[Comprehensive Manga] Specially do logistics for elves!

Takuya's encounter with Bishamonten did not stop there.

Bishamonten, who understood why he was rejected, felt helpless, because of his preferences, he would rather drift in this world as a ghost.

Even if he couldn't understand his thoughts, Bishamonten still couldn't ignore an undead.

The noble Bishamon God is willing to take the undead who have not signed a contract to Gaotianyuan, which is the residence of the gods.

There has never been such a precedent in the world of gods, and even Zhaoma, the symbol of Bishamon God, appeared to raise doubts.

In this regard, Bishamon God still did not change his mind.

In Takuya's view, Bishamon God is too holy to treat the undead.

Ah, please don't get me wrong, Our Lady here is definitely not a pejorative term.

Because the artifacts of the "Ma" family that he once led degenerated into demons, and were all beheaded and demonized by Yato, the hatred of Yato for this lasted for hundreds of years, and at the same time, he had a strong feeling of being unable to save himself. The guilt of the artifact clan began to adopt more dead people into artifacts without restriction and without distinction, which in turn caused their bodies to bear great fatigue and burden.

Takuya, who pursues doing what he can, cannot agree with Bishamon God's approach, but this does not prevent him from respecting Bishamon God.

Some gods have only one artifact and will be "stabbed" all over their bodies. It is impossible to imagine how deep the burden is on the shoulders of Bishamon, who has hundreds of artifacts.

Bishamonten knew how deep his obsession with the undead was, and he had no choice but to compromise in the end.

Seriously, Takuya didn't say a word during the discussion between the great god and the artifact, and his whereabouts were decided.

Tuo doesn't know where the plot is going now, but he still remembers that Bishamon's residence was destroyed in a mess because of her pharmacist's betrayal, and many artifacts of the "Ba" family were killed and injured.

Should he lend a helping hand as a "rescued soul"?

That would be too troublesome, Takuya didn't want to have too much intersection with Bishamon God, but he didn't speak until he was taken away from the present world.

After he refused to become the artifact of the Bishamon god, the artifacts of the god were a little dissatisfied, and it would be a shame to refuse again.

As an undead, Takuya finally had the opportunity to experience the feeling of "turning into light".

As soon as his vision blurred, he came to a gorgeous European-style building hall with a marble floor and the luxury of even the chandelier being more than ten meters above the ground.

"This is Kotengahara, the residence of the master Bishamon-sama."

Takuya turned around, and hundreds of artifacts of Bishamon were lined up in an arc. There were children, teenagers, and elderly people of all ages. They had different costumes, except for the artifacts of the main battle group of Bishamon, who wore black. In addition to military uniforms, kimonos and casual clothes are available.

Tuo didn't get over it either. It's not that he has never seen so many people. Compared with the noisy crowd on the street, these hundreds of people are not enough.

But knowing that these are the artifacts of Bishamon God, the number of people is terrifying.

- It's really a big family.

"Welcome to my house, Takuya."

Bishamon God standing in the middle smiled and stretched out his hand. Although the artifacts were puzzled when they heard his name, they still applauded to welcome him to join.

"For some reason, Takuya is not yet my weapon, but I hope everyone can get along well."

"Yes, Lord Bishamon."

From this day on, Takuya officially moved into Bishamonshin's mansion.

The sky of Gaotianyuan is very special. It is not the blue that makes people feel relieved in this world. The dark gray is dyed with warm yellow. The sky is dotted with dense stars, and the white clouds move at a slow speed. There is no night in the residence of the gods, except for the timekeeping It is impossible to tell day and night from the sky outside the device at all.

Bishamon God's mansion is very large, and the courtyard is full of flowers and plants, many of which Takuya has never seen before.

The artifacts here are very friendly, and most of them are artifacts transformed by undead that have been eroded by monsters. Undead that have been removed cannot become complete artifacts. These artifacts cannot fight, but they spontaneously assume the responsibility of servants , taking care of the mansion of Bishamon God.

Even if Takuya didn't come in as a divine weapon, they didn't treat him differently. Only a few young divine weapons asked him curiously why he didn't become Lord Bishamon's divine weapon. After Takuya explained the reason, they didn't believe him at all. Reminds him of Natsume not believing he has a lover.

These days, to tell the truth, not only people don't believe it, even artifacts.

Takuya was standing in the courtyard watering the flowers with a kettle, and there was an argument between two people in the courtyard aisle.

The girl with a western-style appearance grabbed the other girl's ball head with a ferocious face, and the two of them kept silent in a tacit understanding. The girl who was being bullied did not resist, but gritted her teeth and tried her best to endure.

