[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

As soon as it landed, Vulcan was surrounded by the swarming Fusangshen.They chattered in Vulcan's ear.

Some of the voices reprimanded Vulcan for being brave and foolish, and others said that he is a single-minded person who is stubborn and stubborn when he can ask them for help, but what is more in the words is his concern about whether he is injured.

Fox's help is even worse.It managed to report the situation to its superiors, sent those Fusangshen who were still on the battlefield back to Honmaru one by one, and then rushed back in a hurry.The result was good, the expedition team lined up in front of the converter without incident, but the red figure was missing.Foxnosuke almost fainted on the spot.

"Master God Judge, please don't mess around like today." Fox Nosuke didn't know what to say about him, so he had to warn him with an emphatic tone.And full of resentment, Honosuke had to turn off the fire after seeing that Vulcan was safe and sound.

"I'm sorry, Foxnosuke... Well, everyone, I'm really fine. But..." As the saying goes, care is chaotic, and Vulcan was afraid that they would throw away all the fragments he had finally collected, so he had to put Bloody hands raised high.

"General, your hand..." Although Yaken is short, he has excellent eyesight, and he was the first person to notice that Vulcan's hand was injured.His words quickly attracted everyone's attention, and all eyes were focused on those hands—the weak spiritual power wrapped in them.

"...Could it be that, Mr. Crane?"

Even though it was so weak that it would disappear into the air at any moment, Candlestick Kiri would never mistake it for Tsurumaru's breath.

Trinity Moon also noticed it.He sighed softly, lowered his head and touched the hem of his clothes, with an unbelievable expression on his face.The atmosphere was a bit dignified, and even the breeze blowing past seemed to have stopped.No one spoke, and everyone present seemed to be isolated in a transparent compartment, with tense faces, killing their emotions.

"Fox's help."

Vulcan raised the hand that was still dripping blood, and then used the other hand to take out the two pieces of the broken blade from the inside of the clothes.

"Can it be fixed?" He placed it carefully on the floor of the corridor.

"...This is, Tsurumaru Kuninaga." Foxosuke arched the Yiduanren with his nose, and then sniffed it a few times, and it recognized that it was Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"A broken knife cannot be repaired, Lord God Judge."

Foxnosuke answered decisively.

"Is there really no other way?" Vulcan frowned, and he asked in an almost pleading tone.

"...Master God Judge, many things cannot be forced." Honosuke comforted him earnestly, and then saw that the light that had finally risen in Vulcan's eyes suddenly went out again.It couldn't bear it, and circled the broken blade several times.Suddenly, it found the dark blue amulet hanging on the handle of the knife.

"Master God Judge, there may be a way."

"What way!" Vulcan squatted down, his eyes full of expectations.

Foxnosuke hesitated for a moment: "Inject spiritual power to forcibly repair it. However, the spiritual power required to repair the broken knife... will be a heavy burden on your body." It can be seen that it has tried its best to dissuade it with euphemistic words, After all, the price of repairing the Broken Knife is far greater than the few figures in its words.

But Vulcan is determined, and he is ready to give it a go.

"Tell me how, Foxnosuke."

"But..." Fox's help hesitated to speak.

Vulcan interrupted it with a confident smile: "How will you know if you don't try, and." He paused, and lightly stroked the blade with his fingertips.Although it has been broken, it does not affect the elegance and sophistication of the sword itself.

"He is my knife."

Foxnosuke sighed, knowing that no matter how much he talked, he couldn't make the other party change his mind.It shook its fluffy tail, signaling Vulcan to follow it into the house.

"Vulcan Lord." Tsuna stopped him, took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him.

"If you put those pieces here, you don't have to worry about losing them."

"But, it will get dirty..."

Kagami was about to refuse, but Tsuna unexpectedly forced him to put the pieces into the handkerchief.

"It can be washed if it gets dirty. Lord Vulcan, aren't you going to ask for your hand?" Tsuna looked at Vulcan's palm that had been scratched so badly that it could be described as horrible, and couldn't help but raise the volume.There was a hint of anger in his tone.

"That's right, general, please let me treat your hand first. It will be troublesome if it gets infected." Yaken hurriedly followed Tsunaji's words after seeing this.Having said that, Vulcan had no choice but to obey their words.

Yaoken asked Hou Heran to put the fragments in Vulcan's hand into the handkerchief, and then wrapped it up.The fragments that cut Vulcan's palm were also stained with Vulcan's blood, and soon the white handkerchief seeped a little scarlet.

