Sword Raiders II

Hongqiao Qingxi, gurgling water.

Green trees and red flowers in the courtyard are as quiet and elegant as ever.

"It's so quiet." Leaning halfway on the railing, Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu tugged at her tall collar that covered half of her face in discomfort, her brows were tightly frowned, "I didn't feel it before, but now those guys are alone. It was only when I was away that I realized that this hommaru was too big."

"It can't be helped." The friend next to him, Minamoto Kiyomi, sighed softly, "No one expected such a thing to happen."

According to information from 200 years later, the "Sorcerer" who has always been regarded as a thorn in Takamahara's side actually died in the era of the first generation. It is rumored that he was killed by the martial god Yato himself.

But the current situation is that the magician was killed earlier than rumored, and the god who killed him has changed from one to two.

"Although we couldn't see the end, judging from our final impression after the projection, the lord must have worked with that Valkyrie to solve the magician."

Otherwise, it is impossible for Higekiri to appear in Honmaru again now, seeing his lively and heartless appearance, one knows that the lord must be safe and sound in this world.

"Is she safe and sound?" Hearing what his friend said, the worry on Shui Xinzi's face became more serious, "She looked like that at that time, can she really be safe?"

The sword shards all over the ground represented the subordinates who died for her all over the place, and she could only watch them go to death because of the curse in her body, unable to stop them. In the end, she only had time to protect a mustache that was on the verge of being broken.

In this case, even if the master succeeds in revenge, how much scars will be in his heart, even Shui Xinzi, who is a sword, dare not think about it.

He didn't even dare to recall the desperation on her face when those hidden knives rushed out one by one to release their divinity, and finally she gradually became crazy. Just thinking about it, the young man felt a severe pain in his chest.

"There will be a solution." Minamoto put his hand on Shui Xinzi's shoulder and said softly, "Isn't Changyi-kun discussing with His Excellency Hikakiri now?"

There is history that cannot be changed in the secular world, and it will not be easy to change fate against the sky in the other world. Naturally, there is a price to pay, and the party who wants to make a decision is also mentally prepared.

It's just that Gao Tianyuan's swords... No, no one, including those gods of death in the soul world, thought that the price would be so huge, right?

The most important thing now is how to make up and recover.

"All the spirits specially prepared for No. 1 Honmaru collapsed, and Gao Tianyuan's main spirit will naturally think about how to end it. I believe they must have made corresponding plans." The tone of the sword man of the current political forces is gentle but firm, " At this point, it is impossible to let them go, right? The master is still waiting for them in this world."

When the key core issue was mentioned, Shui Xinzi stood up straight again unconsciously, his eyes drifted uncontrollably towards a closed room not far away with a look of apprehension on his face: "Qingmao, what do you say? Mustache and the others...will those guys from Gao Tianyuan agree? After all, the solution proposed by Chang Yi is, in a sense, robbing them of their master."

When the word "grab the master" was mentioned, the eyes of the black-haired, high-collared boy flickered even more. It was more excited than shaken, but he didn't realize it himself.

Seeing his expression in his eyes, Genqingmaro just smiled slightly, and looked at the closed room over there, saying that the door was closed to prevent other swords from entering, but there were already three treasures of Ryukyu and Nanquan lying quietly outside the door. Their eavesdropping figures.

The mild-mannered purple-haired knife couldn't help but deepen his smile: "Don't worry, they will definitely agree."

"The situation will develop into what it is now, and I have to take part of the responsibility." In the room, Higashikiri and Yamabukiri Nagayoshi were sitting on the side of the low table, and the latter said directly, "I am as responsible as you are." Underestimated the ability of the magician."

Although seriously speaking, it would be unreasonable for them to learn more about a disliked character who was killed 200 years ago, and then develop a very detailed targeted policy, but Chang Yi did not push the pot like this, The proud young master even thought that he was not capable enough, because he was too conceited to fully understand the full performance of the underworld artifact held by the magician, which made the lord he wanted to protect suffer so much in the end.

