Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 519 Ying Luo
Dasmond was a little annoyed. He came to Marston disguised as a nobleman from the Kingdom of Charlemagne for the purpose of trading, not to really send his sister to school.

But now, has anyone come to tell him where the person he is trading with is? Where is Chu Shunhua? Shouldn't he and his army have already reached the outskirts of Marston? Where is Rundstedt? Shouldn't this king of armored knights be waiting on the World Python Train?

Rundstedt, the leader of the world-famous Seraphim Knights of the Papal States, was honored as the Knight King by the Western countries. Some people praised him by saying that punctuality is the virtue of an emperor, which means that he would never be late.

And now Dasmond has arrived on time, but where are these two great figures who are famous in the East and the West?

He originally thought that Marston must be under the shadow of war. Everyone was in a panic, as if the end was approaching.

Dasmond likes this feeling very much, because the more chaotic the place, the more opportunities he will have. As the most wanted criminal "Chameleon" in the Inquisition, the more chaotic the place, the more he likes it.

But looking at Marston now, everything is calm, the upper city is still corrupt, and the lower city is still decadent. This is not what he, a speculator, pursues at all.

The chaos in this school was somewhat beyond his expectations, but such chaos was useless to him. The guards outside the school almost scared him, thinking he was exposed.

But then he thought, if the "Chameleon" of the Satanic sect who had burned 300 Messianics to death was exposed, how could there be only so few guards?
His men quickly figured out what was happening. A mobile armor went berserk and started fighting with two other armors.

Under normal circumstances, Dasmond would definitely go and have a look. Every boy has a dream of armor, this is not just talk, he also has one. His deal this time is related to armor, once successful, he will not only gain huge wealth, but also become famous all over the world.

Unfortunately, he has been stood up by both parties to the transaction, and it is unknown whether the transaction can go on.

However, the items Dasmond brought for the transaction accidentally entered the testing site of the mobile armor and he was almost affected.

Looking sideways at the girl who looked like porcelain and was nominally his sister, Dasmond felt reluctant to part with her. This reluctance was not because he had developed unnecessary feelings for this item of trade. In fact, this witch was different from other witches. She was too weird.

Like other witches, she has a beauty and a charming figure that can attract even the ascetics who serve the Messiah. However, anyone who covets her beauty and body, whether male or female, will encounter an incomprehensible disaster.

But what's even more bizarre is that if she were simply treated as an object and her blood was used to accomplish the "miracle" of the Satanic cult, there wouldn't be any trouble.

Dasmond was not a fanatical Satanist, he liked women and money, but even he kept his distance from this witch, as if her creator was punishing her but was reluctant to destroy her.

But none of this was Dasmond's business. After this transaction, the witch would no longer be his. No matter what her next user did to her, whether or not she would be punished by her creator, it had nothing to do with him.

But now, Dasmond had to admit that their situation was very delicate. Originally, they had to think that their "sister" had applied for admission, successfully entered the academy, and then wait for the other party to the transaction to appear.

At the same time, the teachers and students of this college would become excellent captives to cover their actions and serve as bargaining chips for retreat.

Now, half of the campus was destroyed, and the principal was taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department. It was said that he agreed to some unauthorized test in the mobile armor test, which led to the current situation. It was hard to say whether he would still be the principal when he returned to the academy.

He originally gave the witch the title of Duchess, intending to enter in a very high-profile manner to attract everyone's attention. However, now, the principal was taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department, and the Dean of Academic Affairs who was in charge of managing students was taken away by the hospital. In such a large college, there was not even a person to welcome them.

Dasmond sighed. After all, he was one of the most wanted people on the Inquisition's wanted list. When did no one even care about him?
However, the moment he stepped into the restaurant, Dasmond felt the purple gaze. He was stunned for a moment. Like the witch, people with purple eyes also have a special status in the cult.

In the Western world, it is said that children with purple pupils are the children of the devil, so they are abandoned soon after birth. Some of them survived by chance, and joined the Satanic Cult with hatred for those who abandoned them and the Messiah Holy Church that declared that purple pupils are the offspring of the devil.

In the holy scriptures of the Messianic Church, Satan is the enemy of the Messiah and the leader of all demons.

Dasmond had never expected to meet a boy with purple eyes here. The most famous thing about the Royal School of Mechanical Engineering at Marston is undoubtedly its mechanics, but before it was renamed, it was a seminary. The courses of theology are still available today, and those beautiful noble girls learn to praise the glory of the Messiah here.

So a boy with purple eyes shouldn't be here.

Dasmond had only seen the rich purple in the boy's eyes in the eyes of the leader of the cult, but what frightened him even more was the slight hint of gold that appeared in his eyes, which actually made him feel uneasy.

This boy was undoubtedly dangerous. Dasmond was a little afraid and tightly grasped the girl's arm, as if he was afraid that she would get lost again in the next second. Because the boy was looking at the girl who was his trading object, and the girl was also looking at him.

Strangely enough, this girl was like a puppet, no matter how her blood was drawn, she had no reaction. But today, unexpectedly, she escaped from the heavy guards and went to the edge of the dangerous test site, which had never happened before.

Subconsciously wanting to stay away from the boy, Dasmond covered the witch's body with his coat, blocking the boy's sight, and took his men to the other side of the restaurant.

Beautiful girls always attract the attention of the opposite sex, not to mention that this girl is a witch. But the boy's eyes were not friendly, nor did he appreciate the opposite sex. He looked calm and examined her.

Dasmond didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a hint of dislike in the boy's eyes. The boy with purple eyes discriminated against witches. In Eastern terms, it was like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members no longer recognized each other.

Lu Mingfei withdrew his gaze, told Adele and the others to stay here, and he stood up and walked to the other side.

