Collapse, it turns out I'm not the only one simulating

"Are you OK?"

She didn't get the answer she expected, but...

"You saved me, and I have nothing to repay you with except my body."

Classic, the tall, rich and handsome man pledges his love to his wife, while the short, ugly and poor man pledges his love to his wife.

But...isn't this direction a bit wrong?

"..."

Yae Sakura, the guardian maiden of Yae Village, felt the surprise that the world five hundred years later brought her.

It’s a bit big, so she has to bear with it.

......

"Has it been five hundred years?"

The wooden teacup had an antique hue, and the shabby tea leaves were floating in the light brown tea.

After hearing the news from the outside world from An Lan, the cherry-haired girl's face was filled with melancholy.

The person is gone, gone is the past.

Everything in the past has been buried in the years.

The village that she once protected and hated has disappeared, leaving only its ruins. It has become a mere mention in history books, not even worth elaborating on.

The light in his heart - Kallen Kaslana had died five hundred years ago, and only the name of 'Saint Kallen' was passed down today, five hundred years later.

The only people from his era left were himself and Feiyukumaru.

The girl's face was filled with numbness and gloom, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes due to knowing the true history.

Five hundred years later, Kallen is dead...

These are all news that were expected long ago.

The gray color once again closed the soul, and the broken and numb soul was once again shrouded by the dark color.

Everything she cared about and hated is gone. For Yaezakura, there is nothing in this world worth her caring about anymore.

If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to prevent Feiyukumaru from going out and causing trouble for the world, Yaezakura would probably have died by now to seek relief.

The reason......

There was a hole in her heart and she had nothing to live for.

If conditions allowed now and she could kill Kiryuumaru completely, or if she could entrust this responsibility to another person, Yae Sakura would definitely do it without hesitation, and then reunite with Kallen after completing this task.

This point was made very clear after experiencing a full hundred cycles in the last simulation.

He came for this very reason.

——No matter what the reason, Yaezakura must not die

If she has no support to survive, then give her a support that can keep her alive.

For example......

Taking the girl's slender white hand, An Lan looked directly into her numb eyes and shouted very seriously: "Yae Sakura, I fell in love with you at first sight. Can you wear the White Wedding Dress for me?"

It happened, the legendary love at first sight.

——Being tempted by beauty

In the culture of the Far Eastern island countries, white is the color that represents the sun and symbolizes holiness.

Its pure and innocent background is highly favored by the residents living on this land.

As history developed, this color was gradually applied to married women, who wore white kimonos as bridal dresses.

That is white purity.

There is no doubt that for a girl who has lived on this land all her life, Yaezakura...

An Lan was proposing to her at this moment.

He would marry her in front of this god, in this village that she protected and hated.

"..."

He is not joking, he is serious.

Feeling the burning eyes of the young man in front of her almost piercing through her, the stunned Yae Sakura realized this.

If I nod now, the man in front of me will definitely prepare a white wedding dress for me as quickly as possible. In this realm of gods, in the eyes of gods,

Under the witness of, I made a vow with myself.

The unprecedented experience caused ripples in the girl's heart, which had gradually become numb after five hundred years of fighting with Feiyumaru.

Like a heavy hammer, An Lan's unexpected action at this moment created a crack in her dark heart, and the pure background underneath could be vaguely seen.

Since the death of her sister, Yaezakura had only felt a little warmth from Kallen, but at this moment she once again felt the feeling of being valued.

She is a human being, not a shrine maiden to protect Yae Village, nor a tool to be bullied or morally blackmailed by them at will.

The care from others made the girl feel warm, and the hot light almost melted the ice in the witch's heart.

but......

"I'm sorry, I'm the guardian shrine maiden of Yae Village, and I must remain pure."

Resolutely pulling her hand back from An Lan's, the cherry-haired witch rejected An Lan's proposal without hesitation.

got rejected.

But it was not unexpected.

There may be people in this world who would agree to a flash marriage upon first meeting, but that woman definitely cannot be Yaesakura.

