God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

"Wooah! Lord God Judge, you are finally back!"

This is Foxnosuke who cried when he saw the judge.

"I haven't found everyone for three days in a row, I thought you were leaving too..."

"We're just camping on the mountain," Tsurumaru said without blinking, "You're too stupid for not finding us."

"Yes...is that so?"

"Didn't he just come down from the mountain? Look, he's still covered with dew."

Foxnosuke sniffled and said, "It's the smell of dew on the mountain..."

"So tell me something quickly," Tsurumaru threatened it, "or I'll throw you out."

"Tosaban was found during the Bunkyu period when history was changed!" Foxnosuke immediately confessed, "This is the second independent time point discovered after Jule, and a call for orders will be issued soon. "

"It still seems to be the case." Tsurumaru put Foxosuke on the table, "So, what's so special about it?"

"A group of five is required to go and correct the wrong historical line. It will take about seven to ten days to return to Honmaru," the little fox wagged his tail, "This time the advance investigators of the current affairs have sneaked in, wait until they find out After the timeline, it will directly connect to Honmaru with matching abilities."

"For this battle, the God Inspector cannot accompany him, because the timing is very unstable, and he can only go alone by the sword, so please prepare early."

"Is it really Tosa?" The judge smiled without any surprise, "I see."

"Your confidence is sufficient, so I am relieved." Foxnosuke put his two little paws together, "It is a very difficult task to correct the history that has been changed. It is restricted by the rules and cannot communicate at any time. Please be sure to send mighty swords go."

"At this time, I should say handsomely, please fight." Candlestick Che, who had been silent all this time, bent slightly, "Guangzhong Zhidao, the ancestor of the long boat, please fight."

"Xiaoguang, are you preemptive?"

"That's right, because there are only five members. If I don't hurry up, I may not be able to turn to me. Besides, if Tosa is concerned, there will definitely be a place for Mr. Mutsu Mori in the formation."

"Then I'll stay," Tsurumaru said reluctantly, "There's no other way."

"Understood, Guangzhong," the judge nodded, "I will arrange it."

"Then I wish you prosperous luck," said the little fox, "I believe you will be able to bring history back on the right track."

After personally experiencing the signal strength of the confidential communication, the Tosa Clan's out-of-arms team simply gave up on contacting Honmaru.

The communication with the visual effect like a ghost film and the auditory effect like a ghost call is a test for the hearts of both parties. Two days ago, a call they barely got through had the following conversation:

"...you...beep...come back?"

Snowflakes flashed crazily on the screen, and it was reasonably speculated from the whiteness that the opponent was Tsurumaru or Higiri.

"This enemy leader can hide very well. We have been obsessed with making traps recently, and we probably have to play for two or three days before we can catch him."

"... Play! Beep... Go out... Go back!"

Another person in dark clothes squeezed up next to him, but he couldn't tell who it was.

"Do you think we've been out for too long...?" Smiling Qing Jiang looked at the team members inquiringly.

"Maybe... The mission is the mission, and we really want to go back quickly, but if we can't catch the enemy general, we can't find a breakthrough in history revision." Mutsushu leaned over and said.

"The general beep...cheep—beep beep...worry!"

Then the picture suddenly became clear and frozen, and the worried faces of the Fusangshin left behind by Honmaru appeared, and then the screen went black.

"...What a piece of shit."

California Kiyomitsu patted the terminal with his scabbard in despair, confirming that the communication was indeed interrupted for no apparent reason at the very second when the signal was good.

"Speed ​​up." Qing Jiang pondered for a while and said.

It's just a mission to go out, if the worry on their faces is that they are too fussy, then what happened in this pill.

"However, the retrograde army here can leave corpses behind." Ishikirimaru piled up the bones for Nankai Taro Chaozun to choose suitable trap materials. Don’t worry about non-examination violations.”

"During the alliance battle, the enemy will also leave corpses and bloodstains," Candlestick Qie Guangzhong smiled as he recalled his first meeting with the God Judge, "Because the battlefield is different."

"This is an abandoned world, a time independent of the original history." Nankai Taro removed the long legs of the enemy Wakizashi to make a support for the trap. "Here, the existence of the retrograde army is reasonable. After death, of course There will be dead bodies."

