[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

After learning that the sword was Akashi-National Bank, because the government of the time had already input the general information of the swords of the present world before turning into a human form, the swords of Edgar's family thought:

The government of the time does not deceive me, Akashi is really lazy;

Lord God Judge is so gentle, even agreed to such unreasonable conditions;

Wait for Hasebe to come and make him look good;

The tea is delicious;

and many more.

"My lord, how about adding Akashi to our team and let Hou accompany you to Wanwu?"

Candlestick cut puts forward Edgar's initial vision.

Hearing these words, Hou turned to his left to look at his elder brother who was gently caressing him, and to his right to look at the interrogator who was looking at him with a smile in the distance, and fell into a dilemma.It seems that it will follow in the footsteps of Yizheng in the previous issue and become a mosquito-repellent incense eye.

Hou: This is probably the feeling of "the tragic Shura field between my girlfriend and my childhood sweetheart"?

——Wait a minute, what are you looking at when you are a sword? ? ?

……

"Okay, don't embarrass Hou, because of Akashi's strong desire to be lazy, let him go with me." Edgar waved his hands and made a decision.

Hearing this, he let out a sigh of relief first, then looked at the interrogator with some disappointment, then at his first-stage brother, and stood still.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly in the first phase: Why does it feel like he lost to the master somewhere...?

The god judge said so, and the other knives were too embarrassed to ask their masters repeatedly, so they had to mix envy, jealousy and hatred in their fierce eyes and stab Akashi, trying to teach him by killing knives with their eyes.

The knife at Edgar's waist shook slightly twice, but did not respond.

……

Ever since he found out that his own spiritual examiner can perceive his own mental activities, and Akashi, who doesn't need to open his mouth, has become more and more lazy.

When there is something to say to the master, it shakes twice, and when there is nothing to do, it is like an ordinary knife that has not yet given birth to Fusangshen, and it does not move when it falls on the ground.

What Akashi, who was trembling this time, wanted to say was:

"Hehe, you guys don't know anything about power. Now I'm the highest level here and easy to cut? Who knows who will teach me a lesson! It's just that I don't want to talk about it."

The swordsmen who couldn't hear what he said, of course, didn't reply, they just circled around the judge to grab the master's attention.

On the contrary, Edgar, listening to the chattering of the knives, pressed the handle of the knife twice with a smile.

……

The swordsmen who came out of the battle were equipped with swords, Fox Nosuke stood on the tallest candlestick and cut the shoulders to see the whole situation, Edgar, the god judge, hung Akashi on his waist-National Bank held the small teleportation ball...

Everything seems to be in place.

At this time, Honosuke suddenly remembered an important thing, which was forgotten time and time again because the judges themselves were too calm.

It quickly jumped from the shoulder of the candlestick cut to the shoulder of the judge, and wrapped its tail around Edgar's neck as a sign of obstruction.

... So at first glance, the God-inspector with Fox's help around his neck is a bit like Naruto, and it's even more like a mask with white hair dyed.

——Edgar was puzzled for a second by the kind and friendly eyes he cast.

"I don't know if the cloth around the chest of the God Judge can stop the blood? It will be troublesome if the swords and swords on Wanwu Street misunderstand."

Foxnosuke tapped his chest with the tip of his tail.

The words of the fox in his ears and the slight itch in his chest brought Edgar back to his senses, and he explained:

"Thank you for your suggestion. It's a pity that once you touch the blood gushing out from me, it will be stained with a mark. No matter how many layers of cloth are used to cover it, it will definitely be exposed on the outermost layer."

Edgar spread his hands, expressing that he was also very helpless: "This is a curse that prevents me from healing the wound and marks me."

Maybe it's to mark yourself, and prepare to kill yourself and put the body on display?

……

Edgar was lost in thought on this subject.

"That guy" who deliberately created this wound is obviously very aware of his abilities——

He can speed up the healing speed of the flesh, then wrap the wound with energy, so that the flesh and blood can't touch and join together, so it can't heal.

He can expel toxic substances and only absorb healthy and safe blood, then let his wounds continue to be soaked with different toxins, tired of decomposing.

He can manipulate the blood and hide himself by hiding the injured place without any bloody smell, so let the dead things around him leave an indelible mark as long as they are stained with his blood!

——It can be said that the "old bastard" who made the sword that killed me, or ordered the sword to be made, attacked in a way that restrained me.

He obviously didn't care much about me for decades, but he didn't expect that at the last moment, he was so aware of my ability, thinking that he was putting all his heart on his "dear".

... No, it must be because I am very similar to "that person".Maybe that sword was forged to kill "that person", and it was the one that succeeded in killing "that person" in the end.

I'm just an incidental, that's how it was from the beginning.

……

But "that person"...!Keep saying that you are the closest to me!Never mentioned to me that the "old bastard" had such a sword until his death...!

ahh-

Honmaru, which was surrounded by mental power, shook a few times, and various containers fell down with a crackling sound, cracked, and fragmented traces were splashed out.

But soon, it calmed down again.

"Wow, will there be an earthquake in Honmaru too!"

"Fufu, as expected of a traditional Japanese event."

"Are you okay! Master/General?"

"...No, I'm fine."

Edgar wiped his face hard, paused for a while and said: "Thanks to Fox's reminder, although this mark cannot be erased, it made me think about something~"

He rubbed his face to the fox, "Thank you so much!"

