[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Facing Natsume's extremely dedicated reply, Edgar's smile became brighter and brighter.

He happily extended his right hand to this frail young man, motioning for him to hold it and come to his side.And Natsume didn't hesitate at all, and resolutely squeezed Edgar back amidst Madara's loud shouts and dissuasion.With a little effort, Edgar pulled him from Madara's side to himself.

The two are now on a cliff that seems likely to collapse at any moment.Edgar wrapped his arms around Natsume's waist, allowing him to have a support point to stand on, and pinched his chin with the other hand, forcing him to look down.

——It is so tall that the town seems to be a delicate model toy.

If it is to watch the fireworks, then this place is naturally an exquisite beauty.

But if you are forced to stand at the front where pebbles are constantly sliding down, and your cheeks are constantly scraped by the violent wind, then even if you don’t have symptoms of fear of heights, all these delicate things will become terrifying. And the distorted picture, no matter how strong the heart is, will tremble suddenly.

Natsume is naturally the same.Although he has powerful spiritual power, his own physique is not outstanding.

When he was forced to look down with his chin pinched, he also saw the result of the killing that Madara deliberately prevented him from seeing - as if paint was splashed, the blood of monsters of various colors covered the entire ground.In addition, there were Edgar's occasional pushes behind him, and the slipping of stones under his feet...Under this situation, not only his cheeks, but also Natsume's lips became bloodless.

"If you choose to sacrifice yourself, then it will be even scarier than now?" Edgar, who was standing beside Natsume, deliberately leaned into his ear, whispering.

"It's okay." Natsume's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was tension and fear of the unknown in his eyes, but he had no regrets.

"Many people have said that my spiritual power is very powerful, so please use my power to replace everyone, and it doesn't matter if you take it all away."

This kind of sincere and noble speech made Edgar feel a little bored, and he hoped to see some more lovely performances.So, he specially reminded: "I remember you said that you have very few friends, and most of them are monsters. If you just donate your spiritual power like this, you will never see your friends again? No. Are your friends responsible?"

"I know," Natsume's voice was trembling, "if I never see them again, I will definitely be very sad, and even hate that I don't have spiritual power. But, at least now, even if I never see them again My friends, I also hope that this action can prevent Mr. Edgar from continuing."

"Hmm~ so," Edgar rubbed his chin, and repeated, "even if I never see my friend again?"

"Even if I never see my friends again."

"Even if it is possible to become shriveled like the little monster over there, and finally die?"

"Even as shriveled and dying as they are."

"Well, then, I started?"

"...ah, yes."

Following the conversation that seemed to be an oath, Natsume's spiritual power began to flow like flowing water.He had never felt the existence of this power in his body more clearly than at this moment, but after a while, as the power dissipated, his body became weak and his consciousness gradually blurred.

At this time, Edgar, who was very kind to support Natsume's body, suddenly asked with a smile: "Hey, Natsume. Have you considered that I will continue to absorb your spiritual power after completely sucking it up?" What about the possibility of the power of the youkai?"

"...?"

Hearing this sentence, Natsume's brain, which is becoming more and more dull now, has no time to react.But the Madara on the side had completely exploded, and it roared angrily: "You bastard...! Are you lying to Natsume!!!"

As the "cat teacher" who cared for Natsume's growth, he saw that his student had made an absolutely correct choice in a broad sense, and he couldn't persuade the other party to give up, so he had to stop and watch the other party's ending, applaud him, and hold in his heart Secretly sad.

But as the arrogant and free-spirited big monster "Madara", when he sees his favorite humans being deceived in this way, he will never let go of such evil deeds!Even if it is drained of demon power in the next second, falls into a coma, or is even brainwashed to become that man's subordinate, it still has to participate, and before that, it will turn this guy into a meat sauce!

Madara's giant claws struck Edgar with a wind pressure as sharp as a knife in an instant.If there is no special means to defend against such a close-range angry blow, no matter how many Fusangshen come, the existence under the claws will be torn to pieces in an instant!

--Um?Was it blinded by anger?If I can't dodge this blow, I'm not sure if I'll die, but Natsume, whose body is very fragile, will definitely not be able to hold on.

Thinking about it this way, Edgar felt a little optimistic: the teacher who loved the student killed him with his own hands?He still likes this kind of plot that is quite like a third-rate soap opera.So, not only did Edgar not choose to dodge, he didn't even bother to move.

In this way, under the horrified eyes of the swordsmen who couldn't arrive in time, who wished to move and kill Madara in an instant, accompanied by the change of magic power caused by the Holy Grail's imminent use of teleportation, the giant claws had already arrived in front of Edgar.Then... Natsume opened his eyes.

With almost no physical strength, he was extremely weak, but he still persuaded Madara, "It's okay, Mr. Kitty... I believe, Mr. Edgar..."

"... Natsume." Madara's huge eyes, which were close at hand, revealed complicated emotions.

But its claws just stayed in the air, and didn't advance any further.

