Oda Nobunaga chooses the broken knife

By the time California Qingguang heard the bad sound and hurriedly changed into his inner suit, he could already see the lit candles in the distance.

Light yellow paper lanterns shine through the shoji door, casting a warm shadow. ——It didn't match the sound of someone being kicked on the colonnade half a minute ago.

He happened to plan to take advantage of the fact that his master was sleeping and wanted to dress himself up beautifully, so he estimated the distance from his room to the Japanese room, and his cheeks bulged like a toothache.

……what the hell.Isn't there the largest main hall in Honmaru?

So much fanfare, what happened? ?

The handsome young man couldn't help speeding up his pace, and even ran down the corridor rudely.

Because I heard the rumor that Yaken Toshiro is reliable, I buried the abnormality of the short sword in my heart, and let him take care of the master──

If, if, because of his own negligence, something happened to the master!

California Qingguang gritted his teeth, stood outside the paper door and took a short, deep breath, desperately enduring the eagerness to see the new God judge, knocked on the door and said quickly "I'm sorry!" Pull the paper door open!

In the unusually spacious and bright Japanese room, a girl with black hair and red eyes was sitting cross-legged on a rush cushion, frowning impatiently, raising her eyes to look over because she heard the urgent sound of the door opening.

The three new knives who joined Honmaru together today, as if they had never rested at all, were still wearing their battle uniforms, honestly - and obediently, kneeling in a row in front of the girl one by one.

On the surface, isn't it very docile and harmonious?

But is there a bruise on Hasebe's slightly sideways face? !

Moreover, the black air behind Zong San's left words seems to be about to explode!

Only Yaoken with a short knife seems to be in a strange mood! !

Da Dao, who had never encountered such a situation before, stammered, and when he met the girl's impatient gaze, he involuntarily lowered his head:

"Lord, master," he murmured, "I'm a little worried, just now, I don't know—"

"Don't call me master."

The new inquisitor waved his hand irritably.

She is obviously a young and cute girl, but she is sitting cross-legged like a man and calling herself a man.

The ego, domineering and arrogance emanating from the girl's bones made people subconsciously surrender and kneel down obediently.

She transcended gender and couldn't despise her just because of that beautiful face.

The girl snorted lightly, and the corners of her slightly raised mouth were full of sarcasm:

"Call me master, do you want to be polished and engraved by me, or do you want to be rewarded by me to a subordinate who is not a direct minister?" She glanced at Yaoyan with her head down, "or—" she He stretched out his voice, "Do you want to be buried in the sea of ​​fire with me?"

"——!!"

Press cut Hasebe suddenly raised his head.A simple "lord" chokes in the back of the throat.He opened his mouth dryly, unable to spit it out.

Years of resentment mixed with longing and inferiority complex.The cruel hero in front of him is his eternal disaster.He thought he could find a way to forget her, serve the new master wholeheartedly, and one day get his own reward.He waited for the impossible miracle.

The unresolved resentment was poured head-on by the phrase "saber".Like a fluffy white mist on a flame being showered with a handful of ice water.The obsession that could not be freed no matter what, was broken up by a light and ironic sarcasm like a joke.

...a redemption that has been waiting for hundreds of years.

What is this?

Hasebe couldn't speak, but the sword of the symbol of the world beside him interrupted softly.

Zong San Zuowen smiled silently, his pink forehead hair had been parted, revealing blue and green eyes.

"No matter how far it flies, the sword will always return to its master."

He sighed long.

"This is also... as a bird in a cage, I will definitely meet my fate."

As if taken for granted, Zong San raised his eyes, and confronted another pair of dark red ones provocatively:

"Right?" He said clearly and silently:

Owner.

"..."

The girl folded her arms and turned her eyes away in annoyance.

Is it true that all my sabers are of this type?Tsk.

Low air pressure and getting up gas, I don't know what to think of, the girl couldn't help pressing the center of her eyebrows.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai

Why did you agree to Gaia in the first place!Saying something like "Japan has reached a time of crisis that must be saved" and "Only you can save this country!" It is obviously because of this reason that she gave up the temptation to become a Buddha with Alan! !

result!But now she is in this so-called Honmaru, being crushed by the saber she used to have!

It's... so annoying! !

Where the hell is this bastard Gaia? ?

Just make a big fuss and have a lively celebration!

Honmaru or something, let it blow up to the sky!

In this way, there will always be a general who can talk about it, right? !

