Edgar took the knives to the practice field.

As soon as he arrived, he saw a female priest in a black suit educating her own dagger.

But this god judge is far less serious than her dress, and she is crying bitterly: "I beg you, father Jinjian, please gather first on the battlefield, please! Come on, let's go to the rehearsal first." Practice on the field, shoot when you see a gun!!!”

——Fox Nosuke explained on the side: It should be a god judge who was tortured to death by the enemy's father and became a little confused.

The white-haired and flying "Imaken Papa" stepping on tall wooden clogs seemed to nod seriously to express his agreement, but actually shouted after a while, "Hurry up and start playing ~ Master!" ~~~" Pulling the sleeve of the god judge and swinging it back and forth acting like a baby, he didn't remember the previous conversation at all.

"Uh-uh-!" The judge covered his face in pain, but his eyes gleamed from between his fingers, "It's really... so cute! Forget it, let me do what you want! "

A man with a tall sword who claimed to be a little fox noticed the eyes of the people around him, and instead of urging the judges or intimidating the onlookers, he gently persuaded: "Please start our dance on the battlefield first." Bar?"

His voice was as silky as silk, and the interrogator was obviously shocked by the whispering in his ear, covered his ears and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay! Listen to you!"

This time and space is really full of people who are obsessed with beauty.Edgar sighed like this, and looked at this little tengu a few more times because he could fly like his own.

So Foxnosuke and Touken, who had been watching him all the time, regarded it as a fight to watch a few practice fields first, to get familiar with people's operation steps and combat dynamics.

There was no intention of explaining, so Edgar and his party stood on the sidelines and watched.

……

Watching the battle.

This god judge is indeed good at arranging troops in the rear. The formations he chooses and the command he conducts are aimed at the enemy's weak points, and his side quickly defeats the opponent with a crushing momentum.

Looking at these powerful swords, Akita, who is also a short sword, worried about his own strength: "Whether I have been living at home, can I have enough strength to dedicate victory to my master?"

Although Maeda and Wuhutui didn't speak, they both looked at their own bodies with worried eyes and then looked at Edgar.

Of course, Edgar readily accepted the psychological consultation initiated by the pet. He rubbed the wrinkled faces of the short knives and turned their little heads towards the direction of the field one by one.

I saw that the victorious judge was crying with joy, holding his little dagger, and yelling, Dad, you did it. Her opponent also walked up to them to shake hands, and at the same time praised how powerful the polarization dagger was.

"You guys have so much room for improvement. After specialization, there is still a step of polarization. What is there to worry about?"

The eyes of the short knives flickered, with expectations for the future, but deep down there was still a trace of unconfidence in themselves.

Edgar squeezed their little heads together and patted their cheeks. The red-faced short knives came back to their senses, and the god judge smiled brightly at them: "You just have to trust and believe in you!" Just me. With me here, I can make you be called dad every day when you go out."

Contrary to the line of the god judges, the swords were attracted by the beauty of their masters, and after a while of shyness, they responded:

"Then, that, there is no need, I just want to win...!"

"Ah, yes, I deeply trust the master. This, thinking about it this way, I'm still a little excited!"

"...If you can become stronger, you can protect the master!"

Their words were different, but in fact they all revealed that they were eager to try, and their moods changed instantly.

Yiqi Yizhen looked at his younger brother with gratified eyes, and once again thanked his master for his powerful words.

"If it is to protect the lord, they will definitely work hard." He promised Edgar in this way.

Being said to protect or something, Edgar's inner feelings are very complicated.After all, from the interstellar wanted criminal that everyone shouted to beat at the beginning to the world rule later, it seems that no one has said "protection" to him.

Ah, there was one time, before Elvis got stabbed.

……

Thinking of these things was really unpleasant, Edgar shook his head, improved his mood, smiled and said to the knives in front of him: "Then, when you become stronger, I will give you protection."

Seeing the gloomy face of the judge after mentioning "protection", he felt a little uneasy and annoyed for a while. He was worried whether the Lord would recall any unpleasant memories.

However, Edgar's subsequent words swept away the haze in front of him, and he happily responded to the master with everyone: "Yes! Please leave it to us!"

The whole team was immediately full of fighting spirit. Edgar took advantage of this opportunity to carry out a drill, and the opponent he chose was the female god-inspector in the black suit—and also the highest-ranked one among the five candidates given.

