I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

"...So all I can do is wait for wave after wave of assassins to come and kill me?"

Li Cheng covered his head; he was feeling a bit overwhelmed.

The thought that his future life might be constantly threatened by assassins, with poison hidden in his morning bread, deliverymen carrying explosives, and at least a reinforced company of snipers aiming at every window of his house...

"No, don't worry. Assassins aren't stupid. With your current strength, at most two or three assassins will come to test you and determine your strength level. After that, basically no one will bother you anymore."

At this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya suddenly spoke up, interrupting Li Cheng's delusions.

"Oh, is that so?"

Li Cheng looked up in surprise.

"A top-tier A-level martial artist, who is employed by a legitimate organization and has a certain background, is a level of assassination that any killer with a brain wouldn't attempt."

Kiritsugu Emiya said with certainty, and then carefully explained it to Li Cheng, who was still somewhat puzzled.

"Assassins kill targets for profit and survival, not for high difficulty. The more dangerous the target, the greater the incentive required to motivate a powerful assassin. And a three million bounty is far too little for a target like you."

"Three million is still not a lot?!"

This time, it was Rin who was shocked.

Could this girl be planning to betray her teammates and use my head to make money?

Seeing the genuine shock on Rin's face, Li Cheng momentarily suspected that the other party intended to kill him.

"Three million is indeed quite a small amount."

Kiritsugu Emiya didn't immediately understand why Rin was shocked, and subconsciously added a comment, causing Rin's entire body to tremble.

"Kiritsugu, Rin recently went bankrupt after investing in a gemstone asset, so it's best not to bring up money in front of her lately."

Finally, Wuming leaned close to Kiritsugu Emiya's ear and whispered an explanation, which finally made the old man understand Rin's unusual reaction. After thinking for a moment, he patted Wuming on the shoulder and looked at him with a very serious expression, instructing him:

"The Tohsaka family really doesn't have much of a sense of financial management, but that's a common problem among traditional magicians. Wuming, after you marry her and live with her, it's definitely safer for you to be in charge of the family finances. You can't compromise on that easily."

Hey Dad, can we please not discuss this kind of topic in front of the people involved?

As a B-rank superhuman with some abilities, Kiritsugu Emiya's voice, though already quite soft, was still clearly heard by Rin on the other side, her face darkening. If it weren't for the fact that Kiritsugu Emiya was both her superior and her elder, she might have charged at him and fought him to the death.

However, after this little bit of commotion, the topic naturally drifted away from the matter of Li Cheng being wanted, or rather, it was something that the people present didn't really consider important.

Construction of Academy City is proceeding steadily. High-rise buildings are being built at an unimaginable speed. As long as the planning is done in advance, neighborhoods, colleges, dormitories, commercial streets, etc., can be built at a speed more than a hundred times faster than normal construction using the display device.

In just two or three days, large areas of what was once a barren land have been covered by the city, and more land around the city is being built up.

The sixth group, who were originally responsible for Aleister's security, also entered a relatively relaxed period.

To better control the progress of the project, Aleister himself stayed near the construction site and did not return to the hotel. The only Transcendent in the area, Oda Nobueshi, also stayed nearby. With this absolute security guarantee, any acts of sabotage or assassination would be meaningless. Those with hostility would be identified by the Transcendent's senses before they even got close to the construction site, and would then be quickly tracked down and captured by the action team.

"Since the official start of construction, four days have passed. During this period, a total of seventeen people attempted to infiltrate the construction site on seven separate occasions to carry out sabotage activities, but all of them were identified and captured. Thirteen of them were killed in fierce resistance. As for the remaining four, after interrogation, they have been identified as members of an extremist organization called the 'Secret Magic Society.' However, according to my investigation, this magic organization is likely fake, and the magicians sent out are just henchmen who have undergone intensive brainwashing."

In a hastily prepared storage room in the hotel's basement, Kiritsugu Emiya solemnly handed his summary report to Akira Akai.

"Indeed, the magicians who have been captured are far too weak in terms of both their own abilities and their methods. Those old families who really want to stop this plan will not be so easy to deal with. These people were probably just sent out to test the waters."

Having only glanced at the report and already having a general understanding of the situation, Akai Akira nodded and analyzed in a calm voice.

To test the extent to which the long-hidden transcendent has intervened in the matter, and to probe the capabilities and resolve of the Japanese government and the action group themselves, this can be seen, in a sense, as a ceremonial reminder, letting them know that the other side is about to take action.

"With a transcendent being already involved in protecting them, why do those old fogies still want to interfere?"

This time, it was another team leader who spoke up to question the situation. He was a tall, thin, young man who had always admired the existence of the Beyonder. In fact, he initially thought that after the Beyonder appeared, everything would end peacefully. He did not expect that the magicians who had infiltrated would be captured one after another, and that all the teams involved in the operation would eventually be gathered together for a meeting.

