Duncan said indignantly:

"In the next school year, which starts soon, the Joker won't leave until he has been a student at the academy for another year! His reason was that he wanted to participate in the House Star Tournament. And I'm interested in winning the championship! ”

"What? 004 also wants to participate? Weird. Subway rubbed his chin.

"That's not the worst of it, do you know who the two teammates he is looking for are?" Duncan crossed his hands and puffed out.

"Who?" Russell asked.

"Bluebeard and Greenbeard are brothers!" Duncan said angrily, "Russell, I told you before, although the two of them did not study at the academy, the academy granted them the status of honorary graduates. I also went out of my way to check the rules, and there really is no prohibition on honors graduates from competing as teammates of fourth-year students! ”

"How? Do you think it's too much? The Supreme Council has just finished working with us, and we want to come to the academy competition! Duncan was very upset and asked a few people at the table.

"But Mr. Headmaster, you're going to compete too, aren't you? I think that's weird. Russell wanted to say this, but took it back.

"All in all, the clown team must not be allowed to win the championship! The prize is the champion team, and I have the right to do one thing! Duncan slammed the table with his small hand and looked at Russell, Subway, and Clara across from him:

"Clara, you have just been suddenly promoted to the fourth grade of the half-step, and you are going to apply for a student loan to skip the fourth grade, and you will bring your two friends to participate in the competition, right?"

Clara nodded at the tentacle at the top, "Yes, Mr. Headmaster." ”

"Then you have to behave well!" Mr. Principal encouraged the students who were about to participate in the competition.

"Then Mr. Headmaster, who are you going to team up with for the House Star Tournament?" Russell asked weakly.

That sounds weird...... He whispered.

The two teachers next to them, who were reluctant to speak, heard that Mr. Principal was also going to participate in the Academy Star Competition, and the corners of their mouths twitched violently, and they didn't know how to express their position.

"I'll find my teammates myself, don't worry about you." Duncan waved his hand.

Seeing the things in front of him, after talking about it, Russell moved on to the next topic:

"The next question is the cultists of the Old Dominators lurking within the Academy.

"Clara suddenly advanced just now because she felt the power of faith surging towards her!"

Duncan looked at Clara:

"Can you feel where the power of faith that is pouring into you is coming from? This may be the position of the cultists within the Academy. ”

Clara shook the top tentacle:

"I can't feel the exact direction."

But she immediately added:

"But when I received the power of faith just now, I could vaguely see a little bit of a picture, which may help you locate those cultists...... Well, even though I call them cultists, they don't seem to be the big bad guys, and if you catch them, you'd better be nice to them. ”

As she spoke, Clara shook the colored crystal in her hand and used her illusion to project a few blurry images she saw while receiving the power of faith.

Duncan and the two teachers looked at one blur after another, their faces solemn.

"So those cultists are hiding here." Duncan, who recognized one of the images, nodded slightly, immediately jumped up from the couch, and walked to the door of the principal's office:

"We're going there now!"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Headmaster, I have a question." One of the teachers, who had been silent since the beginning, raised his hand:

"Now that the school has discovered the location of the cultists of the Old Days Order, do you need to notify Greenbeard and his dozen or so elite investigators from the World Occult Council?"

The headmaster suddenly stood still, embarrassed.

Nominally, the team of investigators of the World Occult Council came mainly to investigate the infiltration of the cultists of the Old Days, and the school has relevant clues and is obliged to inform them.

But now at this juncture, the relationship between the two sides is very awkward.

"Actually, I think Clara's fans are much cuter than the Supreme Council." Russell commented according to his likes and dislikes.

Duncan spun around in place for a few moments, and after thinking for a while, finally decided:

"We will conduct a preliminary investigation, and then we will decide whether to notify them and what information to disclose based on the situation!"

Drip drip drip.

The phone on Duncan's desk rang.

"It's Greenbeard's call."

Duncan, who had seen the future fragment with extrasensory perception in advance, changed slightly, picked up the phone, and communicated with the captain of the Ombudsman appointed for the World Occult Council.

"What? Are you coming to the principal's office? Want to hear from Clara? Wait, wait, why do you suspect that Clara-san has a connection to the Old Order? Oh, and your brother Bluebeard told you what he saw and heard in the halls of the institute? ”

Duncan hung up the phone and spread his hands:

"No way, let's leak the news to them. Greenbeard immediately came over with the Ombudsman.

"Oh, yes, I'm going to get old quickly."

……

In the residential area of the Higher Academy, many villas and gardens are vacant, because the number of students in the Higher Institute is not fixed, and a small share must always be reserved.

Greenbeard walked with a dozen men and women in suits and leather shoes, along with Duncan, who had temporarily reverted back to the appearance of a gray-haired old man, plus Russell and Subway, to a villa on the edge of the lodging area.

Most of the other investigators stayed in the garden outside the villa, and Greenbeard, with a few of his most trusted members, followed the old headmaster Russell and Subway into the villa.

