Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Not only Tanjiro, Nezuko and others, when they heard this sentence, their first reaction was that the swordsman misunderstood.

"I hope I'm wrong too, but..."

With his head down, the male swordsman's face was full of pain.

Clear tears flowed out, leaving a trace on the smoke-blackened face.

"But, that was really done by Mr. Secretary!"

The rest of the swordsmen also gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, as if they didn't want to think about it.

"but……"

Just as Tanjiro was about to say something, he noticed a figure walking from the direction of the rising sun.

"Secretary, sir..."

After approaching, Tanjiro discovered that the person was the secretary.

"You didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Tanjiro's expression suddenly changed.

He smelled a bloody smell, the source of which came from the secretary.

That's not the smell of ghost blood, but human beings, like him, the blood of living human beings!

Moreover, its richness is definitely not the kind of small dose that is splashed on the body.

Secretary, personally killed more than ten ghost hunters!

The pupils trembled constantly, at this moment, Tanjiro even wondered if there was something wrong with his nose.

How could my respected secretary do such a thing.

Regardless of his injured body, he stepped forward quickly and asked loudly.

"Mr. Secretary, did you really kill the ghost hunter?"

"You mean, the first batch of support troops?"

"Yes."

Among the people present, only the first batch of ghost hunters who came to support were absent.

If the people who came behind did not lie, the murderer was the secretary in front of him.

But Tanjiro was still waiting, waiting for the secretary to say the word "no".

"I killed it."

There was no slight fluctuation in his tone, and no regret or annoyance could be seen on the secretary's face.

Yes, just as calm as stagnant water.

"Those people, controlled by the ghost named 'Brain Eater', are no longer human beings."

"Please don't say that!"

With a loud roar, Tanjiro refuted the secretary for the first time in his life.

"No matter what, please stop slandering those swordsmen."

Looking at Tanjiro with tears streaming down his face, the secretary frowned.

"No, I'm telling the truth, why don't you believe it?"

Obviously, Tanjiro, like the previous swordsman, took what the secretary said as an excuse to get rid of himself.

The so-called "hearing is worse than seeing", people are always willing to believe what they see with their own eyes.

But behind this sentence, there is the second half.

"Seeing is not believing."

But no matter how the secretary explained, Tanjiro just lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I've said it before, those people are just empty shells, manipulative walking corpses!"

"Is that all your excuses?"

Finally, Tanjiro raised his head and looked at the secretary.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for ten days and nights.

Having gone through such a difficult battle, Tanjiro did not feel hopeless.

But at this moment, he really felt a little tired.

Thinking back to the details of his contact with the Secretary in the past, the original beauty and joy, at this moment, made him a little disgusted.

"Mr. Secretary, you..."

Gritting his teeth, Tanjiro pointed.

Although he didn't say the second half of the sentence, the meaning was already obvious.

This team no longer welcomes the secretary to join.

Without speaking, the secretary just observed the expressions of other people.

The confusion and doubts of the swordsmiths, and the puzzlement of Tiedi Heyuan Tiezhen.

Brother Shi Tou's shock, Immortal Chuan Xuanya's disbelief.

Nezuko's eyes were full of complexity, sometimes staying on the secretary's body, and sometimes moving to Tanjirou's body.

In the end, the secretary's eyes fixed on Ganluji Mitsuri's face.

Different from what he imagined, the expression on the other party's face was very simple.

smile.

It was a smile that did not contain any impurities and came from the bottom of my heart.

"I believe Mr. Secretary, he is not someone who would do such a thing."

Rarely, Ganluji Mitsuri did not speak loudly, but paused word by word, with a very serious expression.

"What happened that day is still vivid in my mind."

"He's not that kind of person, there must be some misunderstanding!"

Everyone present hoped that this was a misunderstanding, but the secretary could not produce any evidence.

If we judge only by his one-sided words, how would the dead swordsman feel?

Under the influence of such thoughts, most people still choose to temporarily reject the secretary.

"Is it."

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, Secretary Secretary looked at Ganlu Temple Mitsuri and said with a smile.

"Mitsuri, do you really want to stand by my side?"

"Yes."

Nodding vigorously, Ganluji Mitsuri walked out of the crowd and stood beside the secretary.

"You need to know that making this choice may cause you to lose the position of 'pillar'."

"I'm not afraid, because I trust you, Mr. Secretary."

Without saying a word, the secretary just gently touched Mitsuri's head, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He is also human and has his own feelings.

Under the circumstances of being misunderstood by everyone, Ganluji Mitsuri supported him, which was enough to move him.

"In that case, let's go."

With that said, the secretary turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

Kanroji Mitsuri looked at Tanjirou and the others, stared for a while, then quickly followed.

"Everyone, let's part ways here, no need to send it off!"

The secretary's voice came from afar, and the words were so free and easy, without the slightest affectation.

When Tanjiro and the others heard these words, they were shocked.

They clearly felt the deep meaning of this sentence.

The Secretary, who returned after a hundred years, left again today.

It's not the kind of temporary departure in the past, but really, leaving.

There is no angry scolding, no cold eyes, no reluctance and loneliness.

Yes, just a calm.

At this moment, many people have already begun to regret it, and they should trust the secretary.

How can someone who can express such feelings deceive them.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

An invisible crack had quietly appeared, separating them from the secretary.

Even if everyone fills it up, it will be difficult to fill up the cracks.

"Did we do something wrong?"

Watching the backs of the secretary and Kanroji Mitori disappear into the distance, Tanjiro said to himself.

"Mr. Secretary, did we really do something wrong?"