[Sword Ranbu] There's something wrong with that Tsurumaru!

Looking at the bright stars in the sky, the bright Milky Way and the beautiful moon, the increasingly dark sky makes the stars even more bright. This kind of night really makes people feel refreshed.

What a ghost!

Looking at Feng Yuan, who was familiar with the way and lit the bonfire, he wanted to turn into a groundhog and shout.

And what worried him most.

Looking at the current weather, it must be getting late at Honmaru, and Hasebe must be going crazy, right?Absolutely, for sure!He wouldn't rush over with a time converter, and the time would be wrong, would he?No, no, probably not, they should be smart enough to ask Foxnosuke for help, but will Foxnosuke know where they are?should be

Numerous bullet screens flashed across his mind, and Yuan was just slightly absent-minded in the eyes of others.

Fengyuan silently pulled out the sweet potatoes and some taro from the fire.

"I didn't see any beasts today, so it seems that I can't eat meat anymore." Feng Yuan just picked up the hot sweet potato that was roasted, and he shook his hand when he was burned, and the sweet potato was quickly exchanged between his left and right hands. Feeling a little disappointed.

Why are you so familiar, my lord?Yuan silently complained, but did not say it outside.

But then again...

"Is this village remote?" Yuan asked curiously.

"Well, it's not too biased. You can walk to a town in more than ten minutes from here, but it's been a year, and I don't know if that town has been destroyed." Feng Yuantou gnawed at himself Steaming sweet potato in hand.

"Really?" Yuan silently cut off the conversation, and did not continue to ask, he always felt that there was something wrong here!

[Host, host, I need to add some information to you]

【what is wrong?The system is flustered, what information? 】

[Does the host remember that when we first came to this world, we were told that this world had been accessed by other systems. 〕

[Yeah, what's the problem? 】

[Actually, it’s not our job to come here, it’s mainly for staying in the world of dancing swords, and this world should have nothing to do with us.But the host's previous conjecture has been proven to be correct, probably because the people around the host have been involved with the people parasitized by that system!Either indirectly or directly. 〕

【Wait, I'm a little confused】

[Host rest assured, you will not be involved in this incident, because although the world of Sword Ranbu we are in is involved in many small worlds and large worlds, our mission is not in other worlds, so this time we will get rid of the traitors. The task will fall on other systems and hosts. 〕

[Other systems and hosts?For example]

[There are many people who can take on this task. Of course, the Heartthrob System, Cannon Fodder Counterattack System Department, Bai Yueguang Anti-Assassination System Department, or Taohua Wanduo System Department can all take it.]Because this task only needs to let the host that the traitor system parasitize die.There are of course many processes. 〕

[It feels good, but I always feel that there are quite a lot of you in the department...]

[Of course there are many kinds, because only in this way can we cope with different tasks, so if the host is lucky this time, it can be regarded as a lazy vacation. 〕

Then Yuan silently looked at the mountain around him, the forest and that person.

He should be lucky... right?

Originally not sure.

But it seemed that no one came to save the two teenage boys who had lost their footing for a while. . . . .

Yuan took a hard bite of the sweet potato, grinning from the heat.

Feng Yuan laughed several times.

Well, now in Yuan's mind, the mysterious and gentle image that Fengyuan gave him at first has long since been broken to the point that there is not even a scum left.

Now there is only one young man who is sitting in a bold posture, his feet are prone to numbness, and there are two cranes flying beside him for pretense

Time is really a butcher's knife, mercilessly chopping away all the timid and cautious social fears that Yuan had when he first took on the task, leaving nothing but ashes in his heart. A perfect Gongdou drama, complaining about a little bit of magic, delusional to become Pipihe but always inexplicably becoming the reason for Baofu.

If there is a quiet night, there are many stars in the sky, the Milky Way is very shining, there are bonfires, woods, insects and birds, what will you do?

For playing guitar?For a campfire?Or will it be used for games?Or can't help but sing a happy song under the moon?

It turned out that they chose to tell stories...

Certainly not those fairy tales about princesses and princes, they are about themselves.

"Hey, Tsurumaru, tell me, do people really have an afterlife?" Feng Yuan raised the wine in his hand, his face was a little blushing, and he looked at the sky with slightly squinted eyes and asked.

"I don't know, Master, you are drunk." Yuan could tell at a glance, don't ask him how he could tell.This is all tempered in the past years!

"I'm not drunk! I'm not drunk! You all lied to me! They all said that I would bring auspiciousness, and they all said that with me, the village would become more and more prosperous, but why are they all gone now?!" After drinking, Fengyuan acted like a child, an angry child who didn't grow up and found that the agreement with others was broken.

Yuan Yuan looked at Feng Yuan, who was drinking madly in front of him, sighed silently, and dutifully (the nanny's duty), he pulled the wine pot from Feng Yuan's hand and threw it aside, then rubbed his face. Head, rubbing his soft and straight white hair a little messy.

"Be good, don't worry, we won't abandon you, we will abide by the agreement, be good..." I thought that I might not be as gentle as my current tone in my life, but looking at the front of me, my eyes are full of tears. Feng Yuan, who was in tears, was still coaxing patiently.

"Really, really? Don't lie to me?" Feng Yuan choked.

"I won't lie to you, really, everyone is waiting for us, dear, go to sleep, and you'll be home when you get up." Yuan patted Feng Yuan on the back lightly.

In a place where Fengyuan could not see, he let out a breath silently.

This lord became crazy when he poured wine, like a vexatious child!

Who brought him the wine? !

Did you ask for the press-cut Hasebe?He is just a child less than a hundred years old!

Very innocent Hasebe: Ah Qiu!

It's true that the god judge hasn't even reached the age of a hundred, and he is already considered a child among monsters.Especially for that group, whether it is a short sword, a wakizashi, a sword, a sword or a big sword, they are all over a hundred years old or even a thousand years old, and they are even smaller.

Looking at Fengyuan who was asleep, Yuan took the excuse of taking care of the cub, then looked at the lord who had cried before, and silently put his cloak on Fengyuan.

Today is also a conscientious and good knife~

When Foxnosuke and the others finally found the trace, it was already a little dark when they came, but Feng Yuan was fast asleep.

Yuan had no choice but to take him away, of course the princess hugged him~

Yuan’s opinion on this is: I used to be hugged in this way and that way, and the princess hug was even more indispensable, especially when I was three-headed and had sequelae. Now it’s finally time for me to hug someone else, wow!

She is still very calm on the outside, but very sandy on the inside...

The author has something to say: I finished my homework all night yesterday

There may be more updates today

Fengyuan, I will definitely leave a copy and let him accompany you well (from the little conscience left by the scumbag author)

Let's see if this world can make a special episode.

In the end, I acted like a baby and rolled around silently, begging for comments