Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

After that day, Zhaohua never saw San Riyue showing that expression again, as if the momentary loneliness was just his illusion.

He dressed and bandaged Sanriyue as usual and tidied up the room. When he was working, Sanriyue would also be by his side.

Many days passed like this, and all the swords and swords in the main pill were purified except for Mikazuki.

At this time, Zhaohua received an email.

He looked at the invitation in the mail and thought about it.

"fireworks display?"

During breakfast, Zhaohua took advantage of all the swords and announced the news.

"That's right, in order to celebrate the victory of the war, a firework festival will be held at the Wanwuhui one week later. Those who are interested in Honmaru can submit an application and have their own booth at the firework festival."

One is to let everyone have fun, and the other is to take this opportunity to earn some pocket money.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe asked: "Then what does the master mean?"

"My opinion is that you don't have to think about financial issues, you can play however you want."

That's right, it's that rough.

Not to mention the various formations he revealed to Shizheng, the patents for improving the equipment can make him eat for a lifetime.

During this period of time, Candlestick Qiehe Yiqi Yizheng, who was in charge of procurement, understood what he meant, and remembered the panic that he was walking on the street with a windfall in his arms, always wanting to see if his wallet was still there.

After everyone discussed, it was unanimously decided to apply for a booth, so that the experience of the firework festival would be complete.

As a result, as soon as the application was submitted, the official announcement of current affairs was seen the next day.

[Because there are too many Honmaru applications submitted this time and the booths are limited, the shortlist will be determined by lottery at 24:[-] today. Once entered, it cannot be changed. Please submit carefully. 】

[From 12:[-] today, the Osaka Dungeon event will be open, with a chance to drop Hakata Toshiro, Goto Toshiro, and Shinano Toshiro. For specific rules, please refer to the event announcement. 】

As soon as the announcement came out, many god judges chose to withdraw their applications.

Although the Fireworks Conference is held once a year, it's not as important as poaching younger brothers!

A lot of Honmaru's first phase is gearing up, gathering the little knives of the Awataguchi family, waiting to bring back their brothers.

The person in charge of organizing the booth at Shizheng breathed a sigh of relief. So many Honmaru have submitted applications, and more than half of them will lose the election. It is very difficult for them.

Well now, you can divert the attention of the judges.

When Zhaohua saw this announcement, he immediately withdrew his application.

There are not many swords in Honmaru, so it is definitely impossible to balance the preparation of the booth and the activities of the dungeon.

No need to think about which one the swords will choose.

Sure enough, after learning about this incident, all the swords in Honmaru were ready to go to Osaka Castle to dig out his younger brother.

They already knew that the master could not summon the sword Fusangshen by forging a knife, but could only awaken the existing Fusangshen.

Although they didn't know the reason, they all accepted the master's specialness.

Under such circumstances, this event is of great significance to them and cannot be missed.

This excavation lasted for a week, except for the occasional return to Honmaru for replenishment, the first phase of one strike was like living in Osaka Castle.

The other swordsmen are also full of energy, vowing to bring back the younger brothers of the first issue.

As a result, on the day of the firework festival, only Zhaohua and Sanriyue participated in the event.

Hearing the "leave" from the swords conveyed by Foxnosuke, Zhaohua was a little dumbfounded.

How should I put it, in fact, he wanted to use this event to talk to His Highness Sanriyue alone.

I was thinking about how to avoid other people at that time, but now the others just don't go.

This saved him a lot of trouble.

Having said that, Zhaohua still told Fox Nosuke to tell the swordsmen to pay attention to rest and not to hold on.

It's almost time, Zhaohua took Sanriyue to Wanwu.

In addition to the original shops, many temporary stalls were set up on a street near the river.

It's not completely dark yet, but it's already very lively. People coming and going and Fusangshen are walking back and forth between the booths with great interest.

Sanriyue was wearing a battle uniform today, with golden tassels embellished in her dark blue and nearly black hair.

It's not your normal hair color, but it's also not visible in dim light.

Except for the slightly different eyes, he looks like a normal sword.

There were more and more people here, Zhaohua held Sanriyue's hand carefully.

"Your Highness Sanriyue, I'm sorry. Please follow me closely."

There is no way, although he also knows that this is not good, but when he comes to Wanwu, the contract between them cannot be sensed.

In case he separated from San Riyue, where would he go to find San Riyue in the crowd?

Suddenly there was another person's strength in his hand, San Riyue was startled, and then shook it back.

"Hahaha, master, don't worry, I will take care of master."

These words sound like a child being held by a parent.

Zhaohua struggled for a moment, and gave up correcting Sanriyue's statement.

It was still early, before the fireworks show started, so Zhaohua took Miriyue to the booth first, and bought some gifts for everyone in Honmaru.

It didn't take long to walk around, and there were people around secretly observing them.

