God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"... Check for non-violation?"

Smiling Qingjiang squatted down to check the traces of battle left on the pillars.

"Ah, that's right." Tsurumaru Kuninaga retracted the knife and reached out to touch the pillar, where something had stabbed vigorously, leaving deep grooves and messy wooden thorns.

"Since the enemy has been wiped out, let's go back," the smiling Qingjiang glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said to the judge, "The Aizu Fan soldiers have arrived, and it is difficult for the retrograde army to take any action, let alone here. There were traces of non-compliance violations, although I don’t know why they didn’t attack us, but it’s better to leave as soon as possible.”

"This time I finally completed the mission," Taidao withdrew his hand, smiling cheerfully, "I found something very interesting, and I will report it to you when I go back to make a summary of the battle report."

The judge nodded in agreement, and calmly responded to Bai He's meaningful words.

If you want to talk about black history, it may not be his fault.

Honmaru.

"The remnants of the retrograde army at Ikeda House have all been inspected and eliminated, and the relevant history has not been changed," Foxosuke, who was waiting in Honmaru, appeared in front of the god judge for the first time, "Thank you and you Honmaru's contribution to this."

The judge lifted Foxnosuke and put it on his shoulder, motioning others to go to rest first: "Any announcement from the current affairs?"

Tsurumaru blinked, threw the saber to Qing Jiang, and briskly followed.

"In fact, based on various sources of intelligence, current affairs have determined that this is a feigned operation by the historical revisionists, and their real operational goal is not here."

Fox Nosuke said in a serious tone: "Please prepare to enter the Xinhe battlefield. The political affairs committee will mobilize a group of excellent god judges to go... Huh?"

A hand reached out and lifted Foxnosuke off the shoulder of the judge, and then the big white-haired fox put his chin on it from behind.

Walking two steps in step like this, Kokomaru simply put Foxosuke on his head, with his free hand hanging on the side of the God judge, with a look of loss of strength.

"???" Foxnosuke slowly raised a row of question marks. For some reason, it suddenly changed its position. It tightened its claws nervously, fearing that it would dirty its soft white hair.

The examiner dragged the weight behind his back and continued to move towards the study without changing his face, showing no surprise at all about "being attacked by a fox from behind".

"Isn't it hot, Little Fox Ball?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga really wanted to touch the hair that looked easy to touch, but considering that he had just returned from the battle and hadn't taken a bath, he wisely withdrew his hand.

"Welcome back." Xiaohumaru looked at him and said, "It's great that you didn't suffer any injuries. Master's side is very cool, and no matter how close you are, you won't feel hot."

——But you, the cloak is still wrapped in the battle uniform, aren't you hot?

In the end, the big fox still didn't ask.

"Is there any information on the new joint battlefield?" The judge reminded Foxnosuke that there was still an unfinished conversation between them.

"Ah, there is no notification for the time being, I will send you any new news at any time!" Foxnosuke quickly replied: "By the way, sir, your racecourse has been empty. I will definitely allocate a few horses to you."

It paused for a while, and said tentatively: "Horses are very helpful in improving Fusangshen's combat power. As combat partners, it's best for everyone to take care of them..."

"Eh? Let the sword take care of the horse?" Tsurumaru asked in surprise, "I can even think of such a silly request, I want to look at the current political people with admiration!"

"There is indeed such a reminder in the manual," the examiner replied, "I have explained it before, but I have never bought horses. Shikigami is only responsible for the daily cleaning of the stables. After the horses are delivered, we must arrange corresponding internal events."

"The task of working as an insider is already very heavy..."

Baihe complained less seriously, and thought about asking Mutsu Mamoru to see if there was an automatic horse feeder or something to buy one.

"Then...the message has been sent this time, do you have anything else to do?" As soon as Tsurumaru Kuninaga spoke, Foxnosuke pricked up his ears vigilantly, "If not, I will leave first."

It just took revenge last time... Ah, no, revealing the true face of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, it was the time when he was trembling like walking on thin ice, and he was very sensitive to Tsurumaru's movements.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who noticed this, smiled at it, and the wild fighting spirit in the golden pupils made this smile infinitely close to intimidation.

"We're going to a summer festival tomorrow night, do you want to stay with us?"

Under the strange atmosphere of one person and one fox staring at each other, the god judge successfully arrived at his room, and sent an invitation to Foxnosuke before pushing the door.

"Festival?" Honosuke stood up excitedly, but soon drooped his ears listlessly: "Thank you very much for your invitation, but I will stay at Shizheng tomorrow, if there is any news to convey to you, I will definitely come next time of……"

Tsurumaru subtly found himself breathing a sigh of relief.

Although he did say that a summer festival will be held, but as the proposer, he is very clear that during this time, all Honmaru have been paying attention to Ikedaya, and have not made any preparations at all. The judge suddenly said that it will be held tomorrow night, probably What a strange surprise.

However, neither the surprise nor the root cause was wanted to be known by Shizheng.

It's a good thing it won't stay, Tsurumaru sighed, otherwise... Maybe he would have to do something inappropriate after the festival.

Foxnosuke inexplicably felt a chill in his neck, and quickly escaped with a triple jump.

"Then I'll change my clothes first. The white clothes are very conspicuous when they are dirty." Looking at Xiaohumaru, who had been silent for a while and just followed the judge, Tsurumaru waved his hand empathetically. I will discuss it with you."

