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

"So, you sneaked out from the hospital!" Izumi Mori said in surprise.

"Yeah, you can say that too."

After telling the truth in a daze, Kunihiro Horikawa belatedly realized that although he promised Master Dupont not to lie, he could actually keep silent when Kanesan asked questions—but it was too late now Thinking about the information that Jiansang got out of him, he probably couldn't convince Jiansang that they were just ordinary god judges and fusangshen who passed by here...

As if bottoming out and rebounding, the boy Wakisashi suddenly regained some of his former IQ.He took a deep breath, raised his head abruptly, widened his eyes, stared straight at Da Dao in front of him, hoping that Jiansang could continue to question quickly.Horikawa Kunihiro decided to tell Kanesan exactly what happened in Honmaru, Master Dupont.

As long as he doesn't misunderstand that Mr. Du Peng has a brain problem, or think that he is a bad person who treats Fu Sangshen harshly!Kunihiro Horikawa is fearless!

Unfortunately, Izumi Mori Kanesada did not pursue further.Age and experience limited his imagination, making it impossible for him to quickly concatenate a complete plot for the current situation. He just noticed a few key words: sneaked out, Yamaba didn't know, the master is a very good judge...

——Wait a minute, so did Zhen Guoguang elope with the judge in front of him? !

"Kane-san, you, what do you want to ask?" Facing Izumi Mori Kanesada with a serious face, Horikawa Kunihiro's accumulated courage dissipated quickly, he fiddled with his body timidly, and whispered, "If nothing else, I want to go back and take care of the master."

"Uh... oh okay, let's go back then." Izumi Mamoru was stunned for a while, and agreed to Horikawa's request.

When they came back, they were so distraught that they didn't realize that something was wrong with Ranto Shiro.

It wasn't until Du Peng fell asleep again that Awataguchi's dagger recovered from the strange state.He raised his hands to his eyes, looking back and forth earnestly.His hands are beautiful, with fair skin and round nails, but they are a bit dirty...

Dagger's heart was beating violently, thinking blankly, if the interrogator agreed to his proposal and responded to his teasing just now, would he really kill him?He looked at the shy Wakizashi boy who was following Izumi Mori Kanesada, and clenched his fists... yes, if he was given an excuse, he would definitely pounce on him and cut his soft and fragile neck.

He couldn't help his master, so he chose a human being who was easier to kill to vent his hatred.This is really despicable!Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, he has become the kind of person he hates the most... Luan hurriedly wiped his eyes, stood up with his head down, and hurriedly said, "You, you guys are back? I'm going to wash my hands! "

Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was thinking about sharing information with him, quickly said, "Oh? Then I'll go wash up too."

Kunihiro Horikawa knew what they were going to do, and he didn't intend to stop him. He nodded, walked gently to his master and sat down.

Izumi Mori Kanesada thought that washing his hands was just an excuse, but Ranto Shiro actually came to the river, knelt down and washed his hands and face seriously.

He waited impatiently for the dagger to be washed, and took the time to tell Awataguchi's dagger exactly what Horikawa Kunihiro had said, and by the way, expressed his thoughts: "I think there is definitely something wrong with Kunihiro's Honmaru! His attitude is too suspicious! Look at it, I think that when we capture the king point, they will definitely be the same as us and will not return to Honmaru."

If it was not long ago, Rando Shiro would definitely find this kind of thing too troublesome-if it was an ordinary god judge, protect him for a while, wait until his other Fusangshen find him, they leave, and use the dagger now Mood, it is his limit to show kindness to human judges to this extent.

But now, he obediently followed Izumi Mamoru's words, tried his best to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, and speculated about various possibilities.

"It's possible that the god judge didn't agree with the original Fusangshin. Horikawa-kun was newly forged by him for self-protection?" Thinking of the god judge's reaction after being woken up by him, Dagger shook his head and denied his own thoughts. .

"No, that's not right, the judge didn't have any precautions against Sangshin, and his Honmaru sword Fusangshin must have taken good care of him. And Mr. Horikawa, he is not very skilled, and he is loyal to the Sangshin, but it is the same when dealing with Sangshin There is no vigilance... This is too contradictory. A Fusangshen escapes with his master, but he is not on guard against the Sangshen. If they sneaked out from the dark fallen Honmaru, they shouldn't look like this now ..."

