Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Let the swordsmen go to organize their things first, Zhaohua also returned to the castle tower with luggage and Sanriyue's things.

He first pasted the previously drawn seal symbols around the courtyard, and then drew a huge formation to enclose the entire castle tower.

At the moment of success, a transparent protective cover rose from the ground and shrank in mid-air, blocking all the dark aura in the castle tower inside.

With the protective cover as the dividing line, the outside sky suddenly became much brighter, and the castle tower was like an exhibit in a glass cover.

It's just that it's pitch black, and it has completely become a black hemisphere.

Ugh, it hurts my eyes.

Zhaohua covered his eyes and turned off his spirit vision, forced himself to forget the scene just now, and went into the house after doing enough mental construction.

He cleaned the room clean, and threw away some of the original owner's things. Finally, he looked at the empty walls around him, and simply took out a pen and drew two huge charms and pasted them on the wall as decorations.

After tidying up like this, the room looks a bit more presentable, and with the eyes of normal people, it can barely live in.

Zhaohua walked up to San Riyue and squatted down. He tidied up the room so loudly that San Riyue didn't respond at all. Her dark red eyes were always looking straight ahead, like a delicate doll.

Zhaohua tentatively stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Sanriyue, but there was no response as expected.

It seems that His Highness Sanriyue's consciousness has already fallen into a deep sleep, and what dominates his body now is only the instinctive reaction after the dark fall, and because he was suppressed by his formation, he showed this appearance.

Now the timing is just right, Zhaohua hesitated for a moment, but stretched out his hand, and untied Sanriyue's breastplate.

Everyone in this Honmaru's sword is wearing battle clothes, but they don't need to fight now. The clothes used for fighting are definitely not comfortable enough to wear on a daily basis, but Sankayue can't change clothes by herself now.

Now that he has taken over this Honmaru, these Highnesses are now his responsibility, and he will definitely do his best to make them live more leisurely and free.

It was only after Zhaohua took off his clothes that he realized why His Highness Sanriyue had someone who couldn't wear clothes.

It took him 5 minutes to take off a pile of armor for him. Although his movements were too light and slow, he couldn't guarantee that he would do better than His Highness Sanriyue when facing this suit. good.

Moreover, although he knew that His Royal Highness Sanriyue is now unconscious and basically unable to see anything, but in this posture, he can meet the eyes that have hidden the crescent moon just by raising his eyes...

Zhaohua's hand on Sanriyue's skirt trembled slightly, but he still couldn't untie it in the end.

He withdrew his hand and took a deep breath.

His purpose of doing this was very simple, and his thought before doing this was also very simple, isn't it just to change clothes for His Royal Highness Sanriyue?Which crescent moon in Honmaru didn't change clothes for him with a sword?

Although he is not a sword, but he has the attitude of serving the gods wholeheartedly, and he will have no other thoughts at all.

But in practice, no matter how frank and fearless he was before, under the gaze of those eyes, he still felt embarrassed and ashamed belatedly.

But half of his clothes were taken off, so he couldn't put them back on, and His Highness Sanriyue couldn't be allowed to sleep in the battle uniform.

Zhaohua took a deep breath, and simply freed one hand to cover Sanriyue's eyes, and with the other hand, he quickly untied his skirt, and he didn't stop until there was only one layer of underwear left.

Without the cover of the dark clothes, Sanriyue's injuries could be seen more clearly.

The snow-white layer of clothes was almost completely stained red with blood, and there were three deep stab wounds on the right arm, side waist, and front chest, which were wrapped in gauze and were still oozing blood.The wounds in other places didn't even have gauze, and the bright red scars were directly exposed.

Zhaohua looked at him like this with deep eyes.

Almost all the swords of this Honmaru are in this state, but he can't do anything now. Before the sword is completely purified, the spiritual power can no longer heal them, it will only cause them harm.

Moreover, if he still can't sign a contract with Honmaru in the end, even if the purification is completed, he can't get it for them.

Thinking of the latter possibility, Zhaohua pursed his lips. If the contract really failed, he could only leave here and let others take over Honmaru.

Forget it, we'll talk about it later, purification is the most important thing now.

Zhaohua opened the box with the Sanriyue knife pattern printed on it. He remembered that the shopping guide recommended a lot of Sanriyue's daily clothes to him, and he tried his best to ensure that it was a 100% positive gift. He directly asked the shopping guide to wrap one of each item. Change into a loose one for His Royal Highness Sanriyue.

The first set: blue sweater + long johns + wool socks

The second set: blue and white sweater + long johns + wool socks

The third set: blue knife pattern sweater + long johns + wool socks

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Zhaohua poured out a pile of sweaters, long trousers and wool socks from the box with a blank expression, but there was no loose and convenient clothes that would not press on the wound.

