[Comprehensive] There seems to be something wrong with the judge

Kiko Sadamune felt a blissful dizziness—of course, it might just be pure dizziness.

Compared with placing the PLAY, he still wants to be completely opened, and the judge holds the props and rubs them hard.It's a pity that the person who can lead the development of the situation was not him from the beginning.It's understandable to fight a knife. With Lord Dupont's strong personality, he definitely doesn't want to be just a tool to satisfy his desires.

The tortoise shell Zhenzong was completely restrained, and there was no possibility of breaking free. With the gradual dissipation of the spiritual power input by the god judge, it was absorbed by the inside of the body, and the spiritual power shackles on his body were gradually increasing.As soon as Dupont finished his request, he naturally shut up.

When Kikko Sadamune was still struggling between listening to the gods carefully and indulging in pleasure, he was shocked to find that Dupont seemed to have explained everything.He stood up, bent down to pick up Kikko Sadamune, put him on the paved floor, and turned to face the nervous Hasebe, obviously ready to start the next task.

Wait... wait a minute!Kiko Sadamune tightly grasped the Omoru in the palm of his hand, squirmed his body, and made a whining sound with his mouth that was also bound, hoping to attract the attention of the master again—although the master can give him so many Omoru , He was really grateful for wasting so many guards on such a non-combat situation, but if I heard correctly, did the master let him learn to control spiritual power?

How can this be?I've never heard of such a thing. Sword Fusangshen absorbs spiritual power instinctively. Who has heard of a sword that can control spiritual power?If the master really asks to do this, at least teach him some secrets, spells, secrets that cannot be passed on, and the ultimate secret. Don't say anything, just tell him that he hopes to learn it before the guard is exhausted... Isn't this too outrageous? !

Since the spiritual restraint of the god judge was also wrapped around his neck, the tortoise shell Zhenzong couldn't think about it for a while.The lack of oxygen made him dizzy like drunk, which blurred the pain on his body, but brought a more intense threat of death...Under the pressure of survival, Kikko Sadamune frowned and focused on feeling the spiritual power in his body .

However, just like it is difficult for human beings to feel the food that is swallowed by themselves, it is also completely impossible to capture the absorbed spiritual power with a knife.He tried his best, but he could only feel how tightly he was tied, how tightly his skin was strangled, the tingling and bloodless numbness were as real as the feeling he had tied himself with ropes.

This made him deeply aware... There was no way to break free, he was being firmly held by his master.This feeling, as he had imagined, was similar to exercising, but it was far better than that.Guijia Zhenzong was addicted to pleasure, and forgot Du Peng's instructions for a while.When the spiritual power slowly dissipated, his consciousness became more and more blurred. In contrast, the guard in his hand emitted a soft white light.

Accompanied by the panting of Kiko Sadamune being covered, Du Peng and Hasebe looked at each other with serious faces.When the brunette Da Dao was in a tense mood, his expression would involuntarily become fierce.However, the judges who are familiar with his temperament will certainly not be afraid of his stern gaze, because... this vibrating knife is as harmless to the owner as the fierce-looking husky.

After several hours of introspection, Hasebe has calmed down.Once he falls in the dark, even if he will not be abandoned, he will still be rejected by his master. The brown-haired Dadao cannot accept this situation.When Dupont's eyes were on him, Dadao surrendered his body obediently.

Dupont noticed that he secretly glanced at the Kikko Sadamune.Apparently, Kakiri Hasebe also understands that although the noise made by Kikko Sadamune sounds like "help", the real meaning is "don't stop".Because the brown-haired Dao has no sympathy in his eyes, but is burning with fighting spirit.

Competing for favor is not allowed in this pill, but the competition for favor defined by Dupont means not maliciously snatching opportunities for other swords, especially silly and sweet swords like Yamabukiri. If it is a healthy competition, it should be encouraged no matter where it is.It is also worthy of praise for Hasebe to maintain this vigorous aggressiveness.

However, Dupont originally thought that Hasebe would prefer a more conventional maintenance method.He thoughtfully asked, "Do you want to try being tied up too?"

Hasebe nodded courageously.Du Peng thought for a while, motioned him to stretch out his hand, and handed him a guard, and said gently: "Take it."

The god judge also added a mantra spirit ingot to the wrist where the brown-haired knife hit.Due to his preparations, Hasebe did not pounce like the tortoiseshell, but firmly maintained a kneeling posture.He looked at his tightly bound hands and the guard in his hands, and was comforted, and his sad heart finally warmed up gradually.

Although it is not as good as the first phase of the palace, but... at least it has won the same treatment as the turtle shell palace...

He consciously came to another bunk, took off his bathrobe, lay down on his side, and watched the movements of the examiner.Today, his old illness relapsed, and he was infected with the aura of the dark fall again. This maintenance must still be very painful.However, this is better, allowing him to imprint everything today in his mind more deeply.

When Kikko Sadamune was approaching the junction of life and death step by step for the first time, Hasebe was ready, and with the spiritual power poured into his body, he let out the first moan that had been planned for a long time.

However, the brown-haired Dao Dao never dreamed that when he earnestly used the methods he learned and researched from various materials on the Internet, as well as the experience gained from observing the personal preferences of the examiners, he tried his best to maintain his sanity and send out the words according to his liking. When all kinds of monosyllabic responses of "no... um... ah...", his former master had already arrived at the villa of the god judge alone.

His arrival was only expected by Horikawa Kunihiro.

After hearing the knock on the door, the valet Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro walked to the door consciously, opened the door for the visitors, and welcomed the young man into the villa with a blank face.

