Mr. Oda and his friends

"I don't agree with the council's decision!" The middle-aged priest supported the thick and gnarled cypress tree with one hand, while the other hand clenched the fabric on his chest and panted heavily: "There is no way to agree, how could I agree! Those people..."

The veins are knotted, and beads of sweat roll down the texture of the skin one by one.

"That child, that child has never done anything wrong. Even if he is treated so unfairly, he has no complaints." The face of the person standing opposite him was covered with divine paper, with the breeze blowing, the red and swollen eye sockets could be vaguely seen under the paper: "Voting Passed and cannot be changed."

"No one thinks that child should be treated harshly, but we had to raise our hands to vote for execution." The witch's voice became weak and erratic at the end, accompanied by an increasingly thick nasal tone, as if the soul was crying bitterly.

The cypress above the head swayed with the wind, exuding a simple and elegant smell, just like the endless white smoke lingering in front of the gods.

The witch raised her head to avoid the mark of weakness across her cheeks again, and said in a trembling voice: "We are all guilty, heinous, unforgivable, unforgivable. We murdered a pure and innocent lamb, and at this moment we are all criminals trying to survive."

"Is there really no other way?" The priest let go of his hands that were clenched to his front, and barely straightened his back.The miko standing opposite him still maintained her posture of looking up at the sky: "If there is a way, no one wants to sacrifice Kong Chan."

The name is like a thorn.

"Don't choose a way that is too cruel and decisive? The fusangshen in No. [-] Honmaru may also find it difficult to accept..."

Even though he was a man, the priest acted softer than the priestess at this time.

The witch was silent for a moment, then lowered her head: "I think it should be possible, if we jointly apply at the same time... Besides, the council doesn't want to do too much to her."

"Whether an artificial human is considered a human or not is still unclear." She sighed.

In particular, the special god judge Kong Chan was originally "made" specifically for the existence of No. [-] Honmaru.Rather than saying that her existence is a miracle of science, it is more like a "tool" specially customized for the Academy of Sciences by the Government of Time in order to stabilize Touken Fusangshin.

Now that the war has finally ended with the victory of the good side, the weapons should go to sleep, and the tools... should be destroyed.

The public has always been curious about "artificial humans" in their simple views.

People think that the biggest difference between artificial humans and real humans is that they have no soul, just like an AI that has an empty body without intelligence and can only act strictly according to the program.

However, something like "soul" cannot be recognized by the naked eye or other sensory organs at all.No one can prove whether the soul exists, and naturally it is not clear whether artificial humans have souls, so they can only be regarded as artificial creatures without souls.

When the work is done, they must be eradicated in order to ensure the legality of ethical and scientific research.

"I leave the application to you. I'll go and see Kong Chan." The priest took out the seal from his sleeve pocket and handed it to the witch, then turned and walked towards the conversion device in the courtyard: "That child, I don't know what I'm about to face. At least, at least... ..."

He watched the child reincarnate again and again, but now he wants to send her to the guillotine with his own hands.The middle-aged man wiped his eyes with his sleeve indiscriminately, then stood still on the console and entered the coordinates of No. [-] Honmaru.

One last look at her is like a sinner who confirms his sins and always knows how many stones he should bear for the rest of his life.

After the galaxy-like light disappeared, he appeared in a grand Honmaru.

No. [-] Honmaru, the most special one among the countless Honmaru under the control of the Government of Time.The Fu Sangshen here never entered the battlefield, they sat silently like a real lonely and misty god, the only thing they needed to do was to closely monitor all kinds of abnormalities that appeared on their bodies.

The real 99 gods, born from the only authentic product that cannot be copied, filter out all filth and filth through the powerful and pure spiritual power of the god examiner "Ku Chan" in this pill, ensuring the stability of the body and the spirit.

If the human body is used to describe the operation of the entire government of time, this is the most silent organ, which silently discharges waste and bears harm silently.

