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

When Moya was in the military school, he heard a theory called: The relationship between men is played out.

If one fight isn't enough, fight two.

Moya didn't fight with swords in her original Honmaru, because at that time she simply regarded the sword as a sword, as the sword in the master's hand, it was supposed to point to where to hit, just like the weapon in her hand The same obedient.But her final fate made her understand that once the swords turned into human forms, they are no longer swords, they are even more human, and she should treat them the way she treats people and comrades-in-arms.

And as a person who studied in a military academy since he was a child, and his lifelong ideals and goals are inseparable from the army, the trick Moya can think of to break into this strange Honmaru is straightforward——

beat.

One meal is not enough for two beatings, until they accept and obey themselves.

Moya is not afraid of fighting.

Back then, her sword practice in Honmaru was at full level, and she went out with them to fight against the retrograde army, and her strength was not inferior at all. If it weren't for her being a god judge, she felt that she could get a reputation.So now facing this group of swords that have not been trained to the full level, she thinks she has the strength to fight.

She changed into lighter clothes, walked into the closet room, and started preparatory activities.

On the other side, the Swordsmen, who were confused by the words of the new God-inspector, sat around discussing the new aunt's intentions.

"...Does she not want to come to our Honmaru? So why don't you just fight and let the government take her away if you get injured?"

California Qingguang's mind was wide open, and the other blades thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the purpose of this new aunt, so they could only admit that the only answer was the real answer.

"It doesn't matter. Since she asked for a fight, let's hit it hard and give this aunt a surprise."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, as the only rare sword among the twelve-handled swords in Honmaru, is also the most practiced sword. Unable to suppress the dark side of his heart, he settled the next meeting with the God Judge with a hoarse voice. The tone of the battle——

Hit whatever you want, just hold your breath.

……

An hour passed quickly, and under the leadership of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the swordsmen lined up one by one according to the practice level, and they all came to the hand room.

The five tigers retreated to the last one. He hugged his cub who loves to be coquettish the most, followed by four cubs with different patterns, and followed the big team to the hand room. The judge who came.

The new aunt is a beautiful girl.

She has a slender waist, slender legs and a pleasant voice. Although she wears thick glasses, she can still see the delicate facial features of the new aunt with the keen detection of a short knife.

...Better looking than the god judges who came before, and also weaker than them, is she really going to fight her brother?Will she...will she die?

Wu Hutui hugged his little tiger tightly, looked worriedly at the girl standing alone in the center, and then lowered his head and stroked the hair on his little tiger's head the moment her eyes glanced over.

He heard her say: "Which one of you will go first?"

Then he paused and said, "Forget it, let's go together."

Wuhu Tui didn't react, and held the tiger stiffly. His brother Yaken and Mr. Tsurumaru had already rushed up with swords, one left and one right, flanking both sides.

He saw the weak girl in his eyes standing there, motionless, and whispered at the moment when the two swords were about to touch her:

"Moonstep."

She raised her foot and violated gravity in the blink of an eye. Uh, although the five tigers don't understand gravity, they did violate the law of gravity and left the ground like walking steps. They appeared in midair, and then flipped back in the air——

"Lan feet."

Wuhu Tui didn't even see each other's movements clearly in the air, when he heard two loud bangs—Mr. Tsurumaru and Brother Yaoken collided with the wall of the hand room, were seriously injured, and fell to the ground.

Five Tigers retreated quickly to check on their brother's situation, while the rest of the swords looked at each other, grabbed the hilt of the sword and yelled various lines and rushed forward——

"Land's Foot Bai Lei."

"bang bang bang"

The five tigers retreated and turned around, only him was left standing there with a blade in the hands and swords room that was still full of swords.He drew his sword out for a while, then rushed over, roaring with tears in his eyes.

"Iron block."

He heard the man murmuring, and then he slashed the man's shoulder with a knife, making a "bang" sound like being cut on a piece of iron, and the interrogator was not injured at all.

In the next second, he felt that his hand holding the sword was controlled, and his strength was lost——

The five tigers retreated and were seriously injured.

In less than 5 minutes, in the entire hand-closed room, only Moya, the judge of the gods, was still standing there intact. Her face was cold and her breathing was slow, just like what everyone saw when they opened the door just now, but at this moment the swordsmen no longer dared I underestimated this weak looking girl.

Moya took off his glasses, took out a glasses cloth from his pocket, wiped them, put them on again, raised his chin and said:

"I am Moya, the god judge. From today onwards, I will be the god judge of this pill according to the order of the time government."

"I don't need you to call me a general, and I don't need you to recognize me as the master. I will strictly follow the provisions of Article 113 of the "Sword and Sword Rights Protection Law" formulated by the Shizhi government to perform my duties as a god judge. I also hope that you will follow the above The sword duty written matches my work."

She looked in the direction of the five tigers retreating, and for a moment she seemed to see something in her memory, her thinking stopped for a moment, and then resumed in the next second.

"Don't expect me to pamper you,"

"Don't expect me to live with you every day,"

"We're just a partner relationship."

