God judge, her career is paramount

He said he was going to use Tsurumaru as a saber, but in fact he used a wooden sword in practice. After all, for today's god judges, the real sword hand is still too dangerous.

"Drink! . . . drink! . . . "

In the martial arts arena, a 15-year-old girl occupies a corner alone, wearing a white and black kendo suit, holding a curved wooden knife with both hands, raising it above her head and then swinging it down, repeating this simple action repeatedly.

The green-haired Taidao stood beside her and watched her practice with a serious look: "279, 280...Master, keep your elbows stretched, 282, 283...you must use all your strength when chopping down!"

Sweat rolled down the God-inspector's forehead, and the wooden knife in her hand was trembling. Her physical fitness was far from returning to the previous level, and the most basic practice of swinging a knife was also a burden to her body.

Kagemaru: "... 299, 300! You can rest now!"

The judge's hand softened, and the wooden knife almost fell out of her palm. She propped up her body with the wooden knife on the ground, her breathing was short, and she had the illusion that her legs were unable to stand still.

"General, take a deep breath."

Yao Yanyang, who was instructing the dagger on the other side of the martial arts arena, said: "Don't worry, take some rest as appropriate."

Just as the judge was about to say something, the wooden knife supporting her body slid away. She staggered and fell forward. Knees and eyes quickly stepped forward to help her, and supported her firmly with both hands on her forearms. go back.

"I'm really sorry, master!" Kagemaru was worried and ashamed, "Sure enough, three hundred strokes is still too much, I didn't think about it."

"No, I, I'm fine." It took a while for the judge to recover, she straightened her body while supporting Xiwan's arm, raised her head and said, "I should practice for a while, it won't work if I keep going on like this."

Seeing the face that was close at hand, Kewan felt the slender forearm in his hand, blushed, quickly let go of the judge and took a big step back, clutching the seam of his trousers, turning his head away from her: "But , But, it doesn’t matter if you’re too tired, anyway, you won’t be out for a while, so take your time.”

During this period of time, the god judges proposed to learn how to use Taidao, and they are very welcome to this group of Taidao. After all, this means that they will also have the opportunity to become the official saber of the master in the future, and be held by the master to kill the enemy.

But...Keimaru took a sneak peek at the judge, the latter was too tall, he was only half a head shorter than him in the past two days, and even more so just now, the distance was so close that he could clearly see the irises on the iris of the judge's eyes texture...

Don't think about it, don't think about it!Kemimaru took deep breaths desperately, comforting himself that it was not unheard of to be closer, before he was still without an inch, not only slept on the floor in the master room for a week when he came here, he even often hugged, knee pillows, and—” The master is the best! I like the master the most!"

boom--! ! !

"Knee pill?" The examiner was surprised to see the green-haired Tachi squatting in the corner with his back facing him, with steam constantly coming out of his head.

Keemaru was crying inside, what a hug, the one who has nothing is just burying his chest!It's obviously me, why did I become so unscrupulous after getting smaller!It doesn't have the posture of Genji Chongbao!

The judge walked up to Xiwan, put his hand on his shoulder, and said with concern: "Keiwan? Are you okay? Is there any discomfort?"

The two ears and the base of the neck exposed by Kagemaru were bleeding red, wishing he could cover himself like Yamabachi: "I, I'm fine!"

"Oh? Is my brother pill going to turn into a mushroom pill again?"

The judge looked at the source of the sound, mustache lazily leaning against the porch pillar, his uniform jacket hanging obliquely on his right shoulder, he seemed to have just returned from going out.

The judge disagreed and said: "Be more concerned about your younger brother, for example, start by calling the right name."

"Yes, yes, I care about my younger brother Maru." Higakiri walked into the arena, walked towards her, and said with a smile: "Recently, my younger brother Maru often turns into a mushroom ball, especially after I became a valet that day. When we arrived in the room, we were all huddled under the quilt, still reading..."

"Ah, don't talk about it, Anijia!" Knee Maru jumped up, collapsed with his head in his arms, and ran out wiping the judge and his mustache: "I, I, I have something to do! I'm sorry——!!!"

The thin green sword disappeared from the yard in the blink of an eye, and the speed made all the sword fighters amazed.

Jinjian exclaimed: "WOW! Thin Green's mobility!"

Yaoken wiped his sweat: "He didn't even bring a knife suit."

"Yeah, yeah, I ran away..."

Mustakiri took the wooden knife from the knife holder, leaned the body in his hand against the wall, turned around and smiled at the interrogator: "Then let me be your training partner now, how about it?"

These days, when Zhen Taidao is free, he comes to be a training partner. The examiner is noncommittal, but Yakuken said: "Don't go too far, the general's current physical condition is not suitable for hand-gathering, let's rest first."

Hidekiri showed disappointment: "Is that so..."

