My First Meeting with Esdeath

So she quickly pressed down on her skirt, her little face slightly flushed, and pouted, saying, "Master, please don't tease Mine! I was just feeling bored."

"And if the owner likes to see it, he can just come and lift it up himself. Why make it so complicated?"

Good heavens, what kind of outrageous words are these?

Seeing that Mine was still too young to be eaten, he ultimately suppressed his lustful thoughts, then put on a serious face and said:

"Bored? Have I already finished the work I gave you?"

"Yes, Mine has figured out the layout of the mansion and has even made a list of all the supplies. Would you like to take a look, Master?"

"No need."

Mahiro his hand, somewhat taken aback.

This girl is really capable... She managed to get everything organized perfectly in just one day. Could it be that besides being an assassin, she also has a talent for being a butler?

"Owner?"

Seeing that he seemed to be lost in thought, Mine called out softly.

"Uh, it's nothing."

Mahiro out of her daze and said, "Starting tomorrow, I expect to be away from home for a few days. During these days, Mine, you will be in charge of managing the mansion and see what we need. As for servants, you can take the initiative to hire them yourself."

"I see."

Mine nodded her little head and made a note of it.

"But Master, are you really leaving?"

"Well, the arrangements made by the security team are most likely just a formality, and they'll be back soon."

"Okay, Mine will be waiting for you at home..."

Although the girl was somewhat disappointed, she said she could understand.

Chapter 119 First Meeting with Esdeath (5K)

Nighttime.

It was a time when everyone was sound asleep, but Yotsuba Mahiro couldn't sleep.

It wasn't for any other reason, it was just that a girl, like a small animal, was lying on his chest.

Mine curled up her soft, small body against his chest, her untied pink pigtails spreading out like silk across her back and then falling to her sides.

Its tiny nostrils twitched slightly as it slowly exhaled a deep, slumbering breath.

It really looks like a sleeping kitten.

In a house this big, Mine should have had her own room. That was the plan, after cleaning up Aria's room to make it Mine's bedroom.

However, this girl came to his place to sleep, claiming that she was afraid to sleep alone.

The result is this scene before us.

Mahiro was also somewhat helpless.

How could he not understand Mine's behavior? It wasn't about being afraid to sleep alone.

She simply wanted to use this method to be affectionate with him, to try her best to stay by his side for the night before their parting, afraid that he would leave her here alone and never come back.

"What a silly girl."

Mahiro smiled helplessly.

He then slowly got up, carefully picked up Mine, gently placed her on the bed, and tucked her in to keep her warm.

He himself moved a comfortable chair to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The bright moonlight shone down from the night sky, its pure radiance even brighter than candlelight.

After gazing at the moon for a moment, Mahiro took out a katana broken in two from his ring.

It was the Imperial Arm he forcibly broke—the one-hit kill weapon, "Murasame."

"What a pity..."

His fingertips gently stroked the blade, as if he could feel the emotions emanating from the broken edge.

It was a curse called resentment, the agonizing cries of souls who had died by the sword, mixed with the poisonous curse of ancient spells.

The knife itself exudes a profound sense of sorrow.

"Are you very unwilling to accept this?"

He sensed that Murasame seemed resentful because he had been broken.

"How amazing, so Imperial Arms can be alive too... But, you want them repaired?"

Under the moonlight, he sat there alone, holding the broken sword and talking to himself.

"Okay, I'll give it a try. It's my first time too, I don't know if it will work."

After saying that, he placed both broken sword pieces on his thighs, a glint of malice flashing in his dark pupils.

"Eidos Eye" activated, initiating analysis.

That's right, he planned to use the Reconstruction technique on the item, something neither Tatsuya nor he had ever tried before. Or rather, in Tatsuya's words, the Reconstruction Information Retrieval technique seemed to only be usable on living beings?

He didn't believe it.

After all, his ability to reorganize has completely surpassed Tatsuya's.

Tatsuya can only work for 24 hours, but he has been able to go back a year.

Soon, he had completed the analysis of Murasame from the inside out.