"Empty Cicada" is the code name of the only God-inspector in No. 2205 Honmaru.Since [-] A.D., the Government of Time has been using time technology to send invitations to those beings who are born with pure spiritual power scattered in various world lines and time planes. Only the god judge of this pill has never been replaced. .No, it should not be said that it has not been replaced, but that it has been replaced with a completely new "empty cicada" every time.

Like changing batteries regularly.

A gene-edited artificial human, and countless copies of her.

Using real-world humans for this job would be tantamount to murder.Regardless of how much spiritual power is needed to bear such a huge number of Fusangshen, ordinary people will mutate and fall into darkness when they cannot bear the erosion just by mentioning the role of "filter".In this era where the mystery has receded to the point where Fusangshen can only be used, dark fall is often one-way and irreversible, and once it happens, it is irreversible.

That's why the Shi Zhi government applied to the Academy of Sciences to customize the "Empty Cicada".

She has pure and huge spiritual power, a flawless appearance, and innately perfect aptitude-scientists do not allow the birth of "products" with defects.After repeated attempts, measurements, and comparisons, they selected the most beautiful fertilized egg to cultivate it, and prepared countless spare bodies.

"Empty Cicada" is worthy of the creators' day and night research, and it has never experienced any abnormalities since it was put into use.

Of course, this situation can also be attributed to the cultivation of the Government of Time.They carefully isolated the girl as a "god of man" from the crowd, monitored closely, and became suspicious.

Once she has any behavior that is slightly different from usual, she will replace it with a new backup body in time.

At first, some Fu Sangshen objected to this, but after seeing the tragedy of "Empty Cicada" over-filtering a huge amount of negative emotions, they were silent, and had to allow the priests and witches who came to "recover" her to take away the doomed early dead girl.

It was a kind of mercy for her to leave this world early.

"How is Master Kongchan today?"

What the priest saw after walking out of the teleportation place was Fusangshin who was in charge of the operation of the Honmaru today.Wearing a light green gown, holding a big sword with a royal coin, he lowered his eyes and nodded: "Everything is normal."

Following his words, Yubi was held in the palm of Ishikirimaru and shook from side to side: "Get rid of the filth. Alright, please come with me."

The location of Kuchan, the god judge, is the highest castle tower in Honmaru. The exquisite pavilion inlaid with vermilion gold leaf looks down on the earth like a shrine.No Fusangshin is allowed to enter here, and a large number of fox shikigami pass the word up and down, and the swordsmen who take turns serving as close servants can only wait for orders on the next floor.

If it wasn't for the vast and inexhaustible source of pure spiritual power, they even doubted whether there was anyone in the castle tower.

There are still some, at least every few years, they will see the girl who will never grow up being sent in respectfully on a shrine, and then taken out with a white veil.They don't know where the Kuchan who left Honmaru went, but each new Kochan has the same spiritual power as the previous one.

In this way, with the flick of a finger for hundreds of years, the golden and iron horses are blazing and frosty, and finally ushered in the end.

For the fate that is about to fall asleep, the Fu Sangshen have no unacceptable emotions, but facing the lord who has silently accompanied them for hundreds of years... Even if the heart is like cold water and a steel knife, it is time to cover the heat for so many years.

"How does the upper management arrange the future of the lord?" Ishikimaru has already known the situation of other Honmaru from the return of the spirit - the god-judgers who have given their youth and spiritual power will return to normal life.

The government of the time has considered all aspects for these heroes.Whether it's technology or resources, they do their best to compensate them for the time they spent staying in the pill.In a word, even if they are slightly out of touch with the original environment, there is no god judge who can't survive. Maybe there will be some inconvenience and estrangement at the beginning, but there is absolutely no harsh treatment in terms of material and economics.

The only thing whose future is uncertain is Kong Chan, the No. [-] Honmaru god judge.

"Master Kongchan has worked hard for so long, so he should take a good rest. I think it might be a warm and wonderful new journey."

