Lu Mingfei: What? They're all real!

Based on his knowledge from his studies in Kassel, he seemed to be able to recognize it—the Philosopher's Stone…more terrifying than the most advanced neurotoxins for any creature with a high concentration of bloodline.

It was something like this... Nowhere in Tokyo or even in all of Japan had such a terrifying weapon appeared before. It was especially effective against mixed-race individuals with higher bloodlines. He thought that the demons that appeared here today might just be a trap set by the Demon Clan, just waiting for him to take the bait.

But in any case, Genjiro is now unable to react.

His momentum was unstoppable; the bullet was in his path and would inevitably hit his head, especially with a mysterious and terrifying enemy opposite him.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly understood why so many heroes sighed when facing death. For a moment, he felt a sense of resentment...

He had so many things left to do, so many people he cared about who hadn't been settled. He was worried about his subordinates who had supposedly gone to investigate because "someone of the boss seems to be inquiring about the head of the Uesugi family," and he was also worried about his sister...

But all of this is now in vain. The bullet and the enemy's attacks will not let him go; death is inevitable.

When Genjiro beheaded his younger brother, he desperately wished that he too could die in the most cruel way; he cursed himself.

However... fortunately, he died on the road to upholding justice, so at least he was still a friend of justice until his death... He silently uttered these last words.

In Genjiro's vision, the bullet was getting closer and closer, entering from the side and getting closer and closer to his eyes. The shooter was a sharpshooter, hitting him with perfect accuracy, like being slowly sliced ​​to death. He tried his best to react, but could only see his life countdown.

But suddenly, the crystal shattered in two, completely sliced ​​apart. It seemed to lose its life force and abruptly lost its speed... This technique was familiar to Genji; he had just witnessed it before—the power that severed his blade.

Is that you?

He suddenly looked at the man opposite him, and sure enough, the man's eyes were looking in that direction.

You saved me—

Genji wanted to ask that question, but he was still in the impact position. He crashed straight into the man opposite him, and the two overlapped, being launched like cannonballs.

Lu Mingfei felt like he was about to die. He now knew what it felt like to be hit by a truck. All the bones in his body felt like they were falling apart. He even had no choice but to use the "Command Life" authority, otherwise he was afraid that parts would fall off when he stood up.

But he didn't know what had just happened. At the last moment, he retained some conscience, deflecting the trial slightly... but he felt as if he had still severed something.

Lu Mingfei was even more surprised that Yuan Zhisheng didn't make a move, but instead rushed up to him as if he wanted to hug him.

Oh right... I think I heard a loud bang. Who fired the gun? Was Genji killed? That guy seems to have a dragon skeleton, how could he be so easily killed by a gun...?

While I was thinking this in a daze, a woman's voice suddenly rang out.

"I never expected it to fail." The woman's Japanese was impeccable. "What a waste of a great opportunity. I thought I could kill two people with one shot."

Lu Mingfei felt the name sounded familiar.

Yuan Zhisheng immediately got up, but couldn't find the woman anywhere. It was as if the voice came from the dark void.

The darkness and the shadows were invisible, yet extremely deadly. Genjiro's hearing was at the level of a Kamaitachi; he heard the clattering of shoes against the ground and a sharp gust of wind rushing towards him—the sound of a long sword piercing the air.

Although he could react, he couldn't determine the exact direction of the attack. He tried to dodge, but within seconds, his clothes and skin were torn open.

The reason is that he currently has no weapons, which puts him in a very passive position.

"Who are you?" He could only ask the air, trying to use this tactic to lure his opponent into speaking so he could then pinpoint her location.

"Who else could it be?" the woman sneered. "Dragon Girl, a member of the Fierce Ghosts' faction, reporting for duty!"

The voice finally allowed Genjiro to dodge an attack. He frowned and demanded, "Dragon Girl? A new executive? So the people who died here were also the work of your Oni Clan! This is outrageous!"

"Although I really wanted to take the credit, it's a pity, you lackey of the Snake Clan, open your eyes and take a good look. These are all members of the Demon Clan." The woman said viciously, "It's despicable that troublemakers appeared, otherwise I would have definitely ambushed you today, absolutely!"

