AWB Chapter 72 Sorry
Chapter 72 Sorry
Ji Yan looked up at Luo Hongbin, then turned his gaze to the person he hadn't seen in a long time but who had always been on his mind.
Having not seen him for a while, the boy who had always been smiling in his memory was now utterly indifferent. The stench of blood permeated the air around him, but the man seemed completely unaffected.
She simply watched his arrival calmly.
The only change was that his gaze darkened for a moment when he heard himself refuse, but then returned to normal as if something had suppressed it.
"Ji Yan...you heard everything."
It should have been a question, but he didn't seem to doubt it at all; instead, he emphasized the certainty.
"……Yes"
"But I can't bear that responsibility..."
"Teacher, you can't go either!"
He looked anxiously at Mo Wunian, noticing the dried blood on his body. He knew without a doubt how many injuries that person had sustained during this time.
Moreover, he had personally collected that data, and he knew better than anyone how terrifying the density of afterimages there was. He was certain that even under normal circumstances, the camp would need to send a considerable number of elite troops to be absolutely certain of holding the position.
In the current situation, if that person really did drag this body away...
will die
"Avoid Flames"
You can do it.
"I can not!"
"Now only you can do it."
"If the teacher can do it, I can go to the marked area too..."
……
The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere froze. The three stared at each other, speechless. Ji Yan, however, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily turned his head slightly. He caught a fleeting glimpse of struggle and pleading in the man's eyes—
It was as if she was begging him to run away.
Stop talking.
Thinking he was seeing things, and wanting to double-check, he stumbled straight into that person's stagnant world.
"...Commander, I'd like to speak with him."
I will give you an answer tomorrow...
"Perhaps it won't be until tomorrow."
Seeing the fleeting ruthlessness in that person's eyes, Luo Hongbin instantly had a bad premonition. He glanced at Ji Yan, who also realized something was wrong, and wanted to say something, but was silenced by a look.
After a long silence, he finally shook his head, walked out of the command post, and closed the door, leaving the room to the teacher and student.
"teacher……"
"I'll give you five minutes to convince me."
Moving to stand in front of that person, and looking down at Ji Yan, who was still unaware of what was about to happen, Mo Wunian was almost in tears—
He could sense what this body, unable even to suppress its pain, was about to do.
After all, even he would have been very sad and somewhat angry if he had heard those words before.
It's really hard for him to accept that a child who isn't even 14 years old would want to go to such a dangerous place.
But the difference is...
He: Rational persuasion, warm education
"He": "Forceful persuasion, gentle education"
"Aaaaaah! System, please use some kind of punishment you'd find in other novels to bring me back to my senses!!!"
"The pain I caused myself is no longer effective!"
"...I...this is a legitimate system..."
"Don't be fooled by my constant talk of punishment... I'm just trying to scare you..."
"We don't even dare to go too far, for fear of being reported for intimidating the host..."
"……waste!"
His mind was screaming, but his body continued moving. He glanced at the clock, calmly reminding the other person to be mindful of the time.
"Four minutes left"
"If you can't find a suitable reason to convince me in these few minutes..."
"Then do as I say."
"I……"
Upon hearing this, Ji Yan instantly snapped back to reality and struggled to find a rebuttal, but as reason surged into his mind, he suddenly realized that he couldn't find any reason at all.
Reason tells me the other person is right, but emotion stops me from acting.
"Teacher... your strength and your strategic planning in battle are both superior to mine."
"Especially in the current situation where people are needed to stabilize morale..."
"More people will trust you, teacher..."
"Very well, have you considered the issue of the marked area?"
"What do you think... besides me?"
"Is there anyone left in this army who can stand on the front line and lead the charge?"
To put it bluntly
"Who else in this army, besides me, can hold the pass at the forefront and fight to the death?!"
He straightened up, crossed his arms, and stared intently at the person in front of him who was a head shorter than him. The words were barely out of his mouth when his voice involuntarily rose a few decibels, which he then forcibly suppressed.
