You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

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"Hmm? Iori, are you listening to me?"

"what?"

Iori came back to his senses from the struggle between heaven and man, and was stunned. He looked at the cloaked girl across the table: "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"Has anything happened recently? Why do you seem uneasy?" The disguised Akame did not answer immediately, but was very concerned about Iori's recent situation.

"Nothing." Iori naturally wouldn't say his little thoughts out loud, "I'm just a little tired from running around for these things recently."

After saying that, he took down a long box nearly as tall as a person from behind him and placed it on the table. The sturdy wooden table made a creaking sound, as if it could not bear the weight.

From the moment Iori entered the door, this long pure white box of unknown material attracted the attention of everyone in the hostel lobby. However, after someone recognized Iori's identity, they reminded each other and turned their eyes elsewhere, deliberately avoiding this table.

Akame glanced at the box, then looked at Iori guiltily: "Thank you for your hard work... I didn't have high hopes at first, but I didn't expect you to actually get it... I really don't know how to thank you."

She naturally thought that Iori's fatigue was caused by his efforts to obtain the antidote. Akame, who was already quite grateful to him, became even more uneasy at this moment.

"Fortunately you didn't say 'I have nothing to repay you with, so I'll just give you my body'."

Iori smiled deliberately and said, "Otherwise, I will not only have to lose money, but also lose myself. Then you sisters will make too much money~"

"...I just thought you were joking."

Akahime was obviously trying to hold back her anger, but if you looked closely you would see that her ears were slightly red.

"Don't even think about taking advantage of Hei Tong!"

Hey, does this mean I can hit on you?

"Don't be so nervous. I won't use my kindness to pressure you. After all, there are many beautiful women who are ready to 'give themselves to' me, and you are not the one who is missing."

"...A lot?"

Chi Tong frowned slightly: "Are you popular with women?"

"You want to know?"

"Well!"

Before angering Akame, Iori turned the white box in the Seireitei style over, held the yin-yang fish pattern in the middle and slowly rotated it in a circle. The faint light of spiritual particles flashed through the seams on the edges, and then it opened from the side.

This is the transformation device made by Kurotsuchi Mayuri, which can freely transform the contents between the two states of "matter" and "spirit", and is controlled by the yin-yang fish in the middle. What's even more amazing is the box outside. No one knows what Kurotsuchi Mayuri did, but the box itself can also transform itself according to the external environment.

Although it is not as good as Urahara Kisuke in later generations who can turn living people into spirits, this box can definitely be called black technology. It can only be said that the money is well spent~

...After opening the box, Iori hesitated for a moment, but decisively took out the antidote and gave it to Akahime, and told her the specific dosage and precautions.

Then there was a brainwashing device that looked like a sleep mask, and Iori explained it in detail: "Considering your feelings, I didn't choose a type that is too effective.

It can sort out a confused mind, tap into the subconscious, and at the same time provide mental suggestions to the target.

I believe that Hei Tong's feelings for you are very strong, but they have been distorted by external forces. If you use it according to the instructions in the manual, you can slowly correct her awkward personality, develop her "sister control" nature, and slowly train her to be a proud sister who can't live without her sister~"

"I don't have that idea!" Akahima retorted immediately, "Training or something... I won't treat Kurohima like that, as long as she can be freed from the domination of the empire."

But I hope you have that idea—Iori touched his chin.

Sisters' bowls are indeed very immoral. As a true gentleman, Iori would never do such shameless and shameless behavior.

but!

If Iori hadn't taken the initiative, but her tsundere sister who couldn't leave her sister had insisted on coming along... then Iori would have had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.

Who makes him a responsible and good man?

Alas! Iori suffers, and Kuroyon has to bear the blame!

——Of course, this is just a beautiful fantasy at the moment. Let alone the Sisters’ Donburi, he hasn’t even dealt with Akame yet.

"By the way, where is your dowry, ah no, where is your good sister?"

Iori asked curiously, "You didn't bring her with you?"

"I brought her, but her medication intake has been restricted recently, and her physical and mental state is unstable. I was worried that something might go wrong, so I didn't bring her downstairs."

Akame glanced at the second floor of the hostel: "My companion is watching her in the room, nothing will go wrong."

"You are willing to entrust your most important sister to someone else to take care of her... There aren't many companions you can trust so much, right?"

"Yes, you should have heard of her name."

Akahime hesitated for a moment: “Kuroi’s condition is already very bad, I will bring the antidote upstairs now… My companions will come to you later, but you don’t need to worry, you can just leave if you don’t want to talk.

I will always remember this kindness. No matter when you come to me for help, I will never refuse!"