The Government of Time has only two methods of capital punishment, one is to kill on the spot, and the other is to exile the victim into the turbulent flow of time.The priest knew that the priestess must be applying for the second type - generation change, each generation is a new start, there is no memory and no inheritance, but any environment that is a little bit dangerous will not have the ability to survive independently.

If she can survive in the new world, then God does not want to see such a pure and innocent girl suffer misfortune; if she can't survive... it's better to avoid more suffering and disasters early.

This is the only thing ordinary workers like them can do for her.

"Is that so..."

Sitting in the shrine and watching human beings come and go for thousands of years, Ishikirimaru has heard and seen many times, and he already understood everything when the priest's words fell.

"Our whole Honmaru, all the spirits of Fusangshen are willing to go back to sleep in the darkness, there is only one condition."

Odachi walked slowly on the cobblestone path, the sunlight slid down the vermilion eyes, reflecting the holiness that was not human: "Let us spend a few more days with the lord, and the monarchs and ministers will never live together. We should say goodbye to you." Goodbye."

"Do your best." The priest paused for a while, and promised in a deep voice.

While talking, they came to Lord Tenshu, and the two short knives of Awataguchi were holding mochi and trying to bribe Fox Shikigami.Of course, the chubby and furry Foxnosuke couldn't escape the speed of the full-level polarized short knife. Whether he wanted to eat or not, his mouth was full.

Ishikirimaru stopped and stood firmly before lowering his head and smiling: "What are you doing?"

"Hey..." Ranto Shiro with long orange hair pointed his index fingers together: "Well, we want to have a good relationship with Foxnosuke!"

"Insane" Wuhu Tui, who was stuffing mochi with his hands, smiled: "Be careful, I didn't hurt Fox's help."

The Foxnosukes were so stuffed that they couldn't close their mouths, and they couldn't make a sound to ask for help, with tears in their eyes: "..."

"Okay, enough is enough." Ishikimaru gave way to the priest: "Please, I can only send you here. At this time, the god judge has already stood up with the help of the witches."

Pronounced as "auxiliary" and written as "surveillance".

The priest turned around and bowed to him in salute: "Thank you, Master Ishikirimaru." After saying that, he walked slowly up the stairs to the castle tower.

The daily life of Kongchan, the god judge, was imprisoned on the top floor of the castle tower.

In order to isolate her from the outside world and keep her "pure", the objects to be guarded include not only outside visitors, but also sword fusangshen who appear in the world in the form of men.

The priest walked up the steps step by step, and the wooden windows and partitions gathered the light infinitely, against the thick sycamore trees, ginkgo biloba, and pines and cypresses outside the window, interweaving a rich and gloomy praise.He knew that he should have admired and sighed at the picture scroll in front of him that was extremely in line with the traditional aesthetic conception, but he suddenly thought of another thing - forcing underage girls to live in such a dull and depressing environment for a long time, isn't it? Kind of torture and torture?

The maiden guarding the gate had already heard about the visitor, so she came out of the darkness with a lantern: "My lord, please follow me."

"Ah."

The priest withdrew his mind and followed her to the top of the castle tower.

The priestesses holding naginata guarded the outermost corridor, and passed through the tightly guarded doors. The two priestesses opened the bead curtain made of mother-of-pearl, and only then did he see Shenshen sitting in the inner room. Those who are empty cicadas.

She looked younger than her actual age, like a child of eleven or twelve years old.Reminiscent of this kind of dark little garden, stunted growth is almost inevitable.

Black hair like ink and silky like waterfall, white to transparent skin, mellow and distant purple eyes like garnet, slender and handsome eyebrows slightly raised, thick eyelashes trembling slightly as if resting on a flower branch Butterfly.

It is a typical traditional look.

The girl was like a stone sculpture. She looked up at the priest in silence. She was also wearing a priestess costume, which was the same as other priestesses except for its texture and shape.

"Master Kongchan, I am here to visit you on behalf of the Government of Time. Is everything okay recently?"

