The Divine Inquisitor immediately noticed Little Fox Ball's abnormality.
The saber in front of him was tall and big.
It had long, snow-white hair like Lingsu's.
And it seemed that because the creator was half of the legend of Daho Ming God, he was closer to the form of a fox when he transformed. The shape of the top of his hair was actually a little like a fox's ears. It was furry and stood there, looking very cute.
But —
Lingsu's eyes narrowed.
She looked at Little Fox Ball carefully.
She could find some feelings of dissonance.
That pair of blood-red eyes, which should have been lively, were now empty and silent. He did not smile.
His body was tense, and his emotions were restrained. He could not feel any emotions from this saber at all.
He was just standing there, but in Ling Su's eyes,
He could still see a trace of faintly discernible dark aura surrounding him.
It was like a heavy shackle that bound him tightly.
She saw the shadow of the Compressional Hasselblad on Little Fox Ball.
This Pill that Lingsu took over had Little Fox Ball, although she had not come into contact with it since she took over.
However, the files provided by the Government of the Time described Little Fox Ball's situation. The saber in front of her clearly had some problems, and this problem was related to the entire Divine Inquisitor gathering.
This girl in front of her.
Could not escape responsibility.
No matter which side did what,
The result was that this saber's thoughts were imprisoned.
Its consciousness had completely become a saber without a "personality." It only had a mobile body.
Lingsu no longer turned her body sideways. Instead, she turned around.
Facing the girl in a dress in front of her.
Her towering figure was as soft as a hot spring.
She was thin and dense.
Her eyes narrowed as she said calmly, "Were you calling me just now?"
There was no wind or rain under the cloister of Honmaru. However, the air was humid and heavy. It was very uncomfortable.
Lingsu lowered her arm and put away the umbrella. The moment the umbrella frame closed, her elegant snow-white hair suddenly fluttered without wind. It fluttered in the wind.
Is she … angry?
The Psychic Energy in his body was churning. With this Psychic Contract, Compressional Hasselblad could clearly feel the surging emotions under the gentle appearance of the Divine Inquisitor at that moment.
He was stunned for a moment.
However, in this strange atmosphere, the girl in the dress in front of him was still smiling. Her innocent face was in stark contrast to the knife behind her. She said, "Yes.
This secret gathering of the Divine Inquisitors has not had a newcomer for a long time. You are the first newcomer since the first batch of elders was chosen.
Everyone is very curious about the newcomers. "
She tilted her head and looked past the Divine Inquisitor to look at the Compressional Hasselblad behind her. "To be honest, at first, no one accepted the addition of a newcomer. After all, the government has recently decided to reorganize the Divine Inquisitor. Everyone agreed to be careful and didn't want anything to go wrong at this critical juncture.
'But the President said that the knife you're carrying belongs to the old man here. Is it that … Number 3304 This Pill's knife?
That's why everyone agreed. "
"Is that so?"
After hearing this, Lingsu chuckled. "It seems that Number 3304 This Pill's knife is very important to you."
"That's not too bad."
The girl held her chin and thought hard. "If you want to talk about important, only Number 3304 Divine Inquisitor is more important. I heard that her name is Mi Yue.
She's one of the elders here.
The President said that it was thanks to the help of the Divine Inquisitor that this place could become our gathering point in the beginning.
Now that she's passed away, her knife naturally needs to be taken care of by us. "
"…"
When the girl said this, Compressional Hasselblad's face became a little ugly.
He seemed to have thought of something bad, and his breathing became very heavy for a moment.
His nerves that were originally on the edge of darkness instantly moved closer to the abyss.
If it was in the past, he would not have these emotions.
Number 3304 Divine Inquisitor's methods on him made him restrain all the possibility of emotional reactions.
But now that woman was dead.
His body was filled with another person's Psychic Energy. He knew under what circumstances he was picked up and what this woman wanted to do.
Would she …?
If the new master knew how he had been treated, how he had been tortured here, how he had been tamed bit by bit, and forced to abandon all his emotions and consciousness to be an "obedient" knife.
Would she treat him the same way?
