[Comprehensive] The judge of the gods teaches you to make a blade

Naginata, who was quietly waiting in the forging room, waited from early morning to evening, and finally waited for the judge who awakened him:

"Gahahahaha! I am Yanrong! I hunted 999 knives with Musashibo Benkei! It is impossible for ordinary humans to swing me! Master, can you let me enjoy the fun of fighting?"

After reading the lines that had been prepared all day, the cherry blossoms were scattered. When the rock melted into a human form and opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked straight ahead and wanted to say hello to his master this time, but he was in vain.

Huh?Where is the master?

He scratched his head, before he could ask, he felt a girl's voice from below:

"I am Moya the God Judge."

Oh, is he so much shorter than him?Well, the little one is so cute!

Afterwards, Yan Rong was very glad that he was so silly and sweet that he didn't say what he thought in his heart.

The god judge raised his head, the glasses on his nose, the thick lenses in Yanrong's perspective would not prevent him from seeing the god judge's eyes, those clear and tolerant eyes, that Zhang's young face instantly calmed Yan Rong's tense form——

It seems that he is a kind-hearted judge!Sure enough, my luck is very good hahahaha!

"Welcome to Honmaru, and hope to have a pleasant cooperation." The judge moved, and then stopped at last, with a serious expression, although under Yanrong's perspective, he turned into a daze with a tense face trying to look serious cute.

She moved the door of the forging room, and the hustle and bustle of the outside world immediately entered Yan Rong's ears. The children's laughter and screams, and the rustling voices of adults, everything seemed to come from another dreamlike world , The feeling of happiness and satisfaction made Yan Rong couldn't help but walk out of the door of the forging room.

Inside the door was the last dry sentence of the God Judge:

"Honmaru is holding a joint banquet with youkai...Imaken is also here."

Outside the door, Imaken, who was sitting on the shoulder of a monster who didn't know whether it was a hippo or a bear, looked up and saw him who was tall and big. The little tengu "flyed" over the monster and the sword, hit his thigh, and was killed He picked it up and put it on his shoulders:

"Yan Rong! You are finally here!"

Among the surrounding swordsmen, those who knew him, and those who had a good relationship with Jinjian, all turned their heads to look at him:

"Oh, this is Yanrong, this height...is really a shock!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga, as the senior of Honmaru, still looks unreliable.

He waved his hands, smiled maliciously and made people look warm:

"Come on, come on, let's have a banquet together."

So the scene continued to boil.

"There is wine here, come and drink, the tall ones drink and the short ones drink!"

"Hi, where did this big tall... big monster come from?"

Yan Rong laughed and ran up, the little Tengu Imken who was sitting on his shoulder screamed, with a big smile on his lips.

……

Moya quickly walked around the group of monsters who were already drunk and Token Fusangshin, and sat with Reiko and Ueno.

Ueno squinted Xiaojiu's eyes and narrowed his eyes:

"This can be regarded as the most relaxing banquet I have ever attended. There are no messy things, and I can be so happy just eating and drinking..."

Moya nodded, patted Hasebe, who was sitting next to her with a guilty expression on his face, and motioned him to play with the other sword monsters.

Honmaru had no experience of holding a banquet before, whether it was during Moya's management or during the previous fall of Honmaru.

Reiko and her monster friends also didn't hold a banquet with so many humans (or Token Fusangshin who looks like humans)... These monsters have held a lot of receptions in private, but considering the relationship between swords and swords, There are quite a few of them who look at the daggers that are only young, and it is inappropriate to bring the set of the reception over, even if it is a heartless monster.

And what about the swords?

Although they had also seen the lively scene of the former master holding a banquet before they had no incarnation, but that banquet was hundreds of years ago. After visiting the present world, they also knew that the current era is different from the era they knew. There is a big difference, and it will become outdated to use the previous banquet process.

Some swords who have been catching up with the fashion trend made clear objections, so the final preparations for the banquet were only a table of dishes prepared by Candlestick Cut and Gexian, and cleaned and dressed by the swords from beginning to end. Honmaru.

