Chapter 474 Swordsman

"boom!"

The bookstore fell into silence again as the woman opened the door.

Xia Chuan still didn't attract attention.

"What's going on?" Feiyu really didn't expect Kamishiro Reika to leave so easily, and stood there stunned.

Inexplicably, he was asked to join the southern base, and he left directly after saying one more thing.

Do you want him to join or not?

"Fei Yuzhen, the original manuscript of the serial novel..."

At this time, Mei Sudou returned to the bookstore and passed by Reika Kamishiro with some confusion.

"Who is that woman?"

"It's a swordsman from the Southern Base. I don't know why he came to me and asked me to join the Southern Base." Fei Yuzhen explained.

Sudou Mei crossed her arms like a female detective: "Poaching? The relationship between the North and South bases seems a bit delicate."

"You are the one who is subtle, right?" Fei Yuzhen sat back helplessly, "Why are you here again? The publishing house is your job, right?"

"I am your exclusive editor in charge," Mei Sudou held her head high, "Even if you become a swordsman, don't even think about delaying the manuscript. Today is the deadline..."

Saying that, Sudou Mei's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly stared at Fei Yuzhen fiercely: "Isn't it possible that you haven't written it yet? Hand over the manuscript quickly!"

"How can I be in the mood to write at this time?" Fei Yuzhen looked stiff, "Compared with the original manuscript, protecting the world is more important, right?"

Mei Sudou felt cold in her heart: "So where is the manuscript? It will be published next month!"

"Don't worry, the content is all here," Fei Yu Zhen pointed with a thoughtful finger, "After I finish writing it tomorrow, I will personally deliver it to the editorial department. Now you can go back and rest first, waiting for my good news."

"not good at all."

Mei Sudou's face turned bitter.

She usually rushes the manuscript in advance, but this time she completely forgot about it because there were too many things to do.

"Sorry," Fei Yuzhen looked down at the manuscript paper in front of him with the title written on it, "I can definitely finish it tomorrow."

"Is it because of Mr. Kamijou?"

Mei Sudou's expression became much more serious.

Kamijou Daichi, the Fire Swordsman 15 years ago, later betrayed the organization and started activities as the Dark Swordsman. Until now, he opened the door to the catalog of the omniscient and omnipotent book, and then was killed in that world by the current Fire Swordsman Hiba. Really beat.

Xia Chuan's thoughts were wandering in the diorama behind him.

Thanks to his current form, neither Fei Yuzhen nor the swordsmen were on guard against him. They often exchanged information in front of him, allowing him to gain a lot of knowledge about the world.

He first came here when the Phoenix Swordsman opened the Book of Destruction to destroy the world, exactly a thousand years after his battle with Xin Ya Keyi.

The current time is when the early plot of "Holy Blade" ends, the catalog of the omniscient and omnipotent book appears, and the Lord of Truth begins to step onto the stage as the behind-the-scenes boss.

That's probably it.

To restore the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence, the missing parts of the catalog must be collected, and then completed using the 11 holy swords and the selected Fantasy Control Book as media.

Whether it is the Lord of Truth or Megiddo, who is a villain and a weirdo, everything he does is working in this direction, but the Lord of Truth has higher ambitions and wants to restore it as perfectly as possible.

In addition to seeking 11 holy swords, the Lord of Truth will also use Fei Yuzhen to dig out stronger fantasy control books.

but……

Xia Chuan thought of Xin Yakeyi a thousand years ago.

He turned into a sword, what would Ya Keyi turn into?

Although his perception was very vague, he was still able to confirm the existence of the other party, and the conceptual malice was also dormant and recovering.

When the dungeon channel opens, it will probably be a new round of battle.

The bad news is that the world is more oppressive to him.

The good news is that he has a lot more time than the other party, and the dungeon channel is still not opened in this world.

"Wow!"

"Huh?"

Mei Sudou, who was about to go home, suddenly stopped in front of the diorama and rubbed her eyes repeatedly.

"Did this sword shine just now?"

"Is there any?" Fei Yuzhen raised his head and glanced at the motionless three-dimensional model, but his attention was quickly diverted by a bunch of thoughts.

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Mei Sudou sighed and rubbed his face.

"I really envy the editor-in-chief, Sister Xue. Even with a busy work schedule, I can still take time to go camping outdoors to relax. But why do I always have a lot of work to finish? New editors are so miserable..."

The corner of Fei Yuzhen's mouth twitched: "I will hand in the manuscript tomorrow, just treat it as our agreement."

"Then it's settled, see you tomorrow."

Mei Sudou smiled proudly, took one last look at the whiteboard sword in the diorama, put on the down jacket at the door and walked out of the bookstore.

