Sakurai Daichi's only son, named Sakurai Shioya, was tapping on the computer with knuckles at Daichi's desk at this time. Xiya is in the prime of life, not like his father, with heavy eyebrows and rugged appearance, he has a handsome appearance, a tall posture, and a soldier-like resolute eyes. Sakurai Shio also heard his father's soft sigh, and saw that his face was unusual, and immediately cared, "Father, what happened." ”

"Well, someone recently secretly hunted a magician before the war (here 2102 ago), and yesterday there was a big move." Sakurai Daichi's face was a little solemn, his originally half-lying body sat up slightly straight, and a cold snort came out of his black-haired nostrils, "I haven't been in this position for a few years, and I'm doing things right under my nose, which doesn't take me seriously at all." ”

Sakurai Shioya muttered, "What did you ...... magician before the war?"

At this moment, a young and beautiful woman stood in the side corner of the office, dressed in a gray tight-fitting uniform, with long wavy brown hair draped over her shoulders. She handed her arm to Sakurai Daichi, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, "Report to your lordship, the information on the missing persons has been sorted out, please take a look." ”

The woman dressed as a secretary was called Kotono Watanabe, the daughter of a best friend of Daichi Sakurai in his youth. At the end of the Anti-Japanese War, Dazhi, who had returned from the battlefield, missed his former residence for a long time, and revisited the old place with his wife, and found that his friend was deceased, so he took care of his daughter and widow with all his kindness.

Over the years, Sakurai Daichi has instilled a lot of experience and knowledge in Watanabe Kotono, and single-handedly cultivated her into his most important confidant. And because he is suspicious by nature and does not dare to trust anyone, so although the trusted Watanabe Kono, although he does secretarial work, he has also become a great power to pass on instructions. Even if he is still young, he can sit side by side with the housekeeper of the Sakurai family. What's more, in recent years, Duo Lao has gradually stopped directly participating in political affairs, and she has become a veritable "third person".

In his seat, Sakurai kept flipping through it, and finally his gaze stopped on the last piece of paper, "Is this the pre-war magician who killed the attacker yesterday?" It's kind of interesting. ”

"Counter-killing?" Sakurai Shio couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, like a student full of questions suddenly stood up, "Father, that, according to your description." When so many cases happened before, when the murderer was at large, it would indeed cause panic among the masses. Why are you still worried now that the murderer has been killed? ”

"Intuition. My gut tells me that it may not be that simple. It's a little strange that the police have been investigating for so long and have not made any progress at all. Although the murderer died and the turmoil gradually subsided, we don't know anything about the murderer's identity and purpose. Just in case, we still have to investigate it carefully, after all, as long as magic is involved, it is our business. ”

The topic was originally serious, but Sakurai Daichi read the information word by word, and the atmosphere was not as thick as expected.

"A flame attribute magician, he was forcibly sent to the Demon Regiment since he was a child, and when he retired from the army, he was the squadron leader of the 937 Squadron, but he only had a two-star median level? It's kind of interesting. Da Zhi glanced at him, "Judging from yesterday's results alone, his strength is definitely more than that." Looks like your information isn't accurate enough, Kotono. ”

"I'm sorry sir, this is the first-hand information of the former government military district and the latest household registration details. I think someone may have tampered with it on purpose. Not only is his strength not true, but there is also a lot of incomplete information. For example, the identity shows that he is married, but he cannot find his spouse. Watanabe Kotono calmly confessed his mistake, like a working machine, with no expression on his face, only his scarlet lips open and closed.

"Oh? Judging by this man's standard of living, he definitely has no background. In this way, there are other people who want to hide his information. Sakurai's gaze returned to the paper. There is an adopted daughter, who studies in Xingmin Experimental Primary School, sixth grade, twelve years old, with excellent grades......" Reading this, he suddenly became silent, staring at the paper with a little distraction.

