[Sword Ranbu+K] Where the Blade Goes

Judge the gods, listen to their oracles, and distinguish their good from evil.

You are the preserver of history and the promoter of history.

May you stick to your heart and never forget it.

——From now on, you are [God Judge]

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"The short-sword mobile unit in front is here to report that the enemy's base camp has been found, the main hall, please give me instructions."

The night was low, and under the starry sky was a team of several people hiding in the night. The only woman among them had smooth black hair that reached to her buttocks, and her black eyes were dark, unable to see her thoughts.

Her name is Zhu Dai, and she is a god-inspector.

"The main hall?" The man standing beside her called out again after a long wait for an answer.

Suyo slowly raised his gaze, scanning the situation of the team around him.

(Two of Wakizawa were slightly injured, one was slandered by a short knife, and the three were not injured.)

(The knife is still hanging firmly on the body.)

This is not the first time they have fought in this era of this timeline. The swords around them have already figured out the terrain, and the enemies are not difficult types. In theory, there is no reason to retreat here.

(…but why? This sense of unease.)

She turned her eyes to the enemy formation that became more blurred in the increasingly dense night. The gentle terrain and towering pavilions stood coldly in the moonlight, as if they were quietly It waits patiently for the prey to walk in by itself, and then devours it.

"...Thick." After a moment of silence, she called out the name of the team leader's dagger, "How is the investigation ahead?"

"General Bing, on the opposite side there is one short sword, two menacing men, two spears, and one big sword, forming a square formation."

The calm young man named Hou came back like this, and after hesitating for a while, the fighting nature in the sword's bones prevailed. He fought all the way in, and there were many injuries. The smell of rust in the air made it harder for the boiling blood to cool down: "General, I think with our current form, we can win."

Zhudai raised his hand against his chin, and the wide white sleeves slid down, revealing a white and slender forearm—it didn't look like the hand a woman should have when going to battle to kill the enemy.

"Indeed, with this configuration, you can win."

She was still looking into the distance, with a calm and emotionless expression. The battlefield is not a place where you can act emotionally. That is to say, it is not enough to feel that you can win.

"But everyone, we have been to this era so many times, has this happened on the other side?"

Hearing what she said, the remaining six people looked at her one after another, and the two wakizashi closest to her glanced at each other. Finally, the bone-headed Toshiro who looked calmer said, "You mean..."

The evening wind is hunting, and the bright moon is hanging high.

The enemy camp is hidden among the towers in the city, waiting quietly with their bloody mouths open.

"retreat."

She dropped these two words and turned around.

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"Master~jun!"

As soon as the gate of Honmaru was opened, Ranto Shiro with long orange hair bounced out to greet him. He was on duty at the stables today, and he was closest to the outside of Honmaru, so he spotted the returning troops at the first time.

Zhudai took two steps back to withstand the pounce of the dagger. Even if it seemed to be less than 1.5 meters, Fu Sangshen's weight cannot be calculated at the same density as a human being: "Well, we are back."

Accustomed to the gentle and tolerant temperament of his own God judge outside the battlefield, he lingered on her willfully for a while before turning his head and shouting into the room: "The lord and the troops who came out of the battle are back!"

As soon as this remark came out, the news that the judge had returned spread all over Honmaru, and Honmaru, who had been silent from the outside just now, instantly became active, and Tsuyoshi comforted the nagging dagger thrown at Honmaru (they were extraordinarily energetic at night) , while ordering the injured sword to go into the room to repair it, he had to deal with the servants who came out of the room, how did Candlestick Kiri Guangzhong's [-] people come out of the battle?Ye Zhan is the world of waki daggers, and as a tachi, he usually can't follow out, so every time he comes back from Ye Zhan, he is extremely nervous.

But fortunately, the atmosphere inside the Honmaru can be changed according to the will of the god judge, and as the last line of defense, it can ensure that all swords can exert their due strength.

Half an hour later, Tsuyoshi finished dealing with most of Touken's greetings, returned to the studio to finish writing the battle report, locked the door, and walked along the long Japanese-style corridor to his room.

then.

"—I found two old people who didn't sleep well."

She said it jokingly.

Under the corridor under the moonlight all over the place, sitting impressively are the two oldest Fusangshen in Honmaru, Mikazuki Munekin and Omaru of Taidao.

