The Fairy of the King [Comprehensive]

Karasuma was also there in the ward, and when he saw me chasing Yaken Toshiro with the pillow, Karasuma's expression remained unchanged, kneeling on the cushion with a dignified and elegant posture.

"It's just that we haven't seen each other for a while, and Yaoyan is fighting with the main hall so well. I'm really relieved to be a father." Xiao Karasuma's tone was lightly teased.

Yaoyan's hair was a little messy, and he straightened his crooked glasses.

"Before you left, I was still worried about any accidents for my father." Xiao Karasuma's voice was immature, and her body was full of elder aura.He looked over and said to me: "These children are too seriously injured to move, so we can only trouble the main hall to take a trip. This child Yaoyan has endured too much pressure, and his mind is inevitably sensitive and deep, and he is prone to wild thoughts."

"Obviously I've never met me before, it's too imaginative to add a persona to me without authorization." I complained.

Seeing the scene in the room clearly, I frowned deeply, the scene was too shocking.The air is filled with the smell of medicine, which is fine, but the smell of blood mixed with the smell of medicine rushes into the nasal cavity and makes me feel uncomfortable. It's not because I'm afraid of blood or something, it's just that I don't like it psychologically.The wounded little knives were lying under the quilt one by one, with their eyes closed, and white bandages could be seen where the quilt was exposed. They seemed to have lost their sense of the outside world and fell into a coma, seemingly dying.Such a picture, children are more shocking than adults, it is unbearable to look directly at.

I threw down the pillow, walked quickly to the dagger closest to me, knelt down and reached out to touch it lightly, my heart trembled, the situation was very bad, the oil was exhausted, and the lamp was dry, and it would be suffering if I lasted a second longer. Maybe it will die in the next second.

Needless to say, the rescue was started decisively.

I know the usual treatment methods for the sword man, but at this time I subconsciously adopted the method I am most familiar with.

Although with the newly built novice trumpet, the abilities in all aspects are the initial values, and the skill tree has not been lit up, but it was not lit before, and now it can be tapped.

My first magic skill chose healing.

Primary healing magic increases blood in one second, and the effect is very good. If the cure is not enough at one time, use it several times. With the magic light shining, the little dagger that was still alive just now recovered quickly, and opened his eyes in a daze.

I made eye contact with him.

He was dazed for a second, then seemed to come to his senses suddenly, trembled all over, and pulled the quilt to cover his face in a panic, only showing his eyes timidly.

"Back!" Yao Yan was excited.

"Brother Yaoyan..." The boy who hid under the quilt hadn't figured out the situation, was in a daze.

"The main hall is really swift and resolute." Karasuma opened her eyes wide and sincerely praised.

"It's easy to talk about." I sat cross-legged in a meditation position, "Wait for me for five seconds, and I'll be fine soon."

The blue is too low, and I just bottomed out in the frenzied treatment.There is too little mana, so it is used quickly and recovers quickly.After five seconds it's full, and I start to heal the next one.Every time I consume all the mana, and then meditate to recover, because every seriously injured little dagger is dying. I was racing against time, and I was afraid that a little dagger would hiccup under my nose fart.The effect of this is that the blue is up. Sure enough, meditation after exhaustion is helpful to increase the magic power. The disadvantage is that the physical strength is exhausted, and the backache feels like the body is hollowed out.Meditation can restore mana, but not physical strength.

When all the short knives in the house were cured by me, I didn't want to move anymore.

I lay down on the tatami mat, posing in a freestyle posture, with my face pressed against the tatami mat, and looked at my first cured short knife, "That one over there..."

"Uh...yes!" The little dagger panicked.

"Let your little tiger massage my back with meat balls. Now only meat balls can heal my tired body and mind." I made a request.

"Yes!" Little Short Knife carefully picked up a little tiger and put it on my back.

The little tiger is very smart, and he stepped on my back with a meat ball, giving me a decent massage.

