Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 520: Pope Assassination
"She?" Lu Mingfei was a little curious, but looking at Xizel's expression, he probably couldn't tell him who she was.

To Lu Mingfei's surprise, Xizel did not isolate herself for too long this time. She said softly: "Her name is Su Jialuo, the last princess of the Kingdom of Ceylon... She should have died four years ago."

Whether in the East or the West, the name Sugaro is no stranger to everyone.

In the West, she was a witch who brought disaster to the country. It was because of her beauty that the New Roman Emperor Justinian launched the Ceylon War, the largest war in a hundred years. The Papal States also used this incident to publicize the harm of the witch.

It is said that after Sugala's death, the grieving new Roman emperor buried her in the imperial mausoleum with the ceremony of a royal concubine, earning her a reputation for affection in the West.

In the East, Sugara was synonymous with a chaste woman who would rather die than become a slave of a conquered country. Even a villain like Yuan Cheng, the king of Zhongshan, admired her chastity.

...Of course, what he regretted more was that he had not been able to see in person this princess who was famous for her beauty in the East and the West.

Be it a bad reputation or a good one, despite the unreserved praise and smearing from both the Eastern and Western sides, even though he has been thought to be dead for four years, Sugaro's name is still remembered by the public.

Probably no one would have thought that this key figure in the reignition of the war between the East and the West would appear in a small country like Marston in this way four years after he was declared dead.

Dasmond felt something was very wrong. He was remembered by the Inquisition for his cruelty, but now he became like a good student, answering every question... No, this could not be considered answering every question, as he had almost revealed all his cards!
He realized that the boy in front of him seemed to be more dangerous than the witch, and he had chosen to target him.

Dasmond was stunned for a long time, with a ruthless look on his face: "Sir, I believe you should know that a red mercury bomb is enough to blow this school into the sky. I have buried red mercury bombs all over the area around this school. I don't know what you are doing here, but if you keep pestering me like this, we will all go to the sky together!"

The red mercury bomb really existed, and it was provided to him by another trader, Chu Shunhua. It was also the Duke of Daxia who wanted to buy what he had traded with the witch and provided him with shelter.

In the whole world, Chu Shunhua is probably the only one who can afford to buy that thing without fearing retaliation from the Papal State.

Generally speaking, Dasmond would hardly take such a step that would put him in danger. But today might really be his unlucky day, as two traders stood him up, and he and the witch were entangled by a strange boy.

He knew that the boy had abilities that were not inferior to the witch, and even better than the witch. But with such abilities, why didn't he harass the Pope or the Duke of Daxia, but targeted a small figure in the Satanic Cult?
Unexpectedly, Dasmond did not see the retreating look on the boy's face as he had hoped. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him.

Dasmond admitted that it was too early for him to say such harsh words. In panic, he grasped the device to detonate the bomb, but when it was empty, he found that the boy had taken the device away and was playing with it casually.

"Actually, if you had a little bit of conscience, I wouldn't have planned to directly spy on your mind." Lu Mingfei said softly, "Fortunately, you are a bad guy. Even if you become a mental patient... or your head explodes, I don't have to feel guilty or anything."

"Wait! If you want the witch, we can discuss it..." Dasmond wanted to say something, but after meeting the boy's gorgeous purple-gold pupils, he couldn't say anything.

He suddenly remembered that in the Satanic Cult's scriptures, the demons had golden eyes like magma. What did this purple-gold gaze represent? Was it the great demon Satan who commanded all the demons?

Dasmond felt as if his brain was pierced by countless needles. He felt as if his skull had been opened and someone was looking through his memories with a cold, devil-like gaze, not caring at all whether his spirit could withstand such a gaze.

"Lundstedt... Chu Shunhua... Seraph." Lu Mingfei exclaimed, "What an incredible plan. If it succeeds, the situation in the entire world may change because of it."

Then, he sighed again: "It's a pity that this person was stood up. It's hard to say whether their transaction can still go ahead."

"What did you see?" asked Cesar.

He knew what Lu Mingfei had done to Dasmond, which should be the ability to see into people's hearts that he had mentioned before, but he didn't know what Lu Mingfei saw.

"I saw something interesting." Lu Mingfei said, "It's a story about a knight king who intends to fight against his country for love."

"Rundstedt? What is he going to do?" César was stunned. In his impression, the boy with white hair but as thin as him was a person who carried out chivalry to the end.

Lu Mingfei said softly: "It's a bit difficult to explain the specifics, but one of their goals is to assassinate the Pope."

"Assassination...of the Pope..." César was completely stunned, as if this was even more shocking than his former friend betraying his country.

"Xizel?" Lu Mingfei called out to the stunned Xizel, and looked at the witch who still looked like a puppet, "Girl, what are you going to do?"

"...Are you going to let me handle her?" Xizel was stunned.

In Dasmond's narration, Sugaro... Yingluo was undoubtedly a real witch. Her ability to heal wounds and diseases with blood and her incredible ability to resurrect from the dead were enough to make most of the nobles hide her secretly at the risk of being discovered by the Messiah Holy Church.

Although he still didn't know what Dasmond was going to trade her for, perhaps only the rare treasures at the top of the world would be worth as much as her.

“She’s also your first…the first girl you’ve fallen in love with. It’s really rude to use words like ‘deal with’.” Lu Mingfei sighed.

Xizel asked softly: "...Don't you need to know some secret from her?"

"You can tell what that kind of thing is just by looking at it." Lu Mingfei said, his eyes turning into gorgeous purple-gold again as he looked at the witch, then he retracted his gaze and nodded in understanding, "It really is Odin..."

