[Comprehensive] The swords are jealous every day

Only silence.

——They... their spiritual power is too weak. It is precisely because of their weakness that the lord has to go to another world alone to fight against those ferocious time retrograde army.As swords but unable to fight for their masters, they... are really unqualified swords. Even if they become stronger and sharper in the future, what about now?My lord is such a gentle person, what should I do if something happens?Another world... What if the people there are not kind at all?The protagonist is still so young, what if he trusts others and is deceived?

——Worry from someone who doesn't know the age of the main character.

Just thinking about it, Hasebe was so nervous that he was going to explode.

Ji Xiansi pressed his forehead and smiled at them: "Don't worry, I won't have any problems."

He tilted his head slightly, his phoenix eyes were gentle and peaceful after thousands of sails had passed and the dust had settled, and Hasebe was suddenly soothed for some reason.

But even though the lord said so, he still couldn't be completely relieved.

A series of worries popped up again: What if the protagonist meets bad people in a different world by himself?With such a gentle character, the lord feels like anyone can bully him.

There is also diet, will the food master in that world get used to it?

What about basic necessities of life in that world?What if the lord admits to the bed?What should I do if I don't have a good rest?

The more Hasebe thought about it, the more worried he became. As the most qualified servant, he must solve all possible problems perfectly.

So in the end, when Ji Xiansi went to the Government of Time, he packed a lot of bags.Not to mention snacks, clothes, shoes and socks for the time being, Hasebe even brought two quilts, and almost moved the bed for him.

Ji Xiansi pointed to the mountain-like luggage, and said in a low voice, "That...Changgubu, maybe there are too many..."

But Hasebe was holding his chin with one hand, thoughtful: "What else should I take?"

Ji Xiansi withdrew his hands and voice, and said calmly: "Okay, it's not good to let others wait, I'm leaving." Let Chang Gubu take it down, and it will probably be ready until tomorrow morning.

With a flick of his sleeves, he put away his mountain-like bag, waved his hands and said: "At home, listen carefully to what Zhang Gubu and A Guang said, and go to play and eat whatever you want, and you don't need to listen to Zhang Gubu about this. "

This is probably the only point of conflict between him and Hasebe. Hasebe believes that money should be spent wisely. He is a typical good wife and mother, no, a good hand who knows how to live.

Ji Xiansi is probably a local tyrant who doesn't need money, so he can buy whatever he wants to eat and buy, but he shouldn't be stingy with any happiness that can be bought with money.

It's good to be happy, so Ji Xiansi, who has a slight desire to shop, often buys things that are dispensable and that no one uses.

But whether it's Ji Xiansi or Yaki Hasebe, they understand each other's thoughts.

Ji Xiansi: It's just for my wallet.

Press cut Hasebe: The master is for the comfort of everyone.

But even though they understood, the two of them still had many debates on this issue... well, there were many debates.Although Ji Xiansi had no reason most of the time, he could be called a shopaholic after all, but because both Honosuke and Yamabuakiri were on his side collectively, Yakiri Hasebe always raised his hand and surrendered.

Jin Jian smiled brightly: "We remember, thank you, my lord!"

Jiro Tachi shook the jug in his hand, his beautiful eyes curved into lazy arcs: "Thank you, my lord."

Yaken Toshiro wears glasses and has something he wants to buy: "The laboratory still lacks some equipment."

Compared to their joy, Hasebe was almost crying, as if he heard Koshu Jinyuan's voice: "My lord, are you a prodigal son?"

Ji Xiansi couldn't help but smile, Hasebe's expression was just... too cute.

He waved his hand, and was about to turn around and go to the headquarters of the Government of Time, when his sleeve was suddenly grabbed by a small hand.

It was Xiao Ye Zuo's words, the other party looked up at him, one hand was still grabbing his sleeve, the other hand was stretched out towards him, the palm of the palm was the amulet Ji Xiansi gave him.

The voice was quiet, and the dark blue eyes hid unspeakable worry: "Don't get hurt."

The lord made amulets for them when they went to battle, so the lord should also have amulets when he goes to another world to fight the time retrograde army.

Ranto Shiro said dissatisfied: "What, I was preempted by Xiao Ye." He also stretched out his hand, the same amulet, with a big smile: "My lord will come back unscathed."

Ji Xiansi: "...Okay."

Finally, when Ji Xiansi left, he brought some very important things - everyone's amulets.

The Corridor of Time is located in the deepest part of the Government of Time. In front of the promenade stands a stone tablet engraved with incantations, which is to suppress the promenade and prevent sudden turbulence in time and space.