She was only interested in the secrets he hid about the previous master.
She didn't care about everything about him.
Compressional Hasselblad was in despair.
What could he do?
He asked himself in his heart … You can't refute …
You can't refute the master …
The girl's words seemed to have shattered all the persistence Hasselblad had these days.
He no longer maintained his expressionless face. He walked closer to the Divine Inquisitor, bent his knees, and was about to kneel.
But before he could do anything, Lingsu moved.
The beautiful soles of her shoes took a step forward gently. The feeling of the surging air became stronger even though there was no wind.
Lingsu took two steps toward the girl and stopped in front of her. She looked down at her and said with a light smile, "You're wrong."
"The Government of the Time's latest transfer order. The person who received This Pill 3304 is me.
The person who needs to take care of them is me, not you. "
The girl's expression changed slightly.
No … That's not right!
Her eyes were fixed on the new Divine Inquisitor in front of her.
When this Divine Inquisitor used the invitation letter to open This Pill's enchantment at the beginning, the dark Psychic Energy couldn't be wrong.
This proved that they were of the same kind and should have the same interest in knives and swords.
But now, this woman's words didn't feel as simple as she thought.
Her words and Psychic Energy had a sense of contradiction.
This contradiction was because she defended the words of knives and swords, but her Psychic Energy was brutal.
But if she was gentle to knives and swords, then the bloody wound on Compressional Hasselblad didn't seem fake.
A person who had personally injured her own knife was now using words to defend her own knife?
She calmly took a step back.
At the same time, the fingers holding the hem of her skirt moved slightly, and she sent a surge of Psychic Energy into Little Fox Ball's body.
Lingsu continued to approach the girl and raised her arm.
Just as she was about to put her arm on the girl's shoulder, Little Fox Ball suddenly moved.
He stepped forward in his wooden clogs, his figure nimble. In one step, he blocked in front of the girl. His right hand reached into his waist and pulled out his own knife.
Whoosh —
In a flash, Little Fox Ball raised the arm he used to draw his knife. The Divine Inquisitor's ghostly figure flashed like a red ghost, flashing in front of everyone's eyes.
In just a few seconds, everything came to a standstill. When everyone came back to their senses, they realized that Ling Su had already placed one hand on Little Fox Ball's arm while the other hand was holding onto the handle of the umbrella. The tip of the umbrella was pointed at the girl's neck.
Following the angle, the rainwater that was still on the umbrella flowed down the umbrella and dripped onto her body, sinking deep into the girl's trembling clothes.
The Little Fox Ball was less than one centimeter away from being pulled out of the scabbard. No matter how hard Fu Saishen tried to pull it out, the veins on his arms bulged. He was unable to pull it out even half an inch.
Lingsu looked soft and powerless. Her slender hand was like a mountain as she clasped Little Fox Ball's arm. Large drops of cold sweat rolled down Little Fox Ball's forehead. He felt as cold as if he'd been plunged into an ice cellar.
It was a pressure that made him afraid. It was a strength that Funerary Deities couldn't overcome.
"Little girl." Lingsu smiled, her fingers pushing Little Fox Ball's arm.
Little Fox Ball's veins bulged. He seemed to be using a lot of strength.
The flow of his blood vessels was almost clear, but in the end, he still saw the young girl in front of him effortlessly press the knife that he was about to pull out back into his hand. There were no visible muscles on her translucent wrist, nor was there any trembling of strength.
"You have to be careful when speaking to your elders.
Don't agree to things that don't belong to you so casually. "
Lingsu said gently.
The girl didn't reply.
While Lingsu was controlling Little Fox Ball, she couldn't even take care of herself.
When he sensed danger, the spiritual power that surged out of his body was completely suppressed in the girl's body when the tip of the umbrella pointed at his life gate.
She felt like she was a matchstick that had been thrown into the sea.
This Divine Inquisitor's spiritual power was the boundless sea, while hers was that tiny matchstick that could be extinguished with a single drop of water.
This realization made her feel terrified. The abundant spiritual power that she had always been proud of trembled in front of this woman. She, who was known as the genius of the family, didn't have the power to resist at all in front of this woman.
