Sword Raiders II

Being in the game again, Yu Li found that life was not as difficult as she imagined.

Following the planned route step by step, it went smoothly.

The pink gemstones are all normal, and some of them, such as Jiansang, are so easy to fool that they have even lit green or gold lines.As for the sword in the last game, which was originally a line of relatives and friends, the progress is naturally faster than them.

For example, with the Awataguchi family as the main force of the short sword army, Yu Li didn't change his style of favoring short swords much, and he was very reliable when he appeared on the stage. At first glance, he was a good general worth following, almost useless In one month, [-]% of all the short knives that have been taken back to Honmaru have been captured.

As for why it is not [-]%, of course there is a more obvious reason.

The memories of the swordsmen were re-sealed, and their strength was forcibly returned to the initial stage by the rules. Naturally, various initial personality problems also returned.

"Wine... hiccup! Bring me wine!"

Holding an amazake jar, Fudo Xingguang slumped drunkenly on the porch of the kitchen, no matter how persuaded Kasen and Kitan Nakiri, who happened to be on duty, just stayed there, and finally was grabbed by the back collar by the dark-faced Hasebe dragged away.

During this period, Fudo of course struggled a lot: "What are you doing? Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you please the current lord! Even if I am useless, I don't need you, who is bestowed so low that you are not even a retainer of Oda. Knives can be treated casually!"

Hasebe, who was dragging him away in front, didn't look back, but his face became even darker.Afterwards, the little drunkard groaned in pain, as if he had been roughly strangled on the neck, and those who shouted were completely stuck.

Yu Li, who happened to be watching this scene from the balcony on the second floor, turned to the other side as if he couldn't explain what he was saying, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kunihiro Yamabagi wrapped in the white cloth of "returning from the rivers and lakes" talking to Xiaolong Jingguang in the corner of the courtyard.

The same party with cloak and cloak, the equipment grades of the two sides are not at the same level at all. Xiaolong didn't know what he said to Yamabukiri, and the blond Dato, who was wrapped in white cloth, shook his head repeatedly and stretched out his hand to pull the cloth on his head down. Cover most of the face.

Seeing this, Xiaolong took a step forward, raised his hand towards the top of the opponent's head, tried to take off the dirty white cloth on Yamabukiri's head while persuading something.

Dang Ren immediately put his hands on his head to protect his head, and at the same time stepped back a few steps, turned around and ran away with his head buried.

Across such a long distance, Yu Li's sensitive ears also heard the loud shouting because of the loss of control when Da Dao ran away: "...don't talk about being beautiful! I am different from you famous swords!"

Yu Li: "..."

She hadn't finished her speechlessness when she heard the conversation between Qingguang Qingguang and Yamato Moran Ding from the verandah downstairs.

"I seem to have heard Yamabukiri's voice just now. Is he refusing others to praise him for his beauty?" Qingguang looked in the direction of the courtyard and said, "It's so awkward, Yamabukiri, obviously everyone didn't look down on his identity as a fake sword. But he is always holding on to it."

"Yeah, it's not okay to go on like this." Yamato Mori echoed, "We are all like this, if this song also comes, what will he do in the future? You can't pray that the master will never be able to forge that one Changyi, right?"

"Don't say such terrible things, just thinking about that scene is a disaster." Qingguang shuddered, refusing to imagine, "At any rate, he is also one of the initial five-strike knives appointed by the government like me, and he has no ability at all. It's bad, it would be nice if I could be more confident."

Hearing the word initial sword, Yamato Mamoru couldn't help but look at his partner: "California Kiyomitsu, you are actually a bit regretful, right? You were not selected as the initial sword by the master, and the one who was chosen was the one who had a very bad relationship with our Shinsengumi Alright Mutsu Mori-san, I've heard you chant a few times."

"What...!?" Qingguang was panicked for a moment, and immediately denied, "I haven't been chasing thoughts all the time! Even if I am not the original sword owner, I am very good to you! If you really want to say that the one who likes Susiannian is obviously Yamato Keep yourself safe, you have come to Honmaru to have a new owner for a month, and you are still working hard, Okita-kun is the leader and Okita-kun is short, I don’t think you are bothering me yet!"

The partners quarreled as they talked, bickering and walking away, and it took a long time before their childish argument was overheard.

Yu Li with a deeper expression: "..."

#Just, my heart is cool and cool#

As you can see above, all the problems and knots that she had spent a lot of time and energy in this pill have finally come back.

At this moment, her mood was like that when she suddenly found out that her recipe notes had been stolen in junior high school, and she felt confused and heartbroken in her chest.

Resisting the urge to hold his forehead and sigh, Yu Li left the railing blankly and returned to his office.

Then I saw Zongsan Zuowen who was sitting quietly in the corner of the room at this moment, he is today's valet.

The overly slender pink-haired young man also exuded the unique despondency of Zuo Wenwen's family today. Seeing her come in, this ancient knife with the reputation of "taking the world's blade" bowed his head and saluted gracefully, with a respectful gesture, but the words he spit out were customary. barbed style.

"Did you just stand there and enjoy a few good plays?" He said, sighing quietly, "Yes, no matter how powerful the lord is, it is impossible to solve all the problems in the world, not to mention the discord among his subordinates." Conflicts are all too common."

When he said this, the atmosphere on his body could no longer be described as mournful, it could even be said that there was a trace of world-weary despair, faint, not much, but enough to make the scalp tingle.

Second brother, please don't be like this, I can't get used to seeing you with such a serious loss for such a long time!

Thinking of Zuo Wenjia and Jiang Xue and Xiaoye, the two big and small brothers of the mourning sect, Yu Li almost lost his character design, and he didn't know how to suppress the crazy complaints and keep his face calm.

