Do you dare to step forward? "The monk's voice in the second half of the sentence was as thin as a gossamer thread, and his vocal organs were roasted by the flames to give off the aroma of cooked meat.

"Snapped!"

The wooden stick, half burned by the fire, was overwhelmed and snapped off the middle.

Takeo Moribe's eyelids twitched violently, and the wall of fire was also beating wildly under the influence of his master.

"Do you want to sit upright in the sky...to be a goddess aloof, or do you want to be a mortal?"

The monk's robe was burnt to ashes, and the monk's body was also marked with a mosaic of scorched flesh.

"..." The veins on Takeo Moribu's forehead throbbed slightly, his mouth was dry, but his body, which was obviously not afraid of the flames, seemed to be fidgeting.

"Sasha." Takeo Moribe was wearing headphones to keep in touch with the headquarter staff who were following the news at any time, but the headphones had something to say and fell several times, and the upper-level people on the other side were thinking about something.

Tokyo.

"hiss……"

There was a breathless voice in the conference room.

The helicopter shook the live broadcast screen, and the radio equipment on Takeo Moribe's body transmitted the small voice in time.

Watching the monk emerge from the wall of fire, the muscles that everyone felt were curled up.

But what disturbed them even more was the 'secret' uttered by the monk, and the details were terrifying.

"This monk really knows everything! There are ghosts in the base."

"After being burned like this, can you still live? He...he is not extraordinary, just an ordinary monk. We have all been tricked."

"This must be the work of the same person as the chaos at the Yokosuka base, and... is Takeo Moribe wasted in vain, is Tian Ji behind the horse racing?"

"Is there any problem with Takeo Moribe? If he loses control, he can be eliminated, but we will kill ourselves."

"No problem. If there is a problem, I won't agree to send him there. Don't worry, Takeo Moribe's mental model has already listed various situations, and he is... very stable."

"Very stable?"

"Well, we won't be disturbed by such trivial matters. We must trust scientific judgment. Takeo Moribe is our partner."

The gods in the conference room looked at the screen, overlooking everything that was happening on earth.

Osaka Prefecture.

The island country Toya has not succeeded in entering Europe for two hundred years, but it has combined some messy atmosphere with the habits of the local "aristocrats", resulting in a bunch of four dissimilarities.

Such as the tea party of the upper class ladies.

Communities that are distributed according to class and income, coupled with the ethos of housewives not working as homeowners, there will be small gatherings of wives in high-end communities, and the annual membership fee alone is more than the annual income of ordinary families.

Eiko Hirao's identity changed very quickly. She was still living a hopeless high school working witch life in Tokyo, but now she has become the 'fiancee' of the Minister of Defense.

Of course, it's just the "fiancee" that everyone hears about, not the kind that has ever held a wedding.

"Speaking of which, I really envy Yingzi. She's so young and beautiful, and the Minister of Defense is also young and promising. It's a match made in heaven. Just hearing the story of when you met, makes the heart of an old woman like me thump."

"The real power figures in Osaka Prefecture, superheroes, extraordinary leaders, any title is envied."

"It's an honor to live in our area."

Osaka's upper class ladies are also handy when they pat the rainbow fart, and they don't have the rudeness of the legendary Osaka aunts.

"No, no, he is a fool who doesn't understand anything in life, and he is very dull." Hirao Yingzi's demeanor is still unfamiliar and green, but it will not take long to become as expensive as a lady gas.

"Yeah, isn't that easy to control? It's such a blessing to have a capable and obedient man like the Minister of Defense. That man in my family, tsk tsk."

For the ladies, it's nothing new for a powerful husband to find a few lovers, at most it's just a little bit of a block in his mind when he thinks about it.

Eiko Hinao enjoys her current life, or this is the day she has always dreamed of.

She doesn't have to squeeze her head to go to university or find a job, she can directly enter the upper class through Takeo Moribe. With a population of more than 100 million in the island country, she has already stood at the height of the clouds and overlooked all living beings.

Sitting at home, money keeps pouring in, and this money is self-propagating without even investing in it by yourself. Whether it is buying jewelry or real estate, the total amount of money has not decreased. This is so boring. Numbers game.

Ping Naiyingzi has a new trouble. She doesn't know what other ways to spend money efficiently other than hiring people to waste money.

It turns out that the rich really have troubles that money can't solve!

In the high-end kindergarten in the community, Makoto Moriu also enjoys star treatment. Whether the teacher or the other second-generation children, almost all revolve around Makoto Moribu.

No matter what kind of person he will become when he grows up, at least in his heart who doesn't worship the hero who destroys the bad guys? Born criminals, after all, are just a hypothesis that violates medical ethics.

On the small table in the kindergarten, the children's outstanding paintings were selected, and Moribe Mako was naturally the first.

"My friend, Mayumi, let me tell you what you are drawing."

"Hiyi." Mayu's little face burst into an innocent smile, and her little fingers swiped across the characters in the painting one by one.

"The one on the left is my sister at home, the one in the middle is me, and the one on the right is my father."

I can't expect the kindergarten children to have high painting skills, but from this freehand painting, the kindergarten teachers have deciphered many deep meanings. She is indeed the daughter of Takeo Moribe, who has shown extraordinary talent since she was a child.

"Clap clap clap."

Applaud, applaud.

"How can you make the Minister of Defense so ugly." There were children in the audience who couldn't get used to the paintings of Mayumi Moribu, "Draw the Minister of Defense into an ugly monster."

"But that's what Dad looks like."

"No!" The little boy shook his hand, his eyes were full of little stars, "The Minister of Defense is a hero who stands above the ground, and he is super handsome! Look at what you painted."

Moribu Mako's little face bulged: "You haven't seen my dad~lightnovelpub.net~ This is what my dad looks like."

"Nonsense, I've seen it on TV, he can take out bad guys with a wave of his hand."

The two children were arguing about who in their eyes was the real Takeo Moribe, and the kindergarten teacher who was watching laughed and pulled the two away.

Miura Peninsula, south of Zushi City.

The flame wall is still burning, full of vitality under the morning sun that has already broken.

"Takeo Moribu." The monk fell to the ground, "Is this your answer...?"

He never showed the miracle that the government had guessed.

"No one..." Takeo Moribu twitched his lips and stretched out his hand to wave away the flames on the monk's body.

When the flame is called, it comes and goes, and he is like the 'Kaguchi' who is in charge of the flame in mythology.

"You can go from here."