Mustache slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at Da Dao, his golden pupils were unpredictable, but his voice remained soft and soft: "So you offered to help out of this responsibility?"

The treasured sword of the Yuan family usually looks vague, but there are few mistakes or omissions in the key points. The Taidao is smiling, but those eyes seem to be able to see through the silver-haired saber's pretentiousness at a glance.

Even when he was fighting with Yamabuki Kirihiro, Changyi, who had shown that his horses and horses were upright, looked away slightly at the moment, but soon looked back directly as if he would never show weakness, with a serious face: "You guys You don't have a choice, do you?"

Even the main spirit on Gao Tianyuan can't separate the spirits again and again. The spirits in the No. 1 Honmaru are not projections that can be copied infinitely according to the spiritual power of each god-inspector using mass production technology, but are really created from their own. The other self separated from the source is like cutting off part of one's soul and turning it into another weaker self and then sending it out.

Fusangshen's main spirit has already divided the source once, and with the power of signing a contract with Shizheng for the projection, there is no ability to split the source again and send it to No. 1 Honmaru.

Then if they refuse to give up the master of that era, they can only return to her as the master spirit through the channel of No. 1 Honmaru.

This is also the final solution and the only way out for Gao Tianyuan swords to discuss the cost of changing their lives in case of overturning.

But... the embarrassing thing is that they didn't expect the car to turn over like this and almost wiped out the whole army, only one survived.

The split spirits were destroyed, and their main spirits were also severely injured, and their strength was severely damaged. Even a good mustache was not enough to activate the special mechanism of the No. 1 Honmaru.

But at this time, Yamabuki Kiri Nagayoshi, who did not know where to find out about this, took the initiative to come over and said that their political swordsman team would like to help and work together.

"Huqie, you've actually thought of this before, right?" Chang Yi looked at Old Ping An across the way, pointing out the trick with a calm expression, "That's why I deliberately pretended to be stupid when I asked you if you had thought about how to remedy it." ?"

Oh, so what if you see it?

The young master sneered.

No matter how reluctant you are, the result will not change.

"The first generation was a very good lord, not only you, but of course my colleagues in other governments also respect and care about her very much. Now that something like this happened to her, we naturally won't stand by and let No. 1 Honmaru go to waste." Ming On the surface, Dao Dao said in a high-sounding manner, "It's also fortunate that the special nature of No. 1 Honmaru has such a backup player. If there are other ways, we don't want to do this, but the current situation forces us to do so. Or say ...Your Excellency and the people behind you are going to give up the master directly because of this point of disagreement?"

……

the present.

Even ordinary people who don't pay much attention to the food industry have gradually discovered something these days. Master Xinggong, who has rarely appeared in the public eye, has often appeared in the media news recently.

In the frequent reports, it is not about which piece of land around Lu Zhihu has been acquired by Master Xinggong, and which food company has reached a cooperation with which the profit of the month will be directly doubled, or which restaurant or celebrity chef will join the Xinggong Pavilion. And the Xinggong Pavilion, the iconic building that made her famous, was completely bulldozed by the engineering team recently, leaving only a flat piece of land.

This news has been uproarious for several days, especially when the follow-up report said that the original Star Palace Pavilion and the surrounding land had been remeasured and planned to build a Japanese-style castle as the new Star Palace Pavilion, it caused a lot of discussion .

Some keen people have already discovered one thing from the news for the first time - the mentality of the owner of the Star Palace has changed, from the previous conservative or forced to fight back to go to the high place, into a true initiative attack.

Whether it is the aggressive acquisition of surrounding land and the recruitment of skilled chefs, or the flattening and reconstruction of the Xinggong Pavilion, it shows that the owner's style of doing things is no longer low-key, and even gradually becoming extremely aggressive.

The power of the Star Palace Pavilion is constantly expanding, and while its influence is gradually being pushed to the whole country, it is also slowly bringing Lu Zhihu into the territory of the base camp.Other restaurants and hotels near the Xinggong pavilion are being encroached one by one.

