[Comprehensive] gift to you

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Taking advantage of the time when he was separated from Saya Zuofuji, Otoha hurriedly threw the short knife hidden in his waist into the grass.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Otoyu nodded to the dagger who didn't know if he was conscious or not, and then quickly jumped into a wealthy family's house to steal a few mouthfuls of food to fill his stomach.

"It's so miserable." He didn't know how many times he started to feel emotional.

After hastily finishing off the enemies, it's time to return to the Honmaru.

Otoyu felt the loss of power, the light cluster in his hand exuded soft light, and there were gusts of warm wind—this is spiritual power.

In Otoha, he worked hard to accumulate energy and was ready to use his personality, but was led by "Ranto Shiro" to pull out the power.

Thinking of the sliver of spiritual power forcefully pulled into by the dagger, Otoyu felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, I collected my spiritual power in time and hid the knife well, otherwise the "knot" would have become "summoning".

Otoyu felt that his "brother" would directly make a killer move after finding out, and let him die on the spot.

When he went to the "King Point" with the "resources" in large and small bags, Xiaoye Zuowenzi was already waiting for him.

The golden light shines again.

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Everyone seemed surprised that Otoyu was able to bring back so many resources, and they were not as unfriendly as they were at the beginning.

"Another Wuji Zhenzong?" A boy with short black hair said without any emotion, and then left in a hurry.

Otoha could hear someone begging desperately.

"Begging to die?"

He tilted his head in confusion.

23

The courtyard was basically deserted, there were only weeds on the land, and there was nothing in the stable, just an empty shelf. Almost every place Otoyu walked was dilapidated.

And I don't know if it was affected by the voice begging for death at that time, but Otoha heard someone praying every moment.

Pray to get death.

"But, why not just commit suicide?" Otoha looked at the wild flowers brought back from the battlefield, which were withering at a very fast speed.

"Suicide will get worse," Jiang Xuezuo, who always reads Buddhist scriptures with her eyes closed, said calmly, "The evil spirit in her body will burst out and lead her companions to collapse."

This place can simply be called "the place of death".

Otoyu didn't know what they were insisting on. Obviously everyone had a will to die, but they all seemed to insist on going to the battlefield and being killed by the enemy.But on the battlefield, he didn't want to be caught without a fight, but attacked the enemy fiercely-with the "practice" of these swords, it was naturally easy to hit the king's point, and the thick blood bars were slowly worn down.

The more this is the case, the more worn down the combat power is, the more rationality is eroded, and then it becomes an existence that has to be restrained by the companions.

And the sword that does not want to die will be collapsed by the dark breath of the companion, and will start to follow the old path of the companion.

- It's just a vicious circle.

He raised his eyes to look at his "brother" who rarely paid attention to him, the other party sighed in a low voice, and put his big hand on Otoha's black hair: "Calm down, calm down."

Although it didn't feel like it had much effect, Otoha still returned a small smile.

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"Hongxue Zuowen" is special in this dark and corrupted Honmaru - the dagger that is the most prone to collapse has lived in this twisted Honmaru for a week, and still has not been "polluted".

Although Zuo Wenwen's family is the strongest in the whole honmaru, this little dagger hasn't had any irritable or wrong emotions for a week.

"Hongxue—?!"

The long-haired man clenched his teeth, his red eyes fixed on the dagger that came uninvited again: "Hurry up and get lost...!"

Otoyu exhaled, ignored the other party's horrific struggles and beast-like growls, picked up the nearly broken sword and started repairing it.

Thanks to this sword—Izumi Mori Kanesada was trapped in the sword forging room, otherwise Otoha would have to spend a lot of effort to meet the requirements of the sword's partner, Horikawa Kunihiro.

Repair pool and knife solution pool have been destroyed.

The steel was melted and slowly formed a mass of silvery liquid. When it was about to form a short knife and miraculously semi-solidified in the high temperature, Otoha took out the pliers and drew out the outline of the tattered knife to fill it up.

It took half a short knife to fill the wound, and then it needed to be tapped to repair the pattern—otherwise, no one knows if this knife will become strange.

By the time Otoyu finished tossing, seven or eight hours had passed.

Izumi Mori Kanesada struggled desperately to make noise from the beginning, but then he was exhausted by the pain, and knelt on the ground with his head hanging down. If it wasn't for the ups and downs of his breathing, Otoha would almost suspect that the sword was manipulated by himself. broken.

