[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

All the tall swordsmen with sad faces surrounded Xiao Karasuma, who was obviously shorter than them by more than a head.Rao Karasuma regarded them all as his lovely children, and couldn't help but wiped his sweat under the huge shadow created by these tall people, and smiled wryly.

"Faced with such sincere care, I really have nothing to do..." He sighed helplessly.

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Two 10 minutes later.

"@#￥%&?"

"@#￥%&."

After Karasuma solemnly explained many times that he was very healthy, and handed over the thin blanket as a shawl to comfort the swords who were about to cry, he finally got a space enough to breathe normally.

However, looking at the figures of the children who were wiping tears or smiling comfortably, Karasuma, who called himself "father", was not relieved that the misunderstanding was solved.

He put aside the corners of his mouth that had been smiling for a long time and almost stiffened, and slowly lowered his eyes.Most of the usually awe-inspiring eyes were covered by slender and thick eyelashes, only a few sparse blurs sneaked out unconsciously from its owner.

If Daojian looked back at Karasuma now, he would definitely think of his expression when he entered the arm wrestling contest by mistake.

It is so ethereal, as if a fairy is looking at all things from above;

But he was so dazed, as if a fairy had been suddenly pulled into a quagmire by someone.

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The lord's follow-up words, after all...

"Changing the shape by taking in nutrients to improve strength and physique is just a drop in the bucket for men with swords who can rely on refining and upgrading to strengthen their own values."But, well, someone told me that "a drop of water makes a river, and a grain of rice makes a basket", maybe it can really come in handy. 』

Edgar lowered his head and gently stroked Karasuma's shiny black hair, explaining his previous words in a chatty manner.

For Karasuma, who claims to be "father" and has a clear size gap with Edgar, Edgar's actions can be described as very poignant.When he lowered his head and raised his hands like this, the small Karasuma, who was not tall at all, was made even smaller and weaker, and the majesty of the elder was completely lost.

But thinking that this is also a way for the judge to show his concern and love for him, Karasuma was silent for a while and didn't pay too much attention to the negative effects of this intimate interaction.While accepting the touch with a smile, he carefully observed Edgar, and asked in a chatty manner: "When I mentioned this, the eyes of the lord were very bright. I think that person must be your important one." Seniors. 』

However, he didn't know it at this time, it was this ordinary question that started the source of his current confusion.

"That person..." Edgar extended the end of the sentence, as if he was lost in memory because of the key words mentioned by others.

Karasuma also let him play with his hair, quietly waiting for the next description.

After a while, Edgar let go of his hand.He stared at Karasuma's black hair that was unrestrained and fluttering with the wind, and the corners of his mouth drooped in a rare way, and he asked back: "You who always call yourself "father", can you tell me——"

"A man who can persevere in showing false love to his adopted son for decades for the sake of the stability of the world, and finally, for the sake of the stability of the country, vows to kill his adopted son, has even a second to really devote himself to In the role of "father"? 』

Facing this question, Karasuma quickly understood that it was a question that would trouble the examiner for a long, long time if it was not properly answered.He opened his mouth cautiously: "...I have only recently obtained a human form, and I have not fully understood the rather complicated emotions of human beings.But as a tool that has witnessed the thousands of years of human history and has been fulfilling the fate of killing and being killed, I do have some experience and understanding. 』

Karasuma stared at Edgar's chest.Even though it was covered by clothes, there were still a few wisps of rust-like bloody smell faintly wafting through. "Kill", "injure" and "father"... Xiao Karasuma, who associated these three words, was silent for a long time, and then gave a reply after thinking over and over again:

"If you think about it, he must be—"

"..."

After hearing this, Edgar put a smile on his cheek again.After pursing his lips and laughing for a while, he sighed, "Heh, heh heh, that's how Karasuma sees it that way.Sure enough, it is the thinking that the sword will have. 』

Edgar had the usual gentle smile on his cheek, but probably because of the intuition unique to the dual identity of sword and father, Karasuma was paying attention to Edgar with all his heart and soul. Finally, I could see a bit of helplessness, loneliness, and loss from his smile.