“The troublemaker…” Genji’s heart pounded. He suddenly understood everything and turned to look at the person lying on the ground.

But he missed a beat, and a fierce attack followed. He heard the sound of the wind and knew that a sharp blade was aimed at his head.

"Over there—" Lu Mingfei suddenly shouted, pointing to the left front, "Over there!"

Genjiro had no other choice but to trust, so he launched an attack in exactly the indicated direction and finally encountered the opponent hiding in the darkness.

The woman's deep voice rang out, probably flying quite a distance, which gave Yuan Zhisheng some breathing space. He took a deep breath and then quickly recited the dragon script.

Words of Power: Royal Authority.

This is his authority; anyone within its range will be suppressed by gravity until their bones are crushed. Although he cannot see his opponent now, restricting the enemy's movements with this is not a problem.

Having recovered from the sudden attack, Genjiro seized the initiative on the battlefield.

"What are you ghosts trying to do?" he roared. "Why do you have to do this? The stench of blood in this place is making me want to vomit! Is this the world you want?"

"You don't need to worry about that. We will eventually achieve our goal. When that happens, you, your disgusting family, and that hateful overseas backer beside you will all be sent to hell—"

The woman passionately declared her ideals, but in the end her tone suddenly changed, becoming hurried, and her limbs struggled and moved incessantly.

Yuan Zhisheng guessed that the woman was about to be crushed by gravity. He searched in the direction the woman had flown out of his memory, and swept his leg to try to find the woman's direction.

But in Lu Mingfei's eyes, this was a completely different matter—

What dragon girl?

He only saw that the "friend" who had carried Zero away last time, whose legs were longer than his life, was now hiding in the Word Spirit·Netherworld Illumination, standing not far away, giving a passionate speech with a mocking smile on his lips, like an actor putting on a show.

Despite being influenced by royal power, she still danced with abandon.

When she noticed that Lu Mingfei was looking in that direction, her expression suddenly changed. She waved her hands and made shushing gestures, constantly giving hints, her expression so urgent that she looked like she was about to be beheaded.

What she meant was: Please, please don't say anything.

Chapter 138 It was fate that brought us together.

"Hmph! You're lucky this time, this guy saved your life. Next time I'll take your life, so wash your neck and wait."

The woman couldn't finish her prepared lines, leaving only this sentence behind. She then hurriedly fled in a panic under Lu Mingfei's gaze, making a shushing gesture to Lu Mingfei before leaving, signaling him not to say anything out of turn.

She seemed to have only jumped out to "resolve" the battle between herself and Genjiro... Lu Mingfei felt that this was the most likely reason. He couldn't think of any other reason. Genjiro might not be able to see through the Netherworld and know the details, but from his own perspective, this woman's purpose was too obvious, even a bit exaggerated, and some of her lines were too cumbersome.

She is not a good actress at all.

However, Word of Power: Illumination—

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized, "So, wasn't this the same guy who stole the Philosopher's Stone last time?!"

Now Lu Mingfei was completely convinced of her purpose.

"Feel sorry."

Genjiro, having confirmed that the unseen enemy had left, turned around and apologized to his "savior."

He released the Word of Power: Royal Authority, then collapsed as if his bones had been removed, slumping against the wall. He took deep breaths, then pulled his phone from his trench coat pocket, dialed a number, and ordered someone to come and handle the situation immediately.

Then, he turned his gaze to Lu Mingfei.

"I'm so sorry, it's my fault. I swung the knife without verifying your identity; that's a crime. Please forgive me," he said. "I haven't asked your name yet?"

He is in very bad condition. It is probably because the power of that word has put a great strain on his body. For a period of time, he may not even be able to move slightly.

However, Lu Mingfei's condition wasn't much better. He was currently suffering from the aftereffects of using "Command Life," struggling to move against the wall next to Yuan Zhisheng. This was the only relatively clean area in this alley; the rest of the area was almost covered in filth and blood.

The two men, who had just faced each other in life and death, suddenly became strangely peaceful and even leaned close together.