"Wait a minute." The interrogator stopped him and motioned him to come closer.

"Huh? What else is there?" Tai Dao approached suspiciously.

Warm spiritual power quickly surrounded him, and the slight heat reminded him that there were fine wounds on his body that he hadn't noticed—most of them were left on the second floor of the Ikeda House, and his senses had long been dull.

"Okay, let's go, you can take a bath after changing your clothes," said the judge, "They've all finished treatment, and you're the last one. If the wound gets wet, it's not conducive to healing."

"So, what happened while I was away?" After seeing Tsurumaru Kuninaga leave, the interrogator asked the big fox behind him.

"No, nothing happened." The big fox said sullenly, "The little fox is just frustrated at being at a loss, please don't ask."

So the god judge dragged the silent big fox to search for clothes, make tea, and get snacks. After everything was settled, he put the Taidao on the sofa and went to take a bath by himself.

It took a while to tidy up my hair while taking a bath, and by the time the god judge came out with her wet hair in a dish, Xiao Huwan had already left, and a few candies on the plate disappeared along with him.

Usually his favorite snacks are not moved much.

After a little recall of the types of candy that disappeared, the judges probably knew that they were worried about their new companions.

"What are we going to do for tomorrow's festival?" Tsurumaru leaned back on the sofa in the God-inspector's bedroom, playing the ancient Tetris with the terminal, "We didn't prepare anything, and Xiaoguang was surprised after I told him."

The god judge is writing an article on the analysis of the enemy's combat power. Shizheng has been soliciting various dry goods papers from all the gods for a long time. Articles with detailed data, novel theories, and effective methods will be adopted and published, and then published in Honmaru, which is not open to the public. The evaluation holds a lot of weight.

The content of the thesis includes not only the analysis and prediction of the enemy army and the battle situation, but also the experience of improving one's own Fusangshen ability, Honmaru construction and tactical theory.

In general, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

So it's not like the god judge is always leisurely and not working.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to the prepared ceremony. Besides food like apple candy, what else do you want?" The god judge asked calmly, "I see that floats and colorful boats will be arranged in many places. □ and other activities..."

"That's not necessary," Tsurumaru replied casually, staring at the terminal screen, "Although we are the ones who exist now, as Fusangshen, it's too strange to go to participate in such god sacrifice activities."

"Really?" The judge drew the last period on the paper, "Stop playing, go to sleep."

"It's almost time to break the record," the white-clothed swordsman who was supposed to be on duty never raised his eyes from the moment he entered the door, and swiped his fingers quickly. "Wait a little longer... I'm very lucky this time!"

"You said that half an hour ago," the judge walked to Tai Dao and glanced at the record on it, "It's already twelve o'clock, go to bed, I'll help you play here tomorrow and you can continue."

After hearing the time, Tai Dao shook his hand, and the falling cubes quickly filled the screen. He couldn't believe that he had played this game for two full hours.

Obviously it is such a rare bedtime, so I can talk about Ikedaya's affairs!

The judge leaned over and turned off his terminal, and lifted the child who was addicted to games to the bed, without giving the other party a chance to ask questions.

It is said that it is sleeping time, but the result is completely supervising each other's work and rest time - thanks to this insider, the examiner found that there are quite a few night owls in this pill.

Tsurumaru, who felt that he had neglected his duty, could only lie down obediently, slow down his breathing, and try his best to create a good sleeping atmosphere.

Just as he counted the sound of the interrogator's breathing and fell into a daze, there was a sound of footsteps along the stairs.

...Who is it?

Bai He rolled out of bed in pain, picked up the knife and walked towards the door lightly.

"Is the master already asleep?"

Outside the door was the tall white-haired Fu Sangshen, with a coat casually draped over his pajamas, his usually smooth hair looked a little frayed, and he could be seen coming in a hurry.

"Just fell asleep," Taidao yawned, "What happened?"

"Sankaiyue is having a fever," Xiaohumaru said in a low voice, "I would like to ask Master to visit him."

"Fever?" Tsurumaru stopped yawning, "I'll call him."

"Go back to sleep," the judge opened the door and came out, with his regular clothes neatly on his body, "I'll go and have a look."

"You're awake," the valet didn't show much surprise, "I'll go with you later, in case I can help."

He turned around and went back to the room to put down the knife, found a belt from the interrogator's cabinet, adjusted himself to a less loose shape, and hurriedly followed.

"San Riyue is not in good spirits, so I fell asleep with him these two days," Xiaohumaru explained on the road, "Today he went to bed early, but he was not stable. When I went to see him, I found that he had a fever. "

"I don't know what to do, I can only come to disturb the master... I am very sorry."

Xiaohuwan said in a low voice.

He didn't know why Sanriyue suddenly became hot. When he searched on the terminal, the eighty reasons for the fever made the big fox's eyes full of circles. After using the simplest cold towel cooling method, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. God asks for help.

But he also blamed himself for disturbing his master. Hasebe told the story of a god-inspector who left his job due to poor sleep, and repeatedly emphasized the importance of urging the god-inspector to rest on time.

The god judge didn't know that he was still in the situation of being killed by the wind review, he just patted Taidao on the shoulder comfortingly: "It will be fine, besides, this situation can't be called disturbance."

"At least when I am a god judge, you are my most important thing."

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