Star Hunter.

Chapter 230 Nuhachi Tosen

Chapter 230 Nuhachi Tosen

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Chapter 230 Nuhachitosen

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This name is too general. There are too many schools called "Affiliated Third" whether they are secondary or higher education institutions; they are just affiliated with different schools. ... So after Peter said that he came from "Affiliated Third," everyone wondered which affiliated third school in this star system he was referring to, since no one would immediately think of the top-tier "Affiliated Third."

The students at the Third Higher School affiliated with the Royal Academy of Sciences are either top-tier nobles or geniuses. Geniuses are everywhere there, and any one of them could be fought over by other higher education schools.

Many schools vie for the second-place ranking in the Empire, but no one dares to provoke the number one; it's the undisputed leader. As for the First and Second Affiliated Higher Education Schools of the Royal Academy of Sciences, they don't participate in this ranking; they're not in the same league. Or rather, they can no longer be considered traditional higher education schools.

The rain in Valenbato came quickly and went quickly; a rainbow appeared over the artificial lake not far away.

However, no one is in the mood to see rainbows right now.

The school security guards have surrounded the area, and the school doctors are busy treating the injured. The conflict has caused considerable damage, and several people could have been in mortal danger if they hadn't received timely assistance.

The school doctors glanced at the broken razor blades and some broken metal objects on the ground, then turned back to focus on treating the injured. It was best not to get involved in this matter.

The deputy director of education wasn't entirely stupid. Upon hearing "Affiliated Third Affiliated School," he didn't say anything rash. After all, there were two decent higher education institutions in this star system that included "Affiliated Third Affiliated School," and he was even planning to send a batch of graduates there directly. He needed to first find out about this kid's background. If the kid had a good relationship with the school leaders of those two schools, he would have to consider it carefully.

However, considering the large group of students watching, the deputy director of academic affairs couldn't afford to appear weak. So, he put his hands behind his back, straightened his back, gathered his strength, nodded slightly with his chin, and said in what he thought was a very authoritative tone, "Which affiliated third grade are you from...?"

  

"What's going on?!"

Before the deputy director of teaching could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud shout. Actually, the person who interrupted the deputy director of teaching didn't have a very loud voice, but it had a certain imposing manner. Unlike the deputy director of teaching, who was all bark and no bite, this person's voice gave people a sense of awe.

The deputy director of teaching lost all his composure at once. Hearing the voice, he swallowed his words, his expression changed, and a smile was forced onto his greasy face as he looked in the direction from which the voice came.

The crowd spontaneously parted to make way for a man who walked over from a flying car that had landed not far away. He was wearing an Imperial military uniform and, judging from his shoulder insignia, was a major. He was older than Xilin and Peller, but still considered young.

Behind the major were several other people. Xilin didn't recognize them, but the other students did. From the students' hushed conversations, Xilin knew that following the major were the principal of Valenbato and several vice-principals. The fact that the principal of a secondary school was obediently following behind a major showed that this major was no ordinary person.

Several people in the crowd who had been fighting earlier quickly lowered their heads to make themselves inconspicuous upon seeing the major, but their lowering of their heads only gave them away. After a few loud thuds, several people who were not from Valenbato and were mixed in with the crowd were kicked out and returned to their original adult forms.

Just like with Xilin before, the cadets didn't see the major's movements clearly. They only heard a few thuds before they were kicked out and lay sprawled on the ground.

The young major chuckled twice without saying a word, but those two chuckles alone made the men lying on the ground tremble.

The vice-principal in charge of teaching, who had previously thought himself very imposing, was now speechless and didn't dare to utter a sound. He glanced at the principal who was rushing over and quickly ran over, as if the principal was his savior.

The major was aware of the deputy director of education's actions but couldn't be bothered to pay attention. His gaze swept across the crowd, pausing briefly when he saw Xilin before moving on to the others. ...

Peter was on the other side, his umbrella closed, and the crowd blocked his view, so the major didn't see Peter at first glance.

There was no sharpness in his gaze, but the major's eyes were incredibly oppressive, like being choked and forced to the ground by a large hand. So the cadets mostly lowered their heads, avoiding direct eye contact with the major; even the guards dared not look him in the eye, except for Xilin.

After glancing briefly at the crowd, the major said, "You have three seconds!"

The major had barely finished speaking when, in less than three seconds, several other people who weren't students of Valenbato University, mixed in with the crowd, stepped forward. All the fierce fighting spirit they'd displayed earlier was gone; they stood before their fallen comrades like submissive wives. They dared not provoke this man; even their leader showed him considerable respect, let alone these lowly underlings.

"Get out of here, I'll deal with you later!"

Hearing the major's words, the group breathed a sigh of relief and dragged their companion, who was lying on the ground unable to stand, to the side. However, they dared not go far, for going far meant certain death. As they walked, they glanced at their poor companion who was being sat on by Xilin. Now, the poor companion was no longer pretending to be unconscious and was blinking at them for help.

