The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

After speaking, he walked out alone.

As soon as the sound of Bai's footsteps went away, several people hurriedly surrounded the candlestick Qie Guangzhong and helped him onto the chair with all their strength.

"The fragments are pierced so deep." Hirano looked at the blood that almost stained the suit pants red. Big drops of blood flowed out. The fragments were deeply embedded in it, and the muscles in it could be vaguely seen. He didn't know how to get someone to do it .

"Brother Yaoyan, what should we do?" Wuhu Tui tightly tugged on Yaoyan's sleeve.

"It's just that it's serious, don't worry." Instead, the parties looked calm and calm, and smiled and stroked the head of the short knife to comfort them one by one.

The only people present who could feel the seriousness were Yaoken and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada.

"Okay, okay, first help Guangzhong to rest, then tidy up the ground, and Yaoyan goes to get the medicine box." California Qingguang sorted out the situation.

"Okay." Several people nodded and worked together to start processing.

Yao Yan first cut the blood-stained cloth with surgical scissors, carefully picked out the pieces, and sterilized them over and over again.

"Hiss..." The stimulation of alcohol stabbed the nerve endings.

"It's almost there." Yaoyan wiped off the slipping sweat, picked up the bandage and began to bandage it: "If you have a chance in the past two days, you should avoid walking around. There is something that you don't want to resist."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong nodded, let out a breath slowly, his complexion was a bit ugly, even the originally rosy lips were extremely pale at this moment.

"Damn it." Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was guarding the side, clenched his hands into fists and slammed against the wooden wall beside him, trying to vent his manic heart.

It was originally a sword used to kill the enemy bravely on the battlefield, why is it reduced to this point now.

"Don't be impulsive." Yao Yan stopped in a low voice.

Izumi Mori Kanesada could only take a deep breath, got up and walked out.

Seeing your partner get hurt while you can't do anything about it is really fucking annoying.

"Let's rest first." Yao Yan helped Guangzhong lie down, covered him with a quilt, and carefully avoided the wound.

The sunlight outside the door was still fierce, but Yaoyan didn't feel much warmth.After disposing of the discarded garbage in his hands, he heard someone calling him from afar.

"Brother Yaoyan!"

Turning his head to look, the five tigers retreated and galloped towards him.

"Mr. Guangzhong, what's the matter?" Wu Hutui asked hastily without taking a breath.

"It's nothing serious, just take a good rest." Yaoyan comforted.

"Great." Wuhu Tui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go back, it's not good to make them worry."

"kindness."

Along the way, Wu Hutui looked up at the location on the second floor, with some expectation in his golden eyes, he couldn't help asking: "Brother Yaoyan, everyone's injuries, can you..."

Yao Yan understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "No, although that lord helped us, he was already taking a great risk. If this continues, I'm afraid that the judges will..."

Yaken's words were not finished, but the meaning was complete.

He knew the methods of the god judge and his status in the government of the time, and he was afraid that if this lord was found out, Yao Yan would not want to see the consequences he would suffer.

It is already in a deep quagmire, but I don't want to see innocent people being hurt.

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Granose in her sleep didn't know all of this, when she woke up it was already afternoon, if it wasn't for the throbbing pain in her stomach, she might have slept until the next day.

Foxosuke was also lying on the side, basking in the sun and sleeping on his back, his stomach rose and fell with the frequency of his breathing, and even the small bubbles on the tip of his nose enlarged and shrunk with the frequency.

I really want to puncture it.

Granu's hands were itchy, but seeing Foxosuke sleeping so soundly, he withdrew his thoughts.

Being interrupted from a sound sleep is a hot thing.

The clothes she wore in the morning had become crumpled due to sleeping, so Granit took out a set of clothes from the suitcase and changed into them, and walked towards the cafeteria alone.

There was already no one in the cafeteria, and he scratched the back of his head in distress, and decided to go to the kitchen that he had introduced before.

After knocking on the door twice, a childish voice came from inside.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be here soon." After a while, the door was opened, and a young boy with flat bangs and short hair came into view. His hands were still stained with some white foam. It seemed that he was washing dishes just now.

The moment Hirano saw Granose, his face turned pale.

"What's the matter?" He felt something wrong while wiping the bowls and chopsticks and looked over, and quickly pulled out the dagger he was wearing.

The sound of the porcelain bowl breaking on the floor was particularly harsh.

Granose sighed helplessly, there was always a sword drawn against her.

Granu raised his hand high, indicating that he had no malice: "I really don't have any malice, it's just that I'm very hungry and want to eat."

The tip of the knife did not shift in the slightest, and the two pairs of big eyes were still watching her every move urgently.

Just in an atmosphere that is about to explode.

Granu's belly made a sound that was just right.

Ah, super embarrassing.

Suddenly, Granu didn't want to eat so much, and wanted to close the wooden door even more, pretending that she had never been here.

"Pfft." Looking at the girl's somewhat embarrassed expression, Hou couldn't help laughing.

This can be regarded as breaking the stalemate of several people,

Granu also walked into the kitchen as she wished.

After searching up and down, there was only half a bucket of cold rice, a few eggs and vegetables in the huge kitchen.

"Spirit judges like to eat fresh, and all the ingredients are usually delivered by a special person after a certain period of time." Hirano explained, paused, looked at each other with Hou, and couldn't help but said: "The chef is not here now, Dinner time is coming soon, or else you should go to rest first, and I will call you at dinner time."

Their eyes were a little disturbed, because they didn't want Guangzhong who just lay down to get up again.

Granu stared at the ingredients without saying a word, his normally smiling face was full of dignity at this moment, after thinking for a while, he finally raised his head and looked at the two of them and asked:

"Have you had your lunch yet?"