[Comprehensive] God judges always treat me as a villain

Junxia is sure that Tsurumaru's state is not right.

She hesitated for a while when she met Shang Fu Sangshen's obscure and cold gaze, and finally, her worry for him overcame the panic that her actions were imprisoned by her "real name".She exhaled secretly, calmly and quickly got rid of Tsurumaru's control over her, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to push him to the ground and put her hands next to his ears.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked seriously.

Tsurumaru was silent for a long time, the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"Scared me." He avoided Chun Xia's gaze, "Is the master not affected by his real name?"

"Affected." Junxia said, "If Tsurumaru had used a little more strength, I wouldn't be able to break free as easily as I am now."

He was taken aback, then smiled lightly.

"That's right, I don't want to hurt Master." He raised his head and touched Chunxia's cheek, "Sorry, did I scare you just now? This kind of scare will never happen again in the future."

Great, recovered?

She let go of the boulder hanging in her heart, and was about to talk to Tsurumaru again, but just as she was about to get off Tsurumaru's body, he grabbed her wrist—the center of gravity was unstable, and her whole body was uncontrollably fell on him.

"Tsuramaru?" Junxia was startled and frightened.

"Haha, are you scared?" What was different from the cheerful tone was Tsurumaru's movements: his arms hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave, unwilling to relax at all.

Chunxia's heart tightened, but she couldn't see his expression, so she pretended not to know anything, obediently rubbed her face against his chest, and begged: "Put me down—I'm going to bed early today , I have to go on a business trip tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, I understand." Tsurumaru turned over with her in his arms, took out a thin blanket and covered the two of them, and then patted the head of the owner in his arms comfortingly, "Is this all right? Go to sleep."

"...Aren't you leaving?"

"Don't go."

"Then I don't care about you." She buried her head in Fu Sangshen's embrace, and said in a muffled voice, "Good night, Tsurumaru."

"Good night, master."

Fu Sangshen replied quietly.

The next day, when Chun Xia woke up, she found that she was already lying on a soft bed, she touched her side subconsciously—it was cold.

He actually left...?

She was puzzled by this behavior that was not in line with Tsurumaru Kuninaga's usual habits.

Suddenly there were urgent footsteps at the door.

"——the main hall!"

It was Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's voice.

The remaining drowsiness dissipated in an instant, Chun Xia casually put the pajama jacket on her shoulders, got out of bed, and opened the door.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong waited outside the door with a serious expression. After seeing that she was safe, he relaxed a little.

"Candlestick cut?"

"The main hall." He nodded and said, "Mr. Tsurumaru has returned to his original body."

……what?

Did she hear it wrong?

Hoshino Junxia's hand was placed on the smooth and clean blade, and the cool water-like spiritual power was left from her palm to the sword body. The blade trembled slightly, but it did not give her the desired response.

She withdrew her hand and turned to look at the people around her.

"Ishikirimaru said that Tsurumaru had some signs of degeneration during the time I left the company, and it got better after I came back. And after he dealt with the matter of B-1 Honmaru, the breath of degeneration Sudden aggravation, mood and personality became unstable. Mustache, Candlestick, and Qingguang were also affected to a certain extent, but far less serious than him, and it will be almost fine after a few days of adjustment." She calmly analyzed: "Although there is a special connection between the original spirit and the branch spirit, the original spirit and the branch spirit are more like two completely different individuals. Therefore, in principle, there will be no such degree of influence at all. And, in this Tsurumaru has handled so many tasks before, and there has never been a situation of "fallen under the influence of the spirit of the dark fall"."

"So, the only explanation is that Tsurumaru's fall is related to me."

Since the time government has gradually gained the upper hand in the war with the historical revisionists, its internal conflicts have emerged endlessly.

The most prominent performance is the dark fall of many Honmaru incidents.

Junxia Hoshino has dealt with countless dark falls. The reasons for the dark falls are all kinds of strange, and the results are also different.There are those who judged the gods and were finally hidden by the sword Fusangshen, and there were also those who maliciously abused the swords and Fusangshen and were finally killed by the judges. , She never thought that the "dark fall" would happen to her own honmaru and her initial knife.

"Ah."

Her boss, Morikawa, rushed over from the Tokino Government immediately after receiving the news, and was now working with her to explore the reasons for Tsurumaru's eternal fall.

"—It does have something to do with you."

