The spell daily of the departed savior

The blood on the battlefield made the sky red, and the breeze blew up the remnant flag of the Virgin of Orleans.

Wuli was the only one who was still standing.

He took a deep breath, and the physical pain from the pierced lung made his vision blurred, but even so, he still stuck the long knife into the rust-colored ground and remained standing.

No, no, no!

He remembered that the teacher had done a mission here, but no matter how hard he dug the ground, he couldn't find any news about the teacher.

why!

The ends of Wuli's eyes were crimson, and the black pupils were rolling, with unpredictable emotions almost overflowing in the next moment.

At this moment, two men in black military uniforms suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

[Mr. Wuli, you have been monitored to have violated the principle of non-interference in the public world, and acted without authorization in violation of the camp’s mission rules. Please return to the camp with us for investigation. 】

The man was startled by the ferocity in Wu Lirui's eyes, and subconsciously pulled out his gun: [The rules of the camp are like this, please understand. 】

Wuli's tall and slender body trembled uncontrollably due to the damage to his organs, but he still stood up slowly with his long knife in his hand, returning to his familiar expressionless face: [Let's go. 】

……

Ikebukuro is full of bikers at night.

Covered in black, Wuli walked out of the abandoned office building with a cold face, a few drops of warm blood dripped from his fingertips hanging under his robe.

In the messy office building, members of the gang were lying all over the floor.

Why, even the intelligence dealers in Ikebukuro don't know the information about the teacher?

Wuli frowned tightly, uncontrollable anger and disappointment almost gushed out of his eyes.

Obviously the teacher has completed tasks here, why not!

[Wu Lijun. 】The two men in black military uniforms who appeared suddenly sighed: 【It’s been a while since I met you again, please come back with me to accept the investigation. 】

……

The gathering of the kings was interrupted, and several kings were shocked by the news brought by the sudden appearance of Wuli: [Three rounds of words... the former colorless king, isn't he dead? 】

Wuli turned around and wanted to leave without finding anything, but was chased out by Yatogami Gouro and grabbed the corner of his robe: [Wait!You mean you have seen the old master?Where is he?Where is Miwa-sama! 】

Wuli opened the opponent's fingers, his eyes were gloomy and dangerous: 【Teacher, I'm dead. 】

Yatogami Gorou froze in place.

I heard Wuli continue to say: [The person who snatched the teacher from me, no matter who he is, I will find him and send him to hell. 】

Two men in black military uniforms were waiting at the end of the long street early on. Looking at Wuli's figure walking slowly stepping on military boots, they had the illusion of seeing a ferocious beast break free from the red rope connecting it with the human world.

【Wu Li-jun, you just came out of punishment. 】

Wuli's face was indifferent, as if he was the familiar member of the faction who was meticulous in his work: 【Let's go. 】

But the men looked at the dead silence that seemed to be revealed from Wuli's soul, but they knew that since the news of Sanlun's one-word battle came back, something had been broken.

They sighed, and left with Wuli one by one.

……

The full moon hangs high in Heian-kyo, and demons walk at night.

【I... don't know, I only met that lord once. He left here after defeating Yamata no Orochi, and there is no news of him among the monsters. 】The ugly demon wailed: 【My lord!I dare not lie to you, Master Miwa Yiyan has indeed never been here again...]

The invisible gas turned into a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the demon.

Wuli turned around indifferently, and stepped on the corpses of monsters all over the street, the long street was lonely, and solitary shadows slanted across.

Two men in black military uniform raised their heads and drank the warm wine, and walked out of the waiting wine shop: [Is it over, Mr. Wuli. 】

[Well, let's go. 】

Wuli lowered his eyes, pulled out the page on the terminal, and there was a long list recording the tasks he had obtained from various sources over the years, and he was re-entering those tasks one by one.

He is walking the road that the teacher once walked, and the moonlight falling on the teacher's shoulder is also shining on him at this moment.He tried to find a trace of the teacher's stop from the storefronts on the street corner and the lights on the long street. He imagined the appearance of the teacher recording waka to the flowers under the moon, and the smile when he met his new friends.

But he failed.

All that fell on him was the cold, pale moonlight.

