Turmoil in the Imperial Capital (5.5K)

It turns out, it really is difficult...

"And you, Little Akame? Didn't you say you were going to catch a few more to eat? How many did you catch?"

"Ugh..."

Upon being called out, Akame's Akame trembled instantly. She lay there like a dead fish, burying her face in the soil and remaining motionless. After a long while, she finally responded in a muffled voice:

"I'm sorry, Yotsuba Clan... I've failed you... My operation has failed."

If you could see her now, you would see that she has lost her composure; her lovely face is flushed red with shame.

"Alright, alright, I'll cover for you one last time. If you still can't learn it, then you'll really be going to go hungry starting tomorrow."

In the end, Mahiro softened.

Although he was supposed to let them go hungry, he didn't. Instead, he went into the water himself and caught several big fish for them.

After all, if they go hungry like this today, they will lack energy tomorrow, which will cause the entire training to fall into a vicious cycle.

As for the fact that he can't swim?

He may not be able to swim, but that doesn't mean he can't fly.

Is there a difference between flying on water and flying in the air?

When the girls heard that Mahiro wasn't going to punish them, they quickly got up from the ground and stared intently at Yotsuba Mahiro as he went into the water to catch fish.

Immediately afterwards, several large fish were seen flying out of the water and crashing onto the shore.

It seems so simple—just a simple action like falling into the water and scooping the fish out—so why does it become so difficult for them?

Even that idiot Pony was somewhat unwilling to give up at this moment, and his fighting spirit was ignited.

"Alright, come and get ready to eat."

Mahiro dragged several large fish to the fire and greeted them.

Six girls, dressed in swimsuits, sat around the campfire, leaning against each other, and none of them seemed uncomfortable.

Like going on a picnic, they prepared a delicious dinner together with Mahiro.

Not only Mahiro he also taught them how to make other dishes, such as delicious fish soup. As the originally clear soup gradually turned milky white, the women exclaimed in surprise.

After tasting it, Pony and Tsukushi showed their faces full of happiness, while Akame and Kurome looked at him with eyes full of worship and fervor after tasting it.

His beautiful and happy memories are deeply imprinted in my mind.

In retrospect, although Mahiro was their instructor, he gave them a kind of care they had never felt before.

Although these were just training sessions, it felt more like taking them out for fun.

Unlike the feeling of "father" Gozuki before, it was not just a cold, superficial title. Mahiro brought them the most genuine warmth of home.

If they could, they would even wish time could stand still at this moment.

However, after they had eaten and drunk their fill, the women hugged their thighs and curled up to watch the flames flickering in the evening breeze on the woodpile.

They were all in low spirits, and it could be said that they were all reflecting on their actions.

After all, no matter what, they were all marked as unqualified in today's training, but how could they not understand Yotsuba Clan- sama's gentleness, her reluctance to let them go hungry!

However, this tenderness made them feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"Lord Yotsuba Clan, Tsukushi... Tsukushi will definitely work hard from now on! If Tsukushi still can't catch any fish tomorrow, please don't pity me, Lord Yotsuba Clan!"

Rare.

Of the six, surprisingly, the first to speak up was Tsukushi, who had the gentlest personality and was like a mascot for the healing team.

Those amber eyes were filled with unwavering conviction.

She felt that if she didn't do something, if she didn't work hard, she would be letting down Yotsuba Clan- sama's kindness!

After she spoke out, others echoed her sentiments.

"Pony... Pony, me too!"

Stupid Pony has a limited vocabulary, and in the end, he could only manage to squeeze out this one sentence.

"Is that so? Then I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

"Yes!!!"

The cries of six girls echoed through the night sky.

That night, Mahiro did not go back, but instead set up a temporary shelter for him and the girls to live in.

Mahiro lay on the wooden bed on the other side.

The other girls faced him, across the aisle, their gazes fixed on the sleeping Mahiro.

Nothing more was said that night.

The next morning, the women began their training.

Still wearing his weights, he leaped into the river.

But it must be said that they have indeed made progress today.

Although they still didn't catch any fish, they actually managed to touch a fish's tail today. They almost caught it once, but their hands slipped and they couldn't throw it onto the shore.

Even tonight, knowing they hadn't caught any prey, they took it upon themselves to punish themselves by not eating.

Even the most gluttonous Akame and Kurome suppressed their appetites.

Although they were all drooling with envy when they saw Mahiro roasting meat in front of the campfire and smelled the aroma, they were still tempted.

On the third day, they finally caught their first fish.

A week later, they were only able to catch a small number of fish to barely fill their stomachs.

Six months passed just like that.

These girls had completely mastered the art of concealing their presence, and they used it exceptionally well; even carrying heavy loads couldn't affect them.

Like the apex predator in the deep pools of a river, it once drove the river tuna in the pools to the brink of extinction.

Nahashu and Green were trained by Esdeath during this period.

This woman seems to be addicted to training as well. According to Nyau, Esdeath comes up with different ways to torment the two of them every day.

However, it must be said that if they could withstand Esdeath's attacks, their strength would definitely undergo a qualitative change.

Nyau is the best example.

Originally, Nyau wasn't very strong, but after Esdeath's personal training, her strength has become formidable.

