With the ability to transform, I am a judge.

The wild boar, which is three meters tall, is nothing compared to the Fenrir, which is the same size as the boar.

Moreover, despite the Boar King's ferocious appearance, this dangerous species is actually only large in size; it is relatively weak among level two dangerous species, and even an Imperial soldier captain could kill it single-handedly.

Yang Li patted Fenrir's head as a reward, then pulled the boar king, which it had already killed, aside and began cleaning and preparing it.

The giant wild boar king was quickly dehaired, skinned, and had its tendons removed. Its internal organs were all taken out and cleaned. Yang Li used the Eight Chambers of Black Eyes to skewer it and start roasting it.

Since she didn't have any seasonings on hand, Yang Li took out the wild honey that she usually used to make drinks and applied it to the surface of the wild boar meat.

Honey can not only be used for seasoning, but it can also quickly relax pork, making it easier for the flavor to penetrate during roasting, and making the meat more delicious.

Time passed slowly. After Yang Li finished roasting the wild boar meat and dividing it into plates, Hei Tong had already devoured most of the food on the picnic blanket. His cheeks were chubby like a squirrel's, which was quite adorable, making Yang Li's nose feel hot.

Yang Li divided 95% of the wild boar meat in half, giving some to Hei Tong and Fenrir, while she used the remaining meat to finish the eggs and milk.

It turns out that Kurohime's stomach is connected to the fourth dimension, and Fenrir even lost in the final battle for food.

Of the 95% honey-fed wild boar meat, Black Eyes ate nearly 60% by himself; the rest was what Fenrir fought hard to retrieve.

Even in a weakened state, Black Eyes is second to none when it comes to sweets and meat.

'If this woman didn't have such an extraordinary relationship with my master, I would have killed her with a single swipe of my claws long ago. How could I let her be so presumptuous?!' Fenrir thought to himself.

Yang Li was unaware of Fenrir's thoughts. Having witnessed Black Eyes' appetite several times in the past few days, she had become much more immune to such situations and could at least treat them with a calm attitude.

Watching Kuro-tung gracefully wipe his mouth, Yang Li dried Kuro-tung Hachifusa, who had already been cleaned, and put him away. He still carried a faint meaty aroma.

"Give me back the Eighth House."

"We'll talk about it when you're better."

PS: 1. There was a lot going on yesterday, plus a whole day of classes... Luckily, I managed to finalize the main storyline and even wrote an extra chapter, though I didn't have time to catch up on the anime.

2. So university is definitely not easy! My high school teachers messed me up!!

Section 239, Chapter 233: The Uninvited Wild Hound

Chapter 233: The Uninvited Wild Hound

Under the bright sunshine, Yang Li and Hei Tong walked towards a city gate, and after half a day they arrived near another city.

This place is quite large, and it's not exactly close to the previous city. It was only thanks to Fenrir's full-speed travel that the two of them were able to arrive so quickly.

Now, the tiny Fenrir nestled in Yang Li's arms, enjoying the soft feeling of her pressing against him.

Gently stroking the incredibly soft wolf fur, Yang Li and Hei Tong walked side by side down the bustling street. A common feature of these western cities was that the atmosphere was far better than that of the capital.

The entire capital was filled with an atmosphere of extreme corruption and hypocrisy, which disgusted even Yang Li, who had witnessed countless dark moments.

Yang Li didn't want to think about those disgusting things, so she immediately focused most of her energy on Hei Tong and started exploring the new food street with her...

After providing substantial funds to countless shops, Yang Li followed Hei Tong to a location that was the base of the Imperial Assassination Force in the city.

It seemed like just a small general store, but the bored shopkeeper's eyes flashed with a sharp glint the moment he saw Hei Tong. However, Yang Li's presence prevented him from saying anything more.

"This is...our new member, whom we just invited from outside."

Hei Tong felt she couldn't lie, and her cheeks flushed slightly from the act, which made Yang Li, who was standing to the side, look at her with a teasing gaze.

After giving Yang Li a deep look, the shop owner of the general store stood up and handed a piece of paper to Hei Tong. There weren't many words on it.

