Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

Not long after sending Eros away, the Inquisitor had barely warmed up his chair when His communication message came through.

"Nothing else, please excuse me, Judge. If Filga is done with your work, please remember to let me know. I have something important to discuss with him."

The judge looked at him, still nonchalant and confused, and tapped the table with two fingers:

"Has Galan not sent you your mission yet?"

"Oh, that's not the case. It was sent to me when I left the courtroom." Eros smiled: "Otherwise, why would I have something to ask Filga?"

Elos smiled with tears in his eyes.

"I mainly want to find Him to reminisce about the past and see if He can take care of Galan so that He won't have such a wide range of learning and reference. Take 007 for example. Human 007 is really not worth learning! At my age, my body can't handle the seamless transition."

"Besides, I just wanted to chat with you guys when I was free. What did I do wrong?"

The Inquisitor was silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, He frowned and asked back, "You always pull over and talk to any passing dog you see, but now you tell me that you just have nothing to do and want to chat with everyone?"

There were still tears in Elos' eyes, and he looked innocent: "So is it against the rules to chat with a dog?"

Inquisitor: “…”

The Inquisitor decided to change the subject with Him, "What is 007 you just mentioned?"

Eros's expression changed at the speed of light. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "A work system in human society, working at 0 o'clock and leaving get off work at 0 o'clock, 7 days a week."

The judge summarized it briefly: "Working all the time without rest?"

Aelos looked resentful and said in a shrill voice: "Yes."

Inquisitor: “How tragic.”

Elos: "You also think it's unreasonable, right? If it's unreasonable, then..."

The Inquisitor gently interrupted Him: "But it makes perfect sense for you. It's just 007, Eros. I believe you can do it."

After saying that, he ruthlessly cut off Eros's communication.

Coincidentally, the Inquisitor had just cut off the communication with Eros a second ago, and the next second Filga walked out of the execution room.

Inquisitor: "Is it done?"

"Well, it went relatively smoothly." Filga nodded slightly, his expression and state were the same as usual, with no sign of anything unusual.

"Nothing unexpected happened."

The Inquisitor looked at the frost that had not yet faded from His crown and girdle, lowered his eyes and said slowly, "It's good that nothing has gone wrong. No matter what Sifler said to you, don't take it to heart, and don't let those negligible external things affect yourself."

Filga: “No.”

"It would be best if it doesn't happen." The Inquisitor stood up and walked out of the courtroom. When passing by Felgar, he gently reminded him, "Never have any feelings, Felgar. Destruction is not the most severe punishment for having feelings. You can't, and you don't have the qualifications."

Then he said to the god who was waiting on the side: "Didn't you say you had something to do with Filka? Hurry up, Filka might be busy again soon."

"By the way, it seems that Eros has something to talk to you about. But it's not important, you can ignore it. If you have time, you can go talk to Him."

After saying everything that needed to be said, the Inquisitor left his job with a sense of relief, leaving Filga staring at another priest in bewilderment.

After a moment of silence, Filga snuffed out the firefly flickering wildly on his wrist and said calmly, "If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. Some of the children in the fairy tale world are not easy to deal with. If you go too late, they might turn the whole fairy tale world upside down."

"…Mr. Deputy Inquisitor, you are the real 007, right?"