The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

The renovation work started one after another, and the room of Zhongdaojian is the most important, except for noon and night, most of the time is in urgent processing.

Well, it's just that the sound of work is a bit noisy, so during this period of time, the swords are either on the second floor, or they are organized.

Even the sugar can't bear the noise, the sound of the electric drill is too annoying, not only the sound is loud, even the ground is shaking.

If it continues all the time, you can still get used to it, mainly because it starts suddenly when you are concentrating on something. This taste is really sour.

Fortunately, there are mountains around Honmaru, and there are no neighbors, otherwise I will be complained.

Suddenly, the electric drill started working again. With this sound as the main tune, and the sound of the sledgehammer hitting the wall as the auxiliary, a high-pitched and intense symphony was formed.

She was so frightened that the melon seeds she was holding dropped, and she lay on the ground in a daze.

"Qingguang, is there anything to leave the house for?"

She flopped a few times and lay down on the tatami like a dead fish.

uncomfortable.

Qing Guang was also disturbed by the sound, so he cleaned up the scattered documents and thought about it.

"Master, you can visit other people's Honmaru."

Granose turned around slowly, lay on the ground, and spoke limply: "But I don't know anyone, I don't even know the contact information."

"Want tea?" Qing Guang decisively changed the subject.

"Yes." Even if you don't have the will to fight, you still have to eat delicious food.

Today's dessert is the peony cake that Sugar said was delicious last time, but if you finish eating it, it should be served with a pot of tea.

"Does Qingguang want to eat it?" Sato pointed at the peony cake on the dinner plate with puffed cheeks.

Qing Guang shook his head with a disheveled face.

He remembered the fear of being dominated by peony cakes.

Hasebe was almost suffocated at that time, and I still vividly remember it.

Granu couldn't figure it out, looked at the half-solved solution in his hands, and silently took a sip of tea.

Obviously delicious.

After the snack time was over, Granose also found the next arrangement smoothly.

"Let's go out!" Sasuke saw the arrangement of the daily class, his eyes lit up.

This plan made Qingguang, who was pouring tea, tremble with fright, and the tea dripped onto the table.

"No!" Qing Guang immediately stopped without thinking.

"Hey, why, didn't you say that if you go to the battlefield with the god judge, can the god judge better assist the sword?" Granu put his head on the table, his tone full of puzzlement.

"No, going to the battlefield requires very strict spiritual power." Qing Guang found a rag and wiped the table.

"But my spiritual power has exceeded by a large margin." Granu protested.

"No, although the master's spiritual power is very high, it's true, but he can't use it at all."

"Then I'll go after I've practiced."

Qing Guang did not answer this question directly, but instead asked: "Why does the Lord want to go out so much?"

"Recently everyone came back from the battle with wounds on their bodies, so I'm not very relieved."

"..."

In the past few days, they have been frantically challenging high-level battlefields in private, trying to bring back more resources so that they can contribute more to Honmaru.

Instead of thinking about it, it made others worry.

"It's okay." Qing Guang handed her the tea in his hand, and comforted her: "It's just a small accident, it will be fine soon."

Granose's eyes were still full of distrust, but seeing that Qingguang was unwilling to say anything, she still changed the subject.

"Then let's go to the training ground to play!" Sasuke waved the daily lesson in his hand, looking at Qingguang, seeking advice.

Hearing this sentence, Qing Guang raised his head in surprise, and said in an amazed tone: "Is it possible?"

"Why not?" Sasuke asked, tilting his head.

"Yes, it's not impossible." Qingguang realized his gaffe, smiled at her, and couldn't wait to get up: "If possible, I will notify the troops."

"Ha." Sasuke nodded in bewilderment.

The news that Granose was going to the training ground was like a gust of wind, blowing across the entire Honmaru in an instant.

"Hahaha, very good, very good." San Riyue lowered her eyes, as if the candidate had already been finalized.

"Of course I let the strong and handsome me go."

"I will bring luck to the lord!"

In an instant, Honmaru was fried, and everyone was scrambling to be the first, fearing that they would not be chosen.

Sha Tang was so frightened that she shrank at the corner and dared not come out.

"Okay, okay, let's follow the previous arrangement, everyone, don't fight, those who should go out, and those who should go out." Qing Guang clapped his hands and cleaned up the scene.

The others also knew that they couldn't be selected if they continued to fight, so they chatted a few more words and dispersed one after another.

As soon as Qingguang turned around, he saw Granose walking forward and giving him a thumbs up.

"It's not bad that it's the main palace, Qing Guangguang, I'm optimistic about you~"

Qing Guang's words made him laugh.

However, Granose soon wanted to regret it.

Tsurumaru is also there, and Qing Jiang is also there.

Granose silently looked away.

