Her slender and graceful figure completely disappeared in the flames.

"The monster is dead!"

"That's great!

The disaster can be over! "

"

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

After a while,

The ceremony began.

"How is it?

Is this the result you want to see? "

The man grabbed her neck and forced her to witness this sad scene with her own eyes. "Look — history can't be changed.

How funny. The legendary earliest inquisitor actually wants to learn the Retrograde march.

Do you overestimate yourself and change history?

"

The dying girl, who was restrained by him, coughed out a mouthful of blood with difficulty.

"You can't even speak?"

"

The man treated her like trash,

And threw her to the ground casually.

The eyes of the Fu Mourning God, who had been dyed red and white, moved slightly,

He couldn't help but say, "Master …"

The man slowly turned his head.

"Why … Tsurumaru Kuninaga,

Do you still have any sympathy for this inquisitor who has betrayed the Government of the Hour? "

A twisted smile appeared on his face. "What a joke!"

Kill her, get her real name and appearance, and then take her body to the Government of the Hour for a reward. This is what you should do for your master as a weapon! "

"

Asakamaru and One Period One Rise looked at each other,

They saw worry and disapproval in each other's eyes.

The man didn't waver at all.

"Tsuru Maru, give her the final blow."

"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was ordered by his master,

Walked uncontrollably to the girl.

Then,

He heard the girl's weak but firm voice.

"You can't kill me."

She said.

"And then?

He let go? "

The wandering Black Crane was nowhere to be seen,

The only ones who stayed in the abandoned Beta-1 Ben Wan were her and her valet Ataka/Bank of China.

Junka Hoshino thought for a moment and said truthfully, "When his knife came down, I dodged it, but he didn't hit it.

He didn't manage to hit me, and before he could strike again, I activated my magic and ran away. "

"… What a close call."

Ataka relaxed his body slightly, but his tone was still solemn.

"Don't worry, although my life was hanging by a thread, but if he really wanted to kill me, I still have a backup plan." Junka winked slyly, "See, didn't I escape just like that?"

Ataka did not comment on this.

He casually brushed away the petals that had accidentally stuck to her hair and asked, "Why did you tell him that he couldn't kill you?"

Based on his understanding of this young girl, her words were definitely not a dying plea for mercy, nor was it a declaration of arrogance and self-confidence.

"Ataka should know better than me about this kind of thing." Junka stuck out her tongue. In front of people close to her, she would occasionally reveal her playful side.

Ataka sighed helplessly and knocked on her forehead, "Very sharp."

Junka's eyes curved, then she straightened her face and asked, "So, at that time, when I was discussing with my boss what kind of information to tell the split souls, what did you secretly do?"

"To protect you, Firefly and Aizen Kunitoshi, that was what I left behind. I don't know what the other knives did … Huh?

Why did you pinch me? "Ataka grabbed her hand, his face full of surprise," You're not happy?

Are you kidding? I'm your knife, what's wrong with protecting you from harm? "

"Ataka, this will bring trouble to the other Divine Inquisitors."

"You don't usually provoke them," Ataka said casually, "Besides, the Divine Inquisitors won't do anything to you."

As long as they did not do anything to Junka Hoshino, this hint was equivalent to ineffective.

But if they did, it would depend on the thoughts of the original soul. Some split souls would only be temporarily restrained, and some would suffer a more serious backlash.

He could not help but think of Beta-1 Ben Wan's Black Crane.

Although he usually had a little feeling, when he really knew it, he was still very surprised …

He pondered.

"Hey, don't you think …" His eyes slid over to Junka, who was taking notes.

"Hmm?"

Ataka scratched his head in annoyance. According to his usual habits, he really did not want to talk about this problem with the Divine Inquisitors.

For Firefly.

He comforted himself.

"Don't you think that Tsurumaru Kuninaga cares too much about you?"

Junka's pen tip paused.

"Why do you think so?" she asked.

Ataka looked at her expression and found that the "surprise" on her face was not fake. In other words, she really did not feel that there was anything unusual about Tsuru Maru's actions.

So he thought for a while, held her face with both hands, and slowly approached her.

"Do you have any thoughts?"

His hot breath gently sprayed on her face. Junka frowned slightly in discomfort, but still said, "No."

He sighed helplessly, put down his hand, and pulled away from her again.

"Has Tsuru Maru ever done this to you?" he asked.

"Yes, isn't this the natural closeness of a sword to its master?"

Junka said with a smile, "You see, the Daggers often ask to be patted on the head and hugged. Sanri Yue Temple asked me to help him change his clothes. Kohimaru Hall carried me when I was tired … At first, I was not used to it, but later I thought it through. The thoughts of a sword should not be measured by the thoughts of a human."

"As your master, I have to have such an awareness." Her voice was sonorous and powerful.

Ming Shi collapsed on top of her all of a sudden. Chun Xia couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"In this regard, Guojun and Firefly are smarter than you."

He wrapped his hand around his master's waist, and after she stood still, he said lazily, "Up to you, as long as you don't hurt yourself."

Junka was confused.

"Then, then, shall we go inside This Pill to investigate?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes, yes, I'll reluctantly accompany you today."

Ataka's voice sounded like he was about to fall asleep.

Junka rolled her eyes.

-

This Pill was different from the normal This Pill. Although the exterior of Beta-1 Ben Wan was shabby, the interior was clean and tidy. It was as if after the God's Inquisitor and Fu Mourning God left This Pill, there were still people living here, and they carefully and patiently cleaned it every day.