“You’re welcome…” Lu Mingfei said, panting. “My name is Lu Mingfei, I’m a first-year student in Kassel, and I’m here for… tourism.”

He didn't dare tell anyone his purpose directly; the reason he gave didn't sound like that of a good person... it sounded like that of a lecher...

"A first-year student?" Genji was surprised. He couldn't believe that the first-year students in the main campus were now so powerful that they were on par with him... or rather, if it weren't for that guy from the Oni Clan interfering, he might not have been able to stand until the end.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised the two remaining knife handles in his hand, and by the dim moonlight, he finally saw the broken blades.

At that moment, Genjiro's breath suddenly stopped. He was very familiar with the marks on the cross-section, which were extremely similar to a certain Word of Power he knew well... that extremely dangerous Word of Power that had even changed his sister's fate.

“Lu Jun,” he addressed the boy beside him, “you are truly…the most outstanding mixed-race person I have ever seen, exceptionally talented.”

"I already said there's no need to be polite. Although I know you Japanese people are always polite, it still makes me feel uncomfortable."

Lu Mingfei was now exhausted, and his violent heart had calmed down. He recalled the purpose of the long-legged woman and many thoughts began to run through his mind... He thought that perhaps he should try to improve his relationships with the men around him...

“It’s really true.” Genji said seriously, “I’m not exaggerating when I say that I also studied at Kassel College and never met a student like you. There are probably about fifteen members of the Oni Clan here, and a… Deadpool. They all died at your hands and were unable to cause any more harm. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you.”

"The Fierce Ghosts?" Lu Mingfei was curious about the term. "What are those things?"

But Yuan Zhisheng fell silent at this moment. "This is... a secret that is not easy to talk about. I think I can't tell you. Only Principal Angers has the authority to do so."

"That high?" Lu Mingfei became genuinely interested. "Even if I'm an S-rank, I can't listen to it?"

"S-rank?" Yuan Zhisheng's face gradually showed surprise, but also relief. He nodded, as if he was glad that not just any student in the headquarters had such strong combat power.

He then changed his tune and said a little more: "I can only tell you that they were a group of mixed-race terrorists, and that's all I can say."

This is the version of content they submitted to the main campus; there's nothing wrong with mentioning it.

"Oh……"

Lu Mingfei pondered for a moment, then dismissed the thought. He didn't care about anything else... It sounded like some kind of rampaging mixed-blood organization that the academy always sent its executive department to take down, something that had nothing to do with him...

The two men fell into an unusually orderly silence. Yuan Zhisheng laboriously pulled a pack of "Seven Stars" cigarettes from his coat pocket and handed it to Lu Mingfei, as if all men in the world made the same gesture of offering a cigarette.

"No, thank you. I don't smoke." Lu Mingfei kept his distance.

Men who are refused a cigarette always use the exact same phrase to praise you: "Well, it's a good thing you don't smoke."

Yuan Zhisheng lit one himself, put it in his mouth, and puffed out smoke, gradually calming down. The two men leaned against each other, like close friends who had known each other for many years—they had already exchanged cigarettes, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that.

Of course, to be more precise, Genjiro did acknowledge that Lu Mingfei was his savior. Although he probably wouldn't be harmed by the lurking demons based on his own strength, the "Philosopher's Stone" that appeared at the last moment was an unpredictable variable... Not to mention that they fought together against the woman hidden in the darkness at the end, so they could definitely be considered "comrades-in-arms".

Genji acknowledged the favor, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

He had to ask some sensitive questions—

"Speaking of which, Lu-kun's Word of Power seems quite special." Genji's voice was flat, as if he were talking about something trivial, but his eyes kept glancing at the boy beside him. He chatted casually, "These two swords are also divine weapons in Japanese history. They have gone through countless battles and slain countless demons. Now they have retired in glory. It's truly remarkable."

"Hahaha……"

Lu Mingfei was afraid that Yuan Zhisheng would suddenly explode and say, "You have to pay!", so he chuckled and crawled to pick up the broken blades that were scattered not far away. He then reached out and took the hilt of the knife from Yuan Zhisheng's hand. The man who was smoking hesitated for half a second, and then did as he was told.