"According to the information provided by Clara, the cultists of the old order should have prayed to Clara here.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Old Christians may have used this vacant villa as a temporary base from which to meet. They usually disguise themselves as students or faculty members, and basically stay in the primary college, and then come to the higher school when they need to, after all, the high school is closer to Clara. ”

Duncan speculated.

Since the academy entered a state of alert, and both the higher and primary courtyards were surrounded by protective barriers, the academy had specially created a large space tunnel to connect the two courtyards. Any student can enter the space tunnel and quickly reach the other side.

This is also to encourage more exchanges between the two houses, so that the students of the junior college can learn from the super geniuses who stand at the peak of the entire transcendent world.

Considering that the primary school is much larger than the higher school, it may take less time for students who normally move around the space tunnel to go to the higher school than to go to the cafeteria or school building.

During this time, the High Court and the Primary Court often visited each other, and this mechanism may have been used by cultists.

"In that case, let's get them out quickly, Mr. Headmaster." Greenbeard next to him urged.

The old headmaster whispered a few incantations, and there was a little starlight in his old but still bright eyes.

Spells of the astrological and numerology system, scene backtracking!

In the originally empty living room, one rather blurry picture after another emerged, and one figure after another flashed by, like a fast-moving movie, accompanied by many fragmentary fuzzy sounds.

This is a recreation of a scene clip from the past period!

"Something has arrived!" A cloaked girl had uncontrollable ecstasy in her eyes, looking at something that was not shown in the picture in her hand.

"Praise our God!" Several hazy figures knelt down in front of what appeared to be a statue or altar outside the frame, and made repeated bowing movements.

"Come on, I'll be able to draw the image of God today." At the table, a phantom was drawing on the paper on the table, his face full of frenzy.

"Our beliefs may not be understood by outsiders, but we still have each other!" Two vague voices hugged tightly.

"For our faith!" A phantom of a boy suspected of being a cultist touched his chest with his hand and made strange gestures.

"We're here again at 3 a.m. on July 13." An apparition stood in the middle of the living room, announcing in a loud voice.

In addition to this, there are many apparitions holding vague objects that resemble idols in their hands, holding objects that resemble idols high above their heads.

There are also apparitions with vague paintings pasted on the walls, presumably paintings of religious significance. I can't see it now, I think it was taken away by the cultists at the end of the party.

Many of the phantoms are dressed very strangely, although they can't see clearly because of the blurry picture quality, but their clothes are obviously abnormally rich, and many of them cover their faces with masks and the like.

Other apparitions are being distributed to other apparitions, which appear to be items of the emblem.

After watching these re-enactments, Greenbeard was excited:

"It looks like a cultist, yes. It just so happens that they will meet again in a few days! ”

Altars, idols, religious paintings, prayers and worship, fanatical gestures and movements, masks of coats of arms, what is this not a cult?

As he spoke, Greenbeard turned to the gray-haired but energetic old headmaster:

"Mr. Principal, please cooperate with us and arrest the cultists together on the 13th!"

The old headmaster waved his hand impatiently:

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you."

Russell and Subway, who were following without speaking, glanced at each other and narrowed their eyes at the same time.

"Speaking of which, Russell, I don't think the one who meets those characteristics just now is necessarily a cultist." Subway thought with his chin rubbed.

"I feel that way, too." Russell shrugged his shoulders as well.

"By the way, Mr. Headmaster, isn't your level of backtracking projection not good? Why is the picture quality of the projection so blurry? Subway looked back at the old headmaster.

The old headmaster snorted angrily and glared at Subway:

"That's because they party at night and don't turn on the lights!"

……

July 13th.

Approaching 3 o'clock in the morning, some students from the primary college came out of the dormitory one after another, sneakily, quietly through the space tunnel leading to the higher college, and arrived at the higher college.

Most of these secretive personnel were dressed in fancy costumes and made their way through the darkness to the vacant villa that had been inspected by Mr. Headmaster.

In the dark corner of the night, Greenbeard and the old headmaster had already lurked with their own people.

It was as if they had completely melted into the shadows, undetectable, as they watched one suspected cultist member after another enter the vacant villa.

When no one came over, a smile appeared on Greenbeard's face, and he beckoned to his subordinates:

"Let's start arresting!"

Greenbeard and his subordinates teamed up to set up a ban on the surrounding area and prevent teleportation from leaving, and then quietly approached the villa.

On the other side, the old headmaster looked at Russell and Subway behind him: "Let's wait for the investigators of the World Occult Council to go in first." ”

"So why the hell are we going to be involved in this kind of thing? It's not our job to hunt down cultists, is it? There was also no promise of a mission reward for us. Russell wondered.

"Well, I'm asking for a lot of fun. By the way, I called you along. Subway explains.

Bang dang!

The door to the villa was violently kicked open.

Harsh flashlights and lighting spells illuminate the living room.

"All the cultists inside are not allowed to move!"

Greenbeard, holding a flashlight, shouted.

The next moment, Greenbeard's eyes froze.

I saw a large group of strangely dressed teenagers and girls in the living room of the villa.

