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The offensive and defensive forces are different, different, and different again... It has almost turned into a turn-based battle.

The morning sun rises high into the sky from between the mountains.

Sweat soaked the clothes of the two warriors, and they were finally willing to stop.

Garen's greatsword fell on Jarvan IV's head, and Jarvan IV's spear was pressed against Garen's neck.They tied.

It’s the same as the previous four 970 competitions.

"Huh...huh..." The nearly hour-long fierce battle left Galen almost exhausted, and he sat on the ground panting. "His Royal Highness Jiawen... is still so strong..."

"Huh...huh...you're...not bad either..." Jarvan IV also panted heavily and smiled happily.

After a moment of rest, Jarvan IV stood up to pack his equipment, but Galen quickly stepped forward to salute.

"I'll just come, Your Highness Jiawen..."

Such a polite attitude made the young prince frown. "Galen, as I said, you don't need to call me that in private."

"Ahem...this is...a habit." Galen looked confused.

"But I have reminded you many times - including when we first met today... forget it." Jarvan IV shook his head - of course he knew that the other party was not a habit, but a duty.

They are past the age where they can hang out and catch bugs together... They need to face up to the steps they are stepping on.

But...it depends on man.

"You are so polite to me. Could it be that you also deliberately failed me in the previous competition?" Jarvan IV asked with a straight face.

"No, no!" Galen quickly waved his hand to deny, "How dare I deceive you?"

"Really?"

"certainly……!"

"Galen, Galen..."

Jarvan IV shook his head, looking disappointed.

But just when the upright and honest Galen was thinking about how to explain it, he suddenly laughed again.

"Hahaha... You really can't take a joke, Galen."

"Your Highness...?" Galen was stunned.

"I'm joking - don't I know your level yet? If you had let me, I would have discovered it immediately." Jarvan IV smiled and extended a hand to the other party.

After hesitating for a moment, Galen still held the opponent's hand, and then stood up under the opponent's pull.

"Stop making such jokes...I'm a bit..."

"In exchange, you don't need to add any suffixes to my name anymore - at least when it's just the two of us." Jarvan IV shrugged, "At least... today?"

"Hmm..." Galen scratched his head.

As good buddies who have been together since childhood, he actually didn’t want to make the other person look too unfamiliar with his title, but...

Okay...just once...?

"Brother, I hope this doesn't seem like I'm crossing a line too far." Galen held out a fist.

Jarvan IV fist bumped with him. "We are the best brothers."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then sat on the ground to rest.

They chatted for a little while, and then Jarvan IV suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong, my brother?" Galen asked with concern.

"The heroes have been in trouble recently..." Jarvan IV shook his head, "Even... the whole of Demacia?"

"You mean... about the Bouvier family?"

"Well...Uncle Barrett was my father's best friend. His sacrifice made my father unable to sleep for weeks..."

"Really bad……"

"What's worse is that the father wants to..." Jarvan IV paused, and then continued in an uneasy tone: "The father wants to give the demon seekers greater power... He will take Uncle Barrett's The blame lies on all magicians..."

"Hmm..." Galen nodded thoughtfully.Well, he didn't quite understand the pros and cons and the twists and turns.

He just felt... wasn't the magician the target to be attacked in the first place?What about giving the demon seekers more power?

The swordsman, who didn't have much political acumen, didn't understand.

The young prince thought of more, "And... Sona Bouvier. Did you know? She was kidnapped by a black magician... She is Uncle Barrett's adopted daughter. This is a great addition to the Bouvier family. It's a fatal blow...continuous and fatal..."

"What a bad news...but I think the demon hunters can find her - His Majesty the King has given them the power, and they can do more." Galen thought it was natural.

The corner of Jarvan IV's mouth curled up with a hint of bitterness, but he said nothing more.

"Anyway... Galen, we will be busy in the future..."

Chen Ce was woken up by a dream.

Yes, being woken up from a dream... It sounds weird, but it is true.

He was having a very ordinary dream - just like most people's dreams - vague and chaotic, until a gentle and beautiful voice broke into his dream.It feels like hearing a voice from the bottom of your heart, which is very strange.

【Get up...get up...】

Then there is a blurry shadow.

So Chen Ce woke up from his dream.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Sona's gentle and beautiful smile was right in front of him.

Of course, there is also the more eye-catching 36D...well...even men's oversized shirts can hardly hold it...

Sona uses her unique "language" method to wake up sleeping people - using magic power to directly transmit "voices" into the mind.Even in a dream.It was like breaking into Chen Ce's dream and calling him.

She wrapped herself in an apron and made breakfast in advance.

