3304 This Pill's overall architectural style,
It was completely Japanese and American.
It fused early Japanese shrines and temples with the architectural characteristics of the ancient Tang Dynasty. It mostly used the top of the mountain,
The elevated floor, the outdoor platform, and other distinctive decoration styles.
It was somewhat different from Lingsu's This Pill.
Lingsu's This Pill made a lot of Chinese decorations,
It was probably because the Government of the time took care of her identity,
They wanted her to be able to feel the feeling of home in This Pill,
Therefore, her This Pill was different from the other inquisitors.
However, because the original island architecture was mostly a variation of ancient Tang culture, the difference wasn't very big.
Therefore, when Hasselblad led Lingsu to the door of the conference room,
She could tell at a glance that this spacious room was actually where This Pill's cafeteria was located.
At this moment, the room was very quiet. This Pill's remaining seven knives sat neatly on both sides,
A wide passage was made in the middle,
It went straight to the seat of honor.
The inquisitor walked along the way,
His footsteps fell silently as he sat on the main seat.
Then,
On the futons on both sides of the main seat, the green-haired man in the lead faced her,
His expression was indifferent, and there was a humble smile on his lips as he said,
"Ying Wan from before the ancient preparation,
It's our first time meeting, inquisitor,
Please take care of me ~ ~ "
He knelt down
,
His body tilted slightly towards the inquisitor,
His palms were together in front of his knees, holding a teacup, showing a respectful attitude.
The bangs on one side were very long, completely covering the expression of one of his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.
"It's our first time meeting. I'm the inquisitor who replaced This Pill, Lingsu," the girl replied in a voice that was as ethereal as the wind.
Under the gaze of many men with swords and sabers, this girl did not show the slightest bit of timidity. Her bearing was calm, and when she sat down, she would even lift her skirt and lay it flat on the tatami, smoothing out the wrinkles that were folded because of the seat.
Under her long hair that was as white as snow, her exquisite face was like a porcelain doll, perfect and flawless.
Her skin was so fair that it was somewhat transparent. Her pair of phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and her eyes were charming. There was a clear spring-like smile on her lips.
No matter how you looked at it, you could not find any fault with him.
But it was also because of this that the sword-wielding men sitting below became even more tense.
There was a short table in front of the Divine Inquisitor. On top of it was a thick stack of paper documents. They were all government reports on This Pill.
Lingsu gave it a quick glance.
It was not much different from what he had expected.
Most of the documents on the table were useless. The truly useful information was still stored in the heads of these knives.
As the former blade of its previous owner, Divine Inquisitor 3304 Mi Yue, Hasselblad did not sit together with the blade in This Pill. He sat beside the inquisitor and served him at all times.
He did not seem to care about his colleagues, only the orders of the Divine Inquisitor.
Ingaru took a sip of tea and looked at Hasselblad, who was far away from them, and Akashi Kuniyuki, who had been sitting in the corner by the door after coming in with the inquisitor. She lowered her head.
Observation and thinking … had always been what he was good at.
It was a pity that there had never been a Mitsuki Munechika in This Pill.
Compared to him, who loved to slack off, that blade was probably more suitable for such a situation than him.
He sighed in his heart. While he was observing this meeting, he did not know that the inquisitor was also observing every blade that gave her feedback.
It was almost exactly the same as the records in the inquisitor's hands. The first blade that spoke to her was called Ingaru. Like Mitsuki Munechika, it was an old blade that belonged to the Heian era and loved to drink tea.
Even when it was introducing itself to the inquisitor, it did not put down the teacup in its hand.
In the enclosed room, the faint fragrance of tea drifted out from the ceramic teacup. The lingering fragrance made people feel relaxed.
The blade that held the teacup seemed even more old-fashioned and calm, making it difficult for the inquisitor to target it.
Lingsu lowered her eyes and smiled silently.
"Mr. Ingaru, please don't be too presumptuous in front of the master."
Before Lingsu could react, Hasselblad, who was kneeling beside her, spoke first. Looking at Ingaru's behavior, his expressionless face showed some disapproval.
Obviously, he felt that it was disrespectful for Ingaru to hold the teacup in front of the master and savor the tea without any restraint.
Lingsu did not criticize Ingaru, nor did she agree with Hasselblad's words. She just carefully distinguished the fragrance of the tea that spread in the air, then said, "Sir, are you using flower tea?"
She tilted her head and looked at Ingaru, who had a satisfied expression, and said to herself, "The fragrance of the flowers is strong, but not very new. It feels a little like going too far is as bad as falling short … On the way here, I passed by a white chrysanthemum bush.
The area is very large, but most of the petals are withered … You must have picked the edible from there, right? "
"The teacup is different from the latest style released by Manya. It looks like an old model.
But judging from This Ingaru's renovation, it doesn't seem to be that poor.
In summary — "She propped her chin on her elbow and smiled faintly at the tachi in front of her, whose expression changed slightly, and said," It seems that after losing the God's Inquisitor, your life here isn't too good. "
So … why did they pretend to be decent here for no reason … Lingsu looked at the tachi in a circle without batting an eyelid.
Did they think that by saying that they were doing well, they would reject the God's Inquisitor?
Did they mean that they could live well without the God's Inquisitor?
Didn't they know that this would only encourage the possessiveness of others?
She sighed.
She didn't have any other thoughts. She just felt that these tachi were the only things that could be used against the God's Inquisitor.
After all, before the creation of divided souls, absolute loyalty to the master was a setting that the Government of the Time repeatedly tested for safety.
This way, even after they had fallen, they would have a physiological reaction of fear towards the God's Inquisitor.
