That day, the system had finished his duties and wrote a 3000-word long report diligently before sending it back to his master in the heavens.

Methuselah, whose name was so complicated that even in the heavens, people would call him Methu, sat in front of the screen while playing with the coin in his hand. It was made out of gold as an ancient God was carved on the surface. Methuselah's attire today was different.

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He was finally wearing something presentable. His body was covered with a white-colored shirt, a belt around his waist, and breeches. He almost seemed like a pirate, and the only thing missing was a strange hat.

But he wasn't focused on his attire at this moment. His eyes squinted after reading the entire report before he leaned back on his seat. At this time, he was sitting inside a well-furnished room where several people sat in front of transparent screens while typing diligently on the keyboards made out of holograms.

After reading the report, especially about a certain black-cloaked man, Methuselah frowned and closed the report. "Was I right? Is there really another system working to destroy my plans?"

The worried master's fingers stopped tossing the coin around as he instantly stood up and paced the room anxiously. Others saw his condition and exchanged glances. "Boss, what're you worried about?"

At this place, where many of Methuselah's subordinates would work on software in different computing systems, they would usually call him boss. In contrast, the systems he created called him 'master' just like 007. He had made many such systems, but 007 was dear to him since that little chibi thing was created after his own image. Of course, if he could just forget about the mishap that no one had identified until 007 attached to Zion, everything was good about that system.

Now, when his dearest system was in a world filled with dangers, he couldn't help but be worried. He would have to make a decision! After thinking like that, he pursed his lips and glanced at the guard standing at the door. "Go to the heavenly court with my message. I'll write and give it to you."

This time, the case was serious, and he would have to inform the Emperor and bring back the system for an upgrade. He would provide 007 with the utmost security to protect his and Zion's life. He couldn't just sit back and watch the world be destroyed in front of his eyes!

And just like that, the system bid Zion goodbye for a month as soon as he got the message. At this time, they had stopped at the nearest village outside the Elf race's kingdom. Even though this village was filled with elves, it still couldn't be counted as a place inside the Elf kingdom, Viridis. If Zion knew Latin, he would have realized that this word's meaning was green. How come people of Magicae knew Latin?

But sadly, Zion still didn't know that language. It wasn't as if he was curious. When he had just joined the FBI, he wanted to learn it as soon as he got time, but he died even before he could finish filling up his bucket list.

At this time, the detective had just woken up early in the morning when someone splashed a bucket of water on his face. This was the day after they finally stopped at this place. The princess told him the news that she was ready to teach him on one condition: He wasn't allowed to showcase his skills, and even if Zion ended up fighting, he would have to disguise himself as another person, preferably as an elf if they were in the Viridis kingdom.

But if Zion wanted to become her student, there were rules, and the first is to wake up before the sun rises. The modern detective, who was accustomed to waking up at 7 am according to his biological clock, was forced to endure the harshness of Princess Lia for the first time. He had indeed told her that he couldn't wake up early, but she had reassured him that she would help jim. Still, it didn't mean that Lia had to be so cruel!

Even though it was summer, it was the middle of the night for him! Zion's schedule was a mess when he was still alive in the previous world. He would stay up late solving cases and would sleep until noon every single day. Of course, things were different if he had college. And things had become even worse when he joined the FBI. He would literally sleep only for three hours everyday, and nap all day long on the weekends.

So now when the princess woke him up at 4 am, he didn't even feel like he had had enough sleep! The moment he felt cold water being splashed on his face brutally, he felt as if he was being electrocuted! He sucked a cold breath as he jolted up from his bed and glared at the princess who had just marched into his inn. They had just paid up for this inn last night, and it was already too late. He had thought this woman would leave him alone since it was the first training day.

But who would have thought for Lia to march right inside his bedroom and dump cold water on his body?! Was that how a gentlewoman should treat a young man?!

Before his glare could even turn fierce, Lia rolled her eyes and waved her hand. "No excuses. That glare isn't going to work on me. It's time to learn something, student."

After saying that, she took the bucket and sprinted off, leaving a fuming detective behind. He inhaled and exhaled multiple times before he could calm himself. No girl had made him so angry before! He should just treat her like a temporary anchor and find a way to leave her clutches.

When he thought of how all the humans were slaves of other races, and it was even a compulsion, the feeling of helplessness bubbled up in his heart. His shoulders dropped as he pursed his lips. For now, he couldn't go anywhere else since Lia was the only person who had been giving him so much freedom. If he were to find another master, who knows what they would force him to do? Just thinking about it sent a shiver down his spine.

He took a deep breath and walked toward the bathroom to get ready. This world was strange. Even though technology collapsed, some things from the human era were still prevalent, such as washrooms and flushing systems.

Half an hour later, he found himself standing right in front of Lia in a vacant field. She had booked this earlier by paying a pocket full of gold coins. Yes, this world's financial aspect was being carried on with the help of gold coins with an ancient God's carving, and it was used in every kingdom.

So after they both stood face to face, Lia threw a wooden sword at him that he failed to catch, and it dropped on the ground.

"Here. Let's start with the basics." Then he saw Lia walking a few steps toward him before looking up at him lazily. "C'mon. Hit me."