[Comprehensive] Tsunayoshi in the Dark Benmaru

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"My lord! They are going to take Yiqini away! My lord! My lord... My lord, look... Yiqini is about to be taken away by them, about to be taken away by them... ..."

If there really is a god in this world, why wouldn't they be willing to descend some miracles to the believers who worship him?Mori Fujishiro watched as the ice crystal that sealed his brother was put on a rope by the Dark Fallen Supervising Team members, and moved it to the ground - because the weight of the ice and Fallen Demon Fusangshen was not light.There are long drag marks on the ground, engraved on Mori Toshiro's heart.

Suppressing the collapse, Mori Toshiro turned his face away, he had no way to stop it, nothing he could do.The Asakusa-haired Awataguchi family dagger poured all his hopes on the young god-inspector in front of him. He continued to call out the consciousness of the young god-inspector in a loud voice, suppressing all his emotions...but everything went nowhere, without even blinking. response.Biting his lips tightly, Mori Toshiro instantly felt the pain of a broken knife.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.He didn't dare to cry loudly, the fingers holding the shoulder of the young god judge just became more and more weak, and finally the whole blade slipped on the young god judge.Embracing the shoulders of the brown-haired boy who was no stronger than him, wrapped around his neck, tears fell on his shoulders and back.Mori Toshiro murmured softly, crying softly——

"My lord... my lord... the first phase of Nita..."

How can the Lord Master wake up?Pray to the gods with all his strength, but in the end he still has to work hard to bear everything the gods have imposed on him.The gods... Toujian Fusangshen is one of the 800 million "gods" on Gaotianyuan. Although they are the last, they have "godheads", so why can't they control their own destiny?

The tears of Asakusa-haired Awataguchi's family knives soaked his lovely and delicate face, and his light purple pupils shone coldly due to the filling of teardrops.The world that once made him feel beautiful and happy for a short time is like floating on water in front of him; just as the gods once saw that people have committed great crimes on the earth, they announced that they would use floods to destroy all living creatures of flesh and blood in the world. Immortal.The tears that slid down the cheeks seemed to be pouring out from a dark well before.Awataguchi's innocent nature is full of sharp pain in his heart, which cannot be alleviated even by tears.

The soft heart that was watered and grown by the young god judge was so painful that it was about to shatter.

Why did this happen, did he do something wrong?If the gods don't help him, if the lord doesn't respond to his voice... then he has to seek other help, or sacrifice himself to the devil - as long as he is willing to help!The world is boundless, when he had such a thought of dying, Asakusa Hair Color Dagger's heart was pounding, there was no fear or hesitation, and no guilt of betraying himself.

It was the gods who "turned their backs" on him first.

Mori Toshiro thought so, blinking away the remaining moisture in the light purple pupils.It was they who first pierced his hands and feet with sharp nails, pierced his gentle soul, and told him that the world is cruel; it was also in this way that they pointed out the path he was going to take—slowly straightened up Mouri Toshiro gently put down his fingers holding the shoulder of the young judge, and withdrew from his arms.The bloody lips were bitten, and the clenched fists were stretched out, and they were placed on the handle of the grass green knife of the same color beside him.

Even if the knife is broken, fold it here.

He also couldn't tolerate important people being taken away, let alone pushing his lord into a world of despair.Hatred feeds on gentleness, crazily eating away at his sanity, Mori Toshiro raised his face, his eyes fell into the sea of ​​indifference, and his cruelty replaced all his love and longing for this world...

However, miracles do happen.

Just when Mori Fujishiro was so desperate, his heart was as solid as ashes, and he no longer had any desire for miracles.The owner of the thin and cold embrace that he withdrew from suddenly raised his arms and gently embraced him.The man who hugged him called him in a low voice but full of worry——

"gross profit."

There was a wonderfully sweet trembling in his heart, Mori Toshiro thought that as long as he didn't yearn for fire, the cold wouldn't freeze him; as long as he didn't yearn for tenderness, he wouldn't feel the bite of hurt.He thought that he could no longer believe in miracles, so he locked his darkened heart, and wanted to use an eye for an eye, and blood for blood.But when the god he was praying for really sent a miracle and cared for him with tenderness, he firmly believed in his faith again.

Grasping the hands of his own god with all his strength, Mori Toshiro leaned on the warm chest of the not-so-strong and tall young God-inspector, and heard the steady beating of the human heart.He listened, feeling the resentment that had flooded his heart unwind like ripples in water.Those thoughts that made him uneasy were smoothed away at this moment, his heart became more peaceful and softer, a slight sadness and blank thoughts replaced the previous struggle and despair.Tears can't help but flow out of the eyes——

Those who forced themselves to endure, told themselves not to be afraid, the restraint collapsed, and Mori Toshiro burst into tears and grievances, just like the other children who suffered pain in the young interrogator's family that he didn't know.

"They, they are going to take Yiqini away, my lord..."

