Looking at Ashura, he was in high spirits and was about to go out to organize a team.

Tang frowned slightly.

It's like when you start a company and have extremely capable employees with lots of ideas.

You can't scold or criticize him directly.

"Ashura?! Huh?"

At this moment, Tang felt the majestic momentum burning beside him.

Jasmine held Tang's arm and looked at Ashura with sharp eyes.

An invisible and powerful pressure even made the air in the room become thinner.

When all this pressure was exerted on Asura.

He was suddenly bent over by the pressure: "Hmm."

Jasmine stood up, and in the quiet room was the sound of her high boots clattering on the floor.

Vast magical energy took on a solid form and lingered around her.

It was like a blood-red fire tree rising into the sky, burning the space.

With every step forward, the pressure exerted on Asura increased.

Jasmine didn't stop in front of him until he was sweating profusely and his body was at a right angle like a bow.

"As a subordinate, you must learn to control your personality in front of your superiors. Understand?! Hmm?"

Monica, who kept swallowing her saliva, began to tremble unconsciously.

Is this still the same Jasmine with a sweet and friendly face?

They are completely different people.

Ashura felt like an ant in front of Jasmine at this moment.

"Master Jasmine, I didn't mean to contradict the young master. Please forgive me this time."

Tang was about to speak to mediate when he heard Jasmine say in her powerful, clear voice, "If you make a mistake, you must be punished!"

Ashura: "Yes, Jasmine-sama!"

At this time.

Ashura, who was ready to be punished, suddenly found that all the pressure on him disappeared.

Look up.

Jasmine had already sat back on the sofa.

"Alright~ Tang, punish him~"

"Hmm~ This is so sweet, try it~"

Tang was eating the glazed melon, with two invisible lines of tears hanging on his face.

Is this what it feels like to be fully supported by a female boss?

I finally understand why novels are written this way.

Because it’s so damn~~~cool~~~!

"Ahem, Asura, I know you are very powerful, but this operation is not as simple as you think."

"I can forgive you this time, but you must complete the task I assigned to you flawlessly in this operation."

"If you disobey orders like this again next time, you know the consequences, huh?"

Ashura knelt on one knee on the ground, one hand on his chest and the other on the hilt of the sword.

"This body and this sword are all controlled by the young master. I am the young master's sharpest blade."

......

Two days later, on a bare flat-topped mountain with distinct layers like a cake, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

The howling wind was mixed with the sound of weapons clashing.

Asura sat with a big sword on the pile of demon corpses.

He held his chin with one hand and waved a long sword casually with the other.

The higher-level demon whose wings had been cut off attacked him again and again.

"Haha~ Why would there be someone like you in the human army?!"

Ashura jumped down from the pile of corpses, holding a knife in one hand, and walked slowly towards the panting upper demon step by step.

In the eyes of the higher-level demons, a huge gate to hell seemed to condense behind Ashura.

When he came back to his senses from his fear.

He then realized that his head had rolled to the ground.

His body fell to the ground with a thud, and blood gushed out from the hole.

Ashura put away his sword magnificently, his battle robe fluttering in the wind.

He said to his men in a strong and powerful voice: "Raise the flag!"

On the front of the Sages Alliance are two jade-faced flying dragons inlaid with gold.

A dark black flag with jasmine flowers fluttering on its back floated into the sky at the urging of the Shura ghost tribe.

At the same time, this flag was raised in various places in the Nafi territory.

When the King's Knights and the Bed City Knights, who were chasing the Demon Legion, arrived under the banner.

Everyone was shocked, dumbfounded.

They received orders early in the morning that elite troops from the Sage Alliance would come to support them.

But they never expected that these rare races that transformed into human form would be so ferocious.

In less than two days, they easily solved the problem that was difficult for them to solve.

As cartloads of demon corpses were transported back to the open space outside Bed City.

The onlookers in the city focused their attention on the flags and troops of the Sage Alliance.

The dark black flags fluttered in the wind among the awe-inspiring troops.

The lady riding on the dragon horse in the lead pulled the reins and stopped in front of the crowd.

Monica nodded towards Ashura.

He raised his hand and waved without even turning his head.

The neatly-organized team stood apart horizontally.

"Residents of Bede City, we, the Sage Alliance, come for peace!"

"In the past, you viewed us with suspicion. Today is the day for you to break free from the grudges in your hearts!"

"Here, I declare that the Sage Alliance is fully open to the outside world!"

"All races, all professions, all classes, treated equally!"

"Alliance of Saints, shared opportunities, equality for all!"

After a brief silence.

The cheers that suddenly erupted from the sea of ​​people were as powerful as the aftermath of an explosion.

Seeing this, Monica secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These days she was so tired that she often saw black stars in front of her eyes.

All the hard work is for this day!

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