Chapter 24: Becoming a creditor and a debtor
twenty four.
Why do you feel like a blade is calling you?
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Maybe I heard it wrong? Aren't the other blades in the big hall? Oh, yes, we have to finish the boss and go back quickly, otherwise you won't be able to hide the fact that you came out to cut trees with an excuse.
That's right... You circled around the monster, feeling a little distressed. You just wanted to fight the monster, but now your body has fallen into the monster's body. Your soul can only pass through it and can't touch the inside at all.
What should I do? You won't be stuck here because you can't touch the corpse, right? No, you haven't harvested the vegetables in your field yet. If you want to be a ground-bound spirit, you can't be the ground-bound spirit of this Honmaru!
After a little thought, you decide to leave the matter to the system elf. Submit the problem description, close the interface, float to the withered cherry blossoms, and start staring at the sky in boredom.
The moon in Honmaru is so big and bright, it makes you feel like writing poetry: What a big round moon, so golden and fragrant, sprinkled with white sesame seeds, it makes the kids next door cry.
You smacked your lips, feeling hungry, but you can't use items in the dead state, so you can only open the system backpack and start to satisfy your hunger.
"Even if it's Koubo, if he doesn't move aside..."
"I want to go to the master. Don't underestimate the imitation!"
"Hahaha, are young people looking down on me?"
Hmm? Are the auditory hallucinations getting worse? Why do I hear Youren talking again? Aren't they in the square? Besides, the boss fight has already started, shouldn't this area be locked and no one can enter?
Ah, no, if you die now and the boss leaves the battle area, it will be unlocked... and the boss's status will be reset when it leaves the battle! You worked so hard to reach the third stage, you won't be reset to the first stage, right?
You glance to the side and feel relieved: the BOSS is still in the ghostly fleshy ball form in the third stage, and your corpse is still kissing and being intimate with the BOSS.
There are just a few more blades in front of the BOSS.
Haha... No way? These NPCs wouldn't just want to attack like this, right? You think this is a big problem. If the NPCs really attack the boss, where will you put your face? !
It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing! When you think about the fact that you lost will be known to the game NPCs, you will be so embarrassed that your toes will automatically dig into the Disney castle.
No! You have to maintain your dignity as the game emperor!
Just at this moment, the system elf sent the solution.
[Dear players, we have provided two solutions for your current problem. ]
【1. After 24 hours of game time, the body model will be automatically refreshed and reset for you. You can revive again after 24 hours of game time.】
【2. The system will reset your game time to one minute before your death, and all your physical data and game data will be rolled back.】
[You can choose according to your needs. We are very sorry for the bad experience caused by the game bug. We hope you will have a happy game in the future. ]
It definitely won't work! 24 hours, 24 hours, the blade is cold. The result of the current affairs task is also definitely judged as a failure. Although it is not a system task, how can the player see that the task has failed.
If it's number two... there are a lot of advantages. For example, you don't have to worry about the bomb debris on the body, and the singing fairy won't get angry because your clothes are pickled in the flavor of the bomb...
But there are disadvantages as well... You hold your chin with a sad face, and your health bar can't withstand the twitching of the tentacle one minute before death. Even if you can survive for one minute, you still can't kill the boss instantly. How can you kill this boss?
At this point, 30% is determined by fate, and 70% depends on spending money.
You took a deep breath, looked at the gold you had saved from growing vegetables, fishing, raising cattle and selling eggs, and then looked at the special props section of the system mall.
Even if... even if it costs 500 gold to refresh the interface once... you hold your hands full of dirt, repeatedly pressing the refresh button, tears in your eyes, this is... all necessary expenses for victory... damn... so heartbreaking...
Mikazuki Munechika, right? You are so sinister that you are planning the future of the blade for the most beautiful blade. Go to the factory! You must go to the factory 007! Anyway, the blade will not die. When you earn back twice the money you spent today, you can go to work in the inner fan again.
When you spend money to the point where you feel at ease, the item you want finally appears in the store.
[Death Doll·Damaged (Special): Made by the Girl of Ugly Time, can resist one fatal attack. Because the item is damaged, it can only be used once.]
You counted the string of zeros at the end and found that it was just within the acceptable range.
Haha, if it's a little more expensive you would choose to give up right there. How can a mere current affairs mission and a small three-stage map monster be worth your money and heartache for three days and three nights?
After buying the props, you reopened the system interface and sent a message to the elf.
Now, you and Mikazuki Munechika have become closer -
They are creditors and debtors!
*
Something seems... wrong. Yagen Toushirou looked at everything in front of him in a trance. Was he... in the Great Hall?
No... no, he should be here now... Yagen Toushirou shook his head, a little confused. Where should he be?
Subconsciously, he looked out the window - the withered thousand-year-old cherry blossoms stood farther away, like a burnt tombstone, silently gazing at the Honmaru.
Whose tombstone is this?
The sound of explosions rang in my ears.
Who died?
He heard his own lamentations.
"General..." he murmured, "We must go to the general's side."
Otherwise, what will happen...what will happen...?
"Ah... do you guys feel the same way?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled at his companions. He put his hand on the hilt and glanced at the other blades of Dark Honmaru. "It seems that now is not a good time to reminisce. Since everyone feels the same, let's go to the master quickly."
