PS: Recently, the plot has been a bit dull, so I'll try to write as fast as possible and spend it early

Genma and Caesar's room had two beds, so they didn't need to sleep together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Of course, Genma guessed that Caesar would not do such a thing. Because after observation, Genma found that this guy had a slight cleanliness habit. After Genma was placed in a comfortable bed, he fell asleep almost immediately, but Caesar waited for Genma to fall asleep and got up and left the room.

"Knock knock," Caesar knocked on the door of the multi-track room, and then the multi-track in his pajamas opened the door and walked out.

"What's the matter?" asked Duo Track, looking at the visitor, and then realizing that it was only Caesar, and then asked, "Why are you the only one here, Genma?"

"Miss Multi-Track, don't worry, although the sea wine is very soft to drink, it actually has a lot of stamina, and the kind of civilian little guy who drinks for the first time has already fallen asleep!"

There was a wary look in Multitrack's eyes: "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's just that there are some things I want to talk to Miss Multitrack alone, and I don't want outsiders to disturb me, can you let me in?"

"Come in. Multitrack stepped aside and let Caesar into his room.

The multi-track room was a luxurious single room, and Caesar naturally walked to the sofa and sat down, looked around and said, "It's not bad, barely able to live." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, say it quickly. Multitrack impatiently walked to the other side of the couch and sat down.

"Miss Multitrack, I know you want to revive your family, but there's no need for you to waste time on this kind of commoner boy, such an investment is too risky and the payback period is too long. Why don't you choose another one?"

"Did you say it was you?" Multitrack smiled contemptuously, "the loser who was kicked out of the Dragon's Homeland?"

Caesar's face was ugly for a moment, but then he smiled lightly: "Miss Multitrack really has good eyesight, and she is worthy of being personally raised by Her Majesty the Queen of the Carlos Region." ”

"It doesn't take much good eyesight, as long as you know something about the world's nobility, you know about it. Blonde, walking the Cross dance steps, each generation of heirs is called Caesar, so can your family still support your lavish spending?"

"Zaixia's family has indeed been driven out of the dragon's hometown, but now that I have a good home, money is not a problem for me now. ”

"Oh, that's hello. Multitrack picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, "Then what are you doing with me?"

"Of course I'm pursuing you, you're a sea witch—"

Multitrack interrupted the other party impatiently: "You go, I'm not interested in your proposal!"

Caesar shook his head, "Miss Multitrack, you have inherited Her Majesty's knowledge, but not her vision, do you think your choice is the right one?"

"I don't need your eyes to doubt! Please leave, I'm going to rest!"

"Your vision is indeed yet to be tested, and I will prove it. As he spoke, Caesar pulled out a miniature tape recorder and placed it on the table, "This is a record of my conversation with the civilian, and if that wasn't enough, I'll give more evidence later!" With that, Caesar got up, bowed, and left.

Multitrack looked at the tape recorder on the table, and gently pressed the play button, and a recording sounded: "What, not convinced・・・・・・?

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After a good night's sleep, Genma and the elf both felt very comfortable sleeping, after all, the bed in a five-star hotel and the simple bed for camping by themselves were two concepts after all, but Genma unexpectedly found that Caesar and Duo Rail didn't seem to sleep well.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Caesar nodded: "It's the first time I've slept in a room with someone else, I'm not used to it." ”

This is Genma's true thoughts on his answer.

"I drank too much and had a headache. "Multi-track is concise and to the point.

"Let's go get some rest later!" Genma suggested, not knowing that this wine would not give people a headache.

"Hmm," Multitrack nodded, eating his breakfast somewhat nonchalantly.

"By the way, I've already taken care of the fight club for you yesterday," Caesar said, "and you'll just go to the fight club by yourself in a moment." ”

"So fast?" Genma was a little surprised, he didn't expect the other party to do it overnight. From the moment Duo Track said that the other party's identity was not simple, Genma knew that this matter was not a problem for him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Of course, who am I!" Caesar said triumphantly, thinking to himself: how can I get close to Miss Multitrack if I don't break you apart. But he said, "Well, isn't it a lot more convenient to have me by your side?"

Genma bowed his head and didn't speak, for sugar-coated cannonballs, he always ate sugar-coated cannonballs, and threw the cannonballs back. But to Genma's surprise, Duo Rail actually spoke: "Well, then you can travel with us in the future!"

"Multi-track-you-" Genma looked at Multi-Track in some surprise, not understanding how her transformation was so big.

"Is there any problem?" asked Caesar.

Genma shook his head, "It's nothing, I'll listen to you." At this moment, Genma didn't see a trace of disappointment that flashed in Duoji's eyes.

After breakfast, Genma came to yesterday's fighting club alone, and this time, the front desk lady took him directly to the club's owner, Maso.

In Genma's imagination, Maso should be a tall and burly man, but he didn't expect that the other party was only of medium stature, and he didn't look much different from ordinary people, of course, this required ignoring the scars on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Marceau. Xuanma made a salute, and the people of this world are very interested in this aspect.

"Well," Ma Suo nodded, motioned for Genma to sit down, then waved his hand to let the maid leave, and then said: "Originally, for those ordinary students, the 'Ma Suo' who is responsible for teaching them will be another fitness instructor, who can help students develop a lot of muscles quickly, although it is useless." But if you want to learn, I'll do it myself. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm a retired league special investigator, good at martial arts, and unlike those fancy fights, it's a real fighting technique. I teach that martial arts is only human, and of course your elves can also watch with you, and I will give you some guidance. Learning martial arts is going to be hard though, are you sure you want to learn from me?"

Hearing the other party's words, Genma's breathing became rapid. League Special Investigators, a term he had seen in Team Rocket's database, were all very powerful people. And most of these people are for life, and there is only one way to say that there is retirement - intelligence work is also spies.

These investigators, who have infiltrated hostile forces, often have a knack for gaining the trust of the other party in order to avoid suspicion. And the investigator in front of him, who calls himself Maso, says that he is good at martial arts, so he is the kind of real martial arts master. Although he is not very interested in martial arts, he will definitely not miss the opportunity to learn martial arts from such a master. After all, with the physical fitness of people in this world, if you learn martial arts well, it is not difficult to fight some elves.

"I do!" Genma hurriedly agreed.

"Well," Marceau nodded, "then you go to the training room and wait for me, and let the front desk take you." ”

"Yes," Genma bowed respectfully and left to find the front desk lady.

After Genma left, a natural finch landed in front of Ma Suo, and then opened his mouth to speak: "Fortunately, this kid went to the Tao, and he didn't care about your difficulties, so he agreed so quickly, otherwise you and that one would not be able to explain." But I just don't know how long I can last it, so I said Marceau, why don't you reduce the amount of training for that kid. ”

"Hmph," Marceau snorted unpleasantly, "I never teach crap. It's his business that he can't bear it. ”

"But this kid wasn't interested in martial arts in the first place! The reason we let him learn martial arts with the elves was just because the one asked him to stumble as hard as he could. ”

Ma Suo sneered: "That annoying nobleman can obediently let me listen to him if he takes Lao Tzu's handle, how is this possible, how can Lao Tzu retire so early if he wants to be a slave." Although I can't directly disobey his words, it's still okay to secretly do evil to him. ”

"Hey, I've known each other for so many years, and your stinky temper hasn't changed at all!"

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't let him grab the handle, and besides, didn't he ask me to trip this kid as tightly as possible・・・・・・?