Chen Ce was not polite and enjoyed the warm breakfast after washing up.

After that, he will go out to "go to work".

But before that...he had one more important thing to do.

"Miss Sona." Chen Ce called into the room as he was about to go out.

Sona, who was washing dishes, immediately popped her head out.

【what's wrong? 】

"Can you come over here?" Chen Ce waved.

The girl stepped forward doubtfully, without even taking off her apron.

"I'm going to go to work for the Demon Search Corps. When I come back later, I will bring you clothes and other daily necessities - I will go to Mrs. Lestara to get them." Chen Ce said as he approached.

"So, before I leave...can I give you a hug?"

【Eh……? ] Sona was obviously panicked.A hug isn't a big deal, it's just... a little too sudden?

It feels a bit strange to suddenly want a hug or something...?

"This will make me more energetic all day long." But Chen Ce had already opened his arms and looked at the other person with slightly curved eyes. "May I?"

[Hmm...] After only a moment of hesitation, the kind-hearted Sona nodded slightly. [If Mr. Chen Ce wants a warm hug...of course. 】

"Then..." Chen Ce stepped forward to greet him.

The girl also opened her arms.

Chen Ce felt very satisfied with her plump breasts pressed against him through the apron - of course, not because of this hug.

Rather...

His eyes were staring straight at the girl's 36D.

Or a magic mark on 36D.

clang--!The heartsteel triggering sound that only he could hear was so sweet.

"Miss Sona is very soft and fragrant..." Chen Ce reluctantly let go of his embrace, "It would be great if I could hug her every day."

If you stack the Heart Steel once a day...

[Hmm...] Sona, who was hugging the opposite sex for the first time, lowered her head subconsciously, and her somewhat introverted personality made her cheeks turn red.

But she also felt...hugging something...it was actually quite comfortable...

It does make people feel good...

Hugs are indeed a good thing...

[If Mr. Chen Ce wants it, of course there is no problem in hugging him every day... Sona also thinks hugging is very heart-warming. 】

"Then...every morning?" Chen Ce felt that his heart steel was in trouble again.

[Uh-huh...it's okay...] Sona pursed her lips shyly.

Looking at the other person's retreating back, she stood obediently by the door, like a newlywed wife watching her husband go out.

She thought about everything just now.

Mr. Chen Ce, he...

Do you have a good impression of yourself...

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Chen Ce quickly arrived at the military camp of the Demon Search Corps.

Daily greetings, daily chatting with other demon seekers, and daily... just hiding in Jonathan's office and drinking tea.

The squad leader was extremely polite to him, and even if he didn't train, he wouldn't be criticized at all.

The two chatted casually.

But Chen Ce always felt that something was wrong... Jonathan seemed to have been testing him... about something.

Regarding last night’s “trace”…

"I wonder if the black magician we were tracking down at the beginning is the same black magician who kidnapped Sona Bouvier..."

Jonathan took a sip of hot tea, his eyes seemed a little wandering.

"It's hard to say, but it's really possible." Chen Ce calmly took a sip of tea, "I chased the black magician for a long time last night, but unfortunately I couldn't catch up in the end... Leaving the team without permission... It was my fault, and I am willing to be punished."

"You're trying to catch people's hearts, so what's the penalty?" Jonathan smiled, "Besides, it didn't cause any damage, right? I hope you're fine - always remember, safety comes first in our business."

"Yes."

The two then drank tea.

Jonathan watched the other person's eyes all the time.

But just when he was about to ask more questions, one of his men ran in again muttering.

"What's wrong?" Jonathan asked.

"There's trouble again!" The demon searcher spread his hands, "Someone at the Xiongdu Bridge suspects a magician."

"Xiongdu Bridge?"

"Yes, there is an outsider who has 'occupied' that bridge and is clamoring to compete with others every day."

"What does this have to do with magicians? Isn't this the patrol's business?"

"But he is too strong." The demon searcher said in an exaggerated tone, "He defeated more than a dozen knights in a row, and they didn't even touch the corners of his clothes! So some people suspect that he actually used magic."

"That's right..." Jonathan nodded, "Then have you collected the information about that person?"

"Of course." The demon searcher took out a piece of parchment from his arms, and then slowly read:

"The man was only 1.6 meters tall. He was wearing a thick and long coat, and his whole body was hidden in the shadows... He also had a hood and a strange mask. It was purple."

"His weapon is... a stick? Some people say it's a street lamp or something. Anyway, it looks strange - it can even be said to be outrageous, isn't it?"

"He often snorts after defeating an opponent, and then murmurs in a mocking voice, 'No one can beat him'... Really, it's so arrogant."

"Finally, he claimed..."

"Jax."