"..."

Ah, my strong yet gentle master.

You are strong enough to carry your twisted destiny into the future and even smile at it.

But even if you abandon your weakness, drive away your powerlessness, forget your grief, you are still only a human being who has experienced twenty years.Sensibility and rationality are always hidden under your firm body, reflecting each other, interweaving, merging and repelling each other...

This is the birthright of the human race, a trait we swords aspire to and learn from.

You should be happy about it, why do you turn your head sideways to cover your bloody eyes that are burning with entanglement and hatred, but still bright...?

"..."

As the memories gradually deepened, a trace of suspicion and bewilderment gradually appeared in Karasuma's bewildered eyes.

I... No, neither calling myself "Father" nor "I" is appropriate.It should be "I".

——What role do I, as a sword serving the god judge, play in the life of the lord?

Did my words help the growth of the god judges, or hasten the demise of the god judges...?

"Patta." A hand landed on Karasuma's shoulder, interrupting his memory.

Karasuma looked up, and saw Higakiri patted his shoulder with one hand, and kept shaking the other hand in front of him.Noticing that he had regained his senses, he asked, "Why are you in a daze again? Playing stupid is no longer of much use in this Honmaru, huh?"

"...Ah, that's right. I came here to say that the God-inspector is calling us over there to gather." Hikiri added.

"I see, thank you for reminding me." Skipping the pile of "playing stupid? Anika, you are the least qualified to say such a thing!" complaints and conversations in Komamaru's ear, Karasuma smiled stiffly , After nodding, he followed everyone's footsteps to Edgar's place.

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The garden in Honmaru was divided into several areas by several stone-paved paths.

Some are wide and flat, and are often used as places for preparations for battle, large-scale events, and places for gathering and having fun.Some are remote and bright, facing the lush sea of ​​trees, suitable for drinking tea and chatting leisurely while watching the beautiful scenery.

But now Edgar is located in the center of Honmaru, where the swordsmen often come and go, and never stays - a small open space in front of the sliding door of the office of the god judges.

As far as the swords are concerned, due to the extremely limited time that their god judges spend in the main pill, only the minimum cleaning and cleaning in daily requirements have been carried out here.Except for Hasebe who occasionally came in to place documents, Gexian and Yingwan would hold teacups and sigh a few words to the clear and bright pool of water in front of the door, reflecting the reflection of the red bridge, "The flowing water on the small bridge is very elegant." Besides, almost no sword will set foot here.

But to Edgar, this area has a different meaning.

——Here is both the starting point and the ending point.

When he first came to this time and space, he appeared here.

It is also here that I met Fox Nosuke and the first swordsman, Yamabukiri.

In the end, the conversion ceremony that he needs to perform when he returns to his own world will also be completed here.

Therefore, although compared to the number of many swords, this place is a bit too narrow.Edgar still chose to say his final farewell to the swords at this place that can be called the "Land of Destiny".

"In short, this Honmaru has abundant funds, strong combat power, sufficient manpower, and tacit cooperation. Even if there is no god judge, the government of time will be happy to provide spiritual power for you, and it will not cause too much negative impact on daily life. I can go home with peace of mind." Edgar spoke in a cheerful tone that was completely opposite to the extremely serious content of the conversation.

Affected by his cheerful tone, the swordsmen who were watching the god judge seriously relaxed without thinking too much, and automatically regarded the god judge's departure as another small adventure.Hasebe stood up and bowed with his hands on his chest, and said, "Going home...? Is it the same process as the previous journey to save the world? We will be on standby at any time, waiting for the Lord to send us. "

Knowing that the swordsmen misunderstood, Edgar tilted his head in confusion, "Ah, ah, although it is similar to a certain extent, but..."

He paused for a while, and without any further hesitation, he explained the truth straightforwardly: "This time I am going to face an important moment involving life and death. Maybe I will die suddenly the next second I leave."

"The reason why I am standing here is to hope that everyone can prepare for the sudden termination of the contract after receiving the explanation."

Edgar's description was as indifferent as ever.But the swords couldn't nod their heads frantically as usual.

