Before leaving, an unexpected guest arrived at the Norton Pavilion.

The vice-principal, wearing a cowboy hat, joined their luncheon and snatched the 47-year-old bottle of Romanée Conti from Fingal's hand.

This was a gift from Caesar to Lu Mingfei as a return gift for him to build a weapon.

In the face of such banditry, Fingal dared not speak out, because the vice-principal was the head of the Night's Watch Forum, equivalent to his big boss.

Fingal handed the big boss a new wine glass and diligently cut the steak for him, like a trained waiter.

"I heard you're going to Japan."

After eating and drinking, the vice principal said with a three-day hiccup.

"Yes, what do you old man command? Do you want me to bring you adult magazines? ”

Fingal said enthusiastically.

As we all know, the vice-principal's greatest hobby is to stay in the school's bell tower, drink the strongest wine, read the strongest westerns, and taste the best adult magazines.

"Well, don't bring too much, just two boxes."

The vice principal hesitated and said.

"Okay."

Fingal said with an unchanged face.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lu Mingfei interrupted their gibberish.

"Give you something good."

The vice-principal fumbled in his dirty denim suit for a long time, and finally found a bottle of purple liquid.

"I heard that you got yourself a torture instrument, so I made a bottle for reference. As long as it is smeared on the weapon, the person who is hit will feel extreme pain. ”

The vice principal said happily.

Everyone in the school knew that the Vice Principal had the Spirit of Words and Commandments, which could make it impossible for the half-bloods and dragons in the range to use the Spirit of Words, which was an important line of defense for the safety of the Academy.

But few people know that Nicholas Flamel is also one of the greatest alchemists in the world today.

"Why?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

"I've been unhappy with those guys in the Japanese branch for a long time, and since I have the opportunity, of course I have to rectify them."

The vice principal said.

"I don't need to."

"Do me this favor, and I'll give this to you."

The vice-principal pulled something like a dice out of his jean.

"The dice in the alchemy realm are sealed, and you can use it by pressing 6, and the effect is that the half-bloods or dragons within the range cannot use the spirit of speech. Although the time is only 1 second, and the stronger the opponent's bloodline, the shorter the time, but it should be enough for you. ”

He watched the process of Lu Mingfei's violent beating of the whole academy, and already had a clear understanding of the latter's strength.

"Deal."

Lu Mingfei took the dice.

The word spirit is as troublesome as the psionic ability, the high mobility of the masked hybrid allowed him to escape successfully last time, and with this next time he won't be able to escape.

"Remember the video."

After giving Fingal's instructions, the vice-principal left satisfied.

After so many years, he could finally see this kind of fun, which was enough for him to enjoy for a few months.

Now that they had agreed to the vice-principal, they also applied the alchemy potion to the weapon.

Only cold weapons are painted, and hot weapons have no meaning to paint.

With their firepower configuration, those who are hit will die of bliss on the spot, and they will not feel the slightest pain at all.

When everything was ready, they got into the principal's car, a modified Gulfstream G550.

One of the world's top private jets, especially after being modified by the Armament Department, has increased in value.

According to the Ministry of Armament, even with a lock on the most advanced missiles, Sleipnir was able to easily shake off.

What? Comfort and stability, you say?

Why did the headmaster's plane need that kind of thing, and it wasn't their human light sitting on it.

As they boarded the plane, an old man was forging a knife embryo on a private estate in Tokyo.

The drizzle is like a veil, the pine wind is like a tide, and the old man in white linen clothes is like a great swordsmith in the Heian period, and like a great priest in the Asuka period.

But when he saw the young man pushing the door in, the smile on his face was just that of an ordinary old man.

"When will I learn to be so calm as you, the sword of the headquarters is going to reach my throat, and I am still in the mood to come to the mountains to fight the sword."

As he spoke, the young man crouched by the fire and watched quietly.

"It's the old man's prerogative, and you're not there yet."

Tachibana Masamune, the patriarch of the Eight Snake Clans, said with a smile.

"I feel like I'm at the right time, I want to retire now and go to the beaches of Kanagawa to sell sunscreen."

The director of the Executive Board of the Kassel Japan Branch, the head of the three source families, said indifferently.

Kanagawa, a famous holiday destination in Japan, is affected by the warm current of the Pacific Ocean, and the climate is warm and hardly frosty.

The shores of Aima Bay are dotted with beaches and ice parks, attracting a large number of tourists every year.

"Why did you think to sell this?"

Tachibana Masamune was a little surprised.

"I met a French netizen who opened a small shop on the beach that sells sunscreen. He can see hundreds of thousands of naked women in a summer, and when he meets a good figure, he will give them a tryout, and then serve them himself. How good it is to close the door and receive relief after the summer. ”

Yuan Zhisheng's expression was very yearning.

As for why not go to France, Eri is definitely more in the familiar place.

"Disgusted with violence?"

Tachibana asked softly.

"Only the mad and the weak like violence. I'm neither, I have a lot of power, and I don't know what I can do with it. ”

Genjisheng picked up the Kansai shochu next to the stove and poured it into his mouth.

This year's rainy season was so cold, cold to his bones.

He killed another ghost today, but he didn't have the pleasure of subduing demons and destroying demons.

Those who have fallen are like moths in the dark, who will rush to the slightest hope, and it doesn't matter if they burn themselves or others.

He hated such unbridled behavior, but he himself was not much better.

He is also a worm that lives in the dark, but in a colorful garment.

"Child, you are Amaterasu, the person who is destined to inherit the Eight Snake Family, you shouldn't think so much."

The old man sighed.

"Is it meant to be? Don't talk about this, what should I do about the people coming from the headquarters? ”

Yuan Zhisheng changed the subject.

"They said they would be there tonight and they didn't need us to pick them up."

Tachibana Masamune said.

"How can that be done, that's the new favorite of the headmaster, how can we not be gracious?"

Yuan Zhisheng said in a mocking tone.

Although he hated the bloody life, he was the young head of the Eight Snake Clans after all, and it was impossible not to have a little rebellion against Ange, who had been pressing on their heads for decades.

"You and Inuyama's parents will look at the arrangement, but my advice is to be as friendly as possible. After all, they came with a mission this time. ”

Tachibana Masamune said.

The Inuyama family is in charge of the entertainment industry, and they have countless handsome men and women and high-end clubs under their hands, and they are the most professional when it comes to entertaining guests.

"Do you mean the 'blood of God'?"

Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"That's right. Don't let the Academy find out about their existence, or Ange will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble and bring the Eight Snake Families back under his wing. ”

Tachibana Masamune said solemnly.

The backbone of the Eight Snake Families was broken once, and it took them decades to straighten it again, and they would never allow it to bend again.

"Don't worry, Daddy, I'll let them go back to America with their."

Gen Zhisheng showed a grim smile.

(End of chapter)