The judge took a look at him, and took the lead in holding a knife with both hands, and the wooden knife pointed at the mustache: "It's all right, come on!"

"Oh...?" Mustache also raised the wooden knife, subconsciously rolled up the tip of his tongue and licked his canine teeth, his golden eyes lit up: "Then I'm on it!"

As soon as they fought, Mustaki immediately found that the strength of the god judge was not as good as before.Compared with the figure he had seen from afar, moving lightly during the inspection, the present interrogator is no different from a newborn baby.

Her hand holding the knife has exhausted all her strength but is still weak; her arms are so tired from the practice just now that the movement of chopping is slow; , it can be seen that she is already trying to adjust, but she still looks like she can't breathe, her lips are pale and colorless, but her cheeks are tinged with red, as if she will faint due to lack of oxygen in the next moment.

Disappointed?Mustache did feel a little bit disappointed, but seeing her insist on swinging the knife and attacking him unrelentingly, the dark golden eyes were shining with persistence... Ah, I understand that those who are for a woman The general who surrendered the city, Higiri thought to himself, what could make a man more happy than conquering a stoic girl?

His body had already done so before it caught the secret thought that was flashing through his mind.

The inquisitor only saw that Higakiri used the handle of the wooden knife to set aside the tip of her own knife, and then the blade of the opponent suddenly swung an afterimage, hitting the root of the blade of her hard, causing her wooden knife to fall out of her hand.

The wooden knife fell to the ground and made a bang sound, and the inquisitor was stunned. After she learned how to use a knife, it was the first time that the sword was knocked out of her hand.

Mustache twisted the wooden knife in his hand, and said embarrassedly: "Oh, I forgot to control the force."

Control... Strength?Was the blow that knocked down his wooden knife just now the real strength?

The judge looked down at his hands, the palms and fingertips where they rubbed against the handle of the knife were all red, and it wasn't very painful, because he didn't feel any more.

She moved her fingers, went to the side to pick up the wooden knife, returned and gestured to Mustache again, and said in a deep voice, "Continue."

Mustache's eyes lingered on her awe-inspiring expression, and he smiled slightly: "Okay."

This time the hand-to-hand was much more intense than the last time, and the wooden knives made an ear-splitting clang, which attracted the short knives who were practicing at the side to look at them frequently.

Hikakiri felt the pressure coming from the blade, and smiled lightly, "That's it."

The god judge gritted his teeth and attacked him. The wooden knife had already carried spiritual power when he swung the sword, and only spiritual power can make up for the current gap in strength between her and Hikakiri.

"But it's not good if it's too fast." Hidekiri blocked her attack with ease, and also guided: "When using a Taidao, you must keep the same direction every time you swing. If you swing too fast, there will be This kind of problem..."

Just as the judge had just finished a side cut, and was about to turn the direction of the blade, the blade of Higakiri hit her in the middle of the blade like lightning. The hands of the judge trembled, and the wooden knife almost fell out of his hand again.

An attack was interrupted, and the judge relentlessly retracted the knife and returned the knife to fight back. When changing the move, the last situation happened again. Mustache hit her wooden knife quickly and heavily, causing her to move. The connection between them was interrupted again.

The god judge kept launching the next attack, and then was interrupted for the third and fourth times...

Mustache chuckled lightly and said, "Don't use too much force in the hand holding the knife, it should leave a lingering charm, so that you can be flexible."

It doesn't feel too bad for the continuous attack to be continuously interrupted, and the cream-blonde bastard in front of him is still smiling... Even a god-judging person will inevitably feel a hidden anger in his heart.

——If it was still the same body as before, and the sword in her hand was replaced by a bone scorpion, how could she...

After withdrawing the saber this time, the judge did not use the Taidao's saber technique anymore, but instead held the handle of the saber tightly with both hands, aiming the saber tip at Higakiri's chest, he strode forward, and the wooden saber pierced straight out.

"Drink—!"

Mustache's eyes flashed brightly, the wooden knife in his hand pierced the air and screamed, and hit the middle of the wooden knife of the judge diagonally downward with precision.

With a crisp click, the wooden knife snapped from the middle, and the God Judge fell forward unsteadily under his feet, and was caught by Mustache stepping forward with one hand.

"Well... so, so be careful..."

Higakiri felt the soft body and the light weight on his arm, and only heard the sound of thumping, and couldn't think of what to say for a while, but fortunately, the judge quickly walked out of his arms. Step back, take a few steps back and begin to catch your breath.

Hidekiri shook his left hand, feeling inexplicably empty, he glanced at his hand wearing a light helmet and black glove from the corner of his eye, and the flame in his chest that had been dormant for a long time was ignited.

Lack of spiritual power again?Mustache thought that the last time he felt "hungry" was also a lack of spiritual power, but he only asked her to replenish his spiritual power two days ago...

