Why are the magical girls in your area male?

Yuan Qing sat down cross-legged, and just before his bottom hit the ground, he shifted a bit to the right, creating a slight distance between himself and the Shadow Beast... no, between himself and Shiori Shiomi.

Seeing this, Shiori Shiomi stretched out her finger and pointed it at the pool in mid-air. A pure magical power slowly floated out, making the entire pool exceptionally cool.

Without looking up, she said, "Take off your shoes, I'll allow you to soak for a while."

"Aren't you afraid of my strange smell anymore?"

"As long as you're not afraid my feet are poisonous."

"what."

Yuan Qing chuckled to himself.

He took off his shoes and socks and dipped his feet into the cool pool water, a refreshing coolness instantly spreading from the soles of his feet.

The magic Shiori Shiori infused seemed to have the effect of relieving fatigue, instantly dispelling the exhaustion from climbing the tower.

The two sat side by side, their bare feet soaking in the cool pool water, watching the fish swimming in the water and the moonlight reflected in it, listening to the tinkling sound of the flowing water from the central statue.

The atmosphere was unusually peaceful, even with a touch of warmth.

"By the way, Chairman."

"Ok?"

You seem very happy today, did something good happen?

"Can't you be happy if there's nothing good happening?"

"No, it's just that I rarely see you like this, so I was surprised."

"Humph."

Shiori Shiomi gave a soft hum, paused, and then said, "I am indeed happy. After all, seeing you is like seeing 200 million yen beckoning to me."

In all of Japan, how many people would be unhappy to see 'Fukuzawa Yukichi'?

"That's true... So can I take that to mean you're happy to see me?"

Yuan Qing teased shamelessly.

However, Shiori Shiomi did not respond.

She gazed at the carp at her feet, then changed the subject: "I've already seen the briefing on your dungeon raid tonight, as well as the projection provided by the Echoing Stone."

"What do you think?"

"Stupid, completely uncooperative."

"But you can't blame me entirely. There were too many unexpected messes. You don't know, Danzhu, well, nothing much."

"Nothing in this world is ever scripted before you have to act it out. That's why improvisation is so important."

"The president is right."

"Heh." Shiori Shiomi glanced at him.

After a pause, she suddenly said meaningfully, "However, you do care about your teammates, that's a plus."

Yuan Qing didn't grasp the deeper meaning behind the other person's words and replied with a smile, "Of course."

"......snort."

Shiori Shiomi gave a soft snort and turned her head away.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Qing started another topic: "President, I have climbed to the tenth floor."

"Hmm, and then?"

"Levels 3 to 9 are basically the same, mostly groups of small monsters that can be wiped out in a few hits, so there's nothing to worry about."

The person who created this tower must have had a peculiar twisted sense of humor, placing a big boss on the second floor, followed by a bunch of smaller monsters after defeating the boss.

Only the guard on the ninth floor was an elite; it took some time to defeat him.

"Since they're elite guards, there must be a lot of shady dealings on the 10th floor, right?"

"Oh my? I didn't expect the president to have such good game design ideas."

Yuan Qing raised an eyebrow and continued, "That's right, the 10th floor is very special; it's a trial ground that will affect my future."

It's different from a boss, but if you want to become stronger or reach higher levels, you must defeat it.

Shiori Shiomi paused slightly as she stirred the water.

She pressed further, "What exactly is it like?"

"Hmm, let me think..."

Yuan Qing pondered for a moment, organized his words, and gave a general account of his battles with the former king.

Especially his opponent's incomprehensible fighting style, despite his slow movements, he always managed to strike first and perfectly replicate and crush all of his attacks.

"I feel that it is both an examiner and a mentor."

Yuan Qing concluded, his tone tinged with admiration, "All my moves are like children playing house in front of it."

It's telling me in the most direct way that I still have a long way to go.

Shiori Shiomi lowered her head, a faint, obscure light flickering in her eyes, as if she were deep in thought.

Yuan Qing turned his head, looked at her intently, and said, "Little President, do me a favor."

"I just told you to beg, but you didn't. Now you don't have the chance."

"..."

Yuan Qing was stunned for several seconds before she realized that the other person was still talking about licking her jade feet.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud in anger.

"President, when did you catch Toriumi Riki's disease? We're talking about serious business here!"

Shiori Shiomi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, remaining silent and gesturing for him to continue.

"Ahem, it's like this, President, do you have any magical girls around you who are proficient in both magic and swordsmanship and can be my sparring partner?"

Ideally, it would be someone who can learn my attack methods and combat techniques and perfectly replicate them.

