A broken waist warning from a god judge

Tsurumaru Kuninaga is a surprisingly patient person.

Many people thought that he was fond of joking and pranks, so they put the lively and outgoing label on Tsurumaru's head, and inherited this inherent impression without changing it.

But in fact, even if it is an ordinary "surprise", you need to wait patiently until the moment when the other party puts down his guard, otherwise the effect of scaring will not be achieved at all.

Just waiting for a meal outside the door did not make Tsurumaru feel anxious.He followed Yingwan with a decent smile, and as he walked, his eyes fell on the reconstructed courtyard scenery, trying to figure out Yunjin's preferences.

Isn't this a very common thing, as a subordinate, of course you have to be considerate and considerate, otherwise how can you guide that god judge to follow his own ideas?

He didn't care about wasting time, he was only worried that the other party didn't want to give him a chance to get in touch, so that there was no room for all the plans to be implemented.

Fortunately, his application for a meeting was approved. This step was a small step, but it was extremely important.

With a sigh of satisfaction in his heart, Tsurumaru withdrew his distracted attention, pulled himself together, and said hello to Yunjin.

"I remember you."

Yunjin remembered Fu Sangshen who stood in front of her when she first came to Honmaru: "You said a lot of things at that time, but I just didn't understand them."

Imai was not interested in helping with the translation, so Hotaru could only take over the task.

However, he did not have the euphemistic habit of Taiko Zhong Zhenzong, and he directly conveyed what Yunjin said, and successfully harvested a stiff white crane.

As always, the upright judge of the gods caused a serious blow to Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Hotaru also composed the lines in her heart, and then suppressed the smile that was rising up, so as to prevent the embarrassment of laughing out of control 10 minutes ago again.

It's okay to laugh, but I'm afraid that the interrogator will curiously ask them why they laugh.

This, this... If you really ask, how should they answer it?

Because you said the candlestick cut him the shortest.

If he dared to answer like that, Candlestick Cut would definitely disregard the situation and draw his sword out of its sheath to harvest their lives.

So try to hold back, at least it's safe.

"I've forgotten what was said then."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked directly at his stupid behavior, and then turned over the page: "This time, I have something else to ask you."

"There's another problem."

Yun Jin sighed with emotion: "Then tell me."

She added a set of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" to the drafted tutoring book list, and put a bracket after the title of the book, and marked it with the words "Children's Edition".

"In the past half a month, the swordsmen in this pill have been waiting for the task scroll of the current affairs. According to common sense, as long as there is a god judge who takes office, no matter whether he is willing to participate in the battle or not, this task scroll will be delivered every Monday. .”

"But we waited for two weeks, but we still haven't seen the scroll."

The last time they met with Dagger, they wanted to ask something related to the battle, but the situation was special at that time, so they chose other questions.

This time, Tsurumaru Kuninaga decided not to waste this rare opportunity, and first resolved the major issues that everyone cared about.

If he continued to suffocate in this pill like this, let alone he couldn't stay still, some militants probably couldn't suppress the bloodthirsty factor in their bodies.

Swords are murder weapons, and they are made to kill enemies in battle. Regardless of whether they end up on this path or not, their mission at the beginning of their birth is this.

And as the knife in the hands of the god judge, the enemy pointed by the tip of the knife is more accurate. Killing all the time retrograde troops who are trying to change is the meaning of coming here.

"You said this."

Yun Jin thought for a while and sorted out her words: "This is the buffer time given to me by the Government of Time."

However, what is embarrassing is that she dedicated the time spent on grinding the relationship to forging the knife.

Who made her body a hammer? As a hammer, isn't it the right way to clink every day? Is a hammer that doesn't strike iron still a hammer?

Yun Jin, who had finished her self-suggestion, was full of confidence.

"……is that so."

No wonder Sanri Yue Zongjin contacted Shizheng and didn't get an accurate reply. The source of the matter is here.

"Then what do you mean now?"

Tsurumaru asked with a good temper: "You have been in Honmaru for almost 20 days. Before you came, we had been doing nothing here for three months. The hand holding the knife picked up the horse brush hoe, and the blade was blunt."

I can help you sharpen it.

Yun Jin subconsciously wanted to reply to him, and then realized that the other party was secretly expressing dissatisfaction.

