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Once he had calmed down, the Holy Emperor glared at Zhenxun and once again placed his hands together in front of him.

"But to be honest, Your Highness, you just missed a chance to completely rule the Tokyo area."

Should we continue this topic?

"...I'm not going to say anything, you go ahead and tell me."

Sensing that the Holy Emperor seemed genuinely angry, Makoto wisely shut her mouth and gestured for her to continue.

"Alright, now it's my turn to speak."

His attitude made the Holy Emperor nod in satisfaction. Perhaps it was because Zhenxun was finally willing to listen to her honestly, so he inexplicably felt a strange joy that was hard to explain, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"My main request this time is that you accompany me during the talks, act as my bodyguard, and provide me with support."

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Upon hearing this, Mahiro slowly typed out a question mark, "Are you asking me to be your bodyguard again this time? Although I already guessed it, I still want to say, shouldn't that old man Kikunojo Tendo have assigned you a bodyguard already?"

"When you meet with Emperor Wuzong of Qi, I think you need someone who can navigate politics skillfully, and unfortunately, I am not that kind of person."

This time, he really didn't want to take on the guard duty.

He knew that this time it was Tina, the sniper in the shadows, who was about to appear, but he could take her down in the dark, and the Holy Emperor's safety would remain assured.

In addition, the main reason is that Arcadia has already entered its final stage.

He has basically taken in most of the cursed children in the Tokyo area, and other areas are starting to receive them one after another. So he plans to travel to other countries and bring those children back with him.

If he accepts the commission, he'll really be tied up.

“You’re right, Mr. Mahiro. Rather than a bodyguard, I might indeed need someone who can go toe-to-toe with President Saitama in politics. And Lord Kikunojo has indeed provided me with a bodyguard, but... that person’s motives are not pure.”

In the dimly lit room, illuminated only by candlelight, the Holy Emperor spoke softly.

The cool night breeze blew gently in through the window, causing the silk curtains to sway softly, and the candlelight on the three-pronged candlestick flickered in the wind, making the room light up and down.

Through the dim candlelight, he caught, for the first time, a barely perceptible hint of disgust and deep inner turmoil on the Holy Emperor's fair face.

Then, she slowly stood up from the bedside, went to the windowsill, and extended her slender, snow-white fingertips to close the window. Gazing at the starry night sky, she slowly spoke:

"Mr. Mahiro, as a police officer, you should know very well that in the near future, top police officers from all over the world will be assigned by their respective governments to come here to carry out assassinations and sabotage operations, all for the most important resource in the world that this place is rich in—holmium."

"And the land beneath our feet, the Tokyo area with Mount Fuji, has holmium production accounting for fifty percent of the entire archipelago."

"...So, I don't know when I'll die from assassination. If it weren't for your existence over the past year, I might have died like Mother. And now my body is capable of bearing children, and the Holy Chamber's attendants are constantly urging me to give birth to an heir as soon as possible, so—"

"So, the person that old man arranged for you wasn't just a bodyguard, but also a partner to help you bear children and continue the bloodline of the Holy Family?" Shinji asked calmly, picking up where he left off.

The Holy Emperor pressed his hands against his flat stomach, and although he smiled, his sadness was evident.

She shook her head.

"I don't know what Kikunojo is thinking, but that person definitely has such thoughts, and I don't like them."

"Aren't you afraid that I might have the same thoughts?"

“You wouldn’t.” The Holy Emperor looked at him with a deep gaze. “Mr. Zhenxun, I know you like to make all sorts of jokes, but you are kind and unafraid of power, and you don’t have any greed for power… Moreover, if the person who bears my child is you, I might accept it.”

The Holy Emperor is serious.

At least that's how it appears from her perspective.

Although the words ended with uncertainty, the tone was certain.

Mahiro pursed his lips slightly, his gaze calm.

At this moment, he finally understood why he was so interested in the Holy Emperor.

It wasn't just because the girl had a high status; her saintly purity made him want to dye that purity with his own color.

It's also because of a sense of déjà vu.

It feels like Mayumi, or like the offspring of the Ten Masters Clan, the Eighteen Candidate Families, and the Hundred Families.

They both lack the right to choose their own marriage and are unable to choose their own love.

Therefore, they all compromised and, if possible, chose someone they didn't dislike to continue their bloodline.

"Alright, in that case, I accept this request."

"really?"

"Of course, whether it's being a bodyguard or having a child with His Majesty the Holy Emperor, I'll accept it all."

"As expected, Mr. Mahiro can still crack a joke even in this situation."

A slight smile appeared on the Emperor's lips, and the sadness that had just settled in his heart instantly vanished.

However, Yotsuba Mahiro shook his head and said:

"No, this time, I'm serious."

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That being said, he didn't actually do anything to the Holy Emperor.

Instead, they spent the night in other rooms of the sanctuary, led by a maid.

The following day, through the introduction of the Holy Emperor, he met the guards left by Tendo Kikunojo for the Holy Emperor, a security force headed by Howaki Takuto.

