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"Huh? Dad?"

"That's your face."

"Oh, did Dad and I switch bodies?"

"…Why would you think of something that most people wouldn't think of?"

"My mother has drawn a book with this kind of plot."

This is a large-scale restricted-level short comic based on this couple, in which they swap bodies and then reverse the offense and defense.

"Is he really a child?"

Mi Jiexi, who was still very pure in thought, exclaimed, "I never thought that the content of the book would be so important."

"So you can let me go and play now?"

"Obviously not."

"OK then."

So, under Mi Jiexi's confused eyes, Yarke took her hand and dragged her in one direction.

"Wait... shouldn't it develop like this?"

Seeing what happened to Mi Jie Xibi, Allen asked, "Do you need help?"

"Isn't it obvious? Come on!"

"Then let's talk about the reward. How about letting me become the guardian of the palace? I want one that doesn't obey orders and has a lot of autonomy."

"Huh? Are you trying to take advantage of someone's misfortune?"

"Look at what you said. Taking advantage of someone's misfortune won't be as quick as this."

"You can be the Palace Guardian Star, but it is impossible not to take sides. This position is like the Apostle Saint of the Empire. The meaning of its existence is to protect the purebloods headed by the royal family."

"I think so too."

Even Yang, dressed in gold, had to stay in Yumerongen for a long time to protect the Emperor Yumerongen. The Imperial Hall, with the complicated situation of the three major families, could not leave such a good position for an outsider like him.

"Then just give me some jewelry. I believe that the next head of one of the three major families must have something good enough to exchange for an entire mansion, right?"

"No."

"Ok?"

"How could a lady so easily give her personal jewelry to a man as a reward?"

"I have to remind you that you don't look like a lady right now. But never mind. I still have something to discuss with you. Just give me some cash."

"Is one million enough?"

The purchasing power of the Imperial Palace's currency is lower than that of the RMB, but it is much higher than that of the Japanese yen. One million is not a small amount.

Alan weighed it and handed the Genesis Driver and a lemon lock seed in his hand to Alcaide.

"Want to play?"

"What is this? A weapon?"

“…I’m glad you didn’t tell me this was a toy.”

Although compared to the original Bandai version, this transformable version looks more refined - mainly because it's less plastic.

Then Alan looked at the other party in confusion as he skillfully buckled the Genesis Drive around his waist and installed the Energy Lock to transform.

"Wait, you can use this?"

"Isn't that how it's used?"

"..."

Really? Are you from a special effects studio? How can someone learn how to use a driver just by watching it once?

Mi Jie Xibi, who successfully avoided being dragged away, straightened her royal robe and saw a familiar figure in the distance.

She left a message "Wait for me" and walked over quickly.

Through the eyepiece, Alcaide saw a sturdy middle-aged man in a white suit, and his body was shocked.

I want to fight this man—

Since he was a child, Yang Wuqu had been abusing him in a way that was almost abusive, bringing out the instincts of a top-level terrifying upright ape. His warlike nature also gave him a terrifying ability to identify powerful opponents.

If he is the type who has honed a strong physique, will and skills through hard training, his body will have a reaction similar to that of a warrior.

But for a long time, he had never encountered such an opponent again.

One reason is that his own physical fitness has grown too fast, and there are not many opponents who can satisfy him for a while. Another reason is that after becoming proficient in using the Wind Eagle Armor, he changed his assessment of his own strength to another standard. Theoretically, there is only one person in this world who can meet the standard that can make him experience the warrior shock phenomenon in the state of Wind Eagle Knight.

But the timing is clever.

He lost the right to summon the Wind Eagle Armor, and he did not have an accurate understanding of the strength of the Lemon Energy Armor.

The long-lost recognition ability in the blood of the terrifying upright ape allowed him to complete the combat effectiveness assessment of the enemy and his own side.

Taking oneself as the standard data 1, the enemy's comprehensive physical strength is 0.98, the enemy's flexibility is 0.9, and the enemy's unknown energy cannot refer to oneself to establish data. According to the analysis of previous combat experience, the enemy's comprehensive combat power is about 1.01.

So, Arcaid walked towards the man with the sonic arrow.

[411] Alcaide: I'm burning... ah, so boring

Talisman Xudora Nebilis VIII, the current head of Xudora.

As a Protoss of the Wave Protoss, he is a researcher who is keen on exploring the essence of the Protoss.

Although it was originally nicknamed "Botao", the name "Brutal" became more popular later.

In essence, Talisman is just a Protoss who is slightly stronger than his pure-blooded tribe members, and his own Protoss is also a relatively rare [wave].

But he must have his own unique way of being able to excite Alcaide's instincts.

The distance of dozens of meters was crossed in the blink of an eye. The sonic arrow that was integrated with the bow and blade was raised and chopped down naturally as if putting down a cup of water that had just been finished.

This is assassination.

Abandoning any murderous intent and malice, he turned his actions into daily gestures, avoiding all defensive frontal assassination techniques.

