Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

"Diwu...diwu..."

At this moment, the shrill and rapid sound of sirens pierced the silent night sky, as if a ferocious beast was roaring.

As the noise grew louder, police cars with flashing red and blue lights and the vehicles carrying the investigators came speeding from far away towards the distant mansion.

The wheels made a sharp sound as they rubbed against the ground, and the headlights illuminated the road ahead, forming bright strips of light, giving people a tense and serious feeling.

It must be Miyano who called.

In order not to alert the enemy and because she was confident in her own abilities, she only brought Xiaoyu with her. Now that she has failed, she needs help to investigate the traces and uncover the flaws of Shadow.

After seeing this scene, the two people behind Feng carefully looked at the former's unfathomable "back of the head", looked at each other, and then spoke in a flattering tone.

"Lord Shadow, you are truly worthy of your name. Even the investigators and police officers of Zhuqing City can't do anything to you." On Feng's left, the Earl bowed slightly and said.

"Yes, yes. I was terrified the moment I saw that desert dragonfly appear. It's all thanks to Lord Shadow that he's so powerful."

Silverface on the right immediately echoed, his voice filled with admiration and respect, "That 'Justice Miyano' is no better than this, being played around by you, sir..."

The two were initially forcibly controlled by Feng, but in subsequent actions, his endless ruthless methods had completely conquered them, and his prestige took root in their hearts.

Feng didn't look back. He stood on the edge of the roof, his black robe fluttering in the wind. He listened to the flattery of the two people behind him with an expressionless face, and there was no ripple in his heart.

After a moment, he tilted his head slightly and asked calmly, "How is the assassination mission assigned to you going?"

Upon hearing this, the two men quickly stopped talking. The Earl stepped forward and replied respectfully, "Your Excellency, everything has been completed successfully."

Silverface immediately echoed, "Yes, Captain, rest assured, we have successfully eliminated all the targets."

"Yeah, well done."

Feng nodded lightly to show that he understood.

From this point of view, Nishikawa Aoi's mission has been basically completed. The only thing left is to find time to report back and get the other half of Tanshi's training secrets.

Feng was silent for a while before he slowly said, "But for the next period of time, you all have to behave yourself and don't act on your own. Do you understand?"

His voice was not loud, but it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, Captain!"

The two men responded in unison, then bowed to Feng in unison.

"Let's go. From now on, our contact point will be the old city. The original cemetery must have been discovered by the Alliance..."

Feng explained some more things and let the two leave.

After Silver Face and the Earl responded, they flashed and quickly merged into the boundless darkness like a ghost, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

As they left, the surroundings became quiet.

Feng was left alone, on the empty rooftop, quietly gazing at the brilliantly lit city night scene in the distance...

……

The next morning.

As usual, Feng temporarily bid farewell to his "Shadow" identity that many people were thinking about last night.

Qingmu Feng, the good student who has returned, carried the young tit's elf egg on his back and walked towards the school cafeteria with Malanla and the wind fairy who had just finished morning exercise, with light steps.

"Wind~"

As soon as he stepped into the cafeteria, the Wind Fairy smelled an enticing aroma. His stomach immediately growled and he flew towards his favorite window with drooling mouth.

"Wind Fairy, wait a minute!"

Feng called it softly, but got no response, so he could only follow it helplessly.

"Ma-chan~"

Malanla was also led over by Feng's claws, with a look of disgust on her face, as if she disdainful of the wind fairy's presumptuous behavior.

When Feng and Malanla also came to the window to buy food.

The wind fairy was already chewing corn with a happy look on its face, making cheerful noises from time to time. A few corn kernels were still stuck on its mouth, and it looked as if it had not eaten for several days.

A cafeteria lady selling food nearby was looking at the cute wind fairy with a big smile on her face, and kept advising her, "Eat slowly, there's still a lot here..."

Seeing this scene, Feng was speechless. He hurried over and apologized with his head bowed: "I'm sorry, my wind fairy has caused you trouble. I will pay the bill right away."

"Hey, it's okay. I like this child. I'll just give you these corns..."

The cafeteria auntie waved her hand, looked at the polite boy in front of her, and said earnestly, "Student, you don't look very strong, you have to eat more, otherwise you will suffer in a fight~"

"Forehead……"

After hearing the cafeteria aunt's kind advice, Feng didn't know what to say. His expression was a little embarrassed, and in the end he could only thank her for her kindness.

……

After leaving the window selling corn, Feng went to look at other windows.

After some selection, I ordered myself a vegetable salad and a delicious sandwich filled with ham, lettuce and tomato.

As for Ma'la, Feng knew that it loved fish, so he ordered a plate full of fresh and juicy fish fillets for it, while the wind fairy was still chewing on a piece of sweet and soft corn.

Just like that, one person and two pets each took their favorite food, found a quiet corner to sit down, and began to enjoy this wonderful dining time.

As soon as I sat down, the morning news began to be broadcast on the TV screen installed in the cafeteria.

Feng ate while watching, and took out five bottles of Moo Moo Milk. He gave one bottle to each Pokémon of Magna and Wind Sprite, and when no one was paying attention, he threw two bottles into the shadow.

Just as Feng was enjoying his rare leisure time, a piece of news on TV caught his attention.

"Yesterday evening, the owner of the Black Crow Transport Company was murdered at home. According to the Alliance investigators, the murderer is named Shadow, who has committed numerous murders and remains at large..."

A well-dressed host spoke as a photo of a man in a black robe appeared on TV.

"Isn't this... me?"

Feng was about to take a bite of the sandwich when his mouth suddenly stopped. He immediately raised his head, his eyes seemed to be glued to the TV.

That's not right. He has assassinated so many people before, why did he have to be on TV this time?

Could it be that Miyano has broken down and is trying to disgust himself?

"But please rest assured, Miss Junsha and the investigators are already pursuing him with all their might. We have urgently issued an official Alliance wanted order throughout the Sinnoh region!"

On TV, the host continued, "Dear citizens, if you have any clues about this criminal, please call the police immediately. There is a 500 million Alliance Coin reward for his capture, and another 100 million for providing key information."

"Below is his personal information. He's less than 1.7 meters tall, has a Gym Leader-level Shield Blade Monster, and his body..."

Seeing this, Feng secretly thought that something was wrong.

I've been in the spotlight so much lately that I've even been put on the wanted list in Shen'ao. So there must be a bounty hunter interested in me, and maybe one has come to Zhuqing City specifically to look for me...

Good guy, if I catch him, I’ll give him 500 million. Can I catch myself?

Qing Mufeng sent "Shadow" in?

Moreover, some of my information has been made public, and there will be many eyes hidden in the dark watching me in my future actions.

Ugh.

It’s better to keep a low profile in the future and manage your public identity as “Qing Mu Feng” well.

"Ma-chan~"

Ma Xuanla also saw the scene on TV. She nudged Feng with her elbow and gave him a teasing look, meaning...

This is too much trouble.