Demon Sword Man's Journey to Honmaru

Keimaru looked at the swords whose expressions had suddenly become firm, and sighed softly: "His Highness Yaodao... from the moment Seimei-sama died, he became alone... Moreover, what Seimei left for His Highness The last sentence is, "Yao Dao... If you can't find the meaning of life, can you help me take care of my offspring? If they don't turn bad... please help them..."

Hidekiri looked longingly at the direction of Yaodao, and added: "Afterwards, His Highness Yaodao has followed this request until now, and has saved the world countless times with his own power... Probably, this time he was also received by Abe. Invitation from home, come to this Honmaru..."

"Hahaha... no wonder the Lord wants to beat me, an old man. Master Seimei is really immoral..."

Even before his own death, the chief culprit who will make the boy alone, still puts such a heavy responsibility on the boy, and the boy has complied with this request for thousands of years, how stupid is his new master... San Riyue scratched her hair with her hands with a wry smile, lowered her eyes, hiding the inexplicable emotion in her eyes, and sighed softly, "It seems that even if I am one of the five swords in the world, I can't match the master at all." ··”

The lord who has saved the world several times but is still unknown, and the self who has become famous because of the beauty of the blade and the magnificence of the deeds he has experienced, how can he be worthy of that gentle boy...

Hearing this, there was a sudden fluctuation in Yamabuchi's eyes, he touched his twitching heart, his eyes darkened slightly, "Even His Highness Mikazuki is not qualified to be with the Lord... I am an imitation... '

Suddenly, at the moment when Yamabuchi fell into deep thought, a voice suddenly came from beside him,

"Yamabasaki... Thank you."

Yamabuchi opened his eyes slightly, turned his head away, and saw Hasebe standing beside him with a serious face. When he saw Yamabuki looking at him, he bowed suddenly, his face facing the ground gradually twisted, and the water droplets gradually hit the ground...

"Your Highness Yamabugiri, thank you...for what you said at the beach..."

'As long as you are a demon, you cannot fully entrust your trust'

'Didn't you see the intimacy between Jiaotu and the Lord before!If you still think that Jiao Tu is harmful to the Lord, then you don't trust the Lord!And saying such things in the presence of me, even imitations like me can't stand it! '

"I actually said that at the time! If His Highness Yamabukiri hadn't stopped me at that time... Probably, we wouldn't even be able to truly understand the Lord..."

The murderous aura of the half-mermaid girl who deliberately ignored in the memory and the exhaustion that floated across the boy's face for a moment... now and at this moment, clearly appear in my mind, even if it is a cold sword. Desperate, he couldn't stop the torrent of guilt in his heart from pouring into his eyes, turning into drops of water.

"I, who did such a thing, can never be forgiven..."

The young man with brown hair choked up and thanked over and over again the young man who was wrapped in a cloak and hidden in the shadows.

"It's fine···"

A clear voice came from the cloak, and a white and bony hand stretched out from the cloak, patted Hasebe's shoulder, slowly knelt down on one knee, slowly raised his head, and the white cloak followed the youth's The movement gradually fell off, revealing the hair that was as warm as the sun, the young man looked at Hasebe's tear-stained face, and smiled softly...

Different from the usual gloomy misery hidden in the cloak, but with a little relieved smile like a spring breeze, he said softly:

"What the lord needs is not thank you and sorry, nor qualifications or other... but 'family', isn't it?"

Yamabukiri helped Hasebe up and stood up straight. As the boy's upright initial sword, with a resolute expression, he said to all the swordsmen with guilt and regret on their faces: "We are The knife of the Lord, we are the family of the Lord, so instead of falling into remorse and guilt, the Lord must want us to prepare a sumptuous meal for him, doesn’t he?”

If our Token Fusangshen compares with that young man... no matter how noble we are, we can't match him, but... What a young man needs is not a nobility to show his status, but a warm 'home'... And after only getting along with the boy for one year, after going through trials, he gained the boy's trust and gave him a chance to make the boy happy. Then we swords, no matter who they are, will fight together to seize that opportunity, right?Even if it is more noble than other swords, but... I want to protect the boy's heart, as the original sword, I will not lose to anyone!

The author has something to say:

It's a little short today, let's make it up tomorrow... The blessed savior and tower of love that circulates a drop of p forgot the time orz.

The tea is completely fine today, although I was still a little dizzy yesterday.