Vol 2 Chapter 3 (1/2)

WSU VOLUME 2 CHAPTER 3: THE HERO AND THE AWKWARD JOURNEY (PART 1)

The Hero and the Aard Journey (part 1)

My name is Leon, and I am a hero

I still felt nuh it happened two years ago I did not have any e of anything that has happened since my resurrection But in the past few days on this journey, I had gotten so with me I also read Zhai He’s diary, so I kind of knehat has happened in the past two years

In those two years, I seemed to be an uncle, named Zhai He, who opened a weapon shop

My traveling companions did not seem to know the story of Leon, and they did not know that the original owner of this body was me But when I awakened at the moment I was close to death, I recalled clearly that there was a person na my name in that world of full of swords and corpses

He had already knoho I was

That is to be expected That kind of person would not set out on a journey while knowing nothing of my identity Moreover, he used strips of cloth to alter his stature and used a cloak and scarf to co was done to deliberately hide my appearance He had probably found a reliable person in that town and asked them about my history

Ever since I had entered into the ranks of these travellers, the atmosphere has been extremely aard

I have never been a chatty person, and I also don’t understandcompanions at all They look very depressed, so I just kept my mouth shut

If another person were to join us, it would take the

When that girl na the cart, she would use her silver white sword to whittle wood urines But they all reseave off a co His hair was disheveled, and on his chin was a stubbly beard

Carolina was not skilled at all, but she didn’t need to be at super high artisan level She justprocess

They were all doing different actions So, so, so swords

Their expressions were also different Some were cheery, some were sorrowful So in despair

When she wasuncle, hot tears would streaine that such a girl, as cold as ice and frost, would cry Her face remained expressionless like a board, and she did not speak a word But the sword in her hands would tremble, and sometimes she would even cut her snohite skin What surprised me was that when she felt the pain, she wipe her tears dry and use white bandages to bandage the wound Afterwards, she would continue with her carving like nothing had happened

Even if it was s

The little girl named Elan was not as stoic as Carolina Every day, her eyelids would be puffy and red When she slept, she would cry out “He ge, He ge” without ceasing Her tiny body curled up despondently, and she would often awake during the night I would often hear rustling noises in the ht and open azed at the stars

Little Hairball looked like he was not affected, but Mademoiselle Phantom told me, since Zhai He had left, Little Hairball would not nibble on the wildflowers on the roadside as he walked behind the cart, or look at the world around him

The little creature named Jinould rest on top of Elan’s head every day He would

The roup, Mademoiselle Phantom, would also turn reticent

This group would collapse soon, and their only hope was me I needed to disappear, otherwise they would never be okay,

But I had tried countless ti myself I did not know if the soul and memories of that person called Zhai He were still in this world Though I had didn’t want to be a downer about it, it was very possible that they would never return

From the bottom of my heart, I did not want to travel with them