Chapter 378
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Chapter 378: The Wind from Five Hundred Years Ago Reaches the Present
The shogun personally taking action surprised Bai Wei a little.
He truly helped resolve Bai Wei’s troubles.
But upon careful thought, unexpectedly, within reason.
Yingzhou was the territory of the shogun, and with such a big fuss, the evil deity fought against himself. Ordinary people may not realize it, but he definitely couldn’t be unaware.
So he drew his sword and cut off the audacious eye of the evil deity.
Just like Yasuo’s effortlessly slicing through the void, he effortlessly controlled and then unleashed his ultimate move, instantly killing his enemy.
The fact that the shogun didn’t cause trouble for himself afterwards proved that he didn’t issue an order to attack him. Otherwise, there would be no reason to not take action.
Bai Wei closed his eyes and calmed his mind. The depleted soul needed time to recover.
With the demise of the evil deity and the departure of the shogun, he alone controlled this spiritual realm.
Next, he just needed to consolidate the spiritual realm in order to take the two sword witches out.
He looked down and realized he hadn’t observed his spiritual realm for a long time, because no matter how many times he looked, there was no change. It was all formed by his own understanding.
Cemetery and garden.
He took a step and approached the two sword witches.
Yoshine Ise and Igarashi Shimizu were first startled, then reacted differently.
Ise was excited, with a slight reverence, "You are…"
Igarashi Shimizu immediately kneeled down, "Long live Your Majesty! I didn’t mean to peek at these, you can erase my memory or whatever, but please spare my life. I have a seventy-year-old grandmother and a three-year-old sister."
Ise："…"
Her emotions and questions that she was brewing all disappeared.
She noticed that the other person indeed had golden eyes and golden hair, completely different from the appearance of the mentor in her memory. How could an emperor be as gentle as that young man? Maybe she had mistaken him…
She thought so, but then saw the young man pass through the transparent layer of the golden garden and enter the cemetery.
In the next moment, the golden light on him disappeared, and he turned into a young man with black hair and black eyes.
Ise immediately became absent-minded, and Shimizu lost her voice in an instant.
Bai Wei didn’t look at their astonished expressions, but stretched out his hand and gently touched the nearby tombstone. His fingertips caressed the rough tombstone, his eyes filled with memories, sorrow, and fleeting pain.
The mentor sighed softly and then said, "Go back, this is not the place for you to come."
His voice was so gentle and soothing, sounding just like the memory.
Yoshine Ise’s throat was dry, and this scene before her revealed a shocking truth from history, causing her ears to ring and her consciousness to grow hazy, as if being struck by a huge bell.
Without realizing it, she asked, "Why?"
It might not be her own will that drove her, but that girl named Millie.
"How is this possible?"
Igarashi Shimizu also sat down weakly, perhaps feeling not the gloom and loss of consciousness herself, but the maid Sophia, who had served the emperor her whole life.
Bai Wei looked at them, and in his eyes, he saw the faces of Sophia and Millie reflecting back at him.
He had a moment of shock, and then understood what it meant.
However, Bai Wei had no intention of answering; the truth belonged to his own burden.
After five hundred years, being entangled in this truth was meaningless; the departed had passed, and their peaceful slumber should not be disturbed.
Knowing the truth, it would surely be difficult for them to accept, even if they had long since passed away…
Bai Wei said, "It would be better for you to remain unaware of this matter. Forget about it."
He snapped his fingers, and suddenly the world dimmed, as boundless darkness swallowed this spiritual realm.
Turn off the lights.
There was no answer to their questions, and everything was submerged in darkness. The consciousness of the two witches quickly returned to chaos.
They would also selectively forget some of the things that happened here, not remembering everything.
Many times, it’s better not to know than to know, and it’s better not to remember than to remember.
The shining lines drew the outline again.
Today, the cemetery and the golden courtyard are still enveloped in silence, mist, and radiance.
Quietly, a tombstone was missing in the cemetery, and a sculpture was missing in the golden courtyard.
…
Bai Wei left the spiritual realm and returned to his body, feeling a wave of dizziness and pain.
This meant that his soul power had been excessively depleted.
However, he didn’t fall down. Some hands behind him held him up.
Five sword witches looked at him with worry and said, "Mr. White, are you alright?"