"General, thank you for your hard work. Thank you very much for saving my younger brothers." Yaoken Fujishiro and Fang Cai are completely different people. The bitterness and hatred are deep, and now it is radiant.

After thanking him, he solemnly said: "If the general doesn't mind, I will give you a little massage..."

"Okay, don't mind." I said immediately.

Yao Yan choked for a moment, helped his eyes, and said helplessly, "General, you trust others too easily."

I looked at him strangely.

Drug research seems to be even more helpless.

When Yaoken pressed my leg, I let out a cry.

When Yaoken pressed my back, I screamed.

When Yaoken pressed my hand, I cried out.

Drug research...

Suddenly a white figure hangs upside down from the eaves, "Yaoyan, do you have this hobby?"

I look at him.

Yaoyan looked at him.

Karasuma looked at him.

Younger brothers A, B, C, and D look at him.

Being watched by so many pairs of eyes, the other party didn't panic, and opened his eyes wide in astonishment, "It really scared me, Awataguchi's short knives all recovered, so quickly!?"

Yao Yan withdrew his gaze, without any hesitation in his movements, "General, please don't make strange noises, it will misunderstand other blades."

I screamed, "It hurts, hurts...!"

Yaoyan: "If it hurts, it doesn't work. If it works, it doesn't hurt. The general must be negligent in exercising on weekdays."

Let me go, how long has this body been built, it is useless to use it all for exercise, although I do not exercise on weekdays, so hard, pain is certain, I am not plasticine.

I lay on the tatami like a salted fish.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga jumped down from the eaves, ran into the house, sat in front of me, rested his chin on one hand, looked at me, his golden eyes were full of interest, "Master is really unexpected."

This posture of gloating and watching the good show makes me very happy.

I reach out to him.

"Hey hey hey, do you want to shake hands with Kazuru?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and handed over his hand.

I grabbed his hand and bit down on it.I didn't cry out, because Yaoyan's pressure was painful, so I bit it hard.

Then it became like this.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(lot(r)

"It's already very light." Yaken said.

After a while, Tsurumaru Kuninaga screamed again.

"Take it easy, the master has bitten me again!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga howled.

"The current strength is just right." Yao Yan said seriously.

I think this conversation is okay to listen to. Others don't seem to think so.

The voice from the side was particularly tangled.

"Brother Yaken...well, don't you think your conversation with Tsurumaru...was terrible?"

Yaken and Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked over.

I also looked over.

Long orange hair and blue eyes, who looks like a girl but is actually a boy. His face is full of tangled knives, and his complexion is weird. "Bie Ren thought you were doing terrible... strange things when he heard about it."

Yaoyan: "It's just a massage for the general."

"But the voice..."

Karasuma held a cup of tea and took a sip calmly. "If someone thinks wrong, he will definitely educate him as a father."

I let go and let Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand go, sullenly, "Are you okay? You don't need to massage anymore, I think I'm fine."

As soon as his hand was free, Tsurumaru Kuninaga immediately withdrew his hand, looking at the teeth marks on it, his face was full of heartache.

Yao Yan thought about it, then withdrew his hand, "Since the general said so, let's end it. I don't know if the general is satisfied with my service?"

I got up and sat down. When I heard what he said, I just wanted to slap him. Isn’t my persona in your heart an unreasonable, cold-blooded, ruthless scum? Did you change the persona so quickly? The attitude changed 180 degrees, and he became a demon king, or is it like this for all doctors?No, I'm also a doctor, I'm not such a ghost, I'm gentle.

"Satisfactory, I think every sword man in this pill should get down and get a massage." I gave Yaoken a thumbs up, smiling very brightly.

Holding a little fluffy tiger in my arms, I sat in front of the low coffee table, and poured me a cup of tea earnestly with the little dagger that cut my sister's head.

Karasuma put down the teacup in his hand, looked at me, and suddenly said in surprise: "The tea stem has stood up, which is a good sign."

I looked down, and there was indeed a tea stem floating vertically in the teacup.

