Magical Strategist

After the church wedding, the banquet began. At the largest hotel in Pachi City, all relatives and friends gathered together.

The banquet lasted a whole day. No one knew how many cups he drank and how many people came to toast him. Anyway, he accepted all the toasts. Until the evening, the drunken Zhenlong was carried back home.

The first day of the wedding was supposed to be the wedding night, but the dragon vomited frequently, filling the warm wedding room with the smell of alcohol. As his wife, Feiya had no choice but to endure the disgusting smell and take care of him. She only lay down and fell asleep after the dragon calmed down...

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the next day.

Zhenlong slowly opened his eyes, his head still a little dizzy. When he regained some consciousness, he was completely shocked: there was a woman sleeping next to him, and she was sleeping on the same bed with him. Zhenlong was shocked and asked, "How could this happen?"

Feiya was awakened by the movement of the real dragon. She said sleepily, "Why are you making so much noise? Are you going to let me sleep?"

"Xiaoya, why are you sleeping here? Oh, my head is so dizzy..."

"What are you talking about? I am your wife now." Feiya responded.

Zhenlong just remembered that he was married. "Um, did I..."

"Is there anything?" Feiya blinked and asked.

"Have I ever done anything to let you down?" Zhenlong said rather implicitly.

"What a mess. Is there such a thing as apology between husband and wife?"

"That's right..." Zhenlong paused for a moment and asked again: "Then, is there any?"

"No, you slept like a dead pig last night and couldn't be woken up no matter how I called you." Fia complained.

"That's good..." Zhenlong said thankfully.

"Has your brain been damaged by drinking? Hey, where are you going?" Long jumped out of bed, put on his clothes and prepared to go out.

"Go out for morning exercise. I don't have the habit of sleeping in, unlike you!" Zhenlong said this and pushed the door open to go out.

Feiya felt very upset after hearing this. She shouted towards the place where the real dragon left: "What? You are the only one who is diligent!"

Zhenlong left the room and found an open space not far from home to exercise.

Feiya was unwilling to be called a "lazy pig", so she changed her clothes and came to "exercise in the morning". She said it was morning exercise, but in fact she came to cause trouble for the real dragon.

Later, the two of them simply started fighting. Of course, it was just a competition.

The opponent was both his wife and his superior, so it was not easy to fight with all his strength. However, Feiya's light magic was one of the best among the magicians of the same type. Her mana strength and magic proficiency were at the top level. For a while, she beat the real dragon and made it retreat without any resistance.

After the two had fought for more than a hundred rounds, Feiya's breathing quickened slightly, and the energy source in her body began to fluctuate, gradually exposing her fatal flaws. In order to save face for his wife, Zhenlong pretended to be out of breath and asked to stop. After all, she was the goddess of light. If the goddess of light was defeated so easily, how could she convince the public?

But Feiya not only did not stop, but instead said provocatively: "They say Lieyan is very strong, how can it be this weak? Keep fighting, I haven't shown my strength yet."

The real dragon panted and said, "What do you mean the flames are strong? You can believe the rumors. I won't fight anymore. If we continue, someone will die. I admit defeat."

"No! The winner must be decided today no matter what. I must be the woman who defeats Lieyan." Feiya said confidently.

"Please forgive me. What else do you want now that you have already won?" Zhenlong sat down on the ground, looking aggrieved.

"Hehehe... look at you. You were so weak five years ago, and you are still so weak five years later. Have you practiced well over the years?" Feiya asked.

"Of course you have to practice hard, but you are so talented that I can't catch up at all." Zhenlong said to Feiya. Although he said so, he was actually thinking: Fortunately, my opponent is me. If it were any other master, you would have died countless times. "Xiaoya, your strength has indeed improved a lot, but you need to accumulate practical experience slowly. Also, through the sparring just now, I found some problems: At first you fought very well, but then you became more and more anxious, which caused your breathing to intensify and your qi source to become disordered. This is the most taboo in battle. The enemy can take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack."

