God judge, her career is paramount

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"Oh oh oh oh-"

Outside the lounge, the staff of Chaldea cried out in shock as they watched the scene on the monitor.Although everyone is a social animal who observes the world and saves the world, this is the first time I have seen such a bloody scene of decapitation.

"Hey hey hey he's still moving!"

"Even if you're a magician, you deserve to be beheaded!?"

Da Vinci left cold sweat on his forehead: "So there was a reason for the burning at the stake in the Middle Ages."

The rest room has become the scene of the ice room murder and dismemberment case. The solid ice formed by Tong Mo's blood ghost technique covers the walls, and black and red blood is sprayed everywhere, not to mention the pieces of arm and thigh internal organs. The staff in front of the surveillance were about to vomit.

Another elegant woman in the room is well adapted to all this. The thigh-length white robe is covered with red plum-like blood spots. She stands barefoot in the pool of blood, and the fluttering ice tendrils are chopped into pieces by her several times. The fragments, the ice mist that had harmed the God-inspector, were also blown away by the magic power released by the woman, and did not touch her in the slightest.

The woman looked at Tong Mo's head that was rolling on the ground and continued to laugh happily, and stroked the blade of the Taidao with a little disappointment: "Oh... my lovely child, your legend of curing ghosts seems to be of no use to him."

Mustache Kirito: ...

He began to think seriously about the possibility that the God-inspector would still maintain this personality after being taken back... Well, he doesn't care, but his younger brother Maru might be scared to cry, right?

As if she was afraid of thinking too much about her own knife, the woman held the blade in her left hand and placed it on her chest. Comforting: "But it's okay, my lovely child. Even if you are useless, mother will always love you."

Mustakiri: ...It's so big, and... If she regains her senses, she will definitely be killed by a broken knife, right?

"Do you think of the sword as your own child? Hahaha, how interesting!"

Tong Mo, who had only one head left intact, looked at the woman with longing in his eyes: "This makes me want to know your secret more and more. Are you a god? Or a spirit? The summoning rituals in this world don't seem to be very reliable. , actually added a lot of things that don't belong to you."

Tong Mo smiled and said: "Well~ I really like it, you are much cuter than that indifferent child before."

"Increase...?" The woman's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal, walking towards Tong Mo's head with a lazy smile.

As the woman approached, red clouds gradually appeared on Tong Mo's face, and he shyly said: "Oh... Girls, please pay attention, you've seen them all... Of course, I don't mind."

The test subject's white robe only reached her thighs, and the scenery under the robe could be unobstructed with the woman's movements.

The woman smiled indifferently, bent down and grabbed Tong Mo's blood-splattered hair, picked him up, and said slightly distressed: "So how should this kind of ghost be cured? It even sucked 'my blood'. 'Blood, so that it has grown to the state it is today, it is really a mosquito-like pest."

Tong Moba blinked his two glass-like eyes, and smiled without haze: "Your blood has been fused into my body, I ~ and ~ you ~, merged into one body, and survive forever."

Hidekiri sincerely suggested in the knife: Burn it.

The woman suddenly realized: "Oh... Huqie is really a good boy of my mother, I have found a good way to help my mother!"

Tong Mo asked curiously, "What method are you talking about? Can that knife also talk?"

The woman didn't answer, she put the sword across her face, and her slightly thin red lips pressed a kiss on the bright knife: "Thank you, my lovely child."

The skin is all practiced, not to mention the old Ping An old knife with a thick skin like the corner of the city wall. Based on the concept of lying down and enjoying it if you can't resist, Mustaki said in the knife: "You are welcome. Is there any reward?"

The woman said affectionately: "Of course, I will reward you with the supreme honor of being held by your mother to kill evil spirits."

Hikekiri: ...Huh? ? ?

Hissing a string of lightning exploded, and when the soreness from being used last time had not dissipated, Hidekiri once again felt the pain and joy of overcharging.

The sword in the woman's hand was entwined with thick purple lightning, and the strong light reflected the lounge in white, purple and black. Everyone outside saw the progress of the matter on the surveillance, and they were even more anxious to break open the door of the lounge to prevent the treasure from being released in Chaldea. internal release.

Tong Mo could still laugh at this time: "Oh, I can't kill me if I use electricity,"

With the release of the magic power, the woman was re-equipped with spirit clothes. She said pitifully, "Indeed, if I were summoned as a Caster, I could directly burn you to death. It's a pity that I am a Berserker now, and I don't have the ability to cast spells."

