[Comprehensive] Sawada Girls' Crossing Project

The short swords guarding the gods in the middle of the first two and the back each secretly turned their heads to look at the girl carrying the lantern. The charm covered the other's face, but the eldest brother had briefly described the appearance of the main hall under their entanglement. .

The pupils are warm brown, the brows are delicate, and they can even be regarded as ugly and ordinary compared to them.

"The main hall loves to laugh." At that time, the eldest brother tilted his head slightly, as if remembering something.

The silence in the corridor was quickly broken. Dark and narrow places are the most suitable battlefields for short knives. In the same way as the knives sent out by the god judges, most of the retrograde troops entrenched in Osaka Castle are short knives from top to bottom.

Perhaps it is because of the importance or not, the deeper the enemy is, the stronger the enemy's strength is, and the same low-level team gradually starts to get injured from one sword at a time with archers. Have a qualitative change.The torch in his hand didn't know when it was knocked to the ground, so it could only be illuminated by the golden flame in Chiyo's hand, reflecting the dancing hair, as if there was a golden river flowing in the air.

"Look at the main hall! There are so many small judgments!" Holding the golden dagger, he moved his hand under the eyelids excitedly, and got a pat from Sawada Chiyo.

It is the nature of the master of swords and swords, let alone those who are summoned and given human form to contract immediately. The loyalty attribute has been artificially exaggerated again and again, but the character of the master may not be able to match this loyalty.

As Sawada Chiyo, she has always been very clear that there are all kinds of human nature, and those who can be friends are not necessarily those who can be friends. Many times, they are just friends.

However, these fusangshen are good friends to her, but they can't be close friends, because what she really wants is not to stay, but to go home.

I held the hope that I might be able to go back one day, so I haven't collapsed yet, but the feeling of uneasiness is getting worse day by day, making me breathless.

"The main hall!" The exclamation exploded, and as the sound fell, the warm but not eye-catching yellow suddenly spread to the four directions centered on Chiyo Sawada, who returned to God, and bounced off the five tigers. Sword Men's Package.

"Go back to the city!" This was the first time they heard such a sharp and sharp voice from the main hall that was not familiar, but usually quiet and gentle as if it had no temper.

Maybe those indulgences are more because of the younger brother whom I haven't seen for a long time.

Yizhen, who was waiting while processing the documents, was taken aback by the state of the main hall. Serious injuries are already a common occurrence for swords. After all, they can return to the city. Swords are murder weapons, and they are just objects. The result that cannot be reversed is that at the end of the battle, if one either passes the test, or is forced to return to the city after being seriously injured.

"What's the matter?" He hurriedly stepped over the low table, Yiqi Yizhen took the girl who was half in his brother's arms, and asked the rest of them to go to the starting room.

The younger brother is very obedient, very obedient, and described everything that happened from the time they first entered the cave to the middle of returning to the city with the elder brother in detail, although it sounds very long-winded because it is too detailed.

"...sounds like a blood problem."

"Ni, is the main hall alright?" Little Dagger was worried.

"It's okay, wait for Yaoyan to take another look." Yiqi Yizhen touched his younger brother, and stood up holding the man who was no longer trembling so violently in his arms. "I'll send the main hall back to the room first."

"Cuowei, Gu Gu, you go and call Yaoyan."

"Yes, we're going!" The twins, holding hands, quickly ran away.

Since Honmaru's real restart, this is the first time Yizheng has stepped into the exclusive bedroom of the God Judge.

It was clean, maybe too clean, not like a normal girl's boudoir at all.

The bedding is neatly stacked in the corner, it is a solid dark blue color, there is only one coffee table with stacks of documents, the small new wardrobe seems to be unable to hold two or three pieces of clothing, and the bookcases occupying one wall are filled with judges. The necessary books for the gods, as well as a few books on the basis of spiritual power, except for the only locked drawer, the whole room is not a little popular.

It's as if the people living here are only staying temporarily, and they can leave immediately without taking anything.

She never regarded this place as her home, she was just a passer-by who broke in by chance.

He paused for a while, then gently put the person on the mat in front of the table, turned around and made the bed, and then carried him back to lie flat.The pillow under his hands was wet on one side and dry on the other, but he quietly exposed the dry side on top, as if the touch of his palm just now was an illusion.

A small turmoil caused by Sawada Chiyo's fear of blood soon passed, and Honmaru was calm as usual, except for being encouraged by a few words in the first issue to bring Chiyo all kinds of strange companions when he came back, there seemed to be nothing Variety.

Oh, if I have to say it, there is another moon in this pill.

"San Ri Yue Dian is drinking tea alone here again." The young man's voice was clean, the sun shone on his face through the gaps in the leaves, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of subtle tenderness.

