[Comprehensive] What about the deletion of the internal test file?

"She also shed the blood of the Kushi family, why can't she become a god judge?"

When Lingyin was hugged tightly in her arms, when she heard these words—the strong emotions suppressed in that voice, even though she didn't know this woman yet, Lingyin still couldn't help being moved by it.She raised her head, and before she could see anything clearly, she felt warm water dripping on her forehead.

she cried.

The woman holding the bell was crying.

Lingyin just lay obediently in her arms. She had just landed on this body for a few seconds, and the synchronization rate was steadily improving.What's more, to Lingyin's surprise, she didn't see any novice tips or guides, which meant that she had to grope slowly for everything.

Forget it, it's still a closed beta game after all.

The player experience is not taken care of comprehensively, and it should be taken for granted.

As an internal beta player, isn't the meaning of Suzune's existence to find out the bad experience and give it back, so that the game of "Otome Version Touken Ranbu" will gradually become more perfect?These out-of-the-ordinary thoughts turned in Lingyin's mind, and she felt that her chest was gradually warming up, and her thumping heartbeat became more and more steady—at this moment, Lingyin was finally able to control her body, and she stretched out her hand , Gently wiped the tears from the woman's face.

"Good, don't cry."

The soft comfort of the ring tone obviously did not play its due role.

The woman with a beautiful appearance and elegant temperament choked up a sob, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.This is obviously a woman with Yamato Nadeko's character, even if she is angry and sad, she just weeps silently.

Silence is like a terrible monster lying in this small room.

"I...I know."

The middle-aged man standing in front of the two finally gave in, but he was somewhat unconvinced: "Lingyin is my daughter, don't I think about her? A woman from the Kushi family can't be a judge. It’s an ancient teaching from many years ago, those years ago... Few of them will end well. Oh, don’t cry, it’s not that I didn’t agree.”

The cheap father of Lingyin also seemed very embarrassed.

In the end, he reluctantly said: "Ringyin just... can have a sword Fusangshin to protect her safety... that's all."

"That's all." He repeated.

……

The sword pays the god of mourning.

It seems to be the core concept of this game.

According to what Ling Yin knew, it seemed to be a collection game that was once popular among players in the 21st century.I don't know where the game manufacturer dug it out from the historical library.Japanese Shinto believes that all things are gods, and any object will gain "spirituality" after a long period of time and become Fusangshen.The Touken Ranbu game personifies all the famous swords in Japanese history.

However, the topic between the god judge and Fu Sangshen only lasted for a few minutes after entering the game, and it was never brought up again.Suzune was taken away by her mother in the game, that is, the woman in kimono who hugged him and cried, and was locked in the house for several days——

It seems that the "heroine" is not in good health, and not long ago, she encountered something dirty.

It was not an easy task for Lingyin to analyze the information from her mother's few words.The unprincipled doting of this mother seems to regard Lingyin as a precious and fragile product, preventing her from being exposed to any external conditions.Even if Lingyin took the initiative to ask, it was just a perfunctory reply.

"It's dangerous outside."

"Good bell tone."

"Don't be afraid, mom will protect you no matter what happens."

If the bell tone was a little tougher, the mother would burst into tears.Under such circumstances, Suzune had no choice but to temporarily give up hope of advancing the game.She drank very bitter medicinal soup every day, fell asleep early, and could walk around the room after waking up. Occasionally, her mother would bring her a few story books—these were not too surprising, between the princess and the daimyo. love story.After the ringtone turned twice, I gave up the idea of ​​using these to pass the time.

Sitting on the tatami, she tried to imagine the life of such a girl.

Born in a peculiar patriarchal family.

The living environment is extremely closed.

Mother's doting.

... No matter how you think about it, she should be an arrogant and ignorant little girl.

"Crack." A light sound woke up the bell from his contemplation.

The mother also raised her head. She looked around anxiously, then stroked Lingyin's head, and comforted her: "Grandma, go out and have a look. Be good, don't run around."

This sentence is simply a blatant hint: this is running around... Oh no, a chance to trigger the plot.

Lingyin nodded obediently: "Understood."

Mother just put on a coat with maple leaf pattern, pushed open the wooden door, and there was a whirring sound of wind, and fine snow particles swirled in.Lingyin took a look outside, the weather was dark and everything withered, the weather has never been better.With another click, the wooden door closed, and the mother had already left.

After waiting for five or six minutes, the bell quietly opened the door.

Hiss, the wind is so cold.

Lingyin shrank her neck, and then trotted out all the way.

……

Yaken Toshiro is the family head's valet.

As a short knife, Yakuken is famous for its loyalty legend that it can pierce Yakuken but cannot pierce the master's abdomen. It was later dedicated to Nobunaga and was finally burned in the battle of Honnoji Temple.

