A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 64 Fireworks
The moment the gun was fired, the immobilization spell ended.

A hint of surprise flashed in He Mo's eyes. He seemed to not understand how Quinn, who was trapped by the giant snake, appeared so close to him with a gun in his hand.

His chest was suddenly pierced by a bullet, and his old body was shaken by the huge inertial kinetic energy, and his wand almost slipped out of his hand.

Quinn pulled the pistol hammer away again, pointed the muzzle at his gaunt brow, and said calmly:

"Don't move your wand. A gun is fast at seven paces away, and it's accurate and fast at seven paces away. Old Deng, we have no grudges against each other, so give me a reason."

The blood spread on He Mo's wrinkle-free white shirt and soaked his tuxedo. A shocking, wet red color gradually appeared on his chest.

He Mo frowned: "Extraordinary?"

Quinn shot through his lung, blood dripping onto the ground, but he showed no sign of pain; he was simply thinking. Without waiting for Quinn's response, he spoke up, "No, your physical fitness is the result of practice. What arcane technique did you just use?"

He didn't even know what happened?
It seems that people controlled by the immobilization spell are unconscious.

Quinn shook the gun unhappily: "Answer my question, why did you kill me?"

He Mo still ignored him.

He still held the magic wand, and the giant snake he created did not attack, but just coiled behind Quinn.

"Ding spell? Wait—"

The old dean's expression changed slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.

He moved his mouth and asked in surprise, "Did you just use the immobilization spell?"

"I'll definitely kill your mother—Old Biden, are you deaf?!"

Quinn took two or three steps forward, the muzzle of the gun pressed against He Mo's forehead. His expensive enamel glasses were broken and fell to the ground with a clatter. Quinn demanded, word by word, "Answer me, why are you trying to kill me?!"

He Mo looked at his ferocious face with a normal expression.

"Show me one more time."

The hissing sound of a snake came from behind.

"Fuck your mother—"

Quinn didn't dodge at all and pulled the trigger directly!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Snap!

He watched as He Mo's calm old face was torn to pieces by bullets, his head exploded, and even his eardrums were buzzing from the gunshots, but he did not stop.

Quinn fired bullets without reservation until the magazine was empty and the hammer could no longer be pulled.

The wand fell to the ground, and the giant snake had disappeared.

Quinn put away his pistol with a gloomy face. He knew that all arcanists had some problems. He thought that the one like Amamiya Ningning was weird enough, but he didn't expect that there would be even more serious ones.

Pure madness.

Did I kill Grindelwald's deputy dean?
Does anyone believe that it was self-defense? Quinn kicked down the headless corpse standing in front of him.

Now we have to prepare to run away.

I wonder how interesting Ankua's expression will be when he sees this body. Is Miss Demon King here? Is she here? Your assassin has done a big job. He killed Vice Dean Grindelwald in just one month after arriving. What a great record.

He looked out the window, quiet.

The fireworks ceremony seemed to be over, and the gunshots just now must have attracted attention.

I can't just wait to die here, I have to go find Ankuya——

Suddenly, Quinn heard a creepy sound coming from outside the window.

The ground was shaking as if there was an earthquake.

"What the hell is going on again? Is it never going to end?" He cursed inwardly and looked around.

The shaking became more and more violent, cracks appeared on the marble floor, and the lifeless oil paintings on the wall shook and made a "clang clang" sound, followed by the glass crashing down. The ancient Roman columns and the plaster lines on the ceiling shattered one after another, and pieces of stone chips and dust fell off. The wind rushed in from the broken glass window, making Quinn's cheek hurt.

Even standing still was becoming difficult. Wasn't this castle supposed to float in the sky? How could there be an earthquake? Did the castle fall?
He no longer cared about running and wanted to run to the window to take a look, but a black shadow swam past the window and forced him back.

It had a texture as smooth as metal—scales, huge scales, scales bigger than humans!
Quinn's face was ashen.

isn't it?
He watched as the ground began to rise, a pitch-black snake-like body like a mountain ridge swept past, the walls collapsed inwards in circles, and the entire corridor was like being thrown into a washing machine and violently stirred. The huge roar of the giant rolling over came from all directions.
Finally, the roof collapsed, and a stronger wind blew into my face, carrying a strong smell of snakes.

The snake head that covered half of the sky was spitting out its tongue, and its old and huge snake eyes looked at Quinn coldly. Its scales opened and closed, and its body stirred up a strong wind, blowing over the headless corpse on the ground.

Quinn glanced at the revolver in his hand, which had no bullets left, and then at the snake head, whose shadow cast a shadow over the entire corridor.
He smiled with relief.

The floor had long since broken into pieces, and he was probably standing on a snake—if it could still be called a snake.

"Hey, can we reconcile?" Quinn's smile was uglier than crying.

Grindelwald encountered Orochimaru by chance, but his martial spirit was as powerful as a monster and he could not defeat him no matter how hard he tried.

But before the giant snake that pierced the sky and the earth could make any move, Quinn heard a vague voice coming from behind -

"Quinn, wake up, Quinn, why are you sleeping again~"

Is it Amamiya Nene?
Quinn staggered in a daze, feeling dizzy, and then fell into soft arms.

It's a pleasant smell mixed with citrus and a hint of smoke. Maybe because it's too close, it smells especially good this time.

"Wow, there's a pervert—" Amamiya Ningning grinned and pushed Quinn away.

Quinn looked around blankly. He stood in the corridor. The ground and walls were intact. The pistol was still in his inner pocket. Amamiya Ningning was standing beside him. Fireworks were still being set off outside. Was everything that just happened a dream?

wrong--

A small black snake was coiled in the shadow right in front, with its head raised in an old-fashioned and artificial posture, exactly like He Mo!
Quinn was about to draw his gun, but Amamiya Ningning grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"What are you doing? Are you sleepy?"

