Chaldea Pension Group [Comprehensive]

This conclusion is too shocking, like a balloon pinched in the hand was directly poked and burst, the huge shock made Fujimaru Tachika unable to recover for a long time, and the voice of the answer was as thin as a mosquito, "... this."

They are master and servant, they are companions hand in hand, and they depend on each other.If he had to sacrifice his life to save the other party, Fujimaru Tatsuka felt that he would do it without hesitation, and it would be the same for Arthur.

It is precisely because of this unreserved trust and delivery that they are able to overcome difficulties again and again, measure the vast land with their own feet, and witness the starry sky of the Age of Gods with their own eyes.

But is it admiration?

Fujimaru Tachika feels that he still needs to think about it carefully. Rather than confessing hotly, he prefers to sort out the thoughts in his heart, and then give his most sincere and most important thoughts to the other party.

The time for recalling is only a blink of an eye, and the time for thinking is only a moment, but the men of swords and swords saw that the faces of their judges were slowly turning red, and they hesitated and couldn't explain why, and finally fooled: "This...is Ordinary words..."

Alter directly drew a blood-red cross on Mikazuki Zongjin in the list in his heart. From the beginning, he was worried that the boy would just abandon the magic world and stay here. If Fujimaru Tachika really fell in love with that Fusangshin, Isn't it necessary to abandon all the heroic spirits of Chaldea, big and small?

How could such a thing be allowed to happen!

The boy kept scratching his cheeks with his fingers, and when it was his turn to feel the temperature drop a little, the atmosphere in Honmaru was like a runaway wild horse, and it was almost time to burn incense for Mikazuki Zongjin.

Until he went out with Shuzhuwan to buy an apology gift, the resentment in Honwan was still astonishingly strong.

"...Is this a bit too much?" Fujimaru Tachika sighed, "I just said a few words to Sankayue."

Suzumaru pursed his lips again and then let out a sigh, "Forgive me, you don't understand the feelings of men with swords. Our body is a sword, a cold thing. While gaining a human form, because of your words If it is a despicable person, although the shape of the sword is not damaged, but the heart is destroyed, it is no different from a dead thing, but we are not dead."

But their god judge is different. Although he knows evil, he does not do evil. He knows good and always maintains a kind heart, and he implements his noble will in every gesture.

Serving such a master is the luck of all swordsmen in Honmaru, and the little possessiveness born as a result is also reasonable.

Fear of being abandoned by the master, fear of being chased by nightmares, although such fears are hidden, they are always the seeds buried in the deepest and darkest soil in Fu Sangshen's heart.

Every sword is eager to be cherished, and Mikami Tsukimune is just the boss who guides this emotional outburst.

The streets are bustling with people.After hearing Fu Sangshen's thoughts, Fujimaru Lixiang was speechless for a while, and stopped when she was approaching the door of Wanwu, "Sorry, I didn't take good care of your mood."

Suzumaru said, "No, you don't need to apologize for this—"

"I can just buy a lot of snacks and go back. Let me think about what it would be like to enjoy the flowers together!" Fujimaru Tachika held up the Buddhist beads in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and his blue eyes were like the clear sky after the rain ,

He smiled and continued: "You are also my important companions. Your loyalty and your precious feelings have been entrusted to me in one go. It would be my negligence as a god judge not to do anything in return. Then I ask you, Shuzhuwan Is there anything you want, sir? Now is a good opportunity to make a request, don't miss it?"

That voice seemed to travel through distant time, blooming from the depths of the diaphragm's memory.

The girl's face could not be seen clearly, but a soft voice could be heard, "What about you? Is there anything Mr. Suzumaru wants?"

"I..." Fu Sangshen was stunned for a long time, that scene was like a flower in the water from a lifetime ago, it disappeared after a little swaying on the water surface, leaving nothing left.

"Ok?"

"No, it's nothing, you're holding my prayer beads like this..." Shuzhuwan paused, "Walking the dog."

Fujimaru Tachika looked down, and indeed he could feel a little bit of that smell, and he immediately let go, "I don't have that idea, people here are afraid of getting lost, really, please believe me."

Since the swordsmen almost beat up all the Mikazuki Munekins in the training ground, the amount of compensation to be bought was very large, so the boy had to split up with Suzumaru to try to get these things out before lunch.

Fortunately, after seeing him coming to make an apology, the judges eased up a lot. At noon, Fujimaru Tachika finished his part, but when he returned to Honmaru, he found that Suzumaru hadn't come back yet. .

When Mitsutada reheated the food for the second time, Fujimaru Tatsuka couldn't stand it any longer. He was afraid that Fu Sangshen would be embarrassed by some Honmaru, so he couldn't come back on time. Thinking of this, he immediately got up and said, "I'm going to look for it."