"At the beginning, you knew that with the connection between Tsurumaru Kuninaga and you, he would easily discover the abnormality of your spiritual power, and he would definitely not allow you to leave." Morikawa unbuttoned his collar and said wearily: " That's why you paid him out on purpose to prevent him from staying in Honmaru for a long time to discover the clues. Once the five-year contract arrives, you submit a resignation application, pack your bags and escape back to the present world, and wait for the official retirement permission to arrive in the second year."

……

"I'm too selfish."

Chun Xia rubbed her brows.

"After I announced my resignation, Candlestick Kiri and they didn't raise any objections. Even the short swords just looked at me more reluctantly, and cherished the time with me more and more. After I reinstated, I saw Tsurumaru, Tsurumaru didn't show anything wrong either, so I thought..."

"Excuse me, excuse me." Akashi/National Bank interrupted her, "However, most short swords don't know about your resignation."

Chun Xia was stunned.

Morikawa sighed deeply.

"I also know about this." He continued Akashi's words: "Because they were afraid that the short swords would be too sad, they told the short swords that you have to deal with a very important matter in this world, so you can't go back to Honmaru. Come back after a long time."

"That Tsurumaru..."

"He, after returning from the expedition, he came to the government to find me and asked where you went." Morikawa replied: "I said I didn't even know you, and I didn't even know. He took one look at me and went back. Listen Said to go on an expedition again."

Chun Xia felt bitter in her heart.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what to do at the time." She said honestly: "I didn't fulfill the agreement with Ye Wang, and I lost my spiritual power because of my death, and my body was also greatly damaged... Coupled with the retreat of the retrograde army, the victory of the Government of Time is obvious, so I..."

Without spiritual power, she can no longer provide any power for Toujian Fusangshen.

The war is coming to an end, the enemy will disappear, and the Toujian Fusangshin don't need to fight for her anymore... As long as she leaves, they can get complete freedom.

Just like what she said to Jiang Xuezuo's text before.

But—what a selfish, what a cowardly thought.

"Thinking about it now, I really got kicked in the head by a donkey."

Akashi turned his head away, not looking at her.

"It's good that you know." Morikawa replied lightly.

Recalling the frenzy of that time, even he felt irritated.

But when he saw Junxia's drooping head, he couldn't bear it after all, so he added nonchalantly: "However, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's degeneration is not only due to you."

Junxia worked hard to adjust her state, and asked, "B-1?"

"Well, B-1 Honmaru is a very strange place."

The Honmaru, code-named B, is a group of new Honmaru established when the war between the Toki no Government and the historical revisionists reached a stalemate.

"The God-inspector of B-1 was originally an unappreciated clerk in society. He worked diligently all day, promised his boss, and gave gifts faster than anyone else on holidays—but he still couldn't get it. The opportunity for promotion. He could only drink away his worries and lose his temper with his family after returning home. His wife couldn't stand his domestic violence from time to time, so she took his son and ran away."

"Later, Honosuke from his time and space discovered him."

Just such an unwilling guy, but there is a very powerful spiritual power in his body.

"After becoming a god judge, he did a good job at the beginning."

His initial sword was Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki who seemed easy to get along with, and later forged Atsutoshiro, Akita Toshiro and Wuhutai under the guidance of Foxnosuke.These child-like dagger Fusangshen reminded him of his own son, perhaps because of empathy, he treated them very well, almost to the point of obedience.

"Later, he forged Yingwan, Yiqi Yizhen and Izumi Mori Kanesada."

This is a pretty good start.

"It doesn't meet the general conditions for Ankaku Honmaru." Junxia said, "What happened after that?"

"Then it's going to be weird."

As I said before, the government of time is very considerate of the judges.

Not only has Fox Noosuke been dispatched for a long time to help the God Judge handle affairs, but also subsidies for various resources have been sent regularly.In order to encourage the god judges of each Honmaru to move forward, the government of time has also established a year-end performance assessment system, and the god judges who are rated as "excellent" in the assessment will receive huge small sentences and opportunities for promotion.

Yes, a promotion.

No matter how lofty the judge sounds, he is just an ordinary civil servant in the government of the time.The Government of Time provides an opportunity for the enterprising God-inspector to be promoted, that is, to enter the Government of Time and become a government commissioner.

