After I became a divine judge [Comprehensive]

The so-called god judge is a job that does not require contact with humans at all. ——Because my sister is so swearing by Amway, I gave up my job as a novelist who occasionally needs to meet with the editor, and became the God of the Government of Time under the guidance of my sister.

However, the so-called god judge is not a profession of exorcising ghosts, is it?Standing in front of the dilapidated and faded gate, I looked around at the desolate and gloomy surrounding scenery and the gray sky, and a bad premonition arose in my heart.

The door was not locked, and it was opened with a slight push, making a worrisome creaking sound. The courtyard was empty, and a thick layer of dust was accumulated on the strange table. There were large splashes of dark brown blood stains, and a piece of cloth fell from the steps, like the sleeves of clothes.

This is no longer a question of whether the premonition is good or not, but a question of being eaten by Gayako in the next second.

"...Get out." The sharp blade grazed my hair and touched my neck, causing a slight sting, but the person who did this was not the ghost with disheveled hair I imagined, but a human. ! ?

Didn't you agree, agree, agree that this job does not require contact with people? !I opened my mouth, but I couldn’t make any sound. It wasn’t because there was any problem with my vocal cords, but… I couldn’t do it. I looked at those pale golden eyes that belonged to humans with indifference and disgust, and the memories that were deliberately forgotten were all at once. emerge.

Indifferent, disgusted, disgusted, disappointed...

If I don't speak, I will die, but even so, I still... can't utter a single syllable under such gaze.

"This is a new god judge. If another god judge dies, all the swords of this Honmaru will be undone, including your younger brothers."

I don't know when the little fox reappeared suddenly jumped on my shoulder and said something like this.

The young man paused for a few seconds and finally retracted the knife, and left without looking back.

I touched the wound on my neck that was still bleeding, and I fell to the ground all of a sudden. When I touched my back, it was completely wet with cold sweat. Get numb.

"Didn't it mean that a god judge doesn't need to touch humans?" I asked the little fox.

The little fox rubbed against my uninjured neck, and made a soft and cute human voice: "They are not human, they are just fusangshen transformed from swords."

Even so, I can't treat them like swords.Recalling the murderous intent in Fu Sangshen's eyes just now, I couldn't help trembling for a while, and then hesitantly took out the whiteboard and signature pen for drawing from the backpack, lowered my head and walked towards the drawing board. dilapidated house.

"As long as you get through the beginning, you won't have to contact the Fusangshen." The little fox comforted me like this, but it made me even more nervous.

So, let's face the bitter reality.

I opened the door and was almost pierced by a knife that was stabbed in the face.

Sorry, I may not be ready to face such a painful and exciting reality. Is it too late to resign and leave now?

"It really scared me." That person, no, the white-haired Fu Sangshen said with a smile, his voice was light but made me feel a chill: "The new judge."

The youths in the room had different expressions on Zhengtai, the only thing in common was that cold murderous intent and malice.I skimmed across the face of Mrs. Zheng in the corner without a trace, and I was a little surprised by the familiar feeling in his eyes-the emotion left behind by taking the initiative to give but suffered deep hurt can probably be called fear.

Every self-aware person here is abnormal, including me, but no one can be saved.

I suddenly realized why my sister repeated repeatedly that I was suitable for this place.

It turns out that my sister also thinks that I am hopeless, so I understand.

'I am a new judge, please give me more advice. 'My hand holding the pen was trembling, and the words I wrote were even more distorted and ugly than before, but I still raised the whiteboard to cover my face without making any corrections.

According to the routine of the ACG game, there should be a healing heroine to save everything, but there is no one here. The only one who comes here is me, who is also unable to face the past damage, and is much worse than them. I am really sorry up.

I slowly put down the whiteboard again, looked at the damaged blades in their hands, and continued to write on the whiteboard as I recalled the handbook I had read before: "Please let me get it for you first." '

No one paid attention to me. I lifted it for a long time until my hands were sore and no one paid attention to me.

I'm used to being ignored, but if I let them go, they'll break, I don't care...

"Then, that troubles you." "Back!?" The man with blue hair who was struggling too hard came to me, his fair face was covered with fine wounds, and only one honey-colored eye was exposed, watching timidly. Me, for a moment I seemed to be looking at myself: "Brother Yiqi, it's okay, that, that is, my body."

I carefully took the dagger and the scabbard he handed over, almost shattered, even a little rusty, it seems that it will be broken with a little force, isn't it good to follow the normal process?Without hesitating for a long time, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and used the quickest, most direct and most spiritually consuming repair method marked in the manual.

The spiritual power in the body flowed along the veins to the palm of the hand and poured into the blade bit by bit. Without opening my eyes, I could also feel strangely that the broken lines on the knife body were slowly returning to normal, and the rust spots were gradually disappearing... When I opened my eyes When he opened his eyes, the short knife was already shining as if it had been newly forged, and the white-haired Shota also seemed to have been cast by some magic, not only the wound healed, but also the clothes became brand new.

"...Thank, thank you." He was stunned for a while, and thanked me on the verge of tears.

For the first time in my life, being, being thanked so solemnly.

I felt the heat on my face, so I quickly returned the short knife to him, wrote 'It's okay' on the whiteboard and held it up in front of him to cover my face.

"Everyone's knives, please let me take them too." After a long time, I hurriedly wrote new content and held it up again.

They looked at me with no expression on their faces. The heat on my face from being watched like this gradually subsided, and my accelerated heartbeat returned to its original normal frequency.

Be calm and restrained, not delusional.

What am I thinking about?

"Grandpa, I'll trouble you to take care of it." I slowly put down the whiteboard and raised my head nervously.

Those are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life.

Have you ever seen the perfect connection between the deep night sky and the dawn sky?Have you ever seen a pair of bright yellow and clear crescent moons appear?At this moment, I see the former and the latter appearing in the eyes of one person at the same time.

His eyes are also intoxicating. How can these two completely different emotions, cold and gentle, appear in one person's eyes?

It took me a lot of effort to come back to my senses, nod my head heavily, and take over his tachi, which was not less damaged than the dagger just now.

Taidao, who is as beautiful as himself, is enough to be praised with beauty even if it is covered with cracked scars.I seem to have seen the appearance of this knife from TV.

It's a national treasure, named... Sanri Yuezong?

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