"Gulp —" She swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
At that moment, a talisman flew over like a bolt of lightning, directly between Lingsu and the girl.
Lingsu let go of her hand, tapped the ground with the tip of her foot, and floated back like a ghost.
"Swoosh —" As she landed, she reached for her sleeve, and a short dagger slid out of her sleeve and into her hand.
She suddenly turned around, and with a clang, she landed on her left side.
A folding fan was blocked in front of her face.
"Oh?" Lingsu sensed the demonic aura on the fan.
Her eyes moved, and she looked at the person who suddenly appeared beside her.
It was a handsome man with long black hair, wearing a kimono and wooden clogs.
"A demon?
Or a Onmyoji? "
"You don't need to know that."
The man said meaningfully, "Nice to meet you. I'm the president of the Divine Inquisitor Assembly — Huashan Academy's Souichi."
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During lunchtime, Shanmaqie received a lunchbox from Candlestick Mitsutada, and carried it to the door of the Divine Inquisitor's office on the first floor.
He knocked on the door, but there was no response.
Strange …
Shanmaqie's green eyes under the sheet were a little confused.
He clearly remembered that when Fox 'Aid informed him last night, he said that the Divine Inquisitor wouldn't be leaving today.
There was no response at this time, was it because she was still resting?
But even if she was resting, with her master's ability, she wouldn't be sleeping so soundly that she didn't even respond when someone knocked on the door.
With that in mind, he subconsciously pulled on the door.
The barrier door was pulled open.
"!" Shanmaqie was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he found that the office on the first floor was empty.
"Not good, not good." At this moment, Fox 'Aid jumped down from the second floor, shouting.
He pounced on Shanmaqie.
Shanmaqie quickly adjusted his posture, holding the lunchbox in one hand and Fox 'Aid in the other, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The … the Divine Inquisitor is gone."
Fox 'Aid's face was sad, "I just went to Hasselblad's room, and Mr. Hasselblad is gone too."
"Hasselblad?"
California Clearlight, who had just finished his work, stopped when he heard, "Mr. Hasselblad … I ran into him this morning, I think he went to look for Master."
"Look for Master?"
"Yes."
California Clearlight nodded, "When I ran into Pharmaceutical Research just now, he said that Hasselblad seemed to have received an invitation from somewhere, and brought it to see Master."
Fox 'Aid heard this and screamed, "Oh no, they must have gone behind our backs to investigate."
Shanmaqie frowned, "Investigate what?"
"3304 Motomaru's sword!"
Fox 'Aid didn't notice the slight change in Shanmaqie's expression, and continued to wail, "Master told me to go tomorrow. Why didn't he keep his word?"
"Emmm … Master doesn't need to report to us what he does, right?" California Clearlight didn't want to admit this, but he still said it.
"That's not the point." Fox 'Aid jumped off Shanmaqie and paced around on the ground.
Anyone could feel its anxiety at the moment, "I just went to investigate This Pill 3304 and found something!"
"According to the government report I investigated at Mt. Love, the reason why Divine Inquisitor 3304 didn't have many swords was because the previous leader made a mistake, which led to a large number of broken swords, and the Divine Inquisitor's spiritual power was damaged because of this, so the number of swords it could support was greatly reduced.
But that's not the answer that master and Mitsuki got from the staff member at the headquarters yesterday. "
"The investigation file was changed!"
Actually, it already knew about this information.
But at that time, everyone's focus on Mt. Love wasn't here, so the question of why the swords were broken was brushed aside. Fox 'Aid didn't tell the Divine Inquisitor the details.
That was also why the Divine Inquisitor didn't have any special reaction when it learned about the broken swords from the staff member.
But …
Which answer … was the correct one?
Fox 'Aid had a vague answer in its heart.
According to the analysis of the information at hand, only the answer from the headquarters was reasonable.
The one from the staff member at the headquarters should be the correct answer.
And the one Fox 'Aid found at Mt. Love was the fake file that Divine Inquisitor 3304 created to disguise itself.
But the question now was … Which answer did those people want to hear from the lord's mouth?