Blood was silently trickling down between the fingers of the left hand, but on the other person's already blood-stained body, this subtle change went unnoticed by anyone.
"...Avoid flames"
"You couldn't possibly not have considered this."
What's preventing you from making the decisions you should be making?
"..."
"Is it me?"
It's impossible to hide it, absolutely impossible. That person knows me too well; there's nothing I can conceal from them!
He slowly raised his head, and what came into view were a pair of eyes filled with dissatisfaction—this was the first time he had ever seen the other person show him such an expression.
In an instant, he felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his chest tightly, and waves of throbbing pain spread throughout his body. His body involuntarily went limp, and even each heartbeat seemed heavier and more difficult.
"……Yes"
“As expected”
"Then please tell me now..."
"Aside from my place in your heart... you see me as a tool to be used..."
What choice will you make?
Leaning closer, a smile inadvertently played at the corners of his lips, yet this smile sent a chill down Ji Yan's spine, a sense of unease rising within him. He tried to struggle back, only to find that the other had silently blocked all his escape routes.
He must answer
"...I can't do it."
"You are not some tool that can be used at will..."
"No one should!"
"Teacher...you've already carried so much on your shoulders..."
"You'd be better off alive than me..."
"enough!"
"Ji Yan, this time..."
The words he was about to utter were abruptly cut off by the other person's lips. Faced with the person's barely suppressed anger, he momentarily lost even the courage to speak.
The person before him had their eyes tightly shut, clutching their forehead in agony, their silent struggle revealing such helplessness that it stirred an indescribable sorrow within him, leaving him utterly bewildered.
A faint, pungent smell of blood began to waft through the air, a scent distinct from the one emanating from the other person. It was clear that this was the aroma of fresh blood.
The man slowly raised his head, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground with a crisp sound like falling rain.
"I'm very disappointed..."
Seeing the person in front of him freeze in shock, Mo Wunian really wanted to slap himself, but there was nothing he could do right now.
After all, she had just bitten her tongue with all her might, yet she still couldn't stop the words from escaping her lips...
Now it's even less likely.
That's not true! You've never let me down!
Each and every one of you is more important than me! None of you should leave!
What did I emphasize before?
"Have the right perspective on life and death... and be able to distinguish the big picture..."
"And what were you just saying?"
"Where have you placed your life!"
Under relentless questioning, Ji Yan was completely thrown into disarray, and his own consciousness began to waver.
"And what about you, teacher?"
"You always encourage everyone around you to live on..."
"And what about yourself?!"
"Isn't your life a life too?!"
"You've made so many sacrifices for me time and time again... have you ever even considered me...?"
Have you ever considered how I would feel watching you dread death time and time again, powerless to do anything about it...?
"You'll be better off without me..."
"Ji Yan... Say it again?"
"I said……"
You'll be better off without me.
"Let me go..."
He was suddenly grabbed by the collar and pulled aside by the person in front of him. He was also thankful that the command room was actually quite spacious, easily accommodating two people doing something extraordinary.
Before I could even react to what the other person was trying to do, I felt a weapon being shoved into my hand. Looking up, I saw the other person's cold, terrifying eyes: the hand gripping me was trembling.
"it is good"
I'll give you one more chance.
"Use all your strength to hurt me."
"Then I will agree to what you want to do."
"on the contrary……"
"Apologize for what you just said, and then do as I say."
Watching the person before him casually pick up a long blade, their eyes, icy cold, locked onto him. Before he could even speak, a heavy killing intent surged forth like a tidal wave. In a moment of panic, he hastily raised his weapon to parry, but instantly felt a sharp pain shooting through his arm—
Although that person still didn't point the sharpened side at him, he didn't hold back either.
"The battlefield won't give you a chance to be distracted or catch your breath!"
"If that was just an afterimage, do you think you would still have the ability to fight back?!"
Another move, barely parried, and he felt his hand going numb. He was about to retaliate when a moment of hesitation crossed his mind; he didn't know what to do.
"Are you worried about hurting me...?"
"Ah……"
"Use everything in your power to attack me!"
