"Master, master is back!"

Someone shouted in a low voice.

The courtyard, which was noisy at first, suddenly became so quiet that one could hear the croaking of frogs by the pond.

The Fu Mourning God quickly lined up according to their size.

They all held their breaths and stood at the bottom of the corridor, waiting for the inquisitor to come and lecture them.

The crisp sound of wooden clogs hitting the floor was getting closer and closer.

The beautiful boy with golden hair and red eyes walked to the corridor in front of the Fu Mourning God, followed by Mikazuki Munechika, Tsurimaru Kuni, and Iwami.

"It's been hard on you to go out.

Welcome back. "Yougir first greeted the team standing on the right.

Then, he turned his head.

He raised his voice. "Welcome, everyone.

Actually, I deliberately took a long detour to avoid the main entrance just now to give you a surprise.

I didn't expect to be discovered.

Who discovered it first? Can you tell me? "

His gaze swept across the group of new Fu Mourning God. Hado was injured and was recovering in the pool of spiritual power in the room.

The remaining five zhan tachi, who was waiting here, should not have noticed it so quickly.

"Woo,

It, it's me... I, I'm sorry. "A panicked and crying voice came from the corner.

It was a little boy in a black military uniform.

There were a total of four white tiger cubs in his arms and lying at his feet.

He looked very timid. When Yougir looked at him, he lowered his head in fear.

The black military cap on his head shook.

Another tiger cub poked its head out.

There were five of them.

"Don't be afraid. I don't mean to blame you. Your detection ability and vigilance are very high.

You are a child worthy of praise.

Then, can you raise your head now?

Tell me your name? "

The Divine Inquisitor's gentle and encouraging voice dispelled the fear of Shortsword's first encounter with Honmaru. He obediently raised his head and looked at Young Jill, who was accompanied by an attendant not far away from him, with his one eye that was not covered by his hair.

Was the master so young?

He looked only a few years older than him.

No,

He should be even younger in human terms.

Such a young inquisitor could shoulder the entire Honmaru.

What right did he have to escape?

"Erm, I'm Five Tigers Retreat.

A gift for Duke Qian Xin.

At that time,

How should I put it? I was in high spirits when I fought off a lot of tigers.

Wu, but I'm really just a short knife … wu. "

At the end of his speech, Five Tigers Retreat lowered his head in shame because he did not defeat the five tigers.

"Five Tigers Retreat?

I'll remember it. "Yougir squatted down and touched the little tiger that was licking his toes." It's very cute. "

Little Tiger … when did it run over?

Wu Hu raised his head hurriedly and calmed down when he heard the inquisitor's voice. "Thank you … Thank you for liking Xiao Hu."

"Ka ka ka ka, this poor monk is relieved to see that my lord is so friendly."

A unique and penetrating laughter rang out. In the crowd, the Fu Mourning God wearing a white headscarf laughed heartily.

"A monk?" Yougir looked at the Tachi in confusion.

"Hahahaha, this is Shanfu Guoguang. He is an ascetic monk who loves to cultivate. If you go to Azin He Zhi Mountain, you can often see him." Another laugh that was also full of demonic nature blended together with the sound of "Ka Ka Ka".

Seeing the sparrows flying away in the canopy, Yougir stopped stroking the tiger's fur. He stood up and clapped his hands. "Everyone is hungry, right?

Let's go eat dinner first. We can talk while we eat. "

Most of the people who were dug out this time were short knives. Other than Five Tigers Retreat and Yamafu Guoguang, there were also Jin Jian, Xiao Ye Zuo Wen, Airan Kōjun, Akita Toshiro, and Lu Ao Shouji.

Most of them were the lively and cheerful Fu Mourning God. After hearing Yougir's decision, they happily escorted him to the dining hall.

After the expedition ended, the Fu Mourning God had already helped to prepare the food. Together with the sushi platter brought back from the House of Ten Thousand, it was a sumptuous and well-prepared dinner.

The Fu Mourning God sat down according to the order of the knife tent. While toasting, laughter filled the entire dining hall.

Of course, it also included Mikazuki Munechika's "Hahaha" and Yamafu Guoguang's "Ka Ka Ka".

Ah, I shouldn't have agreed to let Mikazuki Munechika be his attendant.

Because of the big difference in personality, Yougir didn't like the adult version of himself. "If we meet, we might fight." This was a fact that he never doubted.

But now, for the first time, he was thinking about what he would do in this situation. Should he put down the chopsticks in his hand and coldly ask the Fu Mourning God to shut up, or should he go with a Fu Mourning God who was compatible with him and say "Hahaha"?

No matter what, the current him couldn't do it.