"...!?" Although he did trust the judge and had confidence in victory, but he beat the most powerful one from the beginning? ? ?The swordsmen were amazed by the master's bold choice.

"I like to be the first to taste the strawberries on the cake, okay? Delicious things should be grabbed first~" Edgar licked his lips, looking very expectant.He smiled and narrowed his eyes at the knives, "Isn't it a good time to experience the strength of 'Short Knife Daddy'? I don't think you are inferior."

"...Since the master has said so, it is natural to offer you victory."

Before admission.

Seeing that his own god-inspector didn't seem to be standing in a safe place to command, but was about to lead them into the arena together, the swordsmen who had just sworn in immediately panicked and stopped him in a hurry.

"Master, leave the rehearsal to us, please wait there for us to win the battle!"

Edgar bent his mouth and shook his head, "That's after you get stronger? I can't bear to hurt you who are still so weak." It's a place where gods and swordsmen compete, so I can also play?"

Everyone is obviously not reconciled to being said so by the master. No matter how you think about it, the master should be protected by the sword, right?But since all the knives in the pill can't beat the master together, they can only pin their hopes on Fox's help.

Faced with so many knives staring at him, Honosuke was a little overwhelmed, but seeing that the God Judge trusted him so much, he sorted out his thoughts and carried out his own work.

"Although most of the god judges belong to the type who command from the back of the battlefield, there are indeed some god judges who are strong in force and are willing to go into battle on their own. Allowed."

"Hmmm~ Be good, be good, thank you for your advice." Edgar hugged Foxonosuke and rubbed him. He liked obedient and furry things the most.

So the swordsmen, who had no excuses to stop them, had no choice but to face the condemning eyes of their opponents, and led their own master who was bleeding from the chest and seemed to be seriously injured, but in fact he could fight against a hundred masters.

Because I am too weak, the master is worried, so I have to play in person... I am not reconciled!Your overprotection is not advisable!

But in fact, Edgar's thoughts were not as exaggerated as they thought. He just wanted to check the average combat index nearby, and returned the field to them after one game.

However, the misunderstanding of the swordsmen was not solved in time, but was quickly attracted all attention by another incident.

——Edgar was recognized by the interrogator on the opposite side!

It's not a complicated relationship like a traveler in his own time and space, but a... er, a spiritual examiner who is willing to browse the forum.Before the start of the battle, she was still sitting on the safety seat and rushed to the arena excitedly, shouting: "My God! You are the little brother in the roadside scenery post!"

"...?"

Edgar, like all the swordsmen on the field, was puzzled and tilted his head.

But the judge didn't mean to explain. He just circled around Edgar and looked at him carefully: "You are handsome, but you don't have a style in everything you wear. I'm envious."

Since the other party was not hostile, the knives did not launch an attack, but their performances were different.

For example, San Riyue put down the knife directly, smiled and said with a look of seeing through everything: "Hahaha, the Lord has stolen my limelight, I am really envious, a little... jealous." As for who is jealous? Who he did not say clearly.

Another example is Yamabukiri, who has been holding the knife very vigilantly, watching all the actions of the opposite side to prevent sneak attacks.

But looking at the opposing swords who are covering their faces, turning their backs, and snickering, they don't look like they are ready to fight.

Kohomaru, the captain of the opposing team, looked over at them.Although he is tall and has scarlet vertical pupils, he looks wild from the outside, but in fact he is very polite - he looks much more reasonable than Grandpa Sanriyue, who belongs to the Santiao faction of his family.

After the two sides looked at each other, Xiaohumaru immediately walked over apologetically: "I'm very sorry, but it's clearly a training ground but there is no intention to start a war. But please don't blame my master, she just... likes beautiful people and people too much." That's all."

"Uh, yes, I can see it." Kokomaru deliberately walked into the enemy line alone to explain, and it was inconvenient for Yamabugiri to keep armed, so he could only reply stiffly.

After all, that god judge is now crossing his hands and clenching his fists in front of his chest, drooling at his master with a look of uncontrollable joy.It doesn't look hostile at all...

"Hey—" Both the enemy and us sighed in unison.

Originally, I was excitedly preparing for the battle, but now I only feel that the most important duty is to prevent my own god judge from being eaten tofu/following the enemy.

Jin Jian: "Can you still have fun!"

The author has something to say: Although Edgar likes to flirt with others, he is still an innocent single dog so far...

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Shy Xiu threw a mine

Thank you dear mine!I'm busy but I'm full of energy!

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