Oda Nobunaga let out a self-defeating snort, raised his hand and made a move to Yaoken:

"Come." She carefully looked at the dagger that had always been docile and kept silent, which saved her worry and effort, and did not cause such a headache, and felt that this was finally the first blessing she encountered when she came here.The corner of the girl's mouth curled up, it was a pure and pleasant smile without spikes: "Let me see you, Yaoken."

The dagger said in a low voice, "Yes, General", took two steps on his knees, and handed the main body up.

"Hmm." The girl pulled the dagger out of the shovel, and looked at Mingrui's blade under the candlelight.

The dim light reflected on the girl's eyebrows.The way she lowered her eyebrows and stared at something without hostility, she looked like an ordinary girl.

The swords immediately stopped all sound.California Qingguang stared blankly at everything.He always felt that he had vaguely figured out something, but he just couldn't be sure.He had no choice but to quietly kneel and sit on the cushion on the other side, secretly raising his eyes to see the expression of the judge. ——He wanted to act like a baby, but for some reason, he was a little afraid to walk over in this atmosphere. ...Let's talk about it first, okay?It doesn't mean to be afraid.

The cotton wick crackled in the lamp oil.The girl narrowed her eyes, waved it lightly, and finally smiled contentedly after hearing the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air.

"Okay." The girl said cheerfully, sheathing the sword neatly, "Only this matter, I'm quite satisfied,—I thought I'd leave Honnoji and never see you again, Yaken." She Frankly praised, "It's still as sharp as ever."

Nobunaga's favorite sword smiled modestly with his lips pursed.Toshiro Baodao, who is famous for being loyal to the Lord, responded softly, desperately adjusting his heartbeat that was too excited and too loud:

"It's really great to be liked by the general." Yao Yan said with a smile, "I, I never thought I could get such praise again."

Ever since that searing fire—

Just never again.

The girl with black hair and red pupils glanced at Yaoken thoughtfully, and because she thought of something, she tilted her head and pondered: "Well. Since Yaoken can be reforged, what about Xingguang? Do not move Xingguang? Get up, you should be by Alan's side. You were there half a day ago—"

"--wait wait wait!"

Press cut Hasebe finally found his voice.

He eagerly took a step forward without realizing it, and stared straight at the pair of displeased squinted eyes. When he spoke, he realized that his voice was as hoarse as if he had swallowed a mouthful of gravel:

"You...you mean," he said shyly, "Honnoji—you are not reincarnated, or, or—"

"Or something." The girl decisively interrupted his words—and delusions, shattering all the wonderful dreams about "unable to find the body of Oda Nobunaga" in history. "Originally, I was safe and sound waiting for the fire to burn. No matter how you say it, the loser must have the demeanor of the loser." She snorted coldly, "I was deceived by Gaia in the end. What did Japan wait for?" Save me, I want to fight again!" The girl tugged at the sleeves of her military uniform angrily:

"As a result, it's not just a so-called heroic spirit!"

Finally, the girl who was a little happier complained again, "I, I obviously don't believe in gods and demons - but I have become like this?" She looked at the knife suddenly with a dazed face, paused - and couldn't help it He glared at him, "I thought I couldn't do without a weapon, so I brought the saber Hasebu to the lower realm, -- who knew it was your real body! And put on a stupid face crying and laughing, who is it for!"

Hasebe subconsciously licked the corner of his broken mouth.Before, the heroic spirit with muscle strength B kicked up in military boots. This kind of strength was enough to make Da Dao recover from the sudden joy and sorrow.He didn't care about his injuries, and the girl's nonchalant voice was still circling in his brain.Zong San Zuo Wenwen sitting beside him sat up subconsciously, tightly pinching the sleeves with his fingers.And Yaoken held his own body, his posture was already stiff.Hasebe opened his mouth weakly, he wanted to say that you have experienced death just now?How did you choose this path!What heroic spirit, isn't this eternal reincarnation! !He didn't know how to speak, and the long-lost bitterness rushed straight into his chest——

"Ah, no, I'm sorry," California Qingguang tremblingly raised his hands and gestured in the air.

"Well, did I guess wrong?" Shi Shi asked frightenedly, very cute and frightened, and closed his eyes.

"Master's name, is...?"

And the judge smiled gloatingly.

The black-haired and red-eyed girl blinked one eye viciously. From the happy appearance of this simple prank, one can fully see the shadow of Master Ji, who caused everyone a headache when she was young:

"That's right."

The girl smiled proudly and proudly, and said a name that no one dared to say at one time:

"I am the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Oda Nobunaga."