The rebellious judge [Comprehensive]

Before thinking about how to defeat the bandits, there is still a lot of preparation to be done.

All in all, we must sort out the government of the time first, otherwise we will not even be able to spare the manpower.

manpower?

what--

Do not joke.

Luluxiu is the king, not a soldier. There is no way when no one is available. Even Zero’s uniform can only be made by hiding in the bedroom with a sewing machine. But now, in the words of Akashi Seijuro, Luluxiu He is a person who has a world under his name again, so if he still has to do everything by himself, I am afraid that he will walk Zhuge Liang's old road and exhaust himself to death.

So inelegant.

He is more or less the king of the world, how can he do things like collecting intelligence by himself?

Say yes.

The vice president of the Luoshan Student Union, Lu Luxiu, who is finalizing the school festival venue with the heads of various clubs one by one, can't lower his figure to do chores.

Ok.

Lu Luxiu rejected the class activities because he had to work in the student union and couldn't spare time, but he was popular so no one had any objections, but there was no way to make excuses for the work in the student union.

Of course, if you really don’t want to do it, you can tell Akashi Seijuro directly that you don’t want to do it, but there is a reliable chairman who is working hard, even if you have to contact CC and Kasen Kanesada who handle the real estate in multiple lines, Lulu Xiu has no complaints.

Compared with the past, the current situation is much better, and there is no reason to complain.

While Lelouch and Akashi Seijuro were busy working at school, CC, who had just come out of the pizza shop, also sat on a bench in the park with a magazine.

The snow has almost melted in the past few days, but some white residual snow can still be vaguely seen in the corner, and half-melted thin frost hangs between the branches of evergreen trees, which is the coldest time.

The girl with green hair and blond eyes was sitting on a bench, her cat eyes were slightly raised, and her long green hair was scattered behind her. Seen from behind, it covered her whole body.

It has been a long time since I walked around freely.

It is true that the people from the Government of Time let her go out to let the wind go, but it was only once, and it was many years ago. Later, those guys seemed to think it was unnecessary, so they never let her move freely again.

Maybe it's easier for them that way.

Think of her as mere test material, not as a sentient creature.

This makes it easier to dispose of her however you want.

CC is no stranger to this sentiment.

When human beings want to attack other people, they will always find various reasons to prove that the other party deserves it, which can alleviate their sense of guilt and enhance their sense of justice.

Because she is an evil witch, she must be killed.

Because it is a cruel tyrant, it must be eliminated.

To put it bluntly, that's all.

Being treated like this is without exception, and over time, even I will doubt whether I deserve it.

The gods don't put bad luck on good people, so she must have committed a lot of sins to suffer all of this.

So do you want atonement?

Such an unbearable experience, how much sin can be matched?

In contrast, what should be done to count this boundless evil?

CC can no longer remember whether she ever wanted to atone for her sins—to be precise, everything is placed in the recording hall deep in her mind, in the form of scrolls and books, which are boring and monotonous. Be willing to look back, because looking back on those things doesn't arouse the remaining feelings in the heart.

But... No matter whether she ever had the idea of ​​trying to wash away her sins or not, she walked on the bones of countless contractors along the way. This is a fact that has no room for excuse.

Even so, he still kneels in the church with his hands folded.

Loving God.

Merciful God.

All-knowing and all-powerful God.

Sacrifice yourself to God.

I implore you.

plead.

plead.

I beg you.

Sinners beseech you.

tell me.

How to get salvation.

my father.

Our Lady.

Son.

Come down from the cross.

if you love.

Come down.

tell me.

grant me.

give me back.

Give it back——!

A scarred dream.

An unattainable dream.

cruel self.

The world calls me a witch and treats me like a witch, so I became a witch, sucking the blood and soul of the contractors, throwing away their corpses, stepping on their bones, and walking into the abyss step by step, but looking forward to I can go to heaven by myself.

The witch has hopeless belief in the all-knowing, omnipotent and benevolent God, because her dream cannot be realized by human beings, and she can only ask for miracles.

but.

That's right.

but.

It was thanked.

By whom... was thanked.

So that's it.

--Thank you.

Not to the witch named CC, but to the human girl she had forgotten, who had the same appearance as her, but died in the church a long time ago.

The name that even I forgot, the gratitude that even surprised me.

Obviously one day, because of endless pain and despair, a dagger will be stabbed into his chest to seek eternal sleep, but he is thanked.

The witch has prayed for a little mercy from the omnipotent god countless times for thousands of years, but the person who gave her the light of hope was Shura who walked on the way against the gods.

The demon king among demons, the tyrant among villains, and the miracle among righteous men.

Her contractor, Lelouch V. Britannia.