He sighed deeply, and felt that he had lost his mind by stripping His Highness Sanriyue naked before opening the box.

Knowing that His Royal Highness Sanriyue is a sweater addict, he still imagines that he can find a bathrobe among the 100% positive clothes? !

He sorted out his broken mood, and silently folded all his clothes and put them in the box.

What now?His Highness Sanriyue was only wearing a tattered underwear, and then put those clothes back on?

Looking at the pile of clothes with knife marks and blood stains on the ground, Zhaohua rejected this option.

He turned his head and rummaged through his luggage, until he finally found a brand new unlined garment from the bottom, he was relieved.

Zhaohua treated Sanriyue's wound briefly, and gently wrapped the wound with gauze before putting on the unlined clothes for him.

Perhaps it was because the box of clothes just now really exercised his mental endurance, now facing His Highness Sanriyue's body, he can still do his own thing without changing his face and heartbeat.

By the time he tucked His Royal Highness Sanriyue into bed and settled down, it was almost noon.

Zhaohua was about to go to see how the swordsmen were doing, when he went out, he ran into Yiqi Yizhen standing outside.

There was still the dusty Honosuke squatting at his feet, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

"His Royal Highness, why don't you let Honosuke go in and inform me?"

"The matter of His Highness Sanriyue is more important."

Phase [-] shook his head, his expression was rather hesitant, as if he had thought of something, he made up his mind, and his gilt eyes revealed a firm light.

"Master Zhaohua, can you please go and see my younger brother, Akita?"

Akita was injured during one of his battles. It was a low-level battlefield, but it was too difficult for a dagger like Akita to play for the first time.

But the order of the judge cannot be disobeyed.

They gave Akita the best three golden sword sets, but it still didn't work.

When Akita came back, he was seriously injured and almost broke his knife.

Awataguchi's brothers took turns guarding him, but there was nothing they could do except watch him lie weak on the ground.

Zhaohua didn't know what to say anymore, he didn't care about the minor injuries, the slanderous ones, or the serious ones, didn't the concept of hand entry in the mind of this god-judgment officer in Honmaru?Is Honmaru's hands-on equipment attractive? ?

Anger is anger, and he can't pull that interrogator out to beat him up again, and the matter has been settled.

When Zhaohua followed Yizheng into the room, he saw a dagger with gray hair and purple eyes dispensing medicine. It was Yaken Toshiro who was absent today.

The other knives from Awataguchi were also sitting in the room, and when they entered, it seemed a bit crowded.

The knives looked over in unison, Yaken pushed his glasses, and introduced himself: "Master Zhaohua, hello, I am Yaken Toshiro, and this is my younger brother Akita Toshiro."

He stood up, revealing Akita Toshiro lying behind.

The dagger with pinkish-purple hair was covered in blood, and the surface of his body was covered with scratches. The most serious trace crossed the blade obliquely from the handle, almost breaking it.

The degree of his dark fall is not deep, and he can be purified in two days. This is still considering the fragility of the sword body after being seriously injured.

But what he needs most is hands, and only their masters can give them hands.

In the first phase, he was a little nervous. He didn't know if Master Zhaohua was willing to help them. He remembered very clearly that Master Zhaohua only said that he was here to purify, but never said that he would take over Honwan.

If Lord Zhaohua is not willing to be their master, or if he already has his own Honmaru...

Yizhen found out that he knew nothing about Mr. Zhaohua, he was a little annoyed, at least he should first ask him if he has his own Honmaru.

Perhaps Master Zhaohua's attitude gave him the illusion that any request would be met, and that's why he brought him so recklessly.

Zhaohua was silent for a long time, so long that all the swords were quietly observing his reaction.

The first episode was so exciting that he was about to give up: "Master Zhaohua, if you are in trouble..."

"No, no." Zhaohua interrupted him, and he looked at Yiqi Yizhen seriously, "Your Highness Yiqi, I am willing to be your master, but I hope you can think clearly."

"Before you didn't have the power to choose, but now you have. If all the swords are willing to let me be your master, I will do what you wish."

All of this, not only the Awataguchi family, but also other swords in this Honmaru.

"Of course, you don't have to worry about Akita. If I can't be your master, someone better will take over."

Yizhen did not expect him to say that, they were summoned as swords, and the one who summoned them was their master.The master has the right to control the swords, he can use them at will, he can not heal them, and he can smash them as he likes.

No one asked if they would like to be that man's sword.

But now, Lord Zhaohua asked.

Yizhen wanted to refute, no one would be better than Mr. Zhaohua, but he held back, only he said, Mr. Zhaohua would not believe it.

He will prove to Lord Zhaohua that all the swords in this Honmaru want Master Zhaohua to be their master.