Mustache twitched his throat, and decided not to suppress himself, anyway, she said, go to her when the spiritual power is not enough, right?

"The middle part of the Taidao is very weak, and the curved shape is not suitable for chopping or thrusting in a small area."

Mustache smiled Yan Yan, and raised his eyebrows at the judge: "Well, you already know this."

The judge glanced at him, and she came to this conclusion by "using him".

Thinking that Mustache was shattered due to his wrong technique, the judge calmed down: "Well, I'm sorry, I forgot it for a while."

So far, the knives and blades she can use proficiently are all within 60 centimeters in length. Among them, the bone knives are the most convenient to use as the long side. No matter whether it is a long or straight knife, it is very suitable for her. Short knives are Hyuga, Yaken, and Wuhutui are the most suitable varieties without stems and blades with a blade length of about 25 cm.She is used to the shorter weapon length, so she moves quickly, the moves are closely connected, and the cutting is sharp.

Now that she is learning how to open and close the Taidao, it is better for her to start from scratch, and unconsciously bring the habit of fast swords to Taidao, which is a fatal flaw.

Yao Yan reminded him for the third time: "General, go to rest. If you continue to practice, you will fall asleep in the bathtub again tonight! Your hands will still be sore when you wake up tomorrow."

The judge waved to him: "Sorry, go back and rest now."

She picked up the broken wooden knife and threw it into the trash can in the utility room when she walked out of the arena.

A certain white-clothed Taidao also put back the wooden sword, and walked beside her step by step, holding the main body.

God judge: "...do you have anything else to do?"

Mustache asked back: "I don't know who is the valet today?"

The judge looked at him strangely: "It's Minghu. What's wrong?"

Hidekiri said relaxedly: "It's nothing, but since today's valet is not Taidao, it just so happens that you are not familiar with the structure of Taidao, so I thought I would explain it to you in detail in the afternoon."

The judge didn't notice him: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

The two separated outside the martial arts arena, one went back to Genji-in, the other stood at the fork in the road after thinking for a while, and walked towards Awataguchi-in.

Seeing the overhanging eaves of the Awataguchi courtyard from afar, the examiner sighed inwardly.

She just said that today's valet is Minghu, but Minghu didn't show up at all.If it happened, given how nervous Yaoyan and Gexian were to her recently, she wouldn't go to the martial arts field alone.

I met Yao Yan in the martial arts field just now, the latter saw her appearing alone, his eyes were indeed startled for a moment, but when he saw Xiwan coming, he gradually relaxed his expression and didn't ask any more questions.

But the medicine researcher doesn't ask, but the god judge can't ignore the absence of the attendant.She can do the work by herself, but she must pay attention to the status of Minghu.

Since Zhen Dao came to her Honmaru, he hasn't said a word in front of her.The judge asked about Yizheng, and the latter shook his head helplessly. Apparently, Minghu's attitude didn't improve much because of the change of object.

In addition, whether it is an introductory episode or an outing, Minghu has completed it very cooperatively, but it is extremely difficult to communicate.

So what is this vibration knife thinking?Whether starting from empathy or from the perspective of the manager of Honmaru, the examiner has to figure out his attitude towards himself and Honmaru, as well as his current state of mind, what expectations he has for her, and so on.

After all, her Honmaru is in trouble. It is enough to cut the sword once, and there must be no second strike.

Arriving outside the courtyard at Awataguchi, the examiner bent down and supported his knees, took a deep breath, then straightened up, and walked in along the gravel road.

The short knives were all taken to the martial arts arena by Yaoyan, and the two shocks and threats just happened to wipe out the Ma Dangfan one by one today, and the first stage and one shock went out, and they won't be back until the afternoon.Therefore, in the current Awataguchi Temple, Minghu should be the only one.

"Singing fox—?" the judge called out tentatively in the courtyard.

Unsurprisingly, no one answered, the god judge came to the verandah, took off his clogs and climbed up the veranda.She was exhausted just now, but now she struggled to even step up the veranda, so she had to sit down first, move her legs up, and then slowly climb up while supporting the porch pillars.

Standing up straight, the judge took a breath, and after his breathing calmed down, he called out again: "Is there a blade? Minghu?"

This time, there was some movement from the other side of the mansion. The examiner followed the sound and walked there. After turning the corner, he found a few little white tigers playing.

"It turned out to be the tiger who retreated from the five tigers..."

The judge sighed slightly, Yizheng was not there in the first phase, and neither were the other blades, she couldn't go directly to Minghu's room, so she had to go back first.

The judge turned around and walked back. Unexpectedly, the cubs playing over there all ran towards her when they found her. After catching up with her, one bit her hakama horn, and the rest surrounded her and jumped on her. .