If it can be explained that he does not want to push the hell of eternal life to Lu Luxiu because he has not completely abandoned himself as a human being, then what is it to want to pull Lu Luxiu out of the hell of eternal life?

Another, futile attempt at atonement?

She was walking on the road leading to the abyss of hell, and met Lelouchu on the way, so she was no longer alone, imagining that she was actually going to heaven.

Is it useful to completely blow up such a thing as heaven?

Is it useful to crush things like gods bit by bit?

Can Lu Luxiu regain his human identity?

Can she trust him?

CC felt that he couldn't do it, because the enemy was a god.

The merciful, fraternal, all-knowing and all-powerful God.

God neither gives nor responds, everything belongs to God, the greatest miser in the world.

"Yo~"

CC lazily turned his head back, there was no human expression on his delicate puppet-like face, his amber golden eyes looked from the bottom up, with light sunlight and dark green leaves, in a trance There is a kind of misty green like mist and smoke, as if in the next second, there will be a grass-like elf swaying from these eyes, stepping into the residual snow, quickly melting into water, winding on the ground Lingering like spring grass and spring rain.

The person who made the sound was stunned.

However, the green-haired girl just kept her head up and looked back, waiting as if she had been paused. Seeing that the stranger who suddenly spoke did not speak, she turned her head away again and stared at someone in her field of vision. Bit by bit, continue to be lost in thought.

After a while, CC felt movement around him, but the man sat on the other side of the bench and leaned carelessly on the back of the chair. That posture was really posing, and it couldn't be more grand, almost giving CC a feeling that this person was sitting on the bench. In what an amazing place the same.

Although there is a flash of curiosity, it is nothing more than that. The October twigs will tremble because of a drop of dew, but the old trees don't even bother to care about the storm.

"What are you looking at?"

The person sitting next to him suddenly asked.

CC didn't have time to think about it, so he pretended he didn't hear it.

"I also wandered around when I first came back, partly because I was bored, and partly because I wanted to see how the world has changed."

CC's heart skipped a beat, and he finally glanced at the people around him again.

This girl who has neither human eyes nor inhuman eyes even has a subtle feeling between human and inhuman in her voice. necessary.

"Just in a daze."

The girl said so, obviously not wanting to say more.

But he acted as if he didn't realize it... No, not so much... He didn't pay attention to the girl's self-will at all, and everything was happy on his own.

"What are you thinking about?"

CC heard the strange boy beside him ask.

Rather than being curious or impolite, it might be better to say that the other party just sat here because of his interest, chatting with the people around him to relieve boredom.

This kind of attitude that has nothing to do with the word "serious" made CC no longer so disgusted. He said half jokingly and half mockingly: "Do you want to kill God?"

The person sitting next to him seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing. After the laugh, he didn't know whether he was really angry or pretending, so he said half-angrily, "You're lying."

CC subconsciously wanted to retort, so what, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was boring, so he shrugged his shoulders, obviously "you like to say whatever you like, and I'm too lazy to talk to you".

The other party didn't respond, and the young man felt bored, so he couldn't help curling his lips, and leaned back again, looking like a bored old man.

The boy noticed the magical aura on the girl's shoes, so he casually glanced at them, but he found something interesting.

The boy is only thirteen or fourteen years old at the moment, the age at which he loves to play and make trouble the most. The distortions in his nature and experience that day began to cause trouble, making people completely unrecognizable.

It is the age that loves to play most. When I accidentally discovered something interesting, I became interested like a shark that smelled blood. I called the girl to relieve my boredom.

But when he touched the girl's eyes, the boy immediately changed his mind, or lost interest.

Although it is not as weak, slender, delicate and charming as the flowers in the field, it is also one of the beauties. The vines and weeds also have their charm, but it is inconvenient to use them as buffoons. It is better to watch quietly and pass the time. boring time.

A brief moment of tranquility.

"Gods, you don't need to make up your mind to kill them."

This sentence made CC glance at the boy again, but he was still not interested in talking.

But it doesn't matter, there has never been a time in the boy's life that he cared about other people's opinions... Maybe he did, maybe he didn't, but at this moment he absolutely didn't, so the boy didn't care about the girl's reaction at all. He spoke in a reasonable tone, as if he had come to talk by himself, and he didn't care whether the person with ears wanted to be an obedient listener.

"Because I drove them away long ago~"

The slightly smug and disdainful tone, and the attitude that seemed to be true made CC suddenly realize.

Oh.

It turned out to be a secondary illness.

Since it is the second disease, it does not matter.

CC also leaned on the back of the chair, combing and playing with the ends of his hair habitually with his fingers, "It's not enough to drive away, or even kill, you have to completely defeat it."

