[Comprehensive] There are thirteen days left until the collapse of the Honmaru

The surrounding fog was still white, but Yasuhara Tokiha spent a lot of effort to manage to pack up his terrible mood and prepare to go on the road.

She picked up the knife lying on the ground, took the rope from before, and carefully placed the bell that Yaoyan had given to her close to her body before continuing to set off.

But since Yao Yan left, the God Judge suddenly felt that there was something different about the knife in his hand.

But now she couldn't protect herself, and she didn't care about it so much, so she could only sigh, choose a direction, and took two steps forward.

"Karakala—"

The lifeless knife suddenly trembled, making abnormal noises of non-stop collisions in the scabbard.

Yasuhara Tokiha was so frightened that he immediately let go!

This, is this a ghost!

"Yao... Yaoyan? Is that you?"

The god judge dared to ask, while desperately comforting himself, Yao Yan didn't hurt her when he was alive, how could he take revenge on himself after being weathered?

The knife lying on the ground returned to its deathly silence, as if the weird crashing sound in the scabbard just now was not from it.

Maybe it was the fear that overwhelmed the original sadness, Yasuhara Tokiha was stunned for a few seconds, and still picked up the knife in fear—very good, there was no sound this time.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief and changed the direction. After taking a step, the knife rang again.

"Karakala—"

"Help! There's a ghost!"

After scaring himself for a while, Yasuhara Tokiha finally found that as long as he walked in a certain direction, the knife would behave obediently and would not make that terrifying reminder sound.

"Well, Mr. Dao...Although I don't know your name, Qingguang and Yaken didn't have time to tell me. And...it was really my fault for using you as a crutch just now, but I don't want to do that either... ...So, behave yourself..."

The appraiser said tremblingly, and walked forward with difficulty. From her point of view, the scenery in the four directions of east, west, south, west, and north is almost exactly the same.

White mist, fir trees.

That's it, nothing else.There was no one, no sound, and no previous shadows came to attack.

Under the guidance of the suddenly awakened knife, she walked slowly for nearly seven or eight minutes, and the fog in front of her eyes suddenly dissipated, revealing the building behind her.

An Yuan was stunned.

what did she seeA small Honmaru?

At this time, the sky turned into a clear blue sky that had not been seen for a long time, and the golden sun shone down, making the Honmaru located in the cedar forest look brand new, as if it had not been affected by the catastrophe at all—you know, even if it was The Honmaru in her own house, when she saw it for the first time, was also in tatters, looking like a mess of rectification of a dilapidated building!

So how can this Honmaru, who is in the thick of fog, still maintain the perfect appearance before the game closed? !

"Squeak-"

Unexpectedly, the door of this seemingly empty Honmaru suddenly opened, and a brown-haired man in a dark purple priest's robe poked his head out from inside. His clothes were slender and neat, and he was full of temperament. A sense of religious asceticism.

After seeing the tired and injured An Yuan, the man immediately smiled.

"Hey, are you a lost traveler? Would you like to come in and take a rest?"

Yasuhara Tokiha's pupils shrank slightly, and she knew who this handsome and serious young Fu Sangshen was.

Press and cut the long valley.

——It’s someone else’s.

The whole thing is too weird-the fog that covers the forest forever, the strangely sounding sword, the brand-new Honmaru bathed in the sun, the smiling and enthusiastic Hasebe...

She took a deep breath, clenched the silent knife in her hand, and showed a polite smile on her face: "Then I will excuse you, Mr. Hasebe."

Since it was the knife in his hand that led her here, something must happen.

Although Hasebe looks like a domineering president, he always maintains a gentle and humble smile on his face, coupled with his loyal dog-like character, he has always been regarded by many players as a secretary or a housekeeper reliable role.

He opened the door of Honmaru and invited Yasuhara Tokiha to come in as a guest.

In other words, this guy doesn't doubt the identity of the lost person who suddenly appeared in the forest?

With this thought in mind, the judge was stunned for a moment the moment he stepped into the pill.

"What's the matter, guest?" Hasebe asked carefully.

— This place is... very wrong.

Yasuhara Tokiha quickly came back to his senses, suppressed the astonishment in his heart, smiled at him and shook his head, "It's okay, it's just that I can have such a good resting place, I am a little lost in joy."

"Haha, you're too polite." Fu Sangshen closed the door with a smile, "Maybe it's because Honmaru is in the forest. We are ordered to treat passing travelers warmly. So, Your Excellency, you are not the first one to come to the door." A visitor."

"Your lord? Is this the god judge of this pill?" An Yuan asked with interest, "She is really a hospitable person."

"The Lord is indeed such a character."

Hasebe smiled and bowed, "Also, please use 'he' to address the Lord, the Lord is a man."

"Ah, I'm sorry... I didn't know in advance." The girl was a little stunned. She guessed a lot, but she didn't expect that a male god judge would be in charge.

"It's all right," Fu Sangshen said with a smile while leading her into the courtyard, "Whether it's a man or a woman, as long as he can lead everyone to go down well, he is a good master, isn't he?"

"Yes." Yasuhara Tokiha replied with a smile, "By the way, can you let me meet your lord? I want to express my thanks to him personally."

Hasebe, who was leading the way in front, laughed heartily again when he heard the words. Ever since he met Yasuhara Tokiha, he seemed to have been laughing all the time.

"The Lord is out on business, I'm afraid you won't see him today, but he should be back tomorrow."

"Oh...that's really a pity, I'm going to leave after a short rest."

Yasuhara smacked his lips pretending to be regretful.

"Or," Yaki Hasebe stopped hesitantly, turned around and gave her a suggestion, "I see that your excellency seems to have suffered some injuries, and you must be tired from walking along the way. Why don't you take a rest in this pill for a night, tomorrow go again?"

