Diffusion million reincarnators

() The hustle and bustle of the street is like a labyrinth, passing through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the long sword shot straight from a distance, knocking down the spikes that the executioner picked up.The crowd exclaimed, and everyone turned their heads and looked behind.

The attacker stood in the most conspicuous place, and guards were already running towards him.

Fillio's chest rose and fell with his breath, and he watched the holy cross flashing his eyes. For the first time, he was disappointed with the holy court, but disappointment was not resentment.Because before this irreparable tragedy, he did the same irreparable thing.

Now that Filio no longer expects to clarify the crime for Illya, for the holy court, the existence of the witch is sin itself, and he fully understands it.No matter what the situation is, what the Holy Court will bring to Illya is bound to be endless pain and desolation.

Stepping into the execution ground this time is more of a feeling called 'helplessness', and helplessness draws a sword against the holy court.The sadness is self-evident, and then the eyes are more determined, because what he did is right.

"who!"

The holy court knights guarding the execution ground began to attack Firio, and what responded to them was an overwhelming strong wind. As Firio rushed out of the crowd, the strong wind brought them to both sides, and Firio jumped to the Under the stake, he pulled out the long sword thrown from the ground, kicked the executioner away, and swung the two swords to cut off the shackles.

Firio stood upright in front of the stake and looked at Ilya, telling her in an extremely sincere tone.

"I'm here to save you."

"..."

White hair fluttered, and the wind flowing through her body swayed her dress. Illya looked forward, and her free body fell into Firio's embrace.The fear that was tied to her at this moment disappeared with the wind, and she walked into a world of peace of mind from the bondage and depression. Ilya couldn't help but shed tears, and nodded slightly.

Firio looked around, and all the people in the holy court were shocked when they saw his appearance, including the bishop who presided over the burning.Those who are bound by the concept of God... I'm sorry, teacher.

Don't think about these issues anymore!

The recovered knights surrounded Filio from all directions, and soon they were knocked down by Filio with all his strength. No one was spared under the storm.This time the knights fell so hard that they couldn't get up for a long time.

The crowd of onlookers seemed to be speechless in astonishment. The crowd seemed to be choked by their throats without saying a word, and then boiled instantly again.The alarm sounded throughout the city, and dozens of knights started chasing and intercepting Filio.

Fillio leaped forward, jumping back and forth through the buildings in the street and moving into the distance.

"Catch them! Live or die!"

The entire city reacted extremely quickly, but what they were facing was not ordinary warriors. Closing the city gate could not stop Filio's footsteps. The 15-meter-high city wall was quite troublesome for Filio.But he grasped the power of the wind, and with the help of the wind, he easily crossed the high wall, landed smoothly and fled far away.

"I'm sorry that this happened to you."

"...It's okay, thank you for saving me, brother."

When the eyes meet, the faces of the two are reflected in each other's eyes.

"Brother? Indeed, if my younger sister were alive, she would already be this old."

Thin, soft, like cotton candy, the girl's body is gentle and light. To Philio, holding Illya is no different from holding a cat.

With the help of the wind, the figures of the two quickly disappeared into the horizon.

This matter quickly spread throughout the capital, the Holy Court and the nobles were in an uproar, and Eusbiu was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.The old knight's body was much older, and his hands at the desk were shaking. Then he gave an order, and half of the knights dispatched to hunt down Firio, including the witch.

Not only that, but Yusbiu personally pursued him with a sword, and he was bound to kill his ineffective student.The most potential knight in the Holy Court rebelled and took away the witch who was about to be burned in public. This kind of thing cannot be suppressed, and the shame can only be washed away with the blood of the betrayer.

As Firio ran into the forest, the sky seemed to be darker, and the distance between the clouds and the ground was getting closer and closer, and people seemed to be able to see the rolling dark clouds.On the vast land, Firio, who held Illya in his arms, kept running, but his speed was not fast. The two horses before him were already exhausted, and they must not be able to escape the pursuit of the holy court. In this case, there is only one battle.

The sound of galloping horses was heard in the distance, and the strong galloping sound came from the drifting wind. The trees on both sides of the road were cut off, and the forest faintly screamed.

"Don't wait for me on the other side of the river. Run as far as you can. If I can survive, I will find you."

"Please continue to escape..."

"There is no escape."

Gaining a moment, Filio continued to run forward. His goal was the turbulent river in the distance, and he placed Illya on the other side of the river. Firio returned, his swords hanging on the ground, breathing rhythmically. Get ready for the next battle.

"If you give me another chance, I will still do it. I can understand your approach, teacher, but it doesn't mean I can accept it."

As if he didn't care about the danger he was going to face next, Firio raised his head, and the restless bird passed quickly in the sky.