Among the crowd of judges or Fusangshen, these two were too conspicuous.

First of all, one of the five swords in the world, Mikazuki Zongjin, as a rare five-flowered sword, the kanbanlang of the government of time, there are always people around every time he travels.

Maybe you can get European spirit by just looking at it?If it doesn't work, it can still be seductive.

Next to him was the god judge wearing hunting clothes, with long silver hair which was quite rare, and a handsome appearance. Even if he stood beside San Riyue, no one would ignore him.

But that's not the point!

The point is—these two are holding hands! ! !

what is this?Openly violating the morality of a god judge in public!

Although we admit that you are good-looking, this is not a reason for you to prostitute yourself with your looks and your identity as the master!

Seeing the man finished shopping, he held Fu Sangshen's hand again, and someone couldn't help but want to ask him.

Before he could leave, another interrogator stood in front of the man first.

It was a female god judge, with a pretty face and a gentle smile, and she was carrying her original sword, Yamabuki Kunihiro, by her side.

Those who are familiar with the ranking list of God-inspectors quickly recognized that it was Mr. Zifeng who occupied the number one ranking all year round.

She has a spiritual power rating of A, pure power, and what's more rare is that she has a gentle and tough temperament. She manages Honmaru in an orderly manner, and she is the idol of many god judges.

"Master Zhaohua, long time no see."

Zifeng stood still in front of Zhaohua, her voice was clear and sweet, and her speech was not hurried or slow, which made people feel kind.

Yamaba Kiri Kunihiro was standing behind Zifeng, bowing his head and muttering "Five swords in the world, Genji heavy treasure...what do you expect from imitations like me..." It was obviously stimulated by other knives on the street.

As soon as he heard that his master was greeting others, he immediately raised his head. The face exposed under the hood had a serious expression, firm eyes, full of momentum, very demeanor of a servant.

In the end, when he saw Sanri Yuezong approaching on the opposite side, he almost collapsed again. Fortunately, he kept in mind that he was the only one beside his master who could not embarrass his master, so he maintained his momentum.

Seeing Zifeng, the smile on Zhaohua's face disappeared quickly, and he nodded to her: "Long time no see."

"Last time you said that you successfully contracted the Honmaru. I and the other god judges wanted to give you a congratulatory gift, but I don't know the coordinates of your Honmaru. I don't know if it is convenient for you to tell us."

"Thank you for your kindness, you don't have to be so troublesome."

"Okay." Zifeng said yes with a smile, and she didn't care about Zhaohua's indifference.

In other words, she is familiar with such aloof Zhaohua. Like the sudden news they received before, they discussed it internally, wondering whether Mrs. Zhaohua's account has been hacked.

She recalled the scene when she saw Zhaohua talking to Sanriyue just now. In the gradually lit lights, the smile in the adult's eyes was so clear, it was as if the cold sculpture was infected with human warmth.

It doesn't seem that his account has been hacked, but in his eyes, Fu Sangshen is different from human beings, and is an existence he wants to give affection to.

It's just that she didn't come here for the gift.

"Lord Zhaohua, I know you have no other intentions, but it's hard to guarantee that no one will think too much about it. You'd better pay attention."

She glanced at the folded hands of Zhaohua and Sanriyue, and motioned Zhaohua to look around.

When Zhaohua looked over, many people around him avoided looking at him, but some people still stared at him, with expressions that seemed to come to him to argue.

Zhaohua frowned, feeling a little troubled.

He didn't want his play with Sanriyue to be disturbed by unimportant people, but he also knew that his actions could easily arouse others' suspicion.

One of the personality tests of the Government of Time is that the God Judge must not establish an out-of-bounds relationship with the sword.

Once there are people with such signs, they will be passed directly.

So they held hands so blatantly, maybe they will be reported.

Sanriyue also noticed that other people paid too much attention, the difference was that most of the eyes cast on him were sympathetic and regretful.

He originally thought it was because of Dark Fall being discovered, but now it seems that it was because he held hands with the master?

Now that so many people have been watching, he might be invited to drink tea by Shizheng if he continues, Zhaohua had no choice but to let go.

"I see, thanks for reminding me."

"Then you have fun, and I won't bother you."

Seeing that he had listened, Zifeng smiled and said goodbye and left.

Before she had gone far, people gathered around her asking for autographs, and she responded with a good temper.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention away, Zhaohua took the opportunity to move to other places with Sanriyue.

He took out a red silk thread from nowhere, took Sanriyue's hand, and tied it to his wrist, and tied the other end to his own hand.

"That way it doesn't attract attention."

The red silk thread hung down their wrists, hidden in the wide sleeves, but they couldn't be seen.

San Riyue took a step back, moved his wrist, and felt the pull from the other side, he raised the corners of his lips.

"Hahaha, this way we won't lose the master."

In this way, it seems that the fate of the two of them is connected together.