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

In this messy room that looked like it had been hit by a storm, only Hotaru and the judge remained.

"Is Candlestick Kiri gone?" Yasuhara Tokiha, who wiped away his tears, asked in a low voice.

"...Yeah." Hotaru stood up holding the knife, a little shaky, "It's fine to leave, I'm a little envious of him."

"Boom!"

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, and Fu Sangshen, who was so shaken that he finally stood up, fell to the ground again.

"Is there an earthquake?" Yasuhara muttered to himself, and when he turned his head, he saw Hotaru rushing to the street, and was shocked, "Hoarumaru?!"

Although these little villains teamed up to act for herself, she never thought that she would solve two knives in one day!

Ignoring the swaying Honmaru, she hugged Candlestick Kiri Tadamitsu's main body sword that had completely fallen into a deep sleep, and hurriedly crawled over, only to find that Hotaru was already unconscious.

It is conceivable how broken the heart of the god judge is.

——It’s a long life!

Finally, before the ceiling collapsed, An Yuan dragged the little man Fu Sangshen into the courtyard, but the weird and violent earthquake stopped again.

"Yakuken? Yaken, are you there!"

Hotaru is going to die!

Yasuhara Tokiha, who was sitting on the ground in the courtyard, was out of breath, and no one answered after shouting for a long time, feeling so tired that his kidneys were hollowed out for a while.

Even though Hotaru looks like a child, but his weight is a real big sword, plus his body and candlestick cut... the examiner said that he was tired.

California Qingguang, who had been acting as a salted fish in the corridor, went somewhere at this time, probably being helped away by Yaoyan.

"Why don't you come..."

While waiting for the short sword Fusangshen, who is good at healing, Yasuhara suddenly noticed that the tightly fastened zipper lock on Hotaru's black military uniform jacket fell off at some point.

Probably in the fight, accidentally scratched it.

With the idea of ​​building a good relationship with the swordsmen, the god judge picked up the small sliding lock and leaned over to see if he could help him install it back.

However, when her fingers inadvertently touched the opponent's abdomen, she was surprised to see her fingers sinking deeply into the fabric of the clothes.

...like, there's nothing inside.

"What do you want to do to me?"

Hotaru opened his eyes, and his purpose happened to be the delicate situation of the God Judge squatting in front of him with an embarrassed expression on his face, holding a sliding lock in his hand.

The incompetent judge immediately apologized.

"Yes, sorry!"

I just want to help you put the chain back on!

The young white-haired Fu Sangshen showed a helpless expression.

"You found out?"

Yasuhara Tokiha rolled his eyeballs, "If you say you found out...you wouldn't kill me to silence you, would you?"

In fact, she didn't discover what the secret was.

However, Yingwan, who was originally as stable as a mountain, was unexpectedly hit this time.

"That's not true." He smiled, but there was an unspeakable weirdness in his smile, "If you want to see it, I can show it to you."

Then, without waiting for An Yuan to refuse, he began to take off his clothes on his own!Even the original white shirt was soaked in the color of blood!

But... what's the situation!The driving scene after the earthquake!She is not the kind of pervert who would attack children!

Yasuhara Tokiha, who boasted that Mount Tai collapsed on his face without changing his face, was completely shocked.

However, as the black coat slid open to the sides, and the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one by the owner, Yasuhara Tokiha suddenly breathed harder.

Hotaru narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, and let her look at his body frankly.

The moment he saw Hotaru's body clearly, the smile suddenly disappeared from the face of the judge.Instead, there was a glint of green light reflected in her originally dark eyes.

Hotaru... Hotaru him!

Under his clothes, not only the skin, but even his internal organs, and even his original ribs and spine...all disappeared!

——There were only countless flying and surrounding fireflies, which formed his new "skeleton".

The fireflies under the night... seem to have a kind of illusory beauty.

Yasuhara Tokiha swallowed, and with difficulty moved his gaze to the position where his heart should be.

...there was nothing there.

But for some reason, she just felt that the occasional lonely voice coming out of this broken body was like a strong wind blowing sadly in the wilderness.

Fu Sangshen was born from a sword and was endowed with the form of a human body. Naturally, they also possessed all the basic structures of the human body.

