Rain, I don't know when it started.

Sparse drops of water fell from the gray-black clouds and landed on the icy ground, gradually merging with some other red liquid on the ground and spreading out.

The filthy red liquid slowly slipped from the severely worn blade, and the stench became more pungent due to the moisture of the rain and the smell of the soil, which made people want to vomit.The man holding the knife expressionlessly gave a fatal blow to the guy who was crawling on the ground and tried to escape, then looked up at the gray sky and let out a long sigh of relief.

In the past, it should have been a long time ago, but I have been doing this kind of thing all the time, and then, no, it is now, and now I am doing this kind of thing again for some reason, and I also have a body with flesh and blood and sentience just like that person ...

Killed, a little too much...

"Pfft-"

The man raised his hand to cover his mouth, opened his eyes wide and looked at the bright red liquid in his palm, coughed a few times in a hurry, his pupils narrowed due to the severe pain in his heart, tightly grasped his shirt, resisted the pain, and suddenly I remembered what I said earlier——

The human body is too fragile.

For something like him, this situation should almost come to an end now. If there are a few more opponents in this state, it may really be unbearable.

Grandpa, I really want to see you again——

"Eh..."

"..." A second ago, I was still feeling that I might die soon, but in this second, I raised my knife at the guy who suddenly appeared——

Tattered feathers, torn short skirts, one high and one low knee socks, painted leather shoes, dirty... girls.

"The Lion King—?"

The girl opened her mouth to call out his name, and a smug smile appeared on her expressionless and lifeless face.She giggled, her expression suddenly became sad and desolate again, and she stretched out her hand to approach him: "It's really the Lion King~ That's great, I thought, there are only those sword spirits from the past here! Fu Sangshen is here That's really great! Yay——this is, God Judge A desu."

"...?"

It is a judge.

Generally speaking, god judges are forbidden to enter the battlefield. They all belong to the existence of long-distance output. This god judge wandering around the battlefield...is it an illusion caused by the change of the enemy camp!

"Ah—why is the Lion King's sword worn so badly? It won't work if it continues like this balalabala..."

No, Di Dao doesn't have such powerful skills, and he has seen this god judge before, and he saw it from the god judge he followed before. There is a portrait of this person in the notice issued by Fox, saying that he violated the rules Being confiscated as a god judge or something.

Shiyuanchi Haizi, the god-inspector of Satsuma.

Did Fu Sangshen, who assisted Dark Fall, revise a small part of history? What a bold decision!

But, why in Mino country?

"Hey—this kind of look~ It seems that you must have heard about me, right? If you say that, my portrait and deeds have already been spread all over the world. Thinking about it, I am still quite great? Ah, It’s better to say that this so-called system is so interesting! Because this kind of deprivation of qualifications is too much, I just help my favorite knife fulfill his wish! Ah yes, I am now looking for a suitable team to join my team Your new partner is here." Haizi Shiyuanchi smiled and held out his hand to the Lion King, "Would you like to come back to Honmaru with me?"

"Back, Honmaru?"

The Lion King looked at Haizi Shiyuanchi in distaste, does she still have Honmaru?

"Ah, although it is very simple, it can still shelter from the rain~" Shiyuanchi Haizi gestured for the size of the space, "It's about this big."

so small!

It's even smaller than the toilet in Honmaru where I stayed before!

but……

The Lion King looked up at the gray sky where water drops kept falling, sighed, put his hand on Shiyuanchi Haizi's head, and agreed to her proposal.

He needs a judge.

The author has something to say: Here I come———

Oh, my label is not wrong, this time playing the dark trial, as the copywriting said, there is no textual research, just write when you think of it

i.e. annoying daily life

This judge is too poor series 01

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