"Besides Awataguchi, there are other men with swords in Honmaru who have been seriously injured." Karasuma's tone was calm, meaningless, just a simple statement, "The main hall has excellent healing ability, and the recovery is also very fast, except for the lack of physical strength. .Since the former grass bully resigned, the Honmaru Swordsman has lost his spiritual power supply and treatment. He was seriously injured and could only hold on. Everyone here is a lovely child for his father. The father really can't bear to let them endure serious injuries all the time. If it is possible, I can only wish to recover immediately. I just don’t know what the meaning of the main hall is...?”

Me: "If you still have it, continue the treatment. This kind of thing can't be delayed."

After the voice fell, I found that the surrounding seemed to be as quiet as a sudden death.

Yaoyan: "Grass bully?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "That application was really successful? The government of time changed the job title of a god judge to a grass bully?! It really scared me!!"

Karasuma nodded, "Now the Caobaba forum is boiling. I'm afraid many people are dissatisfied with the sudden change to this title."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha...!!!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga burst out laughing, and frantically slapped the low coffee table in front of him.

"So, now the god judge is no longer called the god judge, but Cao Baba?" Yaoyan's glasses slipped down, dumbfounded.

"Current affairs are going crazy! Judging...cough cough, the tyrants will definitely protest." Tsurumaru Kuninaga leaned on the low coffee table, almost crying with laughter.

"That's right, the forum has exploded. Not only protests, but also curses." I am satisfied with my masterpiece.

"But it will be changed back soon." Yao Yan straightened his glasses.

"What's the matter, I'll submit the application when the time comes." I said nonchalantly.

Isn't it just a magic scroll, I make as many as I want, the light grass is overbearing, it is boring, and it can be renamed the sword witch and the sword messenger or something.

"...Did the general do it?" Yao Yan showed a look of astonishment.

"Why doesn't the master like the title of God Judge? Humans should think this title is very prestigious, right?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked suddenly.

"You also said that humans feel that I am not a human being, I am just wearing the identity of a human being." I curled my lips, "This title is very unfriendly to me, I am not so courageous, what kind of title? Dare to use it."

"The true identity of the master is God?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked.

"It is correct in terms of thinking, but I guessed it wrong. I am not from the Protoss, but I did reject the title because I felt that the "God Judge" was too arrogant, as if I wanted to ride on the head of a god. It’s not that important. It’s just a guy who doesn’t know anything, so he is so stupid and bold, and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.” I took a sip from the teacup and put it down, “I will continue to treat other sword men. Can you help me clean up the room? Do you want to tidy it up? It’s full of things left by your predecessor, you can keep the things you want to keep and put them away, and throw away everything you don’t need. In short, the room must be completely emptied.”

"Oh oh oh, is the master going to Wanwu to choose new furniture in person?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga's spirits lifted, his eyes lit up.

The other little knives also looked interested, but they all refrained from speaking, only their eyes revealed their full of desire.

I knew what they meant at a glance, "If you want to go, go together, it's just shopping together, it's not a big deal."

Not every swordsman is as easy to get along with as Karasuma Tsurumaru Kuninaga. When Yaken first came to beg me to treat his younger brothers, his posture was simply declaring what other swordsmen think of me, scumbag .I have a sense of responsibility. Since I take this job, I will do it seriously. The treatment does not necessarily require me to be present in person. It is also possible to have a magic scroll, which saves you from looking at each other.

It took time to make healing magic scrolls, and handed them over to Yaoken to distribute them to sword men in need.

In view of the attitude of the men with swords and swords, I think a just hammer is needed, and we can't always beat them with pillows.

At the first stop of Wanwu, I bought a large inflatable hammer.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga joined in the fun and bought a mace.

The knives bought inflatable swords.

Even Karasuma bought an inflatable hammer.

A group of us walking on the road is like a landscape, which is particularly eye-catching.

The author has something to say: there is still no small theater