The "important" client of the private bank of the United Bank of Switzerland came to the door the next morning, which confirmed Barbara's advertisement about their service speed. You can see at a glance that the man named "Alfonso" who came to the door has the blood of a demon, the lamp god of Aladdin's magic lamp in mythology. This creature, which is both good and evil or has no concept of good and evil, has the qualities of absolutely obeying the rules and has good magical abilities. It is always more reassuring to be a bank employee than a goblin.

I just don’t know how powerful the magical ability of a semi-demon god like Alfonso (it’s called the Lamp God without a lamp) is. He has not taken any means of transportation, so he either flew in or teleported. His straight suit, simple outfit, and kind smile make people feel that he “can give his money to this person to manage”.

"I'm dedicated to providing services to everyone," he said, "Is it that Count Dogian or Master Mike Longroar who needs to open an account?"

It was not until this time that Zhao Mai was embarrassed to find that he did not have a legal identity. Involved by the British Ministry of Magic, the identity certificate he had handled in the British military camp had expired, and his magician qualification had long been cancelled, and he became a completely black householder. In theory, he also had a Wakanda passport, but considering that the official Wakanda official had become a master, this passport was not as good as not. After all, the only person in which Dogian obtained the title of Earl in France was useful, after all, the title also included an officially recognized "gena proof of blood".

"Just open an account with your name, I won't get involved." Zhao Mai pushed the cumbersome text in front of him.

"In fact, there is another way, just to check whether you are an Earthling." Alfonso still smiled professionally and took out a disc from the briefcase he carried with him. It consisted of eight freely rotating rings, which were constructed with dots, lines and strange patterns, or spells. "It only requires any body tissue to detect. For Earthlings, we provide account opening and identification services."

"Do you discriminate against non-Earth people?" Zhao Mai asked.

"No, our bank does not have it." Alfonso said in vain. Zhao Mai will not contribute his physical tissue, nor will he let them check their origins. It is meaningless and unnecessary. So Zhao Mai pecked at the corner of Duoji'an's lips, "I've left it to you", and then went out.

On the grass on the hillside outside the door, Xiaohua was walking with Dogian, running around and having fun in the reserved grain. Chiriya held her chin and sat on the steps, looking at everything in front of her with a smile.

Before Alfonso left, Zhao Mai was also ready to stand in front of the house and stare blankly. Naturally, he couldn't make the scene too awkward, so he asked, "What are you doing here? Why don't you walk around?"

"Master...I want to accompany Mrs. Shatily, but I am clumsy and afraid of accidentally hurting the child." Cialia said: "I have packed up the kitchen and sent Mr. Tyrion snacks and coffee. He is sorting out recent newspaper news, and I can't help."

"You haven't adapted to your strength and speed yet?" Zhao Mai was a little surprised and said to her: "Come on, try hitting me with all your might, continuous."

"Master...I dare not."

"Just let you do whatever you do, you won't hurt me." With Zhao Mai's unremitting encouragement, Cialia nodded. She moved her hands and feet, took off her black round-headed leather shoes and placed them neatly aside, and then began to take off her maid's long skirt in front of Zhao Mai.

Shatili and Xiaohua appeared in front of the door with reserved grain at the right time, looking at Zhao Mai with their eyes squinted: "What are you making a bad idea?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't let her take off her clothes." Zhao Mai took out his wand and shook it at Chilia a little, turning her clothes into close-fitting fitness clothes, which can be used for running or boxing.

"I'm very skilled in changing the dress up spell." Satiri said deliberately, and then said to Shiriya: "Don't show mercy later. If he can hurt him, I'll treat you to ice cream tonight!"

"I...I work hard..." Xilia was a little uncomfortable with the outfit of the clothes on her body. She seemed a little unrestrained, and her legs seemed to be unable to walk. She stood there trembling. Zhao Mai walked directly to Xilia less than an arm's distance: "Come on, try a punch first."

"Then I'll hit..." Xiriya hummed three times in her nose to cheer herself up, and then punched Zhao Mai in the eyes.

Only a "bang" sound was heard, and the punch hit Zhao Mai's eyes firmly. Xilia hurriedly "pulled" her fist and kept apologizing. Zhao Mai blinked, pointed at her eyes and said, "Look, it's actually okay, just don't worry about hitting it."

Xiriya looked carefully and found that she was unscathed and then felt relieved. So after she said "I'm sorry, I'm here", she began to punch and kick Zhao Mai.

This time, Zhao Mai stopped waiting for her to fight, but began to dodge and parry normally. Because he occupied the absolute advantages of strength, speed, technology and endurance, he could guide him leisurely.

"No, use your strength instead of limiting yourself. You are still too nervous. What are you afraid of? Are you hurting me? How is that possible! Don't worry about straining yourself, I can treat it. You must trust your body and exert it to the extreme! Don't jump up when you can't fly, as it's easy to be predicted and controlled by others and thrown out."

At the beginning, she only had a fast punch, but it quickly developed into a dazzling fast attack. Xilia did not have any rules, but only made moves according to try to make her body more comfortable. With Zhao Mai's continuous adjustments and guidance, she became more and more confident and dared to use rotation to increase the power of the explosion.

Her speed never catches up with Zhao Mai, just because Zhao Mai's speed is too fast. For Shatili, Chiriya's movements can no longer be seen clearly, and it seems to have become a blurred shadow. If she does not rely on the protection of spells and spells, but only rely on the reaction of eyes and muscles, Shatili does not think she can block Chiriya's fist. "I didn't expect this transformation to be so powerful. I will have another one after giving birth!" She thought to herself, full of longing in her heart.

Before she knew it, Chilia's speed had been increased very high, and each punch could bring a strong sound of wind. The friction of the air had no effect on her skin, but her fitness clothes could not stand it, and many holes appeared in a while. Before Satili could speak, Zhao Mai took the initiative to stop training and repaired her clothes with a magic wand. He deliberately ignored her face that was red due to exercise and shyness, and handed over the Eight-Eye Sword.

The Eight-Eyed Sword is actually much heavier than it seems. Shatili had suffered this loss and almost broke her wrist and finally couldn't pick it up. She was about to make a sound reminder, but she found that Cialia just shook her body and held it steadily. However, her power-use skills were obviously not as good as Zhao Mai, and she could not use her supernatural power to disperse the pressure. The ever-expanding pit on the ground under her feet was proof of it.
Chapter completed!