"... This feeling." Yamaubakiri Kunihiro raised his head and ran towards the Ten Thousand Years Cherry Blossoms. "I've felt this before."
The other Blades didn't understand why, but they still walked out of the square and followed him.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga quickened his pace, grabbed Yamaubakiri Kunihiro's shoulder, and said with a playful smile: "Eh, really? When did it happen?"
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro looked like he didn't want to say anything, but the closer he got to the thousand-year-old cherry blossoms, the more that familiar, palpitating feeling started to beat in his heart.
"…It was on the day I brought you back to Honmaru…" Yamaubakiri Kunihiro took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "When the master died."
"…This is not funny…" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was stunned for a moment, and he explained incoherently, "At that time…I thought…the master really…I…"
For a knife of unknown origin like this, has the master... died once?
Ah... As expected, he brought only misfortune... Even though the strange spiritual power has disappeared, his "Tsurumaru Kuninaga" has been an outlier from the beginning.
His hands slowly dropped down: "Sorry, I should have insisted on leaving..."
It's just that the Honmaru lacks a Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and he happens to be the first "Tsurumaru Kuninaga" to meet the Shinsengumi, right? How despicable... He took the title of "the first"...
"...I can't repair the damage I've done to the Judge. I'll heal it myself when I get back..."
"Tsurumaru Kuninaga!" Yamaubakiri Kunihiro grabbed his collar, his green eyes burning with anger, "Why are you complaining about yourself at this time?"
He said word by word.
"Are you doubting your master's love for you?"
"Aren't you going to persuade him?" Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi tilted his head and asked Yagen Toushirou.
"The general is more important." Yagen Toushirou did not slow down. He pushed his glasses up. "Besides, Yamaubakiri... Kunihiro is right."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga still doesn't believe that he has the admiral's favor. How stupid.
It would be foolish for both of them to argue about such things at this time.
But it doesn't matter... A white light flashed in Yagen Toushirou's eyes. Being the first to reach the admiral, he would not let down Toushirou's title of "the greatest force vying for favor in Honmaru".
Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi looked at the blade beside him and started to laugh "hehehe", with two flowers popping out on his head from time to time.
Looking back, one of them, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, was already dumbfounded, rushing along unconsciously, and the Sakura Blizzard was particularly conspicuous in the darkness; the other one, the fake-mono-kun, had no idea what he was thinking, the entire blade was red, and wherever the blade went, the petals would float.
He still couldn't understand this Honmaru sword.
Looking at the other side, the two government blades were chatting with the Dark Fallen Sword, and the tense atmosphere caused by the worry about the censor disappeared without a trace.
A little serious, but not much.
Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi sighed. It seemed that he was the most reliable blader present.
As long as the inquisitor has eyes, he will know which sword to choose to fight side by side at this time, right?
*
It’s not that Yamaubakiri Kunihiro doesn’t worry about you.
Unlike at the beginning, the closer he got to the Ten Thousand Years Cherry Blossoms, the more the information conveyed by the contract made him feel at ease and relaxed.
I'm fine, don't worry about me.
This is what the contract tells you.
Although the speed did not slow down, the tension was reduced a lot.
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro heaved a sigh of relief and secretly made up his mind: Even if it is a fake, I must teach you a lesson this time, and you can't do it alone... um... alone... again?
Running around in a strange place? He hesitated. Is that what he meant? I think so... Even if he had to go alone, he must take him or other blades with him.
Boom——
A familiar earthquake.
A familiar twisted monster.
This time Meiren was so frightened that he couldn't move. Nanquan Ichimonji even sighed: "Is it called the Crescent Moon because it looks like the moon? Meow."
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro stood there, slightly dazed.
Some unpleasant memories came back from deep within: the roar of the explosion, the broken contract, the body melting into the monster, and -
The stench was overwhelming.
not good.
Yamaubakiri Kunihiro covered his mouth.
I feel like vomiting Tamagon.
"Hey, Qieguo, what a coincidence, you are out to see the moon too."
Noticing the appearance of Yamaubakiri Kunihiro, you wiped your face and threw the slime on your hands to the ground. Then you proudly opened your hands and showed your trophy to the rushing Blades:
"Look, this is the dinner I prepared for you."
Ah, it seems to be lunch time at this time? Never mind, it's not important.
You casually cut off a piece of the huge tentacle that was still squirming crazily, raised the "ingredients" in both hands, and jumped down from the meat ball.
"Everyone, let's eat octopus balls later!" You showed your eight healthy teeth, "Let me show you Xiao Fei's cooking skills."
An indescribable meat ball mountain, a gigantic moon, madly wriggling san tentacles, and an eggplant monster emitting metallic fluorescence in the dark.
"Mr. Tsuru..." Cangdaikiri Mitsutada swallowed his saliva, "Could this person be... your Judge?" If their future destination is eggplant spirits, then they are still being treated as Dark Fallen Blades, right?
"Haha, what do you think? This scare is fun, right? The master and I are a perfect match." Tsurumaru Kuninaga chuckled twice and started to make flowers come out again, "After all, I almost became the blade of the master's initial sword. The master likes me very much~"
Daijuligara showed an incomprehensible expression: "I don't want to have a good relationship with you."
But...children?
With a cold face, he began to think seriously:
Would a child who is an inquisitor like candy?