A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 63 Snake

"Fuck! Go, ignore it!"

In the portrait of Merlin in the auditorium, a nimble figure flipped out with a strange cry.

Quinn landed steadily and opened his horse stance. This move could be filmed in a separate video in "Northeastern Past" and would get applause even in a gymnastics competition.

He took a deep breath. In the past, he would never have been able to do such a jump and somersault, but now it was incredibly easy. His heart was not racing and he was not out of breath. His sense of balance was first-rate.

After becoming a transcendent, this body became incredibly strong.

You know, Quinn is already twenty-four years old. Long-term sitting in the office is very harmful to his body. In a few years, he will become a miserable middle-aged man whose body cracks when he bends over. Unexpectedly, after drinking a cup of magic potion, the middle-aged man suddenly turned into a sports student.

So powerful.

He has always been a rational person, but this sudden and unreasonable increase in strength still made Quinn's confidence surge - at least the uneasiness of traveling to another world was finally eliminated. Before, he didn't even dare to go out when he didn't have a gun.

But now there is a big problem -

The devil is watching over you at all times.

Fortunately, the devil should not be able to see into his heart, nor see what happened in Grindelwald, otherwise Quinn would have died long ago.

Although he may not have been working diligently for the demon clan in the past month, at least he has been advancing the mission progress well under Ankuya's planning. The Demon King should not have any major objections.

In that case, let her monitor me if she wants. Anyway, she has seen everything I should and shouldn't have seen in the past month. There's nothing I can do even if she notices it now. I can only try to pay more attention when I'm outside.

Even the mysterious woman in the tomb said that the contract could not be broken.

Either he could be promoted to Sequence One, or the Demon King would let him go. Neither of these could be achieved in the short term.

Quinn planned to pretend he didn't notice and continue doing what he had to do.

If you can't resist, then enjoy it. Ah Minos, take a bath twice a day from now on and raise the muzzle of your gun high - do you like to watch? Give me a stare, Kouya! !
Quinn decided to go back and look up the book immediately to find out the origin of the "Leticia" on the tombstone.

Now Grindelwald's library was open to him, and even if the bookstore didn't have the information, Grindelwald would definitely have information about this person who was closely related to Merlin.

The transaction must be kept secret. Quinn has a vague intuition: if he wants to escape the control of the Demon King, this mysterious man who met the Demon King Cardeuros six hundred years ago will definitely be able to help.

If you want to get her help, you need to collect more information.

The lights in the auditorium are on.

Quinn had been mentally prepared for this. After all, he had wasted so much time with the pizza girl, and nearly lost his life in the painting. In addition, the absorption of the potion took some time.
Fortunately, the lively lights outside the window were still flashing and the fireworks show had not ended yet.

Ankuya has a very precise control over time. Even if he is delayed, he still has about five minutes of margin for error.

As long as he left the auditorium before the fireworks show ended and no one witnessed him entering the auditorium while the lights were turned off, even if the academy later discovered that Merlin's tomb had been robbed, they would not be able to trace it back to him.

Quinn tightened his robe and quickly left the auditorium.

The corridor and the castle were silent. The paintings on the walls were minding their own business, paying no attention to Quinn walking out of the auditorium.

Along the corridor are floor-to-ceiling windows wrapped in Roman columns. The black window frames divide the glass into squares. The light is separated by the squares and falls on the ground, leaving mottled light and shadows of varying brightness.

Quinn hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly noticed a small snake coiled in the shadows of the corridor.

This was the only way from the auditorium to the covered bridge, and the little snake happened to be blocking the middle of the road, its scales glowing deeply on its dark skin.

It raised its head slightly, its scarlet tongue hissing and twitching under its diamond-shaped head, and its slender vertical eyes stared at Quinn.

Quinn stopped in his tracks. Snake?

Most people will feel fear when they see a snake, but this snake is too small, only half a meter long at most and as thin as a thumb. It is coiled in the middle of a spacious corridor and cannot be noticed unless you get close to it. It is really hard to be scared.

Quinn hesitated for a moment and decided to take a detour.

Ankuya said: "There are no normal creatures in Grindelwald, and all plants and animals have their own quirks." But regardless, creatures that appear in common areas are mostly harmless. As long as you don't provoke them, you won't be attacked. Simply ignore them.

But as Quinn moved, the snake also moved.

He suspected that he was dazzled.

This snake has grown bigger?
etc.
It's not an illusion, it's really getting bigger!
From the size of a corn snake, it grew longer and longer, gradually becoming a one-meter-long body that would scare ordinary people. It grew bigