God Judge's Dark Fall Project[Comprehensive]

As night fell, the few rays of the setting sun that had struggled to survive during the day were finally hidden, leaving only a Honmaru plunged into darkness.

Fortunately, the houses where people lived were lit with dim lights one after another, slightly diluting the cold and terrifying atmosphere, and it also just provided a lot of convenience for Tsurumaru who was about to quietly send the interrogator back to the castle tower.

Awataguchi's house is not far away, and a lot of shaking figures can be vaguely seen. They should be busy applying medicine for Yiqi Yizheng, and there is no possibility of coming out in a short time.And the people in the other rooms don't have such abnormal night vision ability, so even if he walks a little slower, it shouldn't alarm anyone.

After stretching his neck to investigate around, he looked back at the boy in the bathrobe.Because of his height, the other party had to look up to meet his eyes. He looked even more cute and immature, with a pair of light blue eyes shining brightly. He obviously thought he was playing a new game.

Dark Falling Knife, who inexplicably took on the important role of owner, is currently adapting well, and with a few previous experiences, he already knows how to coax him to obey.

"I'll go to the hot spring to get my clothes in a while, and then I'll go back to the castle tower. I'll tell you a bedtime story then, how about it?"

——Tell some ghost stories, and when this guy curls up, he can take the opportunity to get away.

The idea of ​​prank came out of his head again, Tsurumaru, not long memory, and Kuninaga thought solemnly: This is definitely not a return to the straight ball twice, it is just to stop being entangled by this guy.

Naturally, Mio had no objection, so she imitated the other party's example, sneaked out along the wall, and returned to the hot spring dressing room smoothly.

The dirty clothes and new clothes that were changed before were all kept in the cabinet, and it seemed that no one came in to look through them.He picked up a stack in one hand, put on his clogs and ran back to Tsurumaru Kuninaga's side, but his eyes were still lingering on the hot spring inside, obviously feeling unsatisfied with the bath just now.

In fact, if he had the chance, he would also like to try swimming in it, or have a water fight, but it would definitely not be enough for Tsurumaru and him alone.

Thinking of this, he asked the people beside him very curiously: "Except for Hasebe and Sankayue mentioned before, everyone else should be as kind as Tsurumaru, right? If there is a chance, I would like to organize everyone to play together, Or... how about going outside to play! I heard that there is a special resort area, go to the sea during the day, and hold a bonfire party by the beach at night, everyone will be super happy!"

Although the database shows that the Dark Fallen Knives have a high risk index, but through contact after coming here, he feels that this is not the case, and it just needs better communication and communication.For him, playing together is the best way to promote feelings.

When the young mind judge talked about being happy, his eyes couldn't help but glisten with anticipation, staring longingly at the Dark Falling Knife that couldn't keep up with his brain circuit.

"...At least wait until next month's Shizhi government subsidy comes down." Knowing that you can't stop it, even if you say something that hurts someone, you will be backed by a straight ball. Tsurumaru can only choose to delay policy.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, he had gradually realized that he was really powerless in front of this judge.And the most frightening thing is that he doesn't feel that the other party hates or is tired of this situation, but has a little fun in it.

For example, he is very much looking forward to the fact that he can scare the other party into a shivering hairball later.

"The most important thing is to go back to the castle tower as soon as possible, let's go." Picking up Mio, who had been caught in infinite imagination, Tsurumaru simply picked him up and set off on the road before getting a response.

The weight of human beings is not much heavier than the body, basically negligible.He feels that he is especially like an old-fashioned apprentice, carrying a "trophy" on his shoulders, walking sneakily all the way, but fortunately, he didn't meet any companions.

After finally returning to the castle tower, the tragic situation on the second floor really shocked him.

Because the room was originally full of dust, the traces left by various fights could be clearly seen, and one side of the wall was even smashed into a large hole in the shape of a human being.Near there, there is still a lot of reddish-brown blood, which looks a little bit oozing.

Even after listening to Zhu Keqie's rough talk, he didn't expect that the battle would be so tragic.

Dark Falling Knife decisively put the judge on the ground, and stretched out his hand to help him straighten his bathrobe, then took a step back quietly.

——The red-eyed mode of the god judge is too scary, it's better not to provoke it at will, just run away...

But before he could turn around, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes. The young man who once again opened the aura of "weak, pitiful and helpless" raised his head, looked at him eagerly and said, "Didn't you say you want to tell a bedtime story?"

Thinking of the ghost story prepared before, Tsurumaru couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, feeling that it was not far from becoming the second big hole in the wall.Thinking about it this way, being able to survive unscathed after multiple deaths in the past two days can be regarded as a shocking miracle, right?