Any living thing will react to something that approaches unexpectedly, but they will not be wary of someone who approaches them while they are still drinking water or squatting down to tie their shoelaces.

In ancient times, when the terribly upright ape had not yet become a peaceful farming creature and had to rely on force to obtain food, the prototype of this technology had already appeared.

After that, the terrifying upright apes that established civilization began to improve this technique in order to kill their own kind, and the so-called assassins were born.

Arcaid, who was born to be defined as the highest work of mankind, has the ability to instinctively use the assassin's skills that he has been immersed in for decades, and he has actually been trained in this way.

Even though his body hadn't used such a technique for a long time, that didn't mean he had completely forgotten it.

The bright silver blade was bounced off by some kind of barrier, and the horrific recoil made his palm feel slightly numb.

It took Talisman a long time to train and adjust the Star Art of [Wave] into a technique that covers the whole body. The Star Arts that already have a certain degree of self-awareness only need to perform this technique as soon as they sense danger to provide him with absolute defense.

The burly man in the white suit activated his instincts, which he had developed from being active on the battlefield. He stretched out his right hand, which was covered by the [wave], and clasped it towards Alcade.

Feeling the intuitive warning of crisis and the premonition that this blow would not be fatal, the hand wrapped in the undergarment made of strong material did not retreat but instead moved forward and grasped the other person.

The high-speed vibration [wave] tore through the armor on his hands, and the punch to the face that followed shattered the armor on his head.

Alcaide stepped back.

Some red dripped from his hands.

His blood oozed from dozens of tiny wounds on his left hand.

On his right hand, a bone still attached to flesh and blood was constantly dripping blood.

That's Talisman's rib.

“Excellent defensive capabilities.”

Alcade praised that because of the timely retreat, only the armor on his face was blown up and even his hairstyle was not messed up.

"Excellent skills. You really are worthy of being the Wind and Thunder Sword Saint who has provoked the armies of two countries on the battlefield by yourself and is still at large."

Talisman also praised it.

"Uncle?!"

Mi Jie Xibi, who had just recovered from the extremely fast attack and defense, couldn't help but exclaim when she saw Talisman's torn white suit and the horrific bleeding wounds.

"It's just a minor injury, don't worry too much, Midge."

[Wave] vibrates at the wound, using physical squeezing to stop bleeding hastily.

"We were probably both surprised by each other's strength just now. I think it took me nearly thirty years to learn my skills, so I won't be defeated the first time I encounter them."

"Yeah, that's why I backed off. If I had been a little later, you would have torn off a piece of my face, or caused a wound to my hand that couldn't be healed on its own."

"How can you remain so calm when you are on the verge of life and death?"

"It's the same for both of us. If you don't back off, I'll certainly get hurt more, but by that time, I've already taken your heart out."

Alcade shook the ribs in his hand and spoke leisurely.

"The power of that armor is not bad, judging by the performance in the drama, but the defense is lower than I expected. Is it the difference between the individuals?"

"I don't know. Someone just gave it to me."

Ignoring Allen's words "Who said I would send you off?", Alcaide asked, "Your initial velocity is at the level of a normal trained human, but the acceleration is weird. Logically, your muscles shouldn't be strong enough to reach that level."

"It's just the physical conversion of waves. To be honest, it took me six years to design this technique, eight years to learn it, and about thirteen years to reach my current level. It took me nearly thirty years to reach my current level. I'm quite clumsy."

However, in the face of Talisman's self-deprecating words, Alcaide acted indifferent.

"Yes."

He threw the rib, which was still dripping with blood, back like garbage.

His fully developed body allowed him to use his eyesight to roughly judge the enemies who might inspire him to fight at a very early stage. If there was an actual fight, he would be able to find out the opponent's background after just a few encounters.

If the opponent's technique just now hadn't been used at half or even one-third of its full power, he would have been someone I could have killed if I had been more serious.

Although he has no actual experience of killing humans, he has killed many humanoid creatures... maybe?

In short, he realized that his excitement was a little too early. The opponent was just a guy who looked decent, with good skills, but too low stats.

Without even the interest to pick up the sonic arrow that had fallen to the ground, he pulled out the driver from his belt and threw it back to Alan.

"Huh? You actually gave it back to me?"

Alan was a little surprised.

"Didn't you just say you wouldn't send me off?"

Arcaid said as a matter of course.

"…Generally speaking, characters in special effects movies have custom deafness."

"what is that?"

For a moment, Alan didn't know whether he was talking about special effects or custom deafness, and he couldn't answer it.

"That's it. Let's play together next time we meet, uncle."

"...Can you call me brother?"

"Are you one of those people with age anxiety who wants a child who is not yet four years old to call him brother to make him look younger?"

"how……?"

Alan noticed something was wrong.

"You mean how old are you?"

"Three, almost four."

"You're four years old... You're only three years old and you have this much fighting ability?"

"Is there any need to make a fuss? This is normal, right?"

Having said this, Alcaide turned and left.