Yingluo was related to Odin, and the aura that he hated also came from Odin. Come to think of it, who else could be the one in the world behind the door that he disliked except Odin?
"Odin? Who is that?" Xizel asked curiously.

Lu Mingfei answered casually: "Don't worry about it, he is just an ambitious person who will eventually destroy himself."

Xizel did not ask further questions. After a long silence, he said softly: "Then let's keep it this way. Rundstedt is a very gentlemanly boy. He will treat her well..."

"I say, Xizel, such behavior will be looked down upon by others." Lu Mingfei said faintly, "Don't you know what the boy named Rundstedt needs this witch for?"

"What?" Xizel asked after a moment of surprise. He really didn't know why this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time betrayed his country and why he needed a witch.

"It's love." Lu Mingfei said softly, "He wants to use the blood of this witch to save the life of his lover."

Xizel was stunned and silent for a while before saying: "What will the witch become?"

Dasmond did not explain to them what price the "miracles" displayed by Yingluo would cost, but the witch needed her own blood to perform the "miracles", and no creature could lose too much blood.
But Dasmond didn't care. Yingluo was just an object to him. He drained her blood to save another person. Even if she died in the end, the person who created her should go after the person she saved. ... And who knows, seeing Yingluo wanting to die but unable to die, this is exactly what the being who created her wanted.

After listening to Lu Mingfei's story, Xizel was silent. After a long while, he slowly said, "Let's continue like this. I want to meet Rundstedt. There are some things that only he can answer for me."

"Are you really not planning to keep her by your side?" Lu Mingfei said.

"...No, it's better for us not to meet." Xizel said.

A chance glance at the test field before made him go crazy. He didn’t know what he would become in the future if he kept this witch by his side.

"What's more..." Xizel paused for a moment and said slowly, "It was me who broke into the Ceylon Palace and captured her father. Do you think it's appropriate for us to meet again in this situation?"

Lu Mingfei was silent. So that was what was going on. He remembered that when Xizel faced the witch, besides nostalgia, he felt more fear...

After finishing the conversation with Xizel, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes and saw Yingluo looking at him silently. Her eyes were as dim as a lamp in the mist, but he knew that the witch was looking for Xizel.

"...You are not him, but you are also a great existence." She said softly.

This was the first time Lu Mingfei heard her speak, and she sounded as ethereal as a deer in the forest. She was not hypnotized or controlled by drugs, she had her own consciousness and watched everything silently.

Lu Mingfei asked softly: "Great? Why do you say that?"

"It's my intuition." Ying Luo replied, "Compared to that other person who claims to be great, you seem to be the one who truly deserves to be great."

"The other one, Odin? What did he do to you?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Ying Luo shook her head: "It's nothing, I just didn't meet my father's requirements and was abandoned by him."

"Father?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows. "It seems that his habit of being a father started here. But he is in big trouble now, so he has no chance to trouble you."

Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No wonder I couldn't sense his will coming."

"You are free now, what are you going to do next?" Lu Mingfei said.

Dasmond was wrong about one thing. If he was really interested in the witch, he could get her by more than just trading. Facing a bad guy like Dasmond, he didn't need to have any psychological burden about it.

"Are you going to kill him?" Yingluo looked at Dasmond, who was completely stunned and rolling his eyes.

Lu Mingfei replied: "I am not interested in whether he lives or dies, that is for you to decide."

Ying Luo pleaded, "Then, can you let him live...for now?"

"Oh? Why?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Perhaps because of Odin, Yingluo was unable to resist those who treated her as an object and used her. But Odin himself was in danger now, and she was free, so she no longer had to worry about his punishment.

"Xizel, he probably wants to meet Rundstedt." Yingluo said, looking at Dasmond blankly, "Rundstedt will only come if he is alive."

"Is this also your intuition?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously. His communication with Xizel had always been in his heart. Except for him, no one knew that Xizel wanted to meet this old friend.

Ying Luo shook her head slightly: "No, I just thought that if the two 'Ceylon Destroyers' met, they would definitely have something to talk about."

It is generally recognized by the Western countries that the Knight King Rhondstedt was the one who rushed into the Ceylon Palace four years ago and captured the King of Ceylon who was about to burn the city... But in Cesare's description, it was he himself who actually rushed into the Ceylon Palace.

Lu Mingfei felt a bit of a headache. Destroying a country and killing one's father was not something that could be described with simple words.

"...Don't you plan to meet César?" He suddenly said, "Although he doesn't seem to want to see you, I still have some tricks up my sleeve."

"No, that's good. It's better if we never meet again." Lu Mingfei was not surprised by Ying Luo's refusal.

She looked at Lu Mingfei and suddenly smiled: "Please stop my 'father'. What he is doing may destroy the world ahead of time."

Lu Mingfei glanced at her silently and replied, "Whatever he originally planned to do, he no longer has the energy to carry it out."

……

Dasmond's head hit the table hard. The intense pain made him confused for a moment. Was the feeling that his brain was about to split apart caused by someone looking at his brain or by the hitting the table?

Enduring the headache, he looked around vigilantly, but there was no one else except his sister and his men.

Dasmond looked across the cafeteria warily. Those students were still eating, as if celebrating their survival from the rampage in the test field. The purple-eyed boy who had seemed strange to him before was also eating silently. No matter how he looked at him, there was nothing special about him.

The sharp pain in his brain, like a needle prick, was unbearable for Dasmond. He did not care whether he had forgotten something or not. He just felt that if he stayed here any longer, his head might explode like a ripe watermelon.

He immediately urged his men to escort his sister away.

It was not until their figures disappeared outside the door that Xizel silently withdrew his gaze. From the moment she stood up to the moment she left, the lotus-like girl never looked in this direction again.

(End of this chapter)