Hello, Ms. Funina

Sister Funina...

Peruvili was overwhelmed with joy.

This was real, she really held hands with Sister Funina.

Peruvili lowered her head, like a well-behaved little rabbit, she didn't dare to look up at Funina's face, and she couldn't imagine what Funina's expression was at the moment.

So, Peruvili, at a loss, could only stare at Funina's legs with her head down.

Sister Funina's legs were so white... just as white as snow.

But why were Sister Funina's legs so white?

Because it was because of the gods, the gods must be different from humans, and the gods were more perfect and more powerful than humans.

So, Sister Funina was so gentle and kind, and so beautiful, right?

Peruvili couldn't figure it out, she just guessed.

After all, she hadn't studied gods, and the only god she had seen was Funina.

Perhaps when she had the opportunity in the future, when she could see the gods of other countries, she would be able to draw a conclusion.

But, when will it be in the future? How long will I wait for?

Thinking of this, a trace of disappointment inevitably flashed across Peruvili's eyes.

Her future was too dark, and Peruvili could not see any light at all.

What if... Kugavina no longer needed her?

What if... she died in a certain [assessment] due to an accident?

Although I am confident in myself, confidence cannot become a matter of course, and confidence can easily develop into arrogance.

So, I need to be more careful!

Peruvili pursed his lips, and the hand he held with Funina unconsciously used a little strength.

And this subtle change instantly attracted Funina's attention.

I saw Funina walking while leaning a little towards Peruvili.

"Little Pepe, what's wrong?"

Funina asked softly, her eyebrows were full of tenderness and kindness, like a big sister who is easy to get along with.

"Are you not used to the environment of Mo Mang Palace? Or is it that my sister is walking too fast and you can't keep up? Don't keep things in your heart, you can tell me!"

"I will listen carefully. Little Pepe, you hide your troubles in your stomach, and you will bear them alone, but I am different. I am a god. If you tell me your troubles, your troubles will be reduced by half~"

Funina wanted to touch Peruvili's white hair head, but when she thought that she was taking these children to the garden behind Mo Mang Palace, she stopped doing this.

It's better to take the children to the place first and then touch Little Pepe's head.

Funina's voice called back Peruvili's heart that had shifted. She raised her head slightly, and her eyes only dared to stop at Funina's face for a moment, then she looked away and shook her head,

"I'm fine, Sister Funina."

Peruvili would not tell Funina what she thought, because she knew that Mo Mang Palace was not home, and [Heart House] was "home".

She won't stay in Momang Palace for too long, she will eventually return to [Heartland House].

Peruvili is very grateful to Funina for taking her away from [Heartland House] temporarily, but Peruvili will not indulge in this false and short-lived happiness.

Dreams are beautiful, and people don't want to wake up.

And it is precisely because of the cruelty of reality that dreams are sought after.

However, dreams are just dreams after all, just a temporary resting place for people, and people will continue to move forward in the end.

So, why does life sleep?

Because we will wake up eventually!

Peruvili is also like this. She clearly knows that the happiness she has at this time is just a bubble, and she has seen her life clearly.

People with blood on their hands like her do not deserve happiness.

[Heartland House] is her destination, Kugavina is her [mother], and her destiny is to become a [king] and inherit Kugavina's will.

Therefore, in front of Funina, Peruvili chose to disguise herself. She used layers of masks to separate herself from Funina.

"Well, little Pepe is really good, but promise me that you must tell me if there is anything. There is strength in numbers, and I will work with you to find a solution."

Funina nodded slightly and smiled gently.

"Thank you, sister Funina, I will remember it."

Peruvili tilted her head, as if she was embarrassed.

But in fact, she would never tell Funina about her situation.

Sister Funina, the good kid you thought was actually a cruel executioner who had killed more than a hundred people. The little Pepe you thought was actually a killer trained by [House of Fireplace].

Sister Funina, little Pepe is not good, nor cute.She is an unforgivable villain. She is very selfish and cowardly. She can do anything to survive.

And now, Sister Funina... you hold her hand. This is not a reward, nor happiness. It is a punishment and a judgment on her.

Peruvili lowered her head again, and her emotions became uncontrollably lost.

It was so beautiful. What happened now made her feel so happy.

Holding hands with Sister Funina, getting Sister Funina's care... All this was so beautiful, like a dream... No, it was not right. At least Peruvili had never had such a beautiful dream.

Maybe she had fantasized about it subconsciously, but Peruvili knew that she could not have such a beautiful dream. Being able to have food to eat, clothes to wear, no fighting, and an ordinary life was already the biggest dream she had ever had.

And this dream was a happiness she had never had before, so beautiful that she dared not accept it.

It was too unreal. Sister Funina, who was unattainable, was right next to her, holding her hand and caring for her...

How could such a thing exist? !

But, it was all so real...

So, what was real and what was a beautiful dream?

Peruvian was getting more and more upset, and her rational thinking was about to be torn apart by this unreal reality.

No one knew that the black curse under Peruvian's black gloves had actually changed at this moment.

The black marks left by the unknown curse spread from the palm to the wrist, but the process was so slow that it was difficult to detect.

...

Sword Saint? Is he really that strong?

Yes, he is known as the [World's No. 1 Sword]. Ordinary holders of the Eye of God are no match for him, and they will be killed by his sword in just three rounds. Even three hundred armored warriors can hardly catch him.

Humph! Since three hundred people can't catch him, then use three thousand, thirty thousand, or three hundred thousand!

You know, this is a battlefield, not a martial arts world!

...

Soon after, the Fontaine [Steambird Newspaper] published a news report that the number one swordsman of Inazuma was killed in the sand, and the killer was Kujo Yoshiyuki, the younger brother of Kujo Takayuki, the head of the [Tenryo Bugyo], one of the three Inazuma magistrates.