"The terrain has changed a lot compared to what I knew."
Shenxue frowned and carefully examined the three-way intersection in front of her: "This greenhouse garden was built at the request of a senior priest of the church when it was first constructed. It was originally intended to raise some beautiful animals that were not suitable for survival on the snowfield outside."
"However, it seems that some accidents happened during the breeding process. It appears that a magical beast got mixed in and injured the priest, so in the end it was transformed into a pure garden."
"This must have happened recently, right?"
Alice blinked. "Let me guess, did those animal keepers also serve as food reserves for those animals? And were they all eventually disposed of because of this?"
How did you know?
Miyuki looked at her in surprise, but then corrected her: "No, this happened some time ago, at least before I was born. It caused quite a stir at the time, but it was eventually suppressed. Most of the residents now don't know the details and dare not discuss it in public anymore."
"That's not that far~"
Alice wore a smug look on her face, then suddenly turned halfway to reveal a wooden sign that had been hidden from view: "Heh heh, of course, I only saw it from here~"
I peered over in confusion and indeed found hastily carved characters on the half of the wooden plaque that was already buried deep in the soil.
"Looks like another unfortunate soul who's been captured and made a servant."
I commented that we had already found many similar wooden signs along the way.
Most of them are deliberately hidden under tall shrubs, mostly small pieces of wood and stone fragments taken from random materials. With the cover of branches and foliage, they are extremely difficult to find unless you get close and look closely.
However, it was precisely because the team included Miyuki and Alice, two martial artists who were constantly using their qi to probe the surrounding environment, that they were able to easily detect the hidden anomalies.
"Is such a church really necessary to exist?"
I turned my head to look at Shenxue. The many misfortunes I had witnessed along the way gathered in her eyes into a complex chill, but there was no clear direction. It just swirled around in a chaotic way, as if waiting for the moment to explode, or as if it would remain silent forever.
Those who consider themselves the masters of this land regard newcomers seeking a chance to survive as lambs they raise and can plunder at will, treating them as inferior beings to be manipulated and exploited at will.
The swordsman, silent as an iceberg, stared at the distorted handwriting before him, pursed his lips, shook his head, and sighed softly, "I don't know."
She whispered, "Although this is indeed my hometown, to be honest, I don't really have much affection for it. I honed my sword skills in the hunting grounds outside the city, and the Northern Sword Saint who raised me lives deep in the wilderness. After I finished my training, I left the city and only have a few people I knew from my youth with whom I still keep in touch."
"Although I know many secrets about this city, they are just hearsay. In fact, I don't know as much about this place as I think. Even the hidden filth is only seen on the surface. I have never thought about it in detail, nor am I willing to think about the hidden reasons or face the root of the problem."
She closed her eyes, squatted down in front of the wooden sign, and gently touched it with her hand.
It was as if she were having a conversation across time and space with someone who had once hurriedly left their mark here. The pale white air currents swirled around her, eventually solidifying into a thin layer.
[Frost Sword] quietly opened its eyes.
It felt as if a cold, sharp blade flashed through the air, or as if someone had a sword pressed against your neck, causing the hairs on the back of your neck to stand on end instantly, making you afraid to move an inch.
She nodded, glanced at her sword, stood up, and murmured indifferently, "So, I should be, and can only be, a sword. I can forge ahead fearlessly, and I can also, like back then, shatter all those things I can't stand."
Miyuki glanced back at us, then continued walking forward.
We're just around the corner from the final exit.
"I never expected to suddenly gain such insight at this time. It's truly remarkable."
Alice whispered beside me, "But isn't she going a bit too far?"
"how?"
"Oh dear, Master, it's normal that you don't know since you haven't practiced it."
Alice pouted and leaned closer: "There's a saying that although slowly practicing your best skills is the right path, everyone who approaches the ultimate realm of sword sainthood has, without exception, a certain urgent goal in their heart and has mastered the correct techniques in order to truly break through and cross that insurmountable barrier of realm."
As she spoke, she touched her chin, revealing obvious hesitation: "However, this little girl in front of you... is not simple at all. She has completely hypnotized herself into a sharp blade that cuts down anything that stands in her way, and has decided to make a living from this without any emotion."
"This is a bloody path of carnage with no end in sight. From now on, her life will only consist of killing and being killed. If she makes a mistake, or if she can't bear the torment of guilt and remorse along the way and has a mental breakdown, then the result will be... tsk tsk."
"Teacher, please keep your voice down when you're gossiping behind people's backs."
Miyuki's helpless voice came from ahead, carried by the wind: "Besides, I didn't intend to go that far."
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