What's this.

Yang Kapushkin struggled. He looked at the magic circle in front of him. After incorporating his own blood, this magic circle looked... more like his own home.

What a ridiculous possibility, home, I no longer have a home.

The old man, who had almost shed all his blood, did not understand why he could still think, and he had no way of knowing that his subordinates were now like puppets, walking to the altar one after another to sacrifice themselves.

The anchored soul will always give everything when a higher being needs it. The miserable life cannot control its own body at all.

In a daze, Yang Kapushkin suddenly remembered someone.

His biological father was a standard northern man, a white bear. He and his wife, Yang's mother, gave birth to him and raised him... But the rebellious child wanted to leave the unchanging wind and snow.

Originally, he thought that he and her had disappeared in the snow, but now, he saw that he and her were in vain, but the appearance of him and her had long faded from his memory.

Yang Kapushkin quickly thought of his adoptive father.

It was an old raccoon, short in stature, but kind-hearted. He would regard everything in the commune as more important than his own life. He never married. In his later years, he met Yang from the Kapushkin family and had a close relationship with this tall raccoon dog.

The thin but thin young white bear fell in love at first sight.

He recommended Yang Kapushkin to study in southern Thailand, and Yang Kapushkin still remembered the scene when he educated him in his free time, and also remembered him saying that he was willing to fight for everything in the commune and was willing to sacrifice for it.

So he sacrificed, sacrificed in the dark night, sacrificed under the sword of his comrades, the sacrifice...it didn't matter.

So the blood was flowing, so the tears were burning. The young man who wanted to avenge his adoptive father picked up the butcher's knife.

The so-called killing of people is the act of controlling life with weapons, and Tainan has ambitions, so-called assassins... It's almost the same principle.

Yang Kapushkin killed many people. For his adoptive father, he even assassinated the prime ministers of four islands, leaving deep wounds on his face and body.

·You are the child of Shinbei’s old raccoon dog, right?

Yang Kapushkin knelt in the middle of the magic circle. His body was distorting, but his memory was strengthening.

But he still remembered the way the house goblin waved away the security guard who was holding him down. There were injuries on his face and on his abdomen.

But he still walked up to the assassin who killed him.

·Although Shinbei and I are not the same kind of people, we have sympathy for each other. In your eyes, I should be a bad person, but he is too bad, and he is a good person, but he is too good.

This domestic goblin has powerful psychic powers, his wounds are closing rapidly, and there are tears rolling down his eyes.

·But who would have thought that he and I graduated from the tower together, and we were brothers in the Swordsman Corps, but we became opposites after returning to our hometown... I have no idea of ​​killing him, or in other words, if I wanted to kill him, I

I will go to Shinbei in person, get drunk with him once, and then fight between brothers for life and death.

·Ask your comrade, maybe he is celebrating the death of a troublemaker.

Jan Kapushkin howled.

It was that day that he discovered that all beliefs are flawed and all doctrines are unsatisfactory. There are good people and good intentions in this world, but many people just follow the crowd. They don’t want to walk the path of suffering, they don’t want to build the future.

The world, they have never thought that in the beautiful future... they don't have to look like themselves.

They just want to live in the present, they have lost their original intention of northernism, they... are just poor people who are dazzled by this colorful world.

Yang Kapushkin's legs began to deform and converge, and the old man supporting himself with both hands let out a silent roar.

Yang Kapushkin died from that day on.

After killing all the conspirators' clan and using his and his youngest son's heads as a sacrifice to his adoptive father, Yang Kapushkin went to southern Thailand.

There, Yang Kapushkin discovered a problem-Tainan is a paradise, but it is a paradise for the Thai people. Here, all non-Tainan people can live well, but there are invisible walls blocking it.

Between this land and non-Thainan people.

In order to cross this invisible wall, many non-Thainan people spend their entire lives exploring.

But they will never know that they themselves cannot cross that wall, only their descendants can.

They have experienced everything in that land, and will instinctively like it all, and then fight for this land... In their eyes, this is their hometown, and they will forget that their hometown is somewhere in Mishima.

one place.

People here live a wonderful life, so beautiful that even the seeds of Northernism cannot take root and sprout, so beautiful that even capitalism wears warmth on its face.

Yang Kapushkin couldn't figure it out, but he still left because he swore not to marry and only wanted to gain strength in his life, and then return to the four islands for his adoptive father's dream and for that miserable land... Explore again

future!

At this moment, Yang Kapushkin's entire body turned into a transparent chrysalis, his brain was clearly visible, and his heart was beating powerfully.

What will I become?

The lost old man asked himself, he struggled, but to no avail.

People's memories are getting thinner and thinner, the memories of their parents have disappeared, the heads of their enemies have disappeared, and the prime minister eventually died in office due to old age within a few years. He has been watching Yang from the corner just now.

·Kapushkin, but she has come over now.

I even lost my eyes, why can I still see them.

Yang Kapushkin was thinking. In a trance, he saw a little fox girl turning away. That was Yuzhi, a girl he met on the four islands when he was young. He was of a different race from her and was separated, but he

I still liked her until one day she disappeared.

A little Northernist traffic officer, these three words are missing, which are often related to sacrifice.

How long has it been since I thought about this little girl? How could she appear here?

Yang Kapushkin struggled, he was thinking, even if the part of him as a human being was getting less and less.

·Yang, when can we break into Kyoto and capture the bird emperor alive? When can we have enough to eat?

She was asking questions, but Yang Kapushkin was unable to answer. He could only watch the girl turn around with disappointment.

·You are no longer Yang, you are no longer him...

She was leaving, and then under the horrified gaze of Jan Kapushkin, an old raccoon walked out of the darkness.

He is so short that many people say he has the blood of a house goblin.

·Child, how could you become like this? Have you forgotten everything I taught you?

There was confusion on the old man's face.

Jan Kapushkin is struggling.
Chapter completed!