There is no talent show, no special display, and no opening speech by the judge, only eating and drinking.

Even when Moya and Ueno first entered the Honmaru, they were shocked by the miscellaneous decorations of the Honmaru——

It is now the end of the year, and according to the days in different worlds, it is the time when Westerners have just passed Christmas and New Year's Day has not yet arrived.

Swordsmen who do not have much experience in modern life are confused and excited when they enter Wanwu to buy decorations for Honmaru... This is probably the same as the double eleven student party who has some spare money and no life experience sees a mobile phone full It feels the same as the big discount on the screen——

I always feel that these things are on sale, and if I don’t buy them, I will lose money. But if I buy it, I don’t know if it will be useful, but after the merchants persuade me, I think it may be useful.

As a result, Honmaru was dressed "colorfully" by this group of prodigal and half-understood swordsmen.

There are not many gold glitters or dazzling ribbons hanging on the beams of Honmaru’s house. Moya looked at the place where she entered the door with a blank face, and there was a Christmas tree on it, which was covered with bells by daggers. The monster is teaching Jiro Taidao, yes, the sword that Honmaru likes to drink so much how to make wine, and then dig a hole under the tree to bury the wine jar.

It was Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki who carried the Christmas tree back. He rubbed the back of his head and said with a bright smile:

"Western civilization... The world needs to keep moving forward! And this tree is very cheap, the store gave us a [-]% discount!"

Yes, move on, Christmas is over, this is obviously the unscrupulous merchant of Wanwu who gave you the Christmas tree pit that was not sold at Christmas, you know?

Moya twitched the corner of his mouth and did not speak, turned his head and turned to the other side - on the other side, the fine Chiba cherry blossoms were covered with Chinese knots, and there were a few lanterns hanging below... The combination of the traditional cultures of the two countries only feels good cherry blossoms Why the tree is inexplicably glowing with red blood, it always makes people think of those bad rumors...

...something like burying the dead under a cherry blossom tree.

One side is green, red and golden, and the other side is red with bloody light, and there are a bunch of unknown creatures floating around... How should I put it, it really deserves to be a place to hold a banquet for monsters.

Moya closed his eyes and hardened his heart, ignoring Honmaru's strange outfit amidst Ueno's sneaky laughter - anyway, these things will be dismantled after three days, and it's just three days of patience.

Although the Honmaru is decorated very strangely, the craftsmanship of Candlestick Kiri and Kasen cannot be denied.

In the past, in order to save more time for the battle, the dishes made by the two knives were simple in workmanship, convenient to eat and portable. There will be a banquet in these three days. Naturally, the more exquisite the dishes, the better. The more detailed the better, the more gorgeous the better. Two knives racked their brains to fill up the square tables, except that there were no mountains of glasses for wine, and the posture was the same as that of the school Moya had attended. Dinner parties here are not much different.

Speaking of wine, except for Jiro Tachi, who bought all his own knives and bought wine, none of the swordsmen in Honmaru thought of buying wine when they went to Wanwu... But it doesn't matter, the monsters bring their own drinks and come with Reiko up.

There were more monsters than Reiko summoned before, but they were all self-initiated, and they got along very well with the swords as soon as they met each other. In order to thank their friends for inviting them to the banquet, they all brought their own monsters that they didn’t know from before. Where did you get the wine:

"Ah... I forgot which year it was buried. I suddenly remembered that there was a banquet today. When I dug it up, it was indeed a good wine. Hohohoho~"

Because monsters are not as short-lived as humans, they have no concept of time. When they take out the wine, they can't tell when the wine was brewed, but these wines are all good wine without exception. A particularly terrifying monster named "Chui Shen" is a favorite.

There is food and wine, and after awakening Yanrong in the forging room, the banquet began under the expectation of everyone/swords/monsters.

