Inquisitor's Melancholy

"Master, I will help you up."

Seeing that Li Xian was still lying on the ground, he thoughtfully stretched out a hand towards him.No matter how high the temperature is during the day, at night, the night wind howls outside the window, blowing away the remaining heat on the ground, and it still feels a bit cold.

What's more, the owner is lying on the floor in unlined clothes, and it should be even colder, so it is not good to catch a cold.

"Ah, it's the first issue, thank you."

After they all left, Li Xian finally had a free hand to wipe away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes. The single clothes on his body were a little messy because of the fight just now. He sat up first and tidied up his clothes , and then took Yiqi Yizhen's hand and stood up with strength.

"Huh? Why is your face a little red in the first issue?"

"No, nothing!" Yiqi Yizhen covered his face and replied without hesitation, but his blushing became even more serious, which made Li Xian even more worried.

Could it be that you are allergic to the seafood you ate at night?Do sword men also have this kind of allergy symptoms?

"He's fine, no... Maybe it's a big problem, after all, Yiqi Yizhen is a very possessive sword that loves its master but doesn't show it to the outside..."

Mr. You Zhu said something to himself, and when Li Xian looked at him suspiciously, he smiled silly again, and patted Li Xian on the shoulder, "Okay, let's play a game, Add one more phase and one vibration, because it is the children's bedtime now, so I won't draw the current sword."

Pushing Jinjian's back, he sent him back to the room. Mr. You Zhu enthusiastically brought the lottery holder in front of the swordsmen and asked them to draw lots. The rules of the game are as described before, and no one can refuse the king's order.

Seeing that the bamboo stick in the stick tube was empty, Mr. You Zhu raised the corners of his lips, put his fingertips on one end of the chopsticks, and slowly slid down, he was sure of the king.

Unexpectedly, after all the fingers were removed, what appeared in front of him was not the word king, but the serial number "five".

How can it be?

"Just now after Mr. You Zhu finished shaking the lottery, I was a little curious, so I shook it casually twice."

Seeing the smile on Qing Jiang's smiling face, Mr. You Zhu sincerely wanted to beat him up.

"So, who is the king?"

Mr. You Zhu looked around and asked.At this time, Gukuu Toshiro slowly raised the chopsticks in his hand, "I am."

"It's Gu Gu, what order do you want to give?"

Gukuu Toshiro's eyes fell on Li Xian's face, what's the number of the lord?I don't know...then just say one casually, it must be the lord, please.

"I hope number three...can touch me."

When Gukuu Fujishiro said this, not only the other swordsmen were stunned, but even Lixian didn't react.

Gukuu Fujishiro actually made such a request, "Ah... what a pity, I really want to touch Gukuu's fluffy hair too."

"You can touch mine as you please?" Mr. You Zhu leaned his head towards Li Xian, and Li Xian pushed his head back, "No need! And don't say you are number three, my family You will never touch the cute bone-cut Toshiro!"

"Eh? Not the lord..."

After realizing that No. [-] was not the main character, Toshiro Gukuro was a little panicked. It was clear that the No. [-] lottery was drawn just now. Will he not be able to draw again this time?So... who is number three...

"Hahaha, brother, your order is so simple! It's rare to be a king, so you can be more greedy."

Natsuo Toshiro raised a hand and rubbed it on the top of Gukuu Toshiro's head, and said in a tone like coaxing a child: "Good boy, good boy."

Feeling the gentle force on the top of the head, the straight lip line of Gukuu Toshiro also rose a little, as if... this is not bad.

"Wow... In this round, am I the king? What kind of order is better."

Yamato Mamoru was perplexed as he clutched the chopsticks in his hand. Sure enough, he would be very hesitant when he suddenly became a king. He wanted to give too many orders, but he didn't know what kind of order he should give.

"Think about it, knee pillow, I want a knee pillow! Then number seven will be fine."

When he was by Okita-kun's side before, Okita-kun also liked to put him on his lap, it was warm and soft to the touch. Later, when he came to the lord's side, he would often take a nap on the lord's lap in the morning.

Like Okita-kun, the main character is also a very gentle master.

"Ah... there is no way, An Ding, I will lend you my thigh temporarily."

California Qingguang sat down anywhere, and patted his thigh in front of Yamato Shu Anding. The attitude of "you can enjoy it" amused Yamato Shu Anding. Don't mention the knee pillow, I don't want to have a clear thigh~"

"That will definitely not give you the master's thigh."

"Hmph, Qingguang's mouth is really strict. I just let you drink three bowls of vinegar. Isn't it suitable for you?"

"That will kill people!"

After a few rounds of games, more and more bizarre requests were made at the end, such as writing with the buttocks, singing while squatting, talking in a crying voice, and so on.

As Mr. Yuzhu said, it is a very healthy game for adults.

