[Comprehensive] Be a good person from now on

There is such a knife.

Known as the sword of the world, he claims to be a bird in a cage. He is good-looking, but his personality is distorted and gloomy. It is probably because he once wanted to fight but only as a symbol of the relationship that has never been able to fight. He has a weird s-type personality. He likes to think that he was once chased by the world. This matter is on the lips, a narcissistic madman from a certain angle; he is very gentle to his younger brother Xiao Ye, but unfortunately Zuo Wenwen's family seems to have problems except that Xiao Ye is a little angel...

Honmaru Sword Men is four-star difficulty in the strategy, so it is not recommended to be used as a marriage sword strategy.

With a snap, Yao Yan closed the "Must-have for God-inspectors!"Honmaru Sword Men's Personality Interpretation Encyclopedia: Allowing You to Raid Your Favorite Sword in the Shortest Time～", in front of Zong San who just came out of the forging room, he threw this book aside without hesitation.

Seeing this, the thin man with cherry-colored long hair slowly helped his wide sleeves, with a nonchalant expression. "You can't even see the master... It really doesn't matter if you get it."

"I made a mistake, it's not that the general doesn't see you, but it's not convenient to see you."

"It's not convenient to say anything, obviously you have given the task of understanding us to other knives, haven't you?"

Zong San pointed to the book thrown away by Yaoken.

The dagger boy in the inner suit frowned, nodded and said, "It's true that this book is not reliable, and it seems that the book with the highest recommendation rate by other god-inspectors is not the most worthy of reference... I need to pick one next time Only those who are more outstanding can be shown to the general." He waved his hand at Zongsan, "I will take you to see the general, her situation is very special, and I hope to meet you then, don't be too surprised, I came a little earlier than you If you know more about Ri, if you show any strange emotions... it will be very troublesome."

Zong San didn't change his expression, just nodded.

Yao Yan led the way, and met the illusory-looking California Qingguang head-on.

"Ah...is it a new sword?" He showed a holy smile as if he could see through the world of mortals and transcend the world in a second, nodded and watched Zongsan Zuowen enter the room.However, Yao Yan was startled by the expression on the face of the knife-wielding young man: "Clear the light? How do you clear the light?"

California Qingguang lightly placed his hand on Yaoken's shoulder.

"It's okay, I just made up for 'quantum mechanics' for a day...Ah, Yaoyan, let's ask the master to make up for the history corrector on the opposite side next time...Why do you think anyone has the leisure to correct history? It's so difficult, even if I give you the answer, I can't finish it..."

Originally going to act like a baby, but came back with a pile of homework, California Qingguang smiled and cried at a 45-degree angle to the sky.

Yaoken patted Dao on the shoulder hard. "So next time you remember that when the general is in high spirits, either go to the battlefield and let her face the opposite, or... stay away from her!"

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Zong San Zuowenwen was stunned after entering the room.

The room is too empty, and the only and most conspicuous thing is the huge, dark cage in the middle of the room—the God Inspector sitting safely in the cage has no intention of hiding the shackles on her hands and feet. She is wearing a soft and close-fitting suit. She is leaning on the soft cushion in her black robe, bending her legs, leisurely flipping through the books on her knees, that posture is not so much a prisoner, but rather a distinguished guest from somewhere; her white bare|naked feet It was placed casually on the cashmere carpet on the floor of the cage, revealing a piece of icy muscle and bones of the ankle, which made the shackles on the feet more dazzling and cold.

The woman had black hair and was dressed in black, and she was not adorned with any jewelry, but even so, the way she lazily raised her eyes with one hand on her cheeks was enough to be called a peerless evildoer who has brought disaster to the country.

... There is probably no color that suits her better than black in this world.Zong San thought.

"I heard, do you call yourself...'caged bird'?"

As soon as she spoke lightly, Zong San subconsciously stopped breathing.

Xia Chao put the book aside and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...Mocking yourself so much in front of me, are you mocking your own past, or mocking me in the cage now?"

Zong San walked up to her and knelt down in front of her without saying a word. He smiled, but his cold eyes of different colors showed the most gentle gaze in front of the new bird in the cage.

"Although I originally wanted to say something, but now I suddenly don't want to say anything." The cherry-haired man chuckled and shook his head: "To face such a lord...is really unexpected."

Is it a criminal?

Is it a precious collection?

Or some kind of beauty in the golden house carefully cared for by the princes and nobles.

To Zongsan, this doesn't actually mean much—because the instinct of the sword protector and the once heavy and twisted past, the desire to serve her, love her and protect her has already taken over the moment he saw the cage and chains. All the sanity in Zong Sanzuo's writing.

The absolute reversal of positions gave Zongsan Zuowen the wonderful taste of protector and possessor for the first time.

——I will do whatever it takes to protect you.

"Is this sympathy? The precious collections that were placed on the shelves in the past finally have the arrogance to be condescending and sympathetic to others." Xia Chao lazily hooked the corners of his mouth, more like a canary in a cage An arrogant and lazy cat with a flick of its tail.

"Arrogance? No, my lord, it's better to say that I'm very interested in you..."

Zong San smiled and shook his head. "The sword that symbolizes the world should serve the honorable little bird with rare beauty."

Xia Chao narrowed her eyes: "So it's the depression and malice of sympathy?...Ah, but it's a pity, I'm still so different from you——" She stood up slowly, with delicate and slender chains on her hands and feet There was a crisp crashing sound.

In the next second, Xia Chao tilted his head and crouched in front of Zongsan Zuowen with a smile.

Outside the cage, she easily got rid of all restraints and smiled at Zongsan.

"...That thing never bothered me."

Her powers, Schrödinger's cat - are everywhere and nowhere; she can be in a cage or out of chains.

Zong San raised his head, but the indulgent and gentle smile in his eyes deepened a bit.

"I'm not talking about the cages and shackles of that shape, my master;" he said softly, "After all, I still have the ability to judge your strength. These foreign objects are indeed powerful, but they have never been taken seriously by you. Isn't it? I knew it the moment I saw your eyes..."

"—Your eyes have the arrogance of a king... There is no prison in the world that can trap a real king.

Except, of course, that the king put chains on his heart for some reason. "

Zong San's thin fingers pointed at Xia Chao's heart.

"For some reason here, you have been locking yourself in a cage."

Xia Chao slowly suppressed the smile on his face, and looked at him expressionlessly.

The other party lowered his eyes obediently, allowing the Lord to look at him.

"...Pharmaceutical research!"

In the end, the woman in black robe just stood up, raised her voice and called the dagger in.

The short knife waiting outside the door opened the door.

"Yes, General."

"Change Zongsan Zuo's writing to my valet's sword." She coldly dropped such an order, folded her arms and looked back at the now empty cage.

"I have to say, I'm starting to have some interest in your swords now." She suddenly chuckled, turned and walked towards the forging room.

Zong San Zuowenwen slowly stood up behind her and followed her silently.

"I'm really good at serving the 'devil king'..." Qing Guang, who was leaning against the door, stared at Zong San's tall and thin back meaningfully.

"Even if the sword of the people of the world is out of the identity of the bird in the cage, they will subconsciously want to serve the king who is in charge of the world. Isn't this a very natural thing...and maybe I have the qualifications to be the emperor's favorite jester."

He looked up at Xia Chao's back, then lowered his head again.

...Besides, facing such a lord, even being a jester is a good idea, isn't it.