The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Portraits of Okar and Jamal

In the dream, I witnessed the founding of a new country and the reform of slums, and gained friendship and love.

Not only that, but I was also lucky enough to go on an adventure in a different world with the boy.

Food from another world! The history of another world! And that so-called game!

Everything seems to be condensed in a dream, let yourself experience it quietly and feel it.

It's just that the close contact between herself and the other party made the girl a little shy.

Unable to help but tighten her fleshy thighs, the blonde girl thought to herself.

The taste that makes the soul tingle and tingle is simply deep in the bone marrow and comfortable to the bones.

Let yourself know the taste and taste. Not only do you want to find each other to make yourself comfortable every once in a while, but later on you even proposed to be with Chelsea.

Although the three of them did do it together later, there was nothing they could do.

After all, one person really can't handle it at all.

Later, after waking up from the dream, he also asked other people if they knew about the boy's situation. After asking and finding that no one else had any impression, Leonai couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with him.

In my memory, the relationship between myself and the other person does not seem to be fake. The warm time is like a sun-baked quilt that makes people unable to help but curl up in it.

As for the Teigu that tampered with memory? At least I haven't seen anything so outrageous. Of course, if you can really have such a bright future, then just change it.

He has no culture and is a killer, so he shouldn't look forward to the future.

Thinking of this, Leonai threw himself forward.

"Ah!! It's been about a year..."

Leonai, who was lying on the table, flicked the wine glass on the table glumly, as if treating it as an object, and the girl cursed.

"Well... damn Tazmi... curse you..."

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What's so busy today? Of course, it's the stepping-stone.

Seeing that the flow of people in front of her was much worse than that at the city gate, Tazmi nodded secretly.

This time the visit was for a certain person, that is, the captain of the Imperial City Guards, Ghost Oka, who knew the situation of the slave trader and the nobles.

Because there are differences between hearsay and hearsay, I should try my best to see and hear with my own eyes before judging what a person does.

Although I don't think that the other party's performance in the slave merchant's mouth can make me change.

He continued walking like this and soon arrived at the commercial street outside the palace.

A dazzling array of bright lights illuminated the surrounding environment, and their colorful appearance made the waiters accompanying them even more beautiful.

To put it bluntly, this place is similar to a bar in the previous life.

There are not only female escorts, but also male escorts, who specialize in serving certain aristocratic women with perverted fetishes.

While walking, Tazmi suddenly noticed some commotion ahead and followed the crowd.

After following them to the Execution Square of the Imperial Capital, Tazmi roughly understood the general idea under the low-pitched discussion of the crowd.

"Well...he is a scumbag..."

Tazmi stood in the execution square with her hands folded, looking at the civilians surrounding the place and sighed.

Of course, when I say scum, I am not talking about these civilians, but the guys standing on the execution platform.

"Based on the brave exposure of the oil merchant Gamal, we finally caught this guy who embezzled the empire's property and preyed on the people!"

"Not only that, the man in front of me is betraying imperial intelligence and has close ties with rebels, revolutionary forces, and foreign nations..."

Listening to the executioner's announcement on the execution platform, Tazmi waited silently with her hands folded.

Just listening to the discussions among the people, the man kneeling on the execution platform was charged with no fewer than ten crimes.

He raped women, accepted bribes, murdered, embezzled, betrayed the empire and had connections with the revolutionary army, was suspected of betraying imperial intelligence, etc., good guy, there were a bunch of other charges that I had never heard of.

But looking at the unyielding eyes of the man on the stage and the gloomy looks of the people below the stage, Tazmi knew that this thing should be listened to the other way around.

"Here, as a special reward to the oil merchant Gamal! The empire will exempt him from taxes for the next year!"

"Thank you! Thank you, officer of the empire!!"

"I am honored to be able to expose someone who is causing such harm to everyone!"

"Hehehehe, I will continue to cheer for everyone in the future!"

The bald man on the stage was dressed in brown clothes, with only the green cape on the outside. He had small eyes, a big mouth, and a bit of untied mustache, giving him a completely sinister look.

Hearing the executioner mention the oil merchant Jamal again, Tazmi finally remembered who the executioner was.

Isn't the guy in front of me one of my target's partners?

Because Oka is the captain of the Imperial City Security Force, he cannot leave the duty room of the security force even during the day, even when taking a break.

Tazmi had also inquired about the other party's travel time before choosing to visit at this time.

One is to get familiar with the terrain, and the other is to prepare to see what kind of person the other party is.

Seeing the man on the stage being beheaded, the crowd gradually dispersed, and dark clouds gathered in the sky at this moment.

After several thunder and lightning, drizzle began to fall from the sky and began to wash away the blood-stained execution platform in front of him.

Tazmi also sighed when she saw a hooded woman covering her face and crying in the rain.

This woman is probably a family member of the guy who died tragically on the stage. How pitiful.

After putting on the hood again, Tazmi followed closely the pace of the oil merchant Jamal. After watching the other party enter the duty room of the imperial police force, Tazmi gave up following up.

About half an hour later, the oil merchant Jamal came out of the duty room.

Looking at the lewd smile on his face, it was not difficult for Tazmi to guess what kind of dirty agreement the other party must have made inside.

Following along, after seeing the other party enter Custom Street, Tazmi also jumped onto the house with a slight jump.

Of course I have no interest in watching the other party do this kind of thing. I just want to hear up close what the other party thinks after eliminating the competition.

Through observation and inference, as well as listening to the discussions among the people, Tazmi also got a rough idea.

The man who was executed before was a well-known businessman in the imperial capital. Because he inherited the property from his ancestors and had a good mind, he prospered in this commercial street.

It's a pity that he is a young man after all, and it is normal for him to be eliminated if he is unwilling to succumb to the rules of adults.

Not to mention that all the property of the other party has been confiscated, the fiancée who has been engaged can only secretly feel sad under the rain.

As for who to confiscate? No need to say more, right?