[Comprehensive] The judge of the gods teaches you to make a blade

While Moya and Hachisuka Kotoru didn't know what the other was doing, this one single-handedly ignited the anger of the entire venue/lounge.

Everyone/Ben glared at this person, wishing to tear them into pieces, but for Moya and Hachisuka who have been poisonous all the time and never cared what was in the heart of their own poisonous tongue, this kind of killing They didn't feel anything at all—

Ignoring the hateful eyes of those who are poisoned is a skill that every poisoned person must practice.

On the venue, the occasions belonging to Moya continued.

"A god judge is someone who judges the authenticity of a god, listens to the oracle, and guides and persuades the god who descended into the world!" Moya said to the fat girl who just stood up and refuted her with the words of the leader of the alliance. .

"We were chosen from various worlds to leave our hometowns and relatives to hide in this gap in time and space because the time-traveling army is destroying the history of our respective worlds. The purpose of summoning Fusangshen is to guide them and let them stand on the side of human beings. This side is fighting for the history and future of mankind!"

She pointed out their real purpose of being god judges, as well as the real purpose of the sword Fusangshen's existence in the world.

"Who pays your wages? Pays Sangshen?"

"When you came to apply for a god judge, the government of time told you that the reason why you came here is to lead Honmaru to farm swords, drink tea, and fall in love?"

"I confuse such an important and sacred profession as a nanny plus a pet breeder, and I am proud to share my pet raising experience and parenting experience at a fixed time every month... I am also convinced."

"I'm really glad that Honmaru exists in the gap of time and space according to the setting and cannot be found by others, otherwise you might have been beaten to death by the angry youths in your own world long ago!"

The fat judge was so angry at the last sentence, he stood there aggressively, and slapped his chubby palm on the conference table.

There was a "snap" and a violent sound, which made the judge who was sitting next to her in a pink princess dress with lace fringe tremble.

Moya raised his eyebrows, and before the fat interrogator could speak, he took the microphone up from the stand with one hand. With luck, the other hand slapped down on the table of the rostrum——

"Click"

The wooden table was split in half down the middle.

"Boom"

The rostrum that was divided into two halves finally couldn't support it and fell down.

"..."

"Gudong"

I don't know who has such a tacit understanding, they swallowed together, and the sounds of swallowing together made a loud sound... This scene is embarrassing no matter how you look at it.

The chubby girlish judge stopped talking and sat down resentfully. Then a sharp and small voice came out from the group of judges present:

"Why do you say that about us!"

The voice paused for a moment, and as if it had found something to rely on, the voice became louder and more confident.

"Do you know how much effort we have put in to be a qualified judge?! Have you seen how hard and tired we are for the swords every day?! You don't know what you are talking about!"

Moya put one hand in his trouser pocket and held the microphone in the other. He moved to a more comfortable standing position:

"who are you?"

"Stand up and talk to me."

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Another golden beesus, Ka Huche, stepped out from the golden team.

In the rest room, the original scene where the swords were huddled together in twos and threes no longer exists. Hachisuka Toru of Moya's family, wearing bronze armor, stands in the center of the lounge. Suga surrounded them with the rest of the swords, and retreated tacitly, leaving them a space enough to start the competition.

Two swords with the same face stood facing each other, and they drew out their own swords hanging from their waists, and assumed the same posture.

"Let's take a good look at the cutting ability of the real product!"

The gleaming golden Hachisuka roared, and charged forward with the sword in hand.

On the other side, Hachisuka of the Moya family, wearing a bronze armor, blocked the attack from Jin Shining from the opposite side, and did not forget to attack on the spiritual level:

"Do you know where the flaws in Hachisuka Kotoru's sword technique are?"

He maintained that sneering expression, which annoyed Jin Glitter even more. The swords around him who were injured by Hachisuka's map gun were first startled by his words, and then shouted for another one in unison. Hachisuka cheers up:

"Don't listen to him confuse you! He's blowing you up!"

"This is a psychological tactic, don't be influenced, Hachisuka!"

"Come on, Hachisuka! Give this fake Toru a good look!"

The glittering golden Hachisuka attacked again, and was blocked again by the sneering Hachisuka of the Moya family.

"The biggest flaw in Hachisuka Kotoru's sword technique is that it is slow!"

On the surface, he looked much more relaxed than the golden bling on the other side. He didn't launch an attack, but continued to attack with his mouth while defending.

"It's not that your charging speed is slow, but that your speed is slow when you swing your sword every move! I don't need to think about it at all. I just need to see where your armor moves, and I know what your next move will be—"

"For example, this move is to attack the right side."

As he said that, he dodged to the left, and Hachisuka's knife, which was shining golden on the opposite side, just slashed to the right.

"Next, the head."

He bent down to avoid the attack of the knife sweeping from above.

"And then the left side."

"Then it's the order."

"Right."

"Left."

"superior."

"..."

Every knife just avoided the opponent's attack, and every move seemed to have spare power.

The swordsmen, who were cheering up and booing at first, followed Hachisuka Kotoru of Moya's family to say the next move of the opposite Hotoru again and again, the enthusiastic momentum gradually turned into silence, and then declined.

"...It was actually predicted. Is it really too slow?" A knife couldn't help but doubt.

"Look carefully, it seems that you can really tell from the movement of the armor!" A red-haired short knife with a higher detection value than other swords suddenly spoke.

In the center of the lounge, Hachisuka, who was full of venomous tongue attributes, did not stop his venomous tongue attack because of the swords around him and the one-sided situation, but continued his efforts:

"In order to let your god judges see at a glance that Hachisu Ka Kotoru is the real thing in the Hotoche sword, you polished your armor very well..."

"Will it be discovered by the retrograde army every time you hide with other swords every time you go out?"

He dodged the attack again, knocking the gleaming gold armor from behind.

"If you have this little time to put effort into polishing your armor, don't you have time to practice your sword skills a few more times while wearing the armor to speed up your speed?!"

"So you care about fakes and genuine ones, do you think you are going to a human museum to be offered for people to visit?"

Hachisuka Hucheru said this, paused for a moment, then took the initiative to attack, turned around to avoid another attack from Jin Glittering, and then used the back of the knife to Jin Glittering Hachisuka's knee outside the armor at the moment that everyone expected. Knock here--

"puff"

Hachisuka, who was suffering from pain, knelt on the floor of the lounge, panting heavily.

"Liar, liar, right? What happened just now?" Another golden golden Hachisuke couldn't believe it.

"Is there any dagger that saw clearly the movement of the bronze Hachisuka just now?" The redhead who said that he saw the movement of the golden glitter Hachisuka clearly sent the dagger Aizen Kunitoshi amplified his voice.

"..." However, no short knife answered his question aloud.

Wearing a bronze armor, Hachisuka Kotoru, a different species, stood in the center of the rest room. The sky was calm and the wind was light. Standing upright made the swordsmen feel indescribably elegant.

"I am completely different from your group of pet knives."

"I came to this world, and I came as a god to receive human's prayers and guard their history." He sneered triumphantly.

"I am indeed a sword, but now I am Fusangshen, with my own thoughts, I can live and fight like my previous masters!"

Hachisuka recalled the words that his own god judge told him back then, modified it, and repeated it to all the swords and swords present:

"For human beings, judging a person's pros and cons by blood lineage without looking at the person's moral character is an extremely base thing."

"The same goes for Fu Sangshen."

"Whether I am genuine or not, I just need to know for myself. As a genuine product, I hope to cherish and love myself. I will take good care of myself! Even if I sit with imitations and fakes, will I be recognized as Yamabukiri Is it? By comparison..."

He looked at the bee whisker He Huche who still hadn't reacted yet and was kneeling on the ground:

"If you want me to wag my tail and beg for pity at the god judge like a dog, and fight with other sword Fusangshen to fight to the death... I might as well just go to the knife solution room and kill myself!"

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At the venue, a thin, tall, dark girl stood up and reported her name and Honmaru number to Moya. Moya looked her up and down:

"I'm Moya, the god judge, the god judge of the 2018210 Honmaru, and my Honmaru is currently ranked 128th in the practice field. I have been the god judge of the Honmaru for one year and three months,"

When she said this, she took a deep breath, and then finished what she was going to say in one go.

"During this period, he led the sword out 340 times, beheaded tens of thousands of retrograde troops, wiped out nearly [-] retrograde troops from world planes, and rescued [-] key figures from the retrograde saber!"

The shining record is the capital of her standing here and looking at everyone proudly. The average daily data of leading the sword out of the battle surprised other god judges. Everyone looked at them with admiration or disbelief, she paused and asked:

"how about you?"