"It doesn't matter." She pulled the corners of her lips and smiled at him, "Believe that there are more solutions than difficulties in the world, and they can always be solved."

As a successful person who has been beaten by the modern society more than once and has experienced many big scenes, Yu Li stabilized his mentality very quickly, so that the delicate Zong San didn't see too many flaws.

Zong San couldn't help being stunned. When the lord went out of the house and leaned on the railing to observe the movement of the Honmaru swords, he had been observing her.The movement outside the room also reached his ears to some extent, not to mention that the content of the conversation between the two blades of the Okita group was very clear downstairs. At the same time, what was even clearer was the back of the man standing on the railing who unconsciously slumped inch by inch.

It's disappointment.

The carefully cultivated subordinates in the single-handed Honmaru are not as harmonious and united as expected, and there are even constant conflicts in private.These are not conducive to the operation of the pill, and may cause serious consequences at some times, which is absolutely undesirable from the perspective of the owner.

Zong San has self-knowledge, and the type of himself who constantly exudes negative emotions is even more unpleasant.

But he doesn't care, even if he faces such a general who looks like a master, he doesn't bother to hide his temper. He can say whatever he wants in daily life. Anyway, life will not be worse than when he was a bird in a cage. It's also a relief.

This time too, Zongsan directly opened his mouth when he saw the mood of the master who served him deteriorated visible to the naked eye. He didn't care about annoying the superiors because of this. It was enough to divert the attention of this one from thinking about blaming those outside. .

Unexpectedly, the other party did not get angry at him, but said such words with a gentle smile.

After that, he didn't care about it, but sat back in the main seat and continued to process the paperwork. Both his eyebrows and the breath of his body returned to calm. Obviously, he had accepted those gaps in his heart and tolerated his previous words.

Is it because... Isn't it the first time she has seen Zong San Zuo Wenwen's vibrating knife, and she has long known that he has such a temperament, so she is naturally tolerant because of her habit?

Zong San got up silently, made a cup of warm tea for his host, and received a slight smile from the host when he sent it over, as if politely thanking him.

Seeing that she didn't mind, the pink-haired Da Dao was inexplicably agitated. He lowered his eyelids and pursed his thin lips, then bowed his head and retreated quietly.

This day seemed to pass like this, neither good nor bad, the lord's life rhythm was very regular, and the servants would go back early when he was not busy, Zong San was sent back early today to rest.

When we returned to Zuowenyuan, it was just dark, facing the lights in the house, we could see that the brothers at home had already put on their bedtime bathrobes and sat there.

"Brother Zong San." The youngest brother Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen raised his cold face and greeted him seriously.

"Welcome back." Brother Jiang Xuezuo, who was holding a volume of books in the corner of the room, also greeted him gently, "Today, you have worked hard."

Although both of them put on gestures to welcome him back, they didn't have any smiles on their faces. It might be awkward to switch to other swords, but it's normal for Zuo Wenwen's family.

"I'm back." Zong San smiled instead, stepped into the room and rubbed Xiao Ye's head, then turned to look at Jiang Xue, "My lord is not busy today, but you, brother, have worked hard."

Mentioning this, Taidao with ice-blue straight long hair blinked his eyes, and before he had time to respond, the little brother next to him rushed to answer.

"Brother Jiang Xue doesn't find it hard. He just told me that he likes to work in the fields and is more happy than going to the battlefield." Little Diandao still had a serious face, "I asked the master, and she said that she really likes Brother Jiang Xue This kind of knife is very happy to stay in this maru to do logistics work, because everyone in this maru prefers to fight the enemy and dislikes farming and working. It is really helpful to say that Brother Jiang Xue likes farming and is willing to do logistics work for a long time."

In terms of gloomyness, Xiaoye, who is the most powerful Zuo writer, doesn't like to talk too much, but when it comes to his new master who loves him very much, Dagger always speaks a long list unconsciously.

Zong San looked at Xiao Ye, the little boy didn't realize that his eyes shone unconsciously when he mentioned his master, even the gloomy atmosphere that was always immersed in revenge faded a lot, and he couldn't help softening his face.

Suddenly hearing Jiang Xuezuo's words praised by the lord in private was also caught off guard. His usually sad and calm face was stunned at first, and then subconsciously embarrassed: "Is...is that so? I thought...saying that I hate war will cause dissatisfaction .”

Compared with the two younger brothers, Jiang Xue came late, a full half a month late.Like Zongsan, he is very self-aware of his character of being a sword but dislikes the battlefield, and he is mentally prepared to be ignored by the lord. Later, he was indeed assigned Hatadangfan and Madangfan with more swords than other swordsmen. Such jobs, these are the jobs that men with swords don't like the most, and the new master has never treated him in a businesslike manner, and has no intimacy with Xiaoye at all. The comparison between the two makes Jiang Xue really think that this is the treatment of being left out.

It's just that the other party definitely didn't expect that these were exactly what he wanted, and he was happy to circle the field and racecourse.

But today, after hearing what Xiao Ye said, Jiang Xue realized that the truth was not the case. That person adjusted his work arrangement simply because he said he didn't like the battlefield, and he didn't treat him differently in other respects. It was his own misunderstanding.

As a sword, it is instinctive to pay attention to its master. Even Jiang Xue can't avoid it. The behavior that I thought would be denied has been affirmed. How can I not be surprised?

Zong San, who was on the sidelines, saw that his melancholy elder brother from the Buddhist family became brighter to the naked eye, and the complicated emotions that remained in his heart when he returned were even more complicated now.

There are always more solutions than difficulties...

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