[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

noon.

Hunter Association, above the balcony of the president's office.

Today is also a day full of energy!

Nitro wiped the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead, and fanned the thick pile of exam plans in his hands, and then, with the expression of accusation that the bean-faced man was ready to express, he complained about the 286th issue of the hunter. The preparation for the exam nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good! Everyone will be deeply impressed by the Hunter Association!" Nitro grinned and made a gesture of scissorhands. His age of over a hundred did not affect his still active heart.

"No... Although the impression is deep, it is definitely negative..." Contrary to Netero, the black line of the bean-faced man has almost drowned him.To be honest, facing such an overly energetic chairman, as a secretary, I am very tired.

However, he has no way to stop the chairman's decision, and every time the result proves that even his nonsense will get good results.

Thinking of this, Dou Mian had no choice but to reach out and take the stack of proposals, ready to hand them out.

"...?"

Then, he noticed that Netero's eyes suddenly became sharper!

"What, what? Do you have any new plans? Are you going to skip work again to drink—"

Before he finished speaking, Nitro completely disappeared in front of him, leaving only a few pieces of copy paper that were not caught by him slowly falling to the ground, and then passed through the open balcony door to the noisy wind in the room. The son blew aside.

"...Quietly... blood..." The Dou Mian Man faintly heard the president's voice coming to his ear along the wind, he didn't care about the documents, and immediately walked towards the balcony, followed by the president's angry voice Drink, "Douzi, don't come here!"

"..." The Dou Mian man stopped in his tracks.

"Hehe, grandpa is very much loved." Edgar jumped off the railing with a chuckle and glanced into the house.

Soon, his sight was blocked by Nitro's figure.

"Hohohoho, don't look at me as a bad old man. Anyway, it's been a while, and I'm quite popular." Nitro stopped Edgar from looking back, stroked his somewhat long white beard, I sighed secretly in my heart.

It wasn't until he got close to this young man that he realized that the other party had a strong smell of blood, and it didn't come from others, but from within himself.In other words, this young man perfectly covered up the bleeding wound, and came to his balcony without a sound. If the other party hadn't deliberately made a noise, I don't know how long it would take him to find out.

Netero's hands trembled a little.

However, it is not because of fear, but because of excitement!

The young man in front of him who wants to get something from him is a powerful enemy, and what he has spent his whole life pursuing is not a hearty battle...!

"Although my strength is less than half of what it was in my heyday, please enlighten me!" Nitero put his hands together and put on a stance, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Facing Netero, who was full of fighting spirit and constantly bursting out with thoughts, Edgar felt very gratified-if this is the average value of being a strong creature among the creatures in this world, that would be great~

He licked his lips, and the smile deepened.

Seeing this, Nitro concentrated all his attention, observing the young man's every move, not letting go of any details.

So he saw this man who was seriously injured but not affected in any way raised his hands high!Release type, Realization type, or Trait type?I haven't seen the fluctuation of my thoughts until now, it's really hidden!

Edgar smiled and slowly opened his mouth under Netero's vigilance:

"As a pacifist, I don't fight?"

"...???"

Hearing these words, Nitero froze instantly, and even the facial features on his face were about to fall to the ground in shock.

"Hehe." Edgar laughed at this funny scene.

"Wait, wait, wait! Young man! As a strong man who exudes a provocative atmosphere all over his body, why don't you play your cards according to the routine!?" I thought that I had met the opponent that I might have been looking for in my life, but the opponent No desire to fight at all?

As a result, Nitero, who was deeply wronged at this time, was instead slapped back by Edgar with what he said before: "As a beloved and popular chairman, he actually wants to leave the association and enjoy Die after the battle? That's not good~" The black-haired young man shook his finger, looking like a life mentor to teach the old man in front of him.

"..." Nitero, who was always happy to force others to have nothing to say, felt the pain of the previous victims.

Edgar, who really planned to kill people and absorb psionic power at the beginning, had already made such a plan after learning that this old man was not only the most powerful man in the world, but also the leader of an organization.

After all, Nitro only blocked his gaze from looking at the chubby gentleman (Edgar said: I still want to pinch it), but he couldn't stop him from mentally scanning the surrounding environment.

The result of the scan is: the strength of the members of this self-proclaimed Hunter's Association is severely differentiated, and it is really different.

There are a few who have only half the ability of Nitero, but even more can't beat the Great Holy Grail who can only stay in place and perform illusions to pull people into their own space. The energy provided is even more powerful. You can't do it with a gap between your teeth.

Therefore, when trying to save energy, instead of killing the strong man to absorb thought power, it is better to use the intelligence system of this organization to directly select a huge energy group to have a big meal, and then come a few thousand years later. The ruins, the gods of thousands of years, etc. are quite good.

Edgar, who was thinking like this, told Nitro about his good wishes with a bright smile on his face.

Nitero naturally fell silent, but after a while he suddenly laughed out loud: "Indeed, compared to a bad old man like me who has half of his body buried in the ground and is no longer the strongest, those magical existences are more important." Energy! Yes! I will provide you with information." He readily agreed to Edgar's sincere "request".

"But I have one condition..." Netero, who lowered his hands, restored the image of a frail old man, but his eyes were still full of vigorous life force, and he looked at Edgar with a kind smile on his face, "I hope you can... go and get a hunter's license, young man."

"Oh my, exam? This is really a word I haven't heard for several years."

