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[Please enter the name of The Inquisitor.]

[Ji Kai.]

[Please select the Sword Wielding Man.]

In the open space in front of him, there were five holographic projections of different heights.

Ji Kai looked over them.

The first little brother's face was very beautiful. His short black hair was glossy and there were small braids at the back of his head. Because he wasn't tall, he looked like he was underage. The second little brother was also very beautiful. He had purple hair and green eyes. He was wearing a gorgeous cloak with a peony flower on the left side of his chest. He stood casually and had an elegant temperament. The third short haired man had a sword in one hand and a gun in the other. He had a straightforward personality. The fourth blonde young man was wrapped in a tattered bedsheet.

Did he have a sense of security? So he wanted to hide his face in his bangs and bedsheet. The fifth one was wearing a dazzling golden armour, but he had a head of soft and beautiful purple hair.

Almost without a second of hesitation, Ji Kai chose the sword that looked relatively normal in all aspects and was called the Singing Immortal Sword as his starting blade.

The scene changed and Ji Kai appeared in a Japanese-style room.

A little fox with red patterns on its body jumped out from the side.

"Nice to meet you. I am Fox's Assistance.

From today onwards, I will be your guide. Please take care of me! "

A beginner guide. This was the first thing that every player would encounter when they logged on.

Most of the time, this beginner guide was long and smelly. Moreover, it wasn't very deep. Players would have to search for a guide before using it … …

Thinking of this, Ji Kai who only wanted to help and then log off walked forward. He couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch Fox's Assistance's head, "I'll play for a bit before logging off. Can we not do the beginner guide for now?"

The little fox blinked, "Sir The Inquisitor, you have just been appointed, so you don't understand the situation.

Are you sure you want to skip the beginner guide? "

It wasn't skipping.

Although he wanted to correct it, he didn't need it. Ji Kai nodded his head, "Yes."

Hearing this, Fox's Assistance left while wagging its tail. The youth who had been quietly standing on the side walked over.

"I am Gokusen Kanazane.

It was reputed as the second generation of works that were second to none in the history of Jianding, and was generally known as the works of Jianding.

The origin of the name was thirty-six Gokusen. Very elegant, right?

… Well, the original owner killed 36 people. If I say this, everyone will probably show an expression of not knowing what to do. "

"Hello, I'm Ji Kai. Nice to meet you."

Ji Kai gave a standard response to the other party's self-introduction and changed the topic with a clear goal in mind. "Where can I check the sword that your friend gave me?"

"The Inquisitor gave you a sword as a gift?

Hmm … "The purple-haired young man thought for a moment and suggested," You can go to the saber tent to check. "

"Thank you." Compared to Fox's Assistance, who seemed to have problems understanding, the humanoid character was much more intelligent.

Ji Kai came to such a conclusion. Then, he turned around and walked out to look for the so-called "saber tent".

*

Ten hours ago.

The sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass. Ji Kai, who had just finished showering, picked up his chopsticks and was about to taste the luxurious lunch that he had spent a lot of credits on and ordered two weeks in advance. Just as he was about to taste it, someone rang the doorbell.

"Please, please!

Three days at most! "

He Tian, who could only be considered an acquaintance, begged for an account card and handed it to him. "I can only store 60 swords at most. Any more and I'll have to throw them away.

But I really don't want to.

After thinking about it, you're the only one who can help me. "

"You just have to go online and activate your account. We can add each other as friends and you can receive my gift. You don't have to do anything else."

"After I finish organizing this Pill, I'll take him back."

Ji Kai looked at the account card in his hand. Although downloading the game was troublesome, rejecting the other party would be even more troublesome.

After all, it sounded like it was a piece of cake.

With this thought in mind, Ji Kai accepted it.

Before leaving in a hurry, He Tian gave him a rare bow. It could be considered sincere, but it was more of joy and eagerness.

He could interpret the sincerity, but eagerness?

It felt like he was finally free to do something else.

Could it be that his game progress was affected because he couldn't store items?

So he was happy because he had temporarily solved his problem?

Ji Kai subconsciously began to speculate about the logical relationship between He Tian's emotions and actions. On the surface, he still looked indifferent and slow.

"Don't worry.

I'll take good care of it. "

He Tian showed an extremely grateful expression. He thanked him again and again before leaving.

Eight hours ago, Ji Kai lay on the sofa and bathed in the sunlight that shone in through the floor-to-ceiling window. He finished watching the last episode of the recently popular TV series.

The artificial intelligence butler, Eliza, recommended a few other series to him. Ji Kai looked at the synopsis and was not interested.

He lay on the sofa and took a nap. He suddenly remembered the account card He Tian had given him at noon.

"Eliza, help me download it …"

What's it called … Hmm …

Ji Kai took out the account card and read the name on it. "Dance of the Sword and Saber. Notify me when the download is complete."

Six hours ago, Ji Kai was renovating his house in The Sims. Eliza reported the download progress of the new game.

Five hours ago, Ji Kai logged out of the game and browsed through the recommended dishes on the latest food channel. Then, he looked at the credits needed and reluctantly closed the webpage.

Three hours ago, Ji Kai finished working out.

Two hours ago, Ji Kai threw the takeout box into the garbage disposal system in the house.

An hour ago, Ji Kai, who had eaten his fill, lay on the chair, picked up the coin-sized round simulator, and placed it on his temples.