The thin, tall and dark interrogator blushed, opened his mouth several times, but didn't know what to say, looked around in confusion, but couldn't find anyone who could help her, and couldn't find anyone. A record that I can show off.

Moya didn't pay attention to this embarrassed interrogator any more, and continued to maintain her casual standing posture and said to all the interrogators:

"I'm curious, what do you call the sword? Master? Lord? General?"

Moya sneered.

"Calling you masters, do you really regard yourself as masters?"

"Why do people call you a beauty on the street? You know it's polite, and when you're called the master, you'll be superior? You also make new clothes for the swords, paint them with nail polish and wear high heels, and show off what delicious things these swords have done for you. It's delicious, fun, what did you say to you—"

"I like to be the owner so much and quit my job and return to the present world to raise a dog! If you want to listen to good words, raise a parrot! If you want to satisfy your self-cultivation, then get married and have children to harm your own children! If you don't want to use swords Luanwu game, stay at home and listen to the audio!"

Every time he said a word, the faces of the silly, white and sweet judges below turned red, and when Moya said the word "children", all the faces of the judges in the venue were as thin and tall as before. The dark judge was also red, and he didn't know whether it was shame or anger.

"This is the battlefield!"

"Don't you all read the monthly summary report issued by Shizheng?! Or do you just look at the active world map that Shizheng recently found out where there are many small judgments or which rare knives can be dug up?"

"Have you looked at the number of Honmaru's retrospective army that was written on it that month? At present, there are nearly [-] God-inspectors registered by the Shizhi government. Have you ever calculated that according to this data, an average Honmaru should be wiped out in a month?" How many retrograde troops? And have you held back?"

"Have you seen the number of god judges killed by the retrograde army this month written on the page in front of the event? The number of swords? The number of Honmaru? And those worlds that have been severely damaged and can no longer make up for history quantity?!"

"Have you ever calculated when the war will end according to this schedule? You plan to be the nanny for the whole life of Jian Fusangshen, right?"

Individual judges were said to bury their heads in their necks, shrinking their necks and weeping silently.

As he talked, Moya, who became more and more excited, took a deep breath and returned to the state of cynicism.

"Swords and swords call you generals, call you lords...do you deserve it?"

"As a general, you have to strategize and win thousands of miles on the battlefield. Can you do it? How many books on tactics have you read since you were a general of swordsmen? Which formation is incompatible with the formation?"

"As a lord, you must give your subordinates a clear goal, and let them work with you for the common goal! Is the goal you give them to please you in every possible way? Make each of you a concubine and a princess ?”

"Do you deserve it?" She suddenly said two words.

"Do you really think that wearing the clothes made by Sword, with the hair accessories and makeup selected by Sword for you, and being praised by Sword as 'The lord/general is so beautiful', you are really a beauty worthy of the title of Lord/General?"

"Have such confidence to pick up Ranto Shiro and look in the mirror together! With all due respect, most of you here are probably uglier than that boy!"

As she spoke, Moya's emotions became agitated again, and she couldn't help but began to complain about the content of the alliance meeting just now.

"I also specialize in the production of various sword strategy manuals, and an inventory of hobbies and hobbies... Do you think you are playing a love development strategy game? Give gifts to increase your favorability, and every day you meet each other. There are all kinds of ambiguous words, and finally let him fall in love with you Under the lace dress?"

Moya thought of the "Two or Three Things About the Sword Defenders Alliance" that Dr. Ueno gave her in the psychological consultation room.

The Union President's name is Mary, yes, no Sue.

Although she is not called Mary Sue, she has become a Mary Sue.

She still remembers how Dr. Ueno commented on the leader of this alliance:

"Obviously all the skills are not bad, but all her brains are used to flirt with the swordsmen. Her Honmaru... is only one step away from the dark fall."

Withdrawing from the digression, Moya continued to complain:

"I also introduce the best spots for traveling with swords this season... If you have the ability to apply to the government of time to see what the world that has been destroyed by the retrograde army looks like now? Look at the world where history has been changed Here, has the war stopped, are the celebrities you admire alive, are your ancestors still around?!"

"Unconditionally accept the request of the dark sword? Why don't you find out why they fell secretly when you have this opportunity? After you ask clearly, you dare to accept their request unconditionally. I respect you for being a man!"