"What's wrong? Father? ”

"It's nothing, I suddenly thought of some of the past, and I was inexplicably a little sad." Sakurai sighed and pondered for a long time before he spit out a few words, "By the way, your mother used to be from the Demon Regiment." ”

"What?! Mother also joined the army with such a middle two name? ”

"Well, not only that, but she was also the head of the Sixth Regiment before."

Sakurai Shioya also showed pride on his face, but the next second he looked a little guilty, "As a son, I didn't even know about my mother's honorary deeds, I was really a failure." ”

"You don't have to blame yourself, your mother is a weak woman in her bones after all, and she doesn't like to show her strength in front of anyone. Moreover, during our time on the battlefield, we entrusted you to your grandparents and told them not to mention our work, lest you be worried. When he said this, Sakurai Daichi had more tenderness in his eyes.

Sakurai Shio also suddenly remembered, he was raised by his grandparents before he was ten years old, and he could only see his parents once during the Spring Festival after a few years, and they would be separated again in just a few days. Although they rarely met, Sakurai Shio still couldn't escape the fetters of blood thicker than water, and every time they parted, he would cry bitterly to chase after the car carrying his parents, and even once successfully grabbed the rear of the car and was dragged hundreds of meters. To this day, Shioya still has a large light-colored scar on his right knee. When he was ten years old, his parents suddenly picked him up from his grandparents and put him in a high-rise building near the sea. Although his majestic father was often absent from home, his soft-spoken mother was with him almost every step of the way, as if she wanted to make up for the time lost in ten years. Shioya Sakurai always thought that the mother was a perfect woman, strict but gentle. Whenever Xiye was in trouble, his mother never blamed him angrily, but only called him into the bedroom, sat on a low table, and did not say a word about Xiya's mistakes, but kept counting his own godson. Looking at his mother, who blames himself and tears, Shioya can quickly realize his mistakes every time, and in order to comfort his mother, he will swear and promise that he will spend a long time thinking about his mistakes and avoid hurting his mother again. As he grew older, Shioya's family conditions became more and more affluent, but he gradually drifted away from his former friends. They all said that Xiya behaved confidently and elegantly, and he had long been at odds with ordinary children like them. Although Shiiya thinks that human relationships don't have to be confined to facing up to differences, he doesn't complain much about his friends' embarrassment, and he feels that his mother's training of his ordinances must be correct. Thinking like this, Xi couldn't help but raise his face slightly, and said solemnly, "My mother, who is gentle to the bone, once went into battle to kill the enemy and fight against filthy things, is this the so-called combination of rigidity and softness?" It is hard to imagine that the hands that thread the needle and thread can also wear armor and hold a gun, and can not only twist the embroidery needle by hand, but also hold the orders of the three armies with the thickness of the bowl. ”

"No, your mother isn't as strong as you think. No matter how much poison she killed, her hands would tremble after all. Sakurai Dazhi paused, and actually smiled, "What an incredible woman, born in a family with no worries about food and clothing, she should have been comfortable all her life but had the world in mind, regardless of the dissuasion of her clansmen, she insisted on studying hard in a military school, and she had already made outstanding achievements at a young age." At the most glamorous moment, he was willing to disown his father and marry me. What a fool, I was a down-and-out spiritual guy at the time. ”

Sakurai Shioya patted the table and said with a smile, "Mother is really a god, I didn't expect that the spiritual guy who was not optimistic about anyone would become the most powerful man in the world." No wonder my grandfather looked ugly every time he saw his father. ”

"The old man is also a powerful person, don't look at our superficial disagreement, in fact, we have a good relationship in private, and I respect him very much. Although the old man said that he wanted to cut off the relationship with his daughter, he still secretly supported it after all, because he couldn't get rid of his angry words back then, so he could only secretly discuss with me, give me funds and try his best to train me, I was really lucky to meet such a father-in-law. If my daughter insists on marrying such a down-and-out boy who has no hope, even if I reluctantly agree, I will never pay attention to them, let alone give my son-in-law money, I hope that they will not be able to live a life, and finally obediently roll back for me. Sakurai Daichi suddenly put his arms on the table and sat up, "Maybe it's not I, Sakurai Daichi, who made the mayor's wife, but her Atsumi Sakuma who made the unprecedented foreign district chief." ”

