[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

A sword cannot choose its master.

Regardless of whether it was the name of "cute" for another dog, it was handed over to someone who even Zhichen could not be counted as.

——It is still the person who endowed him with a human body and let him re-come to the world in a state of mourning.

"I, named Yaki Hasebe, as long as it is the Lord's order, I will do it for you no matter what."

When he uttered these words, he saw the gloomy eyes of the master who summoned him to the present world light up slightly.

"Will everything be done for me?"

But soon, the light in his eyes dimmed again.

"Ah... Even so, it's not the big sword I need most at the moment. As a swordsman, even if you are loyal, you can't turn the situation around."

His heart seemed to be frozen.

...Is it the same this time?

"I will work hard, Lord," he lowered his tone, as if swearing, "Whether it is burning the temple or killing retainers, I will do it for you."

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Lu Qiaoqiao hung outside the memory fragment, looking at Fu Sangshen named Yaki Hasebe.Across the battlefield, his sword light is unparalleled, and it seems that it can cut even light and shadow.

Familiar faces are always by his side.

Yamato Morita, Natsuo Toshiro, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada...

This is the No. 71 Honmaru.

Can't go wrong.

She was floating in the darkness, fragments of memory unfolded in front of her eyes, the purple-eyed young man turned his back, this time, what appeared in her line of sight was the unique, dim light of ghosts.

In her ears, she heard low gasps.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe staggered slightly, running on the ghost road.

He looked very embarrassed, his hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his cheeks, suddenly, he seemed to have tripped over something, and suddenly knelt down on the ground.

Click——

The knife hanging from his waist collided with the stone, smashing the stone through the scabbard.

"..."

Lu Qiaoqiao was a little surprised. She looked at the crushed stone and the young man standing up as if nothing had happened. It seemed to be an ordinary thing.He didn't care, and continued walking.

——It is indeed a very sharp knife.Press and cut the long valley.

In her mind, the voice of Akashi Kuniyu appeared vaguely:

'That guy... insisted on chasing me, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of him. '

At that time, the person who was chasing the Akashi National Bank was Yaki Hasebe?

The knife-wielding young man seemed tireless. Finally, he stepped on the protruding ground, a dead tree root, and fell heavily to the ground.

"No way," Yakiri Hasebe gasped and said to himself, "I can't stop here...Honmaru...Without the guidance of the contract, I can't return..."

"Only that guy, Akashi Kuniyuki, his contract has not been erased, we must find him quickly... and return to Honmaru."

He stood up again.

The scenery of the ghost road remained unchanged, and the dim light blurred the time.Pressing and cutting Hasebe is wandering and running on this seemingly endless road.

Until Fu Sangshen's body couldn't squeeze any strength, he finally fell down.

The continuous rain fell from the sky, and the ghost path rained mist, and the mist surged, quickly submerging his body.

"Oh?"

That voice sounded at this moment.

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her head in surprise, and the purple-eyed youth on the ground also turned her head to look.From the mist, a young man wearing a mask and a feather woven came.

——It’s Huai!

Lu Qiaoqiao covered her lips and watched Huai walk up to Yaki Hasebu's side, his voice came from behind her: "... Fu Sangshen, a wandering man?"

"This virtual face... are you, the master of Liubu?" Yaki Hasebe is obviously a unique mark for those who know Liubu, and he sat up with difficulty, "I used to be Yakiri of No. 71 Honmaru Hasebe, can you please guide me back to Honmaru?"

So Huai's footsteps stopped.

"Ah... the No. 71 Honmaru?" He sighed meaningfully, "But you don't have a contract."

"The god judge erased my contract," the purple-eyed young man said, his expression not changing much, "...I am not, I have a rebellious heart."

He lowered his eyes: "It's just that before parting, I want to say goodbye to the god judge who summoned this body to the world for the last time."

He looked at the man wearing the mask, his expression was full of pleading: "In the name of Hasebe, please trust me."

The mist rustled.Huai stared at Fu Sangshen, silent.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "The spiritual power in your body...isn't it from the God-inspector No. 71 Honmaru?"

Lu Qiaoqiao was slightly taken aback when she saw the purple-eyed youth.

He raised his hand almost unconsciously, and pressed it lightly on his chest.

"Well, it's pure spiritual power, it's as clear as water, it should be..." the young man with a virtual face said in a low voice, like whispering, hidden with unspeakable greed, "It must be a very powerful god judge, that god judge , helped you?"

"No!"

Then, when she heard Yaki Hasebe, as if trying to cover up something, she slightly turned her eyes away, but said decisively: "I haven't met... the god-inspector you described."

He denied it.

Although the technique of concealment is extremely poor.

...Because after seeing her Honmaru and the sword of Dark Fall, do you want to cover up her existence for her in front of the six people?

Lu Qiaoqiao heard Huai sigh regretfully: "...Aren't you willing to admit it?"

"..."

The purple-eyed youth remained silent.

"Just now, you seem to have mentioned that you are Fusangshin of the No. 71 Honmaru?"

Under Huai's empty face, there was a soft laughter.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet, the interrogator of No. 71 Honmaru was just detained a few days ago."