A white mechanical light covered his open eyes. His nervous system successfully connected to the server.

The holographic game loader on the table flashed green, indicating that Ji Kai had successfully logged into Dance of the Sword and Saber.

…

Time and space reversed.

History changed.

Rewind.

Only Sword and Saber

…

In 2205 AD, historical revisionists began to attack the past in order to change history.

In order to suppress the rebels, the government of time sent many The Inquisitor to protect history.

The Inquisitor could awaken the thoughts and souls of sleeping objects, awakening them and giving them the power to fight.

And the strongest God of Death born from the sword and saber, "Mr. Sword and Saber", was the crystallization of ancient spirits and skills.

In order to protect history with "Mr. Sword and Saber", The Inquisitor returned to the past …

…

Because the opening plot was well-made, Ji Kai patiently watched it.

It felt like a combat game. Yes, he hated fighting and killing the most.

With this judgment, Ji Kai decided that after receiving He Tian's sword and saber, he would go offline and sleep.

*

He stepped barefoot on the wooden floor and walked along the corridor for a distance.

Under the guidance of the floating arrow in his field of vision, Ji Kai stopped outside the door of a saber tent marked with a wooden sign.

Inside the door, a man sat quietly.

According to the game's settings, it should be referred to as Fu Mourning God.

Before watching the game's plot animation, he had wondered why He Tian would go through so much trouble. Now, it seemed that if a combat item had the form and emotions of a human, it would be safer for another player to take care of it for him.

Ji Kai purposely hid his presence. Without disturbing the other party, he carefully observed the Fu Mourning God.

He held a saber in his hand. With his head lowered, he knelt there without saying a word as if he was thinking about something.

A strong wave of emotions rushed out from the room. It was the smell of silence, despair, loneliness, and sadness.

Its source was the God of Death who had the form of a sword and saber but had the form of a human.

What was there to be sad about?

What was there to be despair about?

Ji Kai had questions in his mind. At the same time, he took a step forward and walked into the room from the door.

At the same time, the other party suddenly jumped up. With a quick movement, he pulled out his saber.

The blade reflected the sunlight outside the window and reflected in his beast-like eyes.

"You're quite alert …"

Ji Kai raised his head and gently pushed the sharp weapon across his neck away. "But I'm not an enemy."

Time froze for a few seconds.

Then …

Suddenly, the hostility and murderous intent disappeared at the same time. Instead, it was replaced by a panicked and nervous voice. "I'm so sorry!"

Ji Kai casually waved at him and calmly walked around the petrified person. He walked into the room and sat down.

With a thud, the Fu Mourning God behind him knelt down. "I just came back from the battlefield. My mind is still in a mess … When you approached, you didn't have a familiar presence … I … I've offended you. My sin is unforgivable …"

"It's okay, it's okay." Ji Kai hated this kind of scene, but he still smiled and comforted him patiently.

"Thank you for your magnanimity." The other party looked grateful and knelt down to show his respect.

Then, he straightened up and faced the new Inquisitor seriously. He introduced himself. "My name is Cut Long Hasebe.

As long as it's an order from the Lord, no matter what it is, I'll do it for you. "

Ji Kai looked at the sword in front of him that He Tian had specially come to ask for.

It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.

His short gray hair was messy, and there were a few scars on his handsome face. The wounds were still bleeding, and the modified priest's uniform was tattered. The shirt inside was stained with blood, and the strong muscles of his abdomen could be seen through the tears.

Well, as a combat game, the game was quite willing to put in effort in the minor details.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious …" Ji Kai dragged his tone, touched his chin, and started to complain. "It's the first time we meet. Do all of you have to say this?"

In today's highly developed artificial intelligence, most games had adopted the core algorithm that was currently widely used on robots.

The freedom of the characters in the game was frighteningly high. If it was not explained in advance or through a series of specialized tests, it would be difficult for players to distinguish the embedded characters in the game from other online players.

Since logging into the game, whether it was the guide Fox's Assistance that popped up, the initial sword that was assigned as soon as he entered, or the Fu Mourning God that was no longer the initial value in front of him, they all had to follow the program to introduce themselves.

This old-fashioned style had to be said, Ji Kai had a good impression of the old man.

Hearing his question, Hasebe looked up. "It's the first time I meet The Inquisitor. I can't be negligent in my etiquette.

If possible, rather than pressing and cutting, I hope you can call me Hasebe. "

The man in front of him was expressionless, his tone respectful, and his posture humble. But this was the biggest bug in the game.

Before he entered this place, he was clearly not like this.

How on earth did he manage to cover up his inappropriate emotions in an instant?

Well …

Ji Kai instinctively wanted to dig deeper, but he suddenly came back to his senses. He shook his head and secretly pinched himself to artificially restrain his excessive curiosity.

"Hasebe, does the wound hurt?"

After accepting Fu Mourning God's request to address him, the new The Inquisitor pointed to his blood-stained shirt and the visible wounds on his body.

Hasebe shook his head, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter as long as it doesn't kill me."

"That's not okay …"

Fu Mourning God was stunned when he heard this.

"The tatami will get dirty, and people will feel uncomfortable when they see you in such a shabby state."

Hasebe looked up in shock and was greeted by the young man's smiling expression. His tone seemed to be a bit teasing, but the expression on his face showed that he really meant it.