I love swords more than paying for mourning gods

his heart.

If it was a spur of the moment idea to practice with Shiyan before, then now he has really taken it to heart.

Just physical training is not enough, he is still immature!

"Yamabukukunihiro, have you watched it?" Seeing that Yamabukukunihiro stopped on a page and fell into deep thought, Shiyan didn't want to disturb this man with a sword who was thinking about something, but half an hour would pass after reading like this It was minutes before the second half of the meeting, and he had to pull Yamabushi Kunihiro out of his own thoughts.

"Do you mind if we see these materials?" Yamabuku Kunihiro did not say anything about the poor monk.

"Why do you mind?"

"Ka Ka Ka Ka!" Seeing the genuine doubts on the face of the judge, Yamafuku Kunihiro couldn't help laughing, the laughter was still hearty.

The second half of the meeting will begin immediately.

13

In Honmaru numbered S2237020601, as long as you think about it, it is very easy to meet the God Judge.

If the judge did not stay in his room to work, then it is very likely that he found a place with a good view to wipe the knife.

Although there are many places with good scenery in this Honmaru, they are not many compared with the idle Fusangshin.

Those fusangshen who don't like to move and like to stay in one place are okay, and the fusangshen who love to move can often see the judge.

For example, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who met the god-inspector at the pavilion by the lake last time, or Ranto Shiro now.

Ranto Shiro can be said to be the one who has the deepest relationship with Fusky.He is Fusky's first forging knife, and he has accompanied the still immature Fusky through countless days and nights, and finally ushered in the day when Fusky will return to the present world.

Ranto Shiro knew that there would be such a day, and he felt that he could deal with parting calmly at that time, after all, he was the first sword man who became polarized.

But he didn't expect to say goodbye before the day he had always kept in his heart.

So knowing that it wasn't the fault of the person who took over their gods, Ranto Shiro couldn't help venting his anger.Ranto Shiro doesn't like himself like this, he even misses the days when he was just a simple sword.

At that time, he was held in the hands, hidden in the arms, hung on the wall, placed under the pillow, he didn't have to think about right and wrong, he didn't have doubts, and he just Moving according to the movements of people, being pulled by people, or piercing the flesh, or piercing the body, he beheads the enemy, and the blood will bathe his whole body, which is a vivid glory.

He was Ranto Shiro of Hosokawa, and later of Ranto Shiro of Fusky. Whose is he now?

Don't like, don't like this person.

Relying on his petite body and orange hair hidden in the dark, Fu Sangshen secretly stared at the gentle movements of the interrogator. This person was holding his brother—Yakuken Toshiro, this is his brother, But not the brothers in Honmaru before.

Ranto Shiro is not like Atsuto Shiro, who will go up to say hello seriously when he meets a god judge.He also saw Atsushi Shiro having a happy conversation with the god judge. Although he was a little disappointed, he was still happy for Ahou.He also talked to Hou, but Ranto Shiro still couldn't take that step.

He knew he couldn't do this, but...

Today, he still didn't have the courage to come out from his hiding place. He watched the judge smoothly put away his things, stood up, and then turned around to look in his direction, so frightened that Rantoshiro quickly shrank back inside.

After waiting for a while, he poked his head out again, only to find that the figure of the God Judge had disappeared, Ranto Shiro was relieved, and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "I... I still hate it the most..."

"Chaos!" Atsuto Shiro, who looked serious and composed, said in a healthy voice, "What are you doing here?"

Ranto Shiro turned around quickly and saw the dagger standing beside him. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Goto Shiro speak again.

"I saw just now..." Atsushi Shiro paused for a moment, then frowned slightly, "Aren't you peeking at the general again?"

"Eh?! Wait, I'm not..." Why are they all called generals? Didn't they call you adults with them a few days ago?

"I can see it with both eyes." The sword man with short black hair pointed to his eyes with his index and middle fingers, "I'amwatchingyou."

"Ah, I don't understand what you're talking about. Where did you see these things?" Ranto Shiro laughed while watching his brother's movements.

"From the optical brain given by the general." Atsushi Shiro put his hand down, "The general taught me how to use it a few days ago, so I can have something good to read."

"What a good thing, wouldn't it be great if the optical brain can communicate?" Ranto Shiro hadn't carefully studied the optical brain that he sent out, and he didn't care about it. He rarely used it before, and when he saw it, he just talked to it. contact.

