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Even Mikka Tsukimune was slightly stagnant after hearing Ueno Ryo's reason.

After a while, Fu Sangshen, who looked like a human being, laughed, half of his face was hidden in the black mist.

"That's fine, my lord."

Fu Sangshen's tone was extremely calm, "The lord does not need to take any responsibility, and we are not the ones who need the lord to be responsible."

They are nothing but the lord's knives, and whether the lord admits it or not, that's all they can hold on to.

However, it may be difficult to even talk about this qualification, if the lord does not want it.

Ueno Ryo didn't notice the twists and turns of Honmaru's swords.

He played a few games with Sanriyue Zongjin, but he always felt that he was not resting and uncomfortable, so he still lay on the bed and prepared to sleep.

"Thinking about going to school when I open my eyes," Ueno Ryo sighed, "What a bad day."

He had doubts about coming to this hommaru before, but now he doesn't think so.

Compared to opening his eyes and going to school to study and being surrounded by people in the classroom...he might as well seek peace here at Honmaru.

Ever since someone took pictures of him and California at the cultural festival, Ueno Ryo found that his peaceful campus life was forced to turn around.

"When you walk on the road, there will be students who take the initiative to say hello, and when you go to the classroom, you will receive an envelope in the cabinet."

Staring at the ceiling, Ueno Ryo murmured, "I really don't think this is the treatment I should enjoy, ah, and they asked me about Kiyomitsu."

Although it is very dangerous to fall into the dark, the human beings in this world are not aware of it.

Converging their broken natures and pretending to be pleasing, these fusang gods definitely have an advantage among human beings.

"Will the lord be troubled by this?"

"Of course, I never thought about it..."

I will also receive a confession letter from a girl or something.

Perhaps it was because of Xianyu's outstanding performance in the cultural festival that he finally had this kind of encounter.

"Go to bed first," Ueno Ryo exhaled, "I'll use the instrument to test your dark fall tomorrow."

Because he was using the "black mist" of the dark fall very early, Ryo Ueno stumbled into this area and studied it deeply.

After he gave some information to the Silver King, the other party was also very interested in this power, restarted the laboratory, and planned to toss in it.

"I mainly want to help you," Izanashe scratched his head, "Anyway, you are also my clan."

The relationship between the king and the clan is quite delicate, not to mention the silver king, he only has three clans in total.

It can be regarded as the clan of every king, but it is actually equivalent to the weakest existence in every clan of kings.

Habitually lying on his side and curled up, Ueno Ryo's breathing quickly evened out.

Fu Sangshen, who stood quietly by the side, waited quietly for a while before getting up.

"Sanri Moon Palace, as today's valet, but slipped out in the middle of the night, do you want to enjoy the moon?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga jumped down from the tree, his white clothes spotless.

That spot of blood streaked across the depths of his eyes, as if it had never appeared before.His degree of dark fall is indeed only slightly lighter than that of Sanriyue.

Fu Sangshen was dressed in unlined clothing and looked up at him with a gentle smile.

Mikazuki Zongjin's tone was calm, "If the dark fall is difficult to contain, Tsurumaru Temple, we need to think of more ways."

Sanri Yuezong could see that their lord was actually very dependent on Honmaru.

This dependence is something they have cultivated, and of course, they need to solve and deal with this problem.

They are not qualified to make demands on the God-inspector, including asking him to certify this Honmaru.

"If you want to talk about why... probably the lord is young and needs to be well protected."

The swords in Honmaru have all done wrong things, and they all know it well.There is no need to use the dark fall as an excuse or the mental state as a reason, that is an established fact.

The sovereign does have the power to re-elect.

"Don't be kidding," Tsurumaru Kuninaga shook his head, "You should know that there is no such thing as a Honmaru with a full sword account."

The government of the time has undergone several twists and turns, and although it has stabilized now, there are not many judges in its hands.

The aristocratic family was kidnapped by their lord last time, and there was a lot of silence. Now they don't have much power to mobilize.

"And, it's not necessarily so bad."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga sat down next to him, and said with a little comfort, "I think the Lord is also very promising, he can do this."

Anqiu Fusangshen used to have a weak friendship with colleagues, but now it is slowly, like a normal Honmaru.