Five hundred years of reincarnation have given her a twisted obsession with Kallen.

She may not have liked Kallen before, but she was grateful to the only person who cared about her after her sister's death.

But in the countless reincarnations over the past five hundred years, even if he had no thoughts beyond friendship towards Kallen, he would still have a deep obsession with her.

Just as a drowning person cannot give up the straw that appears in front of him, even though she knows that all this is just a false illusion created by Feiyukumaru, Yaezakura cannot refuse the hard-earned warmth.

That is why...

Although you are very handsome, there is no way I can accept your proposal.

I just want my Kallen.

——Feiyuwan comes to step forward

A middle-aged woman dressed like a village woman appeared outside the door at some point, destroying the awkward atmosphere.

"Yae Sakura, the Lord God is looking for you."

......

"Lord God, it has not rained in the village for three months."

The eyes of the cherry-haired priestess were once again filled with dullness.

Kneeling on the tatami, the cherry-haired shrine maiden, wearing a white dress and red hakama, was oblivious to everything around her.

She was at the meeting and listened blankly to other people's speeches, indifferent to this scene that had happened countless times before.

Left and right...they are just illusions that have happened countless times.

"We must quickly perform the sacrifice and ask the gods for blessings."

In the reflection of the girl's wooden eyes, a neatly dressed old man glanced at the silent Yae Sakura and continued the previous man's words.

Another person said, "Then let's choose a pure woman from the village this time?"

"..."

There was a wave in the eyes of the cherry-haired girl.

Many years ago, she lost her beloved sister because of a similar scenario.

Because of the decision of the Lord God, and because my sister is frail and sickly...

So she had to sacrifice herself voluntarily for the village and become the village's sacrifice to Kamisama.

Now... the same thing is happening again, repeating itself before my eyes.

Yaezakura closed her eyes in pain. She didn't want to see the same tragedy happen again before her eyes.

Even if...it didn't happen to me.

However...she was wrong.

Under the awed gazes of the other villagers of Yae Village, the man dressed as a priest sitting on the first seat responded.

"No, we are not choosing sacrifices from the village this time."

"Everyone in the village has sacrificed enough. Let's choose a foreigner as the sacrifice this year."

"..."

The moment this answer was given, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The residents of this era are so cruel, selfish and ignorant.

They revere the gods of heaven and earth and when faced with disasters, they do not try to find solutions but instead hope that the problems can be solved through grace from the gods.

They even hold grand sacrificial ceremonies and offer their own lives as sacrifices.

Anyway, they are not my own children, so it doesn’t matter if they die; or if I am in so much pain, others can’t expect to have an easy life either.

Of course...

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

No one would refuse if it could minimize the possibility of becoming a victim.

A stranger who sacrificed her life for the harvest of their village, they would remember her contribution, but would never shed a tear for her.

only......

After announcing his decision, the chief priest of Yae Shrine glanced at the numb and painful Yae Sakura, and smiled coldly from an angle where no one could notice.

He continued, "I think the stranger rescued by the guardian witch is extremely qualified to be a sacrifice."

"..."

Various emotions replaced the joy on the faces of the participants. Even the numb and painful Yaezakura had some emotional fluctuations after hearing these words.

"Lord God, don't you have to choose pure virgins for sacrifice?"

"Doing this will surely anger the gods."

Surprise, fear, panic...

There are so many different things.

But the chief priest of Yae Shrine ignored it.

"I have received an oracle from Kamisama, who asked us to use that foreigner as this year's sacrifice."

The right to interpret religion is the greatest power in the hands of the God.

In this field, no one can refute his words. He is the spokesperson of the gods worshipped by Yae Village in the human world.

"..."

The villagers looked at each other, somewhat at a loss.

The Lord God's words seemed to have planted something in their hearts, allowing something to take root and sprout in their hearts.

They thought...

What if?

What if the gods really gave this oracle?

What if the God not only doesn't get angry, but is delighted instead?

Luck became all they had in their hearts at this moment.

"Since it is a divine oracle, let's do as the Lord God says."