God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"Xiaoguang..." Tsurumaru poked back and forth on the terminal, with one foot propped on the side of the table, and the two legs of the chair dangling back and forth with his movements, "Both teams have been to Ikedaya, but The information brought back is wrong.”

"The number and types of enemy troops are quite different from the information provided by the current affairs," Candlestick Mitsutada rested his pen on his chin, "but the key timing and tactics are right."

"This strange situation makes me write a report. There is no sure reason why it will be rated as extremely bad by the current affairs." Tsurumaru superimposed the two enemy distribution maps, then erased the overlapping red dots, and compared them one by one The similarities and differences between the two battles, "The difference is concentrated on the first floor of Ikeda House, and the position of the main force of the enemy has changed. According to the current political information, the retrospective army should be lurking on the first floor, intending to create a point after the two sides of the Shinsengumi gather. What a mess—”

"Set it on fire." Candlestick cut said with a smile, "One part of the plan in advance can easily cause riots, and at the same time, it may force other people to assassinate in advance. In any case, the goal of changing history can be easily achieved."

"The answer is correct!" Tsurumaru raised a finger, "Even if the middle is accidentally exposed to the eyes of the two warring parties, the flames can cover up all traces and reduce the risk of attracting violators."

"After all, the dead will not complain, as long as the onlookers don't realize it will be fine."

"So what made them give up the action plan?" Tsurumaru turned off the terminal and looked up thinking, "There is too little basic information, it's so difficult, I really want to go there by myself."

"Mr. Crane's going will only slow you down?" Candlestick Chee said jokingly, "The short knives have worked hard enough, don't burden them any more."

"Speaking of which, have you seen Jingmo in the past two days out of battle?" Tsurumaru put the chair on its four legs, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "During the period between morning and his bath."

"A few days ago? Shikigami sent lunch to his room. I think he had a good meal," Candlestick recalled what happened that day, "but we really didn't meet each other."

"Hey, this is interesting."

Baiyi Taidao's eyes gradually became playful: "Maybe I can really go to Ikedaya to see it."

"Huh? Come out again to the Ikeda house?" The smiling Qingjiang knocked down the small house built with flower cards in front of him, and replied boredly, "As a close servant, you can arrange it. Why do you need to come here and ask me?" ?”

"Because I also plan to go together," Tsurumaru said with a smile that was almost unreasonable, "so I want to say hello to you first."

Owaki Cha looked up at him lazily for a while, then slowly covered his shoulders and eyebrows: "The wound still hurts, and I probably won't be able to go out for a while."

"...Didn't you hurt your right shoulder?" Tsurumaru, who was so obviously disgusted, reminded the other party angrily.

"Then you must have misremembered," Owaki retorted without batting an eyelid, "The team members who are too conspicuous in the dark will hinder the march. If you encounter a violation of inspection and make you rush up again, I will It will be very distressing."

"No, no," Tsurumaru Kuninaga, whose history was turned black again, felt guilty for a moment, "There is a reason for this."

He called up the information on the terminal and showed it to Owaki.

"Here and here, you as the first team did not find any traces of the enemy, but Izumi Mori was attacked as the second team. The enemy spearmen appeared at the end of the battle on the first floor. You can return to receive treatment as soon as possible after being injured. ,” Tsurumaru pointed at the map, “You said that there was still a retrograde army at the Sanjo Bridge, but there was no movement after that.”

"Giving up halfway is not like what a group of dead-headed people would do. Call our god judges to investigate this kind of abnormality together," Tsurumaru said briskly, "During the few days when you were out in battle, he used it in the room Meal, we haven't seen anyone, how is it?"

Bai He's golden eyes shone with an unknown light: "The familiar aura you felt that day, let's go find it together?"

On the evening of July 1864, 7, on the second floor of Ikeda House.

"... Tsurumaru, can I invite you to stay in the courtyard on the first floor?"

Smiling Qingjiang kicked the Daoist on the opposite side, panting.

Taidao, who had been a master of human body drawing all night, resentfully groped for the opening of the window.

Fighting in the dark in such a small place, he is no match for a short sword at all, so he can only fight for luck with the blind Taidao on the opposite side to see who gets cut first by accident.

At least I can use their eyes to tell the general direction.

Tachi, who stumbled and opened the window and jumped outside, forced himself to comfort himself.

——However, the number of enemies has indeed increased, and it is basically possible to meet current political information.

Taidao, who was not a large obstacle in the room for nothing, compared the information several times in his head, and then smiled at the dark room that he must win.

Next, let's look at the situation on the first floor.

During the battle, Owaki Sashi has always allocated a little energy to pay attention to the actions of the God Judge.

He thought that the familiar murderous intent he felt that day was not an illusion, and based on his senior experience in bedtime, the murderous intent of the God Judge was easy to recognize.