"No, both me and them got involved in a strange dream," said Bai Wei. "We thought we couldn’t escape this time, but then we saw a flash of lightning, and we were released afterwards…"
"Lightning?"
"Red thunder," said Bai Wei.
"It must be the General," said the sword witch confidently. "It seems like the General intervened."
"The situation is very serious," said the sword witch with a ponytail, her face tense. "The other sisters are guarding outside, and we haven’t seen any followers of the evil god breaking in. No wonder… They were trying to attack us in the dream?"
"But I also fell asleep earlier, why wasn’t I affected?" one of the sword witches expressed doubt.
"That doesn’t matter," said Bai Wei. "The evil god was repelled by the red lightning. Now their plan must have failed, and they must have suffered some damage. They should be nearby, so there’s no need to continue guarding here. Let’s all split up and search for them."
He looked pale, but his mind was clear. He teased, "We’re all third-class adventurers. Why don’t we go on a hunt, ladies? I’m sure you’re all experts at tracking followers of the evil god."
Several sword witches exchanged glances and became intrigued.
One straightforward sword witch agreed, "That’s right. With so many third-class adventurers around, we could make at least 500,000."
The sword witch with a ponytail nodded and urged, "Go on, hurry up."
"Aren’t you all coming?" the puzzled sword witch asked, with a look of disbelief. Why would they miss out on this opportunity?
"I’ll stay behind to take care of the injured," the sword witch with a ponytail said. "Ise and Shimizu are still unconscious."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other three sword witches subtly raised their eyebrows and discreetly pursed their lips.
Hypocritical, truly hypocritical… Clearly, their intentions were not pure.
"Mr. Bai, please lie down on the sofa," said a sword witch in a sailor uniform. "You look so pale, you must be feeling sad. Drink some hot water and then close your eyes for a rest. I’ll use my spiritual power to comfort you."
Bai Wei said there was no big problem, "It’s okay, I just need to rest for a while."
"That won’t do, lie down properly, we will take care of you…’all of us’." The other girl hesitated for three seconds before reluctantly adding a word.
Bai Wei had to lie down on the sofa, and then four girls sat beside him.
Suddenly, there was a feeling of being carried in a coffin…
The other sword witches also realized that there were too many people at this time, and they exchanged glances with each other.
"Aren’t you short of money recently? Go make money quickly, there are so many opportunities to make 500,000 yen walking around!"
"I’m not going, this opportunity is priceless. But you, didn’t you feel suppressed by Jingūji recently? Go earn some credit, and Lady funeral attendant will give you a small red flower as a reward."
"Huh, Jingūji is still lying in the hospital. I’m sitting here, which already shows that I’m better than her. What do you understand? You there! Don’t act innocent, you’re the most cunning one, I know you hide a bunch of male model magazines, you must be lusting after Mr. Bai."
"So what if I’m lusting after him? There are more wolves than meat now. I’m just happy with what I have. Are you all noble or something?"
They locked eyes and there was thunder and lightning.
During his time as a mentor, Bai Wei personally took part in battles and occasionally got injured. Every time he lay in the hospital bed, there would be a dispute over who had the right to take care of him.
Unless they were injured themselves, caregivers would often increase to a dozen or more people, regardless of gender, resulting in a chaotic fight.
The first group to arrive were ordinary people who showed concern and then left. Then came a group of arrogant people, but they had the lowest combat power and would retreat after a few words, causing a self-explosion. Afterward, some good-looking guys sat quietly next to the hospital bed, radiating a warm and caring aura. They were about to show their concern when a fierce older sister with an unfriendly look dragged them out and gave them a beating. Once the fierce older sister returned, she would put on a different face and become an understanding and caring sister who could heal. But before she could warm the seat, a cunning little girl would mock her in a few words, causing her true nature to be exposed and making her furious. The cunning little girl would then sit down and transform into an obedient and well-behaved younger sister. But just like before, she would be dragged out by a stoic guy because he thought she was too noisy. Lastly, only those with the highest combat power, great popularity, and the determination to ignore everyone else would enter.
Ah, that dreaded feeling of déjà vu.
But he didn’t dislike it; instead, he felt nostalgic and comfortable.
This familiarity even soothed the stinging sensation, as if the wind from five hundred years ago had blown into the present, still carrying the same scent.