[Comprehensive] Blades all love Kikyo

In 2205 in the Western calendar, we have already entered the high-tech era, and even the lighting technology has improved a lot. Compared with the bulb lighting used in previous centuries, most people prefer to build buildings with materials that directly emit light at night.

Even at night, the road is bright everywhere, and it will not affect night driving at all.

It’s just that the taste and aesthetics of this Honmaru’s judges are still in the early days. They don’t even use light bulbs, but candlelight lanterns.

The pale candlelight swayed on Hasebe's face, making his nose straight and his thin lips slightly pursed, revealing a kind of determination.

As the narrator of the story, Hasebe restrained his emotions very well: "It's just that the change of dark fall is not something that can be seen directly with the naked eye. One issue and one shock were reprimanded by the judge After that, he restrained himself and never contradicted his master in public. But in private, he still didn't let other swords get close to the god judge. Even his younger brothers, the dozen or so Toshiro, did not go against him under his control. I can get close to Lord God Judge as I wish."

"But a sword cannot be without a master. The moment it takes human form, the body is infused with the spiritual power from the god judge. This kind of fetter is complicated. As a sword, you want to be used by others. As a subordinate, you are full of respect for your creator. The feeling of reverence and wanting to be close... And this feeling, even my own brother, can't replace it."

Probably the night is bewitching. Hasebe felt that the face and expression of the priestess with pure spiritual power in front of him possessed a power to seduce people. Being stared at by those pure black eyes, he couldn't help thinking Speak out all the things in your heart, without reservation.

The transparent tea leaves are steamed into pieces of mist by the hot tea water, and the snow-white jade hands that seem to be condensed by frost and snow are stroked lightly on it, and the messy and mottled traces seem to be out of order, as if they were drawn casually. Draw the graphics.

Kikyo half-raised the cup, Hasebe understood, and immediately took a sip from her own teacup to show her respect, and then she took a sip from the cup leisurely.

Her face was blurred by the half-steaming mist: "This night is still very long, come to think of it, the story you want to tell is also very long, why don't you take a sip of hot tea first, and then tell me everything you know, Is this okay with you, Hasebe?"

When her name was called out like this, the woman's soft ending sound seemed to be fitted with a small hook, and Hasebe's heart trembled when the hook was hooked, and he nodded in despair.

The wind gently pushed open the low window beside the two of them, the dark red petals constantly falling from the window, the candlelight dancing on the window sill, and the seemingly absent meowing of a kitten came from nowhere... gradually The blurred interrogator, together with his voice, gradually disappeared.

In Hasebe's eyes, there was only the maiden sitting solemnly.

Kikyo smiled: "I've drunk the tea too, now, you can continue talking."

Under Kikyo's order, Hasebe was left with only instinct, he nodded, and then told the whole story: "The God Judge is one in a hundred talents, how can he not know about Yizhen's private actions? Soon, this knife was rejected by Lord God Judge."

"In order to save it, I had to go out and bring back a new knife in the first phase of Yizheng, so I brought back the vibrating knife that I cut Hasebe." With only the most primitive emotions left, Hasebe's face showed Proud look: "The master loves cutting Hasebe's knife very much, so he appointed me as a close servant, replacing the former Yizheng's position."

"Perhaps it was because he felt that he was self-defeating, and he was very unwilling. In addition, Mr. God Inspector was in very bad health, and his energy was very limited, so he couldn't take care of each sword in detail. This made a gap in his heart, secretly Fallen Blade has ulterior motives, the most frightening thing is not the uncontrollable power, but the magnified negative emotions, which may erupt suddenly due to stimulation at any time, thereby suppressing reason and occupying the dominant position of the body."

During those days in the misty forest, Kikyo had personally gotten along with Yiqi Yizhen, and she knew that Yakiri Hasebe was not lying.

Even in normal times, he is always considerate of others, and even if he sacrifices himself to protect the lives of irrelevant people, all these all prove the true and kind side of this knife, but it is true It is this kind of indifference to one's own life that makes people more vigilant.

Because this attitude of being indifferent to one's own life will be passed on to other people sooner or later, even he himself has not concealed the fact that he has fallen into darkness.

Kikyo is still playing with the cup in her hand. The skin on her hand is as delicate as white porcelain. They complement each other and make people unable to take their eyes off her.

Things got more complicated than expected.

Maybe it's a thief calling for a thief, but the possibility of beating him up is not ruled out, but the most important thing is that Hasebe... can't lie.