"Oh, I also know about this system." Chunxia said helplessly: "It seems that you will use me as a publicity for a while, right? What is the only god judge who has the qualification to move the Honmaru to Shizhijing—it just so happens that There was a festival held for a while, and countless god-inspectors with Fu Sangshen passed by my main pill intentionally or unintentionally, and some of them even destroyed the enchantment I set up, which troubled me for a long time."

The tachi in her hand, which had been pretending to be dead, trembled crazily.

"... Tsk." Today's valet, Akashi/Kunikyo glanced lazily at Shintachi, "Just now you were pretending to be dead, and now you're smiling so happily?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga remained motionless again.

Morikawa completely ignored Tsurumaru Kuninaga's small movements, he took out the lighter and lit the cigarette on his mouth.

"I'm using you for publicity because some people have doubts about who the God-inspector of A-0 is, and why you never appear in the God-inspector's meetings and private gatherings." Morikawa rolled his eyes impatiently, "Help you round it , by the way, arrange a 'big brother' status for you, okay?——Speaking of which, if you hadn't put forward the request of 'don't reveal your real identity' when signing the contract, I wouldn't need to try my best to smooth things over for you gone."

"Hard work, hard work." Chun Xia laughed.

"...Hmph, then I'll continue."

B-1's judge has a strong obsession with promotion.

Wherever you fall, you have to stand up from where you fell—this is probably what he thought.

He began to actively consult Foxonosuke, search for relevant information through Honmaru's computer, and discuss scriptures with other god judges at the god judge's gathering.

Gradually, everyone knew that B-1's interrogator was a guy who really wanted to be promoted.

"The god judge of B-1 understands that his record must be outstanding among all the god judges in order to get a chance to be promoted-but most of his homicides are 'short knives', and short knives have always been It is an existence under his care." Morikawa said: "He went to ask Yiqi Yizhen for his opinion, and Yiqi Yizhen did not agree with his blind pursuit of record, so he hesitated and locked himself in the room for a whole day. Three days."

"and after?"

"Later he came out." Morikawa adjusted his glasses, as if thinking of some unpleasant memory, his expression became complicated. "According to the records, after he came out of the room, his personality changed drastically."

From an ordinary person to a person with both madness and rationality.

"He forged Sankazuki Zongjin, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and Yingmaru... Then he quickly disbanded the original first and second teams, re-formed, and desperately improved their practice." Morikawa said: "The life of the short sword It’s no different from before, it’s still an inside story, playing, but there are no judges around Dian Dao, and he always plays with them.”

He spends more time playing with the troops.

"Oh? Really desperate." Akashi scratched his hair, "It's a good thing he didn't forge 'I', otherwise 'I' would be too hard."

Morikawa said "hehe": "The Akashi/National Bank in my Honmaru is definitely not as salty as you."

Sword and sword shadow.

Junxia coughed heavily.

"If I'm not wrong, he probably still didn't get what he wanted." She met Morikawa and Akashi's eyes, and explained: "Odachi and Taidao are not suitable for night battles and indoor battles..."

"You're right."

Morikawa nodded.

"He—everything else was perfect, but in the end he lost in the night and indoor battles."

"If that's the case, he can go to practice short sword again." Akashi said: "If you really can't bear it, you can also practice fighting sword and wakizashi. Or, he treats his wife and children just like he treats his wife and children, and puts away the anger of failure Sprinkle all on Daojian Fusangshen?"

"Neither. That's what I find strange."

The fusangshen in Honmaru are very worried about the mental state of the judge.

After knowing that he had worked so hard for so long, but everything was in vain, the judge locked himself in the room for a whole day.After he came out, the Fu Sangshen found that he had taken off the rimless glasses that he hadn't left for a moment before.

"I figured it out, let's let nature take its course in the future." The judge said with a smile, "Everyone, I'm back."

That afternoon, just like the afternoon long ago, the God Judge played in the courtyard with the daggers and Hotaru, while Yizhen and Mikazuki Zongjin went to Wanwu to buy things.

After returning, they walked to the courtyard together.

"Ah—!" Wuhutui's heart-piercing scream came from the courtyard.

Yizheng and Sanriyue exchanged glances, and quickly ran towards the courtyard.

The god judge's blood was sprayed everywhere, and he fell peacefully by the pond, with a calm and weird smile on his lips.

——He cut his own neck with Wuhutui's body.

"The daggers witnessed the death of the god judge."

"And this is just B-1's first interrogator."