There was no opening dance, no music, and no congratulations, but except for Hasebe who kept muttering "I couldn't give the general a perfect banquet" and blamed himself, everyone felt that the banquet was a success.

At least all the people/swords/monsters at the banquet were very happy.

As the owner of Honmaru, Moya dutifully introduced Natsume Reiko and Dr. Ueno to each other, but I don’t know if it was because Moya’s introduction was wrong, or the two were really at odds with each other. Extra... embarrassing.

After nodding to each other, the two chatted lightly for her sake:

"Can Dr. Ueno see youkai?"

"As long as the body has spiritual power, anyone can see monsters."

"Dr. Ueno has spiritual power but doesn't want to be a god judge?"

"Ah, I have more important things to do."

"..."

"..."

The weird atmosphere between the two could even be felt by Moya, who is low-emotional and ignorant. She bit the bullet and sat between the two, finally making the only corner of Honmaru with humans not so chilly.

"I think that doctor has bad intentions. The monsters say he smells bad." Natsume Reiko whispered in Moya's ear relying on her powerful intuition.

"Your friend is not as cute as you said, with a murderous look on his face." Dr. Ueno complained in the other ear.

For the first time, Moya felt helpless, funny and overwhelmed, like being squeezed between the big wife and the young wife (wrong), trying to coordinate the relationship between the two, but not knowing How to coordinate.

Fortunately, although Ueno and Reiko hated each other, they were very kind to her rare friend.

Ueno drank by himself, occasionally teased the sword near here, and gave some advice to Moya's Honmaru governance from time to time, and Reiko was probably the first time to have a human friend. Moya immediately turned into a chattering best friend, and introduced the monsters in Honmaru with Moya.

"That ugly monster is called Zhuo."

She pointed at the youkai who was clearing the empty plates and wine bottles on the table together with Horikawa Kunihiro.

"In the past, every evening, Zhuo would go to the villagers' homes in the village along the shade of the trees to eat their leftovers. In return, he would wash the dishes in the villagers' homes."

Moya looked at the big-headed monster following Horikawa, like a bottle with three holes dug upside down on a beggar, his head was big, two holes were dug for the eyes, empty There is nothing in it, and a bigger square hole has been dug in the mouth, which is very edible at first glance.

Therefore, this monster has no expression.

I thought it was a scary image at first, but after Reiko's explanation, how can I see how cute this expressionless monster is.

She saw Horikawa put away all the empty wine bottles on Jiro Tachi's table, turned around and put them into the iron bucket in the hand of the ghost, and took out the clean towel in his hand to wipe off the splashed wine stains on his body:

"After all the wine bottles here are collected, we will go to Mr. Candlestick Kiri to get some delicious food, and then I will take you to meet Mr. Jian... Do you like strawberry Daifuku or mango Daifuku?"

Zhuo shook his head, which was as big and wooden as a clay bottle, and a muffled voice came out from the empty bottle: "It's all fine."

Moya couldn't help but bend his eyebrows - although no one noticed because of the blocking of the glasses.

Reiko is still introducing her monster friends to Moya, which is probably the same as a couple who just met and desperately want to get closer can't help but tell each other about their life, family, and friends.

Her finger points to Ishikimaru sitting under a tree holding a peach.

"That's Lushen."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing that it was a god, both Moya and Ueno, who had been pretending to be drinking, couldn't help looking over, and then carefully looked at the direction Natsume Reiko was pointing at.

"There's only one Ishikirimaru there..."

"No, look at Ishikimaru's hat, there is a villain wearing a white mask sitting on it."

The two looked closely, and finally saw Lushen on top of Ishikirimaru's head, which was about the size of a palm.

"Lushen is not really a god whose godhood is recorded in Gao Tianyuan's roster." Reiko explained.

"Because of natural disasters, the villagers at the beginning wanted to pray for the gods to save them. With the blessing of a lot of faith, Lushen was born. But now there are fewer and fewer people who believe in gods, and so are the people who believe in Lushen. The Lushen was born because of faith. Of course it's getting smaller and smaller."