Amamiya Ningning said angrily, "Dean Hemo, that's too much. He's already frightened my teaching assistant. If he resigns, where will I find a replacement?" 'Little Snake' asked slowly, "Why are you here too?"

"I can't stand being pestered any more. They don't care if I don't talk to them anyway, so I just throw a puppet to keep them busy while I sneak back to eat something—"

Amamiya Ningning smiled and grabbed Quinn's hand: "I captured him as an accomplice."

".Is it?"

"Don't tell Uncle Fofomark, or he'll start nagging us again—let's go back first~"

"and many more."

The little snake said slowly, "Every Friday, I'll have your teaching assistant teach the Demon Defense class for five minutes. Just don't curse or insult people. A teacher should have some manners."

Quinn blinked blankly. What was going on?
"Also, shave your beard. Don't be so sloppy, young man."

After saying that, the little snake swam away leisurely.

".ha?"

Quinn was even more confused. Didn't he shave before going out?

Amamiya Ningning looked at him strangely: "Did you just have a hair transplant?"

When she said that, Quinn realized the back of his neck felt a little stuffy, as if it was covered by his hair.

He hurriedly looked towards the window, and just as the fireworks had stopped, the brief darkness allowed the glass to reflect the candlelight in the corridor and Quinn's face.

His face was covered with beard, making him look like a homeless man. His hair was even more exaggerated, having grown to the position of his upper arms and was disheveled.

Quinn's eyes trembled slightly, full of astonishment.

Was it the potion? Or was it the curse Hemo had cast on me in my dream? No.
He hurriedly asked the system with his mind: "Damn it, what's the price for future reminders?"

[Querying.]

[Query completed: You paid the system 'five years of life'.]

Quinn frowned.

No wonder the system mentioned "29-year-old body" when promoting useless people.
Hiss. But...Is it acceptable?

The cost of aging is offset by the enhancement brought by extraordinary strength. Five years less of lifespan is a matter of the future, and rounded off to the nearest hundred, it has no impact at all.

But since even lifespan can be paid, if it's completely random, will I just become an old man next time or be buried on the spot?
This thing must never be used unless death is imminent, Quinn once again confirmed his idea.

"Hey, hey?" Amamiya Ningning waved her hand in front of Quinn's face. "Why are you daydreaming again?"

Quinn came to his senses and thought to himself, troubles are coming one after another. Why is this woman here?

Amamiya Ningning asked with a sly look, "Are you wondering 'Why am I here'?"

"."

"Oh? Not talking? You guessed it right~"

Quinn sighed.

"Mr. Cavendish, why don't we be honest? There's no point in testing the waters. I know you must have some purpose for hiring me. Just be direct."

"Wow, what do you mean by 'with a purpose'? You have bad intentions! I'll be sad if I hear that." She pretended to wipe away her tears. Seeing Quinn still had a sullen face, she pouted and said, "...Since you want to be honest, then answer me - why did you break into Merlin's tomb?"

"I didn't go in." Quinn replied immediately.

Amemiya Ningning leaned on the Roman column by the window, playing with her hair like a little witch.

"I was hiding in the classroom on the terrace watching the fireworks, but then I saw Ankua rushing to the auditorium alone. I thought something interesting was going on, so I secretly followed him."

"As a result, I actually met Dean Hemo's familiar. I was hiding in the auditorium waiting, wanting to see what Ankuya was going to do after shutting down the defense, but I waited for you - 'Ignore! Go!', puff." She laughed with her shoulders twitching.

Quinn's face flushed.

"I'm an arcanist. I've admired the brave Merlin since I was a child. Is it not okay for me to visit his tomb?"

"Haha, you're an arcanist?"

"I am," Quinn replied.

Amamiya Ningning approached Quinn with a smile on her face. Quinn thought she was going to do something, but she just whispered in his ear: "Actually, I was very curious the other day. Why didn't you have any mental fluctuations when you manipulated the crystal ball? So today, while you were asleep, I secretly checked the arcane circuits in your body, and was surprised to find..."

“Not a single one~”

Quinn was so tense that he almost became a scholar. He wanted to immediately cover his mouth with his fist and chuckle.

No wonder you accepted me. You are indeed a talent scout. You can tell at a glance that I am a useless person.

"Actually, I guessed it." Amamiya Ningning said softly.

"Guess, what did you guess?"

Quinn was sweating profusely.

Sister, I was wrong. Don't let all the teachers and students in the school come to play the group version——

The fireworks outside the window finally came to an end at this moment. All the freshmen completed their oaths and joined the student team, waiting for the climax with joy:
Under the starry sky, countless points of light rose into the sky, trailing smoke. From Mirror Lake, from the clouds, from Grindelwald's Sky Islands, from the spires and flags of the castles, colorful sparks dotted the world like fireflies.

Amamiya Ningning suddenly grabbed Quinn's hand, and a stream of light fell at this moment, brilliantly illuminating her flawless profile. As the fragrance approached, she pulled Quinn closer and leaned down, their bodies intertwined, cheeks almost touching, and her bright red lips opened to whisper—

Quinn had seen such scenes countless times in anime. When the biggest fireworks exploded, the heroine took the opportunity to whisper her love to the hero. Unfortunately, the hero couldn't hear anything due to the huge noise. He was like a pig and didn't understand why she was blushing.

Grindelwald's final fireworks burst into life, and the night turned into a brilliant day. Even the Milky Way was eclipsed by the dreamy light. The entire sky was as beautiful as the world's largest canvas, with countless painters painting freely with their most prized oil paints. But Quinn had no time to appreciate it, because he heard what the heroine was saying -

"You're actually a hero, right?"

(End of this chapter)