"I missed a lot in that mess. General Fusky doesn't use the optical brain very much. He prefers to read paper books and play chess with us. That's how I learned that the optical brain has so many functions. Some functions are really super powerful. Great." Scratching his head with his hands, Atsuto Shiro naturally mentioned the former God-inspector.

Ranto Shiro looked suspiciously at Atsuto Shiro, suddenly found something wrong, and asked in surprise, "Where's your body?"

"I asked the general to help me save it, and the general gave me maintenance before." A blush appeared on the face of Atsuto Shiro, "It's really comfortable."

"The general's spiritual power has a bit of bitterness at first taste, it is a nice herbal aroma, gradually sweet, and finally there is a comfortable cool feeling, as if the whole body has been washed, super clean feeling." Atsushi Shiro spoke so fast that he couldn't get it into his mouth, and his usually sharp eyes were shining, "General Vowski's taste is rum chocolate cake, I thought the taste of spiritual power was like this What. Have you ever tasted it? I didn’t know what it tasted like before. Candlestick Kiri-kun made this one time—I mean Candlestick Kiri-kun at General Honmaru’s Candlestick Kiri-kun—I ate it, except for eating more It’s a bit greasy, but it’s really delicious, but it’s a pity that the candlestick will not be made after Qiejun.”

"It's not very obvious in normal times, but the general's spiritual power gives people a really great feeling when it's being maintained!"

Ranto Shiro was somewhat difficult to understand when he was bombed by Atsuto Shiro. It took a while to fully understand what Atsuto Shiro said, "You said that the adults gave you maintenance without injury?" This is indeed something this person will do, but Atsuto If you go up like this, you agree?

"It was the general who proposed it on his own initiative. I didn't play out a few days ago, and then suffered a slight injury. I am a little embarrassed to say that I was the only one injured that time, so when the general gave me the hand, I was the only one." people."

The topic that had been off-center was directly grasped again.

Atsuto Shiro recalled the scene at that time, "Although the general didn't like to laugh very much like me, I had a very happy chat with the general at that time, and the treatment of minor injuries didn't take very long. Don't maintain it. He said that a sword can only become a magic weapon if it is maintained regularly. This is what he said, but regular maintenance is indeed good for us. Today I can see that the luster of my body has increased to a higher level. This is the highest quality of a sword. enjoy."

Because it is too troublesome, and Fusky is not a person who likes to spend time in these places, so even Ranto Shiro has rarely received injury-free maintenance, and it is all given to him as a reward. The technique is unfamiliar, and I almost hurt myself when I did it for the first time.Fusky doesn't usually do much by hand, and most of the time he uses the automatic hand-in equipment. To be honest, in this maru, as long as he has time, the god-inspector will personally hand-in the sword, and the technique is very skillful. , He was also taken aback, after all, there are so many sword men, it would waste a lot of time to come over one by one.

After getting used to it, I feel that although the automatic manual entry device is accurate and adjusted to the most suitable strength, it always feels that something is missing.

Maybe it's the taste, the spiritual power output by the device seems to be filtered, it's as dull as white water, if the wound is not healing, you can't feel the input of spiritual power at all.

"Luan, don't pay too much attention to it, try to get along with the general, and you will find that the general is actually a very good person."

"I……"

14

dong dong dong-

The consciousness of the man lying flat on the bed and sleeping on his side immediately came back. He didn't open his eyes, but moved his lips, and said in a low voice, "Who? What's the matter?"

"I'm Yaken Toshiro, I'm sorry to bother the general so late, but I have something important to tell the general."

A deliberately lowered voice came from the door, and the man propped up his upper body from the bed, pressed his forehead with the other hand, paused for a while to wake himself up, then stroked his hand above his head, and yawned. Turned on the bedside lamp again.

The soft warm yellow light illuminated a corner, the man lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on slippers, put on a nightgown, tidied up, came to the door, opened the door, and saw Yaken Toshiro kneeling at the door, the man He met Yaoken's eyes and said, "Come in."

Then the man entered the room again and turned on the light, Yao Yan came in and closed the door tightly, and followed the man to the small table in the outer room.

The man sat down cross-legged, poured a glass of white water to moisten his dry throat, glanced at Yaken Toshiro standing in front of him, and said slowly, "Why don't you sit down."

"General, I can do it standing up." Yao Yan rarely showed some restraint and uneasiness on his face.

The judge put the teacup back on the small table, and then lifted it up