They all froze in place, not knowing what to do.

The God Judge, who has always been so powerful that he is almost like a god, and who is always omnipotent, suddenly... said that he would die...?

Incomprehensible.

incomprehensible.incomprehensible.incomprehensible.incomprehensible.

Already possessing a human body, Yamabukiri seemed to have returned to the purest steel body. His brain could not think, his heart stopped beating, and his blood no longer flowed.

After choosing me, you keep praising me, tempering me, and changing me, and then...abandoning me...?

He was in so much pain that he almost broke from it, but he couldn't even scream out.

The companions beside him were also speechless like him, and for a while, there was no sound in Honmaru.

However, Edgar, the instigator, turned a deaf ear to this.

While listening carefully to the chaotic voices of the swordsmen, he continued his farewell in the silent courtyard.

"Although Honosuke is not here now, please rest assured. I assigned it to apply for and transfer spiritual power. The kind government of time will immediately replenish energy for everyone when my spiritual power stops supplying. Thank you very much.”

"..."

The swords didn't respond, not even breathing.

Only Edgar's voice echoed in the entire courtyard.

Seeing this, Edgar sighed, "It would be an interesting joke if the swords that belonged to me finally died of holding their breath for too long."

He shook his head and explained from another angle: "Although I have arranged a lot of related matters after the contract is broken, it doesn't mean that I have no confidence in my survival rate."

"...!" As soon as Edgar's words fell, the swords raised their drooping heads in unison.Although their movements were as stiff as robots that lacked lubrication, there were several rays of light in their eyes.

"Come back to your senses?" Edgar smiled and continued to explain, "The contract is automatically canceled for the reason of 'one party's death', and it may also be that the world is too closed, which cuts off our connection. .And if it's the latter, I will definitely find a way to meet my lovely swords again."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the swords that cast scorching gazes at him in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed the curse that deeply trapped their souls——

"So wait and hope."

What a cruel word.

Facing the loyal dogs who are eagerly looking forward to their masters to stop, the master continues to embark on the journey he has decided wholeheartedly after locking their necks with a strong chain that cannot be broken even if they spend a lifetime.

In this way, no matter whether the owner is alive or dead, the loyal dog will not be able to break free from this bondage.

However, it is also willing.

……

"Ah, that's right."

Edgar once again broke the dead silence he created, "Seeing how Karasuma didn't convey the message correctly, I'll repeat it again."

"During the time I'm gone, it's better for everyone to eat as much food as possible. After all, if I'm still alive, all I want to see is a vigorous and energetic assistant; on the other hand, if I die If you do, you can just overeat and store up some energy to face the subsequent problem of spiritual power storage."

"Hey?"

"...Yes." After a moment of hesitation, Yamabukiri responded first.Then, the swordsmen also revived and nodded in agreement.

Since the judge mentioned that this departure is a matter of life and death, then this may be the last time they will see him.However, under Edgar's usual understatement, everyone put aside their uneasy hearts for the time being, and waited intently and expectantly for the return of the judge.

So, there was no last lingering farewell, no radiant magic light effects, no grief-stricken parting between life and death, Edgar just waved his hands at his beloved swords, and then quietly disappeared into the world. In this Honmaru where he didn't leave too many traces.

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Familiar darkness, familiar light spots.

[My dear, let's accumulate some magic power! ]

In this transfer space where only Edgar and the Holy Grail are used, the Holy Grail persuaded Edgar again at the last moment: [As long as there is a little more magic power, the time can be changed!Even if it is to move the time of teleportation there forward by one second!After all, if my dear really wants to transform time and space in this state, it will be directly...! ]

[Shh. ]

Edgar pressed his index finger against his own lips, and interrupted the Holy Grail's rare and tough words with a soft hiss.

[You have been with me for so long, so you understand?That’s not acceptable,] Edgar shook his head, while lightly touching the wound on his chest, he said quietly, [After all, only the aftermath of this wound is what I should face, accept, and be with it. Against it. ]

[…] The Grail fell silent.

It floated in the air calmly, without saying a word, just like an ordinary gold cup with delicate and cumbersome carvings, but no other special features, waiting for the moment to be used by humans.

