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The other party seemed to be a very experienced god judge, Aoki Nansawa did not deny her words.

"They also think about me," he explained subconsciously. "It's not easy to make money, and it's not good to spend money."

To be honest, it's not that bad.

The young girl nodded understandingly: "Are you still a student? It depends on your family background."

She could see that she was from a well-to-do family, and she was used to it.

Even from the extravagant spending just now, it can be seen that krypton gold is really not a burden to her.

Miura Zaoji glanced at the judge next to her, she was one step too late, and didn't know how much Jiazhou gold the other party had exchanged.

But she is already a two-year old player, the kind who manages both games and reality, and she is sure that the other party is not as good as her in terms of experience.

Aoki Nanze also realized that the interrogator on the opposite side had more seniority than him.

To a certain extent, the judge who was a bit socially afraid nodded silently, "Yes, I earn all the money from my part-time job."

Miura Zaoji looked at him in surprise, and paused again: "Then think about it for yourself and do what you can."

The sword Fusangshin she was carrying this time was Yamabukiri, and the opponent was Wuhutui.

She doesn't look like a European aunt either, but it's just that there are relatively few male god judges, Miura Saki thought casually.

"Have you participated in the recent exercise restriction event?" She brought up the topic, "There is also a guard store over there. There will be a discount after you get acquainted with the boss."

The black-haired judge subconsciously asked: "Restrict exercise activities?"

"Yeah," Saki Miura was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, "The current daily activities of Shizheng have a high degree of overlap with the game."

"Are you still a novice? Those who want to play the game, as well as the important swords of Honmaru, must be equipped with Omoru."

Under normal circumstances, Miura Saki would not be so kind, but it is rare to see a male god judge, and the other party seems to be a nice person.

Although you can't see the face, but the temperament and behavior are very comfortable.

"We can add a friend. If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

It looks arrogant, but in fact it is quite good.

The black-haired god judge exchanged contact information with people in a daze, and used his mobile phone to add friends in the game.

Wuhu retreated and stood behind him, hesitant to speak.

If I had known it earlier, I would have told the judges not to stay.

The little dagger was a little regretful, and His Royal Highness Sankaiyue and the others never mentioned the special features of Honmaru.

Miura Saki could be considered acquainted, so he turned around and took him back to the previous shop.

She also got to know the owner very well, so she reported the number, and the owner quickly gave 622 a discount and refunded part of the money.

On the contrary, Miura Saki was a little surprised: "Why did you buy so many?"

He still bought the most expensive and best-made one in this store.

Compared with other supplies, the guard is not very expensive, but it is not something a student can afford.

Aoki Nanzawa thought for a while: "It's the savings from part-time job, I want to thank the swords in Honmaru."

He also quickly integrated into the other god judges, at least there were no mistakes.

Aoki Nansawa didn't say anything along the way, but Miura Saki introduced him a lot of "common sense".

Hearing his words, the young girl looked at him with complicated eyes: "You are... so strange."

His thoughts like this are not shared by many god judges, or rather, not at all.

The government of the time has been very strict in controlling the relationship between the interrogators and the sword Fusangshen, and will not let them get too close.

It's not incomprehensible, it is said that the probability of Honmaru's dark fall will be much higher.

"That's fine." She took this novice around two more stores. "Are you really okay? Part-time job...you spent all your savings?"

Miura Saki was a little skeptical, although things were not very expensive, nor were they cheap.

She herself has a lot of pocket money, so it doesn't matter if she has a lot of krypton gold, she always feels that the other party is not like this.

The black-haired god judge calculated it seriously.

"..."

Can't figure it out, he earned too much in bits and pieces.

"There shouldn't be any problem," Aoki Nansawa thought for a while, "The price is also good."

Seeing that he didn't mean to force it, Miura Saki had no choice but to suppress his doubts.

"Can you earn so much by working part-time now," she murmured, "Is it better if you are in school? I belong to Bingdi."

The five tigers retreated behind their own god judge, sighing heavily.

By default, it is not allowed to ask the true identity of the god judge, but if you meet someone who really wants to exchange... then there is no way.

Miura Saki said it easily, and didn't notice the reaction of the person opposite him who paused slightly.

While choosing the guardian pendant she likes, she said casually, "You should have heard of our school too, right? The one with good grades last year."

In Japan, it can be regarded as a very famous high school.

When Aoki Nanzawa was still in junior high school, he was torn between going here and going to Luoshan.

Of course, it turned out that he didn't go anywhere, but chose to go to Yokohama, his parents' hometown, to attend high school.

"Yes, it is very famous."

Reciprocity, Aoki Nansawa also reported to his school, but the other party didn't know.

Miura Saki didn't care too much about it. He knew from the name that he wasn't a famous high school, academics, and extracurricular awards, and he didn't stand out in everything.

