missing classmate you mentioned refers to Ruan Wenzhu. They do look very similar. But unfortunately, Ruan Wenzhu has no brothers and sisters, and her parents have no extramarital affairs. The young girl has no relationship with her at all. It's easy to find out. Besides, if my sister disappeared on Wuming Mountain five years ago, would her parents take their only remaining daughter to such a place for a picnic?"

"Then, is their disappearance related to the shadow... and the so-called 'demon'?" I asked, "For example, it was the demon who killed them on the Nameless Mountain, so they have not been heard from. "

"It's okay to tell you, but can you answer some of my questions first?" She made a suggestion with a smile.As she said, I am the informant, so I should provide clues, but since just now, I have been asking questions, which is against the rules.

Maybe I was mesmerized by this peer-to-peer conversational atmosphere.I had no choice but to restrain my curiosity first.

Afterwards, Blue Bird began to ask questions about when and where I met the devil, whether the devil spoke to me, and whether he could feel the rationality of the devil's actions. In her eyes, the devil seemed to be a lost soul. Sensible and lucid madmen.And it was also difficult for me to answer her, because "this time" I didn't actually encounter a demon, so my words were all fabricated.Sometimes I belatedly realized that some of my answers contradicted myself, but she didn't know whether she didn't notice, or deliberately didn't pursue it, and just continued to ask questions without changing her face.

"Why do you think the devil is human?" This was her last question. "From your description of his appearance, he is obviously a monster, right?"

"I'm not very clear." This time, I was telling the truth, "Just the moment I saw it, I felt that it must be a person, and it must be a vicious person."

"I see..." She nodded and changed the subject, "It seems that your 'awareness' is stronger than ordinary people."

"Awareness?" This seems to be an uncommon word, and her tone is also unusual. I feel that there is some deep meaning in it.Literally, this probably refers to the ability to "see something hidden".Combined with the topic just now, are the demons really human?

"Simply put, you are probably suitable to join the witcher department." The short sentence she said at this moment was like throwing a heavy stone into the lake of my heart.

She didn't continue the topic, but I noticed a significant difference in the way she looked at me and her attitude.For example, she began to take the initiative to talk about some things I care about, "You should be wondering who the devil is."

"Yes." I actually wanted to ask what it meant to be "suitable to join the witcher department".

"The devil is a notorious serial killer in the hidden world. He first appeared five years ago, in April [-]th." Qingniao said in a deep voice, "I heard that he made a wish to the monster and got Powerful; but as a price, he lost his rationality as a human being. To this day, more than hundreds of people have been killed by him, and the victims are all over the country."

More than hundreds of people?This statement exploded in my mind.Although she didn't mention the exact number, in the common sense of modern society, where would there be a murderer who kills more than a few hundred people, killing dozens is enough to shock the whole society of super heavyweight criminals.The idea of ​​hundreds of people is simply nonsense.Even if it does appear, it should appear in some war-torn countries that are in chaos and can't take care of themselves.

Recalling the speed and strength Demon Man has shown, it seems that it is not completely impossible to link with those numbers, but what is the Demon Hunter Division doing?

"Wait..." I suddenly realized, "Are you going to fight the devil in the future?"

"Yes."

"Can you beat it?"

"Don't underestimate me." She smiled, picked up the drink in hand, stood up, "Come with me."

Jade Bird led me to a roadside where no one was paying attention, then raised his hand and shook it against the air.

What happened next touched me as much as the shock of going back in time.A large number of tiny cyan currents suddenly burst out from the air in front of her hand. Accompanied by strong current noise, countless cyan currents were quickly and automatically woven, turning into a lightsaber purely formed of currents.And when the shape of the sword stabilized, the electrical noise subsided, and the Thunder Sword was safely held in her hand.

This isn't the first time I've witnessed a paranormal event, but none so directly and visually as I am doing now.The door to a new world has opened - although this is a rather trite statement, that's the only way I can express my feelings.

"Is this superpower?" I don't know if I'm hiding my shock well.

