God judge, her career is paramount

The whole thing started one night a few days ago.

In Honmaru, Sanjo and Genji live next to each other. Among them, Sanjoyuan is facing the water, and some buildings are connected with the waterside pavilions by the lake.

The lake in Honmaru is the most beautiful place in Honmaru.At the end of spring and early summer, the lotus flowers of various colors in the lake begin to bloom, and the last cherry blossoms on the shore fall into the lake one after another. The silver mirror-like lake surface ripples, reflecting the green mountains in the distance and the blue and cloudless sky. .

With such a beautiful view, even Higakiri would wander around from time to time, and occasionally would sit in the waterside pavilion with Mikazuki Sokami and Yingmaru to drink a cup of tea.

On the night when the god-inspector's soul was rediscovered and was being integrated into a new body, the sword men who heard the good news had a very relaxed night. The waterside pavilion was located on the edge of the Honmaru, and it became one of the few clean places.

Sanri Yue Zongjin was wearing his old monk's clothes, and he was pacing slowly along the veranda with his hands behind his back. When he came to the lake, he saw a figure in the water pavilion from the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows.

Standing on the wooden porch outside the water pavilion, the white coat draped over his shoulders was blown up by the wind. He was tall but thin.He was shrouded in the dim light of the lantern, looking far away at the end of the lake, the corners of his mouth were straight, his eyes were empty and indifferent.

"...Higakiri-den."

Mustache didn't look back, and his tone remained soft: "Sanriyuedian."

Sanri Yue Zongjin walked up to him slowly, looking into the distance with his mustache cutting... well, the places without lights are all dark, and it is too embarrassing to see the night scene on a moonless night.

Sanri Yuezong had a smile on his lips: "Today's Hikakiri Hall is also very silent, if you have any concerns, why don't you tell the old man?"

Mustache glanced at him, pretending to be surprised: "Old man? You?"

Mikazuki Zongjin's smile didn't change: "Hahaha, Hikakiri-den remembers the past very clearly."

Mikazuki Zongjin was forged at the end of the 11th century, more than 100 years later than Genji's double swords, and it was also forged by Genji's swordsmith Sanjo Zongjin. During the Warring States Period, it was in the main blood of Genji, the Ashikaga family.If you really want to count, Mikazuki Munechi is not only a descendant of Genji's twin swords, but also has a lower status than Hikakiri, who is a symbol of the shogunate's inheritance.

...That's what I said, always followed by a but.

Sanri Yuezong's expression was indifferent: "We have been swords and swords for more than a thousand years, but we have only been a talent for two or three years. It is inevitable that we are careless in words and deeds, and we need to reflect on ourselves at all times, so as not to bring trouble to the lord."

"Is it."

Mustache suddenly asked: "San Riyue, what are you thinking?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin said with a smile: "It's really straightforward to have to cut the hall."

Being said in this way, mustache felt inexplicably familiar, he was a little confused for half a second, and soon remembered that the phrase "directly" was the word he used to describe the judge.

"If Hikakiri-den asked about my purpose..." Mikazuki Zongjin said with a light smile, "I probably want...to see some good changes...."

Hikiri: "A good change?"

Sanri Yue Zongjin chuckled softly: "Hahaha... I won't mention it for the time being, what does Hikakiri-dono want to do? Hikakiri-dono came here to get the chance to kill the enemy. Now that the goal has been achieved, what about the future?" What are your plans?"

Mustache cut his eyes fixed, slightly parted his lips but could not make a sound.

If he knew what to do next, he wouldn't be here watching the night scene and blowing the wind.

Sanri Yue Zongjin said leisurely: "Should I do it myself? Or stay and be the little girl's helper?"

Mustache cut his eyes down and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that you are very satisfied with her qualifications."

Sanri Yuezong nods his head: "Although she has shortcomings, she is also a good lord. Didn't the Palace of Hikari recognize her?"

Hearing what he said, Mustache's heart moved, and he said with a delicate expression: "San Riyue, the 'good change' you said... Wait, the reason why you didn't kill that person was because you were waiting for me to do it with her. "

"Hahahahaha——" Mikazuki Zongjin laughed out loud, "Why would Hikikiri have such an idea? Naturally, my expectations are only on the little girl."

