A broken waist warning from a god judge

Filled with anticipation and fear, the door that Fusangshen had waited for for half a month finally opened.These days, they didn't have the right to fight, and the insiders didn't dare to give up, so they just worried and divided their attention into the majority and the minor.

Most of it was placed in the courtyard where the judge was, and the other half was just to remind myself not to bump into the wall while walking.

"Open, open, open!"

Ranto Shiro, who was wandering around the yard in a trance like a zombie, was refreshed and threw the brush in his hand into the grass next to him.The dagger in Honmaru reacted the fastest, and when they saw them running in a certain direction, the rest of them suddenly realized and followed them.

Big and small, tall and short, wearing the inner fan uniform and not bringing swords with them, they lined up outside the yard, patiently looking at the gate with only a small slit, waiting for the protagonist to appear on the stage.

A gust of wind blew through, and a piece of white paper in the shape of a human was squeezed out from the crack of the door, and it landed gently on the ground.

"Yah~"

Paper Shikigami stood up, combed the little red beard on his hair, turned around and pulled out a larger piece of paper from the crack of the door.

His face without facial features just showed confusion and bewilderment. He walked to the left of the line and looked at each one from the first one.

The Fusangshen were very nervous. They didn't know where the trouble was coming from. They took it for granted that this was an order from the God Judge. For example, pick another Fusangshen to go in and beat him?

So which "lucky" colleague was selected and won such an honor?

The little fat leg took another step, and stopped in front of Candlestick Qie Guangzhong.

Taidao Fusangshen, who had a gentle smile on his face, froze in place. He thought about it, but he really didn't consider the reality that he was picked.After all, he is just a fairly ordinary Fusangshen, and because he is easy to obtain, he is even called the Six Heavenly Kings of Africa together with several other swordsmen.

Well, Candlestick Kiri himself doesn't like this kind of statement very much. Swords and swords each have their own dignity and pride. They are treated lightly just because they are easy to acquire, and they are even thrown in Honmaru to take care of some trivial matters. To him, it is an insult There is no difference.

However, as a member of the big group of swordsmen, he has no way to change this situation. He can only comfort himself by saying that no matter what position he is in, he can shine.

It's too sad that the dignified Taidao Fusangshen has been reduced to relying on cooking skills to enhance his presence.

"Yah~"

The paper shikigami shook the paper in his hand, waking Candekiri who was in deep thought.

"Is this for me?"

The size was too big for Shikigami, but it was the normal size in Candlestick Kirito's hands. Looking at the crooked square characters on it, he felt that this was not a field he could step into at will.

"San Ri Yue Dian, please."

Candlestick cut handed the paper to Mikazuki Zongjin, quite annoyed in his heart, and put learning Chinese on the agenda.

If there is a [-] in [-] possibility that the judge wants to reuse himself, but has communication problems due to language differences, and then chooses someone else, then it will be useless to regret it all the time.

There are so many people, and there is only one chance. If he didn't prepare in advance, there must be someone who is ready to stand up.

"You are welcome."

San Riyue took the paper and took a look, the neatly arranged dish names on it made him chuckle: "Candlestick cut the palace, please don't be nervous, the content written by the god judge is just asking you to make more delicious dishes." It's just food."

It's cooking again.

Candlestick Chee smiled helplessly, in addition to being full of disappointment in his heart, he also had a sense of acceptance of "as expected".

His name and the kitchen have become a binding relationship, no matter who it is, the god judge or Fu Sangshen, they put him in the position of the cook, ignoring his desire for the battlefield.

"The god judge wants to eat something, I'll do it now."

The black-haired Taidao waited for Sanriyue to help him translate the name of the dish into a language he could understand. Otherwise, did he want to use his imagination to freely use those words that he didn't understand the meaning at all?

This is far too difficult.

Obediently waiting by the side, the silent shikigami watched the interaction between the two Fusangami, and began the next task.

He walked to the door and slipped in through the crack of the door.Seeing the disappearance of the only thing connected with the God-inspector, the swords sighed with regret. The next second, the door was pulled open from the inside amidst their sighs.

A familiar stranger stepped out of the door.

This feeling seemed familiar, and they had this feeling when they saw the adult-sized Imaiken.In connection with what happened before, this young man who fits the Odachi setting from his appearance to his height must be Hotaru who disappeared for half a month.