Two years passed by like sand slipping through their fingers, but in their arduous training, Akame and the others seemed to forget the concept of time.

Perhaps it was because Mahiro often ate, lived, and traveled with them, and accompanied them during training; or perhaps it was because each training session was always innovative and made them very happy.

After two years of training, the bodies of this elite eight-person team have grown stronger day by day, especially Cornelia, Little Silver, and Tsukushi, whose bodies have matured to the point of being full of femininity.

The Akame and Kurome sisters exude a youthful charm.

Pony, however, remained flat-chested with little growth, but her legs were well-maintained and even more alluring and toned than Cornelia's!

Most importantly, their physical condition has improved several times over, and the weight they used to be able to carry has increased from 30 jin to 90 jin!

Whether eating or sleeping, they always wore them, and no one took them off without Mahiro's permission.

A year ago, Esdeath was going on an expedition to fight against the alien tribes on the Najenda border, so Nahashu and Green rejoined the team.

However, whether it was Nahashu and Green who had been trained by Esdeath, or the six girls who had survived under his care, in terms of physique alone, they were in no way inferior to Daidara of the Three Beasts.

The progress has been remarkable.

However, at this moment, the Imperial Capital was also caught in a storm, and the atmosphere became tense and frozen.

There is only one reason--

The empire's old emperor is critically ill!

Chapter 133 Turmoil in the Imperial Capital (5.5K)

The old emperor's critical illness may not have such a significant impact on the empire as a whole.

After all, many people don't even know who the emperor is.

But for the Imperial Capital, it was a huge shock, and all the forces were eager to make a move.

Lord Honest's faction has already begun to act, while other factions are also observing in secret, ready to take action and participate in the struggle for the throne among the princes.

Even the Imperial Capital Guard Corps, which belongs to the military, is no exception.

The head of the garrison held meetings almost every two or three days, each time solemnly informing them that they must be on high alert during this period and pay close attention to the number of people entering and leaving the Imperial Capital.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

This minister has considerable ambitions and seems to want to get involved in this struggle as well.

No, perhaps from the beginning this minister had already supported one of the many crown princes, and was preparing to find a way to help him rise to power with the help of his fellow supporters.

Then, as a new round of reshuffling begins in the distribution of power within the empire's upper echelons, this minister intends to seize the opportunity to rise rapidly in rank.

It evokes a sense of déjà vu, reminiscent of the impending death of Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The only difference was that Empress Dowager He and the High Eunuchs were replaced, and the Revolutionary Army was even less comparable to the Yellow Turban Rebellion and the Taiping Dao.

"However, it's none of my business."

He was just a lowly deputy minister of the garrison; how could he possibly care about so many trivial matters? Besides, if the higher-ups wanted to play around, they could let him make a fuss.

If things don't get heated, it won't be fun.

He just needs to watch the show.

Just like now, Mahiro is walking alone in the military headquarters corridor, toying with a small medicine bottle in his hand.

As he manipulated it, the bright red liquid in the glass bottle slowly flowed out.

Because the security team had another meeting this morning, the assassination squad's training was canceled yet again.

So at this moment, he was preparing to go back to his office to slack off a little.

The vial he was playing with contained the blood of a Dangerous Beast, or what could be called an Imperial Arm—

[Demon Manifestation - Demon Extract]

Of course, this wasn't blood he extracted from Esdeath's body, but rather blood recreated through alchemy by analyzing Esdeath's intelligence.

Unlike the original, this blood contains no will.

However, he didn't plan to hand over this blood vial to Dr. Fashion. He intended to wait until he obtained Tyrant's blood, had that perverted doctor incorporate it into the potion, and then analyze the potion himself, fusing the blood of this super dangerous species from the far north into it.

However, when he returned to his office, Seryu Ubiquitous was there too.

She seemed troubled by something, biting her pen and looking listless; she didn't even notice him come in.

"Oh dear, who bullied my adorable Seryu Ubiquitous- chan? Why does she look so miserable today?"

Mahiro stepped forward and teased her slightly.

"Fourth, Vice Minister Yotsuba Clan!"

Upon hearing the voice, Seryu Ubiquitous reflexively looked up and, upon seeing Yotsuba Mahiro, quickly stood up from her seat.

Her ample bosom swayed so much that it made one feel slightly dizzy.

After nearly three years of trials and tribulations, Seryu Ubiquitous has grown considerably, and her slender figure exudes an invisible attraction.

Not to mention her ever-energetic demeanor, which is the perfect finishing touch!

"Please sit down. There's no need to be so formal when it's just the two of us."

Mahiro first waved for her to sit down, then asked, "What happened that makes you so listless? If you don't mind, you can tell me, and I might be able to give you some advice."

"Um... it's not really anything serious, just a case that happened last night..."

Yesterday, after finishing her case files as a secretary, she took Koro for a walk around the Imperial Capital, as is her usual habit, to uphold justice.

As soon as they arrived on the streets of the downtown area, they encountered a heinous murder case.

A teenage girl Sheele Hill, expressionless, murdered several men in the street with a kitchen knife; her actions were utterly evil!

When Seryu Ubiquitous saw this, she naturally tried to stop him. However, after Mahiro's education, her extreme personality had been corrected. She did not let Koro carry out justice, but simply wanted to take down the other party and lock him up in jail to await trial.