Although she has received a lot of care from the editor-in-chief, she is still a new editor after all. She has only one author, Shen Shanfei Yuzhen, and her monthly salary can only support her renting a small single room in a remote area.

It brings tears to my eyes.

Until now, I don’t even have transportation. I have been running on two legs from the publishing house to Shenshan Bookstore, and now it’s the same when I go home.

Fortunately, it's not too far from the bookstore, and it forms a triangle with the bookstore and publishing house.

"It's so cold."

Looking at the sky that had dimmed unconsciously, Mei Sudou shivered, wrapped her coat tightly, and walked quickly across the street against the cold wind.

"When you have money in the future, you must buy a car."

"call!"

The wooden door of the bookstore creaked, a burst of air blew through the decorative ribbons, the three-dimensional model sword whiteboard sword vibrated slightly, and the projection turned into a stream of light and merged into Mei Sudou's vest.

Fei Yuzhen, who was working hard to finish the manuscript, looked up as if he had sensed something, and the whiteboard sword was still firmly inserted in the center of the model plate.

"Is it an illusion?"

Fei Yuzhen put down his pen with self-doubt, walked to the door of the bookstore and watched Sudo Mei disappear at the intersection before he stopped thinking about it, scratched his hair and closed the wooden door again.

It was really painful that he didn't have any manuscripts saved, but the story he was writing now was based on the experience of a swordsman, so he could only write a little at a time.

"Wow!"

Xiachuan followed Sudo Meiyi's thoughts.

I didn't expect that the first person who had a sense of him was this vase responsible for livening up the atmosphere.

As the heroine of "Sacred Blade", she seemed to have no role except accompanying the protagonist. The most scenes were urging manuscripts and doing some odd jobs.

There was basically no combat power.

Can this also be a candidate for a swordsman?

Xiachuan watched Sudo Meiyi go home, cook, wash dishes, clean up... until she walked into the bathroom and then retracted his gaze.

It's no wonder he was wondering, the swordsman who helped him unblock would most likely become an adapter or something like that, not strong, but at least able to carry his power.

And bound to Sudo Meiyi... I dare not imagine the scene at all.

"Keng!"

In the middle of the night, Sudo Meiyi scratched her nose while sleeping soundly, and suddenly sat up in shock at the sound of a sharp sword.

"Sword?"

After being stunned for a long time, Sudo Meiyi realized that she was dreaming.

She actually dreamed of the white toy sword in the bookstore.

In the dream, she wielded the white sword to devour the other 11 holy swords and stepped on all the swordsmen.

"Haha, I'm really exhausted."

Sudo Meiyi laughed dryly and wiped the sweat off her face, took the rabbit alarm clock on the bedside to check the time, and lay back down with a long breath.

She must have watched too many swordsmen fighting.

Her dream is to become an urban beauty like the editor-in-chief, but she doesn't want to become a swordsman like Feiyuzhen.

The reason why she followed the swordsmen was, on the one hand, it was related to the responsible novelist Feiyuzhen, and on the other hand, she was curious about the world of the swordsmen, and she also felt that she should do something.

"Swordsman?"

Even though she buried her head in the quilt like an ostrich, the scene in the dream kept reappearing in Sudo Mei's mind.

"Let's not talk about whether I can become a swordsman. Even if it is true, how can I beat other swordsmen? No, why should I fight against everyone? It's really a weird dream."

Sudo Mei muttered, changed a comfortable posture and fell asleep again.

She is so cute and beautiful, how can she not be a villain? She is more like a heroine.

...

The next day.

Kamiyama Bookstore.

Since the morning when Fei Yuzhen finished writing the manuscript all night and went out, there has been no one in the store.

The swordsmen who used to transfer through the book gate suddenly disappeared.

Under the spread of Xiachuan's telekinesis, he could only vaguely perceive the battle between the swordsmen, and other than that, there was an extremely strong interference force.

Fei Yuzhen was hunted by other North District swordsmen...

Civil strife?

Xiachuan's perception reflected the sneer of Kamishiro Reika.

After being rejected in recruiting Feiyuzhen, it seems that they started a plan to sow discord and used the power of the organization to treat Feiyuzhen as a traitor...

There was no intention to recruit Feiyuzhen at all, otherwise why would they start to target Feiyuzhen after asking a random question?

Besides, since they can mobilize other swordsmen in the North District, they can just pack Feiyuzhen together.

He also said that he wanted to fight with his partners.

Why make things so complicated?

Xia Chuan was in the inner space of the white sword and shook his head, not wanting to think too much.

He only needed to know that the Lord of Truth wanted to restore the Book of Omniscience and Omnipotence, and the previous plans were irrelevant.