In fact, with the straight-ball crit and coquettish skills currently displayed by the God Judge, plus the amazingly destructive force value, it is not a problem to wipe out this dark fallen Honmaru... So, the Government of Time really did not pick the wrong person, He shouldn't doubt their eyes.

Feeling a sense of crisis in various senses, he learned from the pain and decided to tell a few sweet stories to resolve the situation, but——

"Where did you sleep last night?" Looking at the messy room, Dark Falling Knife asked with a guilty conscience.

——Yesterday, I was still thinking that human beings deserve this kind of treatment, but now I feel that they are really too much for a child...

Mio didn't think there was anything wrong, she still grabbed his hand and happily walked to the cabinet in the corner.Then he took off his shoes and sat in, patted the seat next to him, and said happily: "It's right here, I can sleep alone, but it's a little boring... By the way, Mr. Ghost that Tsurumaru said yesterday didn't come. , I wonder if he will show up today?"

"Ha, haha... it will appear occasionally." He avoided his eyes, sat down beside the judge with a dry smile, and felt even more guilty.

That's just to scare people. The previous God interrogator was a coward and couldn't stand the atmosphere in this pill, so he resigned and left in a few days. He didn't hang himself at all...

But this kind of face-slapping explanation, when faced with the child's innocent and trusting eyes, there is no way to say it.How about... one day he can put on a quilt to pretend to be a ghost, or he can carry Yamabuki over to help?If it is said that the most harmless person in this pill, it must be that one, because there is no dark fall at all, so he doesn't have to worry about potential safety hazards.

While thinking about the countermeasures, his ears caught the sound of footsteps outside the door, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was saved immediately, "Guangzhong came to deliver the dinner, it's really..."

The second half of the sentence was swallowed by himself, and he even paused when he was about to stand up.The people behind grabbed his shoulders with both hands, then poked their heads out with difficulty, and looked at the figure outside the door together.

The black-haired Wakizashi I met not long ago was standing there with a blank expression on his plate.

From his point of view, the two people sitting in the closet were so intimate that they were both wearing bathrobes, which proved his previous conjecture that the people hiding in Date's room were indeed them.

Deliberately trying to get this opportunity from Candlestick Cut was not wasted, but it also wiped out the last sliver of luck in his heart.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada have chosen to return to the human camp and continue to survive as victims, but...why?He really couldn't figure it out, so the time to look at the God Judge was lengthened a lot.

Whether it is judged by the standards of humans or Fusangshen, the boy with warm brown hair belongs to the type with outstanding appearance, and he is a bit beautiful without knowing his natural state. Instead of having any sharp edges, he is soft and sweet, like A small dessert on a haute cuisine plate.

Appearance is indeed a bonus item, if it is just that, it is not enough to shake people...

"Mr. Tsurumaru, I know I have no right to interfere with your thoughts and decisions, but please remember," he took a few steps forward, walked to the cabinet, leaned over and handed the plate to the Taidao youth, his eyes fixed on Watching the judge not let go, he said word by word: "Because of different positions, human beings will never empathize with everything we have encountered, so it will be a matter of time to get bored."

For the god-inspectors, the awakened Fusangshen is not precious. Even if it is a sword with a high rarity like the Five Swords of the World, it will have a sufficient drop rate after serving for a longer time, let alone The ones that are available everywhere are as worthless as the stones on the side of the road.

And at that time, human beings will completely abandon their hypocrisy and openly do things that hurt them—anyway, they are mass-produced and worthless things, even if they are maliciously smashed, who will care?

For the Government of Time, God-inspectors with spiritual power are scarce resources. As long as Fusangshen's original spirit is still under control, they can create countless ghosts. Therefore, for the abnormal development of the situation, Basically in an attitude of turning one eye and closing one eye.

But it is clear that the sword is for a master worthy of loyalty to fight on the battlefield, but now it has become a plaything, but any human being with a little bit of spiritual power, no matter what their moral character is, can play with them wantonly... Isn't this too ridiculous? ?

Thinking of this, his expression turned colder again, as if sharp arrows were hidden in his eyes, he couldn't wait to shoot at the young man in front of him.

Everyone knew that those words were meant for Mio.And the artificial man looked up the books in the database, and quickly gave the on-the-spot application——

"That... I will never get tired of Tsurumaru!" He tried his best to wrap Tsurumaru Kuninaga into his arms, expressing urgently and sincerely: "He will be happy with me, please rest assured!"

...? ? ?

As one of the parties involved, Tsurumaru suddenly had the illusion that he had taken some love script by mistake.