The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

Granose first drank a taste of soup. The soup entered the stomach along with the esophagus with a higher temperature. All the way down, it dispelled the cold and warmed the whole body.

Granu took a slow breath and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

There was only one relatively large table in the kitchen, and everyone gathered together.

It is obviously the same dish, but when the other party is not paying attention, they will stick their chopsticks into other people's dinner plates, and stuff other dishes into their mouths with lightning speed.

The dishes on other people's plates are always the best.

"Eh?!" Granu turned around and realized that her pineapple bun was missing.

Wait, where is my happiness?

Granu looked around, and even lifted the dinner plate to look at the table.

Is it going to be wasted like the one in hell last time?

"My pineapple bun..." After searching for no results, the sugar that was sprouting small flowers shrank rapidly, and an unknown substance that seemed to be like a soul rose slowly from the head.

"It's not good, Lord Granose's soul is floating!"

"Tsurumaru, quickly spit out the pineapple bun, it's the last one."

"Hmm..." Tsurumaru, who had already stuffed the pineapple bun into his mouth, couldn't make a sound.

But even if Tsurumaru spits out sugar, he probably won't eat it anymore.

The dining table suddenly became a mess.

The few people present had a deep understanding of the importance of pineapple buns for granulated sugar.

"Master Granose's soul has been lifted into the sky, what should I do!"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Sugar, the culprit who stole the pineapple buns has been caught."

He confessed to Tsurumaru without hesitation.

"Master Granu, you can't let the murderer live alone in this world, Pineapple Bun will cry."

"Yes, yes, you have to cheer up."

Tsurumaru: "Is it really okay for you to sell your teammates like this?"

Just kidding, aren't teammates just for selling?

This sentence actually attracted the soul of Granose who was about to take off into the sky, and successfully returned to the soul at the speed of light.

"Tsuru Maru~" The voice was as sweet as honey, and it was the broken chopsticks in the girl's hand that proved the mood of Granu.

"I'm willing to donate my little judge to compensate Mr. Sugar for three, no, five pineapple buns." Tsurumaru relented with great insight.

Granu looked down at the empty plate where the pineapple buns were originally placed, and now there were only a few solitary pieces of residue left.

Alas, forget it, it can't be cut open.

It cannot be eaten even if it is cut open.

Granu took a regretful look at Tsurumaru, and a chill suddenly rose from Tsurumaru's back.

Goosebumps fell all over the place.

The noise in the kitchen resumed.

After the meal, several people divided the work, cleaning the table, clearing the plates, and washing the dishes, and the work was quickly completed.

"If only it was like this all the time."

This sentence is the voice of all swords.

It seemed to be the first time that everyone enjoyed themselves and had dinner together without worrying about anything.

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Although Bai was tied up, things were not that simple.

There is also a series of reported documents, and the evidence must be collected.This time, Granose put all his energy into sorting it out, trying to list Bai's actions one by one, so that Bai could not be exonerated.

If there are loopholes in the writing, it will definitely be exonerated by the so-called family or that 'him'.

This is very unpleasant.

If only I had that mirror, it could be called up at any time.

It's a pity that it can't be borrowed, and there is a distance from the government of the time.

After rewriting the third record, the strength in his hand increased, and the signature pen drew a black line on the white paper.

"I can't write it at all, and I feel that something is wrong."

Throwing away the pen, Granu landed directly on the document.

Just drag Bai to hell.

They couldn't catch me anyway.

"Master Granu, are you still worrying about the documents?" Foxnosuke, who had just returned from Tokinosuke, saw Granu lying on the table dying.

"I can't help being subjective. I always start cursing as soon as I write. It's so annoying." A weak voice came.

Foxnosuke took a rough look at the documents scattered on the ground. Unlike the documents written last night, they could be submitted easily.

It is standardized, concise and easy to understand, and the key points are well grasped.

"It's already written very well." Foxnosuke expressed his inner thoughts.

"I don't know if it will work. If there is a loophole there, if you are caught, you may be exonerated. I will never be reconciled if I don't lock this pervert in." Still unwilling.

"My lord can almost wake up the sword. I think other people have been looking forward to it for a long time." Foxnosuke raised the sword, just to make Granose change his mood.

"That's right, it was agreed before, so it's time to go down." Patting off the hem of the clothes that should be wrinkled due to the sitting posture, Sato hugged Foxnosuke.

"There is someone in the sword who is very good at handling these." Foxnosuke told Granu this surprise.

"Really?!" Granu patted Foxonosuke's head twice, and rushed out excitedly.

It happened that I ran into Qingguang, who was holding a laundry basket and going to dry clothes.

"Do you want to wake up the sword now?" After hearing the intention of the sugar, California Qingguang was not as happy as he imagined, with a hesitant look on his face: "You spent so much spiritual power yesterday, if it was because of us, it would be a big deal But don't be so anxious."

Granu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, rolled his eyes, and waved his hands: "I'm fine, and I also need a sword myself."

"May I ask which one do you need?" After hearing Granu's words, California Qingguang felt a little envious and jealous. This seemed to be the first time an adult said that he needed that certain sword.

"It seems to be.... Pressing Hasebe, right?" Grano lowered his head to ask Foxanosuke, uncertain about the name.

Foxnosuke nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Okay, just go to Hiroma, and leave the rest to us."

"Ah, um..." She looked a little hesitant, and looked at the laundry basket in Qingguang's hand: "Well, Mr. Qingguang will go with me too?"

"Anyway, let's find a place to put it first, it's not good to lose it rashly."

"Then can you let me and you go with you, and we will summon other swords together later?" Granose's eyes were full of expectation.

"It's possible, but I'm a little curious."