Therefore, when Yasuhara Tokiha saw that under the clothes, only these firefly skeletons emitting green light remained, he was so shocked.

"Are you scared?"

Hotaru unhurriedly put down the skirt of his shirt, lowered his head, and buttoned it up again.

His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing the little creatures who helped him.

"I'm a monster that can barely move because I'm supported by fireflies... It's normal for you to feel scared."

Because he is afraid of crushing these little guys, he will never carry heavy things on his back—including the big sword as the main body.

Fu Sangshen was talking to himself, but before he finished speaking, his original movement of bowing his head to tie his clothes suddenly stopped.

Because Yasuhara Shiyu hugged him carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

She hugged the little man's Yingwan silently, and buried her face in his neck.

"Sorry……"

Regarding this sentence, I don't know how many times the god judge said it tonight.

Yingwan was stunned for a while, but in the end he didn't push her away, but he didn't hug her cooperatively either. He just sat there, silently feeling the warmth of the examiner's body.

"My lord, even if you apologize, I won't comfort you." After a while, he emphasized inexplicably, "I'm not the kind of guy who can cry every now and then."

"It's okay." Yasuhara Tokiha said sullenly, "I just want to hug you."

The judge didn't see it, but the boy in his arms had a helpless and gentle expression on his face.

"...You can do whatever you want."

"By the way, General, did you call me just now?"

Yaken Toshiro came out rubbing his aching temples. He just discovered an amazing thing and planned to report it to Yasuhara.

As a result, as soon as he stepped in, he saw the two people embracing each other with disheveled clothes and weird expressions. The thin Fu Sangshen suddenly showed a shocked expression with a broken soul.

"You you you you...you! What are you doing!!"

He shouted angrily, although he didn't know why he was angry inside, but he still felt... so damn angry!

This is too fast!Hotaru, you scheming bitch!Can't see it? !

A few hours ago, everyone was still discussing how to test the God Judge!You ended up being hugged? ! !

Hotaru found that Yasuhara Tokiha was obviously taken aback - because her body trembled, and she immediately let go of herself.

...It feels like the God Judge comes with a special effect of [300 taels of silver here].

"Wait, wait a minute! Yaoyan, things are not what you think!"

The lines of this kind of bad scene are still very standard.

Yao Yan, who had a bad temper, was about to go berserk: "You dare to quibble! I'm going to tell Qing Guang!"

Yasuhara is in a bad mood, if California Qingguang finds out about this, he is not sure how he will go crazy!At that time, it will really become a Shura field! !

Hotaru, who was one of the parties involved, found it very interesting.So he smiled slightly, and then fainted decisively.

Before he fainted, he heard Yaoken's almost angry accusation: "General, did you make Hotaru faint from excitement...you two lunatics!"

"What! They say it's not like that!" the judge explained dumbfoundingly.

……so good.

Candlestick cut, you see.

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"So, the mountain under our feet suddenly raised its altitude?"

In this seldom clean and dust-free room, Yao Ken, who managed to calm down, told the interrogator about the consequences of the strange earthquake just now.

"Yes." The young Fu Sangshen nodded, "It's at least 50 meters higher by visual inspection."

Yasuhara Shiyu was thoughtful, and she couldn't help but think of the dream she had a few hours ago.

——In the dream, there was a game gate floating in the clouds, and there was also a deep and hoarse voice reminding her that time was running out.

【Comfort them... use their strength to lift up the pill...】

The height of the Honmaru rises with altitude, so is this what is called "lifting"?

The reason is that Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was "pacified", or that she got the other party's power?

... I can't figure it out.

But Yaken Toshiro didn't know the very distressed thoughts of the person in front of him, he only solemnly handed the California Qingguang knife to her after explaining everything.

"One last thing... Please help them get in, General."

Although he was exhausted both physically and mentally, Yasuhara Tokiha returned to his senses in time, and took the knife with a gentle expression, "No problem, leave it to me."

The so-called "hand entry" can be understood as a "treatment" for the swords.Here, the god judge uses spiritual power and maintenance items to repair the wounds on the knife, so as to achieve the effect of healing for the gods.

Of course, if you want to forcefully understand it as "big health care", then we have nothing to say.