"Oh, no matter where, it would be the best if you can help the adults!" Honosuke said, his tail kept sweeping around Edgar's neck excitedly.

"Hehe, it's so itchy."

I hate it so much~

……

"Then, that's the current arrangement. The mess caused by the earthquake will be cleaned up when everyone comes back... Sanriyue, what can I add?" Edgar noticed that the "grandfather" was staring at him with squinted eyes. asked.

"It's nothing, but the Lord must remember to pamper us, and don't be seduced by the prosperity of the outside world (swords and swords on the street)."

"As long as there are 'people' who love me at home, I will never leave."

Edgar seemed to remember something, his eyes flashed with confusion, but he woke up after a while, the trance was like a hallucination.

He rubbed the heads of Dao and Fox in turn, and said to them with a smile: "Then, I'm leaving."

After speaking, Edgar (at their strong request) was watched by the swordsmen and left Honmaru first.

……

"Okay! Let's send troops!"

Under the recommendation of Foxnosuke, who was the captain, he shook his shoulders and made a preparatory move: "Let me tell you first, even if I am only a short knife, I will not lose in close combat! For the general's praise, I will never be waterproof! "

"Each each other."

"Hmph, whatever you want, I will fight alone."

"Hey, I want to grab the reputation alone. Does it mean being praised by one person? It really shouldn't be underestimated."

"..."

"Not to refute? True or false!?"

……

Wanwu has a lot of god judges and their attendants, so it should be possible to infer the comprehensive combat power of most ordinary god judges under the contract of the government of time.

In addition, in the commercial market, you can also learn about the surrounding technological development and living standards through commodities.

However, Edgar's going out plan this time is not all for gathering intelligence.He didn't lie to the swords, and shopping was one of his goals.

Such as clothing, weapons and other equipment items, although because of the energy, Edgar's wounds would burst open and bleed from time to time, and the marks could not be avoided after changing clothes, but after all, his appearance was abrupt, and he did not bring any equipment. You can't just change your clothes all the time.

……

It can be said that before going out, he had thought about it more comprehensively.

As for the blood-stained clothes that Foxnosuke reminded him of?

That area was bright red to the naked eye as Edgar had absorbed as much blood as he could from the shirt.Thanks to the extravagance of the suit, it looked like a white lining with a fixed ring of red lace.

Basically, except for the sword that is often exposed to blood on the battlefield, its actual situation can be seen from the angle of splashing, etc., and most humans will not see any problems.

——Besides, what if the swords saw it?

Edgar therefore went out without heeding it.

......... Unexpectedly, it caused a big sensation.

……

As soon as Edgar was teleported to Wanwu, before he had time to feel the lively atmosphere of the Japanese-style streets, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. No, it should be said that everyone around him whispered, as if they were discussing something.

For a moment, Edgar, who thought he was really unlucky and encountered an enemy attack, quickly scanned the surrounding situation and found that everything was safe, and even this street was arranged with a kind of street called Fox Nosuke. It would take him a few minutes to shatter the spiritual power shield of the barrier, which shows that safety should be guaranteed.

He had no choice but to listen carefully to people's whispers, and it turned out that the topics of the people around him were all discussing a new treasured sword issued by the Government of Time.

Edgar, who thought it was just that, paused for a moment, and suddenly found that the judges were discussing with green light in their eyes, looking at him drooling.

"..." Ladies, can you be a little more reserved?

Only then did he realize that the people on the side of the road regarded him as a new knife, and suddenly started talking about it.

Edgar, who used to be treated as a scourge when he went out, felt a little bit of interest because few people dared to look directly at his face.

This is the first time he has been scrutinized on his face by someone other than his family and friends... No, those people will not be like these little girls, as if they are licking him with mental power looked at him like a face.

And they didn't actually take any action, it was just because they were dragged by the servants one after another.

……

A man dressed gorgeously and carrying a dagger appeared alone in the streets of Manya.

The slim dress coat was worn on him obediently, people's eyes followed his back, wide shoulders and narrow waist, moved down step by step, and was drawn back by the swallowtail fluttering in the wind behind him, and returned to the buttoned place. The tight slender waist is firmly attracted.

I thought he should be an abstinent noble son, but as he turned around, the bright red color on the front of his shirt was so eye-catching, and his temperament seemed to become more attractive.

But when you meet his eyes, you don't feel that much anymore. His smile is gentle and polite. Everyone who looks at him will receive a nod of greeting. Anyone who looks at him will think that this is a kind and noble young man .

Naturally, people will not pay attention to his blood-colored eyes with deep-set eyes under his well-groomed black hair, and the supercilious arrogance revealed in them.

Just looking at him, I felt that this man walked out of the Champs-Elysées on the cobbled road of Wanwu. This is a person who can change the environment by relying on his own aura, and he knows without thinking that he must be a person with an extraordinary identity. figure.

However, none of this can shake his charisma that makes moths fly to the flame.

……

"...So! Don't blame me for treating him as a sword man!" A god judge who was asked to hold a review meeting by his servants said tearfully after returning to Honmaru.

"The writing style is barely okay." Ge Xian first praised, "It seems that you are aware of his danger anyway."

After seeing the judge's eyes flicker and the corners of his mouth curled up, he said blankly, "Continue copying the poetry collection three times."

"(p′︵‵.)"

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The author has something to say:

After all, I was drawn to be the protagonist from another original article of my own. Edgar's background setting is quite complicated, and the whole writing has changed from relaxed to cruel...

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