None of the swordsmen knew what happened in Ivan's room that day.

The next day, Qing Guang came out of the God's Inquisitor's room with a face full of joy. He skipped along the way and even hummed a tune that was out of tune.

This made the worried swordsmen relax and they collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, everyone began to busy themselves again. Only Yamato Moriyasu could not help but complain.

"Qing Guang, don't just stand there smiling like an idiot. Come and sweep the horse shit." [Horse shit: Sweeping me again?

What did I do wrong?

It had been a week since that day. Qing Guang held that bottle of nail polish and smiled like an idiot all day long. Yamato Moriyasu felt that he could not stand it anymore.

"What?

I don't want to. You'll paint your nails if you keep talking about it. "

Qing Guang immediately stepped back in disgust. He had recently dressed up beautifully and regained favor. How could he do such dirty and smelly work?

Looking at his dirty swordsmen, Qing Guang frowned and took a few more steps back.

Yamato Moriyasu violently broke the broom and went straight to Ivan to protest.

"I seriously refuse to work with Qing Guang!!"

Ivan dug his ears. "Hey, don't be so loud. I'm not deaf."

Then Ivan yawned. "What did you just say?"

Yamato Moriyasu had the urge to draw his sword. Who was the one who said he was not deaf?!

"I can't help it. Your decibel was too loud. It exceeded human hearing."

Yamato Moriyasu found that his master especially liked to annoy him, but he did not know the reason. He could only swallow his anger.

"Hahaha, fine. Why don't you tell me the reason?"

Ivan pointed outside the window. Mamoru Yamato's eyes hurt when he saw the red and blue figures happily farming in the distance.

Yamato Moriyasu blinked hard and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

While listening to Mamoru Yamato's report, the smile on Ivan's lips became brighter and brighter. Yamato Moriyasu felt that his eyes were about to go blind.

"Well … who do you want to work with?" Ivan asked with a smile.

The first face that appeared in Yamato Moriyasu's mind was still Qing Guang, but it was not his own. It was Qing Guang from Violet Orchid's family.

When he thought of working with Qing Guang, for some reason, his heart palpitated and he became shy.

How could Yi Fan not notice that Mamoru Yamato was looking out of the window from time to time? Looking at the shy face of a young girl that was like the first awakening of love, Yi Fan suddenly realized something.

It seemed that he had lost a maiden's heart when he sent him out that day.

You win some, you lose some. That was probably what it meant.

Ivan felt that he was a very considerate master. He rubbed his chin and turned to Violet Orchid. "I think that our family's swords and knives are still inexperienced. Why don't we let them come over and learn more? Or we can occasionally send one or two seniors to my Motonaru to give everyone some pointers?"

Violet Orchid glanced at Mamoru Yamato, who was full of anticipation. She did not object or agree. "That depends on their own wishes."

"No problem!

I'll tell them! "Mamoru Yamato ran away excitedly. His destination was indeed the field.

Ivan could not help but laugh. He raised his eyebrows at Violet Orchid. "Ah, future in-laws."

Violet Orchid felt a headache coming on. "Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Are you going to talk about what will happen after your spiritual power dissipates?"

Violet Orchid was silent. She looked at Ivan in surprise. So he had thought about it. "Then why are you still …?"

"Who knows what will happen in the future? I'm a person who values the present."

Compared to regretting it later, Ivan would rather do it later.

"So you're really going to date Jiazhou?" Violet Orchid could not help but ask. "You know that there won't be a good ending."

Ivan did not know why the topic had changed to him. He tilted his head and looked at Violet Orchid with a half-smile. "Then, what do you think is a good ending?"

Violet Orchid choked.

He was not the person involved. How could he be sure that the ending would not be a good one for them?

"You can't bear to part with them, right?"

"So what if I can't bear to part with them? Humans are weak."

"Then, what is strong?" Ivan suddenly stood up and looked down at Violet Orchid. "I am very strong."

Violet Orchid's eyes widened. What shocked her was not only Ivan's aura, but also his unwavering confidence. She knew that she could not have such absolute confidence.

"You don't have to think too much. No one knows what will happen in the future. Whether it's good or bad, whether it's a blessing or a curse, it doesn't matter. I don't care about the future, and I don't care about the past. I will only cherish the present."

The future could not be predicted. It was just like how he had never thought that he would kill someone with his own hands. If he kept looking at the past, he would not be able to move forward.

Ivan held on tightly to what he had now and did his best. If he still couldn't protect what he wanted to protect, then it could only be said that he wasn't capable enough. He wouldn't feel any regret or unwillingness, at most he would feel a little regretful.

So when Ivan realized his feelings towards Qing Guang, he did not dwell on it for too long, even though he knew that the ending would not be good.