All the God's Inquisitors were pleased that the Government of the Time did this, so that they could be loyal to their Funerary Deities.
Or they could do whatever they wanted.
However, Lingsu felt that this setting was a kind of restriction.
She liked to submit willingly, and not bend their knees and bow their backs that even the Funerary Deities themselves didn't know the reason for.
But fortunately, she had enough time to transform her tachi into the ideal shape in her heart.
"Hahaha, I've already said, Ashingaru-san, these things of yours are useless against the Lord."
At this time, Tsurumaru, who had been sitting obediently on the side, finally couldn't stand the loneliness and jumped out of his seat.
The way he addressed Lingsu was obviously different from how he addressed Ingaru.
After one encounter, Tsurumaru had already recognized this powerful God's Inquisitor, and thus changed the way he addressed her as the Lord.
Even though Ingaru had been very respectful towards the God's Inquisitor from the beginning, his address was alienated and wary of strangers.
Obviously, they were divided into two factions.
One faction was specifically waiting for the God's Inquisitor to come to them. They wanted to use psychological, verbal, or physical pressure to force Lingsu to back off and not order This Pill around.
The other faction was like Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who directly rushed up to the God's Inquisitor and wanted to cut her in half.
Of course, there was also Akashi Kuniyuki, who was wandering away from everyone and wanted to commit suicide.
No matter what their initial plan was, there was no doubt that it had failed.
In fact, Ingaru didn't have much hope … or rather, after Lingsu's Spiritual Power covered This Pill, he knew that all their efforts were meaningless.
He sighed.
He put down the teacup in his hand, no longer trying to test and show off like before. He respectfully bent down, placed his hands on his knees, lowered his head, and revealed the back of his white neck. "Since we've been seen through, then … let's respond to the Lord's expectations."
He looked up, his tea-green eyes focused on the God's Inquisitor, and said softly, "What do you want us to do for you?"
"Probably something like — go through fire and water together, and treat each other with sincerity or something like that." A soft and gentle voice came, but it wasn't Ingaru's voice.
Lingsu looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a man with light golden hair, wearing a pure white military suit. The suit was draped over his shoulders, and underneath it was a pure black slim-fit inner garment. She could see the clear lines of muscles on his bare shoulders.
"You are …" Lingsu searched her mind for the sword's image she had just memorized, and tried to match it to the man in front of her. "Minamoto's treasured sword … Choi?"
She paused for a moment. "I heard that because it's been a long time, and because it changed many names, my memory is a little messed up."
"Ah, if that's what the Lord said, it's not wrong."
The man who was called out didn't panic at all, and said with a smile, "After all, it's been a long time. Memories … it doesn't matter.
But my wielder, Minamoto Manzhong, still remembers some things. "
"Minamoto Manzhong, huh …" Lingsu replied softly, and her expression was a little dazed. "What a … nostalgic name."
But, that was all in the past.
"Ah, it seems that my Lord is also a person with a story."
Choi spoke, and instantly understood the turbulent waves hidden in Lingsu's short words.
But he didn't show any hesitation on his face, and perfectly maintained the noble demeanor of the Minamoto Clan, calm and elegant.
Even the tone of his voice was somewhat like that of a noble's.
Undeniably, the more she interacted with him.
The more Lingsu thought about it, the more she felt that the sword in This Pill's hand had a magical power that made her unable to stop.
Mature, reserved, patient, sorrowful, indifferent.
Perhaps this was what the deceased God's Inquisitor wanted. And this sword, although it looked docile and obedient, was actually very difficult to control.
Tapping her fingers on the table, Lingsu thought for a while. She came back to her senses, and looked at the swords in the meeting room again.
She thought for a while, and said, "There's no need to treat each other with sincerity, and risk your lives for each other.
This has nothing to do with me.
But I want you to work for me, and listen to my orders. That's true. "
"Isn't that the same?" Knee Bolus, who was beside Choi, complained.
"It's not the same," Lingsu replied, "if there's still a chance.
You'll understand in the future.
These are different in front of me. "
"It's different, Interruption Pill," Choi added.
Knee Bolus wanted to correct his brother for calling out the wrong name again, but the God's Inquisitor didn't give him time, and continued speaking.
"I'm sure all of you know the purpose of the person who took over the position of God's Inquisitor.
I don't think I need to explain too much. "
"There's only one condition. I can buy time from the Government of the Time, and I can also stop anyone who wants to spy on This Pill.
But your time is limited, and I can give you time to think about it. I hope I'll receive a satisfactory answer by then. "
As she spoke, she got up and walked straight to the door. Hasselblad followed closely behind. When they reached the door, Akashi Kuniyuki, who had been dozing off in the corner, suddenly woke up. He also got up and followed the God's Inquisitor out.
It was a very simple action, but it expressed his position.
In just one afternoon, the nine swords in This Pill had already divided into different positions.
This young girl's methods could not be described as not brilliant.
Juzumaru's finger that was turning the prayer beads paused for a moment, and finally opened his eyes that had been closed.
He quietly looked at the girl, and felt the spiritual power that had accumulated over the years. He sighed slightly, "Finally, it's time to make a choice."
All things are impermanent, and there is no self in all laws.
As swords …
Lingsu didn't look back. She walked straight to the door and opened the barrier door.
As if she had already sensed something, she looked down.
She saw a man in a blue hunting suit, a delicate boy with a tattered quilt, and an elegant man with an eye patch standing outside the door. She didn't know how long they had been waiting, but they stood there together, bowing their heads to welcome her.
The last ray of the sunset finally fell and disappeared into the sky.