"Lord Oda is indeed powerful, but he cannot truly intervene completely. His actions must be restricted by the 'Transcendent Law'."

The legislation enacted after that war not only blocked the path that all practitioners aspired to transcend afterward, but also imposed certain restrictions on those who had already transcended.

One cannot take the initiative to attack ordinary people, nor can one arbitrarily intervene in the struggles between various forces. Although these are all things that the transcendents decide whether to abide by, there will still be a price to pay if one violates them. After all, there are other transcendents watching this contract.

"Given Lord Oda's status as the Neon Guardian, he can protect the Academy City under construction from destruction, but he cannot directly attack the magicians who have infiltrated the city. If he were to take action 'personally,' it would create a very unfavorable situation in terms of public opinion. The true elites of those ancient families, and those transcendent beings who currently seem to be detached from the matter, would probably not let this opportunity pass by to seek their own interests."

In a dark basement room, Akira Akai was giving a serious explanation to several action teams.

"Now that they've made their initial probes, they probably realize that attacking the construction site directly and assassinating Mr. Aleister are both unfeasible plans. So, in order to stop the project from being completed, they'll likely start looking for other ways to disrupt the progress. In other words, now is probably when the real trouble begins."

"Stay vigilant, everyone. This operation will last no more than a month. If we can survive this month, it will depend on everyone's efforts!"

……

As night fell in the hotel, Kiritsugu Emiya, having finished his meeting, returned to the sixth team's lounge and immediately saw Li Cheng slumped on the sofa looking utterly exhausted, and Wuming cleaning up broken glass not far away.

"Sniping?"

Kiritsugu Emiya asked casually, then walked over to the sofa and sat down. Wuming had already placed a cup of hot tea there, keeping it warm with magic, and the taste was just right when he drank it.

"Ten minutes ago, Senior Li Cheng was passing by the window when he was hit in the head by an armor-piercing bullet."

Wuming answered while sweeping the broken glass together, his expression completely unconcerned.

"I must say that Senior Li Cheng's reaction speed is extraordinary. He was able to create an energy shield in an instant and crush the high-powered bullet that was fired from a thousand meters away with his bare hands. If I were to do this, it would be very difficult."

"For someone who has been attacked, this is by no means a happy thing."

Li Cheng spoke in a somber tone, gently covering his palm, which was red and swollen from handling the bullet.

"This is the third attack already. Poisoning, explosives, now a sniper attack, what will it be next? Emiya, didn't you say that no one would try it after at most two times? This is already the third time."

"After all, you've only just made it onto the list, so it's understandable that some skeptical people will try it. You'll probably feel much better in a couple of days. Besides, this sniping attempt didn't really hurt you either, did it?"

It won't hurt me, but it would be quite a shock!

Li Cheng pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and then said nothing more. While the sudden attacks were annoying, none of them had ever truly threatened him. Meanwhile, Kurogiri Miki had been trying to investigate the identity of the person who issued the bounty, and it was said that they might have some leads recently. In order to find the person who had caused Li Cheng trouble, for now, they could only leave the bounty notice up.

But come to think of it, I don't think I've really offended anyone to the point that I need to resort to assassination with a bounty.

Li Cheng began to think again.

In past battles, although he had indeed faced all sorts of enemies, after reviewing all the opponents he had fought against, he still couldn't find anyone who would do such a thing. Some were capable of doing it but had no reason to, while others had a reason to do it, but had already been killed by Li Cheng or Li Cheng's teammates before that.

Such behavior makes me feel that the other person doesn't genuinely want to kill me in this way, but just wants to disgust me.

If I remember correctly, the bounty posted on the dark web must first be paid to the dark web platform along with the operation fees. Then, after the assassin completes the mission, he receives the bounty directly from the dark web platform. This money is not refunded to the person who posted the bounty, regardless of whether the assassination mission is successfully completed.

So, you're saying that throwing three million US dollars was just to annoy me?

Considering that this possibility might be too stimulating for Rin Tohsaka, Li Cheng decided not to bring it up directly in the lounge.

[Actually, you could have used your realm power to create a clone of yourself and used it as your corpse to collect the bounty.]

Zi, who was resting in her room, suggested this to Li Cheng through the contract.

[That seems like a good idea. Since that guy's spending money made me unhappy, it wouldn't be bad to find a way to get his money back. At least it could make up for some of the emotional damage.]

Perhaps because he had nothing better to do, Li Chengzhen seriously began to consider the feasibility of this plan. However, before he could think for long, an alarm quickly brought his thoughts back to reality.

What's the situation now?