It was a kind of pure feeling that was cold and unemotional. The fear, excitement, pity, etc. that humans usually have were not reflected. It was not so much a murderous aura as it was an aura, which was subtly similar to their aura when they were used as weapons. .

But now it is very difficult to get back that feeling. When I become Fu Sangshen, I will never be able to return to the time when my state of mind is as immobile as steel.

The action of the god judge does not seem to be affected by the darkness. At the beginning, he stood by Tsurumaru's side peacefully, blocking the attacks that he could not notice from his side. After Taidao left the battlefield, the god judge began to attack other The room moves - in a very unobtrusive way.

Owaki Tsubasa consciously brought the battlefield to that direction, and caught that familiar aura without any surprise.

...Are you still worried about having a guard?What a worried person.

The corner of Owaki Tsubasa's mouth curled up into a smile, and he chopped off his hand even more viciously.

"Huh? You said you want me to stay by his side all the time?"

During the break, Owaki Cha arranged a new task for Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

"It won't be of much help anyway, why don't you use it to its full potential," Owaki Tsubasa casually attacked Taidao who was lagging behind, "He won't bear to leave the weak you in danger , just let us try our own limits."

"Hey, since you need me, why don't you treat me a little bit better?" Tsurumaru said depressedly, "I don't know if it's my illusion... Your tone sounds a bit like Higakiri."

"He and I had a good and in-depth exchange recently." Owaki Tsubasa looked up at the crescent moon, "Both parties are satisfied."

Tsurumaru curled his lips, resigned to his fate and arranged his next position.

"Mr. Smile, did the master secretly follow us to protect us when we went out last time?" Ranto Shiro asked quietly, "Is that what you were talking about just now?"

This time, the blue eyes of the dagger who will follow no matter what are shining in the night light, he has grown a lot today compared to last time, although he is still a little timid, but he will no longer be frightened when he stabs him .

"Chaos," Yao Yan patted his hat, "It's good to make your own judgment on some things. When you go back, think twice about the difference."

"Yakuken, you are serious, I want to make sure now," Dian Dao complained not seriously, but still smiled happily, "I can guess that this kind of mess is my favorite!"

The judge is a little bit in a dilemma.

Tsurumaru Kuni insisted on letting him follow this time's battle, and even brought up the irresistible reason of protecting the dagger - although in the end only Taidao himself needed to be protected, he could only agree and planned to go to the battlefield Look at the situation.

But this situation is absolutely unexpected.

He stretched out his hand to hold Taidao who was about to step on the candlestick, and gently kicked the somewhat sharp object aside. After doing all this, Taidao turned his blank eyes—a little bit out of alignment.

The judge sighed.

Probably because of a conspiracy, the windows in the Ikeda House were all covered with screens to prevent the outside world from seeing the situation inside, but the room with the candles extinguished could only be described as pitch black, which was even more unfavorable for movement than the second floor.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga can probably distinguish the outlines of large objects and moving shadows, not hit the wall, and not turn a blind eye to the enemy, but it is a bit difficult for him to avoid these small things.

But he is still dazzlingly white, from clothes to hair and skin are very obvious.

Wakizashi and the short swords searched every room quietly. After gaining experience, they advanced very quickly, while the god judge could only hold the invisible sword to avoid the overturned lanterns, candlesticks, tea sets or Corpses, occasionally silently repelling enemies coming from the darkness.

Crushing the dagger's skull roughly with one hand, Jingmo threw the remaining powder in the air, and the rustling particles disappeared before they hit the ground.

——The movement range is slight, and judging from the sound that the enemy is still a short knife.

The stumbling Taidao made a note in his heart. Up to now, the god judges have solved the five-strike retrograde army, and they will soon form an enemy team. Smiling Qingjiang and the others have already faced seven to eight groups of enemies. The number of enemies going to Ikeda House for the second time is the same.

It's not completely useless. Tsurumaru Kuninaga silently draws a map of the enemy's distribution in his mind, and then analyzes their purpose and the key points of the final battle.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a subtle change in the judge.

Probably like the feeling that the flow of water suddenly stopped for a moment, and then continued to flow as if nothing had happened-this is not a perception caused by tangible things, but a deeper induction.

Immediately, there was an abnormal sound from the battlefield ahead, and the subtle sound of piercing the air, accompanied by the piercing sound of interlaced metal, suddenly sounded in the quiet house.

Lancers...

Taidao quickly made a judgment, and subconsciously wanted to rush forward, but was held down by the judge.

"You stay here for the time being," the god judge took off his black cloak and covered the white crane to prevent him from becoming a large target to lure the enemy, "and then act on your own depending on the battle situation."

