This is the anti-theft badge
Of course,
This is not the main point. The main point is what it can bring.
Prince Ren carefully recalled his experience in the past two hours,
He was somewhat frustrated to find that he had done almost nothing.
What is my purpose?
To train my spiritual power and figure out my dream,
And what exactly is my spiritual power.
Then what did I do today?
I feel like I was played by that Red Fox. Prince Ren narrowed his eyes and thought.
He decided to vent his anger.
As expected, he still had to complain. Puri ~
Prince Ren began to sort out his problems.
What would happen to Moto Maru, who had once had a divine inquisitor and changed the divine inquisitor?
What would happen to his sword?
How would his underage status affect his work and studies?
Prince Ren tried to click on the icon on his phone.
Although it ran very slowly,
It seemed to be connected to the communication terminal that only existed in Moto Maru,
It could read the announcement information,
It could also connect to the internal forum of the divine inquisitor.
Prince Ren studied the page for a while,
He even pointed out his sword tent.
What's assigned to me is mine. He thought,
He studied his sword tent.
Great Katana,
Great Katana,
Fighting Katana..
When the Red Fox introduced him, he said that the previous owner of his Moto Maru had only worked for half a year, but he already had all the katanas in the sword tent.
Other than the limited forging and movable katanas,
Only the exceptionally rare katana was missing.
These katanas were all in the form of humans, and they also had their own preferences and personalities,
That meant that he could use human communication skills to get along with them.
No wonder the Government of the time was willing to recruit minors. This was actually a job that did not require much skill.
Prince Ren thought as he studied the sword tent.
The novelty made him invest a lot of energy,
And some kind of sense of urgency that came from nowhere made him eager to familiarize himself with all this and then find something that could help him.
He finished reading all the information in the sword tent,
Then he turned on the computer and searched for relevant historical information on the Internet.
The huge amount of information made his head dizzy,
He wished he could throw all this away and write a math exercise book.
History is really annoying,
He thought.
When he finally finished reading the general information and heaved a sigh of relief, it was almost dark.
After exiting the software that he had been using, Prince Ren took out the charger and changed the battery of his phone.
Just as he was about to exit the web page and shut down the computer, the door to the room was suddenly opened.
"Masuharu!
How long have you been using the computer?! "
His mother, who rarely got off work on time, walked in angrily. "Why are the breakfast and lunch in the fridge still there?!
Didn't you eat?! "
Prince Ren's hand that was holding the mouse trembled.
He quickly closed the webpage, turned off his phone, and jumped up from his chair.
"If you do this again, I'll cut off your internet connection!" Prince Ren's mother glared at him.
Prince Ren blinked his eyes and pretended to be obedient.
The next day, he remembered to eat breakfast, finish his morning training, and then enter the Motonaru.
What?
You said he said he would come at night?
There were too many things to do at night!
He had to do his holiday homework, review his lessons, play darts, and watch tennis videos. He didn't have time to come to the Motonaru.
Probably because of the timing, when he arrived at the Motonaru, the team had already left, and the other Death Gods Fu had also started their internal affairs and official business in the Motonaru.
Prince Ren looked left and right, and felt that this was a good opportunity for him to explore the Motonaru himself.
The Motonaru wasn't big, and the main house had two floors. The first floor was the hall and dining room, and the second floor was the interrogator's personal room and work room.
Currently, Prince Ren had no use for it, so he couldn't spend the night here.
However, the control center in front of the interrogator's door needed regular maintenance.
The document only said that he needed to use his Reiki to maintain the Motonaru, but with his current meager knowledge and skills, he still only knew how to play tennis.
He couldn't smash the ball at the control center, right?
Could he afford to pay for it if he broke it?
The main house was connected to a few small courtyards, which were the residence of Death Gods Fu and the areas for activities such as knife forging and handmaking.
The small courtyards surrounded a horse breeding ground and a few fields.
The fields weren't large, only two or three acres, and they were used to grow vegetables, fruits, and grains.
Prince Ren saw rice and calabash growing in the fields, which shouldn't have existed at the same time.
Was this out of season?
Or was this some sort of black technology?
Or was this an effect of his Reiki?
If even Reiki could do this, then it would be too mystical.
Food was a major problem for everyone in the world.
When he walked around the fields and headed to the horse farm, he met with Rock Melt and Mitsuru, who had been assigned to farming.
They had changed into civilian clothing and met with a "stranger" as they turned the corner.
A new swordsman?
No, no, no, this wasn't the swordsman's height.
In that case, was he on guard duty?
He had a young face and short silver hair. He seemed like one of Bonetti's older brothers or younger brothers. Was he from Toshiro's family?
Rock Melt, who was tall and muscular, usually played with the swordsman brothers. Now that he saw that Prince Ren was by himself, he was actually worried that he was a new swordsman, so he walked up to him of his own accord. He didn't notice Mitsuru's suspicious expression.
"Are you a new swordsman?" he asked.
