Chapter 8 Secret Garden (Part 2) ()

Lala lay on the soft four-leaf clover grass, and her silver braids had been broken. Since this was a super-high-level forbidden demon field, the black swan condensed by countless cursed magic powers was completely sealed back into her body, and even the basic curse effect disappeared.

She could even feel the relaxation and comfort that she hadn't seen in her body for a long time, because she no longer felt the joy that she felt naturally when she no longer carried the heavy curse, and was an instinctive reaction of the body.

Where is this? Lala looked at the blue sky. This is a beautiful world that is completely different from her world, like a dreamy land like a pure land of bliss.

She had forgotten how long she could look at the surrounding scenery in this relaxed manner. Perhaps, it was because she had temporarily lost all her strength and could not continue fighting that she could feel the beauty of the scenery.

The world belonging to her is a steel forest that is so cold that there is no hope. This forest stands on a desolate plain, and wherever it reaches, it is full of weapons like tomb marks.

Knife, gun, sword, halberd, all the weapons created by human beings to harm can be found in this forest, this is her realm, the bloody wilderness.

There will never be a sun in the sky there, only the cold gears representing the cruel destiny and the interlaced red and black thin lines, which represent her heart and her world.

On the bloody earth, there are various types of treasures, with nearly inexhaustible numbers. They are weapons she has seen and understood on countless cruel battlefields, and are the gathering of all mysterious fantasies that can be achieved by human beings.

As the battle continued, more and more weapons appeared on this land. In the repeated killings, she saved countless people and killed countless people just to get the final result.

Countless times, behind the killing, on the battlefield where she ended, there was only her lonely back. The corpses all over the ground were flowing into a river of blood, representing the ending battle.

In the corpses all over the ground, she had nothing but "justice". She would not be redeemed, nor could she stop the sword in her hand. She had to fight because she needed to protect "justice".

Even if everyone gave up and was desperate, she must not give up and never look back. From a long time ago, she lost everything and understood what kind of pain it was, she told herself that she must save more people and must persist as the last justice.

Do your best to save more people, not to be a hero, but to seize the hands of more people who want to obtain redemption and live.

What she did was not to give people "happiness", but to "save" and make the best efforts before everything developed to irreversible.

If no one does it, then order will eventually collapse and justice will disappear and become a joke. Therefore, she must do it, and she must do it. Even if she causes scars all over her body, or even falls into the dark side of death more than once, she will never give up.

That was her faith, the source of the power of her sword, the faith that she became a brave man.

If, if, if it were a day, the world no longer needed "justice", just like this beautiful and peaceful world, if everyone could be happy, she would definitely be as happy as she is now.

How great would it be if her ideal could be realized in this way in one day.

Unfortunately, that was something she could not do no matter what. What she could do was only fight and kill people. Make a decision in times of danger and save the most people.

She has never given people happiness, never once. In the long battle, she has almost forgotten the meaning of happiness and only calculates the number of people she can save in the cold battle.

It is the most ideal result to be able to save all people and no one hurts them, but most of the time, that is an unrealistic fantasy. In order to save more people, some people must be sacrificed.

Sometimes, such a result, whether it is the saved or the sacrificed person, will feel unacceptable. They curse her, hate her, and look at her with hatred. Because they cannot accept such result, because among the sacrificed part, there may be their friends, lovers, and relatives.

However, she could only find such a solution. If there were no victims, everyone would all die.

Obviously, I just want to save more people.

Sure enough, she is still very stupid. If that person is still by her side, she will definitely find a better, more complete, and more appropriate way.

However, it is no longer there, nowhere else. Those who will support him by her side can understand and laugh at her immature thoughts to change her are no longer in this world.

Even if you are deceived by others as a fool, even if you are often teased and run around and waste time, even if your friends as a black magician often say that she is too easy to deceive, such a happy time has long disappeared from the past like a dream bubble.

If you stretch out your hand, no one will hold his hand again; if you cry, no one will come to comfort her again.

So, be stronger, use your own hands, hold your own sword, and continue your own path. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it.

There is no need to expect something like happiness. She still has the battle to continue and cannot stay in this place like a garden that is dreamy.

"Wooah!" The Silver Wolf Ancestor Bule, with beautiful silver ears and furry and soft silver tail, stretched out his body very satisfied and howled towards the moon in the sky.

This feeling was like when she was still by the person for a long time ago, watching him perform various experiments curiously, while shouting at the huge silver moon in the sky.

It was a really happy day at that time. Although I was sometimes caught by that person and did something strange in my body, I was not sad at all. Sometimes I felt a hot and itchy blushing.

The stars in the sky have changed their positions, but the person has not come back. Really, how long does it take for her to wait?

However, today, she was lucky that she saw the shadow of her person again and smelled his smell. Although it was not at the agreed place and the agreed time (actually, there was no appointment at all), she was very patient, so that would be fine.
Chapter completed!