"This is a weapon that I have obtained through rigorous training. It is not so much a superpower, but a spell. It is a power that is activated by burning my own spirituality." Perhaps because she thought that I might join the ranks of demon hunters, she did not hesitate. Yu explained, "As for the kind of super power that suddenly awakens at a certain stage of life, it is not non-existent, but it is quite rare."

"This kind of power really exists..." I suddenly thought of myself, and cautiously tried, "Can spells or superpowers do other things? For example, soaring in the sky, or teleporting to a distance, or Is it... traveling through time and going back to the past?"

"Flying and space transfer both exist, but I have never heard of what you said last."

"So in your opinion, do I have the conditions to awaken super powers?" I asked.

She asserted without hesitation: "No."

"Is there not even a trace of it?"

"Natural superpowers, without exception, have outstanding magic talent. In other words, it is because of such a powerful talent that they can drive power beyond common sense without learning any secret knowledge." She said, " Although I am not a know-it-all in this regard, even if there are people who exceed this rule, the probability is extremely low, and it is difficult to say whether there is one in our country."

So, then, the previous time regression phenomenon was caused by some inner power that I suddenly awakened-such possibilities can be temporarily excluded.

Since it is not my inner power, the time regression is indeed a mysterious phenomenon caused by an external source, but this phenomenon should happen to me for some reason.The question is, how can I ensure that I can trigger this phenomenon of "backtracking in time after I die" 100% in the future?
If someone can hear my heart, they may be surprised at my "crazy".Only a completely insane person would ardently pursue something that presupposes his own death.I'm not crazy to that point, but I think that as long as a man is unable to resist this "extraordinary power".Even if he knew that it was really a very dangerous thing, he couldn't help but weigh it in his heart.Men are basically fools like that, and I can't fight my inner urges.

"Speaking of which, this sword of yours..." I returned to my eyes, carefully considering my tone so as not to offend her, "Is it just weaving lightning into a sword?"

"Isn't this enough?" Qingniao raised his thunder and lightning sword.

"That devil's speed is very fast. If you just take out a powerful melee weapon, it's not enough to ensure that the devil is defeated."

"You are cautious." She nodded, "Then... what if this is the case?"

While speaking, she held a thunderbolt sword more than one meter long, and made a movement of swinging the sword in the air at the street tree ten meters away.

Under my gaze, the five street trees in a row were cut off at the same time like ham sausage cut by scissors, and fell to the ground in one order along the smooth sloped section, leaving only five bare tree stumps in the end.

"How is it?" she asked reassuringly.It was only then that I vaguely realized that she seemed to be brooding over my questioning her strength.Now that she had the opportunity to perform, her composure dropped visibly to the naked eye.

"Very powerful, but..." I said tactfully, "Are these trees public property?"

"Ah." She froze.It turns out that demon hunters are also afraid of being held accountable for damaging public property.

Then, she trotted over quickly, at the same time throwing away the lightning sword.The sword automatically disintegrated in the air, turning into countless small electric currents and disappearing in the air.Then I saw her frantically picking up the trunk of the tree that fell on the ground, and went straight to the broken part of the tree stump.

After seeing her previous performance, I no longer want to comment on the fact that she was able to move the tree.The problem is that the place where she cut off is a very smooth slope, and the tree body cannot be placed on it at all.And there is too much movement here, someone is approaching in the distance, and we are about to see this scene of a young woman fighting against a big tree.

Her head was sweating in a hurry, and suddenly, she simply threw the tree body to the ground, then sprinted over and grabbed my hand, and ran away.

I asked in surprise, "Are you going to hit and run?"

"Yeah, can't you!" She yelled in despair.

"Is this a crime?" In fact, I don't know if private cutting of street trees is that serious.

She plausibly said: "It is not a crime if it is not discovered!"

What nonsense is this public meal talker talking about?I feel like my awe of the witcher is about to disappear in this short 1 minute.

But I didn't expect her to have such a "cute" side, and I couldn't help feeling relieved.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to be entertained by herself, and she couldn't help laughing.After experiencing this series of wonderful and absurd interactions, the block in my heart caused by death seemed to slowly melt and disintegrate.

(End of this chapter)