Caudon's first job was to take Yiche for a walk, and he insisted on waiting for Sakamoto to come back and inform him before starting work. He secretly observed Yiche's expression and only accepted the job when he saw that Yiche wasn't displeased.

Caudon didn't like troublesome people, even if the other party was the Fu Mourning God of Swords.

As he led the way, Caudon kept his head down and looked at the map. Yiche didn't seem to have anything to say, and didn't say a word all the way to the first God's Inquisitor's This Pill.

Seeing Yiche walk into This Pill as if no one else was around, Caudon waited at the door and finally had the time to look at his Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

When there were other people around, Shanmaqie's presence was almost non-existent. If one didn't deliberately look for him, it would be easy to overlook his existence.

"What do you think of him?"

Shanmaqie lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "He is Genji Shigeho, and an imitation like me can't judge him."

Caudon immediately choked. Shanmaqie had the ability to make people speechless with just a few words.

But what was Genji Shigeho trying to do?

Who did the famous sword called Yiche belong to?

Was it a sword forged by Elder Shi Zheng?

But … even if the Fu Mourning God was a god, the Elder valued Yiche too much.

"Hey, I've given it away."

Yiche walked out with a smile. Seeing Caudon in deep thought, he couldn't help but tease him, "Are you thinking about me?"

"No, I'm just …"

"As a Genji Shigeho, you are indeed desirable."

Yiche flipped his palm and a Yiche appeared in his hand out of thin air. He stuffed it into Caudon's arms and said, "Since you want it so much, take it home."

How could this be?

Caudon looked at the Body Blade at Yiche's waist. If the Body Blade was still there, where had Yiche come from?

"Take it." Yiche stuffed it into Caudon's hands again. Caudon instinctively stepped back.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro, who was watching from the side, suddenly inserted himself between the two of them. He unsheathed his blade by an inch and pressed it down with his thumb. His head was lowered, and his left eye was covered by his fine golden hair. His voice was cold and firm. "Your Highness Yiche, can you stay away?

My inquisitor doesn't like it when you get too close. "

Yiche's gentle gaze instantly turned into astonishment. As the handsome Genji Shigeho, this was probably the first time he had been treated so rudely. Even the air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Suddenly, Yiche's expression relaxed. He took the initiative to step back and said in a lazy voice, "I'm sorry, I scared the little kid."

Yiche's control of the situation was just right. The distance between him and Caudon didn't seem too distant, nor did it make people wary. He was as innocent as an ignorant little animal. He didn't say anything, but Shanmaqie felt that he had gone too far.

"I …" Shanmaqie took the initiative to step back and muttered in a low voice, "The inquisitor is a child. You still have to be careful."

"I know, I don't blame you." Yiche lowered his eyes, and his voice became even softer and weaker. "I'm just a little sad …"

"Shanmaqie, you scared Yiche!" Caudon's tone suddenly became serious.

"I …"

"Go back to This Pill first!" Caudon looked coldly at Yamamochi Kokuhiro. "I won't be in danger with His Highness Yiche."

Shanmaqie looked at Caudon in astonishment. He knew that it was wrong, but he couldn't say no. He could only mumble, "This Pill still has …"

"Go back!"

As expected, when dealing with imitations … Shanmaqie moved his green eyes away, turned around, and ran away. This made Caudon worried.

Caudon moved his feet as if he wanted to chase after him, but he forced himself to stand still. When Shanmaqie ran away, he turned his head to look at Yiche and smiled. "His Highness Yiche, let's go."

"Aren't you afraid that he'll be in danger if you let him leave just like that?"

"There's no place more dangerous than here."

Caudon looked at Yiche. His eyes no longer had the warmth and protection from before, but were replaced with the wariness that Shanmaqie showed just now. "Isn't that right, Ben Ling, Yiche?"

Yiche blinked and pointed at himself as if he hadn't come back to his senses. "Me?

Danger? "

Caudon couldn't say for sure, but Fu Mourning God had always appeared in the form of a split soul. Suddenly, an unusual Ben Ling appeared. This wasn't a good thing. Thinking of Elder Shi Zheng's fear of him, could this Yiche have come with ill intentions?