Sakurai Shio also heard his father speak so highly of his mother, and his heart was also quite moved, and he just wanted to echo two sentences, but Watanabe Kotono on the side spoke, and his tone was slightly displeased, "My lord, I really forgive me for taking the liberty of interrupting your memories of your wife, I think, should you solve the work first?" ”

Sakurai Daichi noticed that the conversation had lasted for more than ten minutes, and he forgot that Watanabe Kotono had been bending down and waiting for instructions, so he said with a little apology, "Well, let's stop here, Kotono, hard work, you go back to your seat first, and I'll call you if you have any questions." ”

Sakurai Shioya saw that his father, who had always been majestic, also had such a tone, and then looked at Kotono leaving with an expressionless face, and he couldn't help but quip, "Father, you also spoil Sister Kotono too much...... It's just that he has a little temper after standing for a while, which is not the demeanor of the district chief's secretary. As soon as these words came out, Watanabe Kotono's vicious gaze shot over, causing Shio to feel a chill all over his body.

Xiya still can't deal with Kotono after all, although the two are not related by blood, but since the end of the war, after his parents took him back from his grandfather, Xiya and Kotono have lived together under the same roof for several years, and it is inevitable that there will be friction.

Kotono's mother is also a backbone person, her husband died unexpectedly, she insisted on not remarrying, every morning before dawn until late at night when there was no fire, and it took four odd jobs to pull her daughter up. By the time Sakurai Daichi came to accept them, Kotono's mother's health had deteriorated, but she still couldn't give up her self-esteem and volunteered to be a servant for the Sakurai family. In her eyes, being treated as fish is probably no different from eating it, and when a person is so comfortable that he binds his face to a certain thickness, it becomes natural to eat white rice. The heart of integrity is always in effect and reminder, but some people choose to turn a deaf ear, while others always remember.

At the request of her mother, Kotono originally served the Sakurai family as a servant, she was 15 years old at the time, and she was in the midst of a rebellious youth. Every day, I get up at dawn and prepare breakfast with my mother, and it takes a long time to wake up Sakurai Shioya after a simple cleaning. At that time, Sakurai Xi was only ten years old, and he had not yet gotten rid of the pampering of his grandparents, and he was very angry when he got up, and he scolded Kotono every time, and even punched and kicked him. Although Kotono's family is poor, her mother has always loved her and has never let her suffer such grievances. Kotono knew that Xi was also the son of a benefactor, and he didn't dare to show it on the surface, but he held a grudge against him in his heart. When he routinely cleaned Shioya's room every week, Kotono would always steal a copy of his homework book or plant the lost property at home that he had prepared early on the table, so that Shioya was repeatedly punished by his family. Xiya usually has big nerves, but he is not a fool, and after being scolded for no reason a few times, he also discovered Kotono's small movements. How could he let go of Kotono so easily, often riding on her when no one was around, and from time to time he said bad things about Kotono in front of his parents. However, Shio's unrelenting behavior was soon discovered by his mother, Atsumi Sakurai, and Mrs. Sakurai's first reprimanding was fruitless, so he had to inform Sakurai Daichi about it. It was also from this time that Mrs. Sakurai realized that her child had been too spoiled and had a bad personality, and had to spend a lot of time educating him.

When Sakurai learned of Shioya's revenge, he reprimanded him fiercely and whipped him with a leather whip for more than twenty times. Dazhi is strict with himself, and even more so with his son, and will never allow such shameless behavior to happen. As for his friend's daughter, he couldn't bear to let her suffer, so he insisted on letting Kotono follow him to help and study.

