Sword Raiders II

"My brother and I, which one do you like more, my lord?"

A handsome young man with a white pattern on his shoulders, holding a tea cup in his hand, smiled and suddenly threw out such a question. At this time, Yu Li was grabbing another young man who looked similar to him but was wearing a black pattern.

"Ah, Anijia! What nonsense are you talking about!" The younger brother Maru's face turned red when he was called, but his flustered eyes kept evasively looking at the master next to him.

Master...Master, her whole body is stiff at the moment, and because of the previous sentence, the dark historical memories of the past have been turned up in her mind.

At the beginning of the first week, she was confused and asked this question suddenly, and it didn't take long before she was forced to start his pink gem route.

The process was difficult to explain in a single word. Looking back now, it seems that the cause can be traced back to such a similar scene at the beginning.

She was in the same room with the two brothers, and Hukiri suddenly asked her which of them she liked, and then she, who had no sense of crisis at that time, answered without hesitation.

"Knee pill."

The female voice is crisp and clear, resounding in the room warmed by the charcoal stove.

For a moment, Kewan's eyes widened, his heart beat faster, his mouth was slightly open, and he looked straight at Yu Li with a silly expression.

Yu Li didn't look at him, but responded indifferently to Higakiri: "When did you and Keimaru come to Honmaru? There was a difference of two months, so it's unfair to judge you two brothers based on your front-line combat achievements. But In Honmaru’s performance as a back office, I don’t need to say more about what you are like and what your brother is like? As the master of Honwan, who do you think I like more?”

Her expression was serious, and she opened her mouth in a businesslike tone, as if she had returned to her usual lord mode.

In fact, in the first week, Yu Li also chose Kemimaru based on this reason, but Higiri refused to accept it later, and forced her to change her mouth when the ending was drawn.

The second brush game, she still didn't change this time, why not!

She still doesn't believe that this blade can rebel this time!

Yu Li was holding the air of the lord, and the villain in his heart was concentrating on releasing a provocative aura toward a certain black heart, so he didn't notice that the originally bright raised eyes of the knee pills on the side unconsciously dimmed and fell on him, and he was detained. on the arm.

Although the lord is grabbing himself, his attention is all on his brother.

Sure enough, compared with his brother, he is still...

"My lord—where are you, my lord?" Tsurumaru's call suddenly sounded from outside the house, "The dinner party will start in a while, where have you been hanging out again? I heard a response!"

Today's valet was walking and barking at the top of his voice, which attracted many swordsmen who were staying in the house, all of them leaned out to look at him.

Then the door of Genji's room suddenly opened, and Yu Li came out from inside: "Here it is, don't yell anymore." It seemed that she lost her, and it hurt her image very much.

"Oh, you're here!" Seeing someone, Tsurumaru walked over with a smile, "The banquet hall is almost ready, Hasebe and Kobo are urging me to find you."

"I won't get lost..." I couldn't hold it back anymore, Yu Li gave him a look and said angrily, "Understood, I'll go right away."

As she spoke, she stepped forward, and within a short distance, she was entangled by a short knife that also came out of Tsurumaru's call, and she moved towards the banquet hall with a group of small tails.

Tsurumaru, the valet, was naturally left at the end. The snow-colored sword stood at Genji's door without moving, and when he turned his head, he could see two brothers in the room with a smile on his face and the other with a dazed expression.

"Higakiri." The pure white sword in the snow-colored haori gave a crooked smile, "Don't go too far."

Seeing him turn around and leave after saying such nonsensical words, Keimaru couldn't help but bewildered.

He turned his head to look at Higiri: "Brother, what does Tsurumaru just mean?"

"Well, you'll know later." Mustache only left such a plausible answer to his younger brother, and then slowly got up while supporting the table, "Let's go too, the lord is dissatisfied with our usual demeanor. If you're late, you'll have to make a note for me."

"Brother." Kagemaru became anxious, and subconsciously argued, "My lord won't care about such a trivial matter!"

Mustache, who stood up straight, glanced at him, and smiled: "It's so tight, I really admire it." Seeing his younger brother's face flushed again, he didn't stop, "You, in fact, have already touched him from the bottom of my heart. Do you recognize her as the head of the family?"

It's not a routine honorific title, but it's actually regarded as the master and the governor of the family. If it is in this world, it will protect the descendants of this person's family like Genji.

Kemaru's whole body was shaken, he felt the fear of being ripped apart, and also the anxiety of wanting to seek approval, he pursed his lips and looked at Higekiri with some helplessness: "Brother, brother..."

In the lack of confidence, there is also consultation and dependence mainly on the elder brother.

"What are you looking at me for?" Hikakiri, who was asked for help by his younger brother, just stretched out his hands and put his hands on the haori on his shoulders, his tone and smile were as gentle as ever, "Didn't my lord say it before, I understand it and you know it too. How to make a decision, You can do it yourself."

With the sound of footsteps, the light-blond tachi had left the house and drifted away, leaving only Kemaru watching his brother's fluttering haori hem disappear around the corner, speechless in a daze.

During the dinner, the banquet scene, which already had 71 sword blades, was very lively.

"My lord, let's have a drink!"