As she said that, the woman raised her sword and said with a smile, "But... this is enough. I will make you turn into dust under the thunder and lightning like a real bug."

"It's another treasure! How can she have so much magic power?!"

"It's too late!" Outside the lounge, the three-stroke command spell on the back of Fujimaru Tatsuka's right hand disappeared, "Mashu!"

"Yes! Senior!"

The two treasures, one mile and one farther away, cast spells at the same time. This time, the anti-magic and anti-seismic facilities in the summoning room were missing. The impact shook the Chaldea ground, and the vibration produced was almost no less than an explosion.

The door of the rest room was also shaken by the impact of magic power. Matthew pushed open the steel door with a shield, and Da Vinci and others filed in.

In the lounge covered with broken ice and gravel, a woman in a white robe fell unconscious in the dark brown ashes, and Tong Mo...

"Gone?"

"He was killed by a treasure, right?"

"I'm afraid he's not dead!" Someone in the observation room pointed to the data record on the screen and shouted: "Just before the release of the treasure, about one thousandth of a second, there was an abnormal space-time fluctuation in the lounge!"

Da Vinci clicked his tongue: "He escaped."

"Let's put Ms. Rie in place first." The large cross shield in Matthew's hand disappeared. She bent down and easily picked up an adult woman who was a head taller than herself.

"Mr. Tong Mo is gone, Ms. Lie can live with me first... eh?" Matthew was stunned suddenly.

Fujimaru Tachika: "What's wrong?"

Matthew said in a daze: "Is it my illusion? The magical reaction on Miss Lie seems to have disappeared."

……

"It's... interesting."

In the dark room, the candlelight shone into a pair of glass-colored eyes, and in the palm of Tong Mo's fingernails, a mass of flesh and blood was being slowly melted into his body.

"It turns out that only the soul is special." With a body alone, her flesh and blood are no different from ordinary women. Once the soul returns, she becomes a supreme delicacy that can make him tremble with just a drop of blood.

"But I still don't understand why she is the only one who is so delicious? Is it because she is an angel? Or...she is a god?"

"Ah...it's a pity, the Rie-chan I finally found...the eternal life I promised her didn't come true."

Tong Mo picked up the mirror in his arms and looked at his own face in the light.

This face has gone through hundreds of years, and it has always retained the appearance of his prime at the age of 20. The colorful pupils are as dazzling as glass, but unfortunately there is no emotion in them.

Skillfully pulling out the expression of compassion, and the melancholy and happiness that ordinary people would have, he tried to make the expression of indifference, disdain, and sarcasm that the girl in his memory showed under his suppression, as well as the woman he saw just now. The love and compassion shown by his knife... Finally, he smiled helplessly: "Soul..."

In the mirror, the expression on Tong Mo's face gradually faded and turned blank, and he murmured, "Do I have a soul?"

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door outside the dark room and said: "My lord, you have a visitor, and you are already waiting outside."

Tong Momiao put on a gentle smile: "Well, I'll go as soon as I put on my hat."

Putting on the crown and hat, just about to open the door, Tong Mo reacted slowly: "...Visitor?" Not a believer?

It stands to reason that no non-believer can directly visit him in the church, and even if he finds it here, his believers and attendants will not let him in.

Tong Mo was thoughtful, and soon opened the door with a compassionate smile and went out.

Remnants of the Ghost Slayer Squad?Although unlikely, it's not impossible, and before Onimai Tsuji dies, they can always pop up from places you don't expect.

It is more likely to be a wealthy businessman or government official. This kind of human being is always reluctant, and after he shows a "miracle" or two, he will give a lot of money to the church, even his own children.

Tong Mo walked up to the Golden Lotus Terrace slowly, and there stood a very ordinary-looking woman, wearing a knee-length suit skirt that is necessary for office workers in this era. The two big characters "community animal" are written on the face with exhaustion.

This surprised him, Tong Mo thought to himself, and said with a smile: "Hi, poor boy, what's the matter..."

"Hello." The woman interrupted him, and said in a rigid tone: "I am the guide of the Reception Department of the Government of Time, Morishima. Your world will disintegrate in the near future, and you will leave The action of the world line trajectory is the accident that led to this result. Since you have spiritual power, now, you can choose to follow me back to the government of time, become a god judge against historical revisionists, or you can choose to fight with the world Destroy together."

"..." Tong Mo slowly opened his eyes wide. As far as he knows, no one in this world can use "spiritual ability" like him, and his understanding of this ability is still at the level of mythology or science fiction. .