A few years later, Sakurai Shio was also reborn under the guidance of his wife, and finally realized the excessive measures of the year, so he found Watanabe Kotono to apologize. Kotono saw Xiya's growth and changes in his eyes, and forgave him a long time ago, but he couldn't swallow this breath on his mouth, and uncovered his shirt with a straight face, revealing the shallow scar on his back, "This is the mark of humiliation you gave me, when it disappears, I will forgive you." Such a word, but Xi also took it seriously, running around to seek treatment for Kotono, and respecting her like a sister. Qin Nai was very moved, and every time she wanted to change her previous cold words, she always couldn't pull her face, which made the relationship between the two more and more delicate.

At this time, because of the inadvertent ridicule that made Kotono's eyes fierce, Sakurai Shioya was afraid that the relationship that had been improved would stiffen again, so he quickly shut up. And although Sakurai Daichi usually concentrates on work, he also has a slight perception of the relationship between the two, and asks with emotion, "How can this be called a pet?" Jean has worked hard for our family for so many years, and she is also worthy of the qualifications to express her opinion. But you, what is the intention of always finding fault? ”

Xi was also asked by Dazhi to be embarrassed, so embarrassed that he clasped his hands and immediately changed the topic, "Father, don't mention it." Tell me a little bit about the Demon Protectors, I'm a little curious about why the victims suffered because of this identity. ”

Sakurai nodded, "Except for high-ranking generals like your mother, most of the rest of the sergeants have been sent to the Demon Regiment since childhood, and those children will be trained as weapons against poison. Constantly baptized by wartime ideological education, every child feels extremely honored to dedicate his life to the future of mankind. ”

Sakurai Shio was also a little puzzled, "Then, there is no doubt that these pre-war magicians are heroes of mankind, shouldn't they have a high status and be respected?" Why are they all so ordinary now? ”

"You don't know that. After the victory of the Poison War, the government at that time also awarded them honors and medals, and for some reason, they were ignored after that. As everyone knows, these pre-war magicians, because they have not received normal cultural education and have no government guarantees, once they enter the era of peace, most of them are incompatible with society, and if they want to make a living, they can only do some manual labor. ”

"Well, then why don't they go on to become professional magicians? Although they are not qualified to participate in the official magician exam, their grades are generally very high, and it should be no problem for a registered professional magician to support his family, right? ”

Sakurai pursed his lips bitterly, "You've seen me use magic. What do you think of the power? ”

"The destructive power is amazing, and now looking at the entire middle and long area, there are few people who can compare with my father."

"Herein lies the problem, before the war, every magician was carved out of magic circuits, sacrificing the ability to use small magic for the sake of great destructive power. In the face of monsters outside the circle, only the destructive power of magic is the only means of survival. Unlike professional magicians, their magic tends to ensure a more stable operation of society, and it is better to control it perfectly. The nature of the two is completely different. ”

Sakurai Shioya also had a heavy expression on his face, "Father, I think it is necessary for us to give more benefits to these pre-war magicians. This is good for our reputation, and it can be regarded as a comfort to those righteous people who have shed their blood for mankind. ”

"No, you don't."

"What? Why? ”

"It's too late to do this at this juncture. In the face of belated consolation, those people may not necessarily buy it, but may blame us for the failure of the former government. I just need to keep their complaints going, and I don't have to shoot myself in the foot. Sakurai Daichi glanced at Shioya and shook his head.

"Then let them go? There will be people who will die unexpectedly. Shouldn't everything we do be for the benefit of the people, let alone such heroes who have contributed to the cause of mankind? ”

"Talking has given me a brain!" Sakurai Daichi suddenly shouted, "I said, Shioya, you're going to have your twentieth birthday this time next year, right?" Can such an adult still ask such a young question? Seeing that Xi didn't dare to speak, Sakurai Dazhi Shishi's eyes widened, and the hooked eyes swept straight across Sakurai's face, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction, "What, do you still want those people of Chinese blood to spill blood on your head?" There are thousands of veterans, can you take care of them? ”

"I'm sorry, father. It's me who is young. Sakurai Shio didn't dare to come out.