The neighing of the steeds was getting closer and closer, and the people of the Holy Court Knight Witch Hunting Group were reflected in the eyes of Filio, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually lengthened Firio's shadow, and the knights in silver and white armor stepped off their horses and drew their weapons. Get close to him quickly.

"Firio! Why did you do such a thing! Why did you save the witch! Why did you betray the holy court!"

"There is no need to explain. If you think I am wrong, kill me here."

The people who spoke were his former companions, and Firio was so hesitant, he raised his sword and aimed at these people later.

"Under the power of the gods, before the king, I have to ask my conscience. I can't sit back and watch innocent people be burned at the stake. If you insist on condemning innocent children as witches, then I will fight for my conscience. I am still beheading Evil, a knight of justice, that's all."

After the knights, a figure gradually appeared in sight, with an older face, but more oppressive than everyone else. At that moment, Philio's sword was held tightly, and a sense of crisis came immediately.

It is useless to say more, the knights immediately launched a siege to Filio, several long swords stabbed from the front, and were shaken away by the violent swing of the swords, the strong shock shook the attacking knights' arms numb, and they immediately retreated , and the teammate behind will fill the position.

Originally, the fighting skills of the Knights hunting witches were aimed at Filio. No matter how many times these people were repelled, the people in the front row who were attacked would immediately retreat, and the people in the back row would launch a new round of attacks.

Firio was very familiar with this. He immediately swung his double swords to form a windmill. He divided the knights into two battle groups from the middle and inserted them into the middle position. The cold wind counterattacked from the blades, and the knights were killed almost instantly. Knocked out and fell unconscious on the ground.

The two swords drew a beautiful arc and fell to the ground again, but the wind flowing from the tip of the sword has not receded for a long time, and it is still screaming.

What will happen next has already been foreseen, Firiou looked at the adoptive father, teacher, and most respected person in front of him without saying a word.Even now, Firio still respects Eusbiu.

He knew that Eusbiu could not change the status quo of the kingdom, and he also knew what a bleak path his teacher had chosen.Regardless of the outcome, Firio secretly vowed that he would come back at the most critical moment of the country. He swore to protect his kingdom since he was a child.

Eusbiu came step by step from a distance, and the old man never took his eyes off Firiou.

"teacher……"

Facing the old knight, he didn't know how to speak. Just after he said two words, the long sword in front swung down like lightning, the sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and the wind of the sword took away a few strands of blond hair on his forehead.

Is it a warning?Looking at the teacher who drew out the sword, it meant that there was no room for maneuver in the end. His pupils contracted in pain for a moment, the hand holding the sword kept trembling, and his heart was constantly struggling.

Taking a deep breath, the dangling sword was raised again, with a voice full of exhaustion and helplessness.

"Aren't justice and law to protect the weak?"

"Justice and the law are not used to protect people! On the contrary! Those who protect justice and the law are people like us."

"Could it be that when those who make the law make a law that is unnecessary to protect, teacher, you still have to protect such a law that is not worth protecting!"

The old knight replied in a calm to terrifying tone, and drew out his long sword at the same time.

"I can."

The sky was overcast with clouds, and thunder was faintly rumbling in the clouds, and the rain began to wash the ground.

The battle started in the next moment, with the same double swords and the same sharp wind. The two people who were close to each other fought fiercely. In the end, the two storms collided with each other, collided and strangled each other. Under the cover of the strong wind, it was almost impossible to open the eyes. The old knight in front was only a vague figure.

After the wind calmed down, Filio's swords on the edge of the battlefield were shattered, and he knelt by the river covered in blood, while Eusbiu stood in front of him unscathed.This is the end of the matter, everything is settled, and the old knight can't bear it even if he is strong.

"This is not justice, but righteousness. In order to protect this country, I will eliminate all factors of instability. This is my mission."

"Let go of that child... Cough! She really isn't a witch! What the Holy Court did is just destroying the happiness of others."

"I can only promise you that if she can escape from the theocracy, I will not pursue it anymore. And you, my child, you have driven yourself to a dead end, you know?"

With calm words, Eusbiu watched Filio's body continuously gushing out blood and being washed away by the rain. People's hearts are not made of iron. For so many years, he has regarded Filio as his own son and watched him grow up step by step. Those happy years are now painful memories that cannot be forgotten.

"I really want to go back to our previous days. You should step towards glory step by step, inherit my position, and protect this country forever. I am really old and tired..."

"Yes, I'm sorry... Although the long sword is broken, I will not regret it. I will not regret what I did today. Whenever such a thing happens, I will make the same choice."

The wind blew up, curling the hair of the two of them, and the wind that seemed to be around seemed to be screaming.Eusbiu raised the long sword and slid it down Filio's neck. The edge of the sword was covered with a beautiful blue color, like dots of fluorescent light, leaving faint traces in the air.