Stable Polarized Practice

For this battle to encircle and suppress the time-traveling army, not only the judges predicted its duration, but the Government of Time itself roughly estimated the consumption of materials, spiritual power, and the scope of time occupied, and finally came to the conclusion that their current affairs Empty the family and can barely hold on.

It will last for a month at most, and by that time, both the Government of Time and the Time Retrograde Army will have run out of food and ammunition—mainly due to the lack of spiritual power reserves.

At least the government of time still has so many god-judgment veterans, and it can last a few more months if it persists, but the time-traveling army has no god-judgers to provide them with spiritual power, and they have to plan this before they decline. An attack that should have been evenly matched.

Yes, it should have been evenly matched.

"...What did you say?" The current affairs officer in black and loose safari with the word "zheng" on his face asked again blankly: "Win the first wave? Now?"

"Yes, now, the first batch of time-traveling troops are completely annihilated." The reporting personnel added calmly: "No broken knives, no loss of guards, a few shocks of polarized short knives and minor injuries, all of which were lost by the main knives. For the reason of accidentally smashing it on the foot, the mobile god judge who was in charge of getting in at any time passed too late and has already healed."

Person in charge of current affairs: "..."

Wait, right?If he remembers correctly, it's not long since the fight started, right?And what kind of concept is it that no one is injured?Could it be that low-level cannon fodder led the time-traveling army?Do we have a tactical advantage?

"Oh, that's right." The guy who came to report seemed to have suddenly remembered something, pretending to show a "small scene" expression, and added a few words on purpose: "Most of the leading troops of the Time Tracing Army are gunmen, and the rest Next some full-level enemy Taitai, and Brother Kunai and so on...should be the same as us, and arrange the strongest combat power in the front line."

Political officer: "...I suspect you are cheating on me."

If the time-traveling army has this kind of lineup, let alone win without injury so quickly, it will take days and nights to decide the winner, and even if they win in the end, they will probably suffer heavy losses. More than half of the results have to be calculated, and it is very likely that the very short fathers who lead the army will have broken knives on the spot...

"This situation will lead to victory without injury?" The brows behind the protective paper with the word "politics" frowned: "Now is not the time to joke, tell me the real situation quickly, the situation you mentioned is impossible to happen , unless there is a knife to hang."

"You're right." The guy who was in charge of the report face-to-face with him agreed, with an approving expression of "you're so smart to guess so quickly", and patted him on the shoulder meaningfully:

"...there really is a knife."

"...?"

……

The expected one-month retroactive army clearance battle lasted only three days.

Many aunts didn't even make use of themselves. They came here with a confused face, and went away with a confused face. They stuffed a few guards for their own knives in a nervous mood, but it was useless at all. It was packed and sent back to Honmaru.

"...That's it, it's over?" A middle-aged male aunt murmured with a blank face: "Didn't you say that this is the biggest crisis of the time government in a century? A crisis that can be solved in three days of travel? I'm leaving The second unit sent on the expedition has not come back yet, right?"

The two polarized shorts that were packaged and sent back to Honmaru with the god judge also had the same bewildered face, one left and one right pulling the sleeves of the god judge's hunting clothes, and the three of them appeared side by side in a daze In the golden light transmitted by the space-time compass, it looks like a vivid "convex" character from the back.

"Maybe..." The red-haired dagger hesitated and said, "Maybe it's the credit of those two Mr. California and Mr. Yamato Mori?"

"California and Yamato Shou?" The judge blinked belatedly, and lowered his head in confusion to meet his own Jishang's eyes: "...the rumored two-strike fight? Isn't it a rumor?"

Wait, rumors?Why does my lord think this is a rumor?Shinano Fujishiro blinked his eyes in confusion—oh, by the way, the lord is responsible for the temporary supply of spiritual power in the rear. It is normal to hear the rumors and not believe it. After all, if Shinano hadn't seen it with his own eyes. In the second scene, he wouldn't believe that there are flying and Fu Sangshen with lightning special effects...

Shinano Toshiro's expression suddenly became affectionate. It looked exactly the same as his brother Yaken Toshiro's "Waste Aunt Making Machine" mode. At the end): "...My lord, I have seen this with my own eyes. Although it sounds unbelievable, it is not a rumor."

Hakata on the other side had already yelled "My stock! My little judge!" and rushed into the outer corridor of Honmaru, leaving a pair of master and slave still staring at each other.

"Isn't it a rumor?" The interrogator murmured, "...is there really a knife that can kill you?"

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"We're on fire." The judge said solemnly.

At this time, it was the second day after returning from the Qing Dynasty. The return of the mighty army shocked Hasebe, who was staying at the Honmaru, and was a little embarrassed, because at that time he was with Smiling Qingjiang (who enshrined the magic swords) They were all conscripted) and prepared to pray for the aunt and the blades who went to the battlefield, but just as the preparations were completed, the large army that went to the battlefield came back without warning...