The men with swords and swords responded one after another, and a group of people took to the street and scattered to find someone.

This incident also alarmed Ayano. She lived close to Fujimaru Tachika, so the news spread very quickly. Without saying a word, she also called the sword men who were free in Honmaru to join the search army.

There is no concept of time passing in this gap for living, and the rising and setting of the sun is just a symbolic decoration.The setting sun was like blood, and they finally found the trace of Shuzhuwan Hengji.

This is an abandoned Honmaru, with a decadent atmosphere permeating the ruins.

When Fujimaru Tachika wanted to go that way, Yiqi Yizhen stopped him, "...I'm very sorry, the main hall please retreat one after another, His Highness Suzumaru's state is not right."

Alter also took advantage of the situation to block the boy behind, Fujimaru Tachika could only see the situation over there through the gap between them.

The blade with sharp lines but incomparably beautiful has been unsheathed, the tip of the knife is lightly tapped on the ground, Shu Zhuwan closed his eyes, no one knows what he is thinking about, what he is going to do, but the murderous aura around him has nowhere to hide, clearly showing everyone Do not set foot in an area.

Foxnosuke, who came from nowhere, jumped onto his shoulder, and the boy grabbed the back of its neck, "Isn't Honmaru inherited? Why are there still discarded ones?"

The bell on Foxosuke's neck shook, and a blue screen was projected in front of Fujimaru Tachika, which said that this place used to be a special Honmaru.In the wave of the retrograde army a long time ago, the female god judge sacrificed on the battlefield with all the swords of Honmaru. Since then, no one has taken over her position, and it has gradually become abandoned like this.

Also, according to the scale of Shizhizheng, it is impossible to have only one special Honmaru, and the workload is too great.

In fact, he often encountered this kind of situation in the summoning of heroic spirits. The summoned heroic spirits did not have the memory of the singularity, or other situations.

He pushed aside the two people standing in front of him, and walked straight forward without fear. Once he entered the realm of the sword, the overwhelming cold air could not stop creeping into his hunting clothes, even through the clothes, he could cut him body like that.

"The main hall!"

Alter raised his hand to stop Yiqi who was about to catch up, and said in a deep voice, "Don't bother him."

On the other side, surging magic power gathered in his hands, as long as the five swords under heaven moved slightly, he would move this place flat.

Blood color adhered to the blade of Shuzhuwan, just like his bloody body before, the snow-white sheath was a blood-stained lotus pond, and the flowers were still blooming, but already stained with blood.A knife is a thing that kills, but now he has become a guardian. There is nothing more ironic than this.

The strong wind was blowing, and in a blink of an eye, the blade was attached to Fujimaru Tachika's neck. As long as Fu Sangshen pressed down a little, his head could be cut off.

Perhaps because of the heart-to-heart talk during the day, he didn't feel afraid.

If what Suzumaru said is true, and the swordsman men have been cast into a noble posture because he implemented his beliefs, although the time is short, but a deep bond has been formed between the two, then it is nothing It's scary.

Under the nervous gaze of his companions behind him, the boy raised his arms very naturally, resting his fingers on the blade that reflected the setting sun, he said softly: "Aren't you separated now?"

His tone was extremely light, like a flake of snow falling on the leaves in a snowy night, but it was quickly melted by the heat of the lamp.Fujimaru Tachika is a bright light. After guiding countless heroic spirits, it can also illuminate the way back for swordsmen.

The blue Hitomi never looked away from the beginning, Suzumaru's eyes were closed tightly, but he felt that those colorless eyes were also examining him, and those who examined the gods were also examined by the gods.

Finally, there was a slight touch of the blade between the neck, it moved a little distance, then turned over, and completely evacuated with the back of the blade facing the judge.

Shuzhumaru Hengji stood in place, with the desolate and desolate Honmaru on one side, and the God Judge stretching out his hand on the other side, he opened and closed his mouth but couldn't hear what he said, only a call was clearly audible , "My lord."

Fu Sangshen pursed his lips as he did in the morning, and handed the other end of the long string of beads wrapped around his wrist to Tachika Fujimaru, and the two walked back, one after the other.

The young man glanced at the little fox who was following up, and said: "Okay, Foxnosuke should also inform Ayano and the others, everyone go home for dinner."

Foxosuke ran a few steps after him, the bell flashed red light, and the light screen bounced away, and Fujimaru Tachika almost heard its scream at the same time, "Mr., the judge is not good!! Mr. Cangzhen He was surrounded by small waves that arrived early!"

"Location?"

Foxnosuke moved his claws flexibly, and quickly confirmed the source of the news, "The place where the news came was... Osaka in May 1615!"

"That time is..."

Fujimaru Tachika subconsciously looked at Yiqi Yizheng, the face of the always gentle and elegant elder brother Awataguchi lost all color, "Osaka Summer Array."

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