The wound on Vulcan's hand is very deep, and new blood will continue to flow out of the scabbed part.And I don't seem to care at all, his pain seems to be covered by the excitement of being able to repair Tsurumaru.

Standing aside, Yiqi quietly watched the blood bubbling on the opponent's hand, and felt that the color was like fire, but it was much deeper than the dirty orange color of the flame.In the first phase, when he learned that Tsurumaru had a chance to be repaired, his expression eased a lot, but after seeing Vulcan's bloody palm, his expression suddenly darkened a bit.

"Yaoyan." The first phase called Yaoyan who was carrying a first-aid kit and was about to go to the room with Vulcan, "Can you leave it to me."

Yao Yan was stunned for a while before realizing that his brother was referring to the first aid kit in his hand.Although he was puzzled, he still gave it to him with confidence, after all, his eldest brother was still very reliable.

"It's so strange that brother Yiqi would ask for it on his own initiative."

Luan suddenly appeared from behind Yaoyan, looking suspiciously at Yiqi's back with his face lifted.

"Don't talk behind people's backs, it's messy." Yao Yan said a few words to him symbolically, and then nodded in agreement, "After all, I always kept a certain distance from the general in the previous phase....It can even be said that Be on your guard."

"Ah, be on guard? Be on guard against that lord?" He pursed his lips in disbelief, "It's true, the lord is so ignorant that he will help count money when he is cheated by others. I really don't know." What is Brother Yi thinking?"

"Chaos." Yao Yan looked helplessly and said what was in his heart like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, bluntly.Although it is indeed appropriate to apply it to that person, he still thinks that the other person is a big man worthy of respect.

As for Brother Yiqi's thoughts.Yao Yan folded his hands and sighed: "Isn't it the characteristics of the elderly to be full of worries?"

"In short, let's do our part well, and it will be of great help if we don't cause trouble to the general."

Luan looked at Yaoyan's steady appearance that didn't match his appearance, covered his mouth and sneered secretly: "No wonder the Lord said that Yaoyan is a 'little adult', hehe."

"chaos!!"

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"It's similar to the method of waking up the sword. Sir, please inject spiritual power into the fragments, and glue them to the cross section of the sword." Foxosuke looked at the fragments of different shapes and sizes, and said in embarrassment, " It seems to take a lot of time."

"It's okay." Vulcan was very optimistic and eager to try.

"The main hall." A voice came from outside the door, and after receiving the answer, he gently slid open the partition door for entering the room.

"Mr. Phase I?" Vulcan looked up at him.

"Give me your hand, please." Qiqi went straight to Vulcan, and then knelt down.

"Hey, I have to inject spiritual power first, or wait a while..."

"Vulcan Lord."

Along with Vulcan was Tsunaki, who just whispered the word Huo □□, and Vulcan immediately expressed his surrender.He didn't want to see that cannibal look on Gang Ji's face again.

... I always feel that Zetian is a little angry today.Vulcan thought depressedly, did he get angry by eating something?

Tsuna looked at the obedient Vulcan and nodded in satisfaction.

"I'm sorry." Yiqiu took off his white gloves and put them aside, then gently pulled Vulcan's hand.He first used tweezers to pick out the tiny fragments embedded in the meat, and there were also some small stones and dirty things that were prone to infection and inflammation mixed in.In the first phase, those things were carefully taken out one by one, and then the blood clots were wiped clean with alcohol swabs.

"Sorry, did I try too hard?"

Hearing Vulcan snorted, Yiqi immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at him helplessly.

"No, no." Vulcan shook his head, looking at his palms, "Hey, I may not be able to cook these days."

"Please leave these trivial matters to us." In the first period, he was a little dumbfounded, he never thought that what the other party was worried about was such a trivial matter.He exchanged glances with Tsuna Ji, who was also helpless, and then continued to clean up the filth.

"No, the main reason is that they want to eat pudding. Besides, it seems that no one else can make it except me."

In the first phase, the wound was wrapped with a bandage, and the whole action was done in one go.

"Please don't spoil them too much." In the first phase, he could imagine his younger brothers pestering Vulcan to eat pudding, and he frowned calmly.

"Yes, yes, yes." Vulcan said perfunctorily, and then looked at the meticulously wrapped bandages on his palms, just like the character of the young man kneeling in front of him, serious and rigorous, but very gentle.

