Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 204: Knight of Dark Disaster 33

Sometimes it is difficult to tell what is right or wrong, and even if you know the full story, you are unable to judge.

The boundaries between black and white are clear, and this situation is a low-probability event.

Just like the entanglement between Xu Yan and that unknown god in the past.

Who is right and who is wrong, who gives more, who loves more deeply, and who is more sad.

How can this be calculated and explained clearly?

That's why Xu Yan was curious about what kind of person he was in the past that made a god so obsessed with him.

How could I, who knew nothing and was so cold, so bad, so selfish, who only thought about pursuing death and never cared about other people's feelings, deserve his words "No matter what you become, I will love you."?

Perhaps in the eyes of everyone, he is him, even if he has no memories of the past, he is still him, and he will always be him.

But in his own eyes he was hardly the same person as he once was.

Just like those people in every world, each of them has different wills, different hobbies, and different pursuits.

Because he couldn't be sure if he were to become them and stand in their shoes, would he make the same great choice as they did.

When he performs, he can put himself in their shoes and make choices, constructing an ending that suits their characters, but his own heart remains calm from beginning to end.

Whenever he met those pairs of eyes filled with fiery emotions, his heart became even more desolate.

He still remembered that at the beginning, he couldn't remember anything, and didn't even know how to speak. He just stood in the mission hall of the paradise in a daze, with no emotion in his mind.

Since then, his heart has been empty until now. He can't put anything in it even if he doesn't want to.

Even joy, anger, sadness and other emotions that are not love seem to become extremely dull with the breaking of love, and the only thing left is the desire for death.

It's like a person without a sense of taste suddenly tastes his first sweet taste. Even if the fishy sweetness comes from blood, he will still enjoy it.

His death seemed to bring pain to many people, but at the same time it also saved many people...so was he wrong?

Similarly, that god chose to save his own world and chose to save the homes of billions of people. Was he wrong?

Maybe everyone just chooses their own path and then walks to the end of the road, that's all.

And the outcome, whether good or bad, is probably the price they pay.

So his thoughts were as confused as a tangled mess at the moment, which was the price he was paying for the choices he had made in the past.

He didn't even know what he was thinking, he was just thinking in a confused manner.

So when Xu Yan woke up this time, the confusion in his eyes was not acted, the bewilderment was not acted, and the empty heart was not acted.

He was still immersed in those chaotic thoughts and had not yet come back to his senses.

Then he felt a warm hug.

The hug was restrained and gentle, without any strong possessiveness.

He slowly raised his hands and hugged the waist of the person in his arms. There was no acting, no character, and he just said nothing.

The third executive officer of the park, Xu Yan, is also a character he portrayed.

At this moment, this body that has lost its expression and speech, and is waiting for death, is the real him.

"Ayan."

The god, who finally had his hands free and was able to barely cast his gaze over, called out softly, his dark eyes with a hint of silver vaguely reflecting a white figure with long silver hair.

He was a handsome and cold young man with a pair of silver-blue eyes whose beauty could not be described in words, but these eyes were dull, dead and empty.

There was a horrifying hole in his heart, with only one-third of his heart beating, while the other two-thirds were woven together by thin and fragile lines, and every beat seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

That was the appearance of Xu Yan's soul.

"Have they caused you any trouble in this world?" the god asked softly.

The perfect cheek that no human could possess was gently pressed against the cheek of the person in his arms, and the slender fingers as white as jade and as beautiful as bamboo were inserted into his hair, gently and slowly combing the long silver hair with ice-blue ends.

Who is hugging him? Who is talking to him? Who am I…?

The young man didn't know why he woke up here. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his memories were like a mixture of paste, blurry and turbid.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm always here, I never leave you, never."

Every time the God saw the young man's soul, He would feel unbearable heartache. Although He no longer needed to breathe, He would always feel the long-lost feeling of suffocation at this moment.

It was all because he was too weak at that time. If he had been more obedient and not relied on Ah Yan's doting to be lazy and slack off, his Ah Yan would not have been forced into this state.

I had to dig out two-thirds of my heart with my own hands to strip away all my love for Him... This is my soul, I wonder how painful it must be...

But He could only watch and couldn't even close His eyes.

"You are...Yu..."

As the word fell, the young man's eyes suddenly turned red. He pushed away the god who was hugging him and reached out to grab his broken heart.

The thin lines that formed the heart were deformed by his grip. Drops of scarlet blood oozed out from the lines and hung on them like round pearls. They were then torn apart by the force of the tearing and shattered on the ground.

The god immediately rushed forward and held the young man's blood-stained hand tightly, preventing him from tearing his heart any further.

The noble and great god was now as panicked as an ordinary human being, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ayan, don't do this anymore, there's no need to do this anymore..."

"But...you shouldn't be like this..."

The young man's eyes suddenly brightened up. He spoke slowly and hoarsely, "You... shouldn't... love me. It was me... who harmed you."

The god shook his head anxiously, He held the young man in his arms, and gave him kisses on the face one after another, trying to express His love.

"No, it was you who saved me, it was you who accompanied me as I grew up, it was you who protected me for thousands of years, because of you I can be me, not His nourishment."

"Ayan, I love you, only you."

The God who always synchronizes all fragmented memories and feelings will never let his lover have wild thoughts. He will express his love to his lover in the most straightforward language.

If your loved one doesn’t feel it, then keep saying it, over and over again. He is willing to say it forever.

Even if his lover feels it, he will continue, He wants to keep talking.

……

Xu Yan woke up.

The three people who were waiting anxiously gathered over immediately. Their vision was filled with three worried faces, making Xu Yan a little dazed.

Then, a tearing pain came from his heart and brain at the same time, but Xu Yan endured it without even frowning, and even gave the three people a gentle and somewhat awkward smile.

