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

"Can... can you touch my head again?"

If you ignore the temptation to take a bath with the tiger, this is probably the first time Wuhutui has made a request to the new interrogator.Under the expectant eyes of the little short knife, Du Peng really stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers gently penetrated into his short, fluffy and curly hair, helped him cut his hair, and then, like treating some small animal, he took the trouble to touch the top of his head again and again Caressed.

Little Dagger narrowed his eyes contentedly.Being timid by nature, he didn't continue to think about what to do after falling into darkness.Unexpectedly, Dupont not only fully satisfied his wish of "touching the head", but also praised him when touching the head, saying: "Very well done, return the sauce."

This was the first time the Lord God Judge called his name, and Wu Hutui opened his eyes wide in surprise.

When the new judge spoke to him, he was always very brief, and he hadn't even called his full name "Five Tigers Tui".Tuijiang, it's really an intimate name... I didn't expect to hear it from the mouth of this god-inspector.

Knife suddenly realized that this might be a deeper compliment than that "well done".

Du Peng noticed the gaze of the little dagger, and a smile filled his eyes again.He pulled out the dagger stuck in the corpse.This single ward is the same as the morning's hands-on room, with plenty of sunlight. The new inquisitor took out a handkerchief, gently wiped off the blood on the dagger, and held up the dagger with his back to the sun just like in the morning, constantly changing angles to appreciate the sharpness. Dazzling white blade.

The longer he spent admiring the knife, the more shy the boy in his arms became. The original appearance of being able to ascend to heaven and become a Buddha without any regrets gradually disappeared without a trace, and he finally couldn't help but asked as slightly as a gnat: "Lord, master, what are you looking at?"

Dupont looked down at him and said with a smile, "I appreciate my dagger."

Little Dagger blushed.As a sword, it is a matter of joy and pride that the ontology can be loved by the god judges.However, he was only happy for a few seconds, then slowly closed his smile, and asked softly: "Master, if you kill your former master... Will I, will I grow bone spurs and become a monster? I don't want to become a monster." Monster...Master...please remove my knife before I become a monster."

Du Peng put the dagger back into its scabbard, and reprimanded: "Children, don't talk nonsense."

Although he doesn't like to talk about big things, the dagger in front of him is still a child in terms of appearance and psychology.Dupont believes that as his master and his current judge, he should take on the role of education and guidance, and care for the mental health education of minors.

So, the god judge put a hand on the top of the small dagger, and reluctantly began his own guidance and educational speech.

"Tui Jiang, the sword was born to kill the enemy. You chose to kill this man with your own hands today. I think you are right. On the contrary, you overcame your timidity and cut off The fear in your heart comforted the dead brother, I think you did the right thing."

"If one day, you are blinded by hatred, you can't see the kindness of others, forget how gentle and kind you are, choose to vent your anger on innocent people, and vent your grievances by hurting those who want to help. Then for me Say, you really turned into a monster."

After the serious sermon, the new judge intends to adjust the awkward atmosphere and cultivate the self-confidence of the little dagger through appropriate affirmations.

He said, "In my hometown, only weapons that have drank blood can be called sharpened. Swordsmiths want to forge famous swords, and sometimes sacrifice themselves. So you see, today is actually a very rare opportunity , make you more tenacious and sharper—drink the swordsmith's painstaking effort, and at the same time take the life of the enemy happily, so as to sharpen your own blade."

Dupont helped the five tigers back to stand upright, hung the short knife back on the little boy, thought for a while, and added: "Of course, if the rules of this world are like this--the sword is called Fusangshen to kill the judge. Dark Fall, that's okay - because I have my own rules, you are my dagger, you should follow my rules."

With the blood and life of the swordsmith as the edge of the sword forged, the hometown of the new god judge, what a cruel world it must be? !

Even though Dupont's tone was always very gentle when he spoke, Wu Hutui still felt a chill.He grabbed Dupont's cuff in horror, and stammered with tears in his eyes, "This, how can this work? Master... You will forge knives in Honmaru from now on, absolutely, absolutely not sharpen your sword like this!"

Hey, having said so much, isn't the point of the little dagger wrong?But because it was out of sincere concern, the new judge blinked his eyes, nodded in good humor and agreed, "I use the blood of the enemy."

After killing the former god judge, until now, Wuhu Tui finally calmed down a little bit.He was emotional just now and didn't pay attention to his surroundings at all. Only then did he realize that within a few minutes of their conversation, the room that was still sunny just now darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a gloomy atmosphere around him. .

Wu Hutui sensed that something was wrong, quickly grasped the main body and scanned the surroundings. When his eyes fell on the corpse of the former god judge, he was keenly aware that there seemed to be some living thing hidden on the corpse.The little dagger looked intently, and saw a huge monster slowly getting rid of the shackles of the human body, and came out like a bug that had broken its cocoon.

At the beginning, it still had the appearance of the dead human, but as it got out of the corpse, the monster quickly transformed into inhuman insect wings and weird claws, and the only face that still retained the human appearance was also covered by a piece of paper. A gradually formed bony mask covers it.

But this monster seemed to be his hallucination, it only existed in his sight for a second and then disappeared.He can feel it there, but can no longer see it.The little dagger was so frightened that he froze all over, and muttered stutteringly: "Then... what is that? Is it a ghost?"

Compared with the little dagger who was almost unstoppable by the fright of the monster, the examiner who could see it all the time was much calmer.This short sword belongs to him, relying on his aura to maintain a human appearance, it is normal to be able to see things that ordinary swords cannot see.When he consumes the impurities remaining in his body——by killing that man's spirit, he should be able to gain more of his own abilities.

To Dupont's surprise, the little short knife, who was obviously very afraid of ghosts, did not hide behind him or lean into his arms.Holding his trembling knees with difficulty, he pulled out his own body.Holding a knife in both hands, the little boy tremblingly stood in front of the new judge, and whispered in a crying voice: "Master, master, run, run... This, this seems... There is, there is a ghost... "

He was so scared that he almost couldn't stand still...

Dupont felt that since he met the little dagger, the number of times he wanted to laugh has really increased a lot.He touched the head of a small dagger again, walked around the little protector, stretched out his hands and made several gestures.A beam of light shot out from the palm of the new God Inspector, restraining the monster that was about to pounce.The tied monster lost its balance and turned towards Dupont. The new judge stretched out his hand again. The monster and the corpse behind it disappeared without a trace following Dupont's gesture.

After all this was done, the light in the room returned to normal, and the new inquisitor finally got the materials he wanted and finished his day's work.He patted the little short knife on the head with ease - now he has done this action very smoothly - to comfort the little short knife who was scared and cried again, although he realized that the danger was over, he still couldn't recover.

"Okay, let's go back." The judge said, "Change your clothes and take you out for fast food."

Before stepping into the passage of time and space, Dupont suddenly caught a glimpse of the clogs on his feet, and then realized a problem... Should he wear this uniform with straw sandals?