"In contrast, if we die here, we will turn into ashes." Mutsu Mori stepped on the bone of an unknown retrograde army under his feet, "That's true, even sending a broken knife back to let us The master has no chance to see it haha."

"You're really good at talking," California Qingguang stabbed him with a scabbard on his lower back, "Hurry up, go help your reformers, grab that Yoshida Toyo and let's go back to rest."

"Fighting all the way, who knows if this kind of thing will happen? But if he really sent the broken knife back, he must not be able to keep smiling anymore." The smiling Qingjiang thought about it seriously, "It's not bad to disappear Well, it’s better to be missing than to be broken.”

"Ah——it made me feel depressed too. That's right. Don't go back when the knife is broken. Isn't that just adding to his troubles?" California Qingguang said gloomily, "Just leave me anywhere at that time."

"If the knife is broken...it must look very embarrassing." Candlestick cut also stopped the work in hand, picked up the saber and glanced, "I don't intend to let him see this, just leave my handsome memory. ?"

"I think that if it is broken, it must be returned to the main pill, because we have his blessing on us, no matter what, we must give him an ending." Ishikimaru pressed the guard around his neck, "the duty of a weapon It’s all about fighting hard, and there’s nothing shameful in breaking it because of it, but for humans, it’s painful to keep worrying about it.”

"...Hey," Hizen Tadahiro asked Mutsu Mori with a complicated face, "You Honmaru... are weird. Is it necessary to discuss this kind of thing so enthusiastically?"

"What's so strange about this," Mutsumoru patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "I already know that someone cares about my own safety, isn't it normal to feel fear?"

"'What should I do if I break it', I can't help but want to make plans for him first," Qing Jiang smiled chicly, "For us, it's over if I break it, but if you don't think about it, Always can't let go."

"Okay, move on."

"We're back--"

"How's the battle going?" White Hair Taidao asked patiently.

"I could have returned earlier, but Nankai Taro Chaozun found an unexpected enemy again, and we were delayed in returning to meet him," Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada replied while looking at Honmaru, who hadn't seen him for ten days, "In Honmaru ……very quiet."

"This kind of quiet makes people very upset." California Qingguang muttered.

Owaki Zagi frowned, and suddenly quickened his pace and walked forward.

"Don't go, Smile," Tsurumaru called to stop him, "Jing Mo is not in Honmaru."

"Where is he, then?"

"...Come in and talk."

In the living room, Fusangshin of Honmaru sat there neatly, looking listless.

"Let's start on the third morning of your departure."

"Tsuramaru."

Sleeping drowsily, Bai He tried to open his eyes and looked towards the door, and then found a fully armed God Inspector.

It is not an exaggeration to say "fully armed". The God Judge is still dressed in a cloak and boots, but the shoulders and arms are all equipped with silver protective gear. It is not clear whether there is corresponding protection under the robe.

"I'm going out for a few days." The inquisitor was adjusting the buckle on his arm, and he said succinctly, "Arrange your schedule as usual, and I will be back in about fifteen days."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving a gorgeous arc on his cloak when he turned around.

"Wait... where are you going?" The sleepy valet hurriedly got up and chased after him, "Is it a special call again? Or a secret mission, in which era, who will go with you?"

A series of questions didn't get an answer. Tsurumaru noticed that the toe and heel of the god-inspector's boots were inlaid with metal, but the noise of walking was no louder than that of his own bare feet.

"Master?" Xiaohuwan came out of the room sleepily, "Where are you going?"

The God Judge slowed down slightly, and responded with a smile, but his speed immediately became faster.

"It's something that must be handled by me," he said in a low voice, "You take good care of Honmaru."

...What's the matter with this suspicious answer?

"If you don't answer, I'll call everyone up," Tsurumaru's voice became colder, "As our master, are you going to leave without explaining your whereabouts?"

"Don't resort to words, don't show your flaws," probably because the threat had taken effect (?), the interrogator stopped helplessly, "As long as the processing is over, I will rush back."

He patted the shoulders of these two: "If you have any questions, please wait until I come back."

"At least..." Tsurumaru wanted to say something, but Kokomaru covered his mouth.

"Then I look forward to your return." The big fox bowed slightly, and saw the pair of boots pause slightly before going all the way away.

