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Not only did Mahiro teach them how to grill fish, but he also taught them how to make other dishes, such as delicious fish soup. As the originally clear soup gradually turned milky white, the women exclaimed in surprise.

After tasting it, Bonnie and Tsukushi showed their faces full of happiness, while Akame and Kurome looked at him with eyes full of worship and fervor after tasting it.

His beautiful and happy memories are deeply imprinted in my mind.

In fact, although Mahiro was their instructor, he gave them a kind of care they had never felt before.

Although these are just training sessions, it's actually more like taking them out for fun.

Unlike the feeling of "father" Gozchi before, it was not just a cold, superficial title. Mahiro brought them the most genuine warmth of home.

If they could, they would even wish that time could stand still at this moment.

However, after they had eaten and drunk their fill, the women hugged their thighs and curled up to watch the flames flickering in the evening breeze on the woodpile.

They were all in low spirits, and it could be said that they were all reflecting on their actions.

After all, no matter what, they were all marked as unqualified in today's training, but how could they not understand Yotsuba-sama's gentleness, her reluctance to let them go hungry!

However, this tenderness made them feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"Lord Yotsuba, Tsukushi... Tsukushi will definitely work hard from now on! If Tsukushi still can't catch any fish tomorrow, please don't pity me, Lord Yotsuba!"

rare.

Of the six, the first to speak up was surprisingly Tsukushi, who had the gentlest personality and was like a mascot for the healing team.

Those amber eyes were filled with unwavering conviction.

She felt that if she didn't do something and work hard, she would be letting down Yotsuba-sama's kindness!

After she spoke out, others echoed her sentiments.

"Bonnie... Bonnie, me too!"

Stupid Bonnie has a limited vocabulary, and in the end, he could only squeeze out this one sentence.

"Is that so? Then I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

"Yes!!!"

The cries of six girls echoed through the night sky.

That night, Mahiro did not go back, but instead set up a temporary dwelling for him and the girls to live in.

Mahiro lay on the wooden bed on the other side.

The other girls faced him across the aisle, their gazes fixed on the sleeping Shinji.

Silent all night.

The next morning, the women began their training.

Still wearing his weights, he jumped into the river.

But it must be said that they have indeed made progress today.

Although they still didn't catch any fish, they actually managed to touch a fish's tail today. They almost caught it once, but their hands slipped and they couldn't throw it onto the shore.

Even tonight, knowing they hadn't caught any prey, they took it upon themselves to punish themselves by not eating.

Even the most gluttonous Akame and Kurome suppressed their appetites.

Although they were all drooling with envy when they saw Makoto roasting meat in front of the campfire and smelled the aroma, they were still tempted.

On the third day, they finally caught their first fish.

A week later, they were able to catch a small number of fish to barely fill their stomachs.

Six months passed just like that.

These girls have completely mastered the art of concealing their presence, and they use it exceptionally well; even carrying heavy loads cannot affect them.

Just like the top predator in the deep pools of rivers, it once drove the river tuna in the pools to extinction.

Nahash and Green were trained by Esdeath during this period.

This woman seems to be addicted to training as well. According to Neu, Esdeath comes up with different ways to torment the two of them every day.

However, it must be said that if they can withstand Esdeath's attacks, their strength will definitely undergo a qualitative change.

Niu is the best example.

Originally, Neu wasn't very strong, but after Esdeath's personal training, her strength has become formidable.

Two years passed by like sand slipping through their fingers, but in their arduous training, Akame and the others seemed to forget the concept of time.

Perhaps it was because Mahiro often ate, lived, and traveled with them, and accompanied them during training, or perhaps it was because each training session was full of novelty and made them very happy.

After two years of training, the bodies of this elite eight-person team have grown stronger day by day, especially Cornelia, Gin, and Tsukushi, whose bodies have grown to be full of femininity.

The sisters, Akame and Kurome, exude a youthful charm.

Bonnie, however, had a flat chest that hadn't grown much, but her legs were well-maintained and more alluring and firm than Cornelia's!

Most importantly, their physical condition has improved several times over, and the weight they used to carry has increased from 30 pounds to 90 pounds!

Whether eating or sleeping, they always wore them, and no one took them off without Zhenxun's permission.

A year ago, Esdeath was going on an expedition to fight against the alien tribes on the southwestern border, so Nahash and Grin rejoined the team.

However, whether it was Nahash and Grin who had been trained by Esdeath, or the six girls who had survived under his care, in terms of physique alone, they were in no way inferior to Daidas of the Three Beast Warriors.

The growth can be described as gratifying.

However, at this moment, the capital city was also caught in a storm, and the atmosphere became tense and frozen.

There is only one reason——

The empire's old emperor is critically ill!

Chapter 133 Turmoil in the Capital (5.5K)

The old emperor's critical illness may not have such a big impact on the empire as a whole.

After all, many people don't even know who the emperor is.

But it caused a huge shock to the capital, and all forces began to stir.

Lord Honest's faction has already begun to act, while other factions are also observing in secret, ready to take action at any time and participate in the struggle for the throne among the princes.

Even the Imperial Capital Garrison, which belongs to the military, is no exception.

The head of the garrison held meetings almost every two or three days, and each time he solemnly told them that they must be on high alert during this period and pay close attention to the number of people entering and leaving the capital.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

This minister has considerable ambitions and seems to want to get involved in this struggle as well.

