There's something wrong with my game

The road ahead was dimly lit, and Ryo Ueno got used to it before he understood.

There were closed doors on both sides, but the strange thing was that Karasuma didn't stop there.

Ueno Ryo hesitated a bit.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he smelled... a very faint smell in the air.

"what happened?"

Fei Yi stretched out his sword clearly, and handed him the guard on his body.

"If my lord is unwell, you can use this to cover it up a little bit," he said in a gentle and forceful voice, "I carry it with me for my father, and there is a scent of tea on the guard."

The faint, but not greasy fragrance of tea wafted out, faintly dispelling some indescribable smells.

It's the smell of blood.Karasuma flicked his cuffs with a calm expression.

These descendants of him have done something amazing.

"Do you still dare to send someone here?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ueno Ryo was taken aback.

"Sending someone again will have the same result," the slender Fu Sangshen leaned against the wall and said to himself, "There will be no change."

It's... Jinjian.

A long time ago, when Ueno Ryo promised to hang out with Honmaru's short swords, he met Imai.

Dao Jian with light hair had a bright smile on his face, and even his red eyes shone like jewels.

"My lord is so kind," he said, sitting next to the black-haired judge, with a brisk voice, "This game will be played today! I will win if I go head-to-head!"

At this moment, leaning against the wall of the confinement room, Fu Sangshen still had a cold, tired voice.

"You don't know what Sankaiyue did," Jinjian smiled strangely, "What gave you the courage, the current sword can also deal with it?"

Under the circumstances of self-preservation, he has fallen into the dark for so many years, and has been through the trial of God one after another in a daze.

This Honmaru, who was originally weak and no different from Wanwan Honmaru, has become the powerful one he is now.

Imaime thought of the black-haired god judge.

In all fairness, the opponent is not the strongest one, but also very ordinary.

But ah.

That god judge is the most suitable god judge for their own pills.

Thinking of this, Jinjian felt that the current politics that caused all this is really annoying.

"Aren't you still going?" Jin Jian raised his head, "Sankaiyue and the others, the rarer swords, are waiting for you behind."

"... Jinjian is not Shizheng, but me."

The black-haired boy was still a little green, and his voice sounded dry.

It was indeed the first time he had seen Jin Jian like this.Ryo Ueno realized belatedly that the short knives in his Honmaru were also very old knives.

There was silence in the room.

"…Lord?!"

Ryo Ueno stood outside, reached out and pushed the door of the confinement room, and it opened easily.

"No, wait, my lord—"

If Jinjian wanted to stop it again, it was already too late.

Those bastards of current politics, when will they even lock the door casually?

It was not as dark inside as it was outside, but there was at least one lamp, giving it light.

Fu Sangshen, who was chained in human form, leaned casually against the wall, almost drowned by the black air around him.

Ueno Ryo was taken aback, and walked over without much hesitation.

Diliu No. [-] followed at his feet, and quickly began to suck in the black mist that emanated.

It is detected that the black mist is harmful to the owner, allowing No. [-] to recycle and reuse

Ryo Ueno looked at this thing carefully, how did it feel the same as before...

During the heroic competition, the corrosive fog created by Wu Jianning is very similar?

He seemed to be grasping something vaguely, but the black mist had slowly dissipated, and the God Judge looked at his knife.

Jin Jian shrank in the black mist without saying a word.

The black mist slowly dissipated, and the sword Fusangshen hidden in it revealed his figure.

The first thing to be seen is the hideous bone spur.

Huge, interlaced bone spurs wound around Fu Sangshen's slender body, without blood, they just grew out naturally.

Imai bowed his head, his red eyes almost dripping blood.

He hates politics.So what if these people are killed, the Lord still saw this scene!

No one likes something that is not beautiful, and as swordsmen, they are very aware of the attractiveness of their appearance.

Such degenerate, dirty, covered with a layer of glamorous skin, no one would like them, no one would!

——It’s like, would there be a god judge who likes the time retrograde army?

No, right.

The final result of their dark fall is to become a monster like the time retrograde army.

Nobody likes monsters.

"...Is this caused by current affairs?" One hand carefully tried to touch the bone spur.

"My lord, don't touch it lightly," Karasuma grabbed the curious hand of the god judge, "it will corrode."

Ueno Ryo nodded half understanding.

He looked at Jin Jian as if he was very sad, even though he was very salty, he could still feel the sadness and depression in the air.

"Number one."

The little robot turned twice, understood the master's meaning, and quickly took out the things the master needed from the body.

The little short hand stretched out, raised it high with effort, and handed it to the lord.

There was a rustling sound.

Jin Jian didn't even bother to raise his head.

He felt that the bone spurs on his body had been touched and pinched again.

Bone spurs are also part of Fu Sangshen's body, so they will all have the reaction they should have.