Moya, who lives in the world of Pirate Navy, doesn’t quite understand the difference between gods and monsters and the scientific basis for their existence. He can only vaguely believe that Lushen lives by human belief. Now the power of belief is less, so he is small ...Does that mean that once the power of faith disappears, he will disappear with it?

She glanced at Reiko beside her, and at Lushen in the distance, hesitated again and again but still didn't ask.

In the distance, under the ghostly cherry tree, Ishikirimaru sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a gift from Lushen in his hand.

"Oh, I am a magic knife, and you are a god, how wonderful."

"Is this given to you by your followers?" Ishikimaru asked.

Following his example, Lushen who sat cross-legged on top of his head nodded, and a cute voice came from the mask:

"Yes, Hanako's family grows very delicious peaches, very very sweet."

"Ah, Hanako is the name of your believer? It sounds like a very cute girl..."

"Yes, Hanako is very cute, very, very cute."

Ishikirimaru seemed to have thought of something, and took out from his cuff the special whisk for dusting off the altar of the shrine, and said with a smile:

"I didn't bring any gifts in return. I'm really rude. When I go to the world next time, please allow me to eliminate bad luck and cure diseases for Ms. Hanako."

"Hahahaha, that really couldn't be better!"

The laughter of Yi Dao Yi Shen spread far and reached the ears of Mo Ya and the other three.

The laughter infected Reiko, and she introduced the other monsters she had brought to Moya in one breath, such as the three-fighting monster she had forgotten at the station.

That's right, before Yan Rong came, the approximate prototype of the one that replaced Yan Rong as the "driver" of the little Tengu's sword was... a hippopotamus monster.

"Ha~ If it wasn't for you, Moya, I probably forgot that I promised to take Sandou to meet his friend Sanli who had a cold war with him. Fortunately, I remembered that Sandou, the silly monster, has been waiting at the station. So I took Sandou to see Sanli, and in order to make them reconcile, I invited them to play in Honmaru."

"That monster's name is..."

Reiko enthusiastically shared her stories with the monsters. Ueno had always had a bad impression of monsters. Ueno was infected by these warm monster stories, and even looked better at the monsters who came to serve wine. As for Moya, this is even more so. She has already accepted these friends of her friends without racial prejudice.

"But it's a pity that the main pill is too small, otherwise I will introduce you to Moya, a big monster I know, Sanxiao!"

"Sanxiao is the leader of the big monster I met in Yahara..."

After Reiko's introduction, Moya probably knew that this monster named "San Xiao" was a giant monster several times bigger than all the monsters present, with horns of a bull and bells hanging on it, and there would be bells everywhere the sound of...

"what!"

Suddenly, Reiko yelled, and murmured as she rummaged through her pockets.

"San Xiao told me that it was a pity that he couldn't come to the banquet, so he sent his retainers to follow me... I put his retainers in my pocket and forgot to take them out!"

"..."

Moya and Ueno looked at this rough-headed Reiko who could forget even a youkai with black lines on their faces, watched her rummage through her clothes pockets, and checked her hair, and finally found it from nowhere. The vassal of the big monster Sanshio——

A frog no bigger than the palm of your hand.

"Crack."

To be honest, the retainer of such a big monster is such a small frog... Is this scientific?

Forget it, monsters are inherently unscientific.

Moya shook his head and forgot all the complaints just now, and then watched Reiko naturally put the little frog, the retainer of the big monster, next to Moya's pet travel frog, little frog.

The little frog didn't go out when the banquet was held in Honmaru, because there was an experience of forgetting the little frog in three consecutive chapters, and the swordsmen didn't forget the little frog when they were preparing for the banquet.

Candlestick Kiri prepared new food for it. Okuri brought it a knife bell after he went to Wanwu. Yes, it is selling like crazy now. It is said that some Honmaru have a bell for each knife. The bell is engraved with different patterns of swords and swords, which is very popular among swordsmen and god judges.