However, the process wasn't so pleasant.

As the Holy Emperor himself described his disgust, this man was indeed repulsive.

His face was full of fake smiles, and he already regarded the Holy Emperor as his own, along with an almost imperceptible chilling killing intent emanating from him.

Taking just the last bit out, this guy was already dead.

Sure enough, after the Holy Emperor left, as he was about to go out for breakfast, Takuto Howaki and his small group ambushed him and took him to the toilet.

"Yotsuba Mahiro, right? The one who defeated Scorpio of the Zodiac? He only did it with underhanded tricks. If I had that kind of secret weapon, I could do it too!"

Bao Xie Zhuoren scoffed and smiled disdainfully.

He then threatened:

"You better remember this: His Highness Tiantong entrusted the Holy Emperor to me, so you stay away from the Holy Emperor, and you're not allowed to participate in the guard duty this time, or don't blame me for breaking your limbs!"

That's truly a classic way of speaking.

Moreover, this method reminded him of his school days, when a group of people who liked to play 80s games particularly enjoyed taking people to the toilet to bully them.

Just like it is now.

Thinking of this, Yotsuba Mahiro couldn't help but sigh:

"Isn't it good to be alive? Life is so short, why do you have to come here to take shortcuts?"

Chapter 79 The Confused Assassin

There are many smart people in this world, but there are also many brainless people.

Takuto Howaki clearly belongs to the latter type, an arrogant idiot who acts recklessly because he has Kikunojo Tendo backing him up.

No, calling someone an idiot would be an insult to the word "idiot."

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing this, Takuto Howaki immediately flew into a rage and raised his fist, intending to punch Mahiro in the face.

Suddenly, the fist inexplicably stopped in mid-air, and his body inexplicably became unable to move.

"What, not going to continue?" Shinji said softly, a faint light of longing lingering around him.

"Damn it, what have you done?! Hey, you guys, get him!"

Bao Xiezhuo shouted.

But no one responded to him.

The men under his command had been turned into ice sculptures, their bodies covered in frost.

No, that's not frost; it's crystallized to be precise.

The River Styx laments, freezing on a spiritual level and crystallizing on a physical level.

"You too will be forever trapped in the River of Oblivion."

Like a devil's whisper, the sound lingered in his ear, and Takuto Howaki felt a chill run through his soul, his consciousness gradually freezing in that moment forever.

His physical body vanished into nothingness with the activation of "Clouds Disperse and Mist Dissipates," leaving not a trace, only the lingering stench of burning flesh in the toilet.

Takuto Howaki's security force was wiped out.

But for Yotsuba Mahiro, this was just a trivial matter, not as important as eating breakfast.

When Seiju discovered that Takuto Howaki had disappeared and began to search frantically, causing a commotion, Mahiro had already left Seiju and gone outside.

However, as soon as he arrived outside the iron gate of the Holy House, a bicycle wobbled and rushed towards him.

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"Ding bell~"

"Ding bell~"

Tina Trump got up very early this morning.

Because the mission required prior reconnaissance of the mission location, she persisted even though she was an owl-type who could only operate at night.

He climbed out of the comfortable, soft bed in the apartment, picked up the jar on the bedside table, grabbed a handful of caffeine pills, and chewed them.

After washing up, I changed into my favorite pretty dress and went out feeling refreshed.

To avoid attracting attention, she didn't make a big fuss, simply riding her beloved bicycle.

But for some reason, the bicycle seemed to be performing poorly today, becoming a bit unruly and eventually leading to a loss of control.

They circled back and forth around a uniquely designed fountain.

It just won't stop...

Even if I wanted to leave, I couldn't.

It inexplicably pulls the bicycle along like a black hole.

Could this be some kind of high-tech weapon newly developed in the Tokyo area?

How terrifying....

Tina dared not stop, she could only pedal with abandon, round and round.

I don't know how long I pedaled, but suddenly the bicycle went out of control again.

The good news is that it didn't crash into the fountain and stayed away from the black hole fountain, which resembles a Möbius strip.

The bad news is that they hit someone.

He was a kind older brother; he actually helped me stop this unruly bicycle.

He saved me...

"A righteous hero... the first time I've ever seen one in my life."

Yotsuba Mahiro: "......."

Where should I even begin to complain?

Is it really heroism to simply stop a wobbling, reckless bicycle and casually remove the silly girl from its lap?

Does this represent justice?

It seems that the Tokyo area is not as good as a bicycle.

However, seeing the girl wearing an oversized nightgown, slippers, and with messy, unkempt white-blonde short hair, staring at him with her mouth half-open in a daze, he was surprised.

Makoto immediately lost the desire to complain.

Not to mention, the girl, who was being held in his hand like a cat, seemed to be falling asleep again.

"Hey~ wake up, we've arrived!"

Shaking his hand, Mahiro forced the girl, who was almost asleep in his arms, to turn on again. The blonde girl stared at him blankly with her mouth slightly open and a dazed expression. She waited for a while before speaking.