Below is the routine persuasion session for drunkards headed by Nippon Kai and Jiro Taro, followed by bold and cheerful people such as Yan Rong, Izumi Mori, and Yamabuku Kunihiro, who will also join in the fun, coaxing Yuli on the main seat to have a drink .

Yu Li: "Hehe."

Don't even think about it.

These guys don't remember herself, but they remember clearly. Every time she drinks a little too much at a banquet, something will happen. The worst thing is that many times those pink gems emerge from here.

How could Yu Li leave such a big hole in the second game now?

Just block it, don't talk about having a drink, just don't even think about her touching it.

"You people..." It's not impossible for Yu Li to deal with them, "If you keep persuading me, a weak woman, to drink, I'll treat you all as having ulterior motives and punish you as a dragon."

The group of blades who were booing happily got stuck collectively, not only because of the persuasion and punishment that the master just said, but also because of her self-proclaimed "weak woman".

Master, are you really not guilty of putting this label on yourself?

What are you guilty of?Did Yu Li himself say that he would not be okay at all?

They are all old buddies who have been together for many years. She has grown from a young house girl who didn't know anything to the position of a big boss. Everyone here has credit, especially the thick skin she shows now , That's all learned from the grandfather swords of the Heian era a little bit.

Facing the questioning eyes of some of his subordinates, the big brother Yu Nai bowed his head and shouted, expecting? He also raised his head from time to time to order his servants to help her fetch food and water, that kind of romantic indifference (shameless) that is unique to Ping An veterans. Let all the swords look so familiar that they feel heartbroken.

They were all brought down by those thousand-year-olds!

After these explicit beatings, the persuasion parties finally gave up, and began to form teams on their own, yelling and changing glasses, and the banquet was still lively.

Yu Li didn't sit there until the end, feeling that she had almost finished eating, she put down her chopsticks and wiped her hands and got up. The smell of alcohol in the room was so strong that she wanted to go out to breathe.

As the lord, she doesn't need to notify anyone when she wants to leave the meeting.

In the next place, Tsurumaru, who was a close attendant, saw her get up and leave, and immediately followed her.

"Why did you come out?" Yu Li, who noticed that he was with him, stood at the door and turned around to look at him, "I have nothing to do here, you can go back and continue eating."

Tsurumaru shook his head: "There's no reason to throw the lord away, and the servants only care about eating and drinking. And I'm full, you plan to go upstairs to rest, right, I'll see you off."

Tai Dao smiled, and when he looked over, his snow-white long eyelashes blinked playfully, a little cute and more considerate.

Such a gesture made Yu Li startled, and he couldn't help but think of the time he got along with Tsurumaru before the accident. He clearly managed to keep a good distance from the other party this time, turning the frightened crane into a serious one, but he unconsciously hoped that Tsurumaru Don't be so respectful all the time.

"Okay." Finally she agreed.

After all, the valet is in charge of these things, so let's just send him back after he has sent himself to the second floor.

It's just that when she went up to the second floor and saw the full-length mirror in her living room, the embarrassing incident that had been forgotten in the morning was instantly recalled.

Yu Li froze in place, unable to enter the door with Tsurumaru right behind her.

As soon as she froze, she heard the muffled laughter from the servant behind her, obviously Tsurumaru also understood why she was doing this now.

"Don't laugh!" Yu Li, who was not blushed by the alcohol, blushed with embarrassment at the moment, and glared at him angrily, "Don't forget what I told you before!"

"Remember, I promise I won't forget it!" Tsurumaru raised his hands and promised again and again with a smile on his face. His already delicate eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful under the bright smile that people couldn't move their eyes away, but the pair of golden eyes under his snowy eyelashes were A piece of tenderness, "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous. I can only feel happy that my haori can be liked by you. This shows that you like me very much, right? Because if you hate me, you won't do such a thing at all. Well!"

"Who, who likes you! Pay attention to your wording Tsurumaru Kuninaga!" Yu Li blushed even more, and the character collapsed again under the tension, "Okay, just remember this. Now you can go, I'm going to rest."

"Yes, yes." Tsurumaru responded obediently, "Then I'm leaving. Good night, my lord."

Seeing Taidao finally turn around and walk towards the stairs, Yu Li stood outside the door with a complex expression, a bit sad and relieved like "today is finally over".

As a result, as soon as he was out of breath, the blade that was about to reach the stairs suddenly stopped, turned around halfway: "My lord."

"What, what are you doing?" Yu Li, who was about to enter the room, froze again, and stopped to look at him.

The red lanterns hung neatly under the verandah, and the candlelight reflected the red color of the cage cloth on the sword in the snow-haired snow-clothed sword, making his original fairy-like jade crane figure a little more harmonious warmth.

He raised his hand and half covered his mouth as if whispering: "Actually, if you like it, not only Haori, but I can also borrow it in a package without returning it. After all, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's entire knife belongs to you." , of course my crane is too."

The author has something to say:

The layout of the second brush game is different from that of the first game.

What came one by one is gone.

Yuli's level in all aspects has improved, and of course the level of Shura field has also increased (and more hidden).

Speaking of which, the collection is really getting less and less, which is a bit sad, tsk.