"Hey! Wait, don't be like this..."

The judge's legs were still weak, and he couldn't avoid the little tiger under his feet. After being hung on the hakama by two big cat-sized little tigers, his knees softened and his body immediately fell forward.

Now there is no Komaru or Hidekiri to support her, but there are still a few tiger cubs in front of her feet, if it falls...

"what!"

The judge let out a short cry, and when he came back to his senses, he was taken aside by a strong force. The little tiger under his feet was fine, and she was also safely placed on the porch and sat down.

The inquisitor immediately turned to look at the person who helped her, but saw a white-haired boy hiding in the room in a panic. After a glimpse, she noticed with sharp eyes that there was no mask on his face.

The judge leaned against the wall and stood up. The little tigers were still rubbing against her body. She ignored the little tiger for the time being, and went to the room to test: "Minghu, is it you? Thank you."

The sliding door of the Japanese room was not closed, and the interrogator could hear the shallow breathing of the people inside.

She waited quietly and patiently for a while, and a soft voice came from behind the door: "...um."

He spoke!

It's good to be willing to communicate with her. The heart of the judge fell to the ground, and he coughed lightly, trying to make his tone as gentle as possible: "Minghu, today...you are my servant."

After a while, there was the sound of clothes rubbing inside, and someone slowly moved out from behind the door.

The first thing that catches the eye is a snow-colored short hair. He is wearing an inner suit, and there is a red mark under the long and narrow eyes.To the astonishment of the judges, there was no mask on his face.

Minghu covered his face with his hands, glanced at her and then lowered his eyes quickly, the pinnae of the ears between the white hair turned red.

The judge was surprised and said: "I remember you have been wearing a mask all the time, why today..."

Minghu glanced at her again, his eyes were gloomy, and he said softly: "Mian Zhou, it was hidden..."

God judge: "..."

So that disillusioning knife not only changed her and Ranto Shiro's wardrobes yesterday, but also hid Naruto's mask by the way! ?

Minghu looked away, and said again: "I'm sorry... I should tell you..."

"It's okay, it's okay!" The god interrogator understood: "I can understand that you don't want to appear like this. I don't know what requirements you have for masks? I'll place an order in Wanwu to buy you a box right now."

The money will be deducted from Tsurumaru's monthly salary!

Minghu was startled, then slowly lowered his head: "Thank you..."

He paused, and then said: "Actually...please wait a moment."

Minghu went back into the house, took a few sheets of paper from the low table, covered his face with one hand and handed the paper full of words to her.

The judge took a brief look, these are the records of yesterday's expedition and the income and expenditure of the Inner Fan, except for the battle report that needs to be compared with the records in the castle tower, other reports that should be written by the servants have been completed.

Minghu said softly: "Yesterday's valet was Maeda, I borrowed his record to write this..."

Seeing the vibrating knife, the God Judge softened his heart, and smiled slightly at him: "Well, thank you Minghu, this is enough."

Minghu is also a heart-warming and kind-hearted knife, but it is difficult to communicate without the follower Fox by his side.

After the rapping sword came to Honmaru, the god judge carefully checked the relationship between Fu Sangshen and his fox.Unlike the little tiger cub who is almost a part of the main body, his fox seems to be a real fox demon. After the main body is beaten and deified, it becomes a servant of the main body. Even the spirit can summon the fox at any time come around.

In other words, the state of the fox does not affect the sword, so it will not be restored by repair methods such as manual entry.If Zhenminghu wants to have a fox again, he can only summon a fox follower at his own will. If he is not willing, no one else can help him.

The god judge didn't quite know what happened to the Zhenminghu, and he couldn't ask.Although I don't know why he doesn't plan to summon his own fox, but as long as there are no problems in daily life, maybe one day in the future, they will also be able to see a lively little fox beside Fox Minghu.

……

In the afternoon, the inquisitor was writing a report when he heard someone walking up the stairs gently and knocking on the door twice.

You don't even need to look to know that it's that guy Hikakiri, and the interrogator didn't raise his head: "Come in."

Seeing that she was still typing on the keyboard he couldn't understand, Mustache raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, the master is still busy? Do you need my help?"

The judge didn't even look at him: "No, it will be ready soon, just wait a bit."

"Good~"

The judge continued to write, and finished the report in a while. Pushing away the keyboard with both hands, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was a bit unfamiliar with not writing for a long time, and he was really spoiled by the recent valet system.

A soft voice sounded above his head: "Oh... I finished writing. Come, this is a reward~"

Judge: "?"

Hidekiri placed a small cloth bag in front of the God-inspector. The plain dark blue cloth bag was tied with a light blue knot, and a sweet fragrance could be smelled before it was opened.

Hikiri smiled and said, "It's Jin Pingtang~ a souvenir from today's expedition."