[Comprehensive] Daily life of girls saving the world

"A momentary carelessness... You took advantage of the loophole."

The originally neat and beautiful riding clothes became tattered, and although the wounds all over the body had been treated, the original tragedy could still be seen.However, the eyes of the girl who woke up again were as bright and suggestive as ever.

"Maybe..." The girl who stood up relying on her primordial blade raised her hand upwards.

The one leaned on by her, Sanri Yuezong, known as the most beautiful blade in the world, pulled out her own body knowingly, and handed it over to her master.It's just that his hand covered with gauntlets didn't leave, but he held the small palms that he could wrap with one hand behind his back, holding his own body with her.

"It's a good response."

The girl firmly held the Taidao named Sanriyue Zongjin in her hand, and with the guidance of Fusangshen behind her, it gathered high above her head.After a moment's pause, he faced the pitch-black crack with the force of thunder, and slashed fiercely at the 'Wang Xu' who was struggling to break into this world from the crack.

The figurative, visible saber energy escaped from the blade, and directly hit the dark crack with a dazzling light.There was a violent impact, and the impact was so fierce that even the Fu Sangshen spent a lot of effort to stabilize their figures, and did not cause the tragedy of being hit by the impact on the wall.

In contrast, whether it is "Xu" or the existence called "Xuhua Fusangshen", it is much more tragic.They were overturned with black air all over their bodies, and were sent flying into the wall in disarray.The black air on his body also disappeared like smoke blown away by the wind.

Even if it is a knife whose job is to kill, the 'god' is always a god, and its power has the attribute of purification.The filthy things will naturally be dispelled when they encounter 'divine power'.

A single knife failed to scatter the pitch-black crack directly, Sanri Yuezong turned his wrist around Gu Yu's hand, held the blade of his own body upwards, and then swung the knife from bottom to top.

After the second saber qi hit the crack again, the crack that could still resist was split in two. 'Wang Xu' disappeared into the present world after a while of distortion.

"...No, it's impossible!?"

Seeing this scene, the man who had the chance to win opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and the corners of his eyes were red because of too much force.

"This is impossible! Mikazuki Zongjin is obviously just a higher-level sword Fusangshin... How is it possible!?"

The news he investigated was clearly not the case.

"Fu Sangshen, who is a little more advanced...so that's how the outside world judged me."

The beautiful Fusangshen, who seemed to have solved his proud killer without any effort, narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

"It's a bit fresh."

"It's not something new or not, Your Highness Sanriyue, you're obviously stealing the show."

California Qingguang unhappily withdrew his knife and sheathed it.

"I originally planned to do a good job handsomely."

Following him, the one-eyed Taidao Fusangshen also shook his head.Seeing that the master was awake, they also thought about joking, "It's a rare opportunity to play like this once."

"Huh? Is that so? Sorry, sorry."

The beautiful Fu Sangshen turned his head and smiled at his companions. Although he said sorry, it didn't contain much that could be called sincerity.

"Being held in the hands of the master, I accidentally became serious." Even after stepping into the ranks of gods, Fu Sangshen, who still remembered his own essence, touched the cheek of the girl with half-closed eyes in his arms. "Huh? Are you sleepy? Then end it early and go back."

Although she barely woke up, the girl, who was already in a state of severe exhaustion both mentally and physically, tried her best to open her eyes again, and raised her hand to grab Fu Sangshen's wide sleeve:

"Get rid of this guy... go back!"

The girl tried her best to show a ferocious expression—she actually wanted to imitate Miss Lixiang and make a throat-cutting gesture, but she had to give up because she was too tired to lift her hands.

It took too much energy for her to use the 'Sankai Yuezongjin who could not have appeared' in this world.

A long time ago... After Sanri Yuezong entered the ranks of gods, Fusangshen named 'Sanri Yuezong', like many gods in this world, was no longer allowed to enter the world by the rules.

If it wasn't for the loophole of "he is Gu Yu's knife", and the contract between Gu Yu and the Fusangshen had added the premise of "one-way summoning of all contracted knives when life is dying", this time he might only be able to stand in front of his eyes. Honmaru watched and was unable to join the battle.

"Please rest in peace for a while." He changed his posture, hugged Gu Yu, and gently covered the girl's eyes with his hands covered with black gauntlets. "When you wake up, everything will be as you wish."

Hearing his promise, the girl stopped forcing herself and let her spirit fall into the darkness again.It was just different from before, she was sure that she would not sink into that dark world of evil again this time.

In fact, thinking about it, I was quite ashamed this time.

Not only failed to save the child, but also caused injuries all over his body... In the end, he also killed his knives to clean up the mess for him.Going back this time, I really should have some special training.

I can't... do this again...

Seeing that the girl's breathing was weak but steady, he raised his head and said softly to his companions:

"Master, you are asleep."

"Ah." Yaken Toshiro put the knife back into its sheath, "Let me take care of the master."

"I'm coming too." Seeing Yaoken walk over, Hirano Fujishiro also hurriedly followed, "Please rest assured that we will take care of the master, and you can just fight."