But it doesn't make any sense to say that now.

He is now the sword of the Kuise family.

The source is no longer available.

In short, in this Honmaru, which is independent of time and space, there used to be a powerful human being. He—or maybe she—was called the God Judge, who awakened the swords and gave them human bodies.And the swords also followed the god judges, fighting against the enemy—it is said that they are called historical revisionists, protecting history from being changed.

But that too was just in the past.

As a sword would be snapped—

A demon king as powerful as Oda Nobunaga will also perish——

The war will end—

The battle between swordsmen and historical revisionism will eventually be decided one day.As a matter of course, the God-inspector won—but Yaoken sometimes wondered if this was the beginning of a nightmare.

Maybe not, it's just that the dream is over.

No matter how powerful the god judge is, he is still a human being.Men die, but swords do not.As it should be, the first god judge died, and his descendants took his place.However, not everyone has the powerful spiritual power of the first-generation god-inspectors, who can enshrine all the swords and fight with all their strength. For many generations of patriarchs, it is already a great thing to be able to enshrine a Taidao or Odachi.

And the rest of the swords were turned into their bodies, enshrined and sleeping in Honmaru's forging room.

later……

It appears that something serious has happened.

But Yaken Toshiro didn't know anything about the specific situation—he only knew that from that day on, people in the Kuze family no longer believed in swords.How absurd it is for the owner of a knife to be afraid of the knife he holds tightly.However, everything seems to be a matter of course: after the death of each generation of patriarchs, the memory of the sword they used will be washed away, the memory of when they were Fusangshen.

Yaken Toshiro saw such a record in a book he accidentally read:

"Forget the past, every time it is summoned, it feels like a new life-this is also very lucky for the sword."

lucky?

Yaken Toshiro didn't know.

He just couldn't help being shocked after he learned the truth. He once thought about what kind of gift he would give to his elder brother or younger brother when they arrived—but maybe every one he imagined would be given to them. He has done it countless times; or, he has served countless lords in the past, but as a knife of loyalty, he doesn't even know the existence of these people.

...However, after the current Patriarch dies, he will forget the truth he discovered not long ago.

Oh, maybe he has forgotten countless times.

Even so, Yaken Toshiro is not going to do anything.He is the knife of loyalty that will never stab his master, never before and never after.Although the current master doesn't need him to fight for it, Yaken Toshiro still uses his own efforts to help him.

For example, decoct medicine for Miss Lingyin.

The eldest daughter of the Patriarch, Kuze Suzune, is a frail child.Although he has never seen her in real life, Yaken Toshiro still feels that he is probably the person who knows her best in the whole world.

Height and weight.

What time do you go to bed and what time do you wake up?

What to eat for Chinese food, what to eat for dinner, and what to eat for breakfast.

Headache, runny nose and sore throat again.

Because he was forbidden to approach the female relatives, Yaken Toshiro had to work hard to piece together a vague image of a girl from these fragmented information-and then use this image like looking at flowers in a fog to refer to medical books to take good care of her.

However, Lingyin always refuses to drink medicine properly.

The reason is probably that the medicine is too bitter.

Yaken Toshiro felt that his heart was about to be broken by the other party.Fortunately, not long ago—after the incident that almost caused Lingyin to die, the little girl finally behaved a lot, and she became healthy as seen from the data.

Yaken Toshiro breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he did not live up to the expectations of the lord.

strangeness……

At this point in time, it should be time for the mistress to come to get the medicine, why is there still no one coming?Yaken Toshiro was thinking this way, and when he was about to inspect the outside of the house again——

who? !

Holding the main body, he lurked out almost silently.That inexplicable visitor was obviously not the mistress, he was much lighter, and his steps were fast, running almost like jumping, which was impossible for a mistress who had received traditional education.

Yaken Toshiro lay on the roof.

He saw her.

It was a girl about twelve or thirteen years old, as beautiful as a cardamom. She had long black hair that was soft and slightly curly, all spread on her back, and she was trembling as her master ran.The girl was only wearing a very thin furisode. For the convenience of movement, she rolled up her sleeves, exposing her elbows. Yaken Toshiro could see her slender white arms that were almost transparent.

Thin enough to almost crumble when pinched.

However, the girl didn't realize her fragility at all. She was like a happy deer, jumping happily in the snow.The joy is so obvious that everyone who sees it is infected.She was originally born in a very good condition, with a cheerful look, and even more radiant with anticipation, bright and charming, like the first peach blossom budding on the treetops in spring.

However, the moment he recognized the identity of the girl——

Yaken Toshiro was very upset.

She is wearing a single dress.

No shoes.

Naked|Running with bare feet.

This icy--

Yaken Toshiro wished he could pack it up and stuff it back into the bed, no wonder sickness never gets better -- it's impossible to get better like this!