[Comprehensive] This is a fake Diablo Honmaru

Shi Yao counted the gifts prepared for everyone in Honmaru.

The herbal medicine prepared by the research institute (the reserve of this pill is gone, he seemed to be looking for it last time), the facial mask that Luanjiang asked for, the returned pet shampoo (for cats), as for everyone else, just bring Makuuchi bento!

California Qingguang: The master has become super-perfunctory since halfway through, huh?

After assisting the god judge to distribute the things bought from Wanwu to everyone, California Qingguang thought about it and went to the god judge's room.

She seemed to have known that he would come a long time ago. On the tatami were two earthenware teacups and a box of pastries just bought from Rabbit Maru House.

"Qing Guang." The judge turned around and took off the mask on his face.Foxnosuke lay on the mountain of paperwork and moved his furry fox ears, falling asleep soundly.

"The things have been distributed to them." After California Qingguang reported the work, he paused and said, "Master, I have something to discuss with you."

"Yeah, yes." Shi Yao nodded, "Sit down and talk."

"...Thank you."

With a hesitant expression on his face, he closed the paper door, walked up and down, and sat down opposite the judge.

Perhaps it was because he had seen the appearance of the god judge a long time ago, when she was indoors, she no longer wore the thick and colorful fox mask.Therefore, California Qingguang can clearly see that the examiner has a pair of clear brown eyes.Her calm gaze seemed to be able to reach people's hearts, but it was not sharp, but calm and gentle like the morning glow of a mountain stream.

The judge waited considerately, without urging.

Under such a gentle gaze, California Qingguang, who didn't know how to speak, moved his throat and said in a low voice for a while, "I saw him and An Ding."

"Ok, I know."

"...It's great that he's still alive." California Qingguang was slightly relieved, speaking incoherently, "Although it's good, but he went to another Honmaru. I, I'm sorry."

"Qing Guang doesn't need to apologize. He came to invite you?"

"……Yes."

"But Qingguang still stayed?" Shi Yao observed California Qingguang's expression, after he nodded, he curled his lips, "Thank you."

"..."

After a long silence.

"Owner."

"Clear light."

After the two spoke at the same time, California Qingguang stepped back slightly in a daze: "Master, let's talk first?"

"Fox's help." The judge was silent for a while and reminded.Foxosuke raised his head from the pile of documents, shook his fur, picked up a certain scroll on the table, jumped off the table, and ran to the girl.

She reached out to take the scroll and opened it, placing it on the tatami.

California Qingguang immediately recognized the stable knife pattern on the scroll: "What...what's going on?"

"The god judge from Yaoqi came to me the day before yesterday, and I knew about Yamato Shou'an at that time." Shi Yao explained completely, "The current Maoqi is the second generation. There is no sword named 'Yamato Shu Anding'. That's why Ushichi was able to bring Anding back from Ikedaya."

"However, each Honmaru can only have one sword with the same name. For example, I already have you named 'California Kiyomitsu', so it is impossible to obtain a second Shinkiyoshi in other ways. The rules that maintain this It's the contract of the Government of Time, and that's why Ushichi came to me."

"Yamato Shoujun didn't have a broken knife, so his contract is still in Chen Shi's hands to this day—of course, Chen Shi of this generation is me." The god judge rewrapped the scroll and handed it to California Qingguang, "This is the document attached to the formula for breaking the contract. You give it to An Ding, and he will be free."

"Master means..." California Qingguang moved his fingertips with difficulty, but did not take it immediately.In his eyes, the light and fluffy scroll was so heavy that he couldn't muster up the courage to hold it tightly.

"Don't worry, this is not an order," Shi Yao looked at him with a gentle tone, "Qing Guang, I want to give you the right to choose."

"Your thoughts, your thoughts, Kiyomitsu—do you want to see Yamato Shoukun again?"

His... thoughts?

California Qingguang looked at the scroll with the knife pattern in the hands of the judge.

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The gods can independently adjust the season and weather of the Honmaru.

The god judges in Jiuqi like autumn, the maple leaves in the garden are in full swing, and the shadows are rolling under the moonlit night.Yamato Morita leaned against the frame of the shoji door and sat in the corridor.

There were no lights inside and outside the house, and a few maple leaves fell by his hand with the night wind. He picked them up and observed the complicated veins on them by the moonlight, feeling uninterested.

This is not the first time I woke up in the middle of the night.Closing his eyes was the scene of fighting in Ikedaya, he was alone, alone and helpless.It is true that up to this day, Yamato Shou Anding has not regretted playing in place of Qingguang. What he is worried about is that Qingguang will make the same mistakes as in the past.

From before, it was easy for him to trust the "Master".

But it is also because of this that it will be hurt.If you don't trust the judge at first, you won't feel betrayed.

"Yamato Shuan Ding, you are still awake." Yaki Hasebe who came from the other end of the corridor said, "My lord is looking for you. It is an order to go out."

"It's late at night..." Yamato Moran Ding smiled helplessly, but there was not much smile in his eyes.He got up to change out of the clothes.

"The location is Edo in 1688. My lord analyzed that the enemy is trying to stop the commercial ships transporting overseas cultures. The retrograde army only has four bodies. Do you need reinforcements?" asked Hasebe Yakiri.

"No need," Yamato Shou'an refused, "It's just four of us..."

"By the way, my lord still has something I want, I hope you can bring it back."

As analyzed by the god judge, the time retrograde army lurks on the cargo ship docked at the outer port of Edo, trying to prevent imported goods from entering the country.

There were not many time-traveling troops on the ship. Although it was not four bodies, but five bodies, Yamato Shou'an quietly dealt with the enemy in the dark without disturbing the crew and merchants, and returned to the shore.

Afterwards, it was only left to help the god judge to buy things.

Although Edo had begun foreign trade during the Genroku period, the night market was still underdeveloped.Yamato Mamoru looked at the list, and most of the items on it could only be bought tomorrow, and the judge also told him to take his time.

Yamato Shou Anding decided to find a hotel to rest for the night, and make plans tomorrow.At this moment, he noticed a golden circle of light torn apart by time and space appeared in the distant sky, looming in the dark clouds, like a dazzling aurora.

Is there a new time retrograde army lurking in?

The place where the halo appeared was at the edge of the forest not far from the port. Yamato Shou Anding looked at the fleet of merchant ships behind him. The ocean with ghostly lights was like a vast expanse of ink. The merchant ships were dark and the sea was swaying. .

It's raining.

Yamato Mamoru noticed the slight rain in the sky, he held the knife and chased towards the forest where the light circle appeared.

Time retrograde army——!

As soon as he stepped into the dense forest, he noticed the enemy's sword standing with a knife, as if defending and waiting.Yamato Mamoru Anding drew his sword out of its sheath, and walked up to the enemy sword. Before the enemy sword swung down, he was about to kill the enemy with a sudden stab, but he heard the sound of breaking through the air, and the enemy sword took a step forward due to inertia. , A painful sob overflowed from his throat.

Yamato Mamoru was taken aback for a moment, he was surprised to see that only a little silver-gray arrow had pierced through the heart of Di Da Dao.The enemy sword turned into smoke and disappeared, and Yamato Mamoru adjusted his posture, holding the handle of the sword, and raised his head warily.

Under the hazy moonlight, a beautiful girl with long light brown hair and a long white coat held a bow and arrow and looked at him expressionlessly.

It was raining at night, and the dark clouds moved lightly to cover the moon.

The author has something to say:

It's 2-3 for An Ding's single brush, but... In fact, this article can't be completely substituted into the game settings. Think about the grandpa who has tens of thousands of live attacks