He froze for two seconds, and finally smiled slowly: "Well, okay. Ms. Morishima, can you explain it carefully? For example... the Government of Time or something like that."

……

The government of the time.

The god judge heard a voice in his ear in a haze:

"It's... the soul of God Examiner No. 4. The fluctuation deviation... is within 5%... slightly higher, acceptable."

"...Soul-body compatibility is 32%, 58%, 66%...currently 71%, the compatibility is low, presumably because the body does not match...the age."

Someone asked: "Is it necessary to continue the body...for a period of time?...It can exist as a spirit body."

A familiar quiet female voice replied: "No, she probably prefers entities."

"Okay, then Group A...the second summoning ceremony is complete, you can...go."

"If you want to restore your... age as soon as possible, you can ask the logistics... to soak the body. Due to the low degree of fit, don't... in case of... being separated from the body in daily life, please return within three days, that is... hours, to avoid the death of the body "

It seems that the consciousness of the examiner is covered with a film, or stuffed into a translucent box, and he can only look out dimly.

After a long time, she was drowsy and awake for a while, the barrier between her consciousness and the outside world gradually disappeared, and she gradually felt the existence of her own limbs.

The inquisitor tried a few times before fully opening her eyes. Before her eyes was the familiar ceiling of Honmaru's bedroom. After staring at it for a few seconds, the memory came back——

Being Summoned, Chaldea, Heroic Spirit, Tong Mo, and... Jade Body, Mom, My Lovely Child, Mom Loves You...

The shame level of the judge instantly broke the table: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !What has she done!And... Sure enough, it's better to smash that old Zhen knife!

"Huh? Awake?"

The judge looked dully at the source of the voice, and saw that Fan Ji was standing by her bookshelf, looking at him with a smile.

The judge opened his mouth to speak, but found his tongue was stiff and numb: "Uh, Huan... Huan Ji, my lord."

"Don't worry." Fan Ji came over, sat down casually by the bed, stretched out her arms to put her arms around the God Judge's back, and helped her up, "You have changed your body, and it is still in the adjustment period. got used to."

As soon as the judge sat up, she felt top-heavy. She unconsciously supported her forehead, and was surprised to find that her hand had shrunk more than a circle!

"This is..." The judge was shocked. After looking at his hands over and over again, he touched his small face, then his almost flat chest, and then his little feet under the quilt...

Magic Ji smiled and said: "You came back earlier than expected, and I asked them to take out the body that was being cultivated for you. Now your body is about 12 years old, maybe a little less? After all, you are tall. "

Twelve years old!The judge was a bolt from the blue, and she opened her mouth: "I, I grew up to..."

Fan Ji understood what she meant: "I brought you medicine from the logistics department, just soak it for an hour a day, and it will take about a month to grow to seventeen or eighteen."

The judge let out a long sigh of relief: "Thank you..."

Fan Ji looked at the judge who was much younger than before, and said gently: "Since I'm back, I have something to tell you."

The judge understood, and her eyes were clear: "You, please tell me."

Fan Ji: "First is No. 2. As you know, his family is one of the fifteen members of the Government of Time. After No. 2's death, his family said that No. 2 has been removed, and they will not do anything to No. 2. Take any responsibility for what you did, and agree with all the judgments of the government at that time that No. 2 colluded with the retrograde army and framed his colleagues."

"I have to say that this strong man broke his wrists quickly enough, but unfortunately this family itself is not without taint, so... it also gave us a little opportunity..."

"As for your and my verdict, it came down the day before yesterday. We were not guilty, and we got some rewards, but... there is one problem: in the future, the number of times or conditions for group A god judges may be restricted. Now the final resolution has not been passed, but eight|nine is close to ten. It is the fear of the government of the time for us."

The examiner was also mentally prepared for this, so she was not surprised. She said relaxedly, "My medicine research, I always think about letting me rest. Now, I just rest."

Huan Ji chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, it's not bad."

After explaining the important things, the judge gradually became able to control his body smoothly, but his legs were still a little weak when he stood up.

Magic Ji led her to the stairs, and said as she walked: "Take a good rest this month, I won't arrange Yanxiang's tasks for you. Usually walk more, but don't exercise vigorously. Your body and soul are in harmony. Not high enough, it is easy for the soul to leave the body."

The judge agreed, feeling slightly dissatisfied with her height that had shrunk a lot, especially the legs of her new body were thin and soft. It was the first time she had lived in the castle tower so weak that she had to hold the stairs Handrail down the stairs.

Huan Ji followed the pace of the god judge and walked down slowly. When she reached the junction of the second floor and the first floor, the conversations of the men with swords and swords in the wide room entered the ears of the god judge.

