This is the anti-theft badge.
But Prince Ren thought,
I shouldn't have a conflict with the "senior" on the first day of my part-time job.
"Okay," he said. "Then the Fraud Master?"
Fox's Aid: "... Do you have to be involved with 'Master'?"
Prince Ren looked down at the red-haired fox.
He got some information from Fox's Aid's eyes,
He couldn't help but bend down and pick up Fox's Aid,
He narrowed his eyes and stared at it.
"Do you think it's too arrogant to call me 'Master' at my age?"
His voice rose at the end,
It was obvious that he hadn't finished changing his voice, but he had a youthful voice, but Fox's Aid couldn't help but tremble. "Please don't think so!"
Strange.
Why is he so afraid of me?
Prince Ren pursed his lips,
I'm just an ordinary junior high school student.
But forget it.
He threw Fox's Aid back to the ground,
He glanced at his shaking ears,
He resisted the urge to rub them twice, "Okay,
I'll believe you for now.
Then I'll be called Fox. "
Fox's Aid: "..."
It sounded really careless,
Could it be because of me?
He was doubtful and inexplicably excited,
It was a dilemma — should he continue to persuade the Divine Inquisitor to change his name?
While it was hesitating, they finally walked to the space-time converter.
Fox's Aid's eyes lit up when he saw the space-time converter.
He held his communication terminal, "Lord Divine Inquisitor,
This is your means of transportation to and from the Government of the Time Headquarters and your own Benmaru.
You just need to enter your Benmaru number here, yes, here,
Then you can return to your Benmaru.
The number of the headquarters changes regularly every day,
The number of the day will be updated on your communication terminal at five o'clock every morning. "
Prince Ren nodded,
He glanced at the space-time converter that looked like a stone tablet.
"What's my Benmaru number?" he asked.
Fox's Aid pressed on the communication terminal, "I'll register your name first. Are you sure you're called Fox?"
"Yes."
"Okay,
Lord Fox.
Your Honmaru number … "Fox's Aid suddenly looked like he had seen something scary.
He almost threw his communicator terminal away.
"What's wrong?" Prince Ren crouched down.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at it.
Fox's Aid widened his eyes.
His ears twitched again. "Wait a moment, let me confirm it!"
It placed the communication terminal on the ground and fiddled with it for a while before letting out a few squeaks like a deflated balloon.
Looking up, Fox's Aid's eyes were filled with apprehension. "Do you know what kind of contract you signed?"
"Didn't you give me the contract?" Prince Ren thought for a moment. "I didn't see anything special."
"Yes, yes, but because you're still a minor …" He hugged his tail under Prince Ren's sharp gaze. "Because you're a minor, we've adopted a special rule for minors."
“puri？”
"To be specific, you'll have a mature Honmaru."
Fox's Aid hurriedly explained, "This is because as a minor, the time you can stay in Honmaru every day is limited. You can only stay for two hours at most.
It's impossible for a newcomer to complete official business within two hours, so this arrangement is made.
Among the mature Honmaru, the swords with practice can solve official business very well, and they can also arrange their own daily classes.
And you've made a request to the Government of the Time to teach Psionic Power … "
Its voice became lower and lower under Prince Ren's gaze.
Mature Honmaru?
Does it mean that it already has a master?
Prince Ren recalled the slogans in the brochure and found that this was his blind spot.
With his understanding of swords and swords, it was almost equivalent to a retainer, a subordinate, or a shikigami.
And changing masters, weren't there only a few situations?
A fine bird chooses a tree to nest in, and being forced to change masters.
Obviously, the Government of the Time would assign newcomers here, so it couldn't be the first one.
Then it could only be the second one.
The second one was being forced to change masters …
Was the master dead?
Or did they commit a crime?
Probably because Prince Ren's gaze was too cold, Fox 'Aid could only hug its tail and tremble.
He thought that the Inquisitor's gaze was too scary. Were thirteen-year-old boys nowadays so scary?
He tried to remedy the situation: "You don't have to worry too much, we won't assign a fallen Honmaru to a newcomer who doesn't know anything."
Fallen?
This was a new word.
Prince Ren secretly noted it down, and guessed most of the truth from these two words.
He exhaled: "For example?"
The fur on Fox 'Aid's tail was about to explode: "For example, the Honmaru assigned to you, its previous master had an emergency in the real world half a year after taking office, and submitted his resignation to us.
He already completed the handover last week.
Don't worry, his swords and swords have plenty of experience.
And this Honmaru's sword manual still has a lot of gaps, you can still cultivate your own swords! "
Prince Ren: I'm not worried about that.
He wouldn't say anything more to Fox 'Aid, who looked like a fox but was actually a standard Spirit-branded Retainer, so he could only look at him suspiciously.
