Supernatural is king

After Eri returned to Honmaru, she called Foxnosuke to learn about the internal rules of the God Judge.

After getting the sachet today, Eri realized belatedly what the government of time meant by recruiting capable people with spiritual power from all ages.

Assuming that people who have left no traces in history, it’s okay to recruit as god judges while their lives are still alive, because it will not destroy history.

But for those who left their mark in the history books, the measures taken by the government at that time were different.

Make a deal with that person after his life is over, and live in the government territory of the time in the name of [God Judge].

It is impossible to leave until the spiritual power is exhausted and dissipated.

And Abe Seimei is the latter.

As a great Onmyoji who has been highly praised in history, he commands hundreds of demons in his hands, chatting and laughing happily with the gods.

So when the Shizhi government was first established, the leader at that time went to Huangquan to talk to the great onmyoji in person. In the end, I don't know what conditions he used to impress Abe Seimei, and invited him to sit in the Shizhi government.

This moment is the time of a hundred years.

"Foxosuke." Eili withdrew her scattered thoughts, and subconsciously stroked the small sachet on her waist with her fingers: "What is the ranking of the god judges based on?"

Foxosuke who was sitting on the table obediently looked up at Eri:

"At the end of each year, there will be a competition between the god judges. Only the god judges can play. After the ranking of the god judges in the AF district is determined, the first place in each district will compete for the top six." Assistant wagged his tail: "At the same time, Honmaru will also send sword men to rank according to this rule."

"And the qualifications of the previous God-inspectors in this Honmaru are mediocre... almost all of them are at the bottom."

Eri blinked, rubbed her chin and said in thought: "Is there any use in ranking high?"

Fox's help said: "This is very useful."

"The higher the ranking of the god judge, the higher the status, the higher the level of tasks that can be accepted, and the more information and rewards you can get."

The government of time is very generous in terms of remuneration. Even if Eri's Honmaru can only accept the lowest level of tasks, the reward is enough to keep the Honmaru running.

But in terms of information...

Eri thinks that with her own strength, she should be able to defeat most of the god judges, right?

Foxosuke seemed to have seen Eri's intentions, and quickly added: "However, if Honmaru's level is too low, even if the level of the God Inspector becomes higher, he will not be able to accept tasks and obtain information."

This is the brilliance of the government of the time.

Even if the personal force value of the god judge is high, it is useless. The god judge must train the sword well before he can exchange with Shizheng.

In any case, current politics will not lose.

The rule is that if...

It seems that this Honmaru's sword is still too weak.

All the swords suddenly felt cold behind their backs, and they shuddered fiercely.

Eri asked Foxanosuke to play while she sat at the desk thinking.

Suddenly, there was a light knock on the study door.

Eili raised her head, but before she could speak, she saw the door was pushed open a little, and the man with bright moon eyes bent his lips and smiled and said, "Main hall, can I come in?"

Even though he asked like that, Mikazuki Zongjin walked in familiarly, and put the tea on the tray and a plate of steaming dim sum in front of Eri.

"Candlestick Qiedian asked me to bring these to you."

"what is this?"

Eili put down the pen and paper in his hand, looked at the plate of dim sum that he had never seen before and asked curiously.

Sanri Yue Zongjin smiled and picked up a piece of peony cake, put it on an empty plate and handed it to Huili, saying, "It's a special peony cake made by Candlestick Che."

"Guangzhong did it?"

"Yes, but Zhu Keqie said that this is the first time he has made peony cakes since he woke up, so he may make them by hand."

Eri picked it up with great interest: "It's okay, it looks like it should taste good."

Out of trust in the chef Honmaru, and the appearance of the peony cake was not bad, Eri took a bite unprepared.

Then his face stiffened instantly.

When you just enter the mouth, the unique mixed aroma of various beans rises up, and the bean powder is chewed and scattered in the mouth, and becomes more and more viscous as you chew.

In the end, Eri's entire mouth seemed to be stuck with the sticky peony cake, and she had no choice but to pick up the teacup beside her and try to swallow the pastry in her mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough." Eili coughed lightly, pushed the plate away instantly as if she had picked up a hot potato, and asked with disbelief on her face, "Did Guangzhong really do this?"

Are you sure it wasn't Tsurumaru Nyuo's mischievous swordsmen who did it?

Eri's reaction made Mikazuki Zongjin laugh.

"The peony cakes cut from candlesticks have always been like this." San Riyue poured a cup of tea for Hui Li as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "The old man has been hit by a few times unfortunately."

With lingering fear, Eili drank a few more mouthfuls of tea.

"By the way, Sanriyue," Huili asked, "Why did you rush into the forge to transform yourself a few days ago?"

If Sanri Yue Zongjin hadn't appeared in front of her, maybe Eili would have forgotten to ask about it.

The man blinked those beautiful eyes innocently.

"Well, after all, the comrades who are also swordsmen have their own bodies, and the old man also wants to catch up with the fashion." An inexplicable gleam flashed in San Riyue's eyes: "The main hall will not blame me for this."

So Tun Chu watched you go in, so he followed your movements inexplicably and also lay down in the forge?

Feeling as if she had guessed the truth, Huili helplessly raised her forehead: "Of course not."

Not only will it not, but it will also add an extra combat power.

Huili's headache made Sanriyue leave with this strange stack of peony cakes.