Iori originally wanted to tease her a few words, but Akame hurriedly took her things and went upstairs without waiting for him to say anything. It seemed that her sister's illness was indeed urgent.

After a while, just as Akame said, a woman with short silver hair, her right eye covered by a black belt, and her right arm replaced with a mechanical prosthesis walked down.

She has a tall and plump figure, and even wearing a men's suit cannot conceal her charm. Her face, which is both heroic and charming, is even more charming, enough to make people ignore her imperfections.

Watching her walking towards him, Iori's eyes showed an expected look: It was indeed her, the imperial rebel general Nadezhda (Najshitan)!

She used to be a very outstanding general and a powerful imperial weapon user, but when she decided to defect, she was pursued by the "strongest in the empire". As a result, she not only lost two of her imperial weapon users, but also had one hand and one eye broken.

But this does not mean that she is incompetent. On the contrary, being able to escape from the pursuit of the "strongest in the empire" is already a great achievement!

Today, although Nadezhda is no longer strong enough to fight, her talent as a general has not disappeared. She still holds an important position in the Revolutionary Army and travels around to recruit strong men for it... It is easy to tell what she wants to do by coming to Iori.

"There's no need to introduce yourself. This isn't a place where you can keep secrets."

Iori had no intention of testing or attacking, and said bluntly: "I have no intention of joining the Revolutionary Army, and no one can give me orders, but if it is a win-win and mutually beneficial cooperation, I am very interested."

"Oh? Win-win?"

Nadezhda had seen a lot before, so she didn't mind Iori's attitude of keeping people at a distance. She sat down calmly and asked curiously, "For example?"

"For example... Chief Minister Ernest has a son named Sheila. It is said that this kid is even more vicious than his father. He will become your enemy sooner or later. I am also very interested in this person or the things he has."

Iori smiled slightly: "If you can provide me with information about Sheila, I can go hunting for free."

Volume 30: The White Moonlight of the Seireitei: Chapter : I don't eat beef.jpg

The Empire is not the only country in this world. Thousands of years ago, the first emperor unified the richest central region of the continent and drove the other ethnic groups to remote and poor areas with harsh environments.

The Western Kingdom, the Southern Islands, the Northern Frozen Land, and the most mysterious Eastern Island Nation.

Although the empire is the most powerful existence, it cannot ignore the threats from all four directions. For thousands of years, it has been implementing a policy of control over the ethnic minorities. In recent decades, due to the repeated shocks in the empire's power structure, the surrounding ethnic minorities have become restless. However, the empire's military strength has not yet weakened, so it can still suppress the rebellion by force.

There was one female general in particular, who was known as one of the two most powerful imperial weapon users in the empire. In recent years, she had killed many people of different ethnic groups and made them tremble in fear. She was only twenty years old, but her reputation was enough to stop children from crying at night.

However, even in this context, there are still people who dare to challenge the majesty of the empire.

They are the alien race occupying the frozen land of the north. Their people are tough and martial. Under the leadership of their prince, they have fought against the empire in many conflicts and have even won and lost. It can even be said that they have the upper hand.

They have not officially declared war on the empire yet, but after years of preparation they have gathered 300,000 to 400,000 troops on the border, so it would not be surprising if they launched an uprising at any time.

This also made the northern provinces of the empire very nervous. From the capital city to the small border town, almost everyone knew that winter was coming, and spent every dark night in tension.

Woo~~woo~~woo~~

This was also an unsettling night. The moody blizzard goddess descended on the northern border. The biting cold wind was not blowing, but attacking every pedestrian like cavalry. The bare branches made a shrill sound in the wind, like the howling of an unknown dangerous species. The white snow seemed endless in the dark night. In a trance, I thought I had come to the end of the world.

The group of four people and their luggage rode on a pack animal that looked like a giant sloth, and braved the wind and snow as they struggled forward in the half-meter-deep snow.

Even though everyone has unique skills and is not an ordinary traveler, they are still a little short of being able to fight against the power of heaven and earth.

The leader was even more angry:

He possesses an extremely powerful imperial weapon that can instantly teleport to extremely far places, but the limitation is that he can only move to locations that have been marked in advance.

And it was his first time to go to the frozen land of the North, and he had to walk honestly to reach his destination, which was extremely annoying.

"Your Highness Silla!"

At this time, one of his men shouted: "There is light ahead, we have found the town!"

"Ohhh, I saw that too, great, I thought I was lost."

"Hurry up, I'm freezing to death!"

The four people headed by the minister's son Sheila were excited and drove the already tired beasts of burden to speed up. As the light in front of them slowly approached, they found that this was a two-story tower specially used to guide travelers, and there were special people guarding the fire.