When the appointed time came, Wuhu Tui whispered, and the person next to him was replaced by Ranto Shiro.

Aoki Nanze hesitated at first, but found that Fu Sangshen next to Miura Saki had also been replaced by Jiang Xuezuo's characters.

And it seems that such a replacement is normal by default.

Miura took Nanzawa Aoki to go shopping in the early days, and bought a lot of things.

"You really have a good temper," she paused, "I sometimes hate talking, right? It's really not very flattering."

Not entirely like this, Miura Saki thought, she was usually too lazy to communicate with others.

I don't know why, although she can't even see the other person's face, she just has a good impression.

I always feel like some cute creature.

"Being able to say such things frankly is a very courageous person in itself."

Aoki Nanzawa did not show any disgust, "This is also very good."

His words were too blunt and unpleasant, but he still held his temper and led him around.

There were many things he was not familiar with before, and Miura Saki didn't find it strange, so he told him all of them.

Heart is not bad.

Ranto Shiro held the interrogator's sleeve, his expression a bit tangled.

If I knew they would not have deceived the master, who would have known that the master would meet such a new friend.

buzz-

On the bustling street of Wanwu, a heavy bell rang suddenly.

The voice was so powerful and heavy that no one who judged the mind would ignore it. Miura Saki's face was even a little pale.

buzz-

"It's time," she tried not to show any strangeness, "The appeal meeting is about to start, shall we hurry there?"

The figure opposite her seemed to be unresponsive.

As for the bell that the government of time used to notify, it would affect the voice of the soul who signed the contract, and it had no effect on him.

Rantoshiro covered his face: "Well, my lord, we actually..."

The blond dagger wanted to say something, but was a little discouraged.

No one expected that their lord would chat with other god judges, and they could talk for so long!

Aoki Nanze noticed that Luan hadn't finished speaking, and he hesitated: "Are you going to the appeal meeting?"

"Yeah," Miura Saki replied naturally, "Why don't you know anything... Didn't Foxnosuke in your Honmaru tell you?"

There is Fox Nosuke in the game, a little fox.

But there is no Foxosuke in the 622 Honmaru, Aoki Nanzawa was also taken aback.

"Let's go first," she said, "It's enough for us god judges to watch. I don't know how many people are left this year."

"Still, fighting is inherently dangerous."

What Miura Saki said was an understatement, the sword in her Honmaru also encountered trouble.

When going out into battle, the God Judge will choose whether to follow, and she herself is the type who will follow every time she goes to the battlefield.

Swords are on the battlefield, so should the person with the sword be there, right?

In the circular venue of the Government of Time, there are already a lot of judges.

Ranto Shiro couldn't find a suitable reason, so he could only follow the master.

Fortunately, he is not a sword that seems to be very rare, but it will not attract much attention.

Everyone has a place, and in the center is a very wide platform.

The god judges selected by the Invoke will be selected from among them. They are all qualified human beings in this world, and most of them will also be game players.

Miura had already participated several times in the early days, so he was not surprised by this for a long time.

"We're just here to watch the ceremony," she said relaxedly, "At the same time, the novice player will get his first sword."

Aoki Nansawa: "...Random selection?"

"Well," Miura Saki's voice was a little nostalgic, "My initial sword is Kiyomitsu."

California Qingguang is the first knife that most of the gods will own and summon.

This is true in the game, and it is also true outside the game.Of course, there are other swords to choose from, it all depends on the probability.

But no matter it is rare or not, it will accompany the god judge through the wasteland period.

"It's not easy to raise a Honmaru," she rarely smiled, "Now Honmaru has a complete set of swords."

As a heavy game user of "Sword Ran", Miura Saki is a very experienced aunt.

She will also leave this Honmaru after her term of office is over, but for the time being, it is still very early in terms of human lifespan.

It was the first time for Aoki Nanzawa to participate, and it was also the first time to see so many god judges.

Right in their field of vision, right in the center of the platform.

Figures in hunting clothes appeared one after another, wearing the same fox mask.

Miura Saki lost interest a little, turned his head, "Why do I feel that your mask is different?"

From the time we met just now, she vaguely felt a little discordant.

Now that he was standing very close, Miura Saki realized that the other party's mask was different.

There is always a pattern on the mask of the god judge, which represents the age, but the other party does not have it.

But since it has been recognized, there should be at least a one-year term of office, and at least one pattern.

Because it is an inconspicuous edge part, it is not easy to detect.

Aoki Nanze didn't notice her, he was looking at the venue.

"If the appeal is successful," he said uncertainly, "will the scene in front of you be any different?"

"Have you never inspired? A white light spot will appear, and a voice will tell you that you cannot choose to inspire the other party. In fact, you are watching Oufei..."

What occupied his black eyes were white light spots all over the sky, like flying catkins.