"What I'm most curious about now is who is so unscrupulous."

Sakurai Shioya also hurriedly got up, his palms against the walls of his legs, and after standing straight, the muscles of his shoulder blades stretched left and right, and his back leaned forward slightly, "Father, leave this matter to me." ”

Dazhi in the seat waved his hand, "I asked you to take a long vacation and come back, how could I just let you do this?" This matter is indeed suspicious, and I would like to investigate it myself. As for you, the Father has other tasks entrusted to you. His huge right hand opened the drawer, took out a striped paper full of red handwriting, and snapped it with his thick middle finger, slamming it on the paper, and the muffled sound of the solid wood hitting the joints made the corners of Sakurai Shioya's eyes pop slightly.

"This is the information about the Crown of Earth Magician, the command is given to you, three months, no problem, right?"

"Yes."

Sakurai closed his sharp eyes and leaned back on the chaise longue, thoughtful. Listening to the footsteps of his son opening the door and gradually leaving, the tall and strong man couldn't help muttering to himself, "It's easy to fight the country, but it's difficult to defend the country." Then he exhaled casually, "Well, Xingmin is not too far from here." Come with me to that scene tomorrow, Kotono. ”

"Yes!"

At noon on the second day, an extended black car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the residents in the depths could not see their whole body. A leather shoe with an amber crystal on the tip of the shoe poked out of the half-open car door, which actually did not match the man with a large upper body. He paced a few steps next to some policemen standing at the cordon and whispered a few words. The policemen looked panicked and hurriedly gave way, and watched respectfully as the two figures entered the scene of yesterday's crime.

The space in the house does not look small, after all, it is a three-bedroom hall, which is almost the area of the entire house. Although the small round dining table was broken, it was still like a broken bamboo, only relying on the three slender wooden legs, crumbling. The noodles, which appear to be used as food, are sprinkled on the ground, and the soup dries up, leaving only a shallow greasy stain. Between the table and the cooking stove there is a black circular burn with a radius of about one meter.

Sakurai Daichi picked his eyes, leaned over slightly, stretched out his hand and twisted the black-gray ashes, and skimmed to an upside-down plastic bottle on the stage, the pale yellow liquid stained on the wall of the transparent bottle was clearly edible oil.

He roughly analyzed, "The three of them are entangled together, it seems that they all died from the fire magic, judging from this powerful destructive power, the caster must be at least a three-star magician, and the range of the pillar of fire is also well controlled by him, just covering the three of them, and the surrounding environment is almost not affected, it seems to be extremely sophisticated, such a precise magic, how to say that there is also a four-star low level." Sakurai Takechi straightened up and asked the silent woman next to him in a deep voice, "Kotono, what do you think." ”

This Watanabe Kotono analyzed it with a mature tone that did not belong to her age, "Lord Hui, judging from the dense dents on the wall, there are no traces of magic, only solid damage, guessing that it may be ice magic." In terms of strength, it is on the low side, not as good as that flame magician. According to my reasoning, the stronger flame magicians chose a smaller range of magic in order to prevent the magic from affecting the entire scene, but in this way, it is easy to dodge, and the only way to control the target is to control the target......" Kotono's eyes moved away from the remnant table and paused, "The flame magician is not good at defense, probably because he has been seriously injured, so he has to die together." ”

"You don't mean it......" Sakurai Daichi also noticed a limp cake next to the pile of broken tables and chairs, and a bright red on it was undoubtedly two festering strawberries. By the way, was his daughter also at the scene? ”

"Yes. According to her witnesses, the two men who came to attack were dressed in black, wearing hats and armed bodies, and she did not see their faces. ”

"And what about her?"

"It's going to school, it's Monday."