When the guard saw the four people, he simply questioned them and then let them pass. In such weather and with only four people, it was impossible for them to be bandits or scouts of foreign ethnic groups. They looked like travelers, so the guard enthusiastically showed them the way to the only hotel in the town.

They arrived at the inn, placed the pack animals in the stable, and knocked on the door. Out came a simple, honest, and rugged middle-aged man with a typical northern look, who might even have some foreign blood.

"What's the matter? Are you staying at a hotel?"

"Yeah, yeah, anyway, let's have a hot meal first, we're all almost freezing." Silla smiled a little exaggeratedly.

"Really..."

In this kind of weather, the shop owner seemed reluctant to open the door for business, but when he thought that this group of people had nowhere else to go except here, he let them in.

There were obviously not many customers in the store, only three guys wearing cloaks and looking mysterious sitting around a table.

Could it be a spy from a foreign race? Sheila squinted and took a look.

But this has nothing to do with him. With their group of four, do they need to be wary of a mere alien?

It’s good that these three cloaked guys are behaving well, but if they dare to make any small move, kill them immediately!

Sheila and her three companions were very skilled and bold. They chose a table in the lobby without hesitation, then took off their cloaks and coats, revealing their true faces one by one. However, each of them had a different style, which made the store owner stunned.

Among them, Sheila is a young man with brown skin, messy white hair, a muscular body, and a perverse face.

His three subordinates are a young man with a sinister look, a mature beauty with a frivolous expression, and a middle-aged warrior with an aloof temperament.

Especially the samurai. It was the first time the shop owner had seen someone dressed like this... But then again:

"You're wearing too little! This isn't allowed even indoors!"

Except for the warrior, the other two of Sheila were dressed quite...fashionably, as if they had just run out of some improper masquerade party. The two men showed off their large chest muscles, and the female one was simply dressed in something like a sexy outfit.

This brought a great shock to the brother who had lived in the north of the country since childhood: "Aren't people in the south afraid of the cold?"

"It's okay, this is nothing." Silla waved her hand and smiled gently, but in her heart she was very impatient with the shop owner's concern.

"Rather than that, you should serve us food quickly—"

"You guys are from a big city, right?"

The shop owner suddenly looked very curious: "At least no one in the North wears this kind of clothes... Could it be that he is from the Imperial Capital?"

"Uh... I guessed half of it right. I'm from the imperial capital." Silla pointed at herself.

According to his usual style, this shop owner would be dead if he dared to interrupt him, but now the snowstorm has not stopped, he can only stay in this small town... at least he has to wait until he has a full meal before killing him.

"But why did you come all the way to the North... Oh, I see. Life in the Imperial Capital must be very difficult, right?"

The shop owner actually showed an "I understand" expression, which made Sheila laugh.

The beautiful woman next to him was interested: "Why is it so hard? I came from the Western Kingdom. Although I haven't been to the Imperial Capital, shouldn't the Imperial Capital be the most prosperous place?"

"You are not from the Empire, no wonder you don't know."

The shop owner said "Hey", turned around and took out the wine jug and glasses from behind the counter, as well as a small stove for heating wine. While lighting the fire, he said indignantly: "It's because the imperial capital is now controlled by the ministers, causing public outrage!"

"Minister? Which minister?"

"Who else could it be? Of course it's Chief Ernest, the real dog minister! I don't know how many people hate him!"

"Oh? Dog Minister?" Sheila grinned, the firelight shining on his shadow and stretching it against the wall, like some beast with a bloody mouth full of fangs.

"But I heard that he is the pillar of the empire."

The people who were traveling with him also looked at him subconsciously, and everyone's expression was full of amusement.

"Isn't Ernest a dog minister and a dog noble?"

The shop owner didn't notice anything unusual and continued to curse: "This son of the dog minister, Xila, is even more of a bastard! A beast among beasts!"

"Ha ha……"

The brown-skinned young man laughed even more happily: "A beast among beasts? Haha, what, do you have a grudge against him?"

"Yes, my cousin and her husband were teaching in the imperial capital. If it weren't for that bastard Xila killing innocent people, how could my cousin's husband die? If he hadn't allowed his men to commit murder, how could those students be tortured to death?"

The boss raised his head and said, "Look, that's my cousin. She has no one to rely on and has no choice but to come to me for help."

Everyone turned their eyes and saw a beautiful, plain-dressed woman with long hair on the second floor, who was slowly walking down the stairs with a puzzled expression. The closer she got to Silla, the more doubtful her eyes became. In the end, she was so frightened that her legs began to tremble slightly.