Artoria wants to read people's hearts

"I've always thought—" when she said this, her eyes fell on the believers passing by not far away, "—life is actually formed in the trough, with ancient fears, ancient desires, The old despair rises to the top of the mountain, so we have to walk up the mountain step by step, so that we can finally go down in the car."

You know, many times the reason why you force yourself to move forward is not because the scenery in front of you is charming, but because the reality behind you is too cruel.

Arturia and Kurika Odagiri were standing among the ruins and talking, in front of them, big, small, fat, and thin footprints gradually flashed.

Those footprints are either as light as a veil, or deep into the mess, and then they all disappear. Only the grass and trees next to the village maintain the blue waves year after year.

I don't know how long it took, Butterfly endured and walked to their side with the sun slanting westward.

Last night, before the battle broke out, the crow had already flapped its wings and reported to the headquarters of the Ghost Killing Squad.

And this whole day, she has been assisting the 'hidden' troops to complete the post-war handover work here.

Exhaling lightly, Butterfly reached out and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Shinobu, thank you for your hard work." Artoria stepped forward, then reached out and brushed the leaves from the girl's hair.

".....thanks."

The tips of her ears were slightly red, she coughed lightly and hurriedly changed the subject.

"By the way, what were you talking about just now?"

It was just a casual question, but Arturia did not expect that she would actually say something that interested her.

"I was just inviting Odagiri to join the Demon Slayer Team. After all, isn't Choya always short of people? If Odagiri can join, then the pressure on Choya must be less."

The blond girl was very honest, she solemnly repeated their previous conversation to Butterfly Shinobu.

"That's how it is, but Odagiri is still hesitating, because she really can't let go of the followers of the Bliss Cult."

Tilting her head, Artoria said helplessly to Butterfly Shinobi.

"Perhaps you can persuade her."

persuade?

She's not good at this kind of thing.

Shaking his head amusedly, those purple eyes looked at the silent brown-haired girl.

Wei Wei thought for a moment, but in the end she just took a step forward, and then said to Oda Kirika, "Although Pendragon's invitation is a bit out of date, in the final analysis, I actually think you are very suitable for Choya."

"If you can, please think about it." She paused, and finally added, "Of course, all of this is based on your wishes, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to, after all, no matter what, we They're all friends, aren't they?"

As he spoke, Butterfly couldn't help but looked up at the sky.

"Well..., Pendragon and I will probably leave tomorrow morning, so until the dawn rises, sister Lihua, you can come and tell us what you think anytime."

After that, the three of them tacitly chose not to continue entangled in this topic.

The three girls turned around and devoted themselves to different construction work, helping the believers to contribute to the reconstruction work after the battle.

Flame, black smoke, time is always passing between these things that are there and not.

Perhaps it was to bid farewell to the past. When the night came, the believers of the All Things Bliss Sect, suppressed complicated emotions, and collected the previous objects about the children's mill.

Then, add a big fire, let them bid farewell to the past with the flame.

The black smog blurs the distant starlight, as if everything in front of me has lost its history and name, and there are only some shadowy tenderness in the world, people are still the same people, and the river is still the same.

"Even without Tong Mo, we still have to rely on our own strength to find the real 'Eternal Bliss'..."

"everything will get better."

As Odagiri Kurika said so, silent fire was reflected in her brown eyes, but the tears in her eyes suddenly slipped down, soaking the clothes on her chest.

And the believers beside her couldn't help but nodded silently after hearing it, recognizing the weight of this sentence in their hearts.

Toil all night.

With the help of Arturia and the others, the post-war reconstruction work achieved their first goal at a miraculous speed.

At the very least...the ruins can be inhabited again.

Simple log cabins have been erected one after another, and even new vegetable seedlings have been planted in the backyard, waiting for the harvest day in the coming autumn.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner. Looking at the fruits of labor in front of them, people finally have smiles on their faces again.

When Artoria and Butterfly Shinobu were about to leave, the next morning arrived as promised.

They stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the distant sky.

Everyone is still asleep, and they will also be on their way back at this time.

"Let's wait another five minutes."

Butterfly blinked her eyes, then turned her head and proposed to Artoria.

"If sister Lihua still hasn't come after 5 minutes...then let's leave."

Yes, the person they are waiting for right now is Odagiri Kurika.

Yesterday's invitation is still valid at this moment, as they said before, until they leave here, the girl can come to them, and then leave here with them to go to the Ghost Killing Squad.

but.......

Five minutes passed, and the figure of Odagiri Kurika still did not appear.

Sighing lightly, the two looked at each other, then turned and left this troubled 'village' with complicated hearts.

However, when they had just walked forward a few steps, an anxious and clear voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"Please wait a moment, Pendragon, Sister Butterfly!"

"!!!"

Turning around in surprise, a girl in a brown kimono came into view from far to near.

Artoria saw Odagiri Kurika running all the way, and quickly ran in front of them.

"Sorry...sorry...."

She bent down and said out of breath.