"Hahahaha..." The young man laughed again, but he was not as arrogant as before, as if he was purely happy because of the girl's words, "Young lady's expression doesn't look like she can say such words, she is obviously afraid , Just making a decision is scary, after all, you are quite a god-sama~"

The word at the end of the sentence was muffled by the young man's crisp voice, and the contempt and sarcasm that rushed to her face surprised the girl, and she had an ominous premonition that she was about to be caught by something dangerous.

But when the lightning-quick thoughts slipped out of her mind, the girl nodded indifferently, and said perfunctorily: "There is no way, although I am afraid, but since I have to do it, I can only do it, think about it from another angle." If you think about it, doesn’t killing gods sound cool? Not to mention it can increase the fashion value, if you accidentally win, you can really get your wish, and if you lose, it’s not much worse. .”

The boy was really happy at this moment, but he didn't laugh out loud, but fell into a rare hesitation.

Although teenagers at this age have begun to pursue the way of pleasure based on the pain of others, there is still a difference between things for pleasure and things for viewing.

Male lions will play with the flesh and blood of their prey boredly, but will not knock down the tree that brings shade.

not to mention……

If it is a delicate flower, then withering is also beautiful, but if it is a spring grass, then the withered glory is insignificant, even annoying.

During the boy's brief moment of hesitation, the cell phone that had just been bought in the girl's coat rang.

CC took out his mobile phone, stood up and walked a few steps away, connected the phone directly, opened his mouth, and attracted the attention of the stranger who was still hesitating.

"what?"

Coquettish, impatient, relying on the wild voice because the other party is not in front of him, the vitality in that voice is full of spring when it comes out.

the most important is--

This is not a voice between human and non-human, but a completely human voice with human emotions.

"Is the certificate ready? Have you gone back? The ordered furniture needs to be signed for when it arrives."

The teenager's hearing is very good, even if he didn't intend to eavesdrop, the voice from the microphone can be heard clearly.

Seeing the girl who was still expressionless like a puppet just now, the boy raised her eyebrows, raised her chin, and twitched the corners of her lips, and said confidently, "I'm eating pizza, I'm not free."

In Luoshan High School, Lu Luxiu, who was standing on the phone at a secluded corner, made a cross on his forehead, "You can eat pizza anytime! Go back right now! Otherwise, you won't even want to eat pizza in the future!"

"Yes, yes..." The young man smiled brightly when he saw the girl who didn't take the "threat" of the call partner into consideration at all, with a kind of calm complacency, "But I just fell in love with a piece of clothing , the style is quite simple, I will send you the picture later, and I will see it tonight."

"Stop kidding! If you want clothes, buy them for yourself! Am I a tailor?!"

"Don't be so pissed off, Lu Luxiu, all the shoes are made, one, two, three... Isn't dozens of clothes a piece of cake? You don't want to do laundry, do you?"

CC: But I'm so crazy, let's get on my hips for a while.

Lu Luxiu: You should go back to the Government of Time.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm so busy here that I can't even drink water... I don't even have time to rest. Why can you be so leisurely? Give me a good job, you lazy eater!"

"I refuse, and besides, it's too late for me to go back now, so it's fine if they don't deliver it tomorrow."

"Why do I have to accept the torture of looking at a half-missing bookcase all night! Pizza girl!"

The communication full of exclamation points was hung up by Lu Luxiu angrily.

Don't tell me, Lu Luxiu, who had been unilaterally hung up on the communication before because of the characteristics of the brain's communication, really felt a kind of refreshing feeling of "finally retaliation".

CC was not as angry as Lu Luxiu before. Anyway, she was so angry that she hung up the phone, which meant that the loser was Lu Luxiu. As another winner, she certainly didn't need to be angry because of the loser's venting behavior.

(Let's go back early...)

CC thought in a good mood.

The girl was about to leave, but she didn't mean to say goodbye to the strange boy who was still sitting on the bench. It was just a chance encounter, not an encounter, let alone a farewell.

But the boy didn't intend to let her go.

No longer leaning on the back of the chair, leaning his upper body forward, the boy holding his face looks between a boy and a boy, so it doesn't seem inconsistent to make such a deliberately cute gesture, on the contrary, there is a feeling of innocence and cuteness .

"Hey~~~Miss, do you like it? The one who called."

CC frowned puzzled, "What?"

The boy shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Isn't that what everyone says, teenage girls like boys who make them laugh, and the young lady laughed so happily just now, it looks like it's about to bloom. "

What kind of metaphor is this...

A look of disgust flashed in CC's eyes, and his tone was a bit displeased, "This has nothing to do with you, right?"

Hearing this, the young man put down his hands, stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked to CC in two or three steps to block her way, still smiling innocently and cutely.