"Oh? It happened that she had the heart to go to school so quickly...... It's a good attitude. At the end of the sentence, Sakurai Daichi made another investigation, and it seemed that he did not find anything suspicious, "Let's go, in this place, I only saw a hard-working father." He turned to leave, but a flash of luster from the ashes pierced Sakurai's cornea, and he froze and removed a small fragment from the charred corpse, which was the remnant of the mysterious metal that the man in black had made before.

The metal had long since been melted by the heat of the pillars, and the remnants of the time had been scorched beyond recognition. But the experienced Sakurai Takechi still distinguished, and his tone was obviously a little higher, "This...... It's a spell, right? Kotono, investigate immediately, the day before yesterday, if there were any in-service arms magicians who were missing, and those who meet the conditions for committing a crime, find out immediately! ”

"Yes." Kotono quickly opened her handbag and took out the computer, tapping it quickly.

After a while, the automatic screening was over, and Kotono glanced at the results and said disappointedly, "Report, no." ”

Sakurai Daichi snorted coldly, "All spells are issued by our hands, and it is impossible for ordinary people to hold spells unless they ......" He paused, looking at Kotono as if he was asking a silent question.

Kotono immediately understood, "There is indeed someone behind them. ”

"Well, either someone in your companion has a talent for making spells; Either they have an organization behind them that we have specifically authorized and equipped them with through illegal means. Dazhi's expression darkened again, "I think it's the latter, the creation of spells is secret, and no one will produce it without an absolute genius mind." ”

"However, all the magic organizations in the Far Reaches are under our supervision."

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean that we don't, we are in power, and of course the original inhabitants of the local area have voices of opposition, and it is not impossible for some of them to quietly set up organizations to resist, and we also came step by step back then. At least now we know that someone is already on the move. ”

"Then it's really going to strangle this spark in the cradle." Kotono clasped his hands to his chest, "The enemy is dark and I am clear, so it's a little troublesome." ”

Dazhi snorted coldly, "There are still three holes in the cunning rabbits, so naturally we have no way to force them out." But we just need to keep doing it alone, and in the end they will find that everything they do is just mayflies shaking the tree. ”

Walking out of the house, Sakurai Daichi glanced at the deep old alley, and suddenly became interested, stepping on the green bricks on the roadside, and pacing up.

"There wasn't a single vicious injury here not long ago, right?"

Qin Nao, who followed closely, quickly took out the tablet he was carrying, and replied a few seconds later: "Building No. 2 of the three-suite small building 300 meters ahead, the case happened four days ago, a family of two disappeared, and the head of the household is named ......."

"Alright, alright." Sakurai waved his hand, "Needless to say, I just wanted to confirm." Hehe, I feel that there are quite a few talented people here. ”

Just as Dazhi sighed, an old man suddenly appeared in front of him, spitting on the side of the road while knocking on watermelon seeds. That vigorous walking posture is undoubtedly the third master who is lounging.

Sakurai Dazhi paused, looked at the third master, and showed a strange look on his face.

The third master didn't seem to see the two of them, and when he passed by them, he was still spitting out his shell.

Qin Nai on the side was annoyed, and shouted loudly to stop the third master, "Hey, the old man over there, how dare you be rude to the chief executive?" Hello bold! ”

"Shut up, Kotono." Sakurai Dazhi strode forward and bowed to the third master, "You are Mr. Hu Shiyong, long time no see, long time no see." ”

The third master glanced at him, threw another melon seed into his mouth, and waited until the crisp sound of the shell cracking, he replied, "Well, it's old decay." Oh? You are...... You're the kid who used to play thunder in the sixth regiment, right? ”

Sakurai Daichi had a rare smile on his face, "It's down." I didn't expect you to be not only alive, but also so energetic, and your notes are so accurate. It is worthy of being the first generation of Muzong. ”

"The First Wood Sect?" Watanabe Kotono on the side was shocked when he heard this, among magicians, the crown of the first series can be respected as "Zong". Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous old man turned out to be the first generation of crown magicians, and it was the famous wooden crown.