"Umm... Huh!"

Tsurumaru struggled to break free from Xiaohumaru's hands: "Aren't you worried about leaving suddenly and still dressed like that?"

"...worry."

"At least ask if you can accompany him, or if there is any way to contact him," Tsurumaru sighed, "He has a lot of strange gadgets, doesn't he?"

"Because I believed it." The big fox looked at the direction where the interrogator left, "He is so anxious, you are just wasting his time, since the master said he will come back after finishing, I just wait here for him."

"... Beast type," Tsurumaru said inexplicably, and then sighed loudly with his hands behind his head, "Fifteen days, how am I going to explain it to everyone?"

"What? Fifteen days?"

"Oh, before you came out."

"Fifteen days! Is there anything difficult about taking so long? Why don't you take Xiaohu with you?"

"Hey, hey... you were just saying 'believe', so you're just pretending to be so calm?"

"I thought I'd be back today!"

In short, the fusangshen who stayed behind in Honmaru all knew about this. After the expedition team returned, they hesitated to dial the confidential communication channel of the Bunjiu Tosapan team.

After three sentences the signal is over.

But the conversation at the time was this:

"How long do you expect to be back?"

"Hey... Leader... Hey... Trap... Play... Hey."

...Aren't you going out?What are you playing? It's not a cat that catches a mouse.

In Honmaru, Hasebe, who was frightened and frightened by his wild thoughts and angry from his heart, opened the microphone angrily.

"Don't worry about playing! The Lord went out alone, and said that he will not come back until fifteen days later!"

"Hey... mission... go back... the general can't do anything... hey..."

"The general's safety is more important than the mission. Did he go to your place? We are just worried..." He is in danger...

After Yaoyan said half a sentence, the communication was interrupted.

"Hmm... did they really understand?" Hikakiri said with wide-eyed eyes.

"At least at the last moment when the video signal was clear, I didn't see the figure of the general," Yaoken shook his head, "I probably didn't go to the battlefield of Tosaban."

"With his style, if Honmaru has a communication, he will definitely be there."

"Fifteen days... Well, won't you be back in ten days?" San Riyue made a "ten" gesture, "Don't be so anxious, hahaha."

For some reason, Tsurumaru, who had been frequently pulled into the scene recently, gave him a weak look.

"Mikazuki, you will be in charge of Tsukudo for the next ten days."

"It's ok, I really like farm work." Taidao, who started to rest after working for half an hour at most, hahaha unconsciously.

"Only you do it alone, because Jingmo is not here, and there are no snacks and extra meals in this pill, so if you can't harvest anything, everyone will be hungry, Xiaohuwan, work harder, and divide into two teams with short knives The continuous expedition is to prepare for the collection of resources for this pill, in case Xiaoguang and the others come back and need to buy them, and Jingmo is not here, they can only fill in resources.”

"After all, it's okay to be hungry, but it's dangerous if you don't have resources."

"By the way, Taro and Jiro still led the team to Azuga Shiyama because they told me to arrange as usual. Don't let Shizheng or Foxnosuke come to your door when they find something abnormal. It's very troublesome to explain."

Tsurumaru made convincing arrangements for the next ten days with reason and evidence, and he paid out all Fusangshen who might help Sankayue.

"Come on, Your Highness Sanriyue, the food supply for Honmaru depends on you."

"Hahaha...His Highness Tsurumaru, don't you think about the waist of the old man?"

"Don't worry, he will give it to you when he comes back in ten days, don't be in such a hurry."

"In short, the situation is like this," Tsurumaru sorted out the things of the past few days, "Today is the seventh day, and we have to continue to wait."

There was silence again in the living room.

"Then just wait," Owaki said, "since this is his arrangement."

The author has something to say: I'm probably sick... When I wrote this, I played this song on a loop in my mind

From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear; apart from the one who loves, there is neither worry nor fear

Worry and fear come from caring...

The update is complete, go to sleep... I will take a rest tomorrow

Little angels, please don’t be like me QAQ Your health is the most important thing!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Swastika Zhanxi Ye Swastika, 1 Kasib of Gluttony;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qiqi; 5 bottles of Kemiao’s double-breasted coat;

I love you (said while crying) The weather is starting to get colder, so we must pay attention to the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors~