Three-day moon in Wang Caili [Comprehensive]

"Master God Judge... Ah, my lord, he is a very nice person. Not only I think so, but everyone should think so, right?"

indeed.

In this Honmaru, no matter who you ask this question, you will get the same answer, perhaps with a surprised and natural expression.

Awakened by the spiritual power of the god judge, there are so many sword men gathered in Honmaru as the power to protect history, and their personalities are very different, but everyone has a good impression of the god judge.

Even if the filter bonus to the protagonist is removed, it is the same.This is very rare.

When he was still in Uruk, Imai told the amnesiac Mikazuki Zongjin something about the God Judge.Later, they slowly found their companions. They also had the idea of ​​trying, and occasionally talked about some past events to see if they could remind the old man who lost his memory.

I'm sorry, I didn't remember anything from just listening to it—but at least I learned a lot about it.

According to the swordsmen, Lord God Judge has a gentle personality, steady work, and no problem with his abilities.

And the main reason why he was able to win everyone's unanimous love and affection was that this god judge really cared about his attendants.

This concern must be impossible to fake.

Let's not talk about if it is really hypocritical, and the sword is not stupid, how could it not be felt.

Mostly, he treats swords who are not human like close family members.

"I am an orphan, and I have never been accompanied by relatives since I was a child. Now, I am lucky enough to be selected by the Government of Time to come here and meet all of you... I am really happy, and I will be with you for a long time. Please give me your advice." .”

The young man's happy smile from the heart was so pure that there was no shadow. Such joyful emotions could infect the hearts of all those who witnessed this scene.

Even if these "people" are actually just weapons used by humans, this is no exception.

"I don't know what happened to the lord, will something happen..."

When Jin Jian talked about the God Judge, he was always in a low mood.

"Our connection with the lord has already been severed. Thinking rationally, the possibility of nothing happening is too low. But, despite this—"

As loyal as Hasebe, when mentioning this matter, he always gritted his teeth and looked gloomy.Even Tsurumaru, who seemed the most out of tune, would sigh in private.

It can be seen from this that the judge of God is by no means a bad person.

"San Riyue, although it doesn't seem to make much sense to tell you these things... However, before the accident, the person who had the best relationship with Lord God Judge was you."

There is also such a truth.

Perhaps it was because Sanri Yuezong was the first sword that the God-inspector awakened from his slumber.

Or maybe, the young man transformed by the most beautiful knife is unforgettable at first sight. He is not only the companion who has been with him for the longest time, but also the elder who can be trusted and can give advice at any time.

He is considered a very young god judge among human beings, and he always trusts Sanriyue more than others...

--yes.

——In the returned memory, it is indeed written like this, without any false compilation.

The judge is a good boy.

Mikazuki Zongjin would never deny this.

In the sword heart of the old grandparents, of course he would not be disgusted by the closeness of young people. Needless to say, he also likes the privileges of being cared for and taken care of by the elderly.

In Honmaru, I spend most of my time drinking tea and looking at flowers, giving psychological counseling to humans or companions who somehow have something on their minds, occasionally going on expeditions, and marching back in time to exercise their muscles and bones...

He was very laid back and relaxed back then.

however.

——Who knows, there will be "that day"?

"Sankaiyue...Sankaiyue! You...how can you be...stupid! I am your master, I am—"

"You talk too much."

The scalp-numbing rubbing sound was suddenly prolonged, and the blue-haired youth stepped back in an instant, and the soles of his feet drew long black marks on the plane.

Cracks visible to the naked eye appeared at the place where the foot was stamped, and he used the knife against the huge tentacled object gathered by the rolling shadows, and his body seemed to be crushed to a short length.

Those words just now were spoken slowly with clenched teeth.

"You are not him anymore... I mean, you should understand very well. It's meaningless to say anything else, and I... don't want to discuss with you who the master is!"

The knife couldn't cut off the source of pressure directly in front of it, and even made a sharp clank as the blade bent.

very dangerous.

Sanri Yuezong was drawn into an independent space that was definitely not Uruk, and the Demon God Pillar didn't need to do anything extra to trap him to death.

Facing such a high-level enemy for the first time, he fell into a rather bad situation.

He is not considered Fusangshen or Heroic Spirit now. According to Wang's comment, he is like a treasure with self-awareness and does not need the master of Heroic Spirit.If you want to judge the level, you have years of accumulation, plus the magic power of the King of Heroes, you can barely estimate it as a B-level.

However, even if it is a "Noble Phantasm"—

The trouble is that he doesn't even have his own body, and the weapon in his hand is the illusion of the body in the King of Heroes' treasury, so he can't compete with the Demon God Pillar at all.

Continue like this……

With a flick of his wrist, he tried his best to swing away the huge shadow that was almost rushing towards his face.The faint light released by the blade did make the darkness fade a bit, but soon, a thicker darkness overturned, entangled his hands and feet all at once.

"hiss--"

The edge of the black thread is like a blade, once entangled, it cuts through the fragile fabric and embeds directly into the flesh.

And the oozing blood was swallowed by the darkness before the bloody smell filled the air.

Sanri Yuezong's consciousness suddenly blurred.

Something eroded into his body along with the black shadow. This feeling was very similar to when he was engulfed by endless darkness, and even more serious.

Soon, his eyes, which were still sharp at first, were covered with a layer of fog, and the pupils that turned gray narrowed.

Then, the knife fell out of his hand again, this time without a crisp echo.

There seemed to be another voice in my ear, who was saying indifferently that he no longer needed him and didn't want to throw it away, and simply destroy it.

It should be serious, but its original intention is mixed with a bit of threat and disdain, the meaning of wanting to see the expression of fear on the abandoned weapon.

As a result, this guy was thinking too much.

Mikazuki Zong would never show that expression.

His consciousness became more and more chaotic, and he didn't even notice how many more scars he had on his body, but a golden shadow flickered in his mind inexplicably.

A man who always looks very arrogant, as if no one in the world can stand taller than him.

It's hard to believe that he broke it once before, but at that time his heart was still unwavering, and at most he added some dissatisfaction and provocation from a man who was disliked.

This time, the situation is not much different from being broken.

Peaceful Dao, who is not afraid of life and death, feels a little regretful for no reason.

What do you regret?It may be that he didn't tell the king in time that his laughter was not as loud as usual.

It's also possible... Forget it, it doesn't matter.

It wasn't until the end that my heart was slightly touched. Dao, who was very close on the surface but was actually very difficult to get close to, thought about it. There was really no need to think about it.

call……

A sigh-like sound escaped from the corner of his lips.

He closed his eyes, waiting for deeper darkness to come.

……

……

- Zheng!

The chains projected from behind, shining brightly in the dark space.

When the blue-haired young man, who had closed his eyes in a daze, opened his eyes suddenly, he found that his body was dragged backward by another golden chain, and was caught by the man's outstretched arms.

"..."

This king is always a real person who is more arrogant and dazzling than the image in memory.

But such a dazzling king slowly lowered his head and glanced at him covered in blood.

"..."

Sanri Yuezong was stunned, perhaps his consciousness hadn't fully recovered, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He only blinked slowly, the blood slipped down from the corner of his mouth, and it was about to slip down to his palate and into the shadow of his neck.

However, the man's fingertips wiped the corner of his mouth, and then went down to wipe away all the glaring blood.

"The king is very angry."

"...Huh? Ah, I can see it."

"That's right. I'll give you some time to think about how to calm down this king this time."

Without even looking at the Demon God Pillar, the king raised his left hand and took out the Deviation Sword from the King's Treasure.

He expressed his anger in the palms clasped behind the young man's back, and in the red eyes that were burning like flames.

"I thought it was something, but it turned out that it was just a daring bastard!"