After receiving the paper, Hei Tong turned and left, only glancing briefly at the contents before pulling Yang Li outside.

The label listed the name of the designated assassination target, but no further information, because the assassin didn't need to know that much...

Furthermore, her comrades in the assassination squad are almost all nearby, so if she is being threatened or coerced, she can use a code to seek help.

Hei Tong didn't know why she hadn't exposed Yang Li to the Empire's assassination squad. This woman gave her a strange feeling; the woman's seemingly affectionate expression was something she couldn't understand...

"Give me back Hachifusa, I have a mission... Hmm!"

Seeing Yang Li raise the Eighth Chamber as if to strike it down, Hei Tong immediately stopped talking and subconsciously covered her forehead.

For the past few days, she has been frantically trying to get what she wants by being pressured and demanding, but the results have been clearly poor.

Yang Li didn't say much, but just reached out and ruffled the smooth black short hair hard, looking like she was determined to follow Hei Tong.

Silently extending a hand, Yang Li stared intently at the evasive black pupils as a piece of paper was placed in her hand.

She couldn't understand the part about the code, but there was a name, which clearly indicated that this was the next target, and the location was already written down.

"The Prefect of Xiling City? Another prefect... Is the prefect their rice bowl now?"

After uttering a string of comments that Black Pupil couldn't understand, Yang Li returned the paper to Black Pupil, her target now the governor of the city beneath their feet.

The governor's mansion looked quite luxurious, and the guards were very strict. About every three minutes, a group of heavily armored guards would pass by. Their imposing presence was incompetent compared to the capital's incompetent guards.

After squatting on a tall tree outside for a while, Yang Li pulled Hei Tong away because she had discovered something interesting.

Perhaps this is what they mean by "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly"? It's quite interesting.

—Excessive sexual activity leads to disaster; castration is the permanent cure—

In the Xiling City Prefectural Governor's Mansion, in a place that looked like a banquet hall, the Prefect of Xiling City was entertaining several guests.

This group of guests had a very menacing aura, and the leader had a chilling cross-shaped scar on his face, as if it had been cut out bit by bit with a knife.

The atmosphere at the banquet was quite good, after all, the prefect had shown the highest level of courtesy, treating these bandits like high-ranking nobles.

But in fact, there was indeed a high-ranking nobleman among them, whose status was much higher than that of the prefect, even though he did not have a title or official position.

"Haha, it is a pleasant surprise to have Young Master Sheila here. Please forgive me if I have not been able to entertain you well."

A fat, middle-aged man toasted a young man with a scar on his face, and the two laughed together, which made the scar on the man named Sheila's face look even more grotesque.

With a muscular but not excessive physique and dark brown, resolute skin, Sheila would definitely be a tough-guy heartthrob if it weren't for the horrifying scars on his face.

Unfortunately, this scar, the fear and stain of Sheila's life, was etched by his father, Imperial Minister Ernest, bit by bit...

It was this cross-shaped scar that terrified him, causing him to experience weakness and atrophy in a certain part of his lower body whenever he thought about it.

For Sheila, a womanizer, that was something he could not tolerate, so he cruelly killed anyone who brought up the scar.

The prefect now knew some things, so naturally he wouldn't deliberately step on a landmine. He said all sorts of nice things, pleading in his heart for these demons to leave as soon as possible.

"You don't need to be so nervous. I'm not the kind of person who would complain to my old man. By the way, your maids here are quite nice."

"If Master Sheila likes, I'll have her come over tonight to help you with your washing up."

Both men simultaneously revealed knowing smiles. Everyone present knew what this so-called "washing up" nonsense meant—helping with washing up in bed, giving each other a blowjob? (Just kidding!)

The banquet soon came to an end, and under the governor's arrangement, all the future wild hounds were put to rest in luxurious guest rooms, which were no less luxurious than the governor's own room.

Several carefully selected beautiful girls entered some of the rooms. These were chosen by the prefect from among the common people, and their fate was undoubtedly not good.