Because the room chosen by Dupont is right above the gate, in the middle of the third floor with a particularly large open-air balcony.Therefore, when the young people stayed at the door for a short time before entering the villa, they inevitably heard the dissonant harmony of Kikko Sadamune and Yaki Hasebe.

But he was busy immersing himself in his own world, thinking about what he would say when he saw his colleague, so the voice floating upstairs was very familiar, and he also had a little guess, but the young man immediately felt that it was impossible.In broad daylight, when the situation is unclear, so... don't think about it, it's probably just some movie or drama.

A few hours earlier, the young man had fled back to the villa.Thinking of the handsome interrogator who scared him away just now, his heart was still beating violently uncontrollably.

Is that poor Hasebe really his first sword, his former valet?If so, is the judge next door the one who bought it on the black market?Except for the rare few who would go to the black market to buy swords and swords, most of them should be quite dangerous people.

When Hasebe was mortgaged in the black market, he really had the idea of ​​torturing him.But to be honest, the god judge didn't expect that the consequences of all this would really appear in front of him.He felt a little regretful at first, and then he felt a strange pleasure that he had never been satisfied before.

He recalled Hasebe's expression at that time, which he had never seen on the face of his serious valet.When he was hugged by another judge, his whole body was stiff, but he didn't dare to resist at all.His eyes turned red, did he want to cry?It seemed that he wanted to say hello to himself, but he dared not say anything because of the interrogator behind him.

If he also showed that bullied doormat expression when facing himself, instead of always being serious and cold, then I probably wouldn't hate him so much.

Some heavy-tasting resources that I had seen before came to my mind one by one, and the young man suddenly had a reasonable guess—Hasebe is not uncommon, why would someone go to the black market to buy a Hasebe?Even if it is a gift for buying a rare knife, there must be some special uses.

God, Hasebe is really pitiful, after being abandoned by himself, he would be reduced to such a field.After briefly sympathizing with the former valet, the young man became angry again. Even if the neighbor next door did such an excessive thing to Hasebe, his other swords still liked him and surrounded him naturally. All kinds of giggling and laughing can be heard all the time, the atmosphere is much better than his Honmaru!

He's really angry... Seeing how happy they were when they came back from the convenience store with their things?So what if it's Fu Sangshen?How is it different from humans?They are all guys who judge people by their appearance and worship money superficially!

The young man hurried back to his room, thinking about what he should do.If he can recognize Hasebe, then...can his other swords also recognize him?Did they recognize him and guess what happened to him?If they were given a chance to get in touch, would Hasebe tell the swords what happened to them?

Damn, how many days will he stay here?The longer the time, the greater the chance of exposure.The young man pounded the bed anxiously, thinking that his swords might resent him for the evil they found themselves doing.Thinking of the rumors about the Dark Falling Knife and the Dark Honmaru, he was very scared.

Games that used to have infinite appeal are not very much wanted to play today.The young man struggled for a while, and finally admitted that he couldn't continue playing.He paced around his room like a trapped animal.

After what seemed like 100 years, it was finally lunch time.After eating the food delivered by Yiqi Yizhen, he tried to take a nap, but failed.After the method of throwing himself into the game to divert his attention and let him forget the troubles of the outside world failed.The young man went downstairs and found that the master swordsmen were still gathered together as in the morning.

Guilty made him take the initiative to talk, and asked: "What's the matter, the supplies still haven't arrived?"

Yiqi Yizhen nodded and replied, "Yes, we have no food for dinner."

The young man ran to the kitchen to check it himself, and found that there was really little food.Even if Fu Sangshen stopped eating from now on and kept all for himself, it would not last for two days.Theoretically, he still thinks what he said in the morning is correct - the government of the time only said that it will deliver food today, and today is not over yet.

But in fact, he felt as if he had been trapped on a deserted island for several years, and he had never seen other human beings except for the annoying and scary god judge next door. He wanted to communicate with the same kind, and wanted to talk to him Now the view of this situation, by the way, I want to eat and drink.Although he doesn't seem to be of the same type as himself, he is of the same race after all.

In order to avoid encountering Hasebe's exposure of what he had done, he declined Yiqi Yizhen and other swords' requests to follow, and came to Dupont's villa by himself.

After Yamabuchi Kunihiro led him into the house, the young man discovered that the fusangshen in Dupont's house were basically active in the living room on the first floor.The few few vibrating short knives seem to be playing with dolls together.Other swords watch TV and play Go in twos and threes, but they all have a common characteristic, that is, they have piles of snacks of all kinds at hand, and they are eating and drinking non-stop.

A fire rose in the mind of the judge.Under normal circumstances, he would not lose his temper with so many people at the same time, but there were many familiar faces among these Fusangshen, which made him feel safe, even if he lost his temper, there would be no danger.So he stopped and stared angrily at these food-wasting swords.

If it is Yiqi Yizhen or Candlestick Qie Guangzhong, or even most Fusangshen, they will notice at this time, ask him to sit down, bring him something to drink or eat, divert his attention, and comfort him Emotions.But Yamabukiri's order of doing things was exactly the opposite of theirs. He said directly: "The master is doing things, you can wait here."

"Doing things? Why don't I know that there is something I can do in this vacation space that can't be disturbed?!" The young man immediately found a channel to vent, and raised his voice angrily, "How can you make me wait here? Say? I am a god judge, and I am looking for your master, what right do you have not to tell him, let me wait here?"

Although it doesn't look like it on the outside, as we all know, Yamabuki Kunihiro has a good temper, and he will not get angry at all because of the interrogator's questioning.But he couldn't allow other people to question his master, so the blond replied honestly and straightforwardly: "Don't compare yourself with my master. Just because you have no business to do, it doesn't mean he is too. My lord is very busy every day. It's been hard—by the way, do you want a glass of water?"