But then again, why do the recent dungeon bosses like to treat the protagonist as a tool?

There was Ebolt before, and now there is another Lord of Truth.

The Lord of Truth should be behind this civil strife, and the real target is not Feiyuzhen.

It looks like it is to force someone to come out to help Feiyuzhen...

Xia Chuan's eyes fluctuated.

Is the target him? Considering the dungeon clearance camp, he will indeed help.

But this time he was just an ordinary long sword that could do nothing.

He couldn't make a move, and he was too lazy to make a move.

"Clang!"

The wooden door of the bookstore rang, and Xia Chuan was touched and saw a short-haired man wearing a linen cloak entering the store.

The memory from a thousand years ago in this world automatically emerged.

It was the swordsman "Yuri" who fought against the Phoenix Swordsman with the light and dark swords a thousand years ago.

"This sword..."

Unlike other swordsmen, the linen man was attracted by the whiteboard sword between the three-dimensional models at first sight.

In order to prevent the nameless sword Nothingness and the Book of Destruction from destroying the world a thousand years ago, he had to seal his crazy friend Bakht, and then gave up his human identity and merged with the lightsaber to sleep for a thousand years.

During this period after being awakened by Fei Yuzhen, he spent most of his time observing in the fantasy world, until Fei Yuzhen encountered trouble this time and officially entered the real world.

In addition, he also wanted to check out this unknown sword that appeared strangely in reality.

Unlike observing across the fantasy world, there is an indescribable feeling after being at the scene in person.

It was as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making him feel extremely heavy.

He knew there was a problem but didn't know where it was.

"Huh!"

Looking at the ordinary white sword, Yuri took a deep breath and moved closer with a cautious look.

Nothing changed until the front of the model, but his face changed drastically when he reached out his hand.

"Bang!"

Before he touched the whiteboard sword, Yuri was blown away by a huge repulsive force, and the books on the surrounding bookshelves were also knocked over. The whole bookstore was instantly like being robbed, and the books were in a mess.

Yuri didn't care about anything else, and his mind was simultaneously showing memories from a thousand years ago.

It was as if he had returned to the day of the God War.

Even after a thousand years, he could still clearly feel the horror of the God War, as if it was a force that did not belong to this world, and even holding the light and dark swords was completely unable to compete.

"Wow!"

After coming back to his senses and looking at the whiteboard sword again, all the strange phenomena seemed to have never appeared.

The whiteboard sword was still ordinary, and even its position did not change at all.

"What's going on? Is it because I am also a sword?"

Yuri frowned, his eyes changed drastically, and the outline of the sword of light appeared faintly on his whole body.

The whiteboard sword in the three-dimensional model has some secrets, which may be related to the God War a thousand years ago.

Maybe it can solve the mystery of the God War.

But he had a hunch that he must not get close to touch it now, otherwise it would definitely lead to irreversible horrific consequences.

He didn't dare to continue touching it.

The best way seemed to be to pretend not to see it.

"Ahem," Yuri's eyes were erratic, "Why am I here? Yes, I should read books to supplement my knowledge. I'll read now. I love reading the most."

"..."

Xiachuan watched Yuri pick up a book and sit on the ground in silence.

That is to say, he couldn't communicate now.

Uncomfortable.

He didn't do anything just now. The other party was attacked by the world itself. Otherwise, as the incarnation of the Sword of Light, he might be able to help him remove the seal.

This world really doesn't give him any chance.

Is this forcing him to choose Sudo Mei?

Now as one of the characters in the story, he seems to be able to act according to the script, but who decided this script?

"Buzz!"

Xiachuan tried to mobilize the will of the world he controlled, but the surface of the sword still did not move at all. Even if the fluctuations in the inner world continued to increase, Yuri buried his head in reading as if he didn't notice it at all, allowing the collision between the worlds to unfold behind him.

"Ah! I almost forgot, I still have to help Kamiyama Touma!"

"Snap!"

Yuri suddenly closed the book and stood up, his left and right hands and feet stiffly coordinated to walk to the door, open the door, close the door, turn around and leave.

"Transform!"

"Holy Sword Saikou!"

Golden light appeared on the street.

The next moment, Yuri turned into a lightsaber and appeared in front of Kamiyama Touma across space, and the attacks of the chasing swordsmen were all blocked by the golden light.

"I am the sword, and the sword is me! The holy sword that protects the world!"

"Saikou!"

In the bookstore, Xiachuan regained his calm and silently felt the light bursting in the distance.

Also a sword, but the other party can move freely and even transform to fight.

The gap is a bit big.

It seems that I can only think of a way from Sudo Mei first.

As a sword, let yourself become a holy sword first?