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

OMG, this is just horrible.

Candlestick cut Guangzhong quietly glanced around.The other Fusangshen obviously haven't realized what's wrong with the current situation.Why are they not surprised?The inscription was agreed upon, but the god judges first maintained the cutting Hasebe... Well, maybe they regarded it as part of the reward.

But in fact, judging from the performance of the brown-haired knife, the god judge actually used spiritual power to forcibly open the empathy channel between the Hasebe figure and the entity in front of the inscription!Of course, no one present here knows what it is like than Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada. When the soft cloth surface of the powder stick lightly touches the blade, and the rice paper soaked in dingzi oil rubs the blade, that kind of feeling can almost drive Fusangshen crazy. Feel……

Wait, now is not the time to seriously recall those!The point is—the things he has experienced, in terms of intensity, are only soft or moderate.Now, their lord intends to engrave inscriptions one by one on the stems of the swords that are rarely touched by people in this state—the part that has not been subjected to high temperature and tempering, and is much softer than the blade...

What kind of enmity is this, and can you still watch the scene in a while?Candlestick Qie Guangzhong couldn't help but want to cover his eyes before everything started.

He looked at the five tigers around him who were full of envy and longing, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: My lord, why did you let the underage daggers come to this rally and witness such a scene?You really don't feel out of place?Also, what would you think if you found out about the first issue? ——Well, although no matter what he thinks, it can't change anything.

Just as Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada had expected, in the eyes of Minister Yasuke Hase heaving a sigh of relief and suddenly relaxing, thinking that everything had come to an end, Du Peng put down the props in his hand.Then, he picked up the brush prepared in advance from the table, dipped it in the prepared paint, and wrote down the eight Chinese characters "Wei Jing Wei Yi, Yun Zhi Jue Zhong" on the blank space on the stem of Hasebe's knife.

When the soft pen tip landed on the knife stem, Hasebe immediately trembled again.But he didn't care about his strange feeling for a while, but focused on what the brush wrote on the stem of his knife.Then, well... Even he, who is relatively better at paperwork, couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He raised his head quickly, hoping to get an explanation from the examiner.

Du Peng looked at him, and saw the other sword Fusangshen who were also at a loss. He felt that their silly and curious eyes were very cute, and couldn't help smiling at this group of fusangshen who were not well educated.This time, he didn't try to whet everyone's appetites, and he deliberately waited until someone couldn't help asking questions, but first patiently explained to the dazed swordsmen in the room.

"I checked the information and got a rough idea of ​​the inscriptions on your bodies. According to the information I searched, in addition to the knife maker's name, engraving time, annotation, cutting inscription, etc., some congratulations can also be engraved on the knife stem .”

The mind examiner puts the brush on the pen holder and expresses his thoughts.

He said: "I am neither the swordsmith who made you, nor the nobleman with the family crest. The name 'Dupon' is just the job code of the god-inspector. And, maybe you can't understand, but even in this world The real name in Li actually doesn’t mean anything to me.”

"It's too perfunctory to just engrave my name. Besides, I'm not a celebrity. Even if I engrave the name that means the most to me, in this world, who knows who I am?"

When this good-looking human being said this, there was a rare trace of melancholy in his brows and eyes.He stretched out his index finger and gently touched the chisels of different sizes on the table one by one, and the melancholy disappeared quickly.

The judge said with a relaxed eyebrow: "So, after thinking about it, I decided to send these two words of congratulations to Zhang Gubu. Only the essence is the only one, and it means that people's hearts are always weird and fickle. The road ahead is also obscure and difficult to find. At this time, all we can do is to stick to the one, don't follow the trend, and stick to the righteous way."

Speaking of which, the young god judge exudes a dazzling holiness, like the incarnation of justice, a lonely warrior, a lonely hero who still sticks to his faith even if he is misunderstood by the whole world.Fu Sangshen in the room was stupefied for a moment, completely forgetting all kinds of behaviors of this god judge in his daily life, and they were not as glorious and stalwart as he said now.

They all held their breath and stared blankly at him, filled with emotion and reverence.Even Horikawa Kunihiro was not spared for a while.

Because all the fusangshen were called away by Du Peng, the boring Fujiwara Sawei sneaked over to find someone bored, and happened to poke in from outside the door and saw this classic scene.With sympathy and understanding, he glanced at the fusangshen who had been radiated by the human halo and had obviously become sluggish, puffed up his face and shook his head: Well, a new group of victims.

Dupont's eyes swept across the door, and Sawei Fujiwara quickly retracted his head, deciding not to join in today's excitement.Only when he faced his opponents on the chessboard, would he show his courage and fearlessness as a strong man-and when Du Peng was playing chess, he was never embarrassed to ask him to make a pass.

So in the same way, the real strong dare to face their shortcomings calmly.Zuo Wei felt so cowardly that he had no psychological burden, and he fled away quickly with small steps that were completely inconsistent with his temperament.

Scared away the souls who came to join in the fun, the judge couldn't help but smile.He thought about it for a while, and finally chose a chisel knife, picked it up to try the feel, and satisfactorily pressed it against the stem of the knife that cut the long valley.Then, he lifted the small hammer with the other hand, and started the seal cutting of the inscription according to the handwriting he had written before.