It's not that no one has resisted this food invasion, but even Gu Chuan, who has a master chef as the backstage, can close the door at the same time in one day. The result of these people's struggles is needless to say.

Now she is like a king who is constantly recruiting troops and buying horses to fight and support the war. She is invincible all the way to open up her own kingdom and territory.

This kind of star palace Yuli made many people panic and fear, but there were also many people who looked up to worship with scorching eyes. The people who used to be as daring as the shopkeeper of Jiangcao Pavilion, who had dared to rely on the old and sell the old in front of the face, have disappeared now. Instead, there are more people. Fans of Star Palace.

The former Totsutsu fifth seat and fresh graduate Saito Zongaki received the summons under such momentum, and the person who notified him was his former junior, the current Totsutsu eighth seat Ruishaneduya.

"Senior, the boss wants to see you. Pack up and come quickly."

At that time, he was trying to cook his new dishes in the back kitchen of Yangfengguan Hot Spring Hotel, and he was taken aback when he heard the sudden notice.

He has been working as the head chef in this hotel for more than three months, and he has also fulfilled the original bet of "turning the store in front of him into his own store within three months and doubling the profit, and transferring the management right when the task is completed". I have been running this hotel with my heart, and I have been honing my skills with the convenience of being able to ask the lecturer for cooking skills from time to time.

But the lecturer is very busy recently, and I don't have time to give him advice for a while, so I didn't expect to call him directly.

"Just come."

Taking off the chef's apron around his waist, the tall boy said in a deep voice.

He has already joined the Xinggong Pavilion, and the higher-ups will call him by name, so of course they will not neglect.

Putting on clean clothes and taking his own knife case, Saito skillfully carried the long knife case on his shoulders, followed by Zhijin who picked him up and went out.

According to the student, the lecturer was in a restaurant in Luzhihu, and he would arrive soon by car. Saito, who knew the information, didn't say a word, but sat silently in the car and was driven to his destination.

The scenery was flying all the way outside the car window, and when he inadvertently glanced at the construction site of the Xinggong Pavilion, Saito's eyes moved.

He still remembers the time when he was a waiter in that small building, and it was the first time he had such close contact with a lecturer, and saw with his own eyes the scene of a master chef cooking in the back kitchen. He is still impressed by the mastery of commanding the star chefs under him to this day.

So that after he received the invitation from the lecturer not long after graduation, he accepted it without hesitation.

——Obviously before that, he thought that after graduation, he would be a wandering chef and travel all over the world.

But now, the small building that carried amazing memories is gone. It has been razed, and an extremely long fence has been installed around it. Passers-by can only hear the sound of the machine starting, but cannot see what is inside.

What is the lecturer thinking now?

Saito doesn't know, he only knows that there are many places in the Xinggong Pavilion that are quite different from before.Whether such a change is good or bad, he has no way of knowing.

These thoughts stopped until he was led into a Japanese-style hotel by his junior, and stopped kneeling and sitting in front of the shoji door deep in the corridor.

"Boss, Saito-senpai has arrived." Zhijin also respectfully said to the inside through the door.

After a while, a response came from inside: "Let him in."

The shoji door was slowly opened, and Saito subconsciously looked inside the door, only to see a figure of a woman in a light blue kimono sitting on a cushion with her back to him.

There was a low table in front of her, and things like cotton cloth, knife oil, and dusting powder could be seen vaguely. Saito, who also had a knife in his hand, recognized it at a glance, and those were all for hand maintenance of the knife. Tool of.

At this moment, the person in the room was holding a Taidao, wiping the blade slowly and evenly with a snow-white tissue in one hand and the other.

The air gradually froze at this moment. Obviously the other party was just taking a hand quietly, but Saito felt an inexplicable pressure coming up, subconsciously tightened his back, and unconsciously became more respectful.

After an unknown amount of time, the other party finally stopped and turned to look back at him: "Mr. Saito, what are you doing outside? Come in."

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