"detention?!"

"Well," the young man with a virtual face nodded, "He seems to want to resign, but the Ministry of Prison has charged him... He confessed that he abandoned Fu Sangshen on the battlefield, and had broken his sword many times. "

"Because of these reasons, although the application for resignation is approved, after resignation, the memory will be erased, the salary will be reduced in proportion, and the spiritual power will be extracted to be used as the transition period of No. 71 Honmaru."

Huai stared at Hasebe, and said softly, "The mental state of the interrogator No. 71 is extremely poor, and he seems to have suffered a serious injury. If he is forced to withdraw his spiritual power at this moment, it may cause madness."

"……how so."

Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, showed a surprised look, but he didn't hesitate for too long, and said, "What do you want to explain by telling me this?"

"Mr. Hasebe," Huai smiled lightly, "I am very curious about the source of your spiritual power... If you are willing to stay by my side, you don't need to make a contract with me, just do some chores for me. In exchange, I can replace No. 71 God Inquisitor and extract enough transitional spiritual power."

"It's just a little spiritual power," he said lightly, "it's nothing to me."

Lu Qiaoqiao listened to their conversation. From her perspective, she could see Huai's hand clenched and loosened constantly.

She remembered the words Huai said to her in the enchantment of purification:

'Sure enough... your spiritual power. '

"I thought it would take a while... Slowly pry open that guy's mouth..."

She opened her eyes wide and watched Huai stretch out her hand towards Fu Sangshen. The purple-eyed youth hesitated for a moment, then his expression became firm.

"...Even if that god judge ends up insane, I don't want to see it."

"Although I don't know why you keep me by your side, I will try my best to repay your help to the god judge."

He agreed to Huai's condition.

The figure of the purple-eyed young man seemed to have melted away. When he reappeared, he put on a virtual mask and a black feather, erasing all the characteristics of "pressing and cutting Hasebe", and followed in silence. side.

This familiar appearance immediately brought back memories of Lu Qiaoqiao.

—Is it him?

Her eyes followed Fu Sangshen, watching him wearing black feathers, leaping in the night, as if he was about to melt into the darkness.Finally, he landed in a forest.

Through the gaps in the trees, I looked at the ruins in front of me.

His eyes reflected the figures in the ruins: Higakiri, Yaken Toshiro, Tsurumaru Kuninaga...and herself.

Fu Sangshen stared at her for a long time.Her small figure was reflected in her purple eyes.

This is the ghost domain... A 19th Honmaru, Qianfeng's Honmaru broke through the illusion, and returned to the original timeline from the ghost world.

Was it him who came here at that time, the so-called 'Fu Sangshen of the government'?

'People over there, how long will they hide? '

'Tsk... Is this appearance from Liubu? '

The empty face covered all his expressions, and the Da Dao was waving in his hand, resisting the constant attacks of Mustache. Soon, he put away his offensive and hid in the forest.

When the sun was setting, I cut off the trees in Hase and went back to the remains of No. 19 Honmaru.

A crescent moon hangs in the sky, but the twilight has not yet completely sunk. Two completely different halos intertwine and fall on his shoulders. Lu Qiaoqiao heard Fu Sangshen sigh very lightly, and stretched out his hand to take off his face. on the virtual surface.

He hid his virtual face in his sleeve, and with the other hand, he pulled out the knife at his waist, swung the sharp blade, and quickly cut off the knife marks left by Tsurumaru Kuninaga and others.Cover his knife marks.

After doing all this, he put his sword back into its sheath.

"Mr. Hasebe," a leisurely voice came from behind him, Huai was wearing the same black feathers, and parted the shadow of the tree, "You are here."

The fingers pressing Hasebe moved slightly, he took out the virtual face covered in his sleeve, covered his face again, and then turned around: "My lord."

"Oh... there seems to be a battle going on. Did something happen?"

Lu Qiaoqiao heard Fu Sangshen's head lowered, and her steady voice said without any ups and downs, "Not at all."

He glanced back one last time, and left with the young man with a virtual face.

The purple eyes behind the virtual face reflected the gradually sinking sky, like gems covered in mist.

Lu Qiaoqiao finally remembered when she saw those eyes.

She had seen him on the feather platform of the Secretary of the Regent, when he was standing beside Yucun, passing her by.

Also seen in the dark locket.

The gentle one who raised her hand and lifted her up.

——It’s pressing and cutting Hasebe.

'How can someone like me... deserve your approval. '

'No, you don't have to thank me. '

"Are you willing to go to Qiongcheng?"

Among the fragments of memory, in the darkness, she heard her own voice asking.

Then, it is what I have heard:

'Ah... that's not okay. '

He said the words of refusal, but his voice was so soft and gentle: 'I can't be your knife'.

——Because there are still unfinished business.

In a place that Lu Qiaoqiao couldn't see, he pressed his hand on the wall. In the darkness, subtle divine power gushed out continuously from his fingertips, creating a space that was completely isolated from exploration.

Using his aura, he firmly covered the girl's aura.

'You'll have more good knives. 'He said softly in an inaudible voice.