On the contrary, the dark aura on this person seems to be a little less...

Otoha put the sword on the ground and walked up to Izumi Mori Kanesada.

The opponent was no longer as fierce as he was at the beginning, he just lowered his head tiredly, his whole body was soaked in sweat.

"Horikawa!! Kill me!!!"

"Please kill me quickly..."

"I'm not handsome at all..."

……

There was one less noisy voice in my head.

Otoyu sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the man in front of him - the hair had become wet, and it didn't feel good to rub it, but thanks to the person transformed by the sword, the so-called "sweat" was full of sweat. Iron-smelling water.

"Get a good night's sleep."

Yi Yu didn't dare to pour in his spiritual power rashly, so he could only lure the black energy from the other side.

Disgusting evil thoughts pressed down on the boy's body, and the ugly and greedy words made people sick, but there was nothing they could do.

Otoha took a deep breath.

Can't get lost.

He told himself so.

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"Hongxue," Xiaoye Zuowenzi took Otoyu's hand, "Don't go."

Jiang Xuezuo, who always had his eyes closed, also opened his eyes, pursed his lips when he saw the black air entwining the boy, and shook his head as if agreeing.

Otoyu looked at Saya Zuo's text with some confusion.

"If you continue like this, you will also fall in the dark." Xiao Ye strengthened her hand a bit, "Don't go."

Xiaoye's bone tail shook uncomfortably.

Zongsan Zuowen next to him let out an inexplicable laugh.

"...I will fall in the dark." Otoyu raised his hand and patted the furry head of the other party, as if sighing, "It's okay."

Otoha couldn't find his way home.

This is the second time to activate his personality, and he doesn't know the trigger conditions of his own personality.

He raised the corners of his lips to Xiao Ye: "It's okay."

Xiaoye Zuowen's invitation to him into the courtyard was not to give him a place to live, but to induce his brother to accompany this Honmaru to collapse - the other party had already begun to distort in the breathless black air.

Otoyu's situation was very bad. He was short of food, and he had to go to the battlefield alone to steal food for three meals a day to barely survive for such a long time.Unlike the swords and swords, he can recover from small wounds through maintenance, so his nerves are tense all the time.He still wants to reach out to the swords who are stuck in the black mud and are not satisfied——

"too tired"

I don't know the end, the environment is a place where there are no well-intentioned bone-biting weapons, and even the impression of "home" has begun to be eroded a little by evil thoughts.

"Don't forget, don't stop"

He told himself that, smiling as he saw himself pulling another sword for help out of the darkness.

But only he knows—

"Wow—I don't feel grateful at all."

"Meddling your own business hahahahaha, look, you are working for nothing, how can this group of weapons know how much effort you have wasted?!"

"Hey, you got attacked? You deserve it."

"He actually gave you candy? Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this candy poisonous? - Wow, it's so bad, I don't even have appetite."

"Do you still remember the appearance of the orphanage? I'm afraid they will be chased away by everyone crying when I go back?"

……

Otoha raised his hand wearily, his sleeves fluttered like a crane spreading its wings to block his sight, and then there was the sound of weapons clashing.

"Are you scared?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had the ultimate combination of black, white and red, retracted his weapon and asked with a smile.

This is not a joke, as long as Otoyu is a little slack, the sword will cut off Otoyu's head without any hesitation—even if the result is that the black energy on Otoyu's body will be transferred, and the black crane will be swallowed.

The malicious speculation in the mind had another small climax, making people dizzy from the noise.

Otoha closed his eyes.

He began to recall bits and pieces of the orphanage, carefully pasting back the memory gaps torn by the black air, and thinking of some happy things to make himself less pessimistic.

But after all, something is different.

The author has something to say: Hey, the composition I wrote before was taken out by jj! (Super gas -)

So long——————————————(bu)

I don’t have much to say anymore (JJ swallowed me and I forgot what I wrote before), if there are any settings that I don’t understand, see you in the comment area!

(still angry)

Ah, by the way, what I said earlier, "it's impossible to abuse the main character" is false

I didn't expect Otoha to be so miserable when the plot developed.

(:3_ヽ)_

Cough, don’t look at those locked ones, because I swiped my hand twice, and the saved manuscript became published

Twice ah orz

Well, this article says that it will be refreshed on time at seven o'clock every morning, and the two locked articles will also be unlocked at that time

I was thinking of saving a little more and then focusing on my homework, so that I would be safe if I didn’t update the text, right?