I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

Axue wiped his face. His black clothes were now splattered with fresh blood.

"But fortunately, I'm no longer a white-robed Shura in this life. This black suit is resistant to stains, so I'll just make do with it."

"W-who are you?!"

The two bandits looked panicked and just as they were about to draw their weapons, they saw Axue already holding a large sword, and her figures had already crossed paths with the two slow-moving bandits!

The next moment, Axue slowly put away the knife.

The remaining two bandits were beheaded immediately!

"That makes it one hundred and seventy people, which is a perfect round number."

There was immense compassion in Axue's eyes. He clasped his hands together in front of the three headless corpses, bowed his head and chanted Buddhist scriptures to pray for their salvation.

"If there is an afterlife, I will resolve to be a good person..."

Then Axue gave the order.

"Duan Zang, I'd like to trouble you to deal with these three bodies."

Kato Danzou's figure emerged from the darkness, her golden eyes staring down at the three headless corpses. Even though she was a mechanical ninja without any emotions, Danzou couldn't help but feel a little afraid at this moment.

"Master Xue...why would you do such a thing in private?"

"Are you asking me the reason?"

"No, no, if it's something like this, there's no need to dirty Master Xue's hands. Just leave it to Dan Zang to handle..."

"It's okay, Danzo."

Axue interrupted Kato Danzo and then answered.

"I am only... helping the people get rid of harm."

Kato Danzo was silent for a while.

"You...are a holy monk..."

The strong are like wild weeds that grow wildly.

The weak are like short grass crawling on the ground.

But the weeds can grow very tall in the blink of an eye. They don’t even see the short grass and won’t even look at it.

There is also the process of natural selection and survival of the fittest among short grasses, and the phenomenon of grass eating grass is most likely to occur among short grasses.

If the weeds knew the plight of the dwarf grass, they would become hesitant and stop growing.

If the short grass understood the difficulties faced by the weeds, it would become their accomplice and act recklessly.

Sooner or later, those short grasses will eat up the weeds and become the new generation of weeds.

This is reality.

The two simply cannot understand each other.

But both have reasons to live.

If Torachiyo will be on the path to light from now on.

Then at this moment, Axue is undoubtedly the darkness under the light.

Chapter 6800: The True Savior ( words)

【Hidesaburo's health is getting worse day by day.】

【Tora Chiyo has been staying in the village all this time, taking care of this old man's daily life with you.】

[Ever since Hidesaburo fell ill, this paranoid and stubborn old man, who initially disliked his senior, actually became very fond of talking to Torachiyo.]

He often instructed Torachiyo on how to farm, how to distinguish good rice ears from bad, and how to plant rice at the most appropriate time.

[It is as if I want to pass on all my knowledge to you before I die.]

[No one would have thought that you two brothers from Linquan Temple would have a farmer as your master.]

【What’s even more surprising is that the famous doctor’s diagnosis was wrong, and Hidesaburo lived for another month.】

[Until the arrival of early spring, Hidesaburo still hadn't completely collapsed. His physical condition had even begun to improve slightly, and he could even barely get out of bed and walk.]

When spring arrives, it's time for the villagers to start planting rice in the paddy fields.

In front of the paddy fields.

As Xue listened to the villagers going to the fields to plant rice, and heard Torachiyo diligently directing them, she said to Hidesaburo beside her, "Old man, it looks like Senior Brother has mastered it completely. When these seeds are harvested, it will surely be a beautiful sight."

"Lady Torachiyo is very quick-witted and can easily master anything she learns."

Xiuzabulang leaned on a cane, hunched over and smiled.

"Hey—Axue! Come plant rice with us! It's fun!"

Torachiyo was giving orders in the paddy field, when he suddenly turned around, waved, and spoke loudly to Axue.

"Lord Torachiyo, you're smiling so happily right now..."

Xiuzabulang looked at the Buddhist martial god smiling happily in the paddy field with satisfaction, and then spoke to the child in black beside him.

"Axue, can you feel it? It's Torachiyo's truest wish."

"...Me?"

Axue did not respond to her senior brother's call, but just chatted with Xiu Sanlang.

"Old man, you are confused. I am blind and can't see my senior brother's smile at all."

Xiuzabulang did not respond immediately. He just squatted down, looked at the seedlings in the paddy field, and then said casually.

