Oda Nobunaga chooses the broken knife

Da Dao, who had been stripped of his body, looked up aggrieved.His pale golden hair was hanging down softly, and he was pinched by the devil just like that, so he had to dodge his eyes and look around for help.

"It doesn't matter if you unplug it," Yamabachi mumbled drunkenly, "Anyway, I'm an imitation, so it doesn't matter..."

And the Demon King snorted lightly.

"It seems that you didn't remember what I said," Oda Nobunaga exerted force with his hands, even pulling the young man's head up, frowning because of the pain, and lifted his upper body slightly.She bent down gently, but her tone was far from gentle, "I've said it - as long as I admit it, it is a sword that is unparalleled in the world, and there will never be any imitations."

She smacked her tongue, let go of her strength, and sat back on the ground in embarrassment, her blue eyes involuntarily becoming moist because of the words and actions of the Sixth Heaven Demon King.

"Generally speaking, with a character like yours, I can't help being bullied. With such an aggrieved face, what do you expect? Well? Want the recognition of the world? Raise your Knife! For the person who insulted you, let him pay with his life-!" Oda Nobunaga sneered, "Now, it seems that you have to prove to me that you still have the right to be bullied."

The girl in military uniform smiled briefly, waved her hand casually, turned and left.

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

Yamabagiri, who had sobered up from the shock, turned pale with fright.He bit his lip subconsciously, because there was no shelter, because of the judge, because of Oda Nobunaga's ridicule, he desperately wanted to find a corner to hide.

He didn't.He did not dare to do so.Yamabagiri suddenly realized that his habitual inferiority complex had already caused the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven to dislike him, which almost made him shudder, regretting that he wanted to go back a few minutes ago and let that stupid self jump into the knife solution pool.He looked around tremblingly, his gaze froze from Horikawa, who was also panicked, to Yaken Toshiro, who was more talkative.

Yamabuchi himself didn't know that the expression of the little milk dog he showed at this time, which seemed to be wet by rain, was pitiful and begging, and he wanted to go forward but dared not take a step. If Oda Nobunaga hadn't walked away And seeing it, maybe he doesn't need to prove any "qualifications" anymore.

Yaken blinked.He sighed to this new colleague in his heart, but he didn't apologize for his domineering and evil master.He knew that this was also a test for Oda Nobunaga, she always had many wild and unconstrained ideas to satisfy her desire for monopoly.He is not qualified to say that there is anything wrong with Mr. Nobunaga, but...well, how should I put it, branding, polishing, collecting, and gifting are proofs of love, and at the same time, it is also an indelible pain. It is a long-term, slow pain. , hopeless torment.

These swords, they both love Oda Nobunaga, and sometimes hate her unavoidably.He hated her for being extremely cruel, she would abandon everything for the sake of the world, hated her for being too fraternal and selfish.Oda Nobunaga is the overlord of the whole world. Every second, the girl's eyes stay on the saber at her waist. They tell themselves to remember the cruelty of this totalitarian, but they can't help but tremble in submission.

...So, what else can I do.

This is the case in life, and as Fusangshen, who was endowed with a human body, can only show up in this way.

Then give up.Oda Nobunaga, her charm is simply magical, more like a fire that cannot enter six days than Huihong's sunshine.Whether you like it or not, as long as you have seen her, there will always be an arrogant and comfortable girl on your retina, which cannot be erased by cutting with the tip of a knife.

Therefore, they are almost unwilling to stop practicing levels.Oda Nobunaga is only interested in unconquered maps, so he secretly leveled up, so that every time Nobunaga showed his inclination to fight, he could bring victory back to the lord.They carefully maintained the level gap, so as to follow Nobunaga's instructions, when to leave a suitable map for the low-level swords, and when to encounter violations at the king's point.Swordsmen also pay attention to their mood and fatigue state, and if necessary, go back to picture 1 to brush floating flowers, or when seeing Nobunaga, don’t be too exaggerated and win a girl’s half-smile glance.And most importantly——

One part of the swords really, really, really wants to get in and out of the house, and the other part of the swords, unwilling to admit to being jealous, is desperately trying to stop them.

……

There is nothing to say about this.

Everyone who eavesdropped on cutting Hasebe's sword outside the operating room probably had a say in it.