"Okay, so you were just pretending, right? Are you playing tricks on me?" Feiya said angrily.

"No."

"Not yet, then why didn't you attack me after you discovered my weakness?"

"Because I... I only found out after you knocked me down... In a duel between masters, the outcome depends on who reveals a flaw first..."

Feiya interrupted, "That's enough. You've already lost and you're still talking so much. Are you dissatisfied? If not, let's continue fighting."

The real dragon could only shut up. If he said one more word, he would be beaten.

After finishing their "morning exercise", the two strolled hand in hand on the street.

At this time, several children selling newspapers were shouting all over the street: Selling newspapers! Breaking news, the Film and Song Guild was massacred last night...

What? Yingge was... Feiya hurried to buy a newspaper to see what was going on. She saw the headline of today's newspaper: The Middle-earth Alliance Yingge Women's Guild was massacred by mysterious men in black, with heavy casualties! When Feiya saw the second half of the news, which was the list of the dead, her face turned pale. She kept repeating, "Moli is dead..."

Zhenlong took the newspaper, his expression was not much better than Feiya's. "Such a powerful Yingge Guild, even Senior Sister Jasmine was... Wait, since it was Yingge, then, she..." Zhenlong carefully read the names of more than a hundred dead. Jasmine, Roland, Rosewood, Lily, Rose, Rose... Zhenlong was looking for someone, a woman, named: Douglas Haitang. Zhenlong looked from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, back and forth three times, but did not find Haitang's name among the dead. "I'm glad you're okay..." Zhenlong sighed.

"This is definitely not a simple vendetta. Lawrence said that those guys will take action within a month, and it seems that they have already started. Long, we have to leave immediately and return to the regiment headquarters." Feiya realized the seriousness of the situation and hurried home to pack her luggage and prepare.

Just like that, the two of them hurriedly said goodbye to their families and immediately set off back to New Drina, the headquarters of the Knights of Light.

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At about the same time, in Tas Country, in the Shimizu family of Honzesiri City.

More than six men in black crossed the nine-layer wall and headed straight for the clan leader's residential area. The leader was the killer Tianxing who tortured Jasmine. He was holding a head that was still dripping with blood.

Shimizu family, meeting room.

A bloody human head was placed in the middle of the hall.

Shimizu Ichiro praised his six subordinates with a smile on his face: "You did a great job, I will reward you handsomely!"

"Thank you, my Lord, for your kindness!"

"Kill Tianxing and stay, and the rest can retreat and collect their rewards." said Ichiro Shimizu.

"Yes!"

Shimizu Ichiro walked up to Sha Tianxing and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work this time."

"It is my blessing to serve the lord." Sha Tianxing replied.

Ichiro's face darkened. "I have an important task for you to complete."

"My Lord, please give me your orders."

"Bring back the head of the Goddess of Light." Ichiro's eyes became infinitely terrifying.

"Yes, sir." Sha Tianxing said readily.

"This mission is difficult, so we must proceed with caution," said Ichiro.

"The goddess of light is nothing to be proud of." Sha Tianxing said confidently.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. A tough guy has recently joined the Light Group." Ichiro asked.

Sha Tianxing frowned slightly and replied: "Could it be the flames?"

"Yes, it is Lieyan. This person is very powerful, so you have to be more careful."

"Don't worry, my lord. I will definitely send you Lieyan's head as well." Sha Tianxing said again.

"It would be the best if possible. I think it will take more than a day or two to get his head. Here, this is Lieyan's information." As he said that, Ichiro handed a piece of yellow paper to Sha Tianxing.

After reading it carefully, Sha Tianxing said, "Lier Zhenlong? Could it be that he was the one who killed His Highness Cheng Jian two years ago?"

Ichiro nodded heavily, expressing his anger without words.

"I understand." Sha Tianxing said lightly.

Ichiro said briefly: "Go ahead and wait for your good news."