Supernatural is king

The first thing to do is to clean the castle tower.

Originally, Huili just wanted to ask where the utensils that the little daggers were cleaning, but the excited little daggers rejected Huili's idea of ​​doing the work by himself.

So under the pressure of two small knives, she was forced to sit in the corridor and drink tea.

Eri sat on the corridor, watching the tall and big Ishikirimaru put a cup of steaming tea in front of Eri.

"This pill has been abandoned for a long time, and I can't bring out anything decent to entertain you, please forgive me."

Eri looked at the man sitting in front of her in a humble posture, squinted her eyes and said in confirmation:

"You know me."

"My name is Ishikirimaru." There were two red marks at the end of the man's eyes, which made him look more gentle when he smiled: "I have been honored to meet you a few times."

In fact, I don't know much about Touken Eri of the Sanjo family, but Ishikimaru Eri has seen it before.

The forging time was a little earlier than Sankazuki Zongjin, and the guy Sanjo Zongjin had proudly displayed it in front of her many times.

Still have no small fate.

Eri took a sip of the tea in the cup without being picky, looked peacefully at Ishikirimaru who was hesitant to speak, and said, "If you have any questions, just ask."

There is nothing that cannot be said.

So Ishikirimaru was not entangled anymore: "Why did you appear here?"

Could it be that the government of time went back to the past and brought people here after signing a contract with His Majesty?

That's not right either!Isn't this destroying history?

"Ishikirimaru, do you know what the Seat of Heroes is?"

Use fame as the foundation, and build the ladder with faith.

Accept the call of the world after death and become a member of the Throne of Heroes.

"I am not a human being now, but a heroic spirit."

Ishikirimaru, who was forcibly instilled with human knowledge by the government of time after birth, nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at the two swords at Eri's waist without holding back: "So this crescent moon is..."

Ishikimaru, who was all eyes on the familiar sword, ignored the other sword.

Eili didn't hide it either: "It's a treasure, not Fusangshen like you."

Named by himself, it was written into history and loved and believed by countless people, and finally became his own treasure together with Tun Chu.

Although Eri didn't understand, she just gave her a name, why Sanri Yue Zongjin was her sword in history.

Eri settled down in this Honmaru.

After the chaos, there were also a few short knives belonging to the Awataguchi family who hung a bell in front of the castle tower. Just like what Ishikirimaru said, Awataguchi also had 100% trust in his family.

...Although there are only a few short knives left in Awataguchi's house.

Ran, Maeda, Hirano, Akita.

This is all the remaining swords of Awataguchi.

So Eri gave these swords with bells a thorough cleanup.

After taking office, some daily tasks need to be done.Although Foxanosuke promised not to report the secret fall of all Honmaru members under the threat of Eri, he still had to do the reports and tasks that needed to be submitted every day after taking office.

However, there are still too few manpower that Eri can command, and he can only barely complete the introductory episode, and it is impossible for him to go out into battle.

Huili opened her eyes in the dark night, looked at the daggers sleeping on several sets of quilts beside her, got up quietly, walked out of the bedroom and came to the study outside the office.

She had been in this Honmaru for a few days, so she naturally knew that the little knives insisted on sleeping next to her in order to prevent some extreme swords from sneaking in at night.

Although Eri has always said that there is no need to worry about this, the little knives still stubbornly want to stay by Eri's side, but at Eili's request, they changed from keeping vigil in the outer room to sleeping beside Eri.

She found the knife tent from the study and hid in the knife forging room.

Well, some ideas should also be tried to see if they can be successful.

If it succeeds, it should be regarded as a thank-you gift for the little daggers who have worked so hard for so many days.

So the next morning, Maeda Toshiro, who was the first to wake up, looked at the clean and empty bedding around him, and cried out in panic: "The master is gone!!!"

In an instant, the little knives in the whole room jumped up in fright, touched Eri's quilt delicately, and said with a gloomy face: "The quilt is already cold, it seems that the master has left for a while. .”

Countless conspiracy theories popped up in everyone's mind instantly.

I can't blame them for thinking this way, but the situation of this Honmaru is indeed different from other Honmaru.

Just as they were carrying their body knives and trying to find Eri, there was a light knock on the paper door of the bedroom.

But the little knives became more and more nervous.

Because the reflection projected into the room through the thin paper door belongs to the height and body type of a man.

And there seemed to be a boy beside the man's leg.

The sword that came to the door after the owner didn't know where to go...would it make them less nervous?

Luan gave Maeda and Hirano a look, Maeda and Hirano nodded knowingly, and stood guarding the door with his own sword.And Ran Akita and Imaken stared at the door closely, wary of the man who seemed to barge in at any moment.

Just when the little dagger was tense, Eili's tired voice suddenly sounded through the paper door.

"What are you doing standing outside the door..." Eili rubbed her sore brows wearily, looked at the big and small standing in front of the bedroom door and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

"My lord." The little boy poked his head out from behind the man, and said timidly, "I just knocked on the door, but it seems that no one answered."

"No one? Impossible, they should all be asleep now."

Eri stepped forward and wanted to open the door, but before her hand touched the paper door, the door was pulled open instantly.

Ranto Shiro, who had messy hair and didn't have time to tidy up, looked at the two people in front of him with disbelief in his eyes.

"Little uncle and retreat...?"

The daggers stared blankly at Minghu and Wuhutui standing outside the door.

The moment they saw them, they could tell that this was Minghu and Wuhutui who had been with them day and night, not newly forged spirits.

The little knives surrounded him in surprise and joy, screaming and cheering excitedly, and some couldn't help but shed tears.

Eri glanced over there, and after confirming that they still need to give them some buffer time, she walked into the bedroom, took Imaiken's hand, and left the castle tower.

"Master... how did you do it?"

Sitting on the corridor, Imaken stared blankly at the fallen leaves on the ground, and asked in a low voice.

Bringing the broken sword back to the side again, how could such a thing be successful.

Eri hugged the child into her arms, and rested her chin on the top of the boy's soft hair: "It's just some small tricks. It was just an idea at first, but I didn't expect it to be really successful."

After each sword is broken, they will return to their own spirits.

And what Eri did was relying on her own powerful magic power, and followed the connection between the forge and the main body to find the spirit that belonged to this Honmaru among countless spirits.

It sounds easy, but maybe no one except Eri can do it successfully.

The boy's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"That...that..."

His mind was blank, and the words were about to blurt out in the next moment.

But he stopped himself forcefully.

He wanted Sanriyue back.

But Mikazuki, who has been hurt like that... really wants to come back?

Eri saw what the boy was thinking.

She sighed, covering the boy's red eyes.

"Actually... I haven't found the Mikazuki Sect's close spirit that belongs to this Honmaru."

There are only two possibilities for such a situation.

One is that the ghost has been erased by the main body and its memory has been forged by other god judges.

The second is that the faint ghost has disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

But it is undeniable that it is absolutely impossible for this Honmaru's Mikami Tsukimune to come back.

Eili paused suddenly, feeling her palms wet.

"That's fine, that's fine." The boy murmured with a choked voice: "After all, San Riyue doesn't want to come back either."

Jinjian leaned against Eili's arms, and slowly went from choking to weeping loudly.

Imai, who was so presumptuous that he didn't cry after Mikazuki Zongjin left, vented all the uneasiness and sadness suppressed in his heart in this embrace.

Eili silently pressed the boy on her shoulder, and patted the boy on the back again and again.

"Cry, after crying, we Jinjian will be men standing upright again."

A new day always comes,

And those who are left behind can only get over it bit by bit.

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