Cough cough, although the scene was a bit awkward, it's a good thing that Aluji came back so soon!In this way, there is no need to worry about whether Aluji will not have enough to eat (aunt:?) or not warm (aunt:??) or sleep in bed (aunt:???) when he is outside!He Hasebe can worry about Alu again!

Hasebe thought so vigorously, and was flattered to be called to the castle tower early in the morning the next day. He was excitedly wondering if Aruji was going to assign him some important secret task, The tightly closed wooden sliding door of the castle tower was pulled open again.

"Hey, here we come—"

A head poked through the opened door first, and Honmaru's first swordsman greeted the room with a smile: "Good morning, master, good morning, Mr. Hasebe."

Hasebe: "...Good morning, good morning."

The flame in Hasebe's heart was immediately extinguished. He stared blankly at Honmaru and said hello to the first knife, then retreated outside the door. After a few seconds, he pushed the sleepy-eyed Lan With a dejected back, he squeezed into the castle tower in the early morning.

Yamato Moran Ding seems to have not woken up, his face is out of shape, but the tied-up hair looks much neater than usual-it should be the braid for him in California, Hasebe thought secretly, after all Yamato Mori braided his own hair and put it up hastily. How could he take good care of his hair in this sleepy state?

Hasebe's guess is completely correct.

Anding dazedly hit another Hache. Although he has the endurance blessing of fully concentrated breathing, it can't hide the fact that they have been fighting the time-traveling army for nearly three days——I don't know why that guy Qingguang behaved like this With energy, it was not difficult to get up early in the morning, and he could happily press him in front of the mirror to comb his hair. If I remembered correctly, the guy was humming a song and applying nail polish for a long time before that.

"I called you here because something important happened to Honmaru." The judge tapped the table with his knuckles, and looked away from the unfolded laptop: "It's related to California and Yamato Mori—eh? "

The judge suddenly paused, and fixed his eyes on the head of the blue-haired swordsman who was trying to wake himself up.

The pause of the god judge immediately attracted the attention of all Fusangshen in the room. Even An Ding, who was struggling with drowsiness, woke up and looked over with a confused face: "...what happened?"

"..." The judge rubbed his chin, his tone became a little strange, and he replied slowly: "...No, it's okay, it's quite...cute."

stable:"?"

What's cute?An Ding thought about it in confusion, and after realizing that the examiner's gaze was on his own head, he hesitated and reached out his hand to touch it.

"..."

It seemed to be something with a smooth surface like a small hairpin. Thinking of who was combing her hair just now, Anding directly locked the culprit in her heart.

The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen smiled exceptionally brightly, even with a pink flower representing happiness floating behind his back, Qingguang smiled and held up a round mirror with a handle (Hasebe was shocked to find that he didn't know the mirror was from I took it out somewhere, maybe it was a four-dimensional space bag), and handed it to An Ding:

"Look, isn't she much cuter now?"

"... Huh?" The blue-haired Fu Sangshen was stunned for a moment, and then looked into the mirror.

——The cyan blue hair is combed neatly, without the slightest sense of disobedience, but it still looks fluffy and fluffy, which makes people feel the urge to touch it.

At the bangs in front of the forehead, where the broken hair can easily block the eyes, there is a delicate and lovely pink cherry hair clip, and a smaller pink cherry blossom is on top of the larger cherry blossom. It looks very familiar, it seems to be The cherry blossom hairpin that was damaged in the Ikeda house before the stable practice was not only restored to an intact state, but even became an upgraded version of "Sakura 1".

"This... is the cherry blossom hairpin at that time?" The blue-haired Fu Sangshen blinked his round blue eyes, put down the mirror, put his hands on the tatami, leaned forward slightly, and approached the suddenly dazed black-haired The tip of the nose almost touched the tip of the knife with two blades, and the azure blue pupils fixed on the bright red eyes, and asked in a calm and natural tone: "Has Qingguang repaired it?"

"Just, it's just because I have nothing to do!" Honmaru couldn't help but lean back slightly, as if he felt a little shy, a thin layer of red appeared on his face, and his eyes couldn't help but wander: "It's all because I didn't have anything to do at the time, it was too boring, so I just repaired the hairpin..."

……

The scene looks a little aesthetic.

The judge thought so expressionlessly.

Enough, enough, stop making pink bubbles for the two of you, show your affection and also look at the occasion, auntie hasn't tasted the sweet and sour of love yet, so she's going to be fed by the dog food of the two of you ?

The judge ruthlessly cleared his throat, interrupting this beautiful scene that was emitting pink bubbles: "Ahem, ahem—look at me! I called you here early in the morning because I have something very important to announce of."

Fu Sangshen, who was about to kiss together, immediately sat upright, with a straightened expression, finally there was a serious atmosphere in the room, and the judge nodded in satisfaction.

"I want to tell you one thing." The judge cleared his throat, showed a solemn expression, and said in a low voice:

"—Our Honmaru is on fire."