Listening to Luan's long speech, Izumi Mori Kanesada frowned and said, "Unless, their enemy is not Fusangshin."

Ranto Shiro was stunned and shuddered.He said softly: "Mr. Horikawa said that his interrogators are not usually like this. They escaped from the hospital..."

Izumi Mori Kanesada understood what he meant, showed a shocked expression, and said hesitantly: "You mean... are they avoiding persecution by the government of time or other judges? But Kunihiro's master is also a judge." Gods, there are very few human beings who can be god judges, and the government of the time has always been tolerant and preferential to god judges..."

"Hehe..." Ranto Shiro laughed softly, "Probably, but that's compared with our Fusangshen. Izumi Shou, you forget how much you have killed in the hands of the master when you were a sword. Are there any enemies of yours? There are many talented people among them, right?"

Dagger straightened his hair, and smiled as he recalled the young man curled up in Izumi Mori's cloak and coat, his cheeks flushed from sleep.So pitiful, but also so cute, being persecuted by the same kind, like a delicate flower thrown out of the greenhouse, in a hurry, not even having time to go back to Honmaru to get back a more powerful initial knife, only relying on Yizhen's foolish threat Difference.

——Sounds a lot like the ronin of their era, who betrayed their masters and had no companions. In the era of war, all they could rely on was the sword they carried with them.Although this state may be quite tragic for humans, but... the swords that are relied on love it.

He stood up, wiped his face casually, wiped off the excess liquid, looked at Izumi Shou and asked, "What do you think? If our enemies seem to be the same as I guessed, then I want to Fight to protect that god judge before the broken sword! Kansan, you are too right, the sword should be broken on the battlefield, I was forged, so I should fight to protect human beings! Hey~ this kind of It's a lot more fun to die than to jump back into the forge like a wimp."

"Wait... But we are not sure yet, all of this is just our guess." Although Izumi Mori was also happy to see the dagger cheered up, he still felt that he was too impulsive, "Why don't we just ask Okay Kunihiro, tell him about us frankly, and ask him if our guess is right, if yes, it would be really good to be able to fight side by side with Kunihiro before dying and be useful in actual combat!"

"No, no..." Luan quickly waved his hands and refused, wringing his fingers and said coyly, "If you guess wrong, Horikawa-kun will be scared away if you think we are Ankakusangshin, we can't ask him directly, Wait until the king point is reached, okay? Let’s see if they find excuses like yours and refuse to go back to Honmaru..."

"Well, as you like." Izumi Mori Kanesada shrugged, and he didn't want to scare Horikawa Kunihiro away.

After straightening out their thoughts, they returned to the God Judge together, found a seat and sat down to rest. They thought they only had to wait a little longer, but who knew that the God Judge fell asleep for two hours.Kunihiro Horikawa, who was kneeling next to Dupont, was the first to notice that the interrogator had woken up.

"Are you awake? Didn't you say you need to sleep a little longer?" The black-haired Wakizawa had already given up thinking about the script, showing his true self in a broken jar.

Du Peng shook his head, and the black-haired Wakizawa immediately helped him up, and said with concern: "The ground is so hard, you are sleeping very uncomfortable, right? Is there any discomfort on your body, please let me give you a massage. "

Dupont nodded, and Horikawa Kunihiro leaned over happily, squeezed his shoulders, thumped his back and rubbed his legs, tidied up the slightly messy bathrobe for the master, and helped him with his hair, and kindly invited Dupont to go to the river wash your face.When the god judge temporarily left the marching army's stronghold surrounded by Horikawa, Izumi Mori Kanesada had a toothache expression on his face again.

He came to the place where Dupont just took a nap, picked up the crumpled kimono and cape, shook Horikawa Kunihiro's suit and shirt on the ground, and complained to the watching short sword: "Did he forget himself?" Are you still naked?"

Putting his chin on the dagger, he said thoughtfully, "Don't be sad, Izumi Mamoru...I think, Horikawa-kun, he probably forgot about you and your clothes. He looks a bit afraid to look at you. It must be you who forced me to ask you just now. He terrified him!"

Reassured by the random words of Dao Dao, he said decisively: "It makes sense, then you should go to the showdown later!"