"I'll leave it to you, Master." Yiqi Yizhen nodded to his younger brothers, his sharp eyes turned to Xu who were struggling to get up, and the man who was still high above, but without the arrogant and independent posture before .

As soon as he moved, the other Fusangshen also turned to look at him.Compared to when Gu Yu was sober, the temperament of Fu Sangshen has completely changed.

If they were 'fusangshen' just now, then they are real humanoid weapons at this time.

"Fu Sangshen... Sure enough, the monster is a monster, even the owner is going to deceive—" Seeing them like this.The man in hunting clothes suddenly became excited again.He pulled a rosary from his wide sleeve, and spread his hands to do it again.

"My... the centuries-old silence of our Qijo family... our hope!"

His eyeballs bulged with excitement, and streaks of red blood covered the original whites of his eyes.The entire eye seemed to be covered with blood.

"Don't be so excited, I will stab it beautifully and accurately."

Yamato Shou Anding, who rushed to him silently, almost whispered next to his ear, raised the knife in his hand high, and pointed the sharp sword directly at his head.

If he hadn't thrown out the rosary in his hand in time to block the blow, his head and neck might really have been separated.

Tasting the danger, the man hurriedly waved the rosary in his hand, and once again set up a barrier to protect his own safety.

"The Seven Houses."

As a 'knife' who faced the last 'Schijo family' directly a hundred years ago, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada shook his head. "It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not deep enough."

"...If it weren't for you Fusangshen, our Shichijo family would have ruled the entire Japan a hundred years ago! Combining traditional onmyoji with Western magic, our Shichijo family should have been invincible!"

"...But I should also thank you. If that ancestor hadn't failed, I wouldn't be where I am today. I was successful, and my research path was not wrong—"

He waved the rosary in his hand, and the fusangshen, who had fallen by the wall and were still blurred, stood up again unsteadily.

The ghostly fusangshen tore off the masks on their faces, wanting to be freed from the pain. They even smashed the masks against the wall in spite of themselves, trying to crack it, but all they did was in vain. , Being manipulated, they could only raise their knives again.He slashed at his former companion.

Perhaps because of some order, most of them rushed towards the place where Sanri Yuezong was near.

"Without a master, even if you have the power to reach the sky, you will not be able to display it."

Through the observation just now, he was very convinced that Sanri Yue Zongjin was special, but at the same time he was also bound.His power can only be exerted when the main body is used by the master.

Otherwise, as early as the moment he appeared, he should have swung the knife at him.

Hearing his words, Mikazuki Zongjin turned his eyes with crescent patterns, and looked at the man who thought he had grasped the truth from the corner of his eye.

"Huh? So that's how you see it."

The beautiful Fu Sangshen smiled.The hand covered by the wide sleeve rested on the hilt of the knife.He retreated with one foot, bent his knees slightly, and made a familiar but seemingly different movement of drawing a knife.

"Stupid—without a master, do you still think that you can exert your due power!?"

The man holding the rosary waved the rosary again, and the dark air surged from all directions, and was inhaled by the illusory and illusory fusangshen.

The ghosts, who seemed to be at the end of their strength, got stronger again and charged towards the Fusangshen.The virtual fusangshen are also included. Compared with those who attack with instinct, the virtual fusangshen with excellent combat skills wield their bodies, and their combat effectiveness is naturally extraordinary.

However, they don't know pain and can only fight with knives. In the final analysis, they have lost their minds and become 'monsters' who can only fight.Even if the strength becomes stronger, even if it will not be affected by the condition of the body.They also lost the most important thing 'judgment' for Fu Sangshen.

I can't judge whether I can defeat my opponent, and I can't think about how to defeat my opponent.

Such them are naturally at a disadvantage when facing the normal sword Fusangshen.

Especially, when faced with a danger that needs to be avoided.

Noticing the light of the sword flying out as Sanriyue drew the sword, the Fu Sangshen dodged in time.The fusangshen who only knew about attacking and fuming were left alive to receive the crescent-like light of the sword.

The turbulent black air was completely dispersed by the light of the knife, and the monster with a human face disappeared along with the black air.The bone masks on the faces of Fusangshen's faces cracked one after another and fell off the faces of Fusangshen's faces.

Exhausted and unable to maintain the appearance of Fusangshen, the swords returned to their bodies one after another and fell to the ground.

"Oh... you are indeed a 'God'."

Seeing Fu Sangshen, who was almost at the same time as himself, show off his might, Mustaki expressed such emotion.

"Speaking of which, what's his name?"

"The Sanri Yuezong is approaching, my lord brother, you—"

"Well, it doesn't matter what the name is." Mustache shrugged indifferently, and with a light jump on his feet, he rushed to the dull-eyed man in hunting clothes. He swung the knife sharply down his neck.

The blood spewed out a few seconds after the knife flashed.

Genji Shigeho, who was stained with blood but didn't care, turned his head and showed a gentle smile to his companions.

"Okay, let's go back."