As gods who have lived for thousands of years, both of them have the demeanor of a god who does not change their faces when Mount Tai collapses in front of them. At this moment, they were caught by the late-returning god judges and held a tea party here in violation of the curfew. There is no panic color.

"Haha, the little girl is done too. Do you want to join our tea party?" San Riyue said, turning her body sideways, leaving a seat between herself and Ying Wan.

Instead, like this, he calmly planned to invite the judges to violate the curfew together.

Zhudai can't laugh or cry, compared with the short swords, Taidao with an adult appearance is also on a higher level mentally, and even she herself is brought into their pace from time to time.

"Then, excuse me."

According to her usual habits, she would definitely be indifferent to this kind of behavior that took the lead in violating the rules, but perhaps it was because of the ominous premonition on the battlefield today, Zhuyo felt that even if she went back to lie down, it would be difficult for her to fall asleep smoothly, so she simply let it out in Mikazuki Sit down.

This uncharacteristic behavior made Yingmaru look slightly sideways: "What happened?"

"It's better to say what happened...or to say, it feels like something is going to happen..."

Zhudai seemed a little hesitant. In front of most swords, she was a reliable general or main hall. However, there was no need to hide around these two swords who could crush people to death just because of their age.

Rather, if these two swords are human beings, they must be more suitable candidates for the God Judge than she herself.

(However, being Taidao meant that they could not personally understand the abnormality of that battlefield.)

Zhudai took the tea from Yingwan, thanked him in a low voice, and smiled again: "However, there will always be a way, I still have the gentlemen by my side."

"Yeah." Sanriyue patted her on the head like a kind elder from somewhere, "It's okay for the little girl."

"Sankaiyue, you dote on her too much." Yingwan commented, "If you always muddle along like this, sooner or later you will end up in the same end as those."

Those, referring to nothing more than the underworld judges, although the reasons for each underworld are different, but without exception, the end is very tragic.Yingmaru is Zhudai's first sword, and naturally shoulders the task of teaching the gods. Compared with the tolerant Mikazuki who doesn't care about anything, sometimes he can't help but be stricter.

To be honest, although the relationship between the master and the slave is on the surface, in fact, Zhudai respects him as a teacher.

"I know……"

Tsuyoshi weakly used the tone of begging for mercy when he was a child, which attracted Yingmaru's unmoved glance, and his momentum was a little bit lower, and he quickly started another topic: "The letter sent by the government this morning. Look, it is said that the new King of Order in this timeline has already taken office, and we are also order maintainers, we need to get in touch, it would be better to say hello."

It's not a big deal, but it can divert Ying Wan's attention to some extent.

because.

"Hmm..." Sanriyue swallowed a sip of tea slowly, turned the teacup in his hand twice before continuing, "Okay, let's go together, anyway, I don't need to go out for the next two days."

As the most famous sword in Honmaru, he has long been used to appearing as Tsuyoshi's valet on all occasions that need to show the power of a god judge. At this moment, he just recalled his schedule and made a decision.

Instead, Zhudai waved his hand: "No, no, Sankayue's words are still in Honmaru, and it's not for a fight. It's just a visit to the friendly army in the future. If I take you out, it's easy to be mistaken for a threat."

As she spoke, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Ying Wan who looked calm, as if what happened right now had nothing to do with him.

"The same is true for Yingmaru, there are no shifts for the past two days, right?"

Knowing the motivation behind such a blunt topic change, Umaru sighed lightly and put down the tea set in his hand.

"I see."

(Because, Yingmaru is my sword.)

(The most concerned thing is indeed my safety.)

Tsuyoshi raised the corners of his mouth reservedly and complacently, if there is anything that can counteract the danger of being lost in the torrent of time in so many years of his career as a god judge.

——The swords in this Honmaru are undoubtedly the biggest reason.

Just as she was thinking this way, as if by coincidence, the blue Fusangshin named Sankayue beside her, with crescent stripes in her pupils, let out a very happy-sounding laugh.

"Hahaha, it's so good, so good."

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, this is Ah Jiu ww who is addicted to swords and cannot extricate himself

Opened a sword + K article, because I really want to know what will happen if the green group and the sword fight www

If there is no accident, the male protagonist will be the head of the room w

Well, let's do this first