An Yuan thinks that she is not some kind of eminent monk and saint who is ascetic and ascetic, and she usually likes beautiful women.But when this kind of physical and mental exhaustion is exhausted, it is obvious that there is no mood to do other things-if there is such a leisurely mind to open a harem, then this article can probably be renamed "The Adventures of Long Aotian".

Therefore, she just wants to simply sleep now.

"Then, if you have nothing to do, I will take my leave first."

Yaken Toshiro said respectfully and politely, completely unable to see that he was still yelling by the collar during the day.

Yasuhara Tokiha looked at his slightly alienated etiquette, as if everything was going according to the predetermined standard, but she felt that he was more alive when he was angry during the day... Immediately she couldn't help asking: "Wait a minute , you... don't you need me to help you get in?"

After all, she just watched Yao Yan rushing over and had a hard fight with that guy for a long time.

In the end, Yingwan lay down moaning and chirping, and Qingguang looked like a salted fish... Yaken, are you okay?

"I'm not hurt."

When Yao Yan said these words, he kept his head bowed in a respectful manner, making it difficult for people to see his true expression, "I don't want to trouble you."

... So you really don't need it, or don't you dare to?

The inquisitor swallowed the words again, and a wide and comforting smile appeared on her face: "Ah, then there is nothing else to do. You should also rest early."

"Yes, General."

Yaken Toshiro walked out of his hand and entered the room, first took a few steps calmly, and after walking five or six steps away, he suddenly accelerated his speed.

He didn't take off his black gloves until he turned a corner, making sure that the inquisitor behind the door in the room couldn't hear the noise outside. This action caused some strange fine sand to shake out from the gloves.

And he didn't care about those things, he just looked at his palm quietly under the moonlight.

——The palm was bloody and bloody.

However, the skin of the five fingers, like fine white sand, slowly slipped down from between the fingers, revealing the terrifying reality underneath.

"Has the medicine expired?" He looked down at his right hand, which was rapidly weathering, with a gloomy expression, "I'm afraid time is running out."

But at least, he has fulfilled the final request from Brother Yiqi.

Ha, I can't ask for more...

Thinking of this, Yao Yan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

His injury has long been beyond the ability of mere hands to heal.

Presumably, Brother Yi also saw through this at the beginning, so he rejected his request to accompany him.

【One of the members of the Awataguchi family must stay and live to meet the lord.Do you understand, Yaoyan? 】

Ah... yes, I understand.

Just want me to live.

The first-phase brother who can make such an agreement... is really cruel.

Yaken Toshiro turned his head to look in the direction of the hand entering the room, his naturally delicate eyes were full of indescribable sadness at this moment.

The examiner who stayed in the hand room was naturally not aware of the movement outside. At this moment, she was yawning while tentatively handing in.

Currently, I have two knives on hand.So naturally, the first toss object was chosen as Qingguang, California.

After all, Hotaru’s big sword looks really fragile—the body of the sword that should be flowing with metal light is scattered with fine firefly green lines, like blood vessels, or hidden in stones. Raw jade.

This knife has a fantastic crumbly aesthetic.

But California Qingguang just didn't get a good night's sleep.

He was tossed for most of the night by a novice inquisitor—the first time he really came to help people, and he made up some weird little theaters in a mess, which made him excited and uncomfortable, rolling around to go.

As a result, early the next morning, California Qingguang got up, secretly ran into the room to check the situation.

Carefully opened a crack in the door, only to find that the interrogator was lying on the floor of the entry room, and fell asleep just like that, with a somewhat familiar black military jacket on his body.

Oops!The room that forgot the lord was destroyed last night!No wonder the lord can only sleep on the floor here! !

hateful!He is dereliction of duty again!

However, after seeing clearly whose coat it was, Kai Qingguang's face instantly became gloomy, and he looked at Hotaru who had been sitting indoors at some time, his eyes were almost murderous.

The problem is that the white-haired Fu Sangshen smiled unmoved, and raised his eyebrows at Qingguang, a childlike smugness that had not been seen for a long time in his eyes.

And the cheerful breath that overflowed from his whole body seemed to say: "You are late."

California Clear Light:  …

He really wanted to chop this big knife into pieces.