I'm really just human

"That sword... is very dangerous."

The Dark Swordsman continued to watch for a while, and the armor was removed to reveal a slightly sickly young man's face. There seemed to be an abyss hidden in his dark eyes, and despair, pain and confusion intersected with each other.

In the future he saw, it seemed that there was no such holy sword. It was this sword that changed Sudo Mei's fate.

A different future, but...

After a little struggle, the young man held the Dark Sword tightly, and his expression was firm again.

In any case, all holy swords must be sealed.

When all the holy swords are collected, the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence will be completed, and the world will come to an end... He has seen this ending hundreds of times.

The White Sword needs the first seal, even if it means being an enemy of his childhood playmate Fei Yuzhen.

He will never allow the White Sword to continue to copy the power of other holy swords.

"Fugamiya Kento."

Kamiyo Reika stepped onto the rooftop with a puff of smoke, still posing indifferently and calling out the name of the Dark Swordsman.

Unlike before, Kamishiro Reika's slim black messenger outfit was replaced with the red swordsman outfit exclusive to the Kamishiro family.

The slit long robe fluttered in the wind.

The most eye-catching thing was the red-gold smoke holy sword that could control smoke, which directly changed Kamishiro Reika's temperament drastically, and her risk factor soared significantly compared to her normal clothes.

"I didn't expect you to become the dark swordsman of this generation, the 'King Sword'. It seems that your father's unfinished mission 15 years ago will eventually be inherited by you." Kamishiro Reika smiled brightly.

"Mission?"

The sick young man retreated cautiously.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you know yet? 15 years ago, your father was always serving the Holy Lord," Kamishiro Reika thought, "because only the Holy Lord can save the future that the King Sword saw!"

"What are you kidding?" The sick young man was secretly angry, "Do you think I will go along with you guys? I want to seal all the holy swords..."

"Is it a joke? You will understand later."

Kamishiro Reika disappeared in the diffuse smoke.

"I can help you seal the magic sword."

"Wow!"

The sick young man drew his sword and wanted to chase, but suddenly his face changed drastically.

The image of Bai Jian beheading Shenshan Feiyuzhen flashed through his mind.

A new future...

"No, I absolutely will not allow this ending!"

The dark sword slid and stabbed into the top floor, and then was pulled up by the sick young man with a little madness.

The future is so changeable, there is only one possibility.

That is, Bai Jian can see the future like him.

Although I don't know what the other party wants to do, Feiyuzhen must not get into trouble.

...

"Please, Teacher Feiyuzhen!"

Shenshan Bookstore.

Sudo Mei clasped her hands together and stared at Feiyuzhen eagerly, until the task of writing the report was accepted by Feiyuzhen, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are indeed Mei," Feiyuzhen couldn't help but complain, "You are so confident when asking for help."

"Hehe, after all, the bookstore can be saved thanks to me stopping you."

"Is that you?"

"Why is it not me?" Meiyi Sudo said dissatisfiedly, "My body is also me!"

"Forget it, come and get it tomorrow morning."

Feiyuzhen shook his head and turned his attention to the album in his hand.

After each glow, the album will have new content.

This time the content is the holy blade and the dragon.

But why is there no white sword?

Feiyuzhen turned the album to the latest page, and the back was blank again.

He has a deep memory of the figure in the forbidden book world.

It was not him who really awakened the flame sword, but the white sword.

Although the white sword likes to control Meiyi, in fact, he has never hurt Meiyi, and his actions are more trustworthy than those of the organization.

If it is an evil sword, how could it choose Meiyi to be a swordsman?

Even the Sword of Light Yuri couldn't stand this.

"Wow!"

The white sword flashed faintly.

Xiachuan's consciousness fell back inside, and doubts spread.

Although everything was normal outside, he could vaguely feel a hint of impending storm.

Someone is eyeing Sudo Mei?

He was still thinking about how to break the Sword of Truth, but trouble came first.

The remaining 5 holy swords might be able to be gathered.

There is no need to enter the Sword of Truth, Ark might be more anxious than him.

He just needs to show his strong threat.

"Woof woof!"

The cold wind blew on the street at night, and a dog barked from somewhere.

After Sudo Mei left the bookstore, she tightened her coat and walked through a small tunnel that she had to go through to go home.

The street lights were dim, and the tunnel was darker than before for some reason. The sound of water drops dripping from time to time made her feel creepy.

It seemed that some terrible monster was watching in the dark.

"Pop!"

The light bulb broke, and the last light disappeared.

Mei Sudo tightened her neck, and suddenly heard the sound of fast approaching footsteps echoing in the tunnel.

"Who?!"

Mei Sudo, who had been attacked once before, hurriedly took out the white sword from her backpack and held it in her hand. After looking around the darkness with the help of the faint light of the sword, she shrank her neck and tried to escape to the exit, but her figure was instantly swallowed by the darkness.

"Ah!"

Outside the tunnel.

The holy swordsmen crouched outside the exit. Except for the earth swordsman Onoue Ryo, all the others were present.

The water swordsman Rentaro looked into the tunnel anxiously: "What's the situation now? Didn't we say that we would seize the magic sword here?"

"Maybe Kamishiro Reika has other plans." The Sound Swordsman was a little absent-minded.

Ever since he met the Lord of Truth, he always felt something was wrong.

And as a swordsmith for generations, the descendant of the Holy Sword Maker family, he has a particularly keen sense of the Holy Sword.

No matter what Kamishiro Reika said, he always had an inexplicable liking for the White Sword.

The White Sword is probably not a man-made Holy Sword.

It feels much more powerful than the two Holy Swords that were first born - the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness.

"I really want to study it carefully. If I can't get it this time, I may have to go to the other side."

The Sound Swordsman muttered for a while, attracting Rentaro's staring eyes.

Can such words be said casually?

"Don't mess around," Rentaro warned, "Our goal is just to let the organization let Fei Yuzhen go, otherwise everyone will be liquidated at that time."

The Wind Swordsman in front of him, Fei Daolian, did not speak, his eyes slightly red, staring at the exit of the tunnel.

Only he lost the power of wind, and the power of the Holy Sword of Wind can be said to be directly half useless.

This time, we must get it back no matter what.

"Strong is justice, so I must become the strongest swordsman..."

"Still saying that."

Rentaro looked tired, and felt that his teammates had some problems.

Perhaps they will return to normal after Touma returns.

Everyone should continue to work together to protect the world, instead of panicking like now.

After transferring to the Antarctic headquarters base, it has been a long time since I dealt with Migido properly.

The blade of the holy sword should not be pointed at companions.

……