"Thank you, Mr. Yiqi." Vulcan frowned and gave him a straightforward smile.

Almost missed the first episode.He froze for a while, and then said in a slightly embarrassed way: "This is... my duty." After finishing speaking, he just focused on sorting out the first-aid kit in his hand, then bowed his head and backed out.It's almost indistinguishable from running away.

"Sawada....Am I being hated?" Vulcan looked at the door that was being pulled shut, and turned to ask Tsunayoshi.

"I think it should be the opposite of what Lord Vulcan thinks." Gang Ji just finished speaking, and met the pair of pomegranate-colored pupils full of confusion.He knew that Vulcan definitely didn't understand what he meant.

But Gang Ji didn't intend to explain further, after all, the person who tied the bell had to be untied.He is not a Chinese teacher in primary school, he is not so caring to help Vulcan understand clearly, and he has no reason to shove that water-blue haired Taidao.

Tsunakichi, who was full of bad water in his stomach, changed the subject calmly: "Mr. Foxnosuke, how much spiritual power does it take to repair the broken sword?"

"According to common sense, no matter how much spiritual power is injected into a broken sword, it cannot restore its original appearance. But." Looking at the direction Foxosuke's paw is pointing at, there is a dark blue hanging on the handle of the knife. of Oshou.

"The precious garrison will have powerful spiritual power attached to it. That's why Tsurumaru Kuninaga was lucky enough to escape. However, as for whether it can be repaired completely, it ultimately depends on the spiritual power of the God Judge."

Honosuke raised his head, and stared at Vulcan seriously with his long and narrow golden eyes: "The high-intensity spiritual power is likely to exceed your body's load, and there is even the danger of being backlashed by it. Even so, do you still want to continue?" ?”

It knew that it would be futile to persuade the stubborn god judge, but as a person who worked with the god judge all the year round, Honosuke still had the mentality of wanting to protect the other party, so he simply picked the consequences clearly.

However, as if he didn't hear Foxosuke's words, Kagami put his palm directly on top of the pile of debris lying in the handkerchief, and then slowly closed his eyes.Soon, the azure spiritual power poured into those fragments at an extremely slow speed following Vulcan's movements.The originally lifeless fragments trembled slightly as if they had been injected with vitality.

Tsuna stared at the shining blue light with bated breath, for fear that his breathing would distract Vulcan.

Those fragments were lifted up by the blue spiritual power, and they approached the sword body as lightly as feathers.One piece, two pieces.The fragments accurately found their own positions and glued them together.

Although it looked relaxed on the surface, in fact, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Vulcan's forehead, and his face gradually turned pale.As Foxnosuke said just now, repairing the broken sword consumes far more spiritual power than imagined, and the physical loss of the god judge is even more unpredictable.

Foxosuke, who was lying on the floor, stood up straight, watching the state of Vulcan nervously.

Tsuna frowned tightly, and also fixed his eyes firmly on Vulcan.He didn't quite understand that Vulcan insisted on saving this fallen sword who was wanted by the Government of Time.Although no one has explained the meaning of dark fall to him, but from the literal point of view, it is not a pleasant word.

However, as a Vulcan, he never needs a reason to do things—it's just that he loves to mess around too much.

"Please wait a little longer, Mr. Pengo Lie!" Fox Nosuke stopped Tsuna Kichi, who was about to get up impatiently.

It looked up at Vulcan, who was still gathering spiritual power, and whispered: "...It's almost over."

What Foxunosuke said was right, thanks to Vulcan's desperate output of spiritual power, only a few fragments remained on the handkerchief. There was only one lying alone on the handkerchief.

Although it is only one step away from the complete restoration, Vulcan's state is obviously on the verge of limit.He reluctantly endured the continuous dull pain from his brain and body, and clenched his back molars fiercely, wishing he could crush them into pieces and swallow them into his stomach.

It wasn't until the fragment wobbled into the section, and the two broken blades were finally joined together, that Vulcan covered his mouth and coughed violently.A mouthful of bright red liquid flowed down his fingers, turning the brand new bandage red.

"Vulcan Lord!!" Tsuna exclaimed, and he hurried forward to check the other party's situation.

"...I'm fine." Vulcan swallowed the blood in his mouth, turned his head and asked Fox, "Is this all right?"

Foxosuke looked at the sword that had been repaired by Vulcan's spiritual power to be brand new. Both the golden handle and the crane pattern engraved on it coincided with the appearance of the golden-eyed young man in white clothes.