There seemed to be a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Now that I think about it, that rainy night like a dream was not my hallucination.The warm spiritual power that poured into my body at that time was exactly the same as what I feel now.... '

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"Hey."

Someone was calling her softly.

Lu Qiaoqiao opened her eyes suddenly, the darkness in front of her eyes had dissipated, replaced by a blinding white.

Has it come out of the memory fragment?

She was a little dazed, and then she felt someone gently caressing her hair.

"Come back to your senses." A brisk voice said.

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her head, and saw a young man sitting cross-legged in front of her.

He was wearing a safari suit, a tengu black hat on his head, two furry balls adorned in front of his body, smilingly resting his cheeks, and his red pupils were as clear as jewels.

"Ah," he let out a surprised laugh, "you're finally awake."

Lu Qiaoqiao was a little stunned: "You, are you...?"

"Don't you remember me?" The boy suddenly showed a sad expression, "We obviously met not long ago, in the attic. We talked happily about the master together."

boy, attic...

Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Are you the one who, in the ghost domain, guided me to avoid the tracking of Sanriyue Palace?"

"I finally remembered," the boy cheered, "I'm sorry, that fellow Sanriyue did something very unreasonable to you at that time."

"Yoxi, Yoxi," he stretched out his hand, stroking the girl's hair as if to appease, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I have already taught him a lesson for you."

"No, no," Lu Qiaoqiao shook her head quickly, "I, I haven't thanked you yet, and Sanriyue Palace didn't really hurt me..."

"I, I don't know your name yet..."

"Haha," the boy laughed happily, "Not really."

"We want to thank you." He got up from the ground, stared down at Qiaoqiao Lu, and said gently, "You have worked hard to find the truth, the bad guys have been defeated, and Sanriyue and I can finally leave with peace of mind. .”

"As for my name, you will definitely know it when you forge another 'I'."

"Are you leaving?" Lu Qiaoqiao hurriedly stood up, somewhat at a loss, "Where are you going?"

She involuntarily took a step towards the boy, and saw him smiling slightly, stretching out his hand to push her: "No way."

"That place is not something you can go to."

"Leave... There are still many people waiting for you. I just woke you up from the dream without authorization... Haha, there is no way, after all, that person can't wait for too long."

His body slowly floated into the air, and gradually became thinner, as if melting into the light.

At the moment before disappearing, he finally stretched out his hand, and once again, gently stroked the girl's hair.

"Thank you, God Judge."

Lu Qiaoqiao only felt a white light in front of her eyes, she involuntarily narrowed her eyes, and then the light suddenly stopped.

A piece of pale pink fallen flowers drifted past her eyes.

The wind gently blew her hair, and the rain-like petals swirled in the wind and fell lightly.

Lu Qiaoqiao blinked her eyes, and after a while, she realized that she seemed to be lying on the ground, and above her was a tree full of pale pink flowers.

The tree is so vast, its branches grow wantonly, as if it can cover the sky.

A hand reached out and caught the petals that were about to fall on her body.

"Are you awake?"

A familiar voice asked her gently.

This voice-

Lu Qiaoqiao woke up suddenly, she raised her head slightly, and the first thing she saw was a pair of purple eyes.

Fu Sangshen named Yakiri Hasebe was sitting upright, and she was lying on the young man's lap with her pillow on his knee.

"Press, press, Mr. Qie..." Lu Qiaoqiao made an embarrassing voice. She struggled to get up, but when she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was extremely weak, and her body seemed to be hollowed out, with no strength left.

She couldn't help being dazed, and watched the young man let go of his fingers, and the petal he caught in his palm whirled with the wind, and then he stretched out his arms, grabbed the girl's shoulders, and gently lifted her up.

"Please forgive me," he moved gently, letting Lu Qiaoqiao lean against the huge tree, "Just now I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I let you lean against me without authorization."

"Your Majesty..."

In Lu Qiaoqiao's heart, countless questions accumulated, and she couldn't wait to ask the purple-eyed youth.

"This, here is?"

Pressing and cutting Hasebe raised his head, looking up at the endless tree crown like clouds above his head.

"Ah, here is the last shrine of purity."

He said gently: "Look, this tree is the natural elf that supports the entire capital of time."

Tree……

Is it a nature spirit?

A gust of wind came, and the petals swirled like rain. Lu Qiaoqiao stared at this magnificent scene. No matter what, she couldn't imagine such a beautiful creature being used for killing by Huai.

She thought of the sword that Huai held in Huai's hand at the last moment, which had not been dropped for a long time.

And those purple eyes staring at her through his body.

"Mr. Yaqie..." She couldn't help but said, "Then, that's you..."

"After I left the box, I already knew my whereabouts, so I took you..."

She got a smile.

Fu Sangshen named Yaki Hasebe, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, just outlining a very shallow arc.

In his purple eyes, Lu Qiaoqiao's figure was reflected.

"If possible," he raised his hand and gently brushed the fallen flowers from the girl's hair. Among the thousands of words, there was only one gentle sentence: "I hope you can call me... Hasebe."

Fu Sangshen's figure, like this fallen flower flying all over the sky, suddenly disintegrated and turned into thousands of light spots.

Gone.