The group of men who were originally telling each other to "get out of the way" received the man's pleading look, glanced at the major who stood there like a gun, and didn't even have the courage to open their mouths. Then the major turned his head slightly in their direction, and the men stopped paying attention to their poor comrade and ran away to "get out of the way".

The major looked at Xilin again and then walked straight toward him.

"Major Tuosen..." The principal, who had rushed over, was about to say something when Tuosen's glare silenced him. He stood there awkwardly, turning to look at the vice-principal of teaching who was running over. He had finally found a scapegoat, but he dared not speak loudly.

Butler didn't go over. Although he didn't see Tuosen's face, he knew who it was just from hearing the principal mention the name "Tuosen." Before coming to the Twenty-Three Star Region, Butler had researched some of the people in this star region. Among them was Tuosen. Nuhachi Tuosen.

Every noble family in the Lanza Empire wields its own unique influence. For example, the Szel family is renowned for its flying vehicle manufacturing, while the Nuhachi family wields significant influence in the military. Although not on par with the Emperor and the Three Kings, they are among the most powerful figures outside of them. Nuhachi has produced many famous generals, and several of the Imperial Envoys studied by students bear the surname Nuhachi.

Tuosen is almost ten years older than Biller and also graduated from the Third Affiliated High School. Tuosen's name can still be seen on some of the outstanding graduate lists of the Third Affiliated High School. It's hard for Biller not to know this once prominent figure of the Third Affiliated High School. Teachers often use Tuosen and others as examples in class.

Seeing Tuosen coming straight towards him, Xilin remained seated on the man's back, staring directly at Tuosen, showing no sign of backing down.

It wasn't that Xilin was arrogant; the moment he saw Tuosen, Xilin knew that he couldn't show weakness in front of someone like him. Showing weakness would mean total defeat, regardless of status or position, only strength mattered. Tuosen resembled Knight somewhat, so Xilin felt a sense of familiarity when facing him, just like when Knight first stood before him.

Tuo Sen looked at the young man in front of him, who was several years younger than him, but did not show any weakness. Even though he was sitting there and the young man was looking up, Tuo Sen felt that the two of them were at eye level.

Everyone has a unique aura, whether strong or weak, and as Xilin and Tuosen got closer and closer, the collision of their auras made the air around them feel thicker.

Tuosen walked straight up to Xilin without stopping or saying a word, and immediately reached out to grab the person Xilin was sitting on.

The grabbing motion wasn't fast, and everyone around could see it clearly, but what happened next was unclear to the trainees.

Xilin grabbed the outstretched wrist, flipped over, and delivered an elbow strike to Tuosen's throat, while his knee deflected the leg that was kicking at him. However, Xilin's elbow strike also failed, as it was blocked by Tuosen's palm. Although it was just a palm, it acted like an iron shield, stopping the attack and even pushing it back.

Both sides reacted incredibly quickly, with each strike faster than the last. At first, the students could still see a few shadows, but later they became blurry, and all they could hear were loud thuds. They had no idea what had happened to the two.

The exchange between the two was very brief, lasting only two seconds. In those two seconds, they exchanged dozens of blows, each strike capable of incapacitating the other with a single successful strike.

When the trainees could see clearly again, Xilin and Tuosen were both standing there, but their positions had changed. Tuosen was standing next to the person Xilin had knocked down, while Xilin was standing in the spot where Tuosen had been standing.

The trainees could only deduce the outcome of the fight from the two men's clothing, but unfortunately, they couldn't discern anything; both men looked exactly the same as before. However, many were now wary of Xilin, especially the few who had "rolled" to the side. They were now extremely grateful they hadn't attacked Xilin, or they would have been crippled. They had lost count of how many times Tuosen or his men had beaten them; otherwise, they wouldn't have acted like mice before a cat at the mere sight of him.

Tuo Sen moved his hands, which felt a little numb and hot. He hadn't expected the kid to be so strong. At the same time, Tuo Sen was also shocked by Xi Lin's strength.

Others might not know, but Tuo Sen himself knew very well. Others might be surprised that Xilin could hold his own against Tuo Sen in a single exchange, but Tuo Sen knew that he had already lost.

Without even touching the gun, he knew it was already broken inside the holster. The only thing that had caused it to fall apart was when Xilin's fist grazed his waist and brushed against his clothes; only that one opportunity allowed the kid to do something like that. Tuosen hadn't expected that the kid's failed attack wouldn't be entirely fruitless.

Tuosen's lips curled up slightly, showing no anger at losing. He kicked the person lying on the ground with his heel, which reset the person's dislocated bones. Although it still hurt a lot, the person was able to get up and walk a little. Besides, he would rather endure the pain and limp away than stay next to these two.

"Hey kid, what's your name?" Tuo Sen looked at Xi Lin, his eyes showing little emotion. Even though he admired Xi Lin, he didn't show it on his face.

"none of your business!"

These weren't Xilin's words; before Xilin could even open his mouth, Peter, who had walked over, interrupted him. Here, only this prince dared to shout so bluntly at a major, and this major was a high-ranking nobleman.

