The God's Inquisitor was about to retire.
The sword in Honmaru was not surprised. In fact, the God's Inquisitor was already old from the day he took his position.
The God's Inquisitor was not a human, but a ten-thousand-year-old pine tree. Now that he had succeeded, he planned to retire at home.
"I have many, many granddaughters, all beautiful and lovely. I will choose one to take over my position."
Grandpa Old Song laughed heartily. His posture was as straight as a tree, but his dark green beard almost dragged to the ground. He looked particularly kind and amiable.
"You are also the children I watched grow up. What kind of master do you want? I will help you choose. "
"Are you serious, Grandpa?" Short Saber and a few sabers and swords that were the size of teenagers screamed excitedly and said, "I want the cutest one!"
"I hope, I hope the Lord is a gentle person."
"No matter who the master is, we will protect her!"
These Funerary Deities had followed Grandpa Old Song for many years. From the beginning, they were very reserved, but now they got along well with each other.
Even Hasegawa, who had the most strict and solemn personality, would occasionally call out "Old Master" when he was teased too much.
Grandpa Old Song was happy to see this. After all, he was much older than the most ancient sword here.
Instead of being the God's Inquisitor and leading the sword men to resist the Reverse March army, Grandpa Old Song was better to be a rock to suppress the Dark Energy.
As long as Old Song took root here, the Dark Energy could not invade this domain. Behind Old Song was the headquarters of the Time Government.
Old Song came to be the God's Inquisitor just to explore the path for his little granddaughters. Now that he wanted to retire, the Time Government could not stop him.
— — It was just an agreement that the successor of the God's Inquisitor must have strong enough spiritual power to support this domain-type barrier.
Old Song moved his teeth and bit the crepe. In the past, the Hasegawa Division would never allow him to eat too many sweets, but now that he was about to step down, in order to celebrate, he turned a blind eye to it.
Old Song looked at the photos spread out on the table with a smile and said, "My granddaughters are all little flowers. They are still very young children in the family. There are not many who are strong enough to succeed my position."
"The most gentle one is Sakura, the most adorable one …"
Old Song slowly picked out a photo that was extremely colorful from the dozens of photos that were plainly colored.
Snaketsu and a certain odachi used their petite bodies to crawl into Old Song's arms and lay on Old Song's shoulders. Together, they moved closer to the photo.
"Wow!"
The background of the photo was a pitch-black wall. Dark green lines meandered along the tattered wall, giving it a sense of antiquated European beauty.
However, upon closer inspection, one would discover that the dark green patterns were actually thorny vines. They were wrapped around the wall in an extremely elegant manner, causing the dilapidated wall to be dyed with a noble and elegant aura.
Those blooming red roses were so red that they looked like they were about to drip blood. Just looking at them made one's eyes burn — one could hardly imagine a brighter red.
Those roses were too beautiful, so beautiful that they were unbridled, so beautiful that they were decadent and elegant. However, what was even more beautiful was the girl in the photo.
She had raven black hair, wine-red eyes, pale white skin, and slightly curled lips. She was like a rose in full bloom, possessing a dazzling beauty.
Those wine-red eyes were blurred like silk, with a decadent charm. However, her body was not yet mature, and her facial features were still slightly childish, so the charm became delicate, and turned into a gorgeous beauty that was almost dripping water.
— — She was the kind of little girl that you would want to hold in the palm of your hand and pamper even if she was unreasonable.
The photo was turned around in everyone's hands in exchange for exclamations of surprise.
Old Song was obviously very happy. He was very proud of his granddaughter's beauty and said happily, "This is our family's Little Rose. She is a very cute child. I named her Hua Yan."
"Because she was born in Europe and the United States, her original form of a rose is a medium for psychic communication in the West. Therefore, she was born with strong spiritual power and is one of the best girls in this generation of girls. I selfishly want to pass the position to her. However, she is delicate and doesn't like to practice hard. I'm afraid you will have to worry about her when the time comes. "
"Of course, of course! We will definitely pamper her like a little sister! "
The girl in the photo looked really young, no more than twelve or thirteen years old. She was really cute when she smiled sweetly.
"Old Master, we will take good care of His Majesty!"
— — Well, they had directly changed the way they addressed him as "His Majesty."
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Old Song happily put away all the remaining photos and said, "I will go tell my granddaughter this good news."
"She will be very happy."
Old Song slowly left the bustling hall and came to a small, quiet room in a secluded corner.
He took out the phone allocated by the government from his pocket and directly clicked on the phone number marked "Worry Breaking Heart" in his contact list.
The phone rang for 47 seconds before it was picked up.
"Hello — — who is this? It's so early in the morning — — "
"Little Rose, it's Grandpa." Old Song happily listened to the "bang" sound from the phone and continued as if nothing had happened, "It's ten o 'clock in the morning, is Little Rose still sleeping?"
"No — —" The soft tone dragged for a long time, as if she was acting coquettishly, "I had a fight with Sister Iris last night, and all the petals fell off."
"Is that so?" Old Song was still smiling happily and said lovingly, "I have good news to tell you."