There are countless luminous crystal balls hanging on both sides of the corridor, and each crystal ball slowly rotates various scenery.

Blossoming spring, scorching summer, fruitful autumn, snowy winter...spring planting, summer plowing, autumn harvest, winter storage...the scenery of each crystal ball is different.

This is the world connected by the space-time corridor.

Where will the spiritual power and breath of the time retrograde army be?Ji Xiansi closed his eyes, shrouded in brilliance, his expression was as cold as dust, as ethereal as a fairy.

After a while, he stretched out his hand, his fingers were slender and white, as polished as jade.

With his sleeves painted with flowing clouds fluttering, he slowly grasped a crystal ball surrounded by black mist, his long and black eyelashes raised, and those phoenix eyes suddenly shone with a light golden color.

The pupils of the jet-black eyes seemed to be an ancient witch script.

Everything is opposite, where there is light there will be darkness.

Prosperous cities still have slums.

What you see is a ruined wall, a strong smell of sewage, people in ragged clothes, huddled in the corner, and people in bright clothes, frowning and covering their faces are in sharp contrast.

Ji Xiansi turned his eyes, is this another time and space that the time retrograde army has arrived at?

He is looking at everything around him, and everyone is also looking at him. Since he appeared here, no one can take their eyes off him.

His clothes are too white, in such a dark slum, it is like the first snow and moonlight, falling coldly on people's hearts.

It's so out of place here.

Ji Xiansi, who was being watched by all kinds of bright or dark eyes, looked over very calmly, and there was chaos in his eyes.

All the people avoided his gaze, such a nobleman was not something they could look at.

Ji Xiansi pressed his forehead, is he a scourge?After complaining, I thought of a very realistic question, where is this?Of course, this is not important, what is important is that he traced the time-traveling army from there. Since it is another world, even if his spiritual power is strong, it is impossible to cover the entire world at once.

He loosened the hand on his forehead, his sleeves fluttered, and he looked cold and dusty. He didn't know how eye-catching he was in such an environment.

Even the well-dressed nobles couldn't help but look sideways.

Ji Xiansi's footsteps became faster and faster, but when he walked around a corner, the white clothes of Shengxue disappeared instantly.

Naturally, you can't rely on yourself alone. At this time, you need to use props.

Ji Xiansi suddenly had a blank piece of paper in his hand, and saw his slender fingers move randomly, and the blank piece of paper turned into several white cranes and flew towards the distant sky.

Well, that's all, if you feel the aura and spiritual power of the time-traveling army, then Zhihe will clearly convey the address to him.

Ji Xiansi put his hands on his back, hoping to solve the time retrograde army in this world as soon as possible.

At this moment, he heard laughter and insults from the alley ahead, as well as mixed, dull groans/groans.

Bullying the weak should be a common occurrence in such a place.

It seems to be a child, Ji Xiansi frowned, it's fine if he can't stop it, since he has the ability, then he can do it if he can help others.

This is a one-sided venting.

He has no power to fight back, and he is unwilling to fight back. Even if he just becomes a vented existence, it proves that he has meaning in existence, and life is meaningful.

The laughter in the ear is real, they are laughing, because he is laughing, this is the meaning of his life.

However, at the next moment, all the fists and kicks that landed on him stopped abruptly,...why?The head buried under the old and dirty cloak lifted slightly, and he saw the figures of Justin, Christa, and Marisa through the dark green hair, and they were still there.

So... why?

"No matter what the reason is, this is enough."

Cold, calm, as if from very far away, so far away that it seems to come from another world.

He couldn't help raising his head, and the worn cloak slipped down, revealing a delicate and delicate face and those beautiful light purple eyes.

He saw the owner of this voice in a dress he had never seen before.

The long sleeves that are too wide are painted with flowing clouds and cranes, hunting with the wind, as if they will go with the wind in the next second.

The long black hair swayed with the long sleeves. He saw this person's appearance, but he couldn't think of any adjectives.But I just feel that this person is more beautiful than everyone he has ever seen, no, he is more breathtaking than all the scenery he has ever seen.

Delicate and beautiful roses, rolling clouds, the breeze and moon in the mountains, clear springs flowing slowly, wind returning to snow... All the scenery is just a foil beside this person.

Especially those eyes, quiet and peaceful, he has never seen a person's eyes with such a color and expression.

Is this man a noble... no, more admirable than the nobles he has ever seen, but if it is... then why... the nobles appear in this kind of place?