The enemy knife Yaoer [comprehensive comics]

Because he was not familiar with the place, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Taro deliberately found a relatively remote corner of the banquet hall for Dagger to sit down. It was the beginning of the banquet, and the scene was quite lively, so it stands to reason that no one would notice here.

There was a sudden burst of heat from the pocket attached to his chest. The dagger looked at the young man standing in front of him, and then looked down at the dinner plate pushed by him from the table. After a moment of silence, he hesitated and tapped lightly on him. bowed his head.

If I went to such a place on purpose and chose this position on purpose, it must be someone I know... I hope it's not someone with a very good relationship.

"It really surprises me that you would take the initiative to attend the banquet."

When Dian Dao was muttering in his heart, he saw the young man across from him suddenly smiled faintly when he saw him, and then sat down on the seat beside him very naturally.

The dagger's expression changed, and he quietly moved aside.

The young man said suddenly, with a natural intimacy in his tone. "I've been a little busy at work recently, so I don't have time to see you." He stretched out his hand and pulled the dinner plate at one end of the table to the dagger.

"How is your physical condition, can you still get along with those swords?"

"..." Dagger glanced at the person beside him, nodded silently for a long time, then immediately turned his head to the side, showing a faint unwillingness to communicate with others in his movements.

Most people should be able to detect such an obvious attitude, but the young man, as if he had never heard of it, used a fork to insert a piece of fruit from the dinner plate, and handed it to the mouth of the short knife.

"Take good care of your body. Although that person is gone, I'm still by your side. Although I can't completely replace that person, I'm still the person you called brother, right?"

elder brother……?

Dian Dao froze for a moment, a name that he accidentally wrote down in his diary suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Sakai Mori...brother?"

The hand holding the fork paused slightly, and the young man slowly put down the thing in his hand, and raised his fingertips to his lips, "I can't say it."

what……

Dagger silently lowered his head, staring at his toes with a complicated expression.

I'm so happy, I hit the muzzle right away.

Among the words to die all over the book, only the name of this person was written stroke by stroke in the corner of the page. Either he hated him to the bone or he was very close to him.

The short knife quietly glanced at the young man beside him from the corner of his eye, and saw that the soft facial features of the man had an uncontrollable sense of intimacy, and he was looking at the food on the dinner plate, wondering what he was thinking, without saying a word .

Suddenly, he said, "That's right..."

Dagger raised his head, looking at him with a nervous expression.

"Is the medicine I gave you still useful?"

medicine……?

"What medicine?"

Sakai Mori blinked, turned his head with a sudden chuckle, "Did you forget? I brought it for you when I went to your Honmaru before." He looked at the dagger thoughtfully, pondered for a moment and suddenly said, " Could it be that those swords were confiscated?"

"...No, it's still in my hand."

"Really, that's good. Be careful, those swords are very cunning, and you will be proud of them if you treat them a little bit better. That person trusted them too much in the past, so accidents happened. They are obviously weapons, but they are attached to the sword. You can’t do things like protecting the lord well on the battlefield.”

The smile on the corner of the young man's mouth faded a bit, "It's really a useless group——"

"Is there any more medicine you gave me?"

Before the young man finished speaking, the silent dagger suddenly interrupted. Sakai Mori was stunned for a moment, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and then he returned, "There are still many."

The dagger raised his head and looked at him quietly, "If I ask you for it, will you give it to me?"

"Of course I will." Sakai Mori bent his eyebrows inexplicably, "I'll give you whatever you want, I'm your brother." As he said, he suddenly raised his right hand as if wanting to touch the edge of the dagger The top of the head, but before it fell, the black-haired boy in front of him suddenly turned his body and stood up from the chair.

"I'm a little hot, go out to get some air. If a Taidao comes over in a while, can you tell him for me to go to the courtyard outside to find me?"

Having said that, Dagger seemed to have completely ignored the young man's reaction, turned around and left the banquet hall.

The presence of a person quietly appeared beside him, Sakai Mori watched the boy disappear into the banquet hall expressionlessly, and said slowly for a long time.

"Go ahead."

Dagger hurriedly walked out of the rather crowded banquet hall, and walked all the way to a quiet and remote place without raising his head. After stopping, he let out a long breath.

The original owner died, and died of suicide by taking medicine.

But it can't be considered a complete suicide, because someone pushed him from behind.