"I won't hold back now!"
After several more exchanges, Ji Yan finally realized that his teacher was serious. His already chilled heart sank completely. He struggled to dodge the sword strike that his opponent casually raised, and finally used his resonance ability as well.
"Bang-"
But the next moment, before he could even do anything, he was suddenly attacked, his weapon easily knocked away, and he was pinned to the ground, subdued without even a chance to retaliate.
In that instant of hesitation, the other man swiftly discarded his weapon, braced himself with one hand on the ground, and firmly pinned his wrists to the ground with the other.
Avoid inflammation... If I go, I'll come back...
But if you go, you really won't be able to come back.
I promised everything I would protect you.
"Avoid Flames"
Do you remember the agreement you signed back then?
"I must protect you until you're 14."
"Look at yourself now..."
"What do you think you can accomplish over there? Just add another corpse to this wasteland?!"
Don't listen to this lunatic! You're definitely more suited to lead than I am, have some confidence!
I can't abandon anyone; someone like that can't analyze the big picture...
"I will hand over command to you."
"It will only be handed over to you."
"As a resonance with the wind, you are more suited for this position than a madman like me."
"And they... they're all waiting for you to come back."
Your mother... and all your family members are waiting for you to come home.
You can sense that the other party is still struggling desperately, but unfortunately, this future general is only ten years old and has no way to deal with the situation.
He clenched his fist silently, but when he heard the sound of pain from the other person, he froze for a moment, then slowly loosened his grip.
"...Mo Wunian"
"how about you?"
"..."
"Avoid Flames"
There was no one behind me.
I have nothing.
You are everything I have now.
"...The New Year is just around the corner."
Your mother is still waiting for you to come home.
"There's still a lamp waiting for you to come back..."
But in that city lit up with thousands of lights
None of them belonged to him:
Anyway, a long, long time ago, no one was willing to light a lamp for him.
He was already used to it.
His grip loosened, and the person beneath him stopped struggling, turning their back to him, silent and still, as if the whole world had stood still. After a long while, a soft sob broke the silence.
He released the other person, backed away step by step to the door, and struggled to reach for the doorknob. Just as he was about to escape, that choked voice made him stop again.
As he turned around, he saw a figure in blue struggling to rise from the ground. The person turned their face, their gaze complex and unreadable, silent tears streaming down their cheeks, dripping into their heart and creating ripples.
"……sorry"
"..."
He rushed out, his consciousness completely blurred, letting his body's instincts control him as he returned to his room. He closed the door, trembling as he looked at himself; his left hand, once again stained with blood, hung limply at his sides.
What was I just doing?!
What am I even saying to him?!
How could you lay a hand on this person... and say such things...
A touch of crimson appeared on the sword. The cold blade rested against his neck, its edge already slightly piercing his skin, blood flowing down his slender neck to the depths of his collarbone. Under the threat of death, he had finally regained control of his body.
"..."
"Aaaaah! Host, what are you doing?!"
"Although you did do these things... in the end, it was all for his own good, not to mention that it was that idiot's instincts that drove you to do them..."
"Cherish life, bro!!!"
Not to mention the system panicking, his hands were trembling too. He sheathed the sword. Staring blankly ahead, he gently touched his neck...
The wound was deep; if he had waited any longer to regain control, he might have really died.
"...I didn't do it."
"It's...my instinct."
That was his instinct... to kill himself.
It's like, after this one ends, there won't be another one.
"what?"
The system was shocked once again. After a quick check and finding that the other party hadn't lied, it instantly felt like something had short-circuited.
"No... it's human nature to love oneself."
"Why do you look like you want to kill yourself when it comes to you..."
"……I have no idea"
"But... I must have forgotten something very important, right?"
It seems he has forgotten something he needed to do.
Only he could accomplish it, and only he alone could achieve this ending.
So it seems... the person he kept seeing in his dreams...
It seems only then can we tell him the truth.
He closed his eyes, and once again his instincts took control of his body, but this time he didn't do anything excessive—
He could hear the words he said to that person.
"sorry"