Regarding this condition, Edgar did not immediately think of it even though he had the ability to read minds. He couldn't help but smiled at the old man, "Grandpa, do you understand? Because I am stronger now, I can also choose Another option...well?"

Knowing the deep meaning behind "another option", Nitero was not affected. He just stroked his smooth beard and said leisurely: "The legends of monsters, beasts, relics, gods, etc. are not commonly used. It takes a long time to sort them out, so boy, why don’t you take the hunter exam during the free time you’re waiting for? It’s fun, and it’s definitely worth the trip.”

"Hmm~ okay." Edgar actually agreed to this condition, and the two guys who were always nonsensical hit it off.

"Then, please go to the 'Put Twist Pot Twist Toys Store' in the Republic of Batokia tomorrow to participate in the first round of assessment?" Nitro, who did not change his face, said such cute words as "Put Twist Pot Twist" in high spirits Vigorously opened a back door for Edgar, eliminating the need for the pre-examination test.

"Okay ~ puff puff puff ~ I remember." Edgar also repeated, and then waved to Nitro, "goodbye, grandpa~"

Saying this, he... walked straight into the president's office.

"Hohohoho." Seeing that Edgar continued to play cards out of routine, not only did he not choose to jump down the stairs in a chic and convenient way like those hunters, but he also went to the house and began to tease the panicked bean-faced man.Nitro didn't step forward to stop him, but instead smiled deeper.

This lad is a good boy.

He came to such a conclusion about this young man who was aggressive and once wanted to kill himself.

The reason is also very simple - if he, the president of the Hunter Association, is killed, then no matter which faction it is, at least on the surface, it will not be able to stand by like it is now, and will definitely send a lot of powerful hunters to hunt him down.Isn't this just piles and piles of ready-made energies coming to the door by themselves?

However, he chose a less disruptive but longer path.

The strength may not be comparable to this young child, but Nitro, who has lived for a hundred years, thinks he is still capable of making such an evaluation based on his life experience:

Although crazy, it can't hide the true tenderness. This is a bloody thug with kindness buried in his heart.

It's just...how on earth can he save his paranoia?

A man who suddenly appeared kept kneading his face, and Mr. Dou Mian, who was no match for that man, burst into tears, and finally chose to lie flat on the spot and gave up struggling completely.

Gradually, he who thought that the seconds seemed like years, but under the superb kneading skills, he actually felt a little comfortable... No no no!No no no!Mr. Dou Mianren noticed his subtle emotional changes, and he felt deeply that he couldn't just let this fall, he immediately looked to the president for help...

And sure enough, instead of being rescued, he got a smiling face watching the show.

Sadness flows like river.

……

Simply, in the end Edgar thought that the smooth dough was not as good as the fluffy animals, so he dropped the bean-meal man and ran downstairs to frighten (wan) scare (nong) other hunters.

The Dou Mian man looked at the cheerful back of the young man and silently wiped his sweat.A second later, he learned from the president that this person was about to take the hunter exam on his recommendation, and helpless, he silently lit a candle for the candidates in his heart.

(candle, candle)

Republic of Bartocia,

At the foot of Ku Kulu Mountain.

Qi Ya beats the enemy, he is ten years old this year, as an extreme child laborer who has been engaged in the family business since he was a child, he is currently in a wonderful rest time after work~

well!Be sure to make good use of this short leisure period and have a good time!He shuttled through the streets and alleys with a small skateboard and started vacation mode.

However... things are completely different from what he imagined...

Qi Ya gritted his teeth and decided to make today his "super unlucky day".

First of all, because of a mission, he clearly got up early on purpose, but he found out that because of the sudden big order, the airship was driven away by his family, and the person in charge had to walk/take a car/take a public airship to reach his destination land.

Although he didn't like this job, but with the spirit of dedication, Qi Ya silently acquiesced and took a taxi to the target's home.

Then, he discovered that the target of the mission was obviously very afraid of death, but he actually planted a bomb in the bedroom in order to prevent being assassinated, what a fool!

What's even more frightening is that he himself almost got hit because of carelessness. Fortunately, he reacted in time in the end. It was just a few scratches, and it was not easy to leave marks after healed quickly. It was a few beatings accompanied by my mother's happy laughter. The beating didn't matter, the laughter was really scary.

Then it was an event that made him completely make up his mind to designate today as a "Super Unlucky Day", also known as a "Day with a Bad Brain".

He ran almost all the dessert shops on the commercial street, and all the desserts he was looking for were sold out.

How small is the probability of this! ?

Have everyone's tastes been changed during the few days when he was on mission?Or is it the recent fashion to buy snacks and carry out sweeping contract system?

Not this one, not this one, and that one, none of them!

And from the store's description, it seems that the same man bought all the candies! ?No matter how old people are, they don't care about their dental health!Even a chocolate candy ball is not spared, is that person a devil!

Qi Ya, who was almost in a frenzy, used his concentration at work to scan the commercial street, and then found a black-haired man with bags of snacks around him in a dessert shop, exuding a sweet and greasy smell of snacks all over his body!

The culprit is you, the rabbit-eyed guy!

Filled with grief and indignation, Qi Ya walked into the dessert shop aggressively.

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The author has something to say: Edgar, the devil with rabbit eyes, who doesn't care about his dental health even at his age, and refuses to let go of even a chocolate candy ball. 23333