"Hehehe..." Mustache also smiled so much that the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing his canine teeth. If a smile could kill a blade, he would have cut the Zhen Laodao in front of him into a pile of scrap iron.

——This Zhendao was obviously forged later than him, and has less experience than himself. It is not an exaggeration to "raise it in a deep boudoir" for thousands of years, but where did it come out of this black water!

Hidekiri swallowed, and said in a calm tone again: "Hearing what you said, I have some ideas."

Sanri Yuezong raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Mustache uttered two words: "Real name."

Sanri Yuezong frowned: "This kind of joke is still..."

"It's not a joke." Higakiri smiled, and when he looked at Mikazuki Zongjin, there was a bit of teasing in his eyes: "Although it was a whim... But, I am looking forward to her reaction."

Mustache’s eyes gradually showed a sharp edge: "Sankai Yue, from the past to the present, you seem to like this type of human being very much, but I am different. For me, swords are just tools. What is the difference between heavy treasures and inferior products? Some are used to kill people, and some are used to show off power."

"You once said 'use people's money to do things for others', but each of your masters made you fall deeper and deeper. As a god, you gave birth to human desires, but as a sword, you have delusions about human emotions... Sanriyue , What do you want to see? The lord regards his subjects as more important than his own life? Or is it a human being who is a user who sacrificed his life for the tool in his hand? What do you want to see after seeing it? Take her to Gao Tianyuan to accompany you forever?"

Sanri Yuezong shouted in a low voice: "Mustache Palace, be careful with your words!"

"Oh? Did I hit the mark?" There was a strange light in Hidekiri's eyes: "I will not give my loyalty to human beings so simply, I..."

His words suddenly stopped, and after a moment of stupefaction, a line of blood flowed from under his nose, flowed across his lips, and dripped on the clothes on his chest.

Mikazuki Zong's half-closed eyes widened: "Higakiri!"

"Uh..." Higiri felt a sharp pain in his brain, just now, his soul seemed to be tightly bound by something, and the pain caused was worse than when he fell.

Hidekiri half-kneeled on the ground while leaning on the railing, his chest heaved unceasingly, panting rapidly, his eyes

The front is blurred, and the vision is covered with a layer of blood red.

"Higakiriden..." Sanri Yuezong glanced at him sharply, and said in a deep voice: "This is the result of breaking the oath, it is not a very strict oath, otherwise you should be punished the moment you think about it." Broken knife."

"……oath?"

Hidekiri stretched out his hand to stroke his earlobe, his fingertips were wet with warm and viscous liquid, he looked at the blood on his fingertips, for a moment he couldn't tell whether the redness came from his fingertips or the inside of his eyeball.

Sanri Yue Zongjin frowned: "You actually forgot your oath? Even if you really forgot, you should feel something before the oath is touched. Could it be that you..."

He really forgot at that moment, but the feeling before the oath was touched... Mustache moved his lips, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes... Has his senses degenerated to this point?

Sanriyue Zongjin also thought of this, and said with deep eyes, "Muschikiriya, once the degeneration begins, there is no way to reverse the end of the degeneration unless it is exorcised. And you..."

They have all come into contact with the Fallen Knife. In addition to being polluted on the outside, the dulling of the senses and the simplification of thinking are also important characteristics of the Fallen Knife. The end of the Fallen is without exception a person who does not understand human words, and their actions are only driven by bloodthirsty killing intent. monster.

Therefore, many fusangshen would rather continue to endure the abuse of the judges than degenerate. One of the reasons is that degeneration is a downhill road that is difficult to turn back.

Mustache closed his eyes, it can be regarded as recognizing the bitter fruit.

If it were him in the past, it would be impossible for him to say those sharp words just now, let alone touch the oath he made.This shows that he has gradually lost control over himself from thought to speech... After the senses, even rationality is about to disappear.

Mikazuki Zongjin said complicatedly: "Higakiri, in your initial assassination plan for No. 2, did you think about the ending for yourself?"