No matter how noble their status is on the outside, middle-aged men must follow the etiquette of meeting the gods when they enter here, kneeling on their knees and bowing their foreheads to the young girl.

The person who answered was not the girl on the main seat, but the great witch who stood not far in front of her: "Master Kong Chan, everything is normal these days, please rest assured from the Government of Time."

After all, this is the source of the unity of countless replicas. The real artificial human body is much more stable than those copied by a large number of clones, so it can last until the decisive battle.

"That's good, I'm at ease." The priest saw Kong Chan, but he didn't stay for a long time because of the rules, and soon bowed again: "I wish you good health and longevity."

A few days later, the government of Time ordered the shrine maidens guarding and monitoring No.[-] Honmaru to evacuate.In addition to regularly sending someone to take care of Kong Chan's daily life, the human traces are reduced to the minimum.Instead, there is an endless stream of men with swords who want to let the lord remember themselves. They happily accompany her to spend a pleasant week, trying various recreational activities known from Fenling.After admiring the flowers, watching the snow, cooking tea, listening to the singing and painting of the red maple outside the window, a farewell banquet was held on a night when fireflies were flying.

"Master Kong Chan, it's time to leave."

The last shrine maiden around changed her into a red kimono, which made the little girl Yuxue even more cute.

This is the only time in hundreds of years that the god judge walked out of the castle tower by himself, and the loyal swords were lined up in two rows to watch the lord leave.

It's time to let go of her responsibilities and take a good rest. In order to protect the history of mankind from ancient times to the present, she has given everything.

"My lord, there will be a time later."

Sanriyue Zongjin stood at the forefront, squatting down to keep eye level with the girl: "My good boy, I hope there are only encouragements by your side, and flowers under your feet."

The other men with swords followed him as if they had made an appointment and offered their most sincere blessings one after another, sending her out of Honmaru all the way until she was swallowed by the transmitted light.

"Ahh~ the bird in the cage is going to sleep again. I don't know who will wake us up next time." The pink-haired sword fighting for the world looked sleepy, and his elder brother clasped his hands together: "I hope the Lord will meet you again!" Bad luck turned into good luck, safe and smooth.”

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The government of the time.

The headquarters is located in the cloud, and the rapid development of science and technology allows human beings to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods. It is just a floating island, and nothing is impossible.

Sora Chan was led by the Miko to the console in the center of the main ring.The attendees around were all dressed in black, with white flowers on their chests, solemn and solemn, and came to see her off.

"Kuchan is just a code name, you don't have a name yet, right? I'm sorry! If you don't mind, please accept the name Miyata Hiyori..." The miko who accompanied her through the last period of time tried to smile, and by tidying up the girl Chance of Clothes whispered: "Miyata is the surname of the human who took your gene sample."

The whole process showed no expression and no emotional response, the girl who seemed to be a living god looked up at this strange witch, and nodded slowly to accept: "Okay."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The witch cried with joy: "Please be happy and live a healthy life."

Only in this way can the sins on us be lessened.

The teleportation device was activated, and time was simulated as a river winding past the girl's feet.She looked down at the honey-like broken stars and gravel flowing, and a firm but gentle force came from behind: "Go, don't be afraid!"

The girl was pushed into the torrent of time, and all the witnesses bowed their heads in silence.Human beings have exiled the "gods" created by themselves, and miracles will never appear again from now on.

The miko who pushed her down knelt on her knees and raised her hands above her head to the sky.Everyone couldn't react in time, seeing her slam into the sharp corner of the controller—if gods really exist...

"Save people quickly! Quick!"

The congressmen present at the meeting did not expect such a development, and they all shouted for security.The witch who fell to the ground was soon carried down, and the blood dripping on the altar was wiped clean.

While many people breathed a sigh of relief, they secretly rejoiced in their hearts: Fortunately, that little monster-like artificial man was executed in time.

Otherwise, if she is awakened one day, there is no guarantee that she will not be hung on the street lamp by such crazy believers.