The trials don't allow for shortcuts, but that doesn't stop me from finding a teacher outside. Skills honed through last-minute cramming are still a form of skill, aren't they? You agree, right?

"..."

Shiori Shiomi lowered her head, lost in thought.

Seeing her like this, Yuan Qing couldn't help but feel uneasy.

His mastery of melee weapons is already maxed out, and he has very few skills before changing jobs, so the number of spells he can actually use is also limited.

In just their first sparring session, Yuan Qing could tell that the difference between the two was not just in swordsmanship or magic, but in their overall mastery and application of the skills.

The old king is a very good mentor. If possible, Yuan Qing would like to spar with him a few more times.

However, the S-level rating reward must be obtained within 10 attempts.

If the opponent doesn't have that time-stopping ability that looks like "Seanwistan," Yuan Qing is confident he can memorize the board within 10 tries.

Unfortunately, that skill is just too overpowered; I don't know how to use it.

When the system judged that the two were of equal strength, it probably didn't take this move into account, right?

If you want to improve your skills but don't want to lower the difficulty and give up the rewards, the only way is to find an opponent similar to the old king to give you extra lessons.

The question is, can Shiori Shiomi find such an opponent?

Seeing that the other party did not respond for a long time, Yuan Qing couldn't help but ask, "President, you haven't said anything, does that mean you don't have anything?"

"..."

"Sigh, well, I knew it wouldn't be that easy..."

Yuan Qing sighed helplessly.

Just as he began to feel lost, Shiori Shiomi suddenly moved.

She slowly withdrew her small, delicate feet from the water, water droplets sliding down her ankles and dripping onto the smooth marble.

Then, a faint light shone from her fingers as she slowly and deliberately wiped away the water stains on her feet.

Her movements were elegant and composed, exuding an innate aristocratic air.

After wiping away the water stains, she stood up, her moon-white nightgown fluttering gently in the night breeze.

The moonlight shone on her, as if draping her in a layer of silver gauze.

"Have."

After a while, Shiori Shiomi's cool voice rang out.

Yuan Qing's spirits lifted: "Who is it?"

A barely perceptible smile curved her lips as she looked at Yuan Qing, her slender fingers lightly touching the tip of her nose.

"I."

"..."

Yuan Qing smiled with relief.

Family, would you believe me if I said I wasn't surprised at all?

Volume 1: Chapter 94 The Guild Leader Hid Something, Something of King-Level Skill! (6K)

Seeing Yuanqing's relieved smile, Shiori Shiori couldn't help but frown.

With one hand on her hip and a cold look in her eyes, she asked, "What, you don't believe me?"

"I dare not disbelieve!"

Yuan Qing quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "I just feel that reality is sometimes really this dramatic. What's that saying again?"

It's so far away, yet so close at hand! I searched high and low without finding it, only to have it come to me effortlessly!

Shiori Shiomi frowned and scolded, "Do you think I can't hear the veiled barbs in your sarcastic words? Just say what you want to say."

"Ahem, what I mean is, as a true master, could you show us your skills? It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that we all want to broaden our horizons!"

"Okay, what's so difficult about that?"

"Alright, then let's do the moon etching tomorrow..."

"No, right now, right here."

"Huh? Reiner! Are we going to do it? Right now? Right here!?"

Yuan Qing stared in astonishment.

Before he could react, he heard two sharp cracking sounds as two broken branches came hurtling towards him.

One of them was held by Shiori Shiomi, while the other fell next to Ao Minamoto.

He stood up, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "President, you must be joking. This is the real world, and your manor is right behind us!"

Aren't you afraid a fight will break out and destroy the house? It's all hard-earned money!

"Wouldn't it be enough to stop there?"

Shiori Shiomi held a tree branch in her right hand and stroked the tip of the branch with her left hand, as if she were caressing a real sword.

"Whether it's a magical girl or an awakened one, their power will be suppressed in the real world, so it's just right for the purpose of sparring."

"That's true... as long as you don't make me pay for the things I break later."

Yuan Qing chuckled and teased, picked up a branch, and slowly retreated about ten meters, distancing himself from Shiori.

As he retreated further and further away, Yuan Qing's gaze gradually became serious.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Shiori Shiomi nodded slightly, tilted her head back a little, and said in a cool voice:

“I will use ten percent of my power to spar with you, and my moves will be based on the old king you just mentioned.”

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this round of sparring should be decided in a single move.

"Well, little guild master, even if it's just a friendly spar, what you're saying is a bit too hurtful."