[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

"Shua—!" The door to the room was forcefully opened from the inside.

"Have you come out?" The swordsmen who were drinking tea, chatting, playing, and working in the corridor stopped their movements in unison, and looked towards the room with anticipation.But they only heard a slight sound, and after a "swish", the door that entered the room was gently closed again from the outside.

The quick and close connection between the opening and closing of the door not only reflects the proficiency and agility of Dao in making this movement, but also shows that he does not intend to let Dao look into the house at all.

"..." It seems that the inquisitor wanted to stay in the room for a while longer, right?

After thinking about it, everyone obediently turned their eyes away, and turned their eyes to Qing Jiang who was opening and closing the door quickly.

So, they saw Qing Jiang, who was dressed in inexplicably more gorgeous clothes, walking quickly to the end of the corridor without looking back.

"Hey? Wait...Wow, is it reflecting light?" Urashima wanted to catch up with Qing Jiang to find out some information, but before he could say anything, he was caught by Qing Jiang's shining golden light at the very first moment. The armor and decorations dazzled.

He shook his head with the broom, relying on the adaptability to flashing light that he had cultivated while getting along with his brother Hachisuka in the past, he finally succeeded in recovering his eyesight in a short period of time.

However, when Urashima removed the blinding debuff, the first thing he did was not continue to question Qingjiang.Instead, he secretly compared the degree of brilliance between Ao Jiang and Hachisuka, "Well...win~win~"

And after coming to the conclusion that the elder brother is the brighter, he completely forgot his original intention and swept the floor complacently.

"Tut, tsk. No way~ No way~" Bodo held a leaf in his mouth, shook his head aloofly, and began to take his own actions.

Unlike Urashima, who bears the brunt and quickly digresses, he who also wants to inquire about information chooses a long-distance investigation method-Hakata is like a small golden tail, always falling behind Qing Jiang at a distance of more than ten steps .

However, the more he probed, the more he frowned.

In the end, Bodo rubbed his chin and looked at Qingjiang's back, and muttered in a low voice: "Although the armor does not occupy a large area, if it is pure gold, it will be punished by XXX, and if it is gold-plated, it will be judged by XXX. In addition The gorgeous tailoring and embroidery on the fabric, ah, the pattern may be made of gold thread depending on the texture...Ah!!!"

Bodo, who was thinking about it, seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly opened his mouth wide and screamed, and it took him a long time to close his mouth.However, without waiting for a few seconds, Bodo, who was wringing his fingers, grabbed Yaoken's sleeve beside him and shouted sadly: "Could it be! Did the master change Qingjiang's clothes with the reserve fund that was supposed to be rewarded to me! ?”

"..." Yao Yan, who was silent for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore.He sighed silently, pulled back his sleeves and pressed Bodo's head, and while putting his flat glasses on Bodo's red frame to improve his eyesight, he answered patiently, "Qingjiang is being used by the general. Polarized by unknown means."

"Oh oh oh! So that's it!" The swordsmen who listened carefully all around suddenly realized.

"..." Did you all think that the general changed Qing Jiang's clothes?Even the first phase brother, you...?Yaken helplessly covered his eyes.

Those swordsmen didn't care about Yaoken's weakness, and centered on Yaoken, they started a discussion around him:

"It's amazing, it's polarization!"

"How did the master do it?"

"Great, I want to be polarized too!"

"I want me too!"

"I want me too!"

"I want me too!"

Listening to the broken thoughts of the brothers who seemed to be possessed by the repeater (and the colleagues who pretended to be his brothers—it’s you, Hotaru), Yaken, who was about to be overwhelmed by the knives, struggled Confided the last sentence of today: "This kind of... thing, you have to ask, general... ah...?"

Yaoken was overthrown by the short knives.

Dagger: Plan to pass!Get rid of one of the most threatening opponents first!

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For a while, the discussion on "polarization" in the courtyard was in full swing. However, the central figure who was being discussed by all the knives uncharacteristically did not moles everyone. Instead, he continued to walk quickly as if he had not heard the sound at all.

"Da da da!" Qing Jiang's footsteps were extremely rapid, until he came to the end of the corridor - the place farthest away from the room, he slowed down, supported the wall and slowly slumped down, and sat on the ground.

It was like facing the wall and thinking about it.

——No matter from which angle you look at it, the back view is very bleak.

As a sword that has not been polarized by the Government of Time, Candlestick Che is very calm.He walked up to Qingjiang's side with the compassion of caring for his "non-mainstream hairstyle" companions, and gently patted the inexplicably lonely Wakizashi's shoulder.

"...!" Qing Jiang trembled suddenly when he was shocked by the sudden touch of the candlestick.However, probably because he knew that his reaction was too violent, he quickly calmed down after discovering the identity and kindness of the person behind him.Although he didn't look back, he did say "sorry" in a low voice.

There are no jokes or dirty jokes! ?

After receiving the apology, Candlestick cut was surprised, with an uncool expression on his face. "Ahem." He looked around, and seeing that he hadn't noticed his mistake just now, he adjusted his face as if he was tidying up his hair.

Then, Candlestick Che picked up the tray like a perfect host, and handed Qing Jiang a glass of freshly squeezed tomato juice, "It must be hard work to be able to become polarized without going out to practice in such a short period of time. Please drink this Raise your spirits. Besides, if you change your hairstyle or something, you will get used to it... probably." Candlestick, with a guilty tone, touched his bangs, which were far from covering his right eye, so comforting From Qingjiang.

"Ah, it's not too much..." Qing Jiang leaned his head against the wall, turned his face slightly, and wanted to politely decline the drink offered by Candlestick.However, when he turned his head, his vision was deeply attracted by the red color of tomato juice.

