Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

Sakura, my sister group, and others can't enforce the law across the world, right?

Shirou couldn't believe it, they could really look like some sea-blue steel—ahem, it's still not milky.

The most terrifying tainted milk in the world comes from the director of the Huaxia Military Strategy and Deception Bureau. The second most terrifying is the civilian grade. Shirou thinks he can still compete for the third place.

If my own milk goes down, Ilya and the others really can't bear the loneliness and pass through Alaya and come here, then no matter which parallel world Gudazi is his daughter in, he will die.

The heart that was suddenly raised fell to the ground again, and Shirou felt that a certain flag had been removed wittily by himself.

Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations.Removing the death flag is a great blessing in life.

"Grandpa really likes to ask Gudazi questions, the heart of gossip is really burning." Musashi raised his eyebrows, as if he had found something interesting.

"Tch—" Shirou shook his hand impatiently, "I wanted to give you a knife, but now it's gone."

"Hafnium?" Musashi was startled immediately.

Knife, gone?

I was thinking of getting a knife, but I got one no matter what!

Musashi's hands were shaking.

Shirou laughed happily. Although the sword originally forged for Musashi did not exist, but for Musashi who is eager for a good sword, hearing this sentence is sure to fry the pot.Shirou had anticipated her reaction.

Tell you to talk too much.

Gudazi saw it, and looked at Shirou pitifully: "Grandpa, don't be like this."

Although I always felt that there was something wrong with Gudazi calling me like that, Shirou still softened his heart.

Anyway, this is also my lovely daughter, look at this beautiful hair, look at that orange-red hair color, and those clear orange-yellow eyes, all of which prove that this is Shirou's daughter—even though she is from a parallel world Own.

And that person doesn't know how old he is, probably ten years earlier than his date of birth.

But anyway, it was his daughter.

"Well—don't call me Grandpa." Shirou looked away.

"What's that called?"

"Call... um..." Shirou struggled for a while, "Old man."

This title was also what he used to call Kiritsugu in the past.

In this way, you can enjoy the treatment of the old man without any trace, and you can not be discovered by Gu Dazi!

Isn't it beautiful?

"It feels like calling me Dad, and he likes being called that by me." Gu Dazi said with some nostalgia.

Sure enough, this is about to be discovered?

Shirou sighed, did he really want to be discovered?

But you can't just open your mouth and say:

Son, am I your father?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It feels kind to shout like this." Gudazi said softly.

Shirou looked into Gudazi's eyes, and the sadness revealed even directly flowed into Shirou's heart.

"Then, let's call it that way." Shirou stroked Gudazi's cheek.

"The old man's expression is really gentle." Musashi beside him sighed.

"Don't call me old man." Shirou rolled his eyes at Musashi, "I don't know you well, do you?"

"Uh——" Musashi realized now that he had become a wild light bulb.

Just say why those two warriors hid outside to practice swords!They have already discovered this fact!

Musashi clenched his fist with his right hand and knocked on his own: "Ahahaha, then I'll be disrespectful first."

"Okay." Shirou patted Gudazi's head.

Quite interesting.

At least not like those two guys started out, being light bulbs for a stupid week.

And most importantly, at least know how to pass the test with cuteness.

Outside the door, a gorgeous voice came:

"Hey, you two, practice swords with me, and go up together."

"Yes!"

Gu Dazi glanced at the door, and said with some reluctance: "Let Musashi-chan come in. Those two samurai can't beat Musashi-chan."

"I can't even stop a slender girl's sword. I'm not mocking them. They should kill themselves. Even if they can't fight, they can still practice swordsmanship. There are two of them."

After Shirou finished speaking irresponsibly, he walked into the forging room.

Gu Dazi felt that there was a lot of truth in these words, so he quickly followed.

"Speaking of which, the old man seems to have added a suffix to Sanada-san's sword at the time, is it called Muramasa?"