But if he was afraid and did not dare to move forward, he might as well try his best to seize it. Even if the ending would not change, at least he would not regret it.

Perhaps this was what it meant to do one's best and leave the rest to fate.

Besides, maybe they could be as happy as in fairy tales.

"My spiritual power will not disappear. You can make a contract with me."

Ivan reached out to stop Violet Orchid from saying something. "I will not do anything to harm myself. You don't have to rush to answer. Just give me an answer before you retire."

Violet Orchid felt very complicated. Ivan looked lazy, but he was actually very insightful. For such a state of mind to appear in a young person, Violet Orchid could imagine Ivan's harsh past.

However, now it seemed that Ivan and Three Days Months Zong Jin not only looked alike, but even their views were somewhat similar.

"Haha, are you really not Three Days Months Zong Jin's illegitimate son?"

Ivan's expression suddenly became very interesting. "Speak properly."

***

Ivan's path of collecting swords was not very difficult. He always felt that he was good-looking and quite lucky.

For example, when he fused a seven-star legendary pet, he rarely failed when smashing equipment, and the drop rate in dungeons was several percent higher than others.

Even in a different world, this luck was still with him.

More than half of his sword tent had been lit, and there were many so-called rare swords.

However, as the number of swords increased, Ivan experienced the fear of the large number of people in Suda Kou.

"Hahaha, how is it, are you scared?"

Golden eyes flashed with a smile, but after laughing, he saw Ivan's expressionless face and couldn't help but tilt his head strangely.

Ivan resisted the strange taste in his mouth and looked at the candlestick with approval. "Guang Zhong's craftsmanship is getting better and better." After that, he looked at Kouichi Tsuraru in confusion. "Tsuraru, what did you just say?"

"Huh?

Impossible, impossible … "Takemaru Kuni muttered in a low voice and looked at Ivan's bowl suspiciously. He wondered if Ivan was pretending to be fine, but his expression didn't seem like it. Did he take the wrong bowl when he served the dish?

Kouichi Tsuraru picked up a piece from Ivan's bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. "Oh!!"

The white figure dashed out with a whoosh, like a white crane diving down at high speed.

Ivan covered his mouth and laughed with a twisted face. "Hahaha, you deserve it."

Candlestick immediately understood that the food was tampered with and clenched his fist. As expected, when Kouichi Tsuraru offered to help, it was not a good thing. He had to be taught a lesson later. How dare he tamper with the master's food.

Hasebe and the master looked at each other and nodded. Candlestick immediately stood up to replace Ivan's bowl.

Ivan quickly picked up a piece and stuffed it into Qing Guang's mouth. Seeing Qing Guang bend over in pain, he smiled and let Candlestick switch off.

"Master …" Qing Guang's eyes glistened with tears.

"Qing Guang, didn't we agree to face difficulties together?" Ivan blinked. "It's not good to waste food."

Ivan thoughtfully handed over the tea. Qing Guang was about to take it, but Ivan suddenly took back his hand and drank it himself.

Qing Guang's whole body froze. His half-stretched hand stiffened in the air, and he had an impulse to hit someone.

But the next second, he felt something warm on his lips. The slightly bitter tea entered his mouth. Qing Guang instinctively swallowed it. It wasn't until the touch on his lips disappeared that he realized what had happened. His whole face turned red.

"Master!

What are you doing!! "Qing Guang punched him, covered his face, and ran out shyly.

The swords and knives weren't surprised, and they calmly ate and talked about their own things.

Anyway, it wasn't a day or two ago that Tsurimaru was causing trouble. Master and Qing Guang showing off their love wasn't even a day or two ago.

Habits were scary.

That's right, Ivan's Honimaru was originally happy, but after the appearance of the sword called Tsurimaru Kuniei, the atmosphere suddenly changed. Some harmless pranks made the entire Honimaru a bit more lively.

Originally, Ivan didn't care about him at all. Instead, he looked forward to Tsurimaru's so-called surprise as if he was watching a joke.

But this bastard was getting bolder and bolder. Seeing that no one could control him, he became more and more free. Now that he dared to mess with him, it was intolerable if he didn't get back at him.

Ivan's line of sight inadvertently caught sight of an indigo figure. That person noticed his gaze and looked over. He smiled gently at Ivan, and Ivan stiffly turned his head.

He really, really wasn't used to this sword that looked and acted so similar to that person!!

For the first time, Ivan felt that it wasn't a good thing to have too much European blood and a good face.

***

Ivan's zombie face: How am I similar to that stinky old man?

Violet Orchid's innocent face: You look alike, but you do whatever you want …

Ivan: …

(His face was so dark that he couldn't refute it)