"That's fine."

Just because I can stay in the forging room for half a month without going out does not mean that other people can do the same thing. According to the information given by Shizheng, these fusangshen are all active on the front line, and rarely have time to relax effort.

After lying down for more than half a month, not only the knife became blunt, but the waist should also be crisp.

——It seems that they have found the root cause that they can break with a hammer.

"Sure enough, it's better to go out."

Touching her chin, Yunjin found a fragile reason for these fragile Fusangshen: "Then I will apply to the current affairs now. For the battlefield, can I choose some more difficult ones?"

"can."

I didn't expect the judge to be so easy to talk. Tsurumaru Kuniyong has a kind of emptiness that I can't force the other party to fall down. He is a good performer and he achieves his goal before he plays the scene. This makes people who are used to the roundabout way He felt out of place.

"For the first time, I will follow."

After choosing the battlefield with a difficulty factor of five stars, Yun Jin put forward his own opinion: "Jian Jian and Ying Wan must go together, their strength after reforging has not yet been tested; He was barely forged by me."

"For the rest, call the taiko bell, you and the little brother next to you, just enough."

Yun Jin, who knew these six, put them all into the team.

The current affairs notice came very quickly, and they didn't expect that the newly appointed God Judge would start working before the stipulated time limit was given for a full month.

Recalling that petite figure, the staff felt a little guilty, as if they were exploiting child labor.

The most important thing is that she actually chose a very difficult battlefield, which made them panic and panic. They were afraid that another application form would fly in later, and the entourage on it included her name.

Well, it was such a coincidence that the next second, an application form with the word Yunjin written on it came over.

An additional application is required to go out accompanied by a god judge, and you must pass the review before you can go together. After all, the battlefield is not a shopping mall, and you will be injured if you are not careful.In this kind of complex Honmaru, the god judges will basically not accompany them to prevent accidents.

The staff full of entanglements hesitated to stamp the passing stamp, and couldn't hold back, and put a sticky note in the receipt.

"What's written on it?"

It is a pity that in the four major items of listening, speaking, reading and writing, Yunjin has made a little progress in listening, and the rest is almost completely blind.

"It says, I wish you success in your first battle."

After Yingwan finished reading, he clipped the sticky note back: "The god judge, you can continue to rest, I will inform the people who will go out tomorrow."

He backed out, closed the door, and took out the scrawled note to read it again.

【If you are under duress, just blink】

This is a "good" idea thought up by some mentally handicapped person. Could it be that my judge understands it and blinks, and you can come to save her immediately? Isn't it funny?

Hotaru, who had never been in contact with current political people before, realized the greatness of the crescent moon at this moment.

"Huh? I'm the one who will go out this time?"

Miriyue looked at Yingwan who came to inform her specially, and asked again: "Generally speaking..."

"This is decided by the judge."

Hotaru looked different from usual, which made Fu Sangshen, who was as calm as a mirror, couldn't help but think a little more.

"Hotaru." He stopped the colleague who was about to leave, "Apart from that, does the interrogator have anything else to say?"

A little bit, just a little bit of information.

He looked at Hotaru with anticipation, hoping to get some hints.

"……Gone."

Fu Sangshen, who was tall and straight like a young man, walked away quickly, leaving behind Sanri Yue Zongjin, who had particularly strange eyes.

Could it be that the influence of current affairs staff can still play a role across time and space?

The importance of that ordinary sticky note in Hotaru's heart increased accordingly. After notifying everyone, he returned to the small courtyard and sat on the edge of the corridor with the swordsmith, watching the winding stream flow. , and there is a lively red carp wagging its tail inside.

"This, I'll leave it to you to deal with."

He handed the note to the knifesmith.

As a valet, he should convey all the information accurately, especially if the interrogator does not understand Japanese, he should not be fooled, but he still did so.

The knifesmith didn't speak, and after taking the things, he continued to put his little hands in his hands, as if nothing had happened.

Not moving like a mountain.

Hotaru thought of this sentence inexplicably, and there is such a character hidden in a corner that he never noticed, which is really an eye-opener.

"Please give me more advice in the future."

His voice was very soft, but extraordinarily solemn.

"Please advise."

The swordsmith nodded slightly in response.