After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

Having no memory of Joel, the appearance of such a person beside him and Robin was highly suspicious.

It is essential to find out Joel's true identity and his purpose in approaching Robin.

Otherwise, this beautiful neighbor would be a bomb that could explode at any moment.

If the other party is indeed a bomb, you must defuse it to protect your family and privacy.

The first floor was filled with clothes and miscellaneous items, and the living room was extremely simple, with nothing but a table and empty wine bottles, giving it the feel of a female otaku.

So Martin tiptoed up to the second floor.

He had already activated his Observation Haki to its fullest extent, fearing that he might alert Yoel and be noticed by the other party.

The smell of alcohol was very strong on the second floor, permeating the entire second-floor corridor. Martin also found a wine bottle at the corner of the bedroom door.

The door was ajar, with a crack in it. Martin peeked inside and, with his keen senses, heard some sounds.

"...Princess Thorn, you are so willful. Do you want me to personally invite you back?"

A deep, muffled male voice came from behind.

"I'm still on vacation and don't want to go back. Don't come looking for me. We'll talk when I've had enough fun."

"Have you had enough fun? Don't forget the task I gave you. You can leave if you want, but you have to complete the task first!"

"The mission? I've already found the mission target and am investigating... Don't worry about the rest, and don't come looking for me, or I'll continue to disappear."

With Yoel's clear and indifferent voice, all sounds abruptly ceased; he must have hung up the Den Den Mushi.

Clearly, the Thorn Princess is some kind of code name for Joel, and Joel must be in some special organization.

The other end of that Den Den Mushi should be Yoel's boss.

Martin immediately became alert.

So, does this mean that Joel had ulterior motives for befriending Robin?

Is Robin the target she's talking about?

If it is indeed Robin, then why doesn't she take any action against Robin?

It sounds like this beautiful woman doesn't get along with her boss.

In short, Martin is now full of questions.

Everything about Joel became unusually complicated after this conversation.

Upon hearing footsteps coming from inside, Martin immediately hid in an inconspicuous corner of the corridor, concealing himself and remaining completely silent.

He wasn't afraid of being detected by Observation Haki. Observation Haki isn't an ability that can be used all the time; it can only be used when needed. Otherwise, it would consume a lot of mental energy and make him tired easily.

He bet that Yorle wouldn't activate his Observation Haki at home.

This homebody loves staying at home, and now that the opportunity is rare, she absolutely cannot miss it.

Martin, hiding around the corner, dared not breathe, trying his best to suppress his heartbeat to the lowest level. He listened to the other person's footsteps entering the bathroom, and heard the sound of running water coming from inside. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

What a great opportunity!

He tiptoed into the other person's room.

This is a typical woman's bedroom, with pink sheets, red curtains, and a very simple interior, almost monotonous except for the wardrobe.

Clothes and slippers that had just been taken off were scattered on the floor; Mrs. Joel must have gone into the bathroom barefoot.

It's worth noting that there was a case of red wine in the room, branded by High Heels, which is exactly the brand that Joel likes to drink.

"Is drinking your hobby? Is she a typical female alcoholic...?"

Martin was speechless for a moment, then began to explore. He opened the wardrobe and found only about ten outfits inside, which didn't look like a beautiful woman's wardrobe.

One of the outfits caught his eye: a black, tight-fitting leather skirt.

This leather jacket and skirt should be quite flattering, and I don't know what material it's made of, but it's incredibly durable and blends into the darkness.

cough cough...

Martin began searching drawer by drawer and found a lot of women's underwear.

"Judging from the bra size, Joel should be an F."

Martin recalled the car lights from his memory; they were so bright they could blind a man.

He continued searching and found a Den Den Mushi (communication phone) in a small wooden box on the bedside table.

Telephone Den Den Mushi are not something ordinary people can own. They are expensive, require special food to feed, and are considered controlled materials, so very few people in the general public can use them.

Two golden and sharp spikes were found beside the bed, each about a foot long. They were made of an unknown metal and were very tough and heavy.

Is it sea stone plated with gold?

She can even get her hands on rare materials like sea stone?

He also found Joel's identification documents in a box under the bed, but the name on them was "Joel Fojé," not Yuri Joel.

I think Yurijol is Mrs. Joel's real name; there's no useful information there.

It seems that Joel has hidden himself very well, and it is impossible for me to find clues about his identity and origin in a short period of time.

Martin suddenly had a premonition to slip away while the other person was taking a shower, but his Observation Haki sensed another kind of Haki probing him.

It's Joel!

Damn it, she has a habit of using Observation Haki to investigate regularly?

This girl is so alert!

Martin immediately opened the door, ready to make his escape, but the instant he opened the door, he sensed a murderous aura and instinctively ducked to avoid it.

Uh...

Then a snow-white foot came flying with a gust of wind, grazing his hair as it kicked past.

boom!

These feet were incredibly delicate and pink, yet their destructive power was astonishing. One kick shattered the cabinet, pierced the wall, and sent splinters of wood and dust flying everywhere.

As the fragrant breeze wafted over, Martin turned around and saw Mrs. Joel, dressed in a bathrobe, staring coldly at him. Her clothes were still damp, her black hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, but there was a murderous intent in her eyes.

Joel snorted coldly, his figure suddenly swayed, and he disappeared from the spot.

It's a shave!

Martin felt a strong gust of wind behind him, but there was no time to dodge.

He immediately used the iron block, causing the other person's foot to kick him in the back, and his body trembled as a result.

Ouch, that hurts a little!

Girl, are you practicing the Vajra Kick?

"who are you?"

Joel took a few steps back and asked in a cold voice, his demeanor icy, as if he were a completely different person.

Martin chuckled awkwardly, "Do you believe me? I'm just an overly curious guy who wants to get to know you, handsome."

A snow-white foot kicked him directly in the face.

Mmm, so soft and fragrant!

Martin reached out and grabbed the little foot, warning it sternly, "Don't kick it with your leg, you'll expose yourself!"

Joel：/(//o/ω/o//)/

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Chapter 37 The Sword Arrives!

I blushed, though.

Jokes are jokes.

Joel immediately raised his other leg and lashed out with a roundhouse kick.

Snapped!

Martin immediately let go and threw a punch, his fist colliding with his foot, using his fist to neutralize the destructive power of that delicate pink foot.

He could feel the powerful force emanating from that fair, delicate foot, which made his arm tremble violently.

As expected of a 35-year-old woman, even when she used her iron fist to fight, you could feel that terrifying power.

That's incredibly powerful!

Ugh!

That tiny, snow-white foot came rushing in again with a gust of wind.

Iron block, bounce back!

A snow-white, jade-like little foot landed squarely on his chest. Martin bulged his pectoral muscles, and Joel's little foot immediately felt the impact. It seemed that the drunkenness and water stains made his steps a little unsteady, and he took several steps back.

Joel simply ripped off his bathrobe and threw it out, then slipped into the nearby wardrobe while the bathrobe blocked the other person's view.

As Martin discarded the towel that was obscuring his view, he heard the sound of someone getting dressed coming from the shop window.

Then a long leg wearing black boots slowly emerged from the wardrobe.

With a deadly allure, Joel, dressed in a black, tight-fitting, slit leather skirt, stepped out of the closet.

The outfit change speed is incredibly fast; it can be described as a one-click outfit change!

The other person was dressed in a black, tight-fitting leather dress, holding two golden spikes in their hands—the two Seastone Golden Spikes.

Oops!

After letting out a soft burp, Joel's cheeks flushed red, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent, making him a completely different person from before.

Overwhelmingly powerful!

I like.

Martin also became interested, feeling his blood boiling and his heart pounding.