It's a pity that until the end, Mr. You Zhu, who proposed this game, didn't draw the king's lottery. He angrily put the lottery on the table, and snorted coldly, "It's so boring... Ha~ so sleepy."

"Mr. You Zhu, are you already drunk? Then go back to the room and rest." If he passed out here, he will have to move another one later, which is very troublesome.

"No...don't! I haven't... haven't drawn the king's lottery yet..."

Mr. You Zhu pouted in dissatisfaction, while rubbing his sleepy eyes, he shook his head vigorously, trying to make himself more awake.

From Li Xian's point of view, Mr. You Zhu actually has such a childish side, it seems that he is really drunk.

In order to let him fall asleep peacefully, Li Xian took out the king's lottery from the lottery holder and handed it to Mr. You Zhu, "I got the king's lottery, so go to sleep obediently?"

"Huh? That's great..." Mr. You Zhu took the lottery and said happily to everyone: "Everyone, I got the king's lottery...why are you all asleep?"

"Then Li Xian, come and listen to my orders, okay..."

Mr. You Zhu grabbed Li Xian's arm and said sleepily.

"It's ok, I can satisfy you with any order." To deal with a drunk, what Li Xian thought of was to follow him as much as possible, and it would be best if he could be coaxed to sleep in the room. I'm tired, and I really don't want to add more tasks to myself.

His eyes scanned the many empty wine bottles on the table, they really drank a lot tonight.

"So... tell me your whole past. Your pain... let me bear it too. It doesn't matter what you protect the history, you are... to find the sword man who disappeared. right..."

Mr. You Zhu was so sleepy that he leaned his forehead on Li Xian's shoulder and spoke intermittently.

"Mr. Youzhu, why do you know?"

He shouldn't have said this to anyone, even the men with swords only knew that he came to the Government of Time to follow the agreement with his friends.

And back then, everyone who knew about his experience was killed by him.

"I've investigated... I found that when you were young, the amount of sacrifices made by swordsmen was zero...that is to say, the swordsman you're looking for...has never existed from the very beginning..."

It may be a wild sword man who has not been included by the government of time, or it may be something else. In short, those who cannot be found in the government of time are non-existent sword men and unrecognized sword men.

"Doesn't exist...?"

Lixian closed his eyes wearily, if it doesn't exist, what's the use of doing these things, obviously he just wants to see him again.

"Never forgive."

"... Lixian... what did you say?"

"I will never forgive him. He saved me self-servingly, wanted to kill me self-containedly, made a promise self-containedly, and disappeared without self-concern...does he not exist now? How can I allow it!"

"Oh I'm sorry, sorry."

Li Xian suddenly came to his senses, and when he was about to apologize, he realized that Mr. You Zhu had already fallen asleep lying on his shoulders. He couldn't help but feel a little helpless, as expected, he had to use all his strength to move him into the room.

Although he had already showered, Li Xian was sweating again when he moved Mr. You Zhu and all the drunk sword men back to their own room, so he simply went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The place where he fell on the floor before was still a little painful. Li Xian turned his back to the mirror and tried to check the situation, but apart from the slight bruising, all he saw was a scar like a ravine on his back.

How many years have passed, he doesn't remember, before he became a god judge, he had no idea about time, after he became a god judge, because he kept going back and forth between the historical era and the present world, he couldn't tell the difference, he How long have you been waiting.

How could it not exist...

This scar is the trace of his existence.

He will continue to wait, and he will stick to his promise, so he will never let the darkness of the past occupy his heart.

Li Xian turned around, put one hand on the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes became darker and darker, and said in a low and cold tone: "Disappear, you monster."

After spending the night at the seaside, the next day is the return journey. The hangover Qingguang Qingguang felt his feet go weak as soon as he woke up. How much wine did he drink last night?How did you get back to the room in the end?Ahhh, I can't remember everything.

"An Ding... Wake up, An Ding."

California Kiyomitsu pushed Yamato Shou'an beside him.

"Okita-kun, I'll go find you right away...ah, no, no, I have to stay by my lord's side..."

California Qingguang touched his nose, it was hopeless, An Ding was more drunk than him.

"Qingguang, An Ding, we're leaving. You two are the last to get up." Li Xian pushed open the door and greeted Qing Guang and Yamato Shou Anding.

"My lord? My lord looks very energetic. Didn't you drink yesterday?" California Qingguang recalled last night, as if he didn't see his lord drinking much.

"Yes, come quickly, or I will leave you behind."

"Yes! My lord, wait!"

Before leaving, Li Xian looked at the beauty of the sea and sky and smiled slightly.This trip to the seaside should also become a good memory, whether it is for him or for the sword man.

It was great to keep that promise.

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In the next volume, go to Heianjing to find Seimei, and uncover the secret of the silver-haired and red-eyed youth~