Only a small amount of wind pressure cut a bright bloodstain on Edgar's handsome face after he turned his head slightly to the side.Edgar stuck out his tongue and licked the blood that flowed to his mouth, but smiled even more happily.

Natsume, who was half-embraced by Edgar, took a deep breath in his watching eyes, and after accumulating a little strength for himself, he panted and expressed his inner thoughts: "E, Mr. Degas... He won't, do that, because he is a, gentle person..."

Even at this time, Edgar still did not stop absorbing Natsume's spiritual power.However, Natsume, who was so victimized that he could no longer speak fluently, still insisted on his beliefs. Even Edgar couldn't help being curious, and carefully looked into his heart.

——[Because it is Mr. Edgar, so he will not go back on what he promised. ]

——[Humans and monsters will get along friendly one day, if only the loss of spiritual power and vitality can be exchanged for the wonderful possibility that everyone will no longer be lonely and sad, then...it doesn't matter. ]

——[As a high school student with little experience, I am not qualified to judge whether Mr. Edgar who is going to save his own world is right or wrong... But, I don’t want Mr. Edgar to destroy the world for the sake of a world. another world. ]

——[He is such a gentle person, if he really did this, he will definitely regret it in the future. ]

Natsume really trusted Edgar, and had almost reached the point of blindness.This made Edgar, who never thought he was gentle, almost wondered whether he had ever secretly hypnotized and brainwashed Natsume, but he just forgot about it.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Xue is the same, Kariya is the same, and Nitro is the same... In every time and space, there will always be a bunch of guys who have such strange perceptions of him...

Why...?Edgar, who is quite self-aware, is very puzzled, but even with a mental scan, he can't get an answer at all.

He simply let this point go, and continued to admire Natsume instead.

This young man is willing to sacrifice himself for this world that has never treated him kindly, even when he is very likely to die.

This is a choice that requires the other person to have pure, kind, courageous, love and other beautiful thoughts to make. Without one, one cannot really take this step.

Edgar couldn't help sighing softly: "It's because of people like you that I always regret that I am not a soul-eating demon."

As he spoke, he stroked Xia Mu's eyes.It was a pair of amber gemstones with firm consciousness, shining brightly under the light of the soul, "It's a pity that I couldn't keep it well when facing your beauty." After all, there will be no love after death. Such a brilliance.

And Natsume closed his eyes reflexively due to external force amidst this weird praise.His thin eyelids obscured the brilliance, but it did not conceal the charm hidden deep in his soul.

Edgar praised again: This is a really gentle and good boy who is completely different from his hypocrisy.But the next moment, he mercilessly began to absorb energy.

Almost instantly, with no time to react at all, Natsume fell into a heavy coma just like those monsters.

The right hand that he was holding with Edgar lost all strength and hung down feebly. After shaking slightly in the air, it came to a stillness.Upon closer inspection, his fingertips had lost their color and were as pale as a sheet of white paper, making one wonder if he could even breathe...

"Natsume--!!!"

Madara roared angrily, staring at Edgar's figure without blinking.Seeing Edgar's goosebumps smiling all over his face, he couldn't help asking: "Natsume trusts you so much, and is this how you treat your beloved soul!"

In this regard, Edgar put one arm around the collapsed Natsume, spread the other hand out, and said with a smile: "There is no way, facing such a delicious strawberry cake, it is really difficult to resist the temptation. And I happen to Always the type to eat the strawberry first."

He has no regrets, and Madara's demonic power has skyrocketed following his words. It seems that as long as there is a little stimulation, it will completely disregard the agreement with Natsume and launch a desperate blow.

Seeing this, Edgar patted the messy and tangled white hair on its chest, and comforted him: "Don't worry, little cat. Although I took Natsume's spiritual power, I didn't move at all. Life force?"

As he spoke, he turned to rub Natsume's hair, then pinched his cheek, and pressed a few times on his soft lips, "Look, although his complexion is pale, his hair is soft and his skin is firm, just Even the lips can slowly return to rosy, and the whole body shows no signs of drying up." Its attitude is as if it is treating a favorite doll.

In the end, Edgar asked Akari Madara as if asking for praise: "This child just couldn't bear the large-scale force to leave for a while and fell into a deep coma. How? I am just like Natsume said, I am a very kind and good person." ?”

"What are you kidding! What are you kidding! What are you kidding!!!" With a roar, Madara's paws slapped heavily on the cliff, "Humans are not wine bottles. After emptying the contents, Natsume has a huge You may not be able to wake up at all! What kind of kindness is this, don't tarnish this word!"

Edgar took a few steps back happily with Sleeping Beauty in his arms, and then saw that the mountain he had just evacuated couldn't bear the heavy beating, and quickly slid towards the foot of the mountain, and finally covered part of the lying on the ground. Monsters on the ground.

He immediately raised his left hand, put it across his eyebrows, and commented, "Wow, did you hurt the friendly army?"

Such a contented attitude made Madara explode in anger!

The author has something to say: Edgar is completely immersed in the role of the villain who makes things happen 233333

I can't stand it anymore, teacher cat, come on!

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