Then he left quickly, but the place under his feet flashed with dots of light, the faint brightness was only enough to reflect the black outlines of the objects on the ground, but at least it could ensure that Taidao would not be unable to move an inch because of this.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand and pulled out a leaf with faint fluorescence, looked at it, and wrapped it in a huai paper and stuffed it into his belt in a bad mood.

—Tsk, I won't come to night battles again until I overcome this shortcoming.

Although they are also long weapons, the retrograde army armed with guns moves quickly and flexibly, and is not affected by the small space at all. Of course, their attitude of ignoring the enemy and piercing at the same time also played a key role.

Owaki Zashi narrowly held back the oncoming cold light, and the blade facing the point of the gun made a sound of being overwhelmed.

Smiling Qingjiang took a breath, and slowly withdrew the knife, staring at the opponent's shoulder and arm, ready to receive the next blow at any time.

The distance between the two rooms didn't take much time for the inquisitor. After seeing the situation inside, he stopped and stood in the corridor without saying a word.

The retrograde army who held the gun showed a smiley expression, and waited for Owakizashi to calm down before turning his hand and stabbing again. Although the surroundings were pitch black, the tip of the gun rushed past like lightning. .

Luan's eyes widened, and the sweat in his palm soaked the knife rope.

There was a tooth-piercing scratching sound, and the blade sparked along the barrel of the gun. Owaki Chashi slammed into the retro army's arms, half of the sharp blade protruding from the enemy's back.

The retrograde army froze for a few seconds, and the tall body disappeared like smoke.

"Good... so handsome!" Luan threw himself on Owakizashi and cheered.

With a smile on his face, Qing Jiang retracted his knife and put it back into its sheath, and turned around to see the examiner standing quietly outside the door.

"Since I received the order to come back safely, how can I not carry it out?" Owaki Tsubasa lifted up the guard in his neck and shook, "How about a little smile?"

The judge smiled and sighed as he wished, but was interrupted when he was about to say something.

"What was that sound just now?"

"It's the sound of a knife, light a candle!"

Following the gradually noisy voices, Tsurumaru grabbed the cloak and ran over: "The movement just now was too loud, they came to investigate, hurry up and hide!"

Owaki Zai pushed open the window on one side with his backhand, took a look and then flipped out. The short knives also quickly followed up. The last one came out was the God Judge holding Tsurumaru. A group of people squatted under the shadow of the tree, waiting for the inside The movement passed.

"It's strange, obviously the sound came from here..."

"Carefully search the rest of the house and find any suspicious persons to shoot to death!"

The sound of footsteps and the light of the candle went away together, and the Fusangshen stood up with a sigh of relief.

"Tonight's mission should be over here." Owaki Zai shook his still numb hand and said, "That was the last wave of enemies in the room just now."

"I think it's necessary to check the surrounding area again," Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised the cloak on his body—he didn't know when he had put it on decently, "All the information shows...haha, it really is so .”

Before he finished speaking, he looked in one direction and showed a smug smile.

Everyone followed his gaze, and through the dim light of the new moon, a group of retrograde troops could be seen sneaking back and forth in the corner of the house.

"They hold a lot of jars..." Jin Jian looked at it for a while and said, "What's in it?"

"I guess it's kerosene," Tsurumaru Kuninaga chuckled, holding the handle of the knife and replied, "They haven't found us yet, so it's a rare opportunity, how about a surprise attack?"

The outcome of the battle is not difficult to imagine.

Especially the white-clothed sword, finally came to the battlefield where he could see clearly without restraining his hands and feet. He took the lead and quickly killed two enemies, and cooperated with the smiling face Qingjiang to deal with the leader of the retrograde army tacitly. depression.

The jar was indeed filled with kerosene, but when they searched along the route, all they saw was a wisp of blue flames that hadn't dissipated and the messy battlefield.

"Check for non-violation..."

Tsurumaru stared at the flame and muttered.

The author has something to say: Aha, Taidao night battle...Knife equipment-1-1

However, the third round of 6-4 was completed, and the customs clearance was scattered!Present a small theater!

"The team that played out is back!"

"Welcome, I have made a big meal waiting for you."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong said happily: "Especially Mr. Crane, there are dishes specially prepared for you."

"Huh? This is really a surprise that was caught off guard," Tsurumaru asked with interest, "Is it specially prepared for me?"

"Well, Qingguang said, this is a special dish prepared for Taidao who will fight at night." Candlestick turned around and brought out an oversized plate, "Spicy crayfish!"

"Huh? A Taidao for night battles? From the appearance, it has nothing to do with it..."

Tsurumaru picked up a crimson prawn: "What's the meaning?"

The language of the florists is broad and profound =v=

The first update after changing the name of the article, I am anxiously waiting for you to find the house number ヽ(ω)

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