Let's not talk about the troublemaker, the legendary ghost-slaying knife, she is really very cowardly.

It was probably the kind of friendship that they would just nod their heads and run away when they met each other.

But even if Granu wanted to repent, Kiyomitsu would not. Seeing Granu's dawdling motion, he simply put his hands on Granu's back and pushed him forward with just the right amount of strength.

"Is it because I'm not cute, the master doesn't want to go out with me anymore."

With a coquettish tone, Granu completely dispelled the idea of ​​sneaking away.

"Ah, that's not it..." Sasuke compromised.

I think the people who went to the rehearsal field are California Kiyomitsu, Yamabuki Kirihiro, Smiling Aoe, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, Hotaru, and Natsuo Toshiro.

Due to the large gap in levels, Granu was also worried.

"It doesn't matter, you can look for those with a lower level, and the battles in the practice field are all virtual." Qing Guang explained to Xiang, and then looked at Granu with some resentment: "Master, really, don't you trust us so much? ?”

"Ah, no." Granu shook his head, reassuring.

Adhering to the principle of saying too much and making mistakes, Sato didn't ask any further questions.

Nanwei Toshiro's voice came from the front, and Granose looked up, only to see that Nanwei was already standing in front of her, observing Granose carefully.

"Is there something on my face?" After being stared at for a long time, Granose couldn't help asking.

"No." Cattail shook his head, and the dumb hair on the top of his head also put a question mark: "I just think that the master's dumb hair is gone."

"This one." Granu touched the top of his head, his voice was full of doubts: "It seems that I will pop up every time I feel tired."

"Hey, I want to see you again." There was some disappointment in Cattail's eyes.

Granu thought about the opportunity, shook his head, and pressed the top of his head: "It's better not to come out, I can't hold it down at all."

I will also be grabbed by the cheap hands from time to time.

Granu recalled the scene in hell.

Whenever Sasuke gets tired, one or two people will come over.

"It's so strange, what is the principle?"

If I knew the principle, would I let it come out?

"Can it be cut? Can it be cut?"

No, as soon as the scissors go down, flowers will grow on her forehead, okay?

A bunch of bores, really.

But when Granose saw the catfish tail, he seemed to understand their idea of ​​being cheap at the beginning.

Because of this ostentatious dumb hair, it is really eye-catching.

It seems to be an evolved version of granulated sugar, not only in terms of length, but also in terms of consciousness.

Her family's dumb fur can't even make a heart shape!

Obviously it can only rotate or swing from side to side, so angry.

There is a feeling of hating iron but not steel.

And the one on the catfish's tail seemed to have its own consciousness, just now it was touching the top of the sugar's head and rubbing it, as if it wanted to wake up the one on the head of the sugar.

"Cough." Granu cleared his throat, but his eyes were fixed on Daimao.

Frightened by the scorching gaze, Dai Mao lay limply on his forehead, trying to disguise himself.

"Sure enough, it's conscious." Sato couldn't help asking.

"What?" Cattail asked inexplicably, unaware of the dull hair lying on his head.

"It's stupid, it feels really conscious."

Granu sugar repeated it again, which drew catfish tail's negation.

He waved his hand and said with a smile: "The master is really humorous, how could Dumao be conscious."

As if echoing the master's movements, Daimao stood up a little, and waved towards her twice, as if agreeing.

"..."

I'm afraid it's not becoming a spirit, stupid hairy monster.

"Sa, let's go." Qing Guang said to the two of them.

Granu had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, and ran towards the large army.

There is a strange little brother in the big team.

The kind that is very conspicuous even from a distance.

Not because of his beauty, but because of his white cloak.

Although Qingjiang also has them, he is the only one who even covers his head.

Is it to hide your beauty?

With this doubt, Granose approached them.

Yamabuki Kiri Kunihiro, who has always been very keen on sight, noticed Sato's gaze at the first time. With the other party not covering him at all, he stretched out his hand to pull the hood on his head, and turned his head uncomfortably.

"What's the matter with this look, do you care about the identity of the imitation knife?"

"Eh?" Sato didn't react for a while, blinked his eyes, his eyes were full of blankness: "No, I just think that you can go to the Western Paradise as an angel."

After all, there are not many boys with blond hair, blue eyes, and such good looks.

"Angel?" Qing Guang asked beside him.

Granu nodded, and replied truthfully: "Recently, the Western Heaven has been troubled by the quantity and quality of angels."

"What do you mean by quality?"

"It's the kind of person with blond hair and blue eyes and outstanding looks. After all, he is bound by traditional impressions." Speaking of this, Sato couldn't help recalling the angels he had seen in recent years.

Well, the one in front of me is still the prettiest.

"Don't tell me I'm pretty."

Although the voice was fierce, it was more distressed, and it sounded lacking in momentum.