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His Majesty Blackberry Kenite was twenty-six years old.

He once walked through the winding river in his youth, trying to find the old grandmother who gave him bread. He once walked into the forest in pursuit of the song of the nightingale. He also flew an airship in an attempt to find his angel.

However, ten years have passed. since the war started.

The angel didn't come.

There were bold people who once shouted at him that the Supreme Magician was male. So he ordered the civilian to be executed.

...angels, angels.

What is holding you back? Are you too busy with things in heaven? Can you take me away and let me follow you to heaven?

Blackberry remembered her eyes when she was young, like precious black gems. No matter how many years he grew, she always looked young. She must be an angel from heaven to not dislike a monster like him that can cause diseases. She clearly said - "Whether a sword is good or evil depends on the person holding it, not the sword itself."

He has saved so much now... so much...

But she didn't come.

Blackberry Kenit stood in the abyss of Naraku, his body covered in blood and wearing a devil mask - this is what the angel once taught him, if someone despises him because of his youth, let them ignore their appearance and look directly at their fear .

He's been wearing the mask for too long.

For so long...sometimes he would believe that he was the "tyrant" people called him.

He clutched the Eye of Old in his pocket.

...He picked this up over the past few years. Ever since he picked it up, his war has been going from bad to worse. The Eye of the Old One was always in his ears telling him what to do.

[You shouldn't have come, this is obviously a trap. The Sorcerer Supreme will not be caught by the Church. 】The Eye of the Old Sighs.

"There's a one-in-a-thousand chance, I'm going to come. I can't stand her dying," Blackberry said.

[You are so smart, why are you confused now? Don't you know that if you die, you will never recover? ] the voice said.

"...I'm tired." Blackberry said.

He didn't explain much.

The more he fought, the more he discovered that ignorance had penetrated deeply into people's hearts. Even though he used his ability to inflame disease to fight, it gradually turned into fighting violence with violence. Many people would rather vomit blood and die in front of him than spit on the witch.

...So what's the difference between him who intensifies the disease and the "witch" who is rumored to spread the plague?

BlackBerry is often confused.

Every time the disease intensified, he could feel a little more fluid accumulated in his body, as if someone else's disease was flowing into his body. He is getting weaker and weaker, and these darknesses are like time bombs that will explode instantly when he dies.

——At that time, he became the real source of plague.

He gradually discovered that his own ability was also a huge trap. The lifespan of human beings is limited, but the lifespan of gods is infinite. He overextended his lifespan to fight on the battlefield... once he died.

That will usher in a thousand times more darkness.

Even if he wanted to persist for a few more years, he understood that this was just drinking poison to quench his thirst.

[Are you going to end it? ] the voice said.

"I have entrusted government affairs to my subordinates. In the past few years, I have been traveling around on airships and have been deliberately training them." Blackberry suddenly smiled.

His smile was like the pure smile of Xiao Xili when he was a child.

"I've lit a fire."

"Since this battle, people have realized the unreliability of faith. They have also realized that the plague is probably not caused by the witch, but spread by others."

“More and more people are beginning to abolish trials by fire, even if only briefly, but they have already tasted the benefits of justice.”

"All I have to do is lift the torch and light it up for two or three seconds."

"I've done it."

"War is a means, but not an end. What I want to do has never been to unify the world. A completely unified world is of no benefit. What I want to awaken has always been their minds, making them realize that there are no witches in this world, and that burning at the stake will only Burn innocent people.”

"I've been doing it for ten years."

"In order to wait for an angel, I endured the pain and lived. Now I have waited for ten years and finally understand...an angel will not be attached to the world. For her, I may be just a small passerby. I should not expect her to remember me. .”

"That's it for now."

"The world does not need a dictator. The Emperor has completed his mission of enlightenment and it is time to retire."

[…] Eye of the Old didn’t say much.

The sound of footsteps came, and surrounded by knights, the goddess raised her sword.

At this moment, Blackberry saw the goddess of this generation through the holes in the mask - ah, he knew her.

When he was twenty years old, he once drove an airship through a beautiful town. There was once a girl wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and walking leisurely on the street. At that time, he would take out his leaf flute, wear a mask, and play a song for her as a bard.

I heard that the goddess’s family had been destroyed. It seems that that beautiful town was also destroyed in the war he personally brewed.

He ruined her life.

"..."

He ruined so many lives.

He saved the lives of so many people.

When future generations judge Emperor Kenite, will they recognize his merits in awakening the mind, or will they condemn his brutality in launching wars?

He didn't even know whether he was black or white.

So he opened his arms and laughed loudly.

"Lord Angel! Lord Angel! Lord Angel—!"

"I have completed the trial you gave me! So many people have woken up from ignorance. I have done it. Can you - can you see me -"

He shouted to the sky, his eyes red. Like a bird about to fly into the sky. He screamed at the top of his lungs, even though he knew she couldn't hear.

He completed the trials delivered by the angels.

He woke people up, allowed them to begin to abolish the Witch Trial, and allowed them to become independent.

...Lord Angel, I still remember the instructions you gave me when I was twelve years old.

…

[“Bottom-up changes require a lot of blood and sacrifices, and countless people will die in the war. As long as the upper class is strong enough, top-down reforms may be successful. I will try to change this situation, end the witch hunt, and make the world a new one," Blackberry said. 】

["This is not easy." Su Mingan said. 】

[Blackberry's eyes are bright and sharp, like a blade that has just been unsheathed. He put one hand on his chest and bowed to Su Ming'an: "Angel, this is the trial you gave me... I will not back down.\