Chapter 26 For example, find some treasure chests on the tree

26.

When he first began to accept your spiritual power, Mikazuki Munechika could even squint his eyes and let out the hahahaha laughter of an old man with dementia.

Gradually, the aftereffects of his spiritual power came on, and even he, who was known as the "most divine", had to hold his stomach, turn his head away and vomit violently.

"The spiritual power of the judge..." The government knife, who had never experienced the beating of spiritual power, looked at this scene in confusion, "Does it taste weird?"

The spiritual power that I felt in Honmaru, emanating from the Shinsengumi, was clearly very gentle, a spiritual power that I liked... so why did the spiritual power that was directly transmitted make me vomit?

“The taste is actually…”

Yamaubakiri Kunihiro was about to speak when Tsurumaru Kuninaga quickly covered his mouth and smiled brilliantly at the three-blade who was not beaten: "This is a surprise, what's the point of saying it out? Of course, you have to experience the master's spiritual power yourself to understand it!"

"The food that the master collects will also have spiritual power added to it, just like the feeling of being touched by the master himself. Do you want to try it?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pulled out several strange-shaped fruits from his sleeves like a magic trick.

Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi looked at him suspiciously, and the latter gave him an impeccable smile in return.

"Ah..." Nanquan Ichimonji shook his hair and meowed, "Small dried fish also have spiritual power, they are delicious."

"Since the younger generation has said so, let me try it." Ichimonji Norimune took a fruit from Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand, "Is this fruit... a special plant that the master planted in the main castle? There is no record of it in the current affairs data."

There is no mention in the current affairs that the masterless swordsman entered the Honmaru of the Shinto Judges. It's like throwing a meat bun at a dog.

Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi always felt that something was not right, but the old fox Ichimonji Norimune took the food and prepared to eat it. The fake man who served as the conscience of most Honmaru didn't feel anything wrong either. In addition, he actually wanted to feel the spiritual power of the judge...

He coughed and took the fruit from Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand in a serious tone: "I am just... investigating the spiritual power of you judges. I have no other intentions."

"Eh, are you still talking about you?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't care. "I thought you had already acknowledged the master as our judge."

Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi pretended not to hear, turned around and stuffed the fruit into his mouth.

In just three seconds, he reviewed his entire life.

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga! It turns out that you stole the special ingredients I worked so hard to collect!"

You just finished replenishing Mikazuki Munechika's spiritual energy, and when you turned around, you saw the collected items in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hand.

New and old hatreds surged in your mind at the same time. You rushed directly to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, stuffing the fruit into his mouth while saying gloomily: "If you like the fruit I picked so much, then eat it all!"

"Um... um... Master... I'm not a good person..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga widened his eyes, fell to the ground and struggled helplessly, looking at the real culprit with a pleading look.

I just want to secretly study why the raw materials that have passed through your hands have spiritual power. Yakuken Toushiro pushed his glasses and silently looked away. He calmly spoke to Yamaubakiri Kunihiro: "...Did you take the bag? We can't waste the tamakan."

"Ah, there's no need to collect today's." You stood up from Tsurumaru Kuninaga, clapped your hands, and said sadly, "The jade steel in Honmaru has reached its limit."

You turned your head and looked at Ichimonji Norimune and Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi who had just finished swallowing, wondering: "So you guys prefer the traditional signing process?"

You upgrade the system function because you want to sign the contract with one click to avoid the new blade from being choked up as soon as it arrives at the main gate. After all, there are too many tamagoyaki, and everyone can't spit out the condensed water and charcoal, and it's also troublesome to clean up. It's better to find a way to solve this problem.

I didn't expect that there would be a Blade that wanted to take the initiative to experience it.

"...Hahaha, just curious." Yamaubakiri Nagayoshi stood behind Tsurumaru Kuninaga with a smile and squeezed his shoulders tightly. "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm, Tsurumaru Kuninaga. I will repay you well."

"Well, young people nowadays are really unstable." Ichimonji Norimune tightly grasped Tsurumaru Kuninaga's other shoulder, "They need to be kicked in the ass by the old man to teach them a lesson."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who had just vomited, was sweating profusely: "Hey, hey, this is just a small scare, right? Besides, when it comes to age, I'm the one who should be respected..."

"... Mr. Tsuru has a really good relationship with everyone." Seeing Tsurumaru Kuninaga being dragged away by the government blade to exchange feelings, Cangdaikiri Mitsutada sighed, "He must be very happy living in that Honmaru, right?"

Maha Kuligara didn't think that was a sign of a good relationship, but he just opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.

"Little Jialuo, do you want to try to build good relationships with other people?" Cangdaiqili Mitsutada turned his head and looked at him, smiling, "Little Jialuo is obviously very gentle..."

"I'm not interested in talking to you guys..." Mahakulikara was about to say what he often said, when he suddenly felt something hit his leg. He lowered his head and happened to meet your eyes.

He didn't speak, and neither did you.

"Master Judge, why are you here?" Candakiri Mitsutada squatted down, "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"You guys..." You said seriously, "You all have black hair and red eyes, so cool, can you give me one too?"

Ah... Mr. Tsuru was right. Cangdaikiri Mitsutada was a little amused, but he still remembered that you were solving Mikazuki Munechika's problem, but now he only saw you...

