Sword Raiders II

Yu Li spent several days in the teahouse listening to the old knives' stories about the past. While listening to it with gusto, he memorized a lot of food information in his small notebook.

On the first day, Mikayue, Shuzhumaru and other swords went out, and on the second day, Xiaohumaru, Xiaokarasuma, Odai Tai and other swords quickly replaced them.

On the third day, Tsurumaru, Onimaru, and Ishikirimaru were arranged to talk about ancient times in the tea room, and the situation in the house changed again.

"My lord, if you want to ask about the monster language of the Heian era, I can also say it! I am also a sword of the Heian era!" Dagger Imaken raised his hand and protested loudly.

"Although not as long as the above-mentioned lords, I am confident that I will not lose to anyone in terms of knowledge that has been handed down from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Why can't I participate in such a gathering?" Yamabuchi Nagayoshi smiled politely A gentleman, but faintly dissatisfied with being ignored by the lord.

"That's right!" California Kiyomitsu pouted, "We want to join too! There were monster legends in the Edo period!"

Represented by their Three Blades, the short knife group, the long boat faction, the political sword faction, the new sword faction, etc. behind them all expressed their supportive protests.

Yu Li was stunned and nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

As for storytelling, she won't be disappointed if everyone is so active.

There are all of them, and all comers are welcome.

It is to queue up, after all, she has limited time to listen to stories every day.

"If this is the case, my lord, why don't you make a competition ranking." Tsurumaru suddenly suggested at this moment, "Let the lord judge who tells the best story that day? The person who wins the first place can get some points How about a small gift as a reward?"

He is full of interest, with a face full of "I think this is very interesting", and a pair of amber pupils under the long white eyelashes are shining.

"Rejected." Before the eyes of all the swordsmen also lit up and ignited fierce competition, Yu Li ruthlessly poured down a bucket of cold water, "I'm here to collect information, not really to listen to the story, don't get the point wrong. "

Just kidding, hadn't she experienced similar competitions in Honmaru before?Every time she got it, it was the Shura field that gave her a headache. If she lost, she would behave like a baby, and if she won, she would just act obediently. In the end, she was the one who got the most tricks and suffered the most.

Heh, she was stupid and continued to drill inside.

The lord refused ruthlessly, and the blades were disappointed and lamented, but they didn't dare to make too much trouble. If they continue to pester them, they will be punished without mercy.

#But the main purpose is achieved#

After the master finished today's task of drinking tea and listening to the ancients, and was satisfied with a dozen new ingredients and left, all the blades who were still in the tea room looked at each other in dismay.

"In this way, Master can rest for a while longer?" Yamato Moran Ding asked uncertainly.

"It will definitely be possible." Candlestick cut a smile, "It always takes time to listen to the details of legends and anecdotes. Of course, the more people who give her information, the more time will be invested. I guess the lord probably just wanted to spend more time at first. Take it easy for three or four days, and then continue to put in high-intensity work, and now we have to change our minds because of our sudden joining."

"Ha..." Akashi sighed, "You have worked so hard to let this workaholic rest more." As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a piece of biscuit from the table, and threw it into his mouth to chew and chew, and the voice behind him began to be indistinct. , "...However, this job is quite easy, as long as you move your mouth, it doesn't matter if you sit or lie down... Well, there is something to eat."

"National Bank, you need to be more reliable." Yingwan persuaded like a little adult next to him, "I don't care if you are scolded if you are lazy in telling stories."

There was laughter in the tea room.

Outside the tea room, in a corner of the nearby courtyard, Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu was half leaning against the porch pillar when he heard the movement and glanced over there. The boy who is used to hiding half of his face stood tall even if he changed into an internal service officer. The collar covered the face below the nose, and only those green eyes that wandered from time to time could see his emotions.

"What's the matter, standing here alone?" A gentle male voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Wow!" Shui Xinzi was taken aback, and when he saw the person coming, he said angrily, "It's Chao Zun, don't appear suddenly to be scary."

It is Nankai Taro Chaozun, who has the title of "Doctor of Sword and Sword" in Honmaru, and has black and bright curly hair like seaweed of a young man tied behind his head. He wears a white shirt tied to the neckline, wears western chain glasses, holds a purple leather notebook, and looks at Shui Xinzi with a pair of gray pupils with a smile.

"Do you care about that side so much?" Following the direction Shui Xinzi was facing, Nan Hai also looked at the tea room, "It's not too late to join now."

Shui Xinzi froze for a moment, and then raised his voice unconsciously: "I don't! I'm not interested in this kind of amateur activity!" As if to convince himself, he turned his back and crossed his arms and continued, "In the final analysis, these are all Side door. The duty of our sword men is to destroy the retrograde army and protect history, and nothing else is important. Killing monsters and so on, there are more legends and anecdotes that have existed for a long time, and they can’t add much to this duty point."