"Hahaha, that's right, the old man has lived long enough."

Mikazuki Zongjin said with a smile, "However, Tsurumaru Palace guarding here late at night is actually worried about the lord and himself, right?"

He didn't sleep late at night, but stayed outside the master's room instead.

"Is there?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed frivolously, "Since you are sitting here admiring the moon, then I will serve as today's valet, and it is past midnight."

The crane in white turned over and stood up neatly, and slipped into the room before Sanriyue could speak.

Three days later, Ryo Ueno got the results of the first phase of the experiment from Sankayue.

"It should be that the separation method is wrong and the effect is not enough," he touched his chin, "I will improve it again, and the molecular substances inside have been proven to be effective."

Since when did the technical geek have to deal with this? He is better at technology.

To a large extent, he relied on No. [-] to fiddle with these things, using technology to perform simulation calculations, and reluctantly doing experiments.

Fortunately, the Touken Fusangshen have swords as their bodies, and Ueno Ryo's tossing is still much different than treating people.

"Is that so?" Sanri Yuezong gathered his clothes and said with a smile, "Then I still need to bother the lord more before my health gets better."

The darkness deepened day by day, and the burning feeling of Sanri Yuezong was getting deeper and deeper.

Although this Sword Fusangshen basically didn't talk about it, all the Swords Fusangshen knew it well.

"Wait," Candlestick couldn't help but say, "Three Sun Moon Palace, the dark fall is not a temporary thing, the Lord also needs to rest well..."

Sanri Yuezong looked closely at their lord, and said with a smile, "Did you disturb the lord?"

"Ah, not at all." Ryo Ueno shook his head without noticing the vague atmosphere of confrontation, "If you are not feeling well, I can also be used as a tranquilizer."

"Is there such a good thing?" Ranto Shiro puffed his mouth, "I also want to be hugged by the master to sleep!"

Taking advantage of the dark state, this one of the most beautiful five swords in the world is not less close to the lord.

The swords in Honmaru all saw it, and even collectively thought that they had guarded against the wrong target before——

Sanriyue Hall is more vigilant than Crane Maru Hall!

Tossing about these things, Ryo Ueno came back from school and was a little dazed when his mother stopped him.

Whether it is treating the swordsmen, or he has just accepted the devastation of the midterm exam, the dead house is very tired.

Akashi-kun will definitely check his grades this time strictly, after all, he will be entering the third year of high school soon...

It is also a real decisive year. After this year is over, there will be a difference in the university you enter.

"Xiaoliang," Ueno Keiko called him, "I'm going to the reception with your father this weekend, and you will come with us, okay?"

There are many social gatherings like this in the Ueno family, but they never call Ueno Ryo together.

The leisurely and happy daily life of the dead house is the first. Most of the entertainment at home is attended by parents, and Ryo Ueno rarely participates.

"Ah, no problem." Ueno Ryo caught a glimpse of his mother's expression and paused, "This time... will people from my family also go?"

Ueno Keiko tried her best to speak naturally, but there was unconcealable worry in her expression.

Hearing her son's words, she paused, and then said, "I'll go and have a look. My uncle is also very concerned about your situation."

Although Ueno is also an aristocratic family, what is different is their unique behavior of raising children.

In fact, the main family is not very satisfied with the only heir Ueno Ryo.

From the beginning, it was salted fish, dead house, and the results were not outstanding. It seemed that there was no place worth cultivating.

"It's nothing serious," Ueno Keiko smiled, "This time Akashi-kun and the Atobe family are all here. I remember that you have a good relationship with them."

Hearing Akashi-kun's name, Ueno Ryo breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, I will be with Akashi-kun and the others."

He noticed something from his mother's worried attitude, and he didn't know what to say.

After all, a little crooked skill is a little crooked, and he is indeed not qualified enough to inherit the family business.

If it wasn't for this, there wouldn't be an embarrassing situation where everyone around me was big bosses, but I seemed out of place.

Ueno Ryo would not refuse to promise her mother Ueno Keiko.

Before the weekend, he also finalized the series linkage of the "k" world with Shizheng through Honosuke.

Kings, clan members, and a series of new characters can all land one after another!