Moya does not forbid the swordsmen to go shopping, as long as they don’t bring them on the battlefield, so Honmaru’s swords, except those who don’t care about these external things, bought a sword bell.

Generally, Daojian hangs the sword bell at the door of his house as a wind chime, but Okuri gave his sword bell to Xiaowa as an apology gift.

The little frog liked this gift very much, and had been playing with it for an entire afternoon. It was only when Reiko put a new little frog in front of it that it froze for a long time, and then immediately stuffed the knife bell into it. In his travel backpack, he pointed at the little frog fiercely——

"Gah!" Don't try to snatch my bell!

"Quack quack!"

The little frog on the opposite side didn't know how to communicate with the little frog. The originally hostile little frog was subdued in a short while, and even took out his own bowl and spoon, and stuffed some food into it for the little frog to eat. It is called a model of respect for brothers and friends.

The three of Moya, who were planning to read a joke, were dumbfounded.

"...As expected of being the retainer of the great monster!" The three nodded in unison.

The banquet came to an end quite late in the day, and Ueno left Honmaru reeking of alcohol, while Moya kept Reiko to live with him.

The monsters followed the familiar swordsmen to their houses one after another. Of course, the few monsters who didn't drink enough were still fighting wine in the ghostly courtyard...

…Then early the next morning, Jiro Tachi, who woke up in the courtyard, was seriously injured by Tsurumaru Kuninaga and his monster friends who were waiting for the rabbit——

As the elder brother, Taro Taidao held the sword and chased the culprit several times around Honmaru under the booing of all the swords/monsters.

Although the mobility value is not enough, everyone can't stand it and they all help Taro Tachi. In the end, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was also slightly injured and soaked in the repair pool with Jiro Tachi.

Although the scope of activities in these three days was limited to Honmaru, there were the existence of Reiko and the monsters, the swordsmen's curiosity about another world, the banquet in the evening every day, and various stories at night. The three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Reiko, who was promoted to the senior grade, also ushered in the school season. Before graduation, she couldn't go in and out of Honmaru so frequently, so she left reluctantly with her monster friends.

The swords watched their little friends leave with teary eyes, waving white handkerchiefs and crying, the figures of the monsters have not completely disappeared yet, they seem to start to miss their friends.

Until all the monsters left, and the swords returned to the courtyard from the gate, the sorrow of parting still did not dissipate until——

"Oh!"

The swords looked at the stack of test papers thrown out of nowhere by their own judges with wooden faces.

"I promised to wait until the end of the three-day holiday. I will take the exam at the beginning of the month. I will wash my face to calm down and come back to take the exam in 10 minutes!"

As soon as Moya clapped his hands, the swordsmen, who were scumbags, suddenly remembered the "death notice" from the God-inspector not long ago.

"God, I forgot about the exam!"

"An Ding An Ding, do you still remember the great events Okita-kun did that will affect future generations! This is an important test point, I have to take the test every time, I forgot!"

"...Well, little frog..." Da Juli couldn't hold back for a moment, and looked at the little frog who was playing with his sword bell.

The little frog croaked, stuffed the sword and bell into the bag with lightning speed, picked up the backpack, and ran out of the pill——

Fortunately, it didn't pull down the guy who was eating this time.

A group of swords and swords dispersed in a hurry, and there was no sorrow for parting, what was that?food?With this little time, it is better to memorize two more test sites!

So in the courtyard that was full of knives, there was only one knife left in Yan Rong, who was still standing there in a daze, not knowing the situation, and then he was discovered by a passing God judge, and he gave him two more booklets— —

"Exercise Collection of Basic Knowledge of Swords ([-])", "Exercise Collection of Basic Knowledge of Swords ([-])".

"You don't take the exam this time, but you must take the exam at the end of the month. Take advantage of this time to do your best."

After finishing speaking, he patted Yan Rong on the shoulder... the arm below, and left with a dark face.

Only Yan Rong was left in a mess in the wind.

who am I?

Where am i?

What am I going to do?