The forging technique is indeed unique, not only mixing ancient spells and poisons, but also materials from super dangerous species and a large amount of Orichalcum, making it a demonic sword after forging!

"Then, let's begin tracing back."

[Initiating the tracing of individual intelligence agency change histories]

[Confirm recovery time point...]

Upon reaching this point, Mahiro frowned slightly.

[Restoration begins.]

The restructuring has taken effect.

The copied intelligence entity is treated as a magic formula and attached to individual intelligence entities.

Using intelligence prior to the damage, the damaged state of the target is overwritten and restored, and the intelligence is used to change the course of events.

Just like the immense power of world correction, the Murasame in his arms was restored to its perfect state as if time had reversed.

The restored Murasame chirped joyfully in his arms, seemingly very happy.

"You're happy now, but my head is really hurting."

Mahiro flicked the blade of Murasame's sword with his fingertip.

Just as Tatsuya, when using the reconstruction technique, can sense the experiences of others by reading and overwriting the information body, and compressing them into a brief moment.

This time, he also felt the sensation of Murasame slaying enemies, the echo and image of flesh being torn apart.

I also heard the wails of wronged spirits, as if they were playing on a loop in my head; it was utterly disgusting.

After repairing the Murasame, he sheathed his long sword in its vermilion-red scabbard and stood it upright to one side.

Then he began to caress the ring on his finger.

This time, the ring gained a new function, but I've been so busy with other things that I haven't paid any attention to it.

Upon closer inspection, it turns out it's a summoning!

This summoning is not from other unknown worlds, but from the worlds he has experienced, and it summons people he knows well.

The number of summons is three.

The stay is for one month.

These are the messages the ring was sending to his brain.

"You're really mysterious. Just who are you? Are you a transmigrator with some kind of cheat code?"

Mahiro stroked the ring, a subtle smile slowly curving his lips.

The next day.

When he returned to the recruitment point from yesterday, he found someone already waiting for him as soon as he entered.

"Yotsuba Mahiro?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Your information is already on file in the Empire's database. Come with me, I'll take you to see your superior."

The man handed over a token indicating the captain's rank, along with related documentation.

Only...

"Boss?"

Shouldn't his superior be the head of the Imperial Capital Guard Corps? It seems there's someone else?

Yes, that's right.

For some reason, the man's expression turned slightly unpleasant for a moment when this superior was mentioned, but he quickly regained his composure and continued:

"She's the officer in charge of your training from now on; she'll be in charge of your daily training."

"Her? And she's a woman?"

Faced with his question, the man didn't speak, but walked quickly away.

It's not uncommon for female officers to appear in the Empire, like Esdeath and Najenda, whom he knew; both were women, and generals at that... oh wait, Najenda was a vice-general, I think.

However, the man seemed to be in a great hurry, leading him quickly through the heavily guarded checkpoints to an iron gate.

Just like the Chu-Han border, this is a secret area separated from the residential area, a military restricted zone.

"Alright, now you can take the documents and report it yourself."

The man patted Mahiro on the shoulder with a smile, then turned and walked away from Mahiro's sight, as if fleeing in a hurry.

Is it really that scary?

Are the people in charge of training some kind of monsters or demons?

And I don't know if it was just my imagination, but that person's smile seemed a bit forced, and even a little malicious?

It was as if they were pitying him.

But it's okay, Yotsuba Mahiro is already figuring out how much money she can spend to knock out that so-called superior. Maybe she can even get a professional job with the military?

To hold multiple positions or something.

However, things unfolded in a way that was somewhat unexpected.

Thump, thump--

Yotsuba Mahiro out and knocked on the door in front of him.

Who is it?

Sure enough, a clear, cold voice came from inside the door, but it sounded somewhat immature.

However, he didn't think too much about it and answered directly, "The new training member, Yotsuba Mahiro."

"Come in!"

Mahiro pushed open the door forcefully, and the entire scene inside the house was revealed to him.

The first thing you see is five or six men in uniforms, kneeling neatly in two rows, with several heavy bricks on their laps.

If you dare to relax, a whip will immediately lash out from above.

But what Mahiro's eye was the person sitting at the very front, legs crossed, looking high above...

A girl?!