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Aaron and Rabbi were recalled to the Black Order by three urgent notices from Komuy.

On the train, the three of them were worried. Although it is not yet known what is going on, the demons that frequently fly in the sky often obscure the sun, casting a shadow on the hearts of the three of them.

Gunshots and explosions rang out along the way, and ordinary soldiers armed with demonic weapons in various cities were firing into the sky, and the occasional demon shot down would cause a cheer, and some civilians who had been hiding in their homes also took to the streets one after another, shouting loudly.

Strangely, these demons did not return fire, they persistently flew towards the east, and not a single cannonball was dropped.

"This is so strange," Aaron looked out the car window, he remembered an animal called a lemming, "where is the demon going with such a large-scale exposure migration?" ”

"Migration? It's better to say it's a march. ”

The rabbi had been recording wars for many years, and it seemed to him that these demons ignored any distractions, much like the hurried marches he had seen on the battlefield.

Miranda shrunk nervously in her seat, the thin windows not dampening her fear.

"Rabbi, are you saying that the Millennial Count is going to war against us?" Aaron asked.

"I hope not," the rabbi folded his hands, "there are so many demons that our little Order can't fight. But who else can the Millennium Count turn to but us? Ahh It's really serious! ”

The situation is indeed serious. When they returned to their headquarters, they saw something that confirmed this.

The once deserted headquarters is now bustling with a busy city, with exploration team members trotting to hand over tasks or delivering instructions, and a few exorcists in black uniforms in the jungle of khaki coats are also in a hurry. Everyone's faces were serious, and the usual loud laughter was gone, replaced by whispering.

"This is"

Aaron looked at one of the explorers who had just walked by, carrying a box of ammunition on his shoulder.

"It's really going to war."

The rabbi reached into his trouser pocket with one hand, clenched his weapon tightly, and muttered.

A shriveled and thin old man, with his hands in his sleeves, walked towards them with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Stupid apprentice, why did you come back!" The scholar was not polite at all, and scolded the rabbi.

"Old man panda! We rushed back overnight, and we didn't even sleep! Is this the attitude of welcoming your disciples? ”

"Hmph, you don't want an apprentice like you who doesn't do your job."

"You go to die!"

Shuwen lightly dodged the rabbi's flying leg attack, flicked his sleeves and threw him to the ground, turning to look at Aaron: "Aaron, Komui said to let you go to him as soon as you come back." ”

"Oh yes." Aaron came to his senses and burrowed into the crowd.

"Miranda, you too." The bookkeeper looked at Miranda again.

"Hey, hey! Isn't it supposed to be a task submitted together? The rabbi protested dissatisfied.

"I have something to tell you." The scholar looked at the rabbi and the knife-like look made the rabbi obediently shut up

Komui sat behind his desk, rubbing his temples wearily.

A few days ago, the Black Order quietly underwent a major reorganization -- the Central Hall stripped the Vatican of its supreme leadership, and the Black Order turned into a joint government under the control of various governments.

Like an angel who has fallen to the earth, Komui feels that the Order is no longer as pure as before, no matter what it did before, everything was to stop the Millennium Earl, but now it has some strange purposes, such as the Central Hall actually began to interfere in the distribution of exorcists in various countries, which made Komui inexplicably angry.

Komui knew what was going on, and he was actually a little happy about the Vatican's loss of power.

"If we had done this earlier, Instant Hua wouldn't have been forced away by the people of the Holy See, would we?" Komui often thinks.

But such a black order, will Li Xianhua stay? This question is always subconsciously ignored by Komui.

"Chief Komuy, are you looking for me?" Aaron's head poked out of the doorway.

"Oh, Aaron, come in." Komui smoothed his furrowed brow and said to Aaron with a smile.

"Director, what's going on?"

Aaron and Miranda sat on the sofa with teacups in their hands: "As soon as I returned to the Order, I felt that the atmosphere was tense. ”

Komui muttered for a few seconds: "War. Aaron, the war is about to begin. ”

"You mean"

"The holiness of the 'heart' has appeared, and the thousand-year-old count has gathered demons to destroy the 'heart'. Please say that he has gathered a large number of demons in Edo and intends to start a war. ”

"It was so sudden," Aaron said dumbfounded.

For a teenager who has been an official exorcist for less than a year, it is indeed a bit sudden, yesterday was calm, and today is about to face the end of the world.

There was a sudden stabbing pain in his head, and Yalian's chest was churning with a breath, and his heart was inexplicably anxious.

"What's going on?!" Aaron clutched his head.

"Aaron, what's wrong with you?" Komui asked with concern.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I didn't sleep yesterday. Chief Komuy, did you call us here for a new mission? ”

"Don't worry, you can rest for a few days first, and then talk about the mission." Komui sent a splitting Aren out of the office.

Aryan clutched his forehead and walked through the corridor with his feet in vain, as if a strong will was pounding at his brain, as if it was about to burst out, making it difficult for him to avoid even pedestrians.

"Will Senior Brother and Master be in danger?"

Returning to his room with difficulty, Aaron was lying in bed thinking about this question before he passed out

The scholar and rabbi stood on the second floor of the Order, watching the crowd of people coming and going in the hall.

"The war is about to begin." The scholar holds a cigarette in his mouth.

"Hmm." The rabbi leaned against the guardrail, not looking at the bookmaker's gaze.

"You know what I'm going to say, right? Rabbi? ”

"Hmm."

"We Are"

"Scholars, absolute neutrality, just to record the hidden history of mankind." The rabbi opened his mouth, and the words drifted softly in the wind.

The scholar gave the rabbi a deep look, and he could tell that the rabbi was a little unhappy.

"We're not going to fight this time, understand?"

"Just because we're scholars?" The rabbi said mockingly, "But we're exorcists, aren't we?" ”

"You're getting too close to them! Don't let your feelings for them affect your position! Sooner or later, these feelings will have to be abandoned. When the war is over, you'll take on a new name and go somewhere else, so don't let them influence your judgment! The scholar was full of voices.

The flame in the rabbi's eyes was extinguished, and he was occupied again by indifference: "Got it. ”

Shuwen left, and the rabbi sat on the guardrail, for some reason, he missed Li Xianhua a little, the man who left the Order in anger for a Noah, and killed for a demon.

"It's all wrong, why do you want to do it? Why, Boss"

North America.

Paul was doing his best to try to dissuade Li Xianhua: "Lord Xianhua, do you really want to do this? You also saw the demon group yesterday, something big must have happened! At this time, I think it is unwise for you to go to war with the Black Order, and this matter is not actually the responsibility of the Order, we should let go of our hatred."

"Tell Kanda about that."

Kanda on the side held the six illusions, and there was a big meaning of drawing a knife if he didn't agree.

Paul kept his mouth shut.

"Honestly, I don't think about these boring things anymore because of responsibility or whatever, right or wrong. You asked me to stop Kanda, what reason do I have to stop a man from taking back the woman he loved? I'm not a junior! ”

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"Are you ready?" Li Xianhua looked at Kanda.

"Hmm."

"Let's go, then."

"Hmm."