When Master Peng, the delicate flower in the greenhouse, finished washing, Fu Sangshen returned to the battlefield with all his thoughts, and picked up the long-delayed combat mission.

Horikawa Kunihiro pretended to have a new sword with no combat power, and paddled with Dupont all the way-with the level he played, it was impossible for him to avoid all the attacks of the enemy.But once he was hit, the injuries that the retrograde army could inflict on him would reveal his survival value.So he had no choice but to make a move.

Fortunately, Izumi Mamoru and Ranto Shiro were not hesitant either.All their energies were spent on the enemies of the retrograde army, one vibration of the sword and one vibration of the short knife, and it was too reluctant to deal with the six-member team of the retrograde army fully equipped with swords, even if they had an absolute advantage in training.

After several encounters, Ranto Shiro was slandered and had to stop to rest.Not long ago, I vowed to protect the god judge and fight the government of the time for him. The wish is very good, but the reality is in front of me. The orange-haired dagger sat in a corner a little far away from everyone without saying a word, feeling lost. Looking at the body in his hand.

Under Izumi Mamoru Kanesada's gaze, Dupont kept his head down, stretched out his hand and tugged Horikawa Kunihiro's sleeve, and pointed him in the direction of the dagger - Horikawa was the same as the opposite sword, with the clothes on his body It was full of wrinkles, and it looked more eye-catching than Ranto Shiro whose stockings had been cut. Even if the person who caused these wrinkles was Dupont himself, he still found it hard to look at them.

Kunihiro Horikawa immediately understood what Du Peng meant, and raised his voice and said, "Chaos, the master wants to help you get it."

"Alas? But it's on the battlefield now, and Lord God Judge probably doesn't have any tools with him..."

The lost dagger suddenly woke up, and subconsciously hid his body behind him, not wanting the god judge to see his blade covered with fine cracks - he immediately found an excuse for his behavior: Originally, facing the god judge The safety of the author, Horikawa-kun, himself and Kanesan is not a problem.But if the main body is handed over to the god judge, it will be hard to say!

"If God Judge is really willing to help, let's heal my doll! Hold the main body, in case you cut your hands, it will be bad." The girl-like boy smiled obediently, and gave the main body to Izumi Mori , jumped in front of Dupont briskly, bent down, put his palms together and begged, "There are wounds on my arms, thighs and face, please help me bandage them, thank you!"

When he first entered the job as a short swordsman, Du Pont once faced this choice: should he heal Fu Sangshen's doll, or restore his body?At that time, he was afraid that Wuhu Tui would tremble and cry during the treatment, and he was impatient to deal with it, so he forcefully snatched the dagger from Tui's hand.

But now, Ranto Shiro is no longer an unfamiliar child—he is Tui's elder brother, Yiqi Yizhen's younger brother, Yaken and Maeda's unmasked family members.Dupont noticed that his tolerance for these fusangshen had really increased a lot.

He nodded.

Ranto Shiro cheered, and sat down in front of Dupont. He took off his stockings, opened his skirt to reveal the navy blue leggings, and said with a lively smile, "Haha, there are tights under the clothes." Pants, have you ever seen God Judge before? Look here, there is a flower!"

Of course Dupont would not follow his messy fingers to see the flowers on his shorts.It's getting close to the evening now, even if the messy hygienic habits are good, these shorts are the underwear he put on after getting up in the morning, and he has worn them for nearly a day, but he hasn't even developed the habit of washing his hands after meals... …

The judge held his breath and stood up quickly.Under Horikawa Kunihiro's puzzled eyes, he said, "Go to the water."

Seeing him follow the Wakizashi boy away without looking back, Dagger stood up helplessly.Horikawa Kunihiro, who was leading the way, didn't hear the sound of his footsteps, so he turned around and waved to him.Before Luan stepped forward, Izumi Shou had already walked up to him, stroked his hair, and asked puzzledly: "Luan, what are you doing, are you trying to test this judge? "

"Yes..." The orange-haired dagger hesitated for a moment, swallowed what he originally wanted to say, "Yes, I was just testing him", changed his words temporarily, and said with an aggrieved face, "I didn't, Ranto Shiro is like this Talking..."