Prince Ren: "… Ah."
He was about two meters tall, right?
Was that right?
With such a long sword, was he using a machete for horseback riding?
Prince Ren didn't have much knowledge, so he was momentarily at a loss for words as he looked at Rock Melt and the longsword at his waist.
Seiji didn't refute Rock Melt's words. Instead, he put on a sincere and cute expression. "Hello."
He deliberately widened his eyes and revealed a bashful smile. "I accidentally walked in here."
"You just arrived today?" Rock Melt inquired.
Prince Ren nodded.
"Today's attendant is …"
Prince Ren's mind raced as he recalled that when he spoke with Candlestick yesterday, Candlestick had told him that if he came today, Hori River would be in charge of greeting him.
In that case, there was more than a sixty percent chance that Hori River would be his attendant today.
"Hori River -kun was the one who woke me up."
Prince Ren spoke without thinking. "But Izumi Mamoru was looking for him, so I decided to familiarize myself with Honmaru."
Rock Melt didn't feel that anything was amiss at all. "Ah, Izumi Mamoru. Wasn't he assigned to the Templar Field today?
He actually took the initiative to look for Hori River. "
After saying this, he looked down at Prince Ren and was somewhat surprised. "Are you using honorifics to address them?
Which sword sect are you from? "
"My name is Mōri Toshiro." Prince Ren continued to speak from the bottom of his heart.
Rock Melt was confused. "Mōri?
Isn't that a sword that only drops in the Buried City? "
Behind him, Mitarai had already raised his hand to cover his face. 'Terrible, this is terrible.'
Mitarai chuckled for a while before straightening his back. He quickly walked over and grabbed Rock Melt's hood. "Rock Melt, he's not Mōri."
"… Ah?"
"He's our new God's Inquisitor."
Mitarai smiled brightly at Prince Ren and lowered his head to greet him. "This is our first time meeting. Nice to meet you, God's Inquisitor."
Prince Ren wasn't surprised that he was recognized.
He wasn't familiar with swords at all. He couldn't even find someone to impersonate.
Even though Toshiro's family was large, and he knew that the Kurikou Oda sword sect had over a hundred swords … he didn't recognize a single one of them, nor did he know their names.
Mitarai tugged at Rock Melt who still hadn't recovered from his shock. "Why are you here, God's Inquisitor?"
"I came whenever I had time," Prince Ren said.
"Then what do you need …"
"I'm here to look for someone," Prince Ren stated.
He glanced at Mitarai and changed his words. "I'm here to look for a sword."
"You …"
"Tarō Tachi and Ishikari Maru. Are they here?" Prince Ren asked.
Mitarai blinked in surprise. He felt that this little God's Inquisitor was truly swift and decisive.
He thought about his team's configuration and the arrangements for today's battle. "They're all here.
Please come with me. I'll take you to the main hall. "
Tarō Tachi and Ishikari Maru. What did they have in common?
It was the shrine.
They were both swords that had previously been enshrined in the shrine.
Of course, they weren't the only swords enshrined in the shrine. However, Prince Ren had seen information on other swords before. For example, Shinobu and Jiro Tachi were both divine swords.
But judging from the swords, they didn't seem particularly reliable.
Tarō Tachi was rather surprised to hear that the God's Inquisitor wanted to see him.
"Right now?" Seiji asked.
Horikawa, who came to deliver the message, nodded and said somewhat reproachfully, "Please hurry. When the God's Inquisitor arrived, no one noticed her at all. She's been alone in Honmaru for a long time."
"There's nothing in Honmaru that can't be seen," Jiro Tachi said as he lay on his bed.
Tarō Tachi glanced at his younger brother, who was acting so casually, and nodded as he stood up. "Is there anyone else apart from me?"
"Ah, I still have to notify Ishikari Maru," Horikawa said.
Ishikari Maru …
"Of course I have to hurry." Jiro Tachi chuckled. "After all, he's a Mobile Type 13 Odachi."
Horikawa: "Erm … You're only a Mobile Type 16 yourself. You don't have the right to be picky."
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he glanced at Jiro Tachi. Then, he nodded at Tarō Tachi. "Then I'll be leaving first. Please go to the main hall."
Tarō Tachi wasn't in a hurry.
He maintained his own pace as he went to the main hall.
He wasn't particularly curious about the new God's Inquisitor.
Compared to the Fujiro family who were closer to the God's Inquisitor, as a Odachi, he had a cold personality.
The previous God's Inquisitor was fair and just, but he always treated them with a business-like attitude. As a result, the God of Mourning in Honmaru had developed a habit of taking care of himself.
This was probably the reason why the Government of the Time allowed them to accept a new God's Inquisitor.
After all, a new God who had signed the Underage Special Treaty wasn't an ordinary God's Inquisitor.
Tarō Tachi knew some inside information. For example, the Underage Special Treaty was originally prepared for people with special identities.
He walked to the main hall and met his new "master."