Li Cheng leaped up from the sofa. At the same time, Kiritsugu Emiya picked up the alarm, glanced at it briefly, and read it aloud:

"Three minutes ago, B104, a passenger plane flying from the Free Alliance South Port to Tokyo Airport, was hijacked. The hijackers claim to be from an organization called the 'Glorious Magic Society.' They are now threatening the lives of everyone on board, demanding that the construction of Academy City be halted."

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This chapter is 4k words long, and I still owe 42k words. I probably won't have the energy to add more today.

Ah, it's almost Chinese New Year, and I suddenly feel like slacking off.

Chapter 7, Section 328: Hijacking and Explosion

Tens of thousands of meters above the ground, a huge passenger plane is flying steadily through the clouds.

Inside the plane, amidst the shivering passengers huddled in their seats, several men dressed in magician's robes stood guard in the aisle between the cabin and the cockpit, their expressions tense as they watched the passengers inside.

Inside the cockpit, a relatively well-dressed man released his still-sparkling fingers, letting the charred corpse before him slide to the floor. A servant immediately offered him a tissue, which the man took, casually wiped his hands, and then turned to the third living person in the plane—the captain.

“I dislike crowded environments, especially places where lowly people with no noble blood gather, so I will kill him. Now, do you want to be the next one?”

This guy is a complete madman.

The captain was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man who originally thought that as a pilot, he would never easily encounter danger. However, just a minute ago, the leader of the hijacking team suddenly turned on him and burned his co-pilot to death without warning.

"Please, please don't kill me. If I die, no one will be able to fly this plane."

Seeing the undisguised disgust and murderous intent in the young man's eyes, the captain raised his hands and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

"Interesting. You're actually threatening me, aren't you? Threatening that if I kill you, I won't be able to leave here safely," the man chuckled, his contempt deepening. "What a grave offense! To be a lowly commoner, devoid of any noble blood, destined to forever live at the lowest rung of society, yet now possessing such supreme honor, to be able to meet such distinguished figures from the Merovingian family. And you, you dare to threaten someone as noble and great as myself! Haha, what a serious crime! It makes me laugh."

The man chuckled softly, his right hand suddenly shooting out like lightning. Before the captain could even comprehend what was happening, he felt a burning pain spreading from his throat. Intense flames began to scorch his entire body, and with his throat gripped, he couldn't even utter a scream. Within a minute, he was reduced to a pile of charred remains.

"grown ups……"

The servant standing nearby seemed hesitant to speak.

"What, are you trying to question me?"

The man glanced sideways at the servant, who immediately cowered and knelt on the ground.

"It's nothing but a lowly machine created by fools. I am a great magician of noble blood. Dealing with such things is a piece of cake. Alright, you can leave now. Those lowly people outside are not worthy of seeing a noble as great as me."

After dismissing the servant from the cockpit, the man looked with disgust at the two charred, foul-smelling pieces of fuel in the cabin, then snapped his fingers, reducing them to ashes. Looking ahead at the gradually clearing cityscape beyond the clouds, his disgust intensified.

The noble superhumans were supposed to rule over the vulgar and lowly mortals forever, but in today's world, these originally lowly mortals are becoming more and more powerful. Faced with such an unforgivable situation, they, as ancient nobles, are unable to use absolute power to crush them. This is a fact that makes him feel terrible.

However, if this operation goes smoothly, I'll have more leverage to compete for the next clan leader's position when I return. Hmph, just killing a few lowly commoners to threaten the mortal kingdom is easy enough. I doubt those guys would dare send anyone to fight me; they know I'm a true noble descendant.

As for that… noisy iron bird that I think it's called, what does it matter if it's destroyed? As a dignified A-rank Grand Magician, he would never die on something like that. Of course, it's a different story for those servants sent by the family, but they are servants after all, so it's only natural that they would die, isn't it?

As the man pondered, he couldn't help but imagine the scene of being adored by everyone in his family after completing his mission, and the corners of his mouth curved into a more and more pleasant smile.

Just then, the man caught a glimpse of a fighter jet flashing past the window.

It was so fast! Could that be another product of some evil "technology"? It's even faster than my fastest spell! No, no, that's nothing but blasphemous filth; it's probably useless except for its speed. Besides, I have hundreds of lowly people here with me. These self-proclaimed human rights bastards wouldn't dare attack me directly.

But speaking of which, are those technological creations called missiles really that powerful?

The man, who had maintained his haughty demeanor, couldn't help but feel a little worried and afraid after recalling the descriptions in some books about external technology in his family. No, it wasn't worry or fear, but rather concern about his composure. After all, it was said that such things would cause dust to fly everywhere when they were used, and if his clothes got dirty, it would damage his aristocratic image.

The man took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but at that moment, he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation in the cargo area of ​​the plane.