Redness, wrists, lips, blood, brain, face, sweat, panting...

All kinds of pictures flashed across Qing Jiang's brain, causing his pupils to constrict suddenly.

"————!" Qing Jiang screamed silently.

Even if he pressed his head against the cold wall again immediately, the heat on his face still couldn't go away.The bright red dyed Qing Jiang's body almost instantly, and finally even his fingertips showed a faint pink.

"Huh?" Is this anger or shyness?Is tomato juice such a horrible thing?On the surface, Candlestick Cut still had a calm business smile, but his heart was actually full of question marks.

And Qing Jiang also immediately realized that his performance was too extreme.He secretly pushed the female ghost lady who appeared out of control behind him, ordered her to go back in a low voice, then continued to put his head against the wall weakly, and explained to the candlestick: "I mean... Ha, thank you...but no need."

"...Ah, oh." Candlestick Che took back the tomato juice that was almost spilled, and absent-mindedly returned to the seat by the corridor with the plate in hand.He sat quietly between Tsurumaru and Okuri, but he didn't listen to a single conversation, and kept replaying the various details he had noticed because of his close contact with Ao Jiang just now in his mind——

Qing Jiang's voice is hoarse, and his lips are a little torn...?

"What happened in the hands-on room to cause this?" Candlestick took a sip of his drink in doubt.

"Aw~ Aww~? (Didn't it be [beep——] and then [beep——]?)" Taiko Bell who was staying above Okuri's head cheerfully poked the candlestick with the tip of its tail, and rushed Watching him scream.

"Uh……?"

Tsurumaru, who has already been recognized as the translator of the Dark Fallen Knife, hesitantly stretched out his hand and pressed Taiko Bell's mouth under the attention of the two friends asking, "Although I don't understand, I always feel that Zhenzong is saying something that is not very good. Wonderful thing."

"Ugh! Ugh!"

……

Although the surrounding swordsmen were still full of curiosity about what happened to Qing Jiang, but considering his somewhat aggressive reaction, for the sake of the mental health of their colleagues, the swordsmen who thought they were understanding did not provoke him any more, and squatted down instead. In front of the door.

But Qing Jiang didn't have other swords to divert his attention, and the memories of when he got it came back. He dragged his neckline and took a few breaths before he managed to let the blush on his face recede to his ears.

"Oh, I guess, I really will never be able to become a magic sword..."

"Boom!" Qing Jiang smashed his head against the wall.

Seeing Qingjiang's strange performance, he pretended to look away, and actually whispered to the swords with their ears raised——

"It's the first time I've seen Qingjiang like this..."

"What happened? I'm so curious!"

"Post-polarizing stress disorder?"

"Don't be like this, you don't dare to be polarized when you hear it."

Tortoiseshell: "I'm so envious! I want to experience it even if I'm not polarized!"

Zhenzongs: (→_→)

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After the Qingjiang polarization incident came to an end.Edgar, who had temporarily completed all his plans, played with the sword and the Holy Grail from time to time, and went to the God Trial Forum to experience the daily life of an "ordinary" God Trial.

I will not mention the "short knife driving was investigated by the traffic police in the first phase", "the character of the Zhida group changed drastically, it turned out to be a forum security game", "half of the swords suddenly lay corpses together" are not mentioned for the time being. In short, Edgar spent Two and a half days passed.

Then, on the night of the third day, he had an exceptionally peaceful dream for the first time in nearly ten years.

……

In Edgar's dream, there were no creatures, no objects, no shadows, no sounds, no...pain...

Everything was erased by the thick but not dazzling pure white.Edgar was left alone with his eyes closed, as if he had died, quietly appeared in this deserted, dead, empty, white space with nothing in it, and his chest did not rise or fall.

In the absence of any reference objects around, it is even impossible to tell whether Edgar is lying down, standing, or floating.

"..."

Time passed minute by minute.Edgar already clearly understood the fact that he was in a dream.However, he didn't intend to break the tranquility, instead he enjoyed it silently.

Then, the tranquility was broken by others——

"Woo." From somewhere, there was a short low cry as if a small animal had woken up.

Edgar remained silent: "..."

"Da, da, da." There was the sound of fast pacing like a small trot around him.

Edgar ignored it: "..."

"Ah~ah~ah~~~" Someone sang a hymn directly next to his ear.

Edgar ignored it: "..."

"It's too much! Just take care of me!"

Edgar had no choice but to open his eyes as his cheeks were pinched and pulled vigorously.

Then, Edgar saw a pair of black shiny black leather shoes appearing in the originally empty white dream.Looking up, there are gray plaid suspenders, black suit shorts, black short tuxedo, bow tie, and a very familiar little face.

"..." After having a reference object, Edgar, who was shown as lying on the ground, sat up at a very slow speed with a look of getting up.And as soon as he straightened up, the boy immediately lost the condescending buff, it was just so short.

"Hey, this is the cute little Edgar!" Edgar greeted in his ear, and he silently looked at the immature girl who kept waving lively in front of him, almost leaving a few afterimages. With small hands, the unhappiness of being disturbed sleep is written all over his face.

"Hmph! I'm the one who wants to be unhappy! Don't add the word 'small' to every adjective!" The little boy puffed up his cheeks, and his already round cheeks almost turned into white dough.

Then, the white group who called himself Edgar quickly calmed down, "Forget it, anyway, I was able to appear thanks to Edgar always letting go of his mental state." He said As he spoke, he sat on Edgar's lap and raised two fingers to the sullen Edgar, making a "yeah" gesture.

——"Now let's do an important test! Hey, hey, what is one plus one?" (^-^)