"Tell me, it's boring to keep looking at the boring scenery. I'm so bored that I want to make a fuss. Tell me and I'll get out of the way~"

CC really turned cold this time.

The girl with green hair and blond eyes stared coldly at the boy whose smile didn't change. After a while, the girl restrained her emotions and said helplessly and impatiently: "I'm not a teenage girl, brat, I'm much older than you."

Miss Huan... By your age, you should call me ancestor.

CC thought impatiently.

Hearing this, the young man narrowed his big round eyes.

When CC thought that this wild middle-aged man would continue to pester him, the boy smiled and stepped aside as if he had seen through her thoughts.

CC paused, looked away, and left.

It's not ten meters away.

"It's a rare reward, young lady like a spring grass, if you challenge the existence that you can't challenge, and shoulder the burden that you can't bear, not only will you not be able to fulfill your wish, but you will even lose the only important thing. This But I only had one whim, and you'd better keep it in mind."

CC paused slightly, then looked back, her slender eyelashes trembling in the cold wind, like a butterfly without wings.

How can a butterfly fly without wings?

Can't fly.

"Important things? I don't have that kind of thing."

As soon as the words fell, the boy laughed again.

CC frowned again, every time this person laughed, CC would feel a twist of disgust.

"The stubborn young lady is so cute! But since it's spring grass, it should be so! If the flowers are withered, it will make people love, but if the spring grass withers, it will only make people sick... If I have a chance, I will appreciate it. Miss Sister's despair and sorrow when she lost something important, the tears shed at that time, must be two completely different existences from the morning dew."

CC sneered, as indifferent and disdainful as if he had heard something absurd.

The boy was stunned, and he heard the girl's voice, which was as tough and fragile as spring grass, be cold, word by word, revealing the truth that only the oldest ring in the oldest tree would know.

"Spring grass will never wither."

The girl with long hair up to her waist gradually moved away and gradually shrank in the field of vision. The boy with blond hair and red eyes put his hands in his pockets and stood there. Looking at the girl's back, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth. Gathering distortions like dark clouds, the dark pupils in the center formed a straight line. Looking closely, it was clearly an abyss that could not be looked directly at.

Spring grass will not wither.

So what is the withered thing?

The boy squeezed out a ferocious laugh from deep in his chest.

Isn't it simple?

withered things—

It's not spring grass~

The boy kept watching the girl's back until the girl completely disappeared from his field of vision, and then sat down on the seat where the girl was sitting just now, and when he looked up, he saw nothing interesting.

"What are you looking at?"

The blond-haired, red-eyed boy repeated the question again.

He didn't get an answer before, and now that the girl left, it's even more impossible for him to get an answer.

But it didn't matter, because the answer was already in his heart.

The unenthusiastic sunshine in winter caressed the boy's hair, the golden hair was more dazzling than the sun, and the bright ruby-like pupils showed a hint of ominous blood,

Even though the scene was judged to be boring and vulgar, the boy still stared at the scene because he had nothing else to do.

Wanting to find some new fun, but hesitated because the elves in those eyes might come out of the forest, and when I was about to give up, I found that there was still a light as hard as ore in those eyes.

Although hesitation is not the king's style, but just like this can pass the time, if this is the case, then there is no need to care about it.

Although I know what my final decision will be, but I have nothing to do anyway, so it's okay to take my time and enjoy every bit of pleasure to my heart's content.

The eyes of the King of Vientiane gradually became slippery and distorted, and the central pupil was dark and filthy, containing infinite terror, no matter what kind of pain could fall into it, even the echo could not be heard.

Because he is the one who witnesses everything and owns everything, there are few things worth taking seriously, and because he is used to not being serious, so even if he encounters an existence that should be taken seriously, he is not in the mood to cheer up and talk casually and boringly. Wandering alone in this vulgar and boring world, with eyes that can see through everything, but can only keep watching...

It didn't matter if he didn't get an answer, because the boy knew that what the girl saw was the same thing he saw.

There may be some differences in specific terms, but there is no difference in essence.

The existence between human and non-human is interesting, but it seems too grand to search for it with great fanfare.

After all, I lost my mood.

The young king half-closed his eyes, recalling the past languidly, allowing his emotions to change at will.

It is a serious crime to let the king fall into the past, but because the past is so vivid, it is not impossible to bestow a generous favor.

always...

Keep this expectation to see the scene of the spring grass withering.

"Hehe, hahahaha, hahahahahahahahaha——

Hopeless fool, I will allow you to be a buffoon to please me, bastard! "

The author has something to say: I know I have doubts, and I will resolve them, but it’s not this chapter 23333

Gold glitters on stage!

By the way, like flowers blooming in the field, it is the type that Young Shin likes, so I use this as a metaphor.