The white porcelain cup makes a sound when it is knocked on the tea stalk, and the clear and clear sound makes people clear their minds.

Kikyo put down the teacup: "Continue."

Hasebe's eyes were burning like fire, and he said in a deep voice: "Because he didn't get the master's mercy, Yiqi Yizhen actually stole the treasure of the master's family, the spirit stone, as a token, and arbitrarily linked up with the historical revisionists." Gaining the power to cancel the contract, but quietly lurking in the sword."

Kikyo asked: "What is the spirit-gathering stone?"

Hasebe replied: "It is a kind of jade that can gather spiritual power. The owner is too weak to the body. This kind of thing is more like a chicken rib to the owner. Although it is locked in the box, it is not kept very tightly."

"Why don't your judges use it?"

He wondered: "How can this be used? I think... the mistress doesn't know that our master's body is different from ordinary people. He is a nobleman of the wandering clan. His body contains the most refined and pure aura, and he cannot accept dirty Power. If you want to use the spirit-gathering stone to absorb spiritual energy and repair your body, you must use the same materials as our swords to do it. Nobles are rare, so such spiritual power is naturally rare, and it is difficult to repair. You can imagine."

Kikyo groaned, didn't say anything else, tapped his knuckles on the table, motioning Hasebe to continue.

Once withdrawn from that kind of hostile emotion, it is very difficult for normal people to plunge into that kind of intense scene again, and the same is true for Yaki Hasebe. He coughed twice in embarrassment, and then went on smoothly explain.

"He concealed it very well, as if the Lord Judge had forgotten the scolding and punishment he had given him before, but in fact he held a grudge and was always looking for opportunities to take revenge, but such opportunities are rare, because Lord Judge There are always different swords guarding him, so that he cannot get close."

"However, no one thought that Yiqi Yizheng would be so shameless. He changed the list of close servants privately, transferred me to an expedition, and transferred other swords with high combat effectiveness to fight. Perhaps at the same time, he contacted the history revisionists privately and let them Send out the highest-ranked Odachi to fight, and hold Honmaru's sword, so that there is no one around the god judge."

Pain appeared on Hasebe's face, as if it was a very painful memory for him.

If it goes on, it will overlap with what Yiqi Yizhen once said, which is not different from what Yaki Hasebe said, so there is no need to listen to it.

Kikyo tapped the table three times, pulling him out of the feeling of self-pity: "You said just now that you cut off Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand in one strike?"

Hasebe said silently, "That's true."

"Because of killing the master in Yizheng in the first stage, His Highness Tsurumaru stopped him on the way to escape, but unexpectedly, Fusangshen's power increased greatly after the dark fall. His opponent, instead, fell under the tree by him, and the arm with the knife was also cut off. Since the broken part of the main body knife was taken away, even if it was hand-made, His Highness Tsurumaru could not be restored."

Being knocked out or having his hands cut off, Tsurumaru's treatment sounds unlucky no matter what it is, but when he encounters a dark fall, this is already the best ending compared to death.

"Fortunately, Lord God Judge has very strong spiritual power, so he was able to escape the catastrophe of death. However, His Highness Tsurumaru has been depressed since then because of the pain of losing his arm, and his emotions have become extreme. He thinks that he can no longer go to the battlefield, so he asks to resign. , the master also agreed."

Hasebe added a cup for the two of them again, not afraid of hurting their throats, and drank the scalding hot tea in one gulp, as if this could take away the coolness in their hearts.

He sighed: "This is the tragic memory of this Honmaru about the first phase of Yizhen. I didn't want to say it to make Miko-sama worry, but most of the swords in Honmaru have a deep heart. Even if you have the ability to protect yourself, please don't use it One phase and one shock are hanging on your body at any time... After all--"

"I understand."

Kikyo took off the Taidao on his body, hung it on the knife holder, and smiled at him with relief: "I was an uninvited guest, how can I take the initiative to offend the host, I did it for you." Inappropriate."

Pressing and cutting Hasebe stood up with the tea tray in his hand. The table was wet and covered with water vapor. He took out a handkerchief to wipe it but was stopped by Kikyo.

"I'll just come," Kikyo said with a smile, "I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time, and it's getting late now, so I won't keep you any longer."

After sending Hasebe to the door, Kikyo watched him go away, then walked to the side of the tea tree and stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the faint charm on it disappeared without a trace.

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