"Is there anything else you want to do or wish?" Yougir finished the sushi in his hand and asked.

The Fu Mourning God looked at each other and didn't know how to respond.

They were summoned to fight. To them, blood and injuries were a common occurrence.

The more experienced the Fu Mourning God was, the less they cared about their desires. For example, when Mikazuki Munechika faced death, he only sighed and said, "Things that have form will eventually disappear, but only today."

They had never thought about fulfilling their wishes.

After a moment of silence, the most energetic Tengu sitting in the front row got up and skipped to Yougir's side. He cupped his face and looked at the young God Inquisitor sitting in the main seat and said expectantly, "I want to play with Lord-sama."

Mikazuki Munechika, who was originally kneeling on the side and serving food to the God Inquisitor, put down his chopsticks and moved back a few steps. He smiled and pointed at his seat and waved at Jin Ken.

Tengu immediately understood and quickly came over and refilled Yougir's glass of sweet wine.

It was a wine made from glutinous rice and sweet rice. It was more like an alcoholic beverage. It was sweet, and children wouldn't get drunk even if they drank a few cups.

Yougir nodded under Jin Ken's expectant gaze, "Okay, is that what everyone thinks?"

The Fu Mourning God naturally responded enthusiastically. No matter what the method was, he was happy to be with his master.

"Why don't we go after dinner?

We should be able to make it in time for the Summer Festival. "He took a sip of the chilled sweet wine and suggested.

"Yay, yay!

Let's go to the festival! "

Sitting next to Firefly, the red-haired shota with an OK sticker on his nose was very excited and cheered loudly.

Firefly helplessly pulled Eran Guojun back to his seat. Eran was a Fu Mourning God who loved lively festivals the most. He would definitely be very happy if his master said so.

"Everyone stand still, it's time to go."

In front of the space-time converter, Yougir adjusted the time coordinates and reminded the Fu Mourning God.

The light dissipated, and they arrived at a forest. The winding path led to the village where the festival was held, and the path led to the stairs leading to the Mountain God Temple.

"The sky is so beautiful, there's the sound of the wind and the fireflies …" Akita Toshiro looked at the brightly lit festival not far away from the mountain in surprise.

The essential elements of the Summer Festival were lights, fireworks, newly decorated shops, and … monsters wearing beautiful kimonos and masks.

There was a minotaur monster with two horns on its head, a female ghost with a long tongue sticking out of its mask, a four-eyed river boy … All kinds of monsters were playing and playing in the festival. It was a grand night of a hundred ghosts.

"Because we're all Death Gods, I think we can relax more and play without any restraints during the Daemon Festival.

These are all kind and gentle monsters, it's okay. "Yougir gestured to Yiche to retract his body and not chop off their arms.

As they walked down the mountain path, they occasionally met a few silly and cute monsters. The Fu Mourning God gradually got used to it.

When they were about to reach the festival grounds, a young man wearing a fox mask and a young girl wearing a kimono brushed past them.

They looked like a couple, but they didn't look like one because they weren't walking side by side. Instead, they were walking with a wooden stick in front of them.

A few children ran past Yougir and the rest. They almost fell because they were running too fast, but the young man helped them up.

"Sigh …" Yougir looked at the young man's arm that was suspended in the air and sighed.

"Lord-sama, is there something that makes you unhappy?" Tengu ran to Baby Jill's side and asked obediently.

If his lord didn't like coming out to play, but forced himself to come because of his request, he would feel guilty.

"No, let's go!

The festival is going to end if we stay any longer. "

Yougir pulled Wuhu Tai who was following behind them timidly and Zuo Wenwen who was a little happy. They walked towards where the festival was going to start.

"Wow!

What beautiful fireworks. "

The Fu Mourning God who were eating candy apples and takoyaki looked up and stared at the fireworks that bloomed and disappeared in the distant sky.

"If only this moment could last forever."

Maeda prayed softly at the side. With his lord, Brother Ichihara and more and more companions, it was a happiness that he couldn't even dream of.

"Although the fireworks are fleeting, we will continue to be together in the future.

Not only the festival, there are many other interesting activities waiting for us. "The young man's exquisite eyes made the lights dim.

"Master, Ah Ying, everyone, look!

There are so many fireflies flying out of the forest in the mountains! "

Following Airan Guojun's call, everyone shifted their gazes. In the forest not far away, specks of green light flew towards the distant sky.

The hopeful green overshadowed the colorful fireworks.

"Wow, what beautiful fireflies."

A few stars fell, as if they were mourning the dissipated lives.

The Fu Mourning God closed their eyes and put their palms together to make a wish. Yougir heard their wishes.