"What does the 'divine blood' sound like it can control people's minds?"

Ange asked rhetorically.

"Do you think that addiction was made in Japan?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"All I can say is that it's possible. Moreover, the Japanese branch has become more and more uncontrolled in recent years, and I am worried that they will make another earthly kingdom of God. ”

Ange said.

"So you want me to go and knock them up?"

He understood what Ange meant.

"That's right. Mexico is too close and Japan is too far away, and in particular, the Eight Clans are likely to be of the White King's blood, making them much more dangerous than other half-breed forces. If possible, try to dig into the secrets they are hiding. ”

Ang nodded his head.

"Yes."

If the "Divine Blood" is really made by the Japanese Branch, then the Snake Qi Eight Family is a den of degenerate hybrids, and it is incumbent on them to purify the aliens.

"Moreover, there are a few of the Eight Snake Families who are very capable of fighting, and I authorize you to shoot a little heavier."

Ange said with a smile.

"Oh? How good can you fight? ”

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up.

"Do you know the Spirit of Words?"

Ange asked.

"Yes."

He nodded.

A kind of divine speed speech, the effect is to multiply one's speed, divided into one to nine levels, and the speed of each order is the power of the previous order.

"The head of the Inuyama family, his Spirit of Words can be opened to the seventh order in an instant."

Ange said mysteriously.

Seventh order, that's 128 times the normal speed.

That's a scary number, and a toddler can run faster than a motorcycle.

Although the Spirit Moment cannot change its trajectory once it is accelerated, such a speed can make up for almost all shortcomings in battle.

Lu Mingfei admitted that he was a little moved.

"I have one more condition."

He said.

"You say."

Ang nodded his head.

"If I find out the secret of the Japanese branch, you have to give me the information on the Mexican half-breed."

Lu Mingfei said.

"You still want to exterminate them?"

Ange had a headache.

"That's right."

He never liked to do things halfway, and Mexico was so close that there was no room for aliens to sleep on the side of the couch.

"Okay, I promise you. Mexico is nothing compared to the secret of the White King's bloodline. ”

Ange thought for a moment and said.

The White King, the greatest creature of the Black King, is an existence under one dragon and above ten thousand dragons.

With the supreme authority of the spirit, even the four great kings must be subordinated to it.

No half-breed can resist such a temptation, even the school board has coveted it for a long time.

It's just that Angers has not taken the lead, and the strength of the Japanese branch is really strong, so it has barely been safe for so many years.

If they can get the White King's legacy, the school board will not spare a single Mexican.

This conversation was worth the money, and Lu Mingfei was very satisfied.

"Speaking of which, you're not going to wear this, are you?"

Ange gestured to the holster on his body.

"Of course not."

Lu Mingfei shook his head decisively.

Ange breathed a sigh of relief, he had specifically checked and knew that the origin of this leather case was Japan, but it was still a little undignified to wear this dress to communicate with the academy.

"The follow-up research and development has been completed, and I will change the equipment department to a normal appearance."

Lu Mingfei said.

"How did you get on with those nerves in the Armament Department?"

Ange was curious.

He was disliked by the equipment department in every way, why was Lu Mingfei a student looked at differently by that group of neurotics?

It can't be because of his bloodline, right? Then he Ange is also S-class.

"Because I gave them conditions that they couldn't refuse."

Lu Mingfei left the principal's office without much explanation, leaving Ange there in a daze.

After a while, Ange smiled.

"Can't refuse the condition? Indeed, you also gave me conditions that I couldn't refuse. ”

The golden sunlight shone through the skylight on the old man, and the squirrels frolicked at his feet.

But there was no warmth in this scene, because Ange's eyes burned with a frenzied fire of revenge.

"What?! Brother, you are going to Japan on a business trip? ”

Fingal exclaimed.

"That's right."

Lu Mingfei pushed him away a certain distance to prevent his saliva from squirting onto his holster.

As an Aryan, his saliva is as good as his body odor.

"Take me, Captain, and I'll be your interpreter."

Fingal said excitedly.

"Sakai, test it."

Hearing the call of the regiment commander, Akina Sakai immediately trotted over and muttered something to Fingal.

"Intimate Marseille? Red bean puree intimate Marseille? ”

Fingal replied with a serious look on his face.

"Report leader, Fingal's seniors don't know Japanese at all."

The chief singer didn't give him face at all.

"Well, I really don't know Japanese. But I really want to go, so take me, Commander. ”

Fingal pleaded.

"Why do you want to go to Japan so much?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with Japan when he was rotten every day.

"That's Japan, with mixed bathing hot springs, Akihabara, custom streets, and a Japan where the human body is flourishing, what man doesn't yearn for?"

Fingal said justifiably.

"I don't yearn for it."

Lu Mingfei said indifferently.

"I'm not interested."

Chu Zihang mended the knife on the side.

"Fingal-senpai is disgusting."

Akina Sakai completed the lore.

"That's because I'm the only normal person in this community. Commander, you can take me there, I have saddled you for so long before and after the horse, there is no merit and hard work. ”

Fingal began to play the bitter card.

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"You can't say that. Well? Commander, you agreed. ”

Fingal thought he had misheard.

"That's right."

Lu Mingfei was not moved by his words, but since there was a mission to spy on the secrets of the Japanese branch this time, Fingal with a flexible mind might have an unexpected surprise.

"Yay! I'm going to pack my bags now. ”

Fingal ran to his room with a cheer.

Ever since he rented the Norton Pavilion, he had given up the kennel to live in.

"Are you really going to take him? I'm worried about something. ”

Chu Zihang said.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Lu Mingfei dispelled his concerns with a word.

If Fingal is a Tzeentchi terrorist, then Lu Mingfei is the Grey Knight Grand Mentor, and he can be suppressed at will.

"Commander, I also want to participate in this mission."

Akina Sakai was a little unhappy.

She has had several important exams recently, and she can't be separated for a while.

"It's okay, guarding the warband's headquarters is also a very important task."

Lu Mingfei comforted.

He wasn't perfunctory, and although no one should come to make trouble, if the emperor's icon was defiled, then he would really die.

As for translation? The Chinese language proficiency of the Japanese branch should be quite good.

It's really not good, you can still talk with a sword.

(End of chapter)