"I, I also want Mr. Nobunaga to help me get it in! It must be very comfortable." This is an ignorant dagger.

"Oh, everyone helps each other and even defends each other against attacks. It's a very harmonious Honmaru." This is a new sword who doesn't know anything.

"Huh? Yes, I also want Mr. Nobunaga to touch me. From the body of my blade, hold my small handle with a little force. My Xiaoxu is still on the scabbard. The master did not put it Take it off, because she likes to see me wearing it..." This, this is the erotic/erotic high school student who was dragged into the hand room by the Oda group swordsman, and couldn't even attend the dinner party tonight... Ah no, smiling face Qingjiang.

... Maybe this is also the reason why Oda Nobunaga's Honmaru has not been seriously injured, and even lacks a real sword to kill. (Some people are very sorry about this).

From an outsider's point of view, this must be a very stable Honmaru.

The swordsmen brushed the map conscientiously, practiced the level automatically and consciously, lined up to rub the knife and equip themselves, and took turns in Ma Dangfan, Hata Dangfan, and hand cooperation.The rotation of the chef is occupied by a few skilled swordsmen, who almost have to mark a "kitchen forbidden area" outside the kitchen. , carefully cooking the feast presented to the lord.

And the examiner hardly has to do anything.Oda Nobunaga just hangs around in the Honmaru, catching a little tiger, and sometimes Urashima's little turtle——she doesn't show much interest in the Lion King's Nue, in such a subtle way It's very similar to what girls do!It's such a cute contrast like cheating!Many swords have complained quietly, of course not the kind that complained sincerely.

She just does whatever she wants, with a body made of magic power, looking at the world leisurely and with ease.No sword knows what Oda Nobunaga was thinking, when he was staring at the void, when he was staring at the door of Wanwu, but never walked in, what was the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven thinking?

In other rare moments, Oda Nobunaga will show that ironic, cruel smile, with a little disdain, and more anger at being played, but it is fleeting.This flame is cold, but it can burn human bones to ashes.These moments are rare. For the first time, she watched the formation of the sword in the king's spot, absorbing the enemy's sword and turning it into a bone. The second time was when Oda Nobunaga met with a third-party force. With this motionless light.

The swords don't know what the master of the world is planning.They just entrusted their hearts with their lives until the sword was broken and their lives ended.

This kind of courage is really commendable, this kind of fearlessness, loyalty and determination, er, audacity...

"Yo, Tsurumaru." The Demon King of the Sixth Heaven smiled lightly, resting his right hand on the door frame. "Sneaked out halfway through the dinner, trying to steal something from the forge?"

The girl with black hair and red pupils smiled against the moonlight, revealing her strong white teeth.

"..." Tsurumaru Kuniyong looked back tremblingly.

The forge in this Japanese room is not lit, it is only used to place the swords that were picked up from the battlefield and have not had time to infuse the spirit... the awakening of magic power, as well as various resources.The shoji door was suddenly pulled open, and the prank-loving Heian Chaodao had nowhere to hide, so he could only maintain a motion of bending over to protect his stomach, and froze.

Oda Nobunaga still smiled, "Why, Tsurumaru," she called out the name of the Sihuadachi affectionately, "I picked up this sword in advance, because I want me to throw it into the sword pool ,Yeah?"

"...No, Nobunaga-kun," Tsurumaru said dryly, feeling ashamed, "I just, just, want to tell Kiribo in advance to ask him not to, uh, don't let You're angry, that's all. Really."

So Oda Nobunaga gave a meaningful "oh".

"So, this is the Daikurigara who was 'brought by Masamune to cut edamame'?" The girl smiled happily, her eyes were a shimmering scarlet under the moonlight, unblinking, "Then , it's time for me to brand him an inscription, what do you think?"

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……not so good.

Crane Maru, died.

-June 2017, 5

Crane ball, the Date team is going to be killed by you hahhhh

Great, I finally passed the exam and got an offer from the school I want... Ah, so my exam marathon is still one day away! (weep)

Okay, thank you all for remembering that I didn't block me, I'm still a lively author!Recently, I plan to give priority to Mr. Nobunaga's side, more than thumb!It won't be too long. This is a half-length short story. 233. And first I would like to ask if you still have the willingness to start a personal blog?Just, just ask first, okay?If there is a special episode, it will be released on the webpage, so don't worry about this w