When subconsciously wanted to turn around and call out to the teacher, there was no familiar figure on the empty long street behind him.So he could only stand there in a daze, then gathered all his thoughts alone, and continued to move forward indifferently.

[Wu Lijun. 】The two men suddenly stopped Wuli in embarrassment: 【Just received an order, the top camp executives want to see you. 】

Wuli lifted her slender eyelashes, calmly as expected: [Yes. 】

……

In the pure white and empty confinement room, there are only a pair of simple metal tables and chairs, which cast cold reflections under the pale light.

Wu Li, who was disarmed and took away the long knife, was only wearing a light gray shirt and trousers, sitting on a chair with downcast eyes, without saying a word.

creak-

The door of the confinement room opened, and there was a tidy leg salute.

Aizen Kuyousuke, who was wearing a military uniform, walked in, casually pulled away the chair opposite Wuli, and sat down: [Wuli-kun, you have been very active recently.Do you want to be transferred to the punishment department but are too embarrassed to say so? 】

Wuli, who was like a lifeless statue, finally raised his head and looked directly at the opposite side: 【My teacher, did you really die in battle? 】

【Are you implying that we killed Miwa Yiyan? 】Aizen Kuyousuke smiled: 【What a lovely speech. 】

[I have applied to get the teacher's work record sheet, but it was rejected.Whether it is applying to go to the place where the teacher died in battle, or participating in the investigation of the situation of the teacher's death in battle, or going to bring back the body of the teacher...Without exception, all were rejected. 】

Wuli's eyes were cold: 【Why?I want a truth. 】

[I hope you are clear, Mr. Wuli, if you only rely on your background, you will not be able to gain a firm foothold in the camp.Years ago, early in your camp, I and other senior executives got a lot of letters of advice.Without exception, your colleagues at the same time believe that people who come out of Meteor Street should not join the camp whose mission is to save and protect the world.It is Mr. Miwa's recommendation and guarantee that allows you to stay. 】

Lan Ran suddenly hooked the corners of his lips, and laughed mockingly: [Of course, it turns out that there are idiots even in the camp.Over the years, you have proved with your excellent work experience that you are an upright and serious person, and you have even successfully saved the world. 】

[Don't regard me and those idiots as the same people. 】Aizen Kuyousuke raised his head, showing a trace of contempt: 【Neither I nor other high-level officials are interested in using you or Miwa-kun.But it was indeed me who rejected your application. 】

Wuli's sharp long eyebrows frowned: 【Why?If you're not guilty of the teacher's death, why stop me. 】

【Very simple. 】Aizen Kuyousuke's eyes were cold: 【Because the things you did have nothing to do with the faction's mission.No matter how much power the camp personnel who go out hold, they will be restricted by multiple rules, and they are not allowed to do things other than tasks.Every little thing that seems insignificant to you can end up turning the course of the world around somewhere. 】

[Stop searching for the truth of Sanwa Yiyan's death pointlessly, just treat him as a soldier who died in battle. 】

Aizen Kuyousuke stood up, and when he turned around, the robe draped over his shoulders rolled violently: [Let me see you at the punishment office next time - I will kill you. 】

Wuli raised his head expressionlessly, his black eyes were like black holes devouring everything, without any light: 【Don't bother you, I will take the initiative to hand in my resignation. 】

The figure of the other party who had already stepped towards the gate paused.

Wuli only felt a gust of wind blowing, like a knife cut his face, and before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar by the opponent's palm.

[Wuli, are you really an upright and serious person? ] Lan Ran Kuyousuke's eyes were shining with a dangerous light, and he leaned into Wuli's ear and whispered: "It doesn't matter what kind of monster you are inside, I don't care.However, your work is not over yet. 】

[Before you actually hand in your resignation, use the faction as much as you want within the rules.Just, don't let me catch you. 】

Wuli grasped the opponent's palm indifferently, and pushed him away: [Although the teacher taught me that if he dies, there is no need to avenge him, just forget him and continue to live.but--】

[I will find out everything. 】

— My teacher was snatched away.

Whoever it is, I want him to taste a hundred times more pain than mine.