"I'm just giving a gift to the God's Inquisitor."

Ben Ling Yiche picked up the split soul that Caudon didn't catch properly on the ground. He gently grasped it and returned to his original body. "The power to fight against the Tracing Army is too weak. I'll give away my split soul. This won't harm you."

If he gave it away like this, wouldn't it be too easy to get it?

Suddenly thinking of the conversation between the Elder and Yiche, Caudon finally understood. The split soul was a part of Ben Ling's power. If it was distributed, it would damage Ben Ling's strength. Moreover, Ben Ling didn't want his split soul to have a bad life. It would be an insult to them.

Because of this, the God's Inquisitor had to work hard to forge a sword. Only then would the split soul be treasured. But now Yiche gave his split soul to everyone. Wasn't he afraid that the God's Inquisitor would treat his split soul as trash?

"I don't care."

Yiche's voice interrupted Caudon's thoughts. He looked up at Ben Ling. The other was bathed in the sunlight like a docile kitten, completely unlike Genji Shigeho's sharp blade. His slightly narrowed eyes revealed his sharpness, as if he could see through everything.

"Since we're going to distribute the split soul, our efficiency is too low now."

Caudon sized up Yiche's attitude and said, "We can directly inform the God's Inquisitors to come and collect it through the terminal. Then we can send it to the God's Inquisitors who haven't come yet."

"Good idea!"

Yiche's eyes suddenly brightened. He grabbed Caudon's clothes and ran as if he was an outsider. "Then let's go to Shi Zheng's square. Let's go!"

"Hey, slow down. Slow down …"

Panting as they arrived at the square, Yiche directly contacted Elder Shi Zheng and sent a message. Soon, the God's Inquisitors came one after another.

This job could be said to be very easy. Caudon didn't have to care about anything at all. He just watched from the side as Yiche greeted the God's Inquisitors and gave his split soul to them. He was like the sunshine of a big brother next door.

Genji Shigeho, Yiche. No one had ever created such a thing before … Caudon browsed around the forum and didn't find any characteristics of his personality. He only learned a little about his history.

It was created during the Heian Era. It was known as Genji Shigeho together with another tachi called Kishimaru. It got its name because it was used to cut off the head of a sinner, along with his beard.

Caudon touched his non-existent beard. This was completely … completely a razor. How could such an experience be named?

The person who named it must be sick in the head.

Reaching out to block the sunlight, Caudon leaned against the tree and turned on the terminal. From afar, he saw Tsurumaru Kuninaga preparing to launch a surprise attack on Yiche.

"Ha!"

Yiche shouted and suddenly turned around to slash down with his sword. The blade almost brushed past Tsuru Maru's body. Tsuru Maru, who liked to scare people, was immediately frightened.

"This is really a big shock." Tsurumaru Kuninaga reached out and patted his chest.

"Please don't worry, Your Highness Tsuru Maru. Even if you want to scare me, I won't take the opportunity to cut you open." Yiche curled his lips and his golden eyes were very sincere.

Tsuru Maru blinked his golden eyes, put his palms together and bowed to Yiche. He turned around and ran away, causing the God's Inquisitors to burst into laughter. They didn't expect Tsuru Maru to be frightened.

Sure enough, he wasn't that easy to deal with.

Caudon was even more vigilant. Although they were both Fu Mourning God, Ben Ling still gave him a lot of pressure. This was a feeling he didn't feel when facing Soul-Splitting Clones.

Yiche's speed of distributing Soul-Splitting Clones wasn't slow, but after he was done, he was surrounded by many God's Inquisitors who took pictures and were even treated to a meal. Seeing that he couldn't get away, Caudon said goodbye and left first. They agreed to go to the other This Pill with him tomorrow.

When he returned to This Pill alone, the sky was already a little yellow. When he walked near the This Pill, he saw a person squatting at the gate with his back facing him. His gaze was fixed on the inside of This Pill, pitiful, helpless, and miserable.

"Ma … Ma?" Caudon walked over quickly and almost didn't recognize him. What happened to Yamamochi Kokuhiro?

Shanmaqie raised his head and glanced at Caudon, then lowered his head again and silently turned his body to face Caudon with his butt.