"Isn't it nice to be surrounded by stars and moons by swords?"

"Isn't it fun to show off with your colleagues how much you love yourself and how much you love your sword?"

When Moya said these two sentences, he showed a hypocritical smile, and then instantly turned indifferent:

"It's still called the Sword Guardian Alliance, it's just called the Pet Breeding House."

"With such a group of Honmaru and God-inspectors, I can be in the top ten within half a year."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to have vented all the unhappiness in her heart, put down the microphone in her hand, and stuffed it into the hand of the conference host who was stunned by her bombardment, and passed through at this time. The dazed group of judges who were still too angry to speak came to the door of the lounge and opened the door of the lounge——

In the lounge, her family Hachisuka's back came into view.

"The movements are sloppy, too much attention is paid to the aesthetics and the attack power is neglected. At this level, it is still a famous sword... I don't need to use them one by one, I will single out a group of you with one blade... Ah, general!"

She heard Hachisuka Kotoru, whom she had always thought was the quietest, honest and well-behaved, standing in the middle of the lounge, kneeling down under a group of swords and swords that could be named and not named, her family Hachisuka There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"..." Moya, who had been calm since entering the venue, fell silent looking at Hachisuka, who completely subverted her imagination.

"Ah, General, is the meeting over?"

Standing opposite Hachisuka pretended that nothing happened just now, with erratic eyes, and began to change the subject.

"It seems that the opening is over, then... then, let's go to our battlefield before the sun goes down!"

Moya wondered whether his family Hachisuka was a genius, thinking that he should have completed the task assigned by Dr. Ueno, and finally chose to cooperate with Hachisuka's performance, leading his own knife and leaving the venue first.

Of course, accompanied by their departure, there was a unified sound of relief from the lounge and conference room.

……

With Moya's early departure, the next few new members of the God-Assessor Conference lost the fun of introducing themselves, and each of them spoke incoherently. Fortunately, the God-Assessors in the audience did not listen to their introduction The two sides maintained the cooperative attitude of "I'll applaud after you finished speaking" and quickly ended the final link. Under the sound of "the meeting was adjourned" by the leader of the alliance, they were not even happy to say hello to their friends, and led their own servants Ready to go back to Honmaru.

"Yamabagiri! Did you see the judge who left early!" The girl in the pink princess dress with lace walked ahead, bouncing around.

"...Mmm." Yamabuchi, who was walking behind her, responded silently.

"That person! That person is the goddess I told you about!" She looked back at Yamabagiri, her eyes full of stars.

"My goddess! Super temperament, super powerful! I went to her last time when I took a short knife and poor threat in the exercise field, I fascinated her, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, a good gentleman! You know you know Is it? I was almost scared by the violent aunt sitting next to me today, and the goddess slapped the table to avenge me!" With the thinking logic of a fan, she counted everything her goddess did today.

"She's so cool, have you seen the sword Fusangshen in her house?"

"...Well, it's Hachisuka."

"Oh my god, can Hachisuka be so handsome?" She was so happy, she didn't notice the wrong tone of her own Yamabachi.

"But Yamabagiri..."

"My goddess is right, we exist to eliminate the retrograde army... I will go and tell everyone in Honmaru to push up the map later, okay? By the way, we have been stuck in the Ikeda house map for a long time, it is time to Push it over! You can't hold back the big troops!"

"Okay." Yamabachi said in a low voice.

"By the way, Yamabuchi..."

"You didn't say something like 'imitation knife' to me! It's amazing!" The girl smiled with a little curiosity.

Yamabagiri looked at the smile of his own judge, thought of the Hachisuka Kotoru sitting next to him, which was completely different from other Hachisukas, and thought of the Yamabukiri in the Honmaru he had just described during the battle, he squeezed He squeezed the quilt and put down his hand again:

"Because... it is the sword to pay the mourning god."

His back straightened at the word.

Of course, not all Honmaru god judges have this attitude. On the other side, the thin, tall, dark and dark god judge who also carried a bechisuka Kotoru as a close attendant walked forward angrily, She didn't notice the awkward walking posture of the Hachisuka behind her, and walked forward on her own:

"I'd like to see if she is worthy of the current ten god judges with this kind of person!"

"Do you really think the top ten are so easy to get into?!"