I had to save the world to support my family

Novia tugged on Fox's tail, forcing it to give up the crazy idea of ​​getting into the backpack to take a look.Mao Qiu stood on her shoulders, eagerly stretching out her paws to pull the backpack strap from time to time: "It's amazing, you are really good!"

"That's ridiculous." She blocked the rest of her exclamation with an unchanging calm reply, tapped her temples and recalled the shopping list, "tea is the last item...then it's over, let's go back."

"It's over?!" Honosuke yelled in disbelief, "Purchase, purchase! You just bought a lot of instant noodles and bread?! You didn't even buy a hot water bottle, how can you eat instant noodles when you go back? !"

Even in the noisy market, the sharp voice of the little fox is too loud.Novia received several sympathetic and astonished stares, and silently raised her hand to cover her forehead.

……enough.

She ignored Foxosuke who was bouncing on her shoulders in protest, and walked towards the red torii gate at the door of Wanwu.

Realizing that he had been ignored, the little fox lay down limply, even his fluffy ears drooped limply.Novia sighed from the bottom of her heart, raised her right hand and patted it soothingly on the forehead.

"Let's continue. 'Na Zhensanri Yue Zongjin', what's wrong?"

Thinking of this incident suddenly, Foxnosuke's tail stood up high as if he had received some signal, and he swayed excitedly between the shoulders and necks of the god judge.

"Ah, that and that! Because he wasn't the sword you forged, but the sword that was returned to Shizheng by your original judge!"

She hummed casually.

"'Not getting along', right? That's what the guy from Shizheng said..."

"It's not that easy!" The little fox became even more anxious, and the white hairs on his back stood up, but he didn't know how to convey the seriousness of the matter to the big-hearted and nervous judge, so he simply said sharply. My throat screamed.

"When the sword is first forged, it will swear loyalty to the god judge. Although the nature loves humans, once it is changed hands, this trust is bound to be destroyed."

"If his practice level is low, and he hasn't been with the original master for a long time, maybe there is still a possibility of cultivating a relationship... But the three-day moon is full-level this time!"

Novia listened quietly, and then found a chance to interject.

"Does this mean that his original judge relied heavily on him?"

Knowing what she meant, "Maybe this sword still retains a heart of trust", Fox hesitated for a while, but still made a difficult decision to tell her the truth.

"Actually, the Sword Fusangshin that was returned to the Government of Time will almost be completely destroyed."

"Uh-huh?"

"Senior god judges should know it well," it added in a low voice, "and so do the swords."

The tall red torii is already close at hand.Novia stopped in the shadow cast, and looked back at the dimly lit market center, filled with laughter.

"Why... after using him, did you abandon him?"

Knowing that the focus of the conversation had gone off track, the little fox with his neck curled up tried his best to answer this question.

"If the god judge said 'it doesn't fit', it may have happened to this Zhensankaiyue before. If you forge a brand new Tongzhen, of course it is better to be a new one."

Unlucky guy.

Novia rubbed the back of her right hand through a layer of gloves, with a mocking smile on her lips.

"...There are masters who are worse than me."

Although the voice was so subtle that he was talking to himself, Honosuke still caught it with his big sensitive ears while standing on the shoulder of the judge, and then he began to frowned and retorted: "No! Oh no, I mean You are the one who will become a very good judge! Don't compare yourself with that kind of person!"

"No?" She deliberately repeated the little fox's slip of the tongue, and watched it scratching its ears and cheeks anxiously, and then added the next sentence full of fun, "Okay, let me just take it as you are praising me."

Fox's help was a little quieter.She paused, and then continued, "Don't worry too much about Sanriyue's affairs."

"Ah?! You have said so much just now, but you—"

Novia lifted the hair ball from her shoulders, wrapped her arms around it and hugged it in her arms.

Fox's voice faltered suddenly.

The appraiser patted its back with the palm of its hand extremely skillfully, like soothing a crying child.The emerald green eyes stared intently at the little fox, and the black eyelashes like crow feathers fluttered twice in the wind.

She said in a soft and brisk voice, "It's all right."

"It's really nice to be cared about so much. Thank you." She showed a soft smile that flickered like dew, and repeated, "But it's okay, it's okay."

"Ah..." Fox Nosuke rubbed her shoulder twice dizzily, "Really, really?"

The jewel-like green eyes flickered where it couldn't see, but the master's reply was still soft and steady: "Yes. I'm a trustworthy examiner."

The right hand clenched involuntarily.Even through the gloves, the palm was still stabbed severely by the nails.

Again.

Relying on rhetoric to deceive trust and win protection, but in the end nothing can be done.

I am indeed the worst lord... the worst Master.

What do you think, Matthew?

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She returned to Honmaru alone.

Foxnosuke, who went out together, sighed and ran away after knowing that she still didn't plan to practice knives. Before leaving, he didn't forget to yell, "If you change your mind, you can tell me at any time!" and the like.

Novia nodded perfunctorily, knowing that she might never take the initiative to make a contract with anyone again.

She pursed her lips loosely, raised her hand and pushed open the door of Honmaru.The spring scenery of the first courtyard suddenly came into view. A man in a complicated safari suit was sitting on the corridor, squinting and admiring the cherry blossoms with satisfaction.

The next second, Fu Sangshen looked up towards the door and met her eyes.