Compared to other crowns, it's not that the crown of wood is strong. It's just that the other crowns have been extended to many generations, five generations of Ice Sect, four generations of Earth Sect, and eight generations of Yan Sect. At present, the crown of wood is only the second generation. Normally, once a magician becomes a member of the same lineage, he will basically not leave his post unless he dies or is seriously impeached by the Federation of Magicians of the same lineage. Since each sect represents the master of the magic collection of the family to which it belongs, it is generally an old man with strong strength, sufficient experience, and rich experience. Birth, old age, sickness and death, the number of lives is impermanent, and there is no surprise that the sect is changed once every ten or even a few years on average. Like in the Fourth World War, there were as many as five Yan Sects who died alone. However, this first generation of Mu Zong took the initiative to let Xian, although he lost most of his abilities in the famous battle of "Jinliao" in the four wars, his profound knowledge of magic will always be above everyone in the world. If he wanted to continue to be a Mu Sect, no one would be unconvinced. The crown magician, rich, famous, and status, how many people covet it? With a strong personal strength that convinces a series of magicians, even the Sakurai clan, who now single-handedly control the entire Satoto District, is somewhat afraid of them.

Sakurai Daichi hasn't seen the only living first generation champion for a long time, and this time he bumped into it like a prize, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart. "Did you move here for a long time?" He asked very politely, and then felt that it was inappropriate, and added, "I don't want to disturb your peaceful life, it's just a shouting from the juniors, and if you have a chance, if you have questions, I have to ask you for advice." ”

"Needless to say." The third master waved his hand expressionlessly, "Old man, I am just an ordinary person now, and I am also a dying person, and I no longer want to participate in the disputes of you young people." ”

Sakurai Daichi was decisively refused, not too embarrassed, and continued: "You saved my life and my wife's lives, and I haven't forgotten this kindness yet. When you retired without saying a word, it will be difficult for me to find you again. No matter what happens this time, I beg you to give me a chance to repay the favor.

During the four wars of that year, Dazhi and his wife were both seriously injured in order to protect their daughter, but fortunately, the third master arrived in time to save the two, otherwise there would be no Sakurai Dazhi who has infinite scenery today.

The third master looked at Sakurai Dazhi's extremely respectful posture, pondered for a long time, and sighed: "The day before yesterday, a friend of mine passed away unexpectedly, and his daughter has no relatives, and her future life is estimated to be extremely difficult. I'm so old that I could die at any moment. The third master looked at the half-burned hut of the Tingting family, and his face was full of sadness.

"Friends? Are you talking about ...... Mr. Tang Quan? ”

The third master nodded.

"No problem, I'll leave her business to me. I will guarantee her life for as long as she wants. Sakurai Daichi was a little happy, and his tone became relaxed, "It's an honor that you can always entrust me with important people, and I will do my best." ”

"I didn't expect that one day, you, this kid, would be able to become the master of the distance. The world is unpredictable. The third master sighed, and said to Dazhi with a serious face: "You are from the martial arts faction, if anything happens in the future, don't let that kid hurt himself." ”

"I promise you."

"Okay, the old decay left first, and we will meet indefinitely." The third master put his hands behind his back and left slowly.

Sakurai waved his hand and looked at him, "I will ...... later" Halfway through the sentence, he paused, and then blurted out in a low voice, "Goodbye!" Teacher. ”

"Crown? Benefactor? Teacher? Watanabe, who was shocked all the time, was constantly stimulated by the accident and was already a little used to it. But it is astonishing that the Governor of the Territory, who has always been imposing, should be so humble.

"My lord, haven't you always hated people of the Chinese blood? Why is there so much respect for this old man? ”

Sakurai Daichi bared his teeth slightly, and his smile seemed to be a decades-old wine, "Because he is the only one who deserves my respect." ”

After several years of life, going around and around, there will always be people looking forward to meeting again.