The person involved in this bullying sensed the presence of others, and the two raised their heads to meet Takuya's eyes.

The well-dressed girl couldn't help but stop, let go of the girl's ball head, gave her a hard look and turned to leave.

The girl who was bullied wiped away the physical tears from the pain, tidied her hair silently, turned her head and showed a cheerful smile.

"Mr. Kazama, have you been taking care of the flowers and plants in the garden these days?"

Seeing her innocent smiling face, Tuo didn't bother to meddle in other things, "It's not counting taking care of her. I don't understand these things, so I help water the flowers when I have nothing to do."

Face blindness made him unable to recognize who this girl was, but the military uniform she was wearing knew that it was Bishamonten's battle artifact.

"Is that so, is Mr. Kazama still used to being here? If you have any questions, you can come to me."

"It's nothing you're not used to. It's good that you won't be chased by monsters here."

"Hahaha, Mr. Kazama, don't worry, there will never be any monsters here."

--Not always.

Takuya saw that she didn't answer.

The girl stepped forward and knelt down in front of a flower, staring quietly.

Tuo was not someone who would find something to say when he had nothing to say, he acted as if the girls didn't exist, feeding water to the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

After a long time, the girl spoke cautiously.

"Well, Mr. Kazama, what happened just now...can I pretend I didn't see it?"

Takuya glanced at her, even if he didn't know the plot, he could know the hidden danger of Bishamon God's wide collection of artifacts.

Children know that no matter what they do, managing too many people is a big problem.

Experienced people have their own set of management methods, but Bishamon God has never tried to find a way to solve this problem.

The artifacts are grateful to God Bishamon for taking them in. For the sake of their master, they will suppress themselves and say nothing. They don’t want to stab God Bishamon and cause her more burdens, but they will invisibly shorten the distance between the two parties. Bishamon It is even more difficult for the gods to find problems among the commanding artifacts.

Even girls who are combat artifacts suffer alone when they are bullied, not to mention the hidden problems of other artifacts, but no one has paid attention to this hidden danger.

"Mr. Kazama, I don't want to bother Lord Bishamon, so..."

"Did something happen just now? It's a little far away, I can't see clearly."

"Mr. Kazama..."

The girl's uneasy expression disappeared, and she couldn't help showing a happy smile, "It's nothing, thank you, Mr. Kazama!"

"Ah, that's right! I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Shoba, and I am Lord Bishamon's battle robe."

"Shoba?"

"Uh-huh!"

It was the first time for Takuya to seriously look at a girl. She had ordinary facial features, a type that couldn't be found in the crowd. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her high balled hair made her a little more playful. Vibrant girls.

Who would have imagined that Shoba, who was so considerate of Bishamon God, remembered her name and cause of death in the future, and hurt her most respected Bishamon Lord after being demonized, and was finally beheaded by Zhaoma in a hurry.

"Shoba! Where are you?"

A woman's shout was heard in the distance, and Shoba stood up and waved his hand.

"I am here!"

"Master Bishamon is gathering, don't be late!"

"Hi~"

"Then I'll leave first, Mr. Kazama."

The girl bowed politely and ran away bouncing around.

Takuya looked down at the exquisite kettle in his hand, and someone was approaching behind him.

"Ah, I finally found this medicinal herb."

The black-skinned man didn't seem to notice him, and walked straight into the courtyard, squatting down to pick a few green grasses that seemed to be indistinguishable.

"Huh? It's you, I remember it's called... Kazama?"

The man chuckled and said, "Hi, I'm Lord Bishamon's pharmacist, Luba."

Takuya didn't answer, just nodded to show that he understood.

"The Artifacts are very curious about you. Master Bishamon has never brought the undead back to Gao Tianyuan."

God Bishamon brought back artifacts, and no undead would refuse to be the artifact of such a great god.

"Bishamon God is very tolerant of the undead." Takuya replied.

These words made Lu Ba's eyes darken, and he said meaningfully: "Yes, Lord Bishamon is not so kind as a noble god."

Takuya pretended not to understand his deep meaning, still watering the flowers silently.

Lu Ba looked at him, and said again: "You always keep this umbrella with you, does it have any special meaning?"

"Well, it was given to me by a very special person."

As he said that, Takuya's hand holding the umbrella was strong, and the big dark blue umbrella turned over, the tip of the umbrella was facing him, and then said softly: "At the same time, it is also my weapon."

Looking at the pitch-black umbrella tip, the metallic luster was very cold, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down Lu Ba's forehead. Although Tuoya was expressionless, Lu Ba still felt the killing intent at that moment.

This man is very dangerous!