A familiar soft voice was saying: "... Then, at that time, the master said: 'My lovely child, mother will always love you.'"

The appraiser blushed instantly: "!!!" Mustache!cut! ! !

And Fu Sangshen replied: "Anijia, are you dreaming? How could the master call us children?"

A certain old swordsman continued to rant: "Oh, how could it be a dream? The master even kissed my body over there, saying, 'Xiwan is really my mother's good boy'."

"Anijia! Kisemaru is my name, and Anika's name is Hikiri!"

"Hahaha, it's better to pay attention to your words, Hikakiriden."

A certain master ordered the knife to be upset and said: "Genji, the master of the choreographer will be crushed!"

Judge: Alright, Hasebe, I agree!

It's a pity that she only dared to think about it. If she was serious, the other Fusangshen would doubt the truth of what Hu Qie said, and her image would be...

Wait a minute, the god judge felt something was wrong, didn't Zhen Laodao intentionally prevent himself from attacking him? !

Following the footsteps of the god judge and Fan Ji, the keen daggers first spotted the god judge on the stairs.

Jin Jian was the first to rush out: "Aluki Sangma!!!"

Then Luan Teng Shiro, Wuhu Tui and other blades all rushed up with tears in their eyes, and plunged into the arms of the God Judge.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Get up!" An anxious voice came from the bottom of the stairs, "The master just changed his body, your movements are too rough!"

"Ah! Master, I'm sorry!" Five Tigers retreated in a hurry, and the other daggers raised their heads one after another, and then... "Huh?"

They looked at the god judge who had been younger for several laps and several years, and they were surprised: "Master...has become smaller?"

"No, it's okay, it's just for the time being." The judge said with a pale face, if it wasn't for Fanji's hand that was always on her back just now, she would have been thrown down by the short knives, even so, her chest was also hit by the short knives It hurts.

In the large room on the first floor, a certain Zhen Taidao was mixed among the men with swords and swords, and raised his eyebrows seeing the soft look of the God Judge.

Kagemaru intuitively sensed the changes in his brother, and couldn't help reminding: "Master doesn't seem to be in good health, brother can't cause her any trouble."

Mustache smiled harmlessly: "How could that be?"

The god judge, who had shrunk by five or six years, wore a similarly shrunk maiden costume, and slowly descended the stairs. When he looked up at the sword in the wide room, his eyes were watery, and his perspective was lowered by more than half a head.

Her face still had the calm expression she was used to. If it was on the face of the former god judge, it would be a natural aura, but on the face of a baby fat loli who is about the same height... the men with swords all felt the deepest pain in their hearts. The soft spot was poked, oh hoo.

...It's a good thing that the God Judge didn't listen to their heartbeats, otherwise they would definitely be overwhelmed by a wave of "so cute".

The god judge sent Fan Ji to the transfer formation outside the main pill, and was reminded to pay attention to her body before parting, and the god judge obediently agreed.

Finally able to have a good talk with the master, the god judge was overwhelmed by the daggers as soon as he turned around. This time they gently supported the god judge with their hands and feet, and walked happily into the main pill.

Not far away, Hasebe came out: "Master!"

Judge: "?"

Hasebe said with a serious face: "Now you need to rest more, let me carry the master back to the room!"

When the short knives heard this, they were not happy: "We can also carry it!"

Izumi Shou also raised his head: "Hey, I didn't want to, but who asked me to be the valet today? I, the valet, should be the one to carry the master back to the room."

Mutsumoru glared at him: "It's too cunning, the few days when the master is away should be counted, we are the real servants today!"

"Oh, let the master decide for himself." A soft voice came in, and a short milk-blonde swordsman bent down to the God-inspector, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Do you think so, m... ..."

As soon as a syllable was uttered, the slap of the god-judgmenter struck at the handsome face of Mustache like lightning. Did you choose me?"

The judge withdrew his hand, and said indifferently with a loli face: "I chose you to be the leader of Tian."

After she blurted out, she thought for a while. This old knife Zhen probably escaped from experience when he escaped from the field. The key point is to prevent the phenomenon of escape, so she added spiritual power to her voice, and said in words through the contract: "Every time Hibata didn’t meet the standard and couldn’t play.”

Hikiri felt the sense of restraint coming from the depths of his soul, and the smile on the corner of his mouth finally froze.

Sanri Yuezong walked past him slowly, and said lightly: "It's good to strike first, but it's a pity that it's too late, hahaha."

Mustache: "..."

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