After hearing the Northern Emperor's explanation, Du Yu still felt that something was off.
"Northern Emperor, if things really are as you said, then I have far too many questions..." Du Yu said with a frown. "If this backward recitation of the Heart Sutra is so powerful, why are you fine? Why am I fine? Why are all these people on the battlefield fine? Why were only the Eastern Emperor and Cui Jue affected?"
"I don't know," the Northern Emperor said, glancing at Du Yu. "I don't want to understand the reason. There would be no point in it for me."
Du Yu felt that this man seemed to have the words "no point" constantly on his lips. He sounded exceedingly pragmatic.
"Northern Emperor, what 'point' is there in 'saving me' for you?"
The Northern Emperor sighed inwardly at that and said, "Because you seem to be crucial to this battle. Your head determines which way the battle turns, so I will protect you 'within my capabilities.' If I find that protecting you endangers my own life, I will abandon you without hesitation. I hope you understand that."
Hearing this, Du Yu actually breathed a sigh of relief. The Northern Emperor seemed exactly that sort of person, so Du Yu had no problem at all with those words.
He lowered his head and looked toward where Cui Jue had fallen, unable to keep a sense of loss from his heart.
But none of that mattered. The most important thing now was to "stay alive" through this war.
As long as Du Yu could "clear" it, he would learn the whole truth.
Then he could return to this battle again and again and save those who had died.
"Northern Emperor, you should know that as long as I survive, we'll win