Sakai Mori.

Staring at the darkness in front of him, Dagger narrowed his eyes.

This person seemed to have a good relationship with the original owner's brother, so after the original owner's brother died unexpectedly, he took the initiative to help the original owner who had just taken office.

Under such circumstances, the original owner who assumed the post of God Judge was already in great pain, and the appearance of that person naturally became a disguised form of salvation.However, even then the original owner still suffered from depression.

It's not that the original owner was at fault in any way. Compared to that, Dian Dao wanted to know more, did Sakai Mori know that the original owner suffered from depression?

If you gave the medicine to the original owner even though you knew about it...

"..."

The night wind blows slowly with a hint of coolness, rustling the leaves on the branches.The dagger lowered his eyes and stepped on the ground silently. The clogs collided with the ground and made a crisp sound, which echoed continuously in the silent courtyard.

Once life is lost, it cannot be regained. Even if you try not to think about these things deeply, you still have to face what you have to face.Although the original owner took those medicines voluntarily, and he should have died once when he came back from that world. Although he doesn't know why he suddenly woke up in this body, in fact he did occupy the other party's body without authorization.

As for why...

The dagger exhaled, stretched his right hand into his inner pocket, rummaged for a while, and slowly took out two golden bells from his pocket.

Well, the bell was brought out by him, because he was afraid that Tsurumaru Kuninaga would go through his things again.

I was worried that I would accidentally lose them again and hesitated for a while before coming out, but I unexpectedly got some new discoveries.

There are indeed some problems with these two bells, no, the problem is serious, even if I tell him that there are two people inside, he will believe it, because just now, when he and Sakai Mori first met, the two bells Suddenly it heated up automatically, and the heat scalded Dagger's chest through a layer of underwear.

There is something in the bell.The short knife raised a bell, and the embossed patterns on it had become intact at some point, as if something was about to hatch.

Vigorously shaking it up and down, listening to the sound, it was the bell snatched back from Mr. Xiaohu.

Suddenly, the dagger stopped and looked around in the darkness.The crisp sound of the bell still echoed in the empty courtyard, and there was no trace of people around.

Illusion... huh?

The short knife blinked, and clenched the bell in his hand, the hard touch of the metal made him calm down slowly.

Originally, I planned to stay away from that Sakai Mori, and by the way, I called Taro out to figure out some things, so I found a relatively remote yard. It has been so long, why is Taro so slow?

He walked a few steps aside suspiciously, looking at the unfamiliar scenery around him, the boy blinked his eyes in the darkness.

Whoops...wrong place.

"..."

Recalling that during the day, the dagger that followed Foxunosuke through the maze frowned tangledly, and put the bell in his hand into his pocket with a heavy face.Just as he was about to raise his legs and walk down the corridor, suddenly at this moment, an inexplicably strong wind blew up in the courtyard, instantly stirring up dust on the ground.

The small gravel scraped across the side of the face, which was a bit painful. The dagger lifted the cuff to cover the face, and when he was about to struggle against the wind and walked towards the Japanese room by the corridor, a breath of air suddenly passed through the air.

The dagger was startled suddenly, and before he had time to react, the aura disappeared as the strong wind subsided.

The night gradually returned to calm, and the boy stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard, completely motionless.The branches and leaves that were swept into the air by the strong wind slowly fell to the ground, and at the same time, the boy who was motionless rushed out like a black feather arrow, and the movement drove the flow of air to blow the branches and leaves into the air again.

The air around his body was flowing rapidly, and Dian Dao clearly felt the weakness of his body due to excessive exercise, but he couldn't stop, something important flashed by in an instant, and there was a voice in his heart Keep clamoring to grab that thing.

Suddenly stopping in front of an unremarkable Japanese room, the surrounding environment has already changed many times.The dagger clenched his fists tightly, and every time he took a breath, there would be a burst of pain in his chest, but at the same time, he was extraordinarily clear-headed.

There is a person in the house.

It was the not-so-pure breath of historical revisionism that disgusted him, but it was mixed with a trace of warmth that made him so familiar that he almost wanted to cry.

Slowly pulling open the door in front of him, the dagger unconsciously trembled slightly with his fingertips resting on the door frame.His eyes fell on the person sitting in the corner of the room, the boy opened his mouth slightly, and after a long time, he called softly.

"An An... sir."