"Actually, my Word of Power is quite a headache..." Lu Mingfei rubbed the weapons in his hands, examining them as if studying them, trying to see if he could restore the two knives using the knowledge in his mind... He was really afraid that this man would demand compensation from him...

He then struck up a conversation with the man next to him, saying, "The academy seemed to have called it some kind of 'trial,' and they almost dissected me over this. I had over three hundred tests done, and I barely wore any clothes for those few days."

“Oh, the trial…” Genji nodded nonchalantly, then lit a cigarette, but could only inhale and not exhale, almost petrified.

It wasn't until much later, when the cigarette had burned completely and burned his fingers, that he finally snapped out of his petrified state.

He flung away the cigarette he'd barely taken a few puffs of, which the wind had completely inhaled, and suddenly shouted loudly, a stark contrast to his previous aristocratic demeanor. He even abruptly grabbed Lu Mingfei's shoulder and shook him violently:

"Trial?! You mean 'trial'! Why, why didn't those people at the academy execute you? Is your Word of Power really a trial? You're Principal Angers' illegitimate son, right? Lu Jun, that must be it, right?"

But soon, Genjiro denied this absurd claim. He shook his head violently, but became even more agitated.

“No, it definitely has nothing to do with Angers! Lu Jun, your ancestors were Japanese, right? I just heard you speak Chinese, are you Chinese? Are you mixed race? You must be!” Genji kept talking, his excitement was almost astonishing.

“Your ancestors were Japanese!” Lu Mingfei’s deep-seated passive instincts were triggered, and he retorted in this way, only to suddenly realize that he had just said a statement.

Then, he suddenly noticed that Genjiro's attitude had become much more friendly. In fact, this man, who looked like a noble young master, was now much closer to him, putting his arm around his shoulder and standing close together.

“Lu Jun, this is truly destiny. It is destiny that brought us together,” Yuan Zhisheng said.

Chapter 139 Is Lu Jun still single?

The moon peeked out from behind the clouds, illuminating Lu Mingfei's face. He looked exhausted and yawned.

From the very beginning, he had been held by Genjiro's shoulder, listening to this mad nobleman talk for a long time about "destiny".

Genji was both shocked that the Secret Party hadn't chosen to restrict such a high-risk Word of Power, and amazed that Lu Mingfei could control the Word of Power, Judgment, so skillfully. He was like a devoted fanboy, showing an expression that was completely out of character for him and looked unnatural.

He chattered on and on, asking countless questions, his words filled with admiration for Lu Mingfei and感慨 about their meeting, as if he wanted to become sworn brothers by blood.

The key to all of this stems from Lu Mingfei's use of the word "trial".

“But…but that’s not right.” Lu Mingfei pushed away the head that was leaning towards him, and asked with narrowed eyes, “The academy said that this Word of Power has never appeared in history, and most people wouldn’t even know about it…”

Yuan Zhisheng abruptly stopped, his smile freezing on his face.

"Do you have a friend who has mastered this power of words?" Lu Mingfei's eyes were sharp and discerning, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Yuan Zhisheng shrank back, his expression stiff. He realized that he had let something slip in his haste.

This guy's insight is a little too sharp...

But then, Lu Mingfei suddenly waved his hand and looked up at the sky.

“Then you’d better keep your friend away from Kassel.” He sighed, then said seriously, “Don’t let those lunatics know about this. Few of them are good people. They’re no good at messing with dragons, but they’re experts at messing with their own people. I’ve suffered a lot from that.”

Yuan Zhisheng hadn't expected Lu Mingfei to say that. He stared blankly at the boy in front of him, and in a few breaths, he felt an even greater sense of relief and joy.

“Yes, she does have it, but it’s not good…” Yuan Zhisheng said, “She… can’t quite control this power, so you’re right, we absolutely can’t let anyone else know, and especially not the academy…”

For a moment, Genji felt like he had gone crazy, that he would say something that was supposed to be top secret, and that he was acting like a stupid, naive elementary school girl!