"The candlestick cuts the hall, this is the ingredient designated by the God Judge."

His voice is no longer crisp, playful and lively is replaced by the steady and mature of an adult, and the cute hairstyle when he was a child has also changed into a more refreshing short hair style. A bundle of hair hung down the back with a small green ring.

"Firefly Firefly Firefly Ball?!"

Ai Ran Guojun jumped three feet high, and the finger pointing at the young man was trembling. Exclamation marks of various sizes swiped the screen in his heart, and he couldn't say anything else for a long time.

"it's me."

Hotaru nodded in acknowledgment, and passed the jar in his hand forward: "The candlestick cuts the temple, and I entrust you to cook these ingredients. She has been in the forging room without sleep for so many days. Eat something to supplement nutrition, you will definitely faint from hunger."

In fact, Yunjin was carried out by shikigami, which shocked Yingwan who had been soaking in the cooling pool to cool down.

Yunjin, who was hungry, sleepy and extremely tired, held up her last strength and wrote down a recipe she had always dreamed of, asking Shikigami to take it out first, and see which Fusangshin could make it.

The swordsmith gave Shikigami clear instructions, saying that there is a black-haired and golden-eyed Fu Sangshen who is good at this, and he will come back and return after the paper is handed over to him.

Afterwards, Yunjin entrusted Yingwan with the ingredients she had prepared from the panda bag, and fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. If it wasn't for her steady breathing, Yingwan would have rushed out and called the doctor in.

"Are you sure you want to cook with this thing?"

The candlestick is hard to explain, and he is not blind. The glass jar contains gemstones of different colors. According to the good appetite of the god judge, he must treat them as a staple food.

Very good, then here comes the question, how can he, who has not cut off the power of the stone, cut this red gemstone into small pieces, and then make an extremely delicious spicy chicken?

——Isn’t this really cheating me!

"I believe you can do it."

Hotaru said that with a dignified righteousness, he forcefully stuffed the jar into Candlestick Kiri's hand, with an expression full of trust, as if what he was handing over was a certain world.

"Heh, heh."

The black-haired Fu Sangshen just wanted to throw the blindfold on the ground and announce loudly that he quit.

But in reality, he held the jar with a good temper, expressing that he would try his best to fulfill the request of the judge.

Candlestick Che, who left with the recipe and ingredients, had an inexplicable sense of desolation from his back, and saw that the swordsmen felt sympathetic.

Taigu Zhong Zhenzong endured and endured, and after dawdling on the spot for a long time, he still couldn't hold back and quietly followed behind.This Candlestick Qie Guangzhong, who had shrunk in size, was not the one he remembered, but he didn't want to see Candlestick Qie Guangzhong become this pitiful.

"Hey, doesn't our judge have anything else to say?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga came out and skillfully blocked Hotaru: "Half a month has passed, and that lord has nothing else to say?"

Could it be you, a close servant, who falsely preached the imperial decree?

He provoked other people's suspicion of Hotaru, perhaps in order to hear the answer clearly, the swords surrounded him little by little, forming a faint circle.

"What do you want to hear."

Hotaru was extraordinarily calm, her emerald green eyes did not fluctuate, and she didn't feel a little nervous about the situation where she was surrounded.

"Is it because you are Fu Sangshen, or you want to ask how I became what I am now."

He stared at Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "All the answers are with the God Judge. If you want to hear it, you can talk about it after she is full."

"Is it useful to tell them this?"

Leaning against the wall and still yawning, Jin Jian taunted: "No matter how much you say, it's better to experience it yourself, and you are too timid to go forward. If that adult admits your identity as the Sword Fusangshen, you will be able to do it yourself." It's truly ridiculous."

"you!"

"Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Shi Jinjian is not afraid of anyone when he is still a dagger, and he will not lie to the judges who he does not like, and will even trick the other party to attack him, and beat his boss openly with justifiable reasons for self-defense.

As for him who has been reforged back to the Odachi, there is nothing to restrict him.

"Speaking of which, that adult still owes me a promise."

Jin Jian stepped forward and forced the crowd to make way: "Do you mind if I go in with you, as a companion, I have a lot to say to you."

"Please."

Hotaru, who had no intention of arguing with others, nodded and walked ahead to open the road.

Jin Jian followed leisurely behind, with a wild and presumptuous smile on his face, able to arouse the hidden anger in others' hearts.