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Fu Hua thought about it for a while, but she really couldn't think of anything within her knowledge that could bring the dead back to life.
"It's not a game where you can use resurrection spells at will."
"Of course I know! Nobody said you, Marshal, have no sense of atmosphere at all!"
"..."
Who is the marshal?
Fu Hua looked troubled.
She was completely inept at dealing with drunkards.
Especially Fei Xiao, a drunkard who can both throw tantrums and fight.
"...On the bright side, maybe your master will be very pleased with you now?"
"..."
Fei Xiao, who was lying on the table, had a somewhat gloomy expression on his face.
"I don't know... but if I had the strength I have now back then, that battlefield shouldn't have caused such a huge uproar."
"...Then your master will definitely be very pleased—that's how I feel as your master."
One person is speaking from the perspective of an apprentice, and the other from the perspective of a master.
"Really?"
"At least I was pleased when I discovered that Ling Shuang's swordsmanship surpassed mine."
Fu Hua thought for a moment and then smiled slightly.
"Yeah……"
Fei Xiao lay on the table, tilting her head slightly, "But Lord Yue Yu can't see right now..."
...Damn it, the more I tried to persuade him, the more depressed Feixiao became.
Surely this shouldn't have happened to someone as "happy and fulfilled" as me?
Sure enough, it's time to find some outside help, isn't it?
Fu Hua opened her contact list.
First, pass on his own apprentices, since he can't exactly present Feixiao with a happy family life.
Then... the next option should be the people from the Immortal Ship, right?
However, among the people on the Immortal Boat, it seems that only Tingyun can be considered truly familiar with Feixiao.
however……
Tingyun is currently in his office and, unsurprisingly, cannot be reached.
Even though Fu Hua wasn't good at reading the room, she knew that the remaining people were basically speechless in front of Fei Xiao.
Then... there's only one unemployed person left who can persuade Feixiao.
—Liu Bai!
She wasn't just going to see Liu Bai by chance!
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"I feel like I've been providing psychological counseling to all sorts of people lately. Is that just my imagination?"
"Huh? So-called psychological counseling is just rolling around in bed with someone?"
"..."
This drunken fox really doesn't hold back when he speaks.
"Cough cough."
Fu Hua stopped Liu Bai, who was about to turn and leave.
"We're already here... we can't just let Feixiao stay like this forever, can we?"
Why do you think I can communicate with her?
Liu Bai rubbed his forehead.
The prerequisite for communication is that the other person has good thinking and logic!
"Well... well, we're already here."
Fu Hua felt slightly guilty.
Communicating with Feixiao isn't that important.
You could try talking to her.
"...Alright, I'll just listen to what kind of trouble our General Feixiao is in."
To be honest, Feixiao and Huangquan are quite similar. Although they had a tough past, they both overcame it—in particular, Feixiao's obsession was much smaller than Huangquan's.
Huang Quan... can only be described as a very normal, top-tier madman.
However, it's understandable; those who insist on self-destruction without some kind of obsession would have perished long ago.
"It's that...the deceased has passed away..."
"Oh, it's Tsukimi."
"...You really know Feixiao."
Fu Hua felt a slight sense of resentment.
“She told me that before.”
Liu Bai explained, "There's no need to worry about that. Fei Xiao probably just drank too much and suddenly became sentimental."
"Who said I'm drunk!"
"Anyway, no one can persuade you about this."
Liu Bai ignored Fei Xiao, who was pointing at his nose and refuting him, "After all, there is no Hall of Heroes in the world, no resurrection spells or anything like that, and there isn't even a Underworld."
"Isn't this normal?"
Fu Hua continued, following Liu Bai's words.
"After all, the underworld and the netherworld are places that people imagine out of their awe of death. Of course, there may also be wishes for deceased relatives and friends, hoping that they have just gone to another world."
"...So sometimes I feel that this world is quite cruel—doesn't that sound like a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)?"
Liu Bai sighed and turned to look at Fei Xiao.
Feixiao wasn't used to not having a big tail to grab.
"It's probably the kind of thing where 'if someone close to me has an accident, I hope they can be brought back to life; if someone I hate has an accident, then it's all over.'"
"A very simple idea, nothing wrong with it."
Fu Hua smiled slightly.
Although the current topics don't involve the "bittersweetness of love," she feels that the two of them have grown closer emotionally.
"I just didn't expect that you, Liu Bai, would have such a simple idea."
"Otherwise, what do you think I would say?"
"...Would you seriously discuss the impact of the dead being able to come back to life on society?"
"That would be too boring. Valhalla and such should be more romantic... How should I put it, if there were a Valhalla, I would be able to make decisions much easier—of course, it would be best if it were private."
Liu Bai also started muttering to himself.
Hey! You two! Don't ignore me!
Feixiao, drunk, expressed his dissatisfaction.
However, a drunken fox without a tail is probably too weak to even stand up straight now.
Unlike Tingyun, who can still harass him with his big tail.
The two of them ignored Feixiao without prior arrangement.
"So, if there really is a Hall of Heroes, Liu Bai, who would you like to resurrect?"
"Well... I don't really want to resurrect anyone right now. Maybe I'll resurrect some people who died unjustly, and experience what it's like to be a savior?"
Liu Bai thought about it and realized that he didn't seem to have any regrets now.
Shin and the others are all alive.
The Taixu sect didn't fall out.
Cecilia and Karen are both alive and well.
The thirteen heroes... Although I haven't collected them yet, they are all living normally in this world.
Some people don't even need to break away from their daily lives to become "heroes".
Therefore, even with the Hall of Heroes, Liu Bai doesn't have anyone he absolutely needs to resurrect.
"It's like you do; you never lack human touch, even in strange and unusual places."
"...I'm still not strong enough."
"Ok?"
Fu Hua didn't understand the logic behind Liu Bai's sudden statement.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about some useless things."
This minor detail is not enough to confuse Liu Bai.
After all, it seems that Eden, influenced by Liu Bai, is quite enjoying his current life.
"Let's talk about something lighter at the dinner table... Death and life are too serious."
"Ahem...now that you mention it, that makes sense."
Fu Hua actually quite enjoyed this feeling of getting closer and closer to Liu Bai's heart.
"How is Shi Bao doing now?"
"She...she's still the same as always, but why do you call Xiaoshi 'Shibao'?"
It sounds exactly like a boyfriend calling his girlfriend "baby".
"In terms of temperament?"
"..."
Does this mean she doesn't have any girlfriend-like qualities?
Fu Hua glanced at her simple martial arts attire.
Then consider Shi Bao's understated yet undeniably glamorous attire when he moves.
goo...
It feels like... the loss was a foregone conclusion.
Should I dress up a bit more attractively?
but……
"The old man is still dressed up so flamboyantly?"
Fu Hua is already able to imagine other people's malice.
"...Liu Bai, do you think I look good in a maid outfit?"
Fu Hua asked cautiously.
She does have maid outfits, after all, she's had them custom-made.
But she felt that the outfit was too revealing.
For martial artists, this lack of security is a significant concern.
Her crotch and waist were completely exposed to the wind, and she didn't dare to walk with big strides while wearing that maid outfit!
"As long as it's astringent enough, I like it."
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