"Our mission is to protect history, eliminate the retrograde army, and save all mankind!"

She stood up straight and was indescribably good-looking. It was only at this moment that the five tigers retreated to find the strong muscles under the clothes of the god judge and the murderous aura contained in her body like a sword.

"Now, all the staff are disbanded, and they will go to the house by themselves. We will gather at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada will come to the gate of Honmaru one hour in advance to sign for the express delivery ingredients to make breakfast, and press and cut Hasebe..."

"Come and find me in the upstairs office at 07:30 from the Pressing and Cutting Canggu Department."

After finishing speaking, she clapped her hands subconsciously, turned around and left the blood-smelling hands-on room.

……

This time, there is no sword asking what to do next... Winners and losers are the principles they learned from their masters when they participated in these historical wars as swords.

They are swords, influenced by the former master, and abide by such principles.

Of course, they also have a principle called "the dog jumps over the wall when it is in a hurry", so let's put this aside.

Since the judge had defeated them, he was obviously much stronger than them. If they lost, of course they had to accept the punishment.Moreover, this judge has a very different style of work from the previous judges, with a face of "I don't know you well, we are just colleagues, so don't come to know me well", looks...

"I don't know why, but it looks a lot like Big Kuri Sauce."

Candlestick cut suddenly murmured when he was picked up by Wuhu Tui and Yaoyan, two short knives that had been repaired, and threw them into the repair pool.

Five Tigers Tui and Yaoyan both thought of the indifference of Da Juli when he came to this Honmaru, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was lying in the restoration pool next door, laughed:

"'I'm Daikurigara. I have nothing to say. I'm not interested in joining you'...?"

Shin Okuri on the side picked up Tsurumaru's body sword and threw it over:

"I'm not like that guy!"

It attracted the laughter of other swordsmen.

...This is probably the most relaxing moment since they were born in this Honmaru, no need to worry about the future, no need to be afraid of the future.

……

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Early next morning

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada opened his eyes at 06:30, tidied up the room, changed three sets of clothes and still chose the internal service, then opened the door, walked to the main gate of Honmaru, and began to play his former main role after receiving the ingredients. Skills other than kendo that I have learned.

On the other side, Yakiri Hasebe stood in front of the God Inspector's office on the second floor as early as seven o'clock, waiting for the God Inspector Moya who got up early and came back from the morning run.

"Come so early? Didn't you say 07:30?"

She opened the door of the office and asked casually.And behind her, Hasebe, who had been silent for a long time, said:

"Because... I have something to tell my lord."

She turned around and looked at the strange sword she had never touched before.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe touched his heart with one hand, and knelt down on one knee:

"I'm Yaki Hasebe. As long as it's my lord's order, I'll do it for you no matter what."

"That, pressing..."

"If possible, I would rather you call me Hasebe than Yaki. Because that name comes from the barbaric behavior of the former owner."

Moya compromised: "Okay, Hasebe."

"What orders do you have, my lord? I will do it for you if you attack the temple with fire!"

"No... I just need you to help me go to the warehouse to check how many materials are left after last night's swordsman entry, and then write it on this blackboard, together with the few pieces of paper on the table Post it in the main hall..."

"Follow the will of the Lord."

Hasebe picked up the things on the table and turned around, then was stopped by his new lord again.

"Hasebe..."

"My lord?"

"Well... nothing, just... no, nothing, you go to work."

Moya watched Hasebu go downstairs and stayed alone in the office for a long time.

It's just... why didn't you appear in my original Honmaru?If the original Honmaru had you, wouldn't they and I not have reached the final step...

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Eight o'clock, on time for dinner.

For the first time in the early morning, Honmaru lingered with a rice fragrance, which made people feel happy and satisfied.

Although Wuhu Tui and Jinjian have survived as swords for a long time, the childlike appearance of the dagger in human form also made them very childlike. They ran immediately and opened the door of the restaurant before everyone— —

What came into view was the interrogator who hanged and beat them last night... and a frog beside her.

The frog is a small one, sitting on a chair raised by stacking books, holding a small spoon in its paws, with triangular eyes, eating the meal prepared for it by the candlestick in front of it with a serious face, Turn a deaf ear to the noise of the outside world.

This small look, this small expression, the height of these two heads and a half, instantly hit the hearts of the swords who were already seated.

The little tiger in Wuhutui's hand struggled a bit, struggled out of Wuhutui's hand, jumped onto the dining table, faced the frog, sniffed and sniffed it closely, then opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked the frog. His face was licked over and over again.

Seeing that Wu Hutui was extremely nervous, while secretly grabbing the little tiger by its tail and dragging it back, he looked closely at the examiner who had left a stern impression on him from the first sight of meeting.

The little frog wiped the drool off his face and continued to eat calmly.And not far from it, the judge seemed to remember that there was a frog beside him, so he raised his head and introduced it to everyone:

"This is my pet traveling frog, just call it Little Frog."

The frog probably heard its own name, croaked, and stared at the swords.