"Axue, I always feel that you are more mature than the average person. You can't tell that you are actually a child under ten years old. You are not like the children in the village who only know how to play in the mud and laugh at your age."

"Is there anything wrong with that?"

Axue asked back.

"Forgive me for offending you, old man. But did you... have a truly happy childhood?"

This question made Axue silent.

childhood?

If I ask my previous life self this question, I might be able to draw a conclusion, but if I ask my current life self, I probably won’t get any answer.

But what was I doing at this moment in my previous life?

Probably after a few days, he would foolishly wait for his senior brother to return from the battlefield, and then his face would be completely disfigured by a fire in Linquan Temple.

Or has this period of time already left behind the so-called childhood?

Then we have to move the time forward a little more.

Was it because he refused to accept his [destined death] that he was almost expelled from Linquan Temple by his master?

Or did you go down the mountain to beg for alms and encounter a farmer who ate human flesh?

Or learn knowledge and martial arts from senior brothers?

"I...perhaps I once had a happy childhood."

Axue herself was not very sure.

During that time, was I really happy from the bottom of my heart?

"I always feel like, Xue, you...always think too much about things, as if you're suppressing your own nature."

Xiu Sanlang began to mutter to himself.

"Take your congenital blindness for example. I've never heard you complain about it like a child, Xue. In fact, children your age are very prone to throwing tantrums. There are no children as obedient and intelligent as you."

"There's no need to say this kind of thing, right?"

Axue replied naturally.

"Even if I say it out loud, it will only increase the negative emotions others feel when they hear it."

"...Yeah, I think so too. So, Xue, you are truly a saint-like child."

But is this really the case?

Axue lowered her head, and couldn't stop recalling the past.

During the fire at Linquan Temple, I hated these eyes more than once.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never really seen others clearly with his eyes.

Yes.

Anyway, no one can hear my voice.

At this moment, Axue told some of her little secrets that she had never revealed before.

He has been dissatisfied since he was born.

Countless joking thoughts had flashed through Axue's mind.

Why didn't the Buddha take away the eyes of other monks when they were obviously more stupid and uglier than himself? Why did he let himself suffer this unprovoked disaster alone?

Axue had heard others mention countless times that her senior brother had a pair of monster-like eyes, a pair of dark golden tiger pupils, the kind of eyes that humans shouldn't have.

and so--

If I transplant my senior brother's eyes, will I be able to see again?

So Axue was not convinced.

It is obvious that he is far superior to ordinary people, and he is also dedicated to doing good, so why was he accused of being a demon monk by thousands of people in his previous life, and why was he disfigured by the fire in Linquan Temple!

So Axue was not convinced.

It is obvious that the Buddhism taught in Linquan Temple is wrong, and it is obvious that he is the only one who has realized the true Buddhism. Why can't he save this Dharma-Ending Age? Why don't others understand that he is the one who is truly favored by the Buddha!

Axue is the destined Buddhist God of War!

I should be the savior!

So Axue was not convinced.

He did not obey the "destined death", so why could Heaven take away his future without any reason?

But this full of dissatisfaction, but disappeared as soon as he opened his mouth -

“When I wear white, I am called a demon monk. When I wear black, I am called a saint monk.”

Axue put her hands behind her back and smiled brightly.

"I think... I am still the same me, but the world is no longer the same."

"What a nice smile! This is the first time I, an old man, have seen you smile from the heart, Xue..."

Hidesaburo said with satisfaction.

"Axue, then go and pursue your true self. I believe that you and Torachiyo can definitely save this chaotic world of the Warring States..."

There was a bang.

Before Axue could scream, the old man fell into the water like a kite with a broken string.

Hidesaburo fell completely into the paddy field.

The agreed time has arrived.

After witnessing the rice planting in the paddy fields, Hidesaburo was finally satisfied and could pass away.

The farmer's soul slowly ascended into the sky.

He saw Torachiyo looking back and suddenly froze, then he rushed over like crazy from the paddy field.

"Torachiyo, why are you still so flustered? If this continues, what will happen to Echigo Province in the future..."

Xiuzabulang couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Torachiyo looks high and mighty and ignorant of the ways of the world, but in reality, she's just a helpless little girl...

The old man's soul just clasped his hands together and muttered.