"Thank you, I like you too."

Obviously the Holy Grail didn't say any more syllables, but Edgar replied with frowning eyebrows.

Then, he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the cup, and after rubbing the overly gorgeous lines on it for a while, he used all his magic power without the slightest hesitation.

These magical powers belonged to different systems a long time ago, but after his plundering, persuasion, gifting, and stealing...the forms were transformed and entwined around him for a long time.

——It turns out that energy can also store memory.

While Edgar felt the strange feeling of the magic power being quickly pulled out of his body, he was also forced to recall the scenes of "playing" in various worlds in the past.

He didn't take it for granted.Just admiring the rather interesting faces of those people in the past, while experiencing the feeling of weightlessness, floating in the space-time tunnel.Not only is there no joy, nostalgia, or nervousness about returning to my own time and space, but I almost fall asleep in this free and relaxed atmosphere.

Suddenly, a sharp pain that penetrated the nerves and went straight into the depths of his mind forced Edgar to focus all his senses, "Puff cough!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Enduring the pain, Edgar looked up and saw a familiar face.

Under the reflection of the gorgeous and exquisite crystal chandelier, the blond hair shone bright enough to rival the midday sun, but those blue eyes, like the sky, were not embellished by the light, they were deep, dark, and full of disappointment. A determination to kill.Even though his eyeballs were splashed by the sudden blood, there was no wavering on his face.

According to common sense, this should be a prince-like avenger who is intoxicated with the heart of restoring the country.But when one looks closely at his eyebrows and eyes, one will notice that his eyes always have a warm and soft arc.

"Elvis." Edgar gritted his teeth and called out the name of the person in front of him.

"Yes?" Elvis kept moving his hands, but his mouth immediately responded to him.

"..." Edgar was silent for a long time. He didn't care about the depth of the wound until he saw the other party shift his gaze from his wound to his face. He straightened his back, looked directly at the other party, and opened his mouth again.He said word by word: "I, as expected, are still...you."

Edgar's lips kept moving, trying his best to say that sentence.But under the powerlessness caused by excessive blood loss, he didn't even have the strength to utter the word he wanted to say most in the end.

However, Elvis seemed to understand the meaning of that passage without thinking too much.

"Ah, that's right. That's... something that can't be helped." He replied to Edgar's words without hindrance, and then silently increased the strength in his hands with softer brows and eyes.

"呲-"

The sharp blade that had already pierced Edgar trembled slightly, and while shaking off the blood dripping from the tip of the knife, it easily went one step further and plunged the hilt into Edgar's chest.Afterwards, the strength of the sword remained undiminished, and after forcing Edgar to take a step back, it embedded itself into the back of the chair behind him, pinning him completely on the seat.

"Cough!" Edgar spat out a mouthful of blood again.

The unstoppable blood gushed out like a spring, and then dripped relentlessly on the pure white blanket stained with black and ash, painting it with curled up coquettish flowers.

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Honmaru.

Following the Lord's order, Hasebe, who was sitting in the restaurant and kept forcing himself to eat, suddenly froze.With unbearable pain on his face, he stared in panic at his trembling right hand, which was holding the bamboo chopsticks vigorously, as if what he was holding was actually a red-hot soldering iron.

Having already understood what happened, his brain suddenly went blank, and his eyes went black again and again.Just when he thought he could no longer see or hear anything, he suddenly heard the trembling voice of a certain knife next to him:

"Contract, disappeared...?"

"No, impossible!"

The restaurant suddenly fell into a panic, roaring and shouting endlessly.

Karasuma, who was sitting in the corner, put down the bowls and chopsticks slowly with some dullness.Amidst the noisy shouts, he couldn't help recalling his answer to the interrogator's question again, and unexpectedly felt calm.

Karasuma tidied up his sleeves, and patiently waited for the call of the God Judge who would definitely come someday in the future.

——"Thinking about it, he must have been full of a father's love for his child before he stabbed the sword into your chest. 』

——Normal End——

The author has something to say: the prediction failed, the next chapter must be the ending chapter of happyend.