Yasuhara Tokiha, who originally wanted to stay and explore the secret of this Honmaru, thought about it for a while, and finally "reluctantly agreed".

"...Speaking of which, it has been a long time since there have been any new guests in Honmaru. The last time I was a guest was a lost swordsman."

Yaki Hasebe said casually, at this time he had brought her to the backyard, but Yasuhara saw a group of fusangshen sitting in the corridor playing chess and drinking tea, looking very leisurely.

"Hey, is there another guest here!"

"That's really great, my lord should be very happy."

"Hasebe, isn't the afternoon tea ready yet? Can you rush to the kitchen?"

"Can you bring us two more cards? Playing chess is so boring."

Hasebe, who was surrounded by the crowd, was a little unhappy, "Didn't you see that I am entertaining guests? Let's talk about refreshments and cards later."

Afterwards, he turned his head and explained to An Yuan who was looking at the scene thoughtfully, "These guys... are all because the Lord spoils them so much that everyone is usually lazy, which makes you laugh."

Yasuhara Tokiha narrowed his eyes, "That said, Mr. Hasebe still likes the atmosphere here."

Otherwise, I wouldn't have worked hard to do these chores of running errands and entertaining guests.

"That's natural. What's more, this is my destiny, and of course I will do my best to complete it."

The thin Hasebe smiled and waved his hands, answering impeccably.

Next, after a short walk, he brought An Yuan to the door of a relatively quiet room, and opened the door, revealing the simple and clean furnishings inside.

After Fu Sangshen explained some precautions for the accommodation, An Yuan used the excuse of feeling unwell to express that he wanted to take a rest.

"...I'm afraid I won't be able to have dinner with you tonight. Thank you for your kind invitation, Mr. Hasebe."

"It's okay, since you are not feeling well, you should take a good rest."

Hasebe agreed very politely. His considerate nature meant that he would not force the guests to do things they didn't like.

"As for dinner, I will bring it specially for you. If there is nothing else, I won't bother you."

As soon as the people left, Yasuhara Tokiha closed the door carefully, turned around and threw himself next to his own knife, poking it wildly with his fingers.

"Hey, what did you bring me here for?"

It's a pity that this knife is silent, and it doesn't make the sound of "krakkala" anymore.

Anyuan became more and more confused. From the moment she came in, she felt that the time of this pill seemed to be still before the catastrophe, that is, before the game server was closed.

Whether it is the integrity of the house or the breath of the swords, they are all very positive-this is not normal.

Even passing through the courtyard just now, even with a quick glance, Yasuhara Tokiha didn't notice that among the few Token Fusangshen, any of them had fallen in secret.

You know, even the apparently intact Yingwan (his wounds are covered under his clothes) has a rotten aura on his body, and the others, whether it is Candlestick Cutting, Clearing Light, or Medicine Research, even if they try their best to perform again normal.If you perceive them carefully, you will find that the aura on their bodies has a dark taste.

But the swords in this pill don't have that kind of aura, not even Hasebe, who stayed with her for almost 5 minutes.

So... here, could it be a "Peach Blossom Spring" that is not affected by the catastrophe outside?

The so-called "Peach Blossom Spring" was written by Tao Yuanming, a literati in the Jin Dynasty, and described an isolated, simple and beautiful independent small world.

Therefore, in the minds of Easterners, this illusory paradise is somewhat similar to the Western "paradise" or "Elysium".

But as a human player, Yasuhara Tokiha knows some of the essential secrets of this world—for example, the "catastrophe" in the mouth of the sword men is actually "closing the server".

Since the goal is to close or even destroy the entire game world, how did this Honmaru... escape this catastrophe?

She couldn't figure it out.

After thinking for a while, An Yuan felt dizzy again, knowing that it was caused by his injury today, and this time he really had to rest.

So she knocked on the knife again, who was pretending to be stupid all the time, "Hey, are you awake? I don't care what you want to do by bringing me here...but at least protect me when I sleep ? If something abnormal happens, be sure to wake me up!"

Daoan lay quietly, but maybe it was an illusion, the judge felt that he had been subjected to some kind of silent contempt.

—Will he be an alarm clock?

Just like that, in a daze, not daring to sleep too much.Yasuhara Tokiha didn't know how long he had slept, when suddenly he heard the phone vibrate, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to turn off the alarm.

"Snapped!"

The knife with its scabbard suddenly hit her on the face, the pain caused the judge to open his eyes immediately - she just remembered that she didn't bring her mobile phone into this world.

"Fuck! It hurts me to death! You didn't ask you to wake me up like this!"

"Karakara!"

This time, the knife shook more violently than before, as if calling her very eagerly.

Knowing that something happened, An Yuan immediately pushed back the quilt and sat up, grabbed the knife, and carefully observed the surroundings.

"Boom--!"

The thunder and lightning outside suddenly streaked across the night sky, illuminating the room brightly. Only then did Yasuhara Tokiha see a small figure appearing in the corridor, and he was shocked.

"Who's out there!" she yelled.

"Oh!"

The paper door was pulled open from the outside, and An Yuan, who was holding a knife, was stunned, because the person who came was a little boy with short pink hair.

"Akita Toshiro?!" Yasuhara Tokiha pronounced his name in disbelief.

This weak short knife from the Awataguchi sect is also one of Yiqi Yizhen's younger brothers.

And he has always been a cute mascot, if he said he was going to assassinate himself, it would be a joke.

"Yes, guest!" Akita didn't realize how nervous the person in front of him was, he just yelled at her with his face covered in water, "Something happened! Mr. Hasebe wants me to inform you, get out of here!"

... an accident?