[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

"Why? It's impossible!"

The young man who had grown up a lot stood there blankly, and he could vaguely see the shadow of the old child on his face, but he was already a gentle young man with handsome eyebrows and fine eyes.The young man's slender fingers were clenched tightly, and his childish face was at a loss. He subconsciously rubbed the application form with the black stamp in his hand, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. What to do.

"My sister said that my spiritual power is the best in this generation of the family. How could it be possible that I can't even get the qualification of a god judge? You must have made a mistake."

"Are you doubting the authority of the time government? The yin/yang art formation here was presided over by Ise Omiyaji himself! How could something go wrong?" There was a hint of sarcasm and enthusiasm in the black fox's eyes, The words in the mouth were unhurried, the voice was shrill and unpleasant.

"Your Excellency, No. 312 Preparatory God Auditor, although your spiritual power is indeed powerful, and even the best among all His Royal Highnesses who are preparing for the God Auditor this year, your spiritual power tends to be dark, and it is not suitable to guide Fusang God grows."

"If you receive this kind of spiritual power for a long time, the Fusangshen supported by your spiritual power will have a great chance of becoming dark, or even falling into darkness. Therefore, no matter how powerful you have spiritual power, the Government of Time It is not recommended that you become a god judge."

Foxosuke, who was all in black, stopped here, looking at the boy's dejected and disappointed expression, he squeezed out a seemingly kind smile, and that smile looked very strange on Fox Shikigami's pitch-black fox face.

"But..." Foxnosuke paused on purpose, and as expected, he saw a gleam in the eyes of this young man with extremely powerful spiritual potential.

"Although such a situation like yours is very rare, the Government of Time still has relevant countermeasures." The black fox took his time, like a monster who has lived in the mountains for a long time and is good at seducing pedestrians, bewitching the fledgling and immature young magician.

"Your Excellency, No. 312 Preparatory God Judge, I wonder if you have heard of the special operations team directly under the then-government?"

The world was spinning again before my eyes, the voice of the black fox was distorted in my ears, gradually distorted, the color gradually faded from what I saw, and then surged out of the darkness, throwing the black armored man head down from a scene to the scene. Another scene, falling headfirst.

——Sa!Clang!

The sound of fierce friction of swords and swords resounded in the air, and two vigorous figures, one dark blue and one pitch black, tumbled and wrestled between the rooms. Sweeping the lower plate, he turned around and cut the dark blue figure on the opposite side, two points for the victory.

"It's Awataguchi again." The pitch-black figure put the sword back into its sheath, and stopped in front of the wreckage of the handsome young man who had turned into a shattered sword after he chopped it down, frowning slightly.

This is already the third Fusangshen he has cut off this month with a tendency to fall into the dark, and these three Fusangshen are all swords belonging to Awataguchi. Such a coincidence makes him startled , couldn't help but stop and contemplate.

"My lord, this side has been cleaned up." A figure dressed in the same way as him, with the same black body, suddenly flashed past the wall, and landed in front of him respectfully.

"Then let's go. There is still an initial Honmaru to be inspected today. Time is tight and there is no delay." The man shook his head, temporarily put aside the inexplicable uneasy thoughts in his heart, and finally looked back at the shadow cast by the house under the sun. After a few ups and downs, he ran out of the Honmaru.

Sunshine fell on the man's face through the black clothes wrapped around him, outlining a handsome face that was exactly the same as the man in black armor. From the stern brows and eyes, he could vaguely see the demeanor of the boy who was rejected back then , but at this time he is completely different from the boy before.

The man's body is filled with the hostility that has been provoked by years of fighting in the bloody and killing battlefields. The handsome and gentle eyebrows and eyes of the past have been covered with ice and condensed, and there is a thick layer of pimples on the hands that are used to beheading enemies. Calluses, large and small scars have changed the once slender and slender fingers beyond recognition.

At this time, these rough palms, which were no longer beautiful as before, were taking a stack of documents from a man in black behind him, flipping through them with great interest.

"This Honmaru seems to be the Honmaru of the original plane? This is interesting." The man said it was interesting, but his expression was still cold, and he couldn't see any interesting meaning. He threw it aside, and was too lazy to look at it, so naturally he didn't find the familiar name and figure on the middle piece of information about Honmaru's previous god-inspectors.

"Ah, really, really, really!!!!" Not far away, a lively young figure ran towards him cheerfully, regardless of his gorgeous and complicated dress.

The man from the "Thousand Family" held his forehead, and when he saw the young man, he could hardly maintain his icy expression, and he was a little frustrated.

"Ah Zhen, I am an adult today, and in a few days I will be able to ask Omiya Secretary to join the government of the time. At that time, I will apply to join the special operations team, so that we can fight together." The black-haired youth raised his head Big smile, eyes full of yearning for the future.

"Hiya Chika." The man in black armor stared blankly at his friend and himself when he was young, feeling an unknown feeling in his heart, and his eyes felt a little hot for a while.

At this time, he and Hisaya Chika were still the only close friends of each other, but later he was thrown into hell, and then he got the news that the other party not only completely forgot about him, but was even regarded as the heir by the person he hated the most. Former friends resented.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." The man showed a rare smile, and patted the shoulder of Chiya Hisaya when he was young.

"I still have a Honmaru to inspect. I will take a look at it when I have time, and I will be leaving in a while." The man raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to untie a string of hook jade hanging around his neck, and handed it to Hisami Chijia .

"A coming of age ceremony."

The young man seemed to say something cheerfully, and put on the string of hook jade in front of his face, but the man in black armor standing in this memory could no longer hear it.He looked at his hand blankly, and thought of the sad eyes of the bald young man who had matured a lot during the previous battle, and his mood was complicated for a while.

Why would he forget these beautiful memories?There is only hatred left in his heart, and even for revenge, he can join forces with the time-traveling army and wantonly kill innocents. What is the difference between him and the fallen ones he once hated the most?