No, perhaps from the beginning this minister had already supported one of the many crown princes, and was preparing to find a way to help him rise to power with supporters from the same camp.

Then, as a new round of reshuffling begins in the distribution of power in the upper echelons of the empire, this minister intends to take this opportunity to rise rapidly in rank.

It evokes a sense of déjà vu, reminiscent of the impending death of Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The only difference was that Empress Dowager He and the Ten Attendants were replaced, and the revolutionary army was no match for the Yellow Turban Army and the Taiping Dao.

"However, it's none of my business."

He was just a lowly deputy minister of the garrison; how could he possibly care about so many trivial matters? Besides, if the higher-ups wanted to play around, they could let him make a fuss.

If things don't get heated, it won't be fun.

He just needs to watch the show.

Just like now, Mahiro is walking alone in the military headquarters corridor, playing with a small medicine bottle in his hand.

As he manipulated it, the bright red liquid in the glass bottle slowly flowed out.

Because the security team had another meeting this morning, the assassination squad's training was canceled yet again.

So at this moment he was preparing to go back to his office to slack off a little.

The vial he was playing with contained the blood of a Dangerous Beast, or what could be called an Imperial Arm—

【The Demon God Appears - The Essence of Demons】

Of course, this was not blood he extracted from Esdeath's body, but rather blood he recreated using alchemy by analyzing Esdeath's intelligence.

Unlike the original, this blood contains no will.

However, he did not intend to hand over this blood vial to Dr. Fashion. He planned to wait until he obtained Tyrande's blood, had that perverted doctor incorporate it into the potion, and then analyze the potion himself, incorporating this blood of the super dangerous species from the far north into it.

However, when he returned to his office, Seryu was there too.

She seemed troubled by something, biting her pen and looking listless. She didn't even notice him coming in.

"Oh dear, who bullied my adorable Seryu-chan? Why does she look so miserable today?"

Shinji stepped forward and teased her slightly.

"Fourth, Vice Minister Yotsuba!"

Upon hearing the voice, Seryu reflexively looked up and, upon seeing Yotsuba Mahiro, quickly stood up from her seat.

Her ample bosom swayed so much that it made one feel slightly dizzy.

After nearly three years of trials and tribulations, Seryu has grown considerably, and her slender figure exudes an invisible attraction.

Not to mention her ever-energetic demeanor, which is the perfect finishing touch!

"Sit down, there's no need to be so formal when it's just the two of us."

Mahiro first waved for her to sit down, and then asked, "What happened that makes you so listless? If you don't mind, you can tell me, and I might be able to give you some advice."

"Um...it's not really anything serious, just a case that happened last night..."

Yesterday, after finishing her case files as a secretary, she took Xiao Bi for a walk around the capital, as is her usual habit, to uphold justice.

As soon as they arrived on the streets of the downtown area, they encountered a heinous murder case.

A teenage girl named Hill, expressionless, killed several men in the street with a kitchen knife; her actions were utterly evil!

When Seryu saw this, she naturally tried to stop him. However, after Mahiro's education, her extreme personality had been corrected. She did not let Kobi carry out justice, but simply wanted to take down the other party and lock him up in jail to await trial.

But when Seryu made her move, she realized that she was no match for the girl with her skills alone!

Furthermore, since the other party didn't seem to have any desire to fight her, it was only when Captain Eucli happened to pass by that the crazed girl was finally subdued, but Seryu suffered a considerable knife wound!

After several investigations, the truth was revealed: the girl was connected to a previous murder case.

The girl killed a man. Although it was a fatal blow, it was ruled as self-defense at the time. So the man's friends came and sought revenge on the girl.

As a result, they suffered a counterattack.

"Oh, so that's what it is..."

Mahiro had some recollection of it, because he had handled this case himself.

From both a public and private perspective, there is no problem in ruling the case as legitimate self-defense.

I just didn't expect that this naive girl, Hill, would meet Seryu so early... no, it's probably because of him.

If he hadn't taken Seryu as his secretary, he wouldn't have been able to patrol the lower town streets and run into Hill.

"However, isn't this a win-win situation? Seryu, you've uncovered the truth behind evil, isn't that in line with righteousness?"

"Lady Yotsuba, Seryu isn't the reason for your troubles."

Seryu pouted and continued muttering, "I suddenly realized that if I don't have strong enough strength, I definitely won't be able to defeat all evil! Little Bi is very strong, but he can't be too far away from me, and my own strength is too weak!"

Indeed, her body had not received specialized training. Even though she had studied combat techniques with Ouka for a period of time, she was still fundamentally weak.

Actually, you can't blame Seryu for this. After all, his original plan was to train Seryu to be a civil official and his personal secretary, so he didn't specifically train her martial arts skills.

Just then, Seryu suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Lord Yotsuba, please take a look at this for me."

Seryu unbuttoned his guard uniform and slipped his hand inside, instantly feeling a soft, warm touch on his palm.

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As Zhenxun gently moved her fingers, searching for a plum blossom amidst the falling snow, she asked curiously, "What do you want me to look at? Size? Although I haven't measured it myself, it does seem to be quite a bit bigger than before."

"Yotsuba-sama, you idiot! Who...who told you to touch there? I was talking about a spot a little behind it."