"Wait, my lord!" This one has corrosive on it!

Jinjian raised his head, almost unable to care about his original mood.

"It's okay." The black-haired boy showed him the gloves on his hands calmly, "It's a small thing."

I have been engaged in technology all the year round, but I don't have much equipment.

If he didn't make out this kind of high-strength protective equipment, would he still let him go directly to repair No. [-]?

The glove was tightly attached to the skin, Ryo Ueno stroked it like a puppy, and withdrew his hand.

The corrosiveness is still terrible, and his gloves have been stained black, but overall it doesn't matter.

Karasuma watched quietly, and then said.

"Children, I brought the lord here, not for chatting," Dao Jian Fusangshen said coldly, "There are still many juniors to meet."

It was only at this time that Jinjian noticed that there was a knife beside the lord.

She has a delicate appearance and is about the same height as him. This face is... Xiao Karasuma?

"Number one."

The robot blinked its blue eyes, stretched out its round hand without hesitation, and crushed the chain.

Chains cannot bind Fusangshen.What can keep them safe, apart from the chains, dark fall, and other equipment.

But when he learned that Ryo Ueno was coming, Shizheng was very smart to withdraw all these.

The voices within Shizheng are also different, but at this time, if we don't find a savior, the whole Shizheng will be finished together.

"Can you still go?"

Jin Jian looked at him, "Master, aren't you afraid?"

"Fear?"

"We are dark fallen swords, not ordinary swords."

"Oh, ordinary swords are not as effective as yours."

"..."

"I'm not a fool," Ueno Ryo looked at him kindly, "It's not like I didn't know that you plotted against me at first, but this is something that a serious Honmaru can do?"

He has also read many forums, as well as fanfiction. Even if Honmaru is a genius, he loves his aunt very much.

"Didn't you say that we are just a cooperative relationship." Ryo Ueno hugged No. [-].

He said naturally, "Under the cooperative relationship, we are equal, and I don't care what you become."

For a straight-minded nerd who only loves paper people, he didn't think the appearance of the same sex would be so good.

Everyone is a man, and they have a straight man halo in everything they do. The only regret is that there are no girls in this pill.

You can't say this, if you really say it, the whole Honmaru will riot.

Ueno Ryo walked back to the corridor, looked at the closed doors on both sides, "There are so many... Just be rough."

He took out many gadgets from his pocket and stuffed them to No. [-], who also slid them over one by one knowingly and playfully.

Ryo Ueno took out his mobile phone, selected the call device, and connected to Bluetooth.

"Ahem, can you hear me?"

There was no sound in the deep corridor.

"...Master." Being hugged from behind, the black-haired boy turned his head sideways.What I saw was the small dagger that had returned to normal.

Jin Jian raised his head and smiled brightly, "As expected, I am a sword that only exists for you, Lord!"

"...You shouldn't exist for me, you should exist to be a useful knife for society."

Ryo Ueno touched its head, and continued, "I'm here to pick you up, don't hide, I see the bone spurs on your body."

Although I don't understand why the group of knives care so much about appearance, but he will definitely be unhappy if his appearance is disfigured.

"Can't it be repaired? Don't think too much about it," the black-haired judge waved his hand, "Go home first, and we'll talk about it when we get home."

There was movement in the corridor one after another.

I used amplifying equipment first, and then it was much easier to find one by one.

What made the black-haired boy a little embarrassed was that he was embraced by almost all the swords.

Two pairs of gloves have already been scrapped, and if he keeps going on, the last pair he spent a lot of money on will also be scrapped.

"Woo woo lord..." Wu Hutui tried hard to hold back his tears, which did not match the hideous bone spurs behind him.

…never mind.If it is abolished, it will be abolished, how can he care about it?

Knowing that these swordsmen were older than him, the judge still coaxed the little dagger connivingly.

With so many swords, they can't take them all with them. Ryo Ueno tried it, and advised them to go back to Honmaru to rest first, and he will go back later.

"I promise, I'll go back after I pick you up, and I won't run around."

"Really not?" Ranto Shiro hugged the lord's waist, refusing to let go.

"Really not."

Looking at the environment here, one can tell that the swordsmen will not have a good life.

Ueno Ryo would not be so talkative on weekdays, but he has been in Konoha for so long, and he also misses the care of the swords....

"Let me see...huh? No more?"

At the end of the corridor is a wall.

But in the case of his full sword account, Sankaiyue and Tsurumaru were never found.

Karasuma stayed by his side all the time, and only wanted to say something when he heard the black-haired boy talking to himself.

"I see."

Ryo Ueno bent down and clicked twice on the virtual screen of No. [-].

"No. [-], cut here," he pointed to the wall in front of him, "Don't hurt the back, just do it directly."

Follow the Lord's orders.