"No, it doesn't matter." Shaking her head, Arturia's voice was steady, but she could hear her good mood at the moment, "You can come, and that's already worthy of our happiness."

Her eyes shifted slightly, and she looked at the small package in the girl's hand.

"Odagiri, have you already made a decision?"

"Yes." Straightening up, Odagiri Kurika took two deep breaths, "Although it's a bit late, I've made up my mind now."

When the beautiful girl with brown hair and brown eyes said this, her eyes were as bright as the daytime at this moment.

"Although I'm weak, I can't use a knife to kill evil spirits with my own hands, but even if I am so weak, I must have other ways to dedicate my share of strength to everyone."

I will do the logistical work for Pendragon, Sister Butterfly, and even other Ghost Slayer Squad members.

Fight for everyone in your own way!

Also for the future one day...the arrival of the true eternal bliss.

Not a bad choice, is it?

"Actually, I came so late because I wanted to say goodbye to everyone." She touched her head embarrassingly, and said awkwardly, "After all, everything is going on now, and I think it's right to leave at this time Can't live with everyone."

"So, are they angry?" Butterfly asked softly, standing aside.

"No, no."

Proudly puffing out her chest, the girl smiled pretty.

"Everyone is a very good person. They didn't feel angry about my decision. On the contrary, they offered their heartfelt blessings to me."

After going through the incident of Tong Mo, the followers of the Bliss Sect have a certain understanding of the danger of ghosts.

Because of this, they are actually very clear about what a dangerous and great thing this organization called the Ghost Killing Squad is doing.

"Even if we can't continue to live together in the future, Odagiri, you are still working hard for everyone in a place where we can't see, right?" Komatsuhara Goro patted the girl on the shoulder with a smile.

"That's right, although our Eternal Bliss Cult is a bit difficult now, it hasn't fallen to the point where you, a girl, have to worry about it." Konoe Jiro crossed his arms, and looked at Odagiri Kurika seriously, "So don't worry about it." Worry about us, just follow your heart."

In the end, they said to the girl, "No matter what, please remember that this will always be your home."

The brown-haired girl looked at Artoria, and then clenched the package in her hand.

"I think—" she said with a smile, "—that invitation from you before should still count?"

"Of course it counts." Blinking her eyes, Artoria raised her hand and touched the other person's head, "Then, you are welcome to join us, our lovely and beautiful Miss Odagiri Kurika."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them couldn't help but chuckled.

In fact, to be honest, there is still a secret in Odagiri Kurika's heart that she hasn't told anyone.

That is... Her belief is not a child mill, but the blond girl who jumped into the water a few months ago and stretched out her hand to save herself from the river.

In other words, her faith is actually Arturia.

But she didn't intend to tell the other party about this, because some things are only suitable for aging quietly in her heart.

Turn around and step forward.

When they were leaving, the three of them couldn't help but look back slightly at the still quiet village.

The catastrophe is like a fire that burns across the plain, crushing it ruthlessly and irresistibly, burning everything in ashes.

However, only the tender shoots of fine grass still silently sprout in the spring breeze after death.

'Spring on a dead tree' - seems like a beginning, or maybe an ending.

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I have something to do at home today, so I won’t update it, I’ll post it tomorrow

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Chapter 35 Mordred raised his great sword to his father (two in one)

The sun shines on the world, like a piece of gold scattered on the earth.

And the afternoon sun is too warm, making people drowsy.

On the way back, in order to take care of Kurika Odagiri, Artoria and Butterfly Shino slowed down their pace very considerately.

Giving up the way of running, they chose to walk slowly on the path in the forest with the brunette girl.

Just when all the years were quiet, Arturia suddenly saw a figure in the nearby woods from the corner of her eye, which shocked her extremely.

"!!!"

That is? ! !

Artoria, who was talking with the girls, suddenly stopped her words, and she turned her head to look over there in disbelief, feeling as if she was hallucinating in a trance.

but.......

How could it be an illusion?

Artoria couldn't help but stop her forward pace, and then subconsciously took two steps closer to that side.

"Pendragon, what's wrong with you?"

A suspicious voice sounded from beside her, causing her to recover a little rationality from the excitement just now.

Looking back, Artoria turned her attention to Butterfly Shinobu and Odagiri Kurika who also stopped because of her behavior just now.

"...Ah, I'm fine." Her voice seemed to be slightly drunk after drinking, and her voice was faintly lost in the wind, which made people feel inaudible.

"I just... just suddenly saw an acquaintance."

As soon as this sentence came to the end, Arturia unconsciously touched the sun wheel knife in her hand, and when the next sentence sounded, her tone suddenly carried a hint of eagerness.

"...As I just said, I seem to see an old friend from the past, so if it is possible—" she said, she paused here, and then said to the two girls with a sincere expression, "—please also You wait for me for a moment, I have to go over and check the situation."

An old friend?

That's really strange.

Butterfly forbearance set her eyes on the other party's bright and beautiful face, and her gaze involuntarily stayed on her bright hair for a moment.