I saw a blush on the delicate little face of the sugar, and the tone was also embarrassing: "I feel that the battle is quite big, and there will be a lot of unfamiliar swords and swords later, I am a little embarrassed."

"Master Xiaotang is unexpectedly timid, and he didn't hesitate to strike before." California Qingguang's tone was tinged with a smile for some reason.

It drew a supercilious look from Grano.

But this did not affect the good mood of California Qingguang in the slightest.

"Then, Mr. Sugar, please follow closely and don't get lost."

"Ann, I'm not a child."

If you can, please rely on me more, even if it's just the little things.

Although I vowed to wake up the sword before, I still have no confidence without practicing it.

"Nah, it's enough to just input spiritual power." Anxious Grano hurriedly grabbed California Qingguang who was beside him, and checked it uncertainly.

California Qingguang, who was suddenly grabbed, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled, very pretty.

"Can you wait for me to summon you before leaving." There was no confidence in the words.

"my pleasure."

California Qingguang's answer is almost synchronous.

Although it was a bit strange, after getting an affirmative answer, he gained some confidence. He glanced at the sword in front of him. There were some cracks on the sword. The lack of confidence, Sato decided to start with the light cracks first.Picked a sword from it, and tentatively sent spiritual power to it.

With a burst of cherry blossoms falling, a tall and straight figure gradually appeared.

The boy was wearing a neat military uniform, his long black hair was tied into a bundle, the dull hair on his head was eye-catching, and his eyes of the same color were full of confusion.

The awakened sword is still a little unresponsive, and is also unfamiliar with the things in front of him.

"I...where is this?" Natsuo Toshiro asked.

Seeing that the sword in front of him was successfully awakened, Sato jumped in his heart, exchanged glances with Kiyomitsu, gave a rough explanation to Natsuo Toshiro, who was still unclear about the situation, and asked him to take him out.

Qing Guang led him outside the house, and the swordsmen who had been waiting outside quickly greeted him.

"Cattail!"

"Brother Cattail, I miss you so much."

"Everyone..." Natsuo Toshiro never thought that he would wake up again.

Seeing this joyful scene, everyone had smiles on their faces.

As time went by, a famous sword came out of the forging room one by one.

As the evening progresses, the sun gradually shifts, and the sky presents a gradient between bright red and orange, which dyes the scenery in Honmaru with a layer of warm color.

"Kakiri Hasebe, that's a strange name. Kakiri Hasebe. The previous owner, who couldn't forgive the fault of the owner of the tea ceremony shop, cut off the shed where he hid, so it was named after that. That's the kind of person. That It's called Oda Nobunaga."

Since Granose asked California Qingguang to accompany the long-sleeping Yamato Shouan, he introduced himself to some unknown swords.

As soon as Hasebe, who was cutting, looked up, he saw Sugar with shining eyes.

"That's great, I've known you for a long time." Sato smiled at him, "I hope you can use your ability to help me."

"As long as it is the master's order, I will do it for you no matter what." Facing the smiling face of the little girl, Hasebe lowered his eyes to cover up his emotions.

Commandment?

Unfamiliar terms flashed through his mind, he turned his head to look at the sliding door that was stained red by the sun, and then looked at Hasebe, who was silently bowing his head in front of him.

"Let's go eat first, and I would like to ask Yachi Hasebe to help me later."

"Yes."

Even in the evening, the sunlight was extraordinarily fierce. As soon as the door was opened, large swaths of sunlight rushed in. Granose closed her eyes and tilted her head to avoid the rays of the setting sun.

Suddenly, I felt that my eyes were covered by darkness.

Opening his eyes slightly, he saw a touch of white.

Hasebe was beside her, covering her eyes with his hands, blocking the glare of the sun.

Granose led Hasebe Yashi up to the second floor, walked past the main room, opened the door of the room under the puzzled eyes of Hasebe Yashi, and handed him the report in his hand.

"Mr. Hasebe, please help me to see if it's okay, I always feel that something is not at ease."

"Of order." Hasebe, who was cutting, bent slightly and lowered his head to accept the report.

"Then...then we'll see you after dinner. I'll go to Jinjian and Sankayue first." Granu couldn't adapt to this pattern, so he found a reason to slip away.

When Granu left, she deliberately turned her head to look at Hasebe, who was leaning her head in her direction, before turning around and leaving.

How should I put it, there is a feeling of depression.

On the way, I happened to meet Hotaru, and the two said hello.

"Where are you going now?" Hotaru asked.

"I plan to go to the forging room to get some materials to treat Jinjian and Sankaiyue."

"I'll help." Hotaru said quickly.

Seeing that his body was not as tall as his own, Granose couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Hotaru sensed Sato's gaze, and puffed up her fleshy cheeks, expressing dissatisfaction.

"Ah, I'm sorry, sorry, I'm in distress, please trouble Yingwan." Granose corrected it with a wink.

"Leave it to me." Hotaru then recovered her smiling face.

He and Yingwan went to the forging room to get the materials. Due to the inconvenience of Jinjian and Sankaiyue, the two pushed the small cart and brought the Q version of the swordsmith, and set off towards the house.

By the way, the cutler's food has improved a lot in the past few days, and he is happy every day.

"Excuse me." Granu knocked on the sliding door.

The one who opened the door this time was a man in a green safari suit, with a very gentle demeanor, and just by looking there was a reassuring sense of calm.

"Hello." Sasuke couldn't help but greeted.

"Is it here to repair it?" Shiqiemaru looked at the small cart behind Granu, and turned sideways to make way for them.

Together with Hotaru, they pushed the cart in.

There was only Sanriyue sitting in the house.