Fox's help was full of emotions for a while, even a little complicated.

During the long time it assisted the god judges, it has always had no good impression of the dark swords, and even thought they were more ridiculous than pathetic, no matter if they were voluntary or forced.It is completely unreasonable to ask the master to lose his life even though he is relying on the spiritual power of the god judge to survive.They are outliers in the whole and deserve to be expelled.

But this God Assessor, who seemed to have a weak mind, didn't. He even took care of the scrapped pieces as if they were rare treasures. ...The only person who would do such a thing, besides him, might be that lord.

The back of a red-haired woman flashed in my mind, and Foxanosuke blinked. "Yes, it's all right. It's just that we need to wait for a while."

Vulcan breathed a sigh of relief, and then coughed earth-shatteringly again.

"Master God Judge, you should go to rest." Foxnosuke walked to Vulcan's side, and arched his hand with his nose.

"Just go and rest with Zetian, I want to stay here." Vulcan said stubbornly.

Foxnosuke was at a loss, he glanced at Tsunakichi for help, and his fluffy tail wagged uncomfortably.

"Vulcan-kun, I'll wait for you outside the door....Call me if you have anything to do." Seemingly realizing that Tsunaji wanted to persuade himself, Vulcan directly conveyed his thoughts to him with his eyes.Tsuna had no choice but to compromise, he and Foxnosuke retreated together, leaving only one person with a knife in hand to enter the room.

The side effects of the depletion of spiritual power are far more serious than Vulcan imagined.As soon as Tsunayoshi and Foxanosuke left, he immediately bent down and gasped for breath.He didn't dare to cough hard, so he had to tightly cover his mouth with his sleeve, hoping to block some sound.

The empty room only echoed with suppressed coughing.

After finally feeling a little more comfortable in his throat, Vulcan returned his attention to the sword lying quietly on the tatami.

"Fortunately, you accepted it." He said slowly in a hoarse voice.The voice carried the fear and joy of the rest of his life, as if it was not Tsurumaru who was smashed, but Kagami himself.

The other party didn't answer him, and the blade just stayed where it was, motionless.

Vulcan stared at it for a while, feeling his eyelids begin to become heavy.He realized that this should also be a side effect of excessive consumption.Vulcan tried his best to keep himself awake, but the drowsiness was like a raging ocean wave, and the waves were higher than the waves and swallowed him up.

Then, the eyes suddenly darkened, and Vulcan quickly lost consciousness.

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After an unknown amount of time, Vulcan was awakened by the wind that sneaked in through the crack of the window.He sat up in a daze, and then glanced casually with his sleepy eyes.

But at this moment, he found that the sword that should have been placed in front of him was gone.Vulcan suddenly became sober, and he began to search in a panic.There was only such a small place in the room, and he searched every corner, but he still disappeared.

"...how could it be." Vulcan murmured, a little unbelievable.

At this time, the door opened.

With a confused mind, Kagami hurriedly turned around: "...Tsuru, Tsurumaru-san, he is gone!!!"

Then, he was suddenly embraced.

"Yo! Hahahahaha, are you scared?"

The young man who was a few centimeters shorter than Vulcan looked at him with a smile, his face full of joy of a successful prank.

"...You are, ah!! Mr. Tsurumaru?!" In the beautiful golden pupils of the opponent, Vulcan saw himself with his mouth open wide, looking a little stupid.He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Yes." The other party let go of him, and gently patted Vulcan's face, motioning for him to return to his senses.

Only then did Vulcan react abruptly, and put on an expression of seeing a ghost.

He noticed that the other party's hair color was no longer as dark and boundless as the endless night, and the pure white snow stained every strand of his hair.A white robe was draped over his body, as if a crane landed from the clouds.

"Hahaha, why haven't you recovered from the fright?" Tsurumaru narrowed his eyes and took a step back.

"I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga. Are you startled by such a sudden appearance?"

"From now on, I will teach you a lot, my lord."

The author has something to say:

Occasional small Honkai theaters:

Vulcan: Fortunately, you accepted it...

Crane Maru who popped up suddenly: What would you do if I didn't take it?

Vulcan: ...If that's the case, I may never forgive myself for the rest of my life.

Tsurumaru: Oh, that feels good too.

Gangji: ...Don't bully Vulcan Lord, you old man with a bad stomach.

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Finally, it’s not easy to take Tsurumaru home (applause

I still have no free time, I want to take a vacation (rolling

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