"What's wrong with me?" Xu Yan's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up.

Ze Chang breathed a sigh of relief.

After he and Nan Ze worked together to help Xu Yan resist the influence of Tarnov's curse, Xu Yan fell into a semi-comatose state until the afternoon of the next day, which is now.

While Xu Yan was comforting the three people and telling them that he was fine, he was checking the memory that suddenly appeared in his mind.

It turns out that He has been here.

I used to be so cruel. It turns out I tore my own heart.

Walk a six alone.

Xu Yan politely declined the three people's intention to help, and only breathed a sigh of relief after driving them out of the room. He sat on the edge of the bed and endured the pain caused by "another self".

He has always been like this, he can act out fake pain without any scruples, because it is fake and will not have any effect on him, but if the pain is real, he will pretend nothing has happened and will never expose his weakness in front of others.

Besides, pain was really nothing to him. As long as he didn’t faint, he could endure it without changing his expression.

A moment later, with the help of 937, his injuries were stabilized.

After 937 resolved his psychological trauma, he also recalled many of his previous abilities, which became more useful than before.

"Sir, how about I throw a healing bug over there?"

Xu Yan glanced at the butterfly in 937's hand and was in a trance for a moment.

'Throw it here, I want the blue one.'

'okay. '

937 agreed happily, and the butterfly in his hand was instantly decomposed and reassembled, and a gorgeous and beautiful ice-blood night butterfly appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Do you like this?" 937 asked with a smirk.

Xu Yan glanced at him sideways. After recovering, this thing seemed to have become more and more naughty, but also much smarter.

'Um.'

Then a beautiful and exquisite mechanical butterfly appeared on Xu Yan's shoulder, exactly the same as the blue butterfly that always landed on his forehead to help him sleep.

Xu Yan raised his hand and touched its tentacles, chuckling helplessly.

He also didn't quite understand what was going on with him now.

The news of this battle for the throne of God spread throughout the entire Slavic world in just three days. I believe the situation in other countries is the same. After all, once the king of a country becomes a god, it represents absolute rule over the world. At that time, other countries will have no choice but to surrender or perish.

Therefore, this war that concerns the interests of everyone has attracted the attention of the whole world. They hope that their country can win and hope that their country can have a real god.

The Slavic king held a farewell dinner for Ze and Xu Yan. Almost all the princes, princesses and nobles attended. People came and went in the usually solemn and majestic royal court, and it was rare to see a bit of liveliness.

The king has specially issued an order that today, people do not have to abide by some of the royal court's rules in the royal court and can walk around freely in the designated area.

So when Ze brought Xu Yan to the scene, he saw several naughty children from noble families running around happily and almost bumped into him.

But the moment Xu Yan appeared, these naughty kids immediately turned around and ran back behind their parents, not even daring to show their heads, like mice seeing a cat.

Although Ze is the crown prince, he has always been very tolerant of children and has a mild temper, so he is really liked by children. Those naughty children did come towards Ze because there was no female knight with him who would hold them under her armpits and spank them and cover their mouths.

But what they didn't expect was that this time, following Ze was a black demon that was even more terrifying than the female devil. Their father and mother had specifically told them that if they saw a demon covered in black, they must stay away from him, otherwise they would be caught and eaten by him!

It is the form of intimidation that three or four-year-old children fear the most.

Even though Xu Yan was fully armed for the banquet, he did look a little ferocious in the eyes of the children.

A black and red light armor covered his chest, back, right arm and shoulders. The shape of the light armor matched the sword at his waist, which was sharp and murderous. The black and red knight's uniform was also different from that of other knights. It adopted an asymmetrical design, with the hem longer on the left and shorter on the right. The red magic patterns interlaced light and dark like breathing, and even the Slavic national emblem printed on the chest seemed to exude hostility and ominousness because of the blood-red color.

Especially the magic cloak that Ze specially selected for Xu Yan. The hem of the black outer and red inner cloak was not made of cloth, but a virtual black and red mist that floated behind him as he walked...

The whole person looks like a big devil walking out of hell with black air special effects.

But the man's face, with his eyes covered by black satin, reveals the righteousness and majesty of an orthodox knight, giving people the illusion that an unforgivable demon has been disciplined to be obedient. This can easily arouse the superior's desire for conquest, making him want to make this knife his weapon and make him bow his rebellious head in front of him.

In people's eyes, Xu Yan was unruly and cold. No matter what kind of looks or words they used to provoke or hurt him, he would always just walk past them with a calm and cold expression, and would not even glance at them for a moment.

His eyes only follow their king and the outstanding crown prince, and they are no different from the dust under his feet to him.

Although it was a banquet, almost all the knights who were responsible for guarding were still wearing their armor. They did not participate in the joy of the banquet, but followed behind the guards or stood at the edge.

And Xu Yan belongs to the former.

There was a sound of armor rubbing against each other from behind him. It was the sound of Xu Yan, who was right behind him.

The smile on Ze's lips became more genuine, especially when his eyes met the little kitten squatting on his shoulder.

The kitten's tail was blown into the shape of a squirrel's tail.

As for the fourth protagonist, Tang Ze, in order to avoid being noticed by Tarnov, he disguised himself as an ordinary knight and was currently guarding outside the banquet area.

Tang Ze added another item to his list of priorities: learning the ability to transform into plants and animals.

The rule that Xu Yan gave him was freedom, which meant that as long as he wanted, there was almost nothing he couldn't do.

But this is not without a prerequisite, that is, it must be within the strength of the laws he possesses.

The 'freedom' he obtained was still far from the level of true 'freedom', but compared with the common people, he was already very lucky.

At least, he could see Xu Yan again.