The judge just stepped into the door with one foot, and his movements froze involuntarily.After all, I saw it, and it seems that it is not good to deliberately ignore others?Well, do you want to say something?

So she raised her right hand and waved it stiffly like a lucky cat twice.

"……I am back."

San Riyue looked at the new examiner who was trying to adjust her behavior to adapt to the current scene, and a pleasant smile appeared in her long and narrow eyes.

"Welcome back," he said cooperatively.

Feeling like she had finally completed a necessary level in a strategy game, Novia breathed a sigh of relief, tightened her backpack straps and continued to move forward.Fu Sangshen brushed a strand of messy hair hanging down her cheeks behind her ears, and lightly patted the empty seat beside her with her left hand, indicating that she could sit down.

Novia glanced at the empty room behind him, and really had no desire to enter.So he hugged the backpack in his arms and sat there. By the way, he lowered his head and pawed and pulled out a box of tea that he just bought.

Fu Sangshen, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, was not frightened by this magical operation, but habitually "ah ha ha ha ha" laughed twice: "Do you want some tea? It's not bad."

The judge looked at him and then at the tea leaves, frowning and not moving.

"...It's not enough if you only have this," San Riyue resisted the urge to go back into the house to find a cup.He had seen before that this was a completely empty rough house, with no daily necessities, "Although there is direct drinking water, but if it is not boiling water, there is no way?"

"I know." She is still clear about this necessary process.

Novia, who was troubled by another key question, let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little annoyed why he hadn't thought of this before.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I only had one cup."

……

...Is this an attempt to forcibly increase the intimacy?

Feeling that he was about to be played by the hooligan grandfather, he raised one sleeve to cover the corner of his lips.The inquisitor, who was saddened by his dwindling memory, rubbed his temples, then lowered his head and took out a set of tea sets from his small backpack.

A palm-sized white porcelain teapot, with an apparently delicate little cup to go with it—well, there's only one cup.

She raised her eyes and looked at Fu Sangshen who was staring at the cup in deep thought. The white wand that had been hidden in the sleeve slipped out and tapped lightly on the rim of the small teacup.

Duplicate in double.

With a ding, the cups became two.

Mikazuki Zongjin, who has been looking at the only cup to diverge his thoughts: "Ah, ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, is it magic? It surprised the old man—"

"After all, it's been used." Novia tore open a small bag of tea, poured out a third, and added a little more after a pause, "Is it okay?"

Not sure whether she was talking about tea leaves or teacups, Fu Sangshen brushed off the cherry blossom petals floating here, and said in a laughing voice, "Oh, yes, yes."

She put the tea leaves that were about to be made aside, and threw the remaining tea leaves together with the packaging bag into the box, then picked up the wand and cast a spring of clear water at the teapot.Knowing that the tea leaves would not boil in cold water, he stretched out his index finger and drew a small rune on the round belly of the teapot.

"That's fine, let's put the tea in after the water boils." Novia stuffed the wand back into the sleeve, and glanced at the thoughtful Mikazuki Zongjin, his eyes flickered from his dark butterfly wings The eyelashes slid over, "Then, are you coming?"

After thinking for a while, he added: "Be careful not to touch this teapot, it will become very hot in a while-don't worry about me, I'll go to sleep for a while."

Today, I adopted a sword, went shopping around ten thousand houses and made tea. It was quite fulfilling.Novia let the sleepy bug climb up, covered her lips with her hand and yawned.

But... there seems to be something wrong...

With one hand propped up on the wooden boards laid in the corridor, she barely sat up straight, and wiped away the tears that glistened in her eyes: "Why is there no night here?"

It has always been a sunny spring scene, and it is inevitable to feel tired after watching it for a long time.Sanriyue raised her hand quietly to feel the heat from the small teapot, and answered in a good voice: "Ah, there is no day and night, and there are no four seasons. But if you want, you can try to change it?"

"Is it the scenery constructed with my strength?"

She blinked sleepily, and asked suddenly: "In the evening, are you still in the mood for tea?"

"Why not?" Fu Sangshen tilted his head, "I like the moon."

Muttering "That's good", the judge looked up at the cloudless sky in Honmaru, and then closed his eyes.

The light is gone.As if the curtain was suddenly drawn by the hand of God, the sky dimmed until it turned into the deep blackness of the night.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he heard the girl say, "Ah, the moon."

Then the first quarter moon and scattered stars emerged tremblingly, and the courtyard showed its original appearance under the light moonlight.The inquisitor lay back on the corridor, his dim face hidden in the shadows, and his porcelain-white wrists were covered with moonlight.

The teapot was gurgling white steam, and the water was already boiling.

He lifted the lid of the pot and waited for the boiling water to cool down, and then poured the tea into it. He was a little surprised at his calmness.Ah ha ha ha, it really is an old man.

Novia, paralyzed by salted fish, stretched out her hand and concealed the heating rune: "Just let it go for now... I feel that I have wronged you, sorry."

"Nothing." Sanriyue folded her sleeves and took a teacup, and looked at the falling cherry blossoms in it by the moonlight, "Actually, Grandpa, I—"

He deliberately left room for questions, but he didn't wait for the answer, only waited for the sound of even and long breathing.

Fu Sangshen turned sideways, took a close look at it carefully, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

...So, fell asleep?

He really deserves to be his judge.