After Sanri Yue Zong left, Huili sighed and hugged Tunchu who was quiet beside her.

"Cub, grandma loves you."

Eri said without beginning or end.

Not knowing why Huili was convulsed inexplicably, Tunchu looked up blankly, and replied slowly: "...I love you too."

Early the next morning, Eri gathered all the swords in the hand room.

Under the dazed eyes of all the swords, Eili wore a capable kendo uniform, held Tunchu who had been forcefully stuffed back into her body, and said, "Wait, start with the short sword, come up and fight with me one by one."

Although Tun Chu's human form has shrunk, his body is still the same.At this time, after hearing Huili's words, the sharp blade flashed a dark light.

The swordsmen looked at each other, hesitated and did not move.

Although they have a general understanding of Huili's strength, they are still worried that they will hurt Huili when fighting with Huili with a real knife.

Finally, Horikawa Kunihiro stood up, looked at Eri with those gentle blue eyes and suggested, "Master, why don't we use wooden knives to compete."

"Just use a real knife." Eili insisted.

After all, the feel of a wooden knife and a real knife is still different, and it cannot exert its full strength.

But what Huili wanted was for them to try their best to defeat her.

Just when everyone was still hesitating, Izumi Mori Kanesada, who watched Horikawa Kunihiro stand up, also stood up, pulled out his body sword and smiled heartily: "Since no one wants to go up, then I will be the first one." The one who competed with the master is on the stage."

The man with long black hair stood still in the center of the hand room, pointed at Eri with a knife, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Please give me your advice."

Before 30 seconds had elapsed, the man was picked up by the tip of the knife and overturned in the corner.

Eri said without blushing without panting, "Come again."

A sword went up.

Another person piled up in the corner.

In the end, a mountain was piled up in the corner just like Eri came to Honmaru for the first time.

And the short knives who were gently put aside by Eri stepped forward to separate the swords who were frustrated with their self-esteem. Those who were accidentally injured were put in their hands and entered the room. closed.

After all, the sword that existed to protect the master was overthrown by the master...

What a shame :)

But Eri who returned to the study was not surprised.

When going out with the swords, Eri discovered that the formation or moves of these swords were strictly set according to the model of the government of time.

Especially the moves, the original owner can use whatever style of sword technique he uses, every move is like copying a textbook, too rigid and not flexible enough.

And if these problems are to be corrected, it will definitely take a long time.

But there is still some time before the end of the year, and there is still time.

That night, Kasen Kanesada delivered the training list that Eri personally made to everyone.And the swordsmen who held their breath also practiced along this training list.

And one day not long after, the red-haired knives Aizen Kunitoshi cut Hasebe's request, and Toshiro's knives were looking for the valet who should have been today, but he didn't know where he went. Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"Tsurumaru-den! Where are you, Tsurumaru-den?"

Ai Ran Kunijun walked around the Neiban place, but still couldn't find anyone.

Looking around, he found someone sitting on the corridor making tea, so he tugged at Ai Ran Guojun's clothes and said, "There is someone there, let's ask?"

Holding the teacup, Yingmaru rubbed his chin for a moment, then pointed the little knives in a direction: "Just now I saw Tsurumaru going there, if you walk faster, you should be able to catch up."

Aizen Kunijun breathed a sigh of relief, and after thanking Yingmaru, he ran towards the castle tower with everyone.

The maneuverability of the dagger is one of the best, and he ran to the castle tower in a short while.

And Tsurumaru Kuninaga was standing there, bending over as if talking to someone.

In order to find this person, Aizen Kunitoshi, who almost made a big circle around Honmaru, stood in front of Tsurumaru with his knees propped up, and said out of breath, "Who are you talking to, Mr. Hasebe has been looking for you for a long time?" ……Why?"

After seeing who the person in front of Tsurumaru was, Aizen Kunitoshi couldn't even breathe, his eyes widened brightly, and he rushed forward: "Wow, Hotaru, you're here too..."

Before the words were finished, a trace of blackness spread in the eyes of the beige-haired Yingwan held by Ai Ran Guojun, and he pushed Ai Ran away with a gloomy face.

"Holymaru...?"

Aizen Kunitoshi sat on the ground with an expression of disbelief, and the next moment, the short knives of the Awataguchi family drew their knives and aimed at Hotaru one after another.

Ai Ran Kunijun doesn't know what the black energy flashed in the eyes of this hotaru, don't they who have fallen in the dark know? !

Hirano shouted sharply: "How did you appear here!"

Repressing impatience and irritability in the dark green eyes of Hotaru, she reached out and drew the Odachi behind her.

Then a slender hand pressed down on his wrist.

"Hingaru." Eri knelt down and took out the sword from the boy's hand, put it back into the scabbard, and rubbed the boy's hair: "Hey, calm down."

Although the boy still had a gloomy face, everyone keenly noticed that the look in the boy's eyes had become obedient.

The author has something to say: 5.1

Seimei's appearance...cough there are still a few chapters left.

Well, take your time, don't rush.

The work has broken through five hundred, what a big deal for everyone!

☆感谢在2020-04-3023:41:07~2020-05-0123:27:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket: I love the earth deeply;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: I love the earth deeply;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 Lixue at the beginning of the month;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 18 bottles of deep moon; 3 bottles of purple dream; 2 bottles of magic moon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!