Mikazuki Zongjin is known as the most beautiful blade, even in human form is worthy of this title.The exquisite face seemed to be a gift bestowed by the upper gods when she was born, and the bright yellow in the dark blue eyes was like two crescent moons reflected in the sea, which was too beautiful to behold.

Yizhen looked at the unknown Gu Ren in front of him, appreciating it just right, and everything else was unfamiliar.After all, the fire hundreds of years ago and the reforging completely destroyed the previous memory. Although he knew that they were colleagues, he didn't feel the slightest.The spirit-to-spirit friendship of Fusangshen is like that between people, based on memory.

The mist is hazy and the fragrance of tea is elegant. When the person with the crescent moon in his eyes looks back, he can only see the smile and familiar appreciation of the other party standing in the corridor, and nothing else.

Mikazuki Munechi was originally the second Mikazuki Munekin from a Honmaru that was already a full sword account. If there is anything special about that Honmaru, its God-inspector is only a few months earlier than Chiyo. Compared with the god-inspecting person with a unique style of painting, that person is simply heavenly, not only full of swords, but also has surplus from time to time.

Probably because the good and precious things are used too much, they don't take it seriously, so they hooked up with the shops in the gray area of ​​Wanwu to ship the precious swords that have not been summoned.If it's just up to this point, it's okay.

The sword that has not been awakened by the god judge is different from the sword that has been awakened. When the spirit is not awakened, the sword that is forged has only a shape, but no spirit. It is a flashy dead thing. It was completely different, it was sent by Fu Sangshen's respective master spirits, it was alive, it possessed the embryonic form of the seven emotions and six desires, and it also possessed divinity.

Even the last of the 800 million gods is not something humans can trample on at will.

Because of having too much and being lured by people with malicious intentions, the young god-inspector took the first step towards the abyss.The ubiquitous and not rare short knife bears the brunt and becomes a victim towards the end.

Different memories are the basis for forming a personality. The memories of Fusangshen's ghosts awakened by the spiritual power of the god judge are exactly the same at the beginning, because they are just ghosts with memories. Everything outside is a blank sheet of paper, and the examiner is a paintbrush that cannot be avoided by the outside world, leaving traces on it and filling in colors.

However, there is a limit to re-coloring. Thousands of years of memory have already laid the foundation for Fu Sangshen's general character. Coupled with the fetters that gradually overlap with memory, he is privately hailed as the easiest person to fall into the dark. After a while, he picked up his own body first.

Mikami Tsukimune's first job was to have his sword broken in the middle of the complete collapse of the God Judge's Honmaru.

With a fluke and a mentality of indifference, throwing the low-cultivation and seriously injured sword into the battlefield again to shatter it, the mistake that a novice god judge would make, was actually staged on a person who has been a god judge for more than a year.

Then, because he was awakened late, all the blades with dark aura in the Honmaru were seized, and only his blade was sent to this Honmaru, which has almost completed its one-year term. Weird Honmaru.

Three-day Yue Zongjin lowered his head and sipped the fresh tea made by Fu Sangshen in front of him. When he raised his eyes, he saw the dishonest Imaken lying on the opponent's back with a smile on his face and bright eyes.Unlike the oppressive and dark Honmaru, it is clean and clear, like a child who has not experienced much in the world, pampered and pampered, and grows up safely with norms.

Then he looked at Fu Sangshen, who looked like a young man in front of him, his warm golden eyes gently looked at the dagger behind him, and suddenly he saw another face with the same appearance, but with mixed black and gold pupils.

Those eyes were as cold as if they were covered with cold stones, and only when they looked at his younger brothers did the flashes of the past flash by, completely different from the pair in front of him.

All living things have the instinct to attract light, and Fusangshen who has a human body is no exception. When the shallow memory is wrapped in ice and it doesn't look like it used to, Sanri Yuezong looked at it closely, as if he had discovered some treasure worth exploring.

"Sanri Yuedian? What's wrong with you?" Yiqi Yizheng in front of him had warm golden eyes with a touch of alienation, worry, and tenderness that never faded.The dagger that was by his side disappeared at some point.

"Let the first period worry, the old man suddenly thought of something." The smile of the most beautiful Sanri Yue Zongjin was enough to make people's hearts twitch. "They are already colleagues, so respectful in the first phase really makes the old man worry."

The young man, who had never been through such battles, panicked and tried to explain his "habits" to others. Beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his stuttering words were gradually silenced under the gaze of a pair of crescent moons full of smiles. , and then the blush on the cheeks rose, quickly spread to the back of the neck, and the head gradually lowered.

"Hahaha, don't worry." As colleagues, we still have a lot of time.

"Yes, yes. Please give me your advice."

The author has something to say: Compared with the first issue, the character design of other swords and swords may seem one-sided. Sorry, because I only carefully studied the first issue of Yizheng because of the language.

Sorry for the late post, I will try my best not to have a second time.