After all, the Wild Hounds are full of guys with all sorts of weird fetishes and even more disgusting sexual interests, so very few of these girls can leave the room alive.

As night fell, in a room, Dortya, a BBA alchemist with a loli-like appearance, had just used her Imperial Arms [Blood Collection: Rapid Absorption] to drain a maid dry when she saw a dark figure leap into the room through the window.

Dortya, who was feeling her life force increase, didn't even have time to shout before she was enveloped in a silvery-white light.

Blood splattered all over the ground. The tall, dark figure flicked the knife in his hand, his single ponytail swaying slightly in the wind like black silk. The newcomer stepped forward and took off the tooth-shaped Imperial Arm.

For Yang Li, this Imperial Arms wasn't actually that great, but its use was crucial, and it was also a part of whether Kurohime's body could recover its health.

"Playing dead won't work; that's a terrible tactic."

As Yang Li finished speaking, the 'corpse' on the ground suddenly came to life, immediately opening its mouth as if trying to call for help from the people outside.

A sharp longsword was pressed against her neck. Dortya, who had faked her death, didn't dare to scream because she couldn't withstand a second blow.

If we lure people here, the assassins who have infiltrated the governor's mansion may die, but she will definitely die first!

Realizing that she might still have room to maneuver, Dortya chose to remain silent after weighing the pros and cons.

PS: Is this the second update today?

Chapter 234, Section 240: Assassination in the Night

Chapter 234: Assassination in the Night

Gently pushing open the room door, Yang Li listened to the sounds inside the building; most people were already asleep.

There were no guards nearby, because the governor was wary of Sheila and her group, so he did not engage in any apparent surveillance, thus showing that he had no ill intentions.

However, it was better without guards, as this made it easier for Yang Li to move around, and she could start doing what she used to do.

With the activation of 'Ultimate Skill: Dark Slaughter' and 'Word of Power: Netherworld Illumination', Yang Li transformed into a faint black mist shadow and walked towards the nearby house.

Having just interrogated the alchemist Dortya, Yang Li obtained everyone's housing information, and the assassinations would naturally proceed from the weakest to the strongest.

After all, Yang Li wasn't confident he could successfully ambush and kill the strongest Sheila and the Human Slayer Izou with a single blow, and he also couldn't make too much of a commotion, so the weaker ones were naturally the first to be eliminated.

No matter how much trouble he causes, he is still a Teigu user. Once Yang Li is surrounded by wild hounds, he will have to use all his strength to get rid of these disgusting dogs.

It would be quite difficult to wipe them out completely. After all, with the interference of the other people, Yang Li might not be able to stop Sheila from using her Teigu. In that case, the other side would have a great advantage whether they were escaping or attacking.

In particular, the secret technique that Sheila developed using the Imperial Arms can transfer enemies to outer space, and Yang Li has no confidence in surviving in the vacuum environment of outer space.

As Yang Li approached the door of a room, he crouched in the corner, and a chilling voice rang out from inside.

"What a pure soul! She's practically an angel from legend! It's a pity she'll become a filthy adult sooner or later..."

No need to guess anymore, Yang Li is certain that the one inside is the killer clown Champo, a weakling on par with Dortya in the entire Wild Hounds.

If we're talking about strength, in the Wild Hounds team, which is almost entirely composed of Teigu users, a fully powered Sheila is at least equivalent to three Champo + Dortya.

A loud sob echoed in the room; it was the voice of a little girl. Yang Li had a feeling that something was going to happen next.

Her gaze moved down the corridor, finally settling on a window. She moved quickly and silently over there and flipped it over.

With her left hand gripping the windowsill, Yang Li exerted force, and her body flew to the side, towards the window of Shang Pu's room.

The window was open, and Yang Li, unable to see the figure, leaped inside. His eyes caught sight of a figure in the rapidly changing environment, and the figure swung out a long sword tightly gripped in his right hand.

Hearing the sudden whooshing sound behind him, Champu instinctively wanted to throw himself to the ground. His dwindling fighting spirit saved him for a second, but only for a second...