"That's right." Nan Hai smiled and shook his head lightly, "It seems that I'm meddling in my own business. Just now I was thinking about how you said that you are also my master, and also the ancestor of Xin Xin Dao. It's not a big deal, after all, this is a rare opportunity to get in close contact with the master besides serving as a close servant, and most swordsmen are happy to go there."

Swordsman Mizushinko Masahide is the teacher of swordsman Nankai Taro Chaozun.At this time, the two Fusangshen are the aggregate of all the swords forged by those two swordsmiths, and it is not wrong to call each other master and apprentice now.

If I really want to pick a fault, as a student, Nan Hai looks more like a teacher, while the young teacher Shui Xinzi is more likely to be misunderstood as a disciple in turn.

"What a coincidence, I'm the unhappy part." The boy who blocked half of his face frowned, and turned to look at him as if looking for a fix, "And you didn't get in the same way, didn't you?"

"That's not the case." Nan Hai raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "I'm actually very interested in the various legends and anecdotes with definite arguments mentioned in it, and I want to follow along today, but... there are too many people in it. More, let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

As a half-old and new sword with low qualifications in Honmaru, it is basic social common sense not to compete too much with his seniors for the opportunity to show his face, not to mention that he is still a scholar, so he must be polite and sensible.

The half of Shui Xinzi's exposed face suddenly held his breath. Chaozun came to Honmaru at least half later than him, and his practice level was at the stage where he could not go up or down. This reason is indeed justified.

"You don't need to worry so much when you get stronger." The master finally comforted him dryly, "Isn't that one actively researching additional ways to strengthen men with swords?"

"Yeah, so she is constantly collecting information. When the preliminary work is ready, she will probably keep traveling through time and space to collect spiritual ingredients that have been ignored by history for the sake of efficiency." Nanhai Taro looked at his records with his head bowed. Ben, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Our host is actually quite interesting. In a certain way, he is actually quite similar to you." For example, he especially likes to pretend to be mature and stable...

"What...!" Shui Xinzi, who heard the subtext from Nan Hai's expression, blushed immediately, and was about to jump to refute, when the corner of his eye saw someone passing by, he quickly returned to his usual aloof attitude.

People passing by naturally saw them and didn't say a word, just nodded to them as a greeting, and then passed by directly.

"It's Genji's Knee Maru." Nan Hai stretched out his hand to touch his chin, "I heard recently that he is very favored, and the master will always hold him to say a few words when he meets him. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood today."

"I have never seen a knife that is not favored by her." Shui Xinzi said angrily, "Besides, Genji's brothers have always been proud, they are much more terrifying than the younger brother who always has a serious face and the older brother who always smiles , how do you see that people are in a bad mood?"

"This is probably a slender mind of a scholar." Nan Hai smiled and replied to his teacher, "The low air pressure of Your Excellency Kinmaru is quite obvious to me, and it seems to have lasted for several days. An ancient knife that can make such a status In this state of repression and self-sufficiency, the range of answers will be narrowed down a lot at once."

"Boring." Shui Xinzi looked disdainful, "I'm not interested in gossip about these private matters, let alone speculation."

"That's true, after all, privacy is involved." Nan Hai nodded, and gave up the answer he was about to guess, "It's a good habit to discuss academics subconsciously, but it's not so good in other aspects."

"Hmph." The young man snorted coldly.

The scholar was still smiling with a good temper, and then looked at the tea room: "Are you really not going to join? We can be together tomorrow."

"No!" Shui Xinzi refused loudly, put his hands in his pockets and walked away, "I came to Honmaru to destroy the retrograde army, not to tell stories!"

He spoke righteously, and walked very fast, leaving only Nanhai Taro raising his eyebrows at the corner where he disappeared.

"...Could it be that you didn't care about the news of the other world in the Edo period at all, so you can't help but want to join?"

After talking to himself, he came back to his senses.

"Oh, it shouldn't be like this. I just said just now that I don't want to get to the bottom of things other than academics."

Gripping the purple booklet tightly, Nan Hai tapped his forehead, and left the spot in reflection.

……

Walking through the courtyard of the tea room, Kewan walked forward all the way, his face looked the same as usual, but his heart was in a daze.

"You, in fact, have already recognized her as the head of the family from the bottom of your heart, right?"

"Didn't my lord say it before, I understand it and you know it too. You can make the decision yourself."

"You always look like this, when will you pass me once?"

Those few words kept echoing in his mind, obviously in a soft and gentle tone, but every time he recalled it, his face turned pale involuntarily.

Walking aimlessly in Honmaru, he met many people in the middle and greeted them well, but he didn't remember who he had seen. When he stopped in a daze, the people had already stopped at the gate of the castle tower. second floor.

"Keomaru, is there something wrong with coming up suddenly?"

It was the familiar female voice that brought him back to his senses. Only then did Kenmaru realize that he was only one step away from stepping into the door of the office room.

"By the way, it's just in time for you to come. The government has just sent a notice, and your practice permit has also come down."

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