His intuition didn't warn him. On the contrary, his Reiki seemed to be telling him to accept this and that it would be good for him.
Okay, okay, he believed in himself.
Prince Ren stretched out his hand and stroked Fox 'Aid's tail twice, then stood up: "Then you lead the way."
Fox 'Aid stared blankly at its tail, which had two missing hairs, and said: "Oh."
He instructed Prince Ren to enter the Honmaru's serial number into the space-time converter, and let him cover the switch with his hand: "You can use your Reiki to activate it."
Reiki?
Prince Ren thought about how he had used his Reiki before, and silently took out a tennis ball and smashed the switch.
In a flash, they were standing in a forest, and the open space in front of the forest was a closed courtyard door.
They couldn't see the Honmaru's situation from the outside, only a strange courtyard with a cut boundary (it seemed to be an arc) could be seen.
The outer wall wasn't high, but they couldn't see inside.
Fox 'Aid trotted to the front, jumped up and knocked on the door.
Creak.
It seemed that someone had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and the door opened as soon as he heard the knock.
The person who opened the door was a man with black hair, between a teenager and a young man.
He was wearing a black double-breasted trench coat and a thin red scarf.
White belt, black tights, and even black boots — all of them were high-heeled and pointed.
If he didn't appear in such a suitable background, Prince Ren would think that he would appear in some fashion capital.
New York, Milan, any one.
Is this a sword?
There is indeed a sword hanging on his waist …
"We have a guest."
He said briskly, and when he looked up and saw Fox 'Aid, he smiled and said, "Is our new Inquisitor here?"
He looked past Fox 'Aid and behind Fox' Aid.
When he saw Prince Ren, he stopped his plan to go up to him and act coquettishly.
His expression stiffened for a moment, and he murmured, "Is our new Inquisitor … of age?"
"No ~" Fox 'Aid pretended to be excited.
"I'm a middle school student." Prince Ren saw that he was shocked and added.
The black-haired young man's eyes went back and forth twice, and he hesitantly said, "A middle school student … No wonder."
He lowered his head and whispered, "He's not as tall as me."
The polite smile on Prince Ren's face disappeared.
He looked at the black-haired young man twice and accurately estimated the young man's height. You're only 1.65 meters without high heels, but I'm more than 1.7 meters tall, taller than you!
Ten minutes later, they gathered in the front hall of the Honmaru mansion with the Death Gods Fu who had received the news.
Ren Wang was allowed to sit in the main seat, and Kyuuke Fukusuke stood beside him and introduced the two parties. "… In short, because the Divine Inquisitor signed a special contract for minors, the time she appeared in Honmaru is limited.
I'll have to trouble you with official business. "
The Death Gods Fu were speechless.
"Fox?" Sitting in the corner, Fox Ball looked at the Inquisitor whose fake name was particularly obvious.
He sensed something from the name and the Inquisitor's spiritual power that surprised and delighted him.
Leaning against the wall, he said to himself, "Oh, oh, oh, this is bad. The name of Little Fox is going to be given to someone else.
Compared to me, my lord is Little Fox ~ Then I'll reluctantly become Big Fox. "
He made the decision happily.
Fox 'Aid's introduction wasn't over.
As the Death Gods Fu's expressions became more and more subtle, Prince Ren interrupted him.
"Red Fox."
He called out. "Does the time we wasted at the Government of the Time count as two hours?"
Fox 'Aid was stunned.
He hurriedly took out his communication device terminal and tapped a few times before looking up. "It does count."
"Then it should be almost two hours." Prince Ren looked down at him. "But I don't know anything yet. You're a beginner, right?
If I'm not satisfied with your work, can I complain? "
Fox 'Aid's hair was about to explode.
"Lord Inquisitor!!!" He jumped up and threw himself into Prince Ren's arms. "Please don't complain!
Do you think I'm too inefficient?!
Then we can start the beginner's guide right away!
For example, forging knives — "
"That's not it."
Prince Ren hugged him and stroked his hair. "We don't have much time. You'd better tell me what my daily lessons are and what I need to do."
"About that, if you don't mind …" The Candlestick Cutter bowed slightly to the young man on the main seat.
Prince Ren quickly adapted to the identity of an ancient lord.
He stood up with Fox in his arms. "I've read the basic information in the Government of the Time's contract.
Valet, Blade Forging, Hand He, Internal Affairs, Excursion, and Expedition.
I remember that's all I need to do, right?
Let's follow your original arrangements first. "
"Do you want to try forging knives first?" The Candlestick Cutter asked.
Prince Ren looked at him in surprise. "Why do you all think that forging knives is more important?
No, no, I'm not suitable for forging knives now.
A new knife is too dangerous. "
He didn't explain the word "dangerous."
"Not all the Death Gods are here, right?" he asked.
"The first unit hasn't returned yet." The Candlestick Cutter said.