"What good news? Grandpa, if you want me to go out, then forget it, I just want to stay at home — — "
"It's the government's approval."
"What — —?!"
Hua Yan jumped up with a start, and the computer screen on the ground just happened to show the word "game" on it.
The word "over", but Hua Yan was not in the mood to care.
"You mean! My application to be the Commander of the Garrison has been approved?! Long live! That's great! I'm going to have a lot of older sisters, hahaha — —! "
Old Song happily listened to the jumping up and down voice on the other side of the phone, neither admitting nor denying it, only saying,
"Little Rose, you promised Grandpa before that after you take over, you must work hard and protect the world's peace with your subordinates."
"Grandpa, don't worry!" Hua Yan replied excitedly, "I promise I won't be an idle fish anymore! Don't worry, leave your daughters, no, your sisters to me! I'll be good to them! "
Thus, Hua Yan was tricked by her grandpa.
The day the appointment letter was sent, Hua Yan stared at the three words "Inquisitor" in the "Occupation" column of the appointment letter, suspecting that she was seeing an illusion.
Hua Yan nimbly rolled into her Sister Sakura's arms and saw the two words "Commander" on Sister Sakura's appointment letter.
"Huh? Huh — —? Huh — —?! Huh — —! "
Hua Yan looked back and forth for more than ten times before she finally grabbed the government official's sleeve with tears in her eyes and said bitterly with her tender little face wrinkled.
"Little brother, tell me, did the HR department make a mistake? Did you print the wrong resume when you printed it? Tell me it's the wrong resume! "
The government official looked at the little girl's silly face that was wrinkled like a bun from crying and said very kindly, "No, the higher-ups are already preparing the soil for the roses."
"But the Territory Barrier needs trees to take root, not flowers!" Hua Yan held the government official's hand and wailed like a ghost, "Is it really okay for the government to change people so casually? Huh?! "
"I'm a fragile little flower! Open your eyes and look carefully! I'll be squeezed dry by the barrier ahhhhh — —! "
Hua Yan thought it through very well. She applied for the position of Commander in the House of Guardians because the occupation of Commander had a military rank, five insurance and one pension, and retirement protection. There were also generous subsidies and pensions for disability and death.
But who told her that her occupation actually became a God's Inquisitor!
Yes, it was that garbage occupation with high risk and high mortality rate. Not only did it not have five insurance and one pension, but all the salary was also used to forge knives. There was no compensation for disability and death!
And for her family, being a Commander was just waiting for death. Being a God's Inquisitor meant being squeezed to death by the Time Government's Territory Barrier!
At that time, Sister Iris bravely challenged the limits of self-destruction and became a God's Inquisitor for a year, and when she came back, her spiritual power had tripled! Tripled!
It was said that if Sister Iris didn't cultivate day and night in the Benmaru, she would be sucked dry by the Territory Barrier and become a salted and dehydrated jellyfish. Save me! I'm going to kill the roses!
But how could her astute grandfather allow her to escape at the last minute? By the time Hua Yan reacted, she had been directly transmitted to the Time Government's base camp by the Teleportation Array.
Hua Yan, who looked delicate and gorgeous but was actually an otaku girl, felt that life was simply meaningless.
As a beautiful rose, if it wasn't inserted in the hair of a beautiful little sister, what was the meaning of life!
Mitsuki Munechika and Zong San Zuo Language, as the two most senior Dao in the Benmaru, came to pick up the new God's Inquisitor with a heavy responsibility.
Funerary Deities, who looked as beautiful as the Moon Goddess, had just walked into the Time Government's office when he saw a beautiful young girl in a military uniform, holding a backpack, squatting pitifully in the waiting room.
The little girl's appearance was really easy to recognize. Her eyebrows and eyes were bright like thorns and roses. Even Ping An Laodao, who advocated elegance and elegance, had to admit her beauty.
Could such a weak and petite girl, who needed to be wrapped in the most gorgeous silk brocade, really bear that heavy responsibility?
Mitsuki Munechika had concerns, but he still smiled and walked towards the pitiful looking girl.
People and Dao were the same. If one's skills were not as good as others, one would die. And death was the end of all things, which was normal.
Mitsuki Munechika was so calm and indifferent. He was about to go forward and say hello to the little girl, but he saw the little girl suddenly look up at them. He was stunned for a while, and his eyes lit up.
She stood up. Her neat military uniform was exquisite and solemn, which set off the little girl's red lips and white teeth to be bright and beautiful. Her spirit was very good, and there was a bit of valiance in it.
She flipped her wrist, and a red rose that was almost dripping blood grew on her tender white palm.
"This beautiful little sister."
She held the flower in her hand, and her smile was as sweet as a strawberry cake wrapped in cream. Her wine-red eyes were overflowing with silky and blurred tenderness like water.
"I don't know if Hua Yan can be lucky enough to turn into this rose and pin it on your spring cherry-like hair?"
Mitsuki Munechika silently turned his head.
Theta Sagittarii, the caged bird with cherry-colored hair, Zuo Onji, who had been silent, suddenly had a dark expression.
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