Someone in the crowd on the opposite side noticed his movements, turned around and looked at him viciously: "Boy..."

Lu Mingfei ignored him and sat down opposite the leader of the group, passing him.

Dasmond glanced at the boy who followed him and suddenly realized that his fear was correct. No matter what this guy had discovered, it would probably not be a good thing if he followed him.

"You seem to be here to make friends, but shouldn't you introduce yourself?" Dasmond asked first.

"Xizel." Lu Mingfei didn't even look at him, but turned his head to look at the girl who was as beautiful as a lotus, but as dull as a doll. But it was this beautiful and even somewhat fragile girl that made Xizel deeply afraid. So much so that the moment he approached her, the fear that overflowed from the depths of Xizel's heart almost drowned him.

Lu Mingfei asked softly: "What's her name?"

Dasmond was almost so angry that he laughed: "Sir, I have to remind you first that staring at a duchess so impolitely will bring the wrath of her brother and guards."

"So, what is the name of this Duchess?" Lu Mingfei asked calmly.

"You!" Dasmond was so angry that he laughed, but he quickly discovered something was wrong.

It was too quiet. His guards, who were supposed to surround the boy and scare him, were too quiet. He looked around and found that the guards had their backs to them, doing their duty to not let anyone disturb them... but he had never given them such an order.

Sighing, Dasmond raised his hands in surrender: "I am Dasmond, and this is my sister Yingluo. We are both from the Kingdom of Charlemagne. I wonder what is so special about me and my sister that makes you interested in us?"

Without answering, Lu Mingfei silently looked at the girl named Yingluo. This is an oriental name, and the girl's face also has some gentleness that belongs only to oriental girls. Like Xizel, she is a mixed-race of Eastern and Western descent.

"I see." He nodded in understanding and whispered, "This is the so-called witch..."

Witch, César had mentioned this title. In the Western world, women with special abilities are uniformly regarded as witches, and become wanted targets of the Messiah Church and the targets of hatred of ordinary people. This girl is very charming and special no matter how you look at it. It is no surprise that she is a witch.

Dasmond was stunned for a moment, and his hand under the table tightly grasped the pocket pistol in his sleeve. The situation was a bit strange, but he was never a person who would sit and wait for death, otherwise he would not have burned the church just to attract the mounted police to put out the fire and give himself a chance to leave calmly.

"I advise you not to act rashly." Lu Mingfei said, "I just made a big mess earlier, and now I'm having a headache. You don't want everyone to know that you're carrying a witch, do you?"

If a witch is found, she will be burned at the stake. The followers of the Messiah believe that only fire can purify their evil hearts. Those who harbor witches are considered equally guilty. No matter how arrogant Dasmond is, he will not announce that he has a witch on such an occasion.

"Sir Cesar, what do you want?" Dasmond asked helplessly.

Lu Mingfei said: "Not much. I'm just a little curious about the existence of witches."

Of course, he was more interested in this girl named Yingluo. His intuition told him that what Xizel feared was not the group of witches, but this girl. Similarly, the aura that he disliked seemed to be possessed by only this girl.

"I'm sorry, sir, she has already been reserved by someone else. The buyer is very powerful, and few people in the West can go against his wishes." Dasmond said helplessly.

Lu Mingfei became interested: "Oh? Then I'm even more curious."

"Sir, there is a saying that curiosity kills the cat." Dasmond said, "The one who wants to buy this witch is Rundstedt, and he needs her very much. If he finds out that his goods are missing, no one in the entire Marston... no, no one in the entire Western world can stop this madman."

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, but this surprise came from Xizel. Even though he closed his heart, he was still secretly paying attention to their conversation.

"Who is Rundstedt?" Lu Mingfei asked in his heart. Xizel's reaction seemed to indicate that he knew this person.

"...There is only one Rundstedt who can make the whole West fear him." Xizel's voice was a little hoarse, but he was in a spiritual state now, and his spirit seemed to have been greatly stimulated.

He continued, "He is the leader of the Papal State's Seraphic Knights. He was awarded the title of Knight King. The kings and emperors of the Western countries are afraid of the person who holds this title."

"Are you familiar with him?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously. When Xizel mentioned the name Rundstedt, it was as if he was describing his friend.

Xizel was silent for a moment, and said with nostalgia: "...He was once my friend."

"Ask Dasmond where he found this witch." He said to Lu Mingfei.

The latter chuckled: "I thought you were going to close your heart and ignore anyone. Do you know this girl?"

Xizel was silent again, and after a long while he said softly: "I don't know if it's her, but if it is, then she should be the first girl I like..."

Lu Mingfei felt a little headache. He looked at the girl named Yingluo. If she was really Xizel's first love, what about Yuan Chun? Then he decided not to think about it anymore and just do what he had to do.

He was suddenly stunned for a moment, and felt that this behavior seemed a little familiar. Thinking carefully, wasn't this what the broken plan did to him?
Lu Mingfei sighed softly, lamenting that people will indeed become the people they hate.

"...Knight King, you are indeed a great buyer." Lu Mingfei looked at Dasmond and asked, "One last question, where did you find this witch?"

"If you want to try to get another witch, I think you'd better give up," said Dasmond. "I found her in the Imperial Tombs in New Rome. I was just looking for some money, but I didn't expect to find her in the coffin."

Dasmond described the strangeness of this witch, including that when he found her, she was still alive, and her joints were broken like porcelain, but they were slowly healing over time. He found that the witch's blood could heal all injuries, and the witch herself was the biggest example.

He used his abilities to quickly accumulate considerable reputation until he set his sights on Rundstedt, perhaps the most dangerous man in the West.

In his heart, Xizel fell into self-isolation again: "So, it's really her..."

(End of this chapter)