I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Above the surface, deep inside the castle in the central city.

A man was sitting on a high chair, in front of him was an ornate wooden table and piles of paper documents.

The man looked to be no more than twenty years old, which was the most youthful and motivated age. However, at this moment, he was lying in a pile of paper, covering his head, motionless, with only the sound of his even breathing being heard.

He seemed to be sleeping so soundly that he didn't even notice someone coming.

Until someone tapped him on the shoulder and woke him up.

"Master Ye!"

"Wow...ah, Secretary Brun, you scared me...what's going on, any progress?"

The man got up from the table, wiped the crystals from the corners of his mouth, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"Master Ye, if it really doesn't work, please go and rest first."

"no!"

The man called Young Master Ye shook his head, forced himself to cheer up, and picked up another piece of information from the table.

"This is the first important task that my father has entrusted to me with great difficulty! I must do it well!"

Because this is also the beginning of my inheritance of this family.

Young Master Ye did not say the second half of the sentence, but everyone understood it.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

"I did find out..."

Secretary Brun took out a piece of white paper from his arms, with only one name written on it.

"what is this?"

Young Master Ye tilted his head, his mind full of question marks, but Secretary Brun was also quite helpless.

"We went to lock down the room, but we didn't find any clues... The only clues were the name used when registering the room, and the portrait used when registering it."

At the same time, the secretary handed over a photo, which was of Maki Ikeuchi.

The big hotel in the central city is under magical surveillance.

"But the problem is, we can't find any information about this person or this name, not even in the national registry, there is no such face or name.

That is, there is no information about this person.”

This made Young Master Ye frown. No information? How is that possible!

Illegal household? No, under the leadership of the Brun family, his father had already completed the nationwide population popularization, which was carried out every five years. It was impossible for illegal households to appear, let alone illegal households in the central city.

Disguise magic? Human skin mask? Impossible, either. Magic surveillance can be seen through, and human skin mask also needs a template.

It is possible to deceive magical surveillance, but the prerequisite is that it is powerful enough... and if it is really powerful enough, it would not be chased across dozens of streets by their law enforcement team.

Then we can only admit that this person really exists and is not registered.

Young Master Ye felt his scalp tingling...

"Secretary Brun, retrieve all the surveillance footage from the city in recent days, including the city gates! Quickly check all the footage and find this face, every scene where this person appears.

Also call all the guys who have been guarding the city gates here! I want to interrogate them one by one!"

Secretary Brun nodded his head and said yes, then turned and left, leaving behind a cup of hot coffee and Young Master Ye in silence.

Young Master Ye rubbed his brows in embarrassment. It felt terrible to have no clues... Then he put down the photo in his hand and picked up the white paper with only three words written on it...

"Fang...Wuwei...a pseudonym? That should be it. How could there be someone in this world with such a strange name..."

Reading the strange name written above, Young Master Ye fell into deep thought again.

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Fang Wuwei, who was underground, sneezed, then rubbed his nose, feeling a little strange.

I have a physical condition and I can still sneeze? Why do people scold me?

Then he looked at Ikeuchi Maki, who was sweating profusely in front of him, and touched his chin.

It must be this guy, secretly cursing his master in his heart.

"Don't stop, add two more sets after you finish."

"Eh?!"

After hearing this, Ikeuchi Maki felt numb all over. After a brief moment of confusion, she decisively decided to stop the training she was doing and collapsed on the ground with her butt sticking up, unable to get up.

Even if Fang Wuwei frowned and walked over to kick her little butt, she wouldn't even move.

She is protesting! She is dissatisfied!

"Master - I don't understand - didn't you say we should train our magic? Why do we have to do physical training?"

Ikeuchi Maki was lying on the ground, and even though Fang Wuwei was touching her little butt, she refused to get up.

"You don't have a healthy body, and you still want to practice magic?! Get up and practice again!"

“No—”

Ikeuchi Maki felt very tired, but Fang Wuwei had no intention of letting her rest. He was definitely a devilish teacher.

This made Ikeuchi Maki quite dissatisfied, especially now that her own master was still kicking her little butt, she felt very unhappy.

Ikeuchi Maki looked at her right hand, and a faint blue light emanated from her stratum corneum. She felt a pava flowing through her body...

She decided... to resist!

"Wow!!"

Ikeuchi Maki roared, a burst of energy burst out of his body, and he stood up suddenly, pushing Fang Wuwei out unexpectedly.

Fang Wuwei took several steps back before he could steady himself, looking at Ikeuchi Maki with a puzzled look on his face.

"Master! I want to resist you! I've had enough of your cruelty!!!"

It was said to be resistance, and there was a bit of anger on his face, but deep in his eyes and in his voice there was excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Ikeuchi Maki's roar attracted the attention of other people in the training room, including Morisummer and the Black Flame User.

The training room is not exclusive to them. Not only them, but also people from the Far East Society generally practice here, including the young man who was controlled by him to enter the Far East Society, and other combatants.

Morisummer would stay here when he had nothing to do, teaching others how to use magic and discovering some good seedlings who could communicate with elves...

The Dark Flame User and the Evil King's True Eye User would occasionally come to spar with each other on weekdays, and the strength they displayed was often the envy of the surrounding fighters.

Fang Wuwei had also seen them sparring, and found that if he fought one of them one-on-one, his chances of winning were actually quite good, but they happened to be a pair, and if they teamed up to fight him, they would definitely be in trouble.

He has always been a low-key person. He doesn't want to be too conspicuous in the Far East Society, which is someone else's territory, not to mention that this is someone else's territory. So since he came here, he has never started a fight, both to give face to Morisummer and to maintain his status as a mysterious visitor.

But he never expected that he would be stabbed in the back by his own apprentice.

Nima.

Looking at the obviously excited Ikeuchi Maki in front of him, Fang Wuwei really wanted to go up and knock her on the forehead, telling her to train well and not do anything stupid, but now it seems... too late?

"Look, look... they are about to fight..."

"Wow...it should be amazing..."

"I don't think so. The one with white hair looks very strong..."

The people around them have unknowingly surrounded them, ready to eat the melons with starry eyes.

Fang Wuwei frowned.

"What's wrong? Aren't you tired now?"

Thinking of beating up her master, Maki now felt like a small universe was burning inside her body. Why should she be tired?!

Insulting the teacher and destroying the ancestors!!!

"The power keeps coming! I am tired!"

Maki stretched out her right hand, and with the cooperation of her magic power, the demon's right wrist emitted a blue light, appearing even more powerful.

"give me more power!!"

I haven't heard that after equipping the devil's right hand, he will inherit V's Pava?

Fang Wuwei scratched his head, but Ikeuchi Maki didn't want to talk any more.

With a flick of her hand, Lan Qi appeared in her hand, creating a hurricane-force wind that blew up her snow-white hair.

"Come on! Master!"

Fang Wuwei looked around, especially at Morisummer and the Dark Flame Envoy who were watching from a distance, and sighed helplessly...

"Fight, you can, but if you lose, you have to train me obediently."

"it is good!"

Zhenji agreed readily. Seeing this, Fang Wuwei said no more. He took out the shallow sword from the system space, drew his sword, and prepared to fight.

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This chapter will be posted first, and the second chapter will be posted tomorrow

I'm a little sleepy, I can't code anymore~