Weeping uncontrollably, even if they are made of fine steel and hard iron that have passed through thousands of years of time, it is the first time for them to exist in this world in human form.Will be at a loss, will be afraid... just like human beings, they will learn all emotions over time and form self-awareness.However, Asakusa, who was ignorant of the mind of a child, let out all his uneasiness. He acted like a baby, and now he didn't feel scared, but felt very safe.

"Yes, I saw it...don't cry, Maori."

Gently cupping Asakusa's chin with his hands, he looked into his eyes.With a pair of smart and gentle, bright brown starry eyes, the young man's face is still full of tears, and his pale and embarrassed face with a few scratches from fighting with a dragon-level female man, is mournful. Absolutely gone.

"I won't let them take Mr. Yiqi Yizhen away."

The young minder made such a promise, stretching out his hand to caress the back of Asakusa-haired Awataguchi's dagger as a comfort, his bright brown eyes shimmered, and he spoke in a completely different tone.

There are really few miracles in this world.But if you really have enough faith and strength, then you can create miracles.This may be an omen, the young god judge with great strength is no longer held hostage by panic and hesitation, so there are few things he can't do successfully, and people who can't protect good.

Mouri Toshiro, who calmed down because of his words, was still slightly sipping, handed over to the side, and the young Vongola's future leader was unfamiliar but could feel that he had his own "breath" in the hands of Taidao Fusangshen.Under normal circumstances, the imposing, immature young examiner's eyes were calm, and he didn't panic in front of strangers.

"Mori, he will ask Mr. Xiaolong Jingguang and Mr. Xiaodou Changguang."

His eyes lightly swept over the saber on Fu Sangshen's waist, and his identity and name matched.The voice was clear and clear, with the muffled nasal voice caused by crying for too long, and the words that the young interrogator spoke to them did not pause or hesitate.This made the two Fusangshen of the Bizen Osafune sect resuscitate joy from the moment they were born into the world, thinking that they were not in the anticipation and blessings of the god judges.Both of the two blades accepted the first order of the god judge seriously—perhaps it is more accurate to say "request", but this is the words of the master they want to serve, and they are happy.

"My lord! Maori is very strong! It can protect you!"

Xiaolong Jingguang, who has Zhang Junmei's incomparable appearance, is beautiful and golden, and has long lotus root pink hair, is holding her wrist.Awataguchi's dagger, who was still bowing his head and sobbing, blushed suddenly, and hurriedly raised his voice to rectify his name.He is Sanzaemon's Guardian Blade. Although he maintains an immature appearance, he likes children and talks about them[Note 1]—but he is also quite capable of fighting!Even though he has little actual combat experience against the enemy, under the nourishment of the warm, clear and powerful flame of the lord, even if he did not practice, the Asakusa-haired Awataguchi family dagger is now firmly at the polarization level.

Token Fusangshen, who has been reformed by the government of time, knows that this is abnormal, but he doesn't think there is anything to make a fuss about.After all, his lord is as powerful as a god, and the happy [[-]/[-] European Examination Certificate] didn't think about why he would leapfrog evolution after being repaired by a brown-haired human teenager.

He was agitated due to shame, but Xiaolong Jingguang, who was wearing a travel cloak and cloak, held him down with one hand, and wrapped him under the cloak, separating him from the world of the young god judge.Mori Toshiro writhed restlessly, but it was difficult to break free because of the stuck joints.Covered under a pitch-black cloak, Asakusa's hair-colored dagger blushed with anxiety.He wanted to prove his usefulness to his god-like powerful and gentle master, but he listened to Xiaolong Jingguang, Bizen Osafune's hateful way of the sword.

"Understood, please leave this little guy to us, my lord!"

The Taidao who promised in a long voice and whistled a bit seemed a little frivolous, but his iris-purple eyes were full of seriousness.Next to him is the Bizen Osafune sword sect, who once loved swords for Uesugi Kenshin, Adzuki Nagamitsu nodded silently but solemnly, expressing his position and determination.Neither of the two blades approached uninterestedly at this time. When they were in the scabbard, they had seen the grand, scorching and clear flames that filled the sky like a ray of light.

Even if their mission is to protect their own god judges, kill all existences that are enemies of the god judges, and eradicate the time retrograde army that tries to change history—but, when they are still weak, they will also be strong. The Inquisitors sheltered them until they grew up to be right-hand men who didn't have to worry about the younger Inquisitors.

Standing where they were, the Toukenfusangshin who watched the young protagonist's back had such confidence.Even if they don't know it yet, the position of the "right-hand man" of the young god-inspector they admire has long been favored and bullied.

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◎Unexpectedly, there will be an unexpected incident today that delays the update, and I apologize to everyone.If the rest of the chapter is not updated before midnight today, I will continue to make an apology for everyone tomorrow.Of course, if you catch up, we will update a chapter on a normal day (づ￣3￣)づ

◎[Note 1]: The stalk comes from the game lines of Mori Toshiro.