His eyes gently swept across Hasebe, who was beside him, without asking him whether he liked and accepted the gift.

—He has no reason not to like it.

If the dark fall of Hasebe was caused by the shaking of the mind, if there were any memories that hurt and destroyed his spiritual world...then, it is up to him to build a new, stronger and broader one in his soul. The new world is ready.DuPont is very familiar with this kind of construction project.

First, he had to make sure Hasebe was impressed.

Most Fusangshen have inscriptions on their bodies.But apart from Zong Sanzuo's characters, Du Peng couldn't think of any Fu Sangshen who would care about what was engraved on the stem of the knife and talk about it.Moreover, it seems that only the figure in Zongsan Zuo's writing has a butterfly tattoo on his chest, corresponding to the inscription on the main body.

Dupont felt that since he had decided to do it himself and engrave the inscription on the pressed and cut Hasebu, there was no reason to make this matter light, like a calligraphy gift from the boss to his subordinates.Subordinates only need to hang it on the wall of the living room, and use it to brag to guests how much they are favored by their superiors.So how? ——Since we have to do it, we should pursue the best effect.

He wanted to imprint this sentence deeply in the depths of Yabu's soul, as well as the position where his chest was next to his heart.

As the small hammer struck the chisel, the first crisp sound was made, and the brown-haired chisel, who had been absent-minded, suddenly trembled violently, and his originally tall and straight figure hunched into a ball in an instant.

Dupont stopped what he was doing, turned his head and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Hasebe, who was curled up in a ball, didn't answer this question right away. He gritted his teeth and resisted the first wave of pain before he said, "...I'm fine, Lord, please continue."

Dupont shook his head and said jokingly, "Hasebe, I don't care about you."

Under Da Dao's surprised, bewildered and embarrassed eyes, Dupont patiently explained to him: "Look, this is your punishment. When I asked a question, I just wanted to hear you admit that you are in pain. "

"If I don't want you to be in pain, I won't ask you, I'll just stop - you just acted so obviously, I can't see it. If I miss you in pain, and you answer me honestly, you won't affect what I do."

"You shouldn't avoid the important things and ignore the minor ones out of self-righteous thoughtfulness when communicating." The judge seemed to be teaching an ignorant child. In order to prevent him from getting confused, he taught him the correct way by hand, "Look, If you must show your loyalty, say it like this - 'I'm hurting, but I can bear it'."

When the judge spoke the last line gently and magnetically in his usual calm tone, for some reason, every fusangshen present felt a tingling sensation in the scalp.

The only exception was Hasebe, who was pressed and cut, and he was completely stunned.

The brown-haired Dao thinks that in order to take care of his face, the judge deliberately lowered his voice.Even from the beginning, his current master only mentions what he has done that is worthy of praise, and does not publish his mistakes.He made a very serious mistake. If the other three Fusangshen, who loved him wholeheartedly, found out, they might despise him in their hearts.

But he will make mistakes, and this is not to blame Horikawa Kunihiro-when Wakizawa mentioned Yiqi Yijin and short swords, Hasebe immediately thought of his past.

At that time, he had a sense of the absurdity of time and space disorder.Looking at the first stage of the dark fall, and listening to the daggers that Horikawa Kunihiro said were suffering, he seemed to have returned to the moment of the previous choice.How ridiculous, he actually once again fell on Awataguchi's Taidao and his younger brothers, short swords.

For a brief moment, the option of giving way did appear in his mind—since he has chosen to stick to the bottom line and disobey his will, then when the second test comes, if he chooses to give in and change just because he has suffered, It is even more despicable and ridiculous than the bottomless allegiance from the beginning.

But then, he remembered the tenderness given to him by the judge behind him—yes, his final choice was not because this human being was his current master.He chose to stand in front of him and fight for him, and was willing to give up his life for him only because of those tenderness and the helping hand he extended to him.

If Dupont hadn't noticed his thoughts and pointed out his wavering, he might have continued to be immersed in self-satisfaction, unable to realize that he had ever had such thoughts at all.His former master was right, he was never as loyal as he thought he was - when Yakiri Hasebe saw this again, it felt like being slapped in the face in public.

Hasebe trembled slightly and apologized: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...please continue...please punish me more severely, I must seriously reflect..."

——Even if the final punishment is to smash me into pieces, it doesn't matter, but please don't abandon me.Da Dao raised his head, the despair and pleading in his eyes were intertwined, thick as a shadow that could not be melted away.

"En." Du Peng agreed to the request calmly.The Five Tigers and Yamabuchi Kunihiro didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with this kind of dialogue.They stared intently at the master and servant in front of them, their eyes sparkling with emotion.

But Kunihiro Horikawa's eyes widened, his eyes wandered around the venue, and finally he met Mitsutada Candlestick Kiri.Like two magnets snapping together, both former partners felt a sense of relief at having found someone who could understand each other.Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada even blinked deeply - look, this is the painting style of this Honmaru and this god judge.Well now my friend, here you are, finally someone who can understand my pain.