Some of them were dressed in coswear and wore colorful wigs; Some play with the drop cards and badges in their hands, and the patterns on the stands and badges seem to be anime two-dimensional villains; Some people still hold glow sticks in their hands; Anime figurines are placed on the table and floor.

There are many posters in the living room, and the characters on each poster are different, but they are all cute characters in the two-dimensional painting style.

"Huh?"

Greenbeard was stunned for a moment, and the scene in front of him was greatly beyond his expectations!

Seeing a large group of people in suits and leather shoes breaking into the house, young people and girls threw surprised and puzzled glances at the door.

"Excuse me, uncles and aunts, do you have anything to do?"

One of the teenage girls asked, raising her hand.

Greenbeard rubbed his eyes, and after repeatedly confirming that he was not mistaken, he frowned and asked:

"Who are you? What do you want to do here? ”

The large group of teenagers and girls looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

After a few seconds, a boy replied:

"We're part of an anime club at the academy."

Another girl added:

"Yes, yes, we heard that there is a vacant villa in the high school, so we used it to party."

There is also a tall boy who sincerely apologizes:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't declare in advance the vacant villa in the Higher Academy, it's our fault!"

The corners of Greenbeard's mouth twitched wildly, almost cramping his face.

The expressions of the investigators he brought with him were also very exciting.

"What the hell is going on?" Greenbeard was so angry that he suddenly remembered something, and grabbed the shirt of the tall boy:

"Don't pretend, I've seen you behave erways at previous gatherings - like saying 'something has arrived' with a fanatical expression!"

A girl who participated in the party next to her moved out a cardboard box:

"This should mean that the grain I bought has arrived. Uh, I mean, my custom badges, stands, cards, stuff like that. ”

As she spoke, the girl opened the cardboard box, which looked like the various anime-style badges, stands, and cards in the cardboard box of Greenbeard's accident.

"But didn't you say, 'Praise our God'? They also worship the idols. Greenbeard didn't believe he was wrong, and chased after him.

Another boy had a crimson on his face and rubbed his hands a little shyly:

"Well, this may not be very easy to explain, my deep two-dimensional, sometimes pushes me to worship as a god. The idols you're talking about should be those figurines on the table, right? ”

What am I pushing? What is ACG? What is a figurine? Greenbeard wanted to ask, but he vaguely understood what the other party meant.

Greenbeard was still a little unconvinced, and suddenly snatched a girl's phone to check what was being edited.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, those things must not be seen!" The girl yelled at Greenbeard and was about to snatch the phone from Greenbeard's hand.

Greenbeard is a half-step fourth-year powerhouse, and he reacts extremely quickly, and dodges the girl who pounces on him with a light dodge.

Hum! Is there really something wrong with this group of people? Seeing the girl's abnormal behavior, Greenbeard smiled in his heart, and ordered a few of his subordinates to stop the impulsive cultist and quickly scan the half-edited text on his phone.

Looking at it, the smile on Greenbeard's face froze again.

It's over, it's over, all the drawings of my dream girl's text and covenant have been seen! The girl who had just been robbed of her mobile phone wanted to cry without tears.

After making sure that he couldn't understand the horror content on his phone, but it didn't seem to have anything to do with the cult, Greenbeard, who was greatly stimulated, threw the phone back to the girl just now.

"Mr. Captain, do we need to check the contents of their laptops?" Several investigators took the laptops that had been on the floor and on the desktop and asked Greenbeard for instructions.

"Check it out." Greenbeard explained.

"Don't, don't!" The living room was filled with mournful screams.

Several teenagers and girls washed their faces with tears, hugged each other tightly, or pounded the floor in the corner.

The investigators read out the contents of the documents as they looked at the documents that were being opened or half-edited, and the more they read them, the more strange the expressions on their faces.

After reciting the four fandoms, amid the cries of a crowd of teenagers and girls, a large number of screams similar to "how can such a public execution", amid the gloating laughter of more teenagers and girls, and amid the trembling "forget it or don't read it" command of the chief greenbeard, the investigators handed back their laptops to the members of the anime club who participated in the party.

The faces of the investigators were also very blue, but they tried to maintain their expressions out of professional needs, thinking that they should ask their superiors for a salary increase or moral compensation when they returned, but there were also a few investigators who looked particularly excited, and their eyes were full of smiles.

"Mr. Captain, we may indeed be mistaken. They're really just a bunch of two-dimensional. An investigator said to Greenbeard.

Greenbeard beckoned:

"Okay, okay, this time we made a mistake, let's withdraw."

Greenbeard left the villa with his subordinates, and as he walked, he called the walkie-talkie to inform his partners and the principal and others outside:

"Mistaken, mistaken, just a bunch of two-dimensional."

There was a brief silence in the room.

After a long time, after confirming that the footsteps were completely away and that there seemed to be no one monitoring near the villa, cheers erupted in the living room.

"It's great that those idiots from the World Occult Council didn't even realize that we were Old Day Cultists who believed in Miss Clara!"

(End of chapter)