Hidekiri was silent for a while: "Yes. If No. 2 is really killed by me, after sending my younger brother Maru here, I should be 'purified' by her."

It's a pity that plans can never keep up with changes.

Mustache sighed softly, with his head still hurting, he simply sat down on the wooden porch, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood and said slowly: "Actually, when killing No. 2, I Broken twice."

Mikazuki Zongjin's eyes froze, and he almost immediately guessed the reason why mustache was still intact.

Mustache didn't look at him, but lowered his head, covering his eyes with his hands with a handkerchief: "What you said just now... Sanriyuedian, your goal has been achieved, she is indeed a good master who suits your wishes."

The reason why he questioned out of control was probably because he didn't understand the excessive love from the lord.

Mikazuki Zongjin took a deep look at him: "What about you? Hikakiri, what are you going to do in the future?"

Hidekiri lowered his hand on his forehead, his golden eyes were clearer than ever: "My way of doing things will not change."

Sanri Yuezong frowned: "It seems that you still have obsession with the world, but since you have already recognized her, why do you still do such a thing?"

"Think of it as my last struggle."

Hidekiri let out a long breath, with a smile as usual on his face: "She has Raikou's bravery, but Raitomo's decisiveness is not so good. I really can't understand her excessive love for swords, but they are interchangeable." consumables, actually traded my own life for it.”

"So if she can really make up her mind to smash me into pieces, I'll be very happy. If she can survive, so what if I get tortured? Thinking about it this way, apologizing to that guy is not so disgusting."

This time it was Sanri Yue Zongjin's turn to close his eyes, leaning his forehead and sighing, "Oh... You are really spoiled."

Mustache raised his eyebrows: "Spoiled? Are you talking about being her? She punished me to be a hater until I die."

"Do you think Hata's ban is punishment? Hikiriden, have you ever seen a retainer in Genji who was only punished to farm after offending the lord, instead of losing his life? As I said, we have indeed been making swords for thousands of years The above, but the experience of being a human being is only a short period of two or three years."

Mikazuki Zongjin looked at Higakiri complicatedly: "Do you really think that the little girl's trust can withstand such trials and tribulations from you?"

……

The god judge fell into a struggle just as Sanri Yuezong had predicted.

Her rational side is persuading herself that killing Fusangshen's spirit might make the deity know her name and the oath that Hidekiri once made.And her emotional side is screaming "Kill him!", let's talk about it later, the important thing is to extinguish the threat in front of me...

The "threat in front of me" suddenly stood up from the valet and walked towards her.

The judge looked back, and Higakiri stopped beside her, handed her a tablet, and said in a businesslike manner: "The news came from Foxanosuke who followed the battle just now, and the team going to Ikeda House is about to return, and one of them Vibrating swords and serious injuries need to be done manually."

The judge frowned: "I see, let's go now."

It took a little effort for her to stand up from the tatami, and Toshikiri suggested, seeing her inability to move, "I'll carry you."

He just stretched out his hand to the god judge, but the god judge raised his hand to stop him, took out a spell from the storage bag, and slapped her on the back, and the invisible wind immediately lifted her up.

Mustache looked at her series of actions and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Was he rejected?Obviously, the servants of the previous two days were pampered by her, and she allowed her to hug and dress up as much as she wanted.

The inquisitor floated lightly in the air about 5 cm above the ground, opened the window, flew out of the window with smooth movements like swimming fish, turned his head and told Tokiri: "Go on and read the documents, I'll be back soon."

After finishing speaking, he flew towards the Altar of Time and Space without looking back.

Standing in the room, Hidekiri watched from a distance that the body, which was much smaller than before, landed near the entrance of Honmaru, and soon disappeared into the room.

The wind blew up his forehead hair, exposing the smooth forehead underneath, making his brows clear and bright, really kind of gentle.

"hiss……"

Hikeri took a deep breath, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and covered his nose.In the end of touching the oath, bleeding from the seven orifices like him is not light.

Kamo?But in this way, he also got the answer he wanted... right?

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