"Master Judge..." He took a deep breath, "Is there something wrong with the Three-Day Moon Palace?"

"What's the problem?" You calmly took off the knife hanging on your waist and shook it in your hand, "Here it is."

"Huh?"

*

At first, the development of the matter was no different from what you imagined, although Mikazuki Munechika vomited more miserably than you imagined, and the jade steel was not shining gold, but as black as Tsurumaru Kuninaga...

Oh, it’s not the colorful black, it’s just plain black.

The tumor on Mikazuki Munechika's leg was just as you'd expect, sucking spiritual energy and growing bigger and bigger. It looked like he could kill the opponent and save Mikazuki, but he didn't expect the tumor to stop eating when it was full.

No, this meat ball has no brains or wisdom, how can it know to stop eating when it is full? You angrily chopped it a few times, making it spit out everything it had eaten, and then sat down next to Mikazuki Munechika with a sad face.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay." After spitting out a round of vomit, Mikazuki Munechika's tone was a little weak, "No matter what the result is, it is my fate to accept it."

"Don't worry about that, Master."

"Shut up, I don't want to accept any fate." The little fat emperor can't stand hearing unpleasant words. You take out a dumpling from your backpack and stuff it into his mouth. "Is there any need for a world that doesn't revolve around me? No!"

Can a single-player game be transferred without players? System error, just hold on!

This blade is so beautiful, why is it talking like a riddler? I don't understand, so I'd better stop talking.

"Is your veil a stolen quilt sheet? Why do you like quilt sheets so much?"

“…Mmm…”

"Ah? What did you say? I don't quite understand." You calmly stuffed another dango into Mikazuki Munechika's mouth, "I know you like to be covered with sheets. Don't worry, I am very humanitarian. You will all have sheets and everyone will have a bright future."

Mikazuki Munechika, who had finally swallowed the previous dango, was forced to eat a new dango before he could say anything. He tried hard to swallow the dango, thinking bitterly, "Is this your revenge for not eating the previous three-color dango?" The old man couldn't stand eating like this.

Are players so petty that they would cause the boss to explode in anger just because a small string of three-color balls they sent out was not eaten?

Yes, that's right, I am that stingy.

"I have a new idea that requires your cooperation. It may be a little uncomfortable, but I promise that you are not dead and there will definitely be no reincarnation."

If inputting spiritual power doesn't work...then output it. You calmly planned a new method, draining all the spiritual power from Mikazuki Munechika, turning the opponent's sword into a state without spiritual power again.

Well, anyway, when you stab the BOSS with Genji's sword, you don't feel the sword being sucked by the flesh.

But this idea is just an idea. If you haven't seen similar cases in Kitsunesuke's materials, and this method doesn't work...

Just equip Mikazuki Munechika with eight or ten guardians and blow him and the piece of meat away together. I don't believe that the broken piece of meat can still survive.

As for how to absorb the spiritual power of the knife spirit in reverse... You only know that the judge can force his own blade to turn back into a knife through a contract, but this wild blade without a contract will be drained of its spiritual power...

You simulated it in your mind, but could only remember how to use spiritual power to pump water and then take the stunned fish out of the pond.

Drawing a knife's spiritual power is similar to drawing water, right? You console yourself by saying that it's just a big drawing motion, and it can't go too far.

“…Mmmmm…”

"Oh, I see. You agree, right? Blade Monster, okay." You didn't give Mikazuki Munechika a chance to speak, and stuffed the dango into his mouth with a playful smile, "I'll count to three and we'll start."

“…3!”

"Bang!"

Mikazuki Munechika, who had transformed back into a katana, fell to the ground along with the half-mouthed dumpling.

You pull the knife out of the meat, this time with ease.

"Success!" You held up the sword, hesitantly, "Moshi Moshi, can you hear me? Beautiful sword? Beautiful sword? Mikazuki Munechika?"

The knife in his hand vibrated slightly.

"Oh, forget you can't talk."

A knife with a mouth would be like a horror movie.

When you finish dealing with things here and go back to look for your own blade, you'll see Tsurumaru Kuninaga's fraud scene.

Time goes back to the present.

"That's it." You looked at Candakiri Mitsutada and complained unhappily, "And then he kept ignoring me. We've had in-depth discussions (your body fell into the body of the violent Mikazuki) and have a more intimate relationship (debts and debts), so why are we still so distant?"

"Haha..." Cangdaikiri Mitsutada laughed twice, "The Judge of the Gods...did you do something?"

“No.” You were confused. “I just said that I wanted to tie a pink bow on the handle of his knife.”

Cangdaikiri Mitsutada thought for a moment and thought that Mikazuki Munechika was wearing a pink bow, or that there were pink bows on her clothes...ah, he suddenly understood why the other party didn't say a word.

"Pfft... cough, I mean, Master Judge, what are you going to do now?"

"I'm going to do something important." You said with a firm expression and deep eyes, "I'm going to explore the fate of the species, the purpose of life, and the meaning of living."

Although he didn't quite understand what was said, he was impressed and said, "How can I help you?"

"Of course, you can join in this and give me real help."

You raise your hand and point to the tree behind them.

"Fork me the golden treasure chest on the tree."