I have a lot of wives

Do they hate him?

of course.

Envy, hatred, hatred.

But besides that, in their emotions for the magistrate, there are also gratitude, support, and the most important thing.

That is fear.

The worst order is better than chaos.What's more, the order established by the magistrate is much better than the "worst."

They don’t need to worry about being killed inexplicably while sleeping late at night.There is no need to be afraid of the hard earned merit points being taken away.You don't need to be vigilant anytime and anywhere, don't trust anyone, only trust yourself.

This camp, which was called a "concentration camp" in a mocking tone by your magistrate, finally had some of the functions it should have.Provide rest, stability and even certain entertainment for the "sacred warriors" here.

Even the guy who is most dissatisfied with the magistrate is secretly praying in his heart, if you can, please let this continue.

People who enjoy peace, tranquility and order will never return to the chaos and disorder.

Like a cockscomb, she has lived in this terrible camp for more than two years, but half a month ago, it was the first time she slept well until she woke up naturally.

"That guy is not as bad as his appearance... No, he is not a bad person himself."

Following the cockscomb head on the street, Xia Zhiqiu thought this way: "Even though his tone and attitude towards me are... casual. But that's natural.

Otherwise?Should I expect him to meet all my requirements like a wayward girlfriend?"

It is still safe here.There is still order here.In any case, this is the only good news for now.Although the prospects are a bit daunting, Kasumigaoka still feels that it is not difficult for him.

The mission time limit given by the system has doubled from the previous time, which is four full years.

"In short, the next step is to find ways to increase strength, and then try to earn honor points, and then, um..."

Thinking of this, confusion enveloped Xiazhiqiu Shiyu.The thought that she had to live for so long under such a difficult situation and the expectation of completing the task was still low, she felt very sad and wronged.

"No, you still have to go to that magistrate."

Kasumigaoka, who has been busy all day, thinks like this--

During the day, her task is to wash clothes, cook, and clean the house.Cockscomb's treatment for her is two meals a day, one-fifth honor point, and a run-down tent that can barely live in. The former owner of this run-down tent has just died, and the inside is empty, not to mention the bed, just a There is no ground floor.

She slept drowsy until the middle of the night, and then was awakened from starvation. Compared with the work she had to do every day, two meals of water were more than squishy, ​​and squishy without side dishes was better than anything.

"If it doesn't work, you have to find a way to join an adventure group... No, no, you can't join."

Thinking of this, Xia Zhiqiu quickly denied this decision——

When in the camp, no one dared to commit a crime under the power of the magistrate.

But the wild is different, there is still a place outside the law like the darkness.With her current strength, and a group of "sacred warriors" who have deserved their sins and died, go to such a place for missions, and the final result can be imagined with toes.

"But, if that doesn't work, what should I do? The comb is not taking me in vain..."

Xia Zhiqiu understood the thoughts of that "elder sister".

She certainly did not dare to violate the magistrate's law and force herself.But he could use such legal torture to frustrate Xia Zhiqiu's heart.

Seeing those women whose body and appearance are not as good as their own, as long as they sell themselves, they can easily get enough money.And I work so hard, earn honor points every day, and eat less than one-tenth, or even one-twentieth, of theirs...

After a long time, there will always be ideas.

Xia Zhiqiu knows a lot, that is how ordinary girls in the everyday world have fallen step by step.At first, they simply wanted to work and earn money by their own efforts.But seeing the guys around me one or two, I can easily make a number that I can't make money with my hard work... the feeling of imbalance, the end result is naturally...

"Go hurry up and find that magistrate..."

Thinking like this in her heart, Xia Zhiqiu resisted the hunger and fell asleep again.

However the next day.

"..."

"Not here?"

At the door of the wooden house there was a sign with threatening words written on it.

Anyone who dares to make trouble while I am away, you know.

The wooden house once again made that kind of breath that made Xia Zhiqiu feel a strong discomfort, symbolizing that the enchantment of the judge rose again.The magistrate who proved the codename Crow is really gone.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu: "..."

She felt a strong loss.

...

At the same time, in the gloomy black castle, the magistrate sitting on the side of the long table in the restaurant turned up his mouth, showing a pleasant smile.

This made the old man sitting on the main seat a little uneasy.

It was an old man with pale skin, a white wig, and bloody lips and nails.

Wearing silk garb and velvet robes, if the overly dark temperament is removed, the old man is absolutely handsome.

The tolerance is very good.

The manners are also very good.

Several black knight bodyguards around him are very good.The wraith knights on the outside are good.The vampires dressed in black tuxedos and waiters who seemed to be relatives with him were equally good.

As an earl, an undead lord with countless numbers in the decayed land.The old man is really rare, and he can get so much "good" from your magistrate.

"to be frank."

Because of the other's anxiety, the old man had to speak first to break the awkward silence.

"Even now, it is difficult for me to believe that a living person, especially the magistrate of the Holy See of Light, can actually be my guest."

"I am not the only one to be your guest."

The magistrate said to him in a relaxed tone:

"In my impression, there are at least five judges who have appeared here."

"It's seven." The old man said, "However, their identities are different from yours."

"They are not my guests." While speaking, the old man's mouth turned up, revealing canine teeth that are too sharp for normal people.

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