Tuosen's face stiffened slightly as he watched Peter walk towards him with a pigeon-toed gait, his eye twitching, then twitching again...

How did I end up running into this little devil?!

But it makes sense, considering that the two from Fiery Eagle have already arrived, it's not surprising that this little rascal is here too. However, encountering this little rascal is definitely not a good thing.

Tuosen knew all the notorious playboys among the nobles, and most of them were only arrogant in public, but they had to shrink back when facing their fathers. But Pierre was an exception. He was someone who wasn't even afraid of the Firehawk King. In the entire Lansa Empire, everyone knew that the prince was the most prone to making fools of himself and the most unreasonable.

Tuosen smirked. "I didn't expect Your Highness to be here."

"Your Highness... Your Highness?!"

The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded, especially the one who called himself Deputy Director, who now felt like he wanted to die. What had he just done? Pointing at the prince and lecturing him? No matter which prince it was, he was not someone he could talk to, and the three members of the royal family were notoriously bad-tempered. Oh no, he was truly to blame this time.

Chang Xiaosan and Chang Xiaosi stared, mouths agape, somewhat stunned. This was His Highness the Prince? Did a prince really have ears like that? He was just skinning frogs in the kitchen a moment ago!

The principal and the others realized, "Your Highness? Could it be the prince of the Fiery Eagle royal family? Only members of the Fiery Eagle royal family have come here."

Some trainees had thought of it, but given what had just happened, they didn't dare to say anything.

Biller ignored the reactions of the others, eyeing Tosen with suspicion, and nudged him, saying, "Aren't you all busy people in the army? Don't get involved in this. Go and do your own thing. It's none of your business." He then turned to the principal, who was standing there twirling his fingers, and added, "The school will handle it, right?"

"Of course!" the principal assured him repeatedly. Although he was also a nobleman, his family's status was nowhere near that of royalty. To be honest, Peter could remove him from office with a single word.

"No rush. I just came here to check out the Valenbato campus. I heard it's a good place to relax. How about we find somewhere to talk?"

Although the question was phrased as a question, judging from Tuosen's expression, it was a decision that had already been made.

"We have many places on campus suitable for discussing matters. I'll arrange it for you..." the principal hurriedly said.

"No need!" Peter interrupted the principal. "We should get as little involved in military matters as possible. After all, we are just ordinary students and will not be involved in military affairs during our higher education."

Upon hearing Peter say "during higher education," the deputy director of teaching, who had just caught his breath, felt a jolt of fear and thankfully fainted. If it was His Highness the Prince, then what else could this "third-year affiliated school" be?

"That's hard to say. I was involved in military missions while I was still in school," Tuosen said, waving his hand dismissively.

"You said it yourself, it was you back then, not us now. We were just bad students, we didn't care about studying, we just wanted to have fun," Peter said, acting like a spoiled brat.

"Let me tell you..."

"Don't tell us anything!" Peter grabbed Sirin and rushed outside.

"Oh, Your Highness, let's talk..."

"No talk! There's nothing to talk about! You're doomed... give up on this idea!" It was rare that Peter remembered he had caught the loophole in those words while he was running away.

Watching Peter pull Xilin away into the distance, Tuosen smiled and said, "Kid, just you wait!"

Ignoring the crowd still standing around, bewildered by their conversation, Tuo Sen walked back to the flying car and drove off.

The principals have finally regained their authority and are directing the guards and medical staff in handling matters on site.

Those who had been forgotten and "rolled away" looked at each other, and then obediently went back to Tuosen to be punished. They'd probably not only be in jail this time, but also suffer physical pain. Sigh!

Tuosen returned to the place the school had arranged for him, took out a holster, and emptied the parts out. With a few deft movements of his fingers, the parts were quickly assembled into a gun, a perfectly functional gun.

After looking at the gun, Tuosen put it in its holster and pointed it at the table, seemingly lost in thought.

The two lieutenants behind Tuo Sen exchanged a glance at their superior's smile, guessing that their boss was probably up to something again.

Peter dragged Xilin back to Chang Xiaosi's dormitory, his first words being: "Xilin, don't be misled by that guy, don't go to the army, don't join! That bastard actually wants to undermine our Firehawk Royal Family? No way! Not even a window!"

Xilin thought to himself: When did I become a member of your Firehawk Royal Family?

Although it is a hierarchical society, the major powers still value some outstanding talents, and they have done a lot of poaching and recruitment among themselves.

"Let me tell you, the army is tough and tiring, and you don't get any credit. Hmm... you probably won't even be able to find a wife. A bunch of guys crammed together, you might not see a girl for years, and you'll be whipped every day. Think about it, how great and carefree it is now. You can do whatever you want, pick up girls, and live as carefree as you want. Why go to the army and suffer for yourself..."

Pierre rattled off a long list of the army's faults, while Sirin simply nodded. He guessed that the prince had suffered similar hardships, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken so meaningfully with such vivid facial expressions.

Beside him, Nakut held up several roasted frogs, unable to get a word in edgewise.