"Not necessarily, it could also be that time has stopped at this moment." Junka thought of This Pill A-31 and commented.

"At least the people who came to investigate before didn't find anything unusual."

Ataka said as he flipped through the information, "There are no traces of fighting, and no traces of … Ah, this is really troublesome."

Junka pushed open the door of the forging room, and the swordsmith was smoking.

Sensing that someone had come in, the swordsmith turned around and greeted with a smile, "Hello, hello, the new God's Inquisitor is here so soon — Oh?

Is this Ataka/Bank of China?

It's rare to see you. "

As a swordsmith, he was more familiar with knives than the God's Inquisitor.

"Sorry, but I'm not the new God's Inquisitor." Junka skillfully took out her work permit and gestured to the swordsmith.

The swordsmith looked away and extinguished his cigarette.

"I want to ask what happened to This Pill."

Junka said straightforwardly, "When the government found out about This Pill, the swordsmiths were basically all dead.

But you're still alive and well, calmly waiting for the next God's Inquisitor to come. Is there any mystery behind this? "

'Master, you're so direct.'

Ataka secretly facepalmed.

"Hehe, the last person who came here also asked a similar question." The swordsmith chuckled, "But he was much more polite than you."

"I'm just doing business."

Junka took all the information on Beta-1 Ben Wan from Ataka and flipped to the middle section, "You told the previous investigator that since the death of the first God's Inquisitor in B-1, the swordsmiths of This Pill showed signs of corruption, and the more obvious ones were the Five Tigers Retreat, Maeda Fujiro, and Anatou Shiro, right?"

"Yes, this was a long time ago. Is there a problem?"

"When the God's Inquisitor died, Sanchū Sōjin and One Period One Rise were shopping for daily necessities at Manhuu. Fujiro's Swordsmiths and Firefly were playing in the courtyard. Bonehead Fujiro, Candlestick Tachibana, and Asakamaru were leading teams two, three, and four on expeditions.

The names of each team were recorded.

So I know very well. "Junka said each word clearly," But, there's one thing I still don't understand. "

"At that time, where was Tsurumaru Kuninaga?"

Where was Tsurumaru Kuninaga?

This was the suspicious point she found on the way to This Pill.

Just now, when she and Ming Shi met Hei He in the courtyard, Chun Xia didn't have time to ask him this question before he casually said "Goodbye" and disappeared from where he stood.

After he left, Ataka immediately asked her about her relationship with Black Crane, so she didn't have time to think about it.

"Tsuru Maru, hahaha, there are very few people who care about him," the knife maker said.

"The people who came before asked about the second God's Inquisitor and Candlestick Tachibana. They were very curious why Candlestick Tachibana and the God's Inquisitor jumped into the pool together."

"But you didn't answer."

"Yes, because I'm not very clear about this matter. After all, I'm just a small knife maker."

He slowly stepped on the extinguished cigarette butt. "I heard that some colleagues can hear a lot of gossip in the knife forging room all day long … Alas, it's a pity that the second God's Inquisitor of This Pill doesn't like knives very much."

Junka tried hard to suppress the urge to listen to gossip.

"What's the matter with Tsurumaru Kuninaga?" She persisted in asking.

Intuition told her that if she wanted to know the truth about This Pill, the knife maker in front of her and the Black Crane in front of her just now would be the key.

The knife maker didn't change the topic this time. Instead, he answered in a very flat tone, "He secretly fell. He has been locked in a room deep in This Pill by the first God's Inquisitor."

Chun Xia was taken aback, but Ming Shi maintained his calm demeanor.

"I thought the Tsurumaru Kuninaga of This Pill died after the death of the second God's Inquisitor …"

"No, well, I didn't say before because no one asked."

The knife maker lowered his voice mysteriously. "He secretly fell in the battle between the first God's Inquisitor and another God's Inquisitor."

Another God's Inquisitor?

Ataka suddenly said, "The God's Inquisitor of A-0?"

"Probably, because I once heard the God's Inquisitor mention it." He laughed. "'Trash!

That woman of A-0 is so badly injured!

Can't kill her! '

And so on … Then, the God's Inquisitor madly invested resources for a period of time, wanting me to forge a second Tsurumaru Kuninaga. But if I did as he asked, wouldn't that be too embarrassing … Hehehe. "

Junka: "No wonder the knife maker who secretly fell for This Pill died."

The author has something to say: "The plot here is a little long. Take your time reading. If there's anything you don't understand, leave it. When this part is over, you can ask me.

Tomorrow is 9.1. I've decided to ask for a wave of messages today and give out a wave of red packets. Before tomorrow's update, I'll send red packets = 333 = Happy new school year. "

It's rare to be cute _ (: з) ∠) _ I want to leave a message.

… The following topic is not suitable for minors.

… It's not suitable!

… It's really not suitable!

* Cough cough * I'm obsessed with my brother's waist.

Then, I couldn't help but look at a lot of swordsman's cars on Weibo. I saw an article where the female protagonist carefully explored the necessity of This Pill: For the God's Inquisitor, it can relieve her inner depression. For the God's Inquisitor, it can help her experience life.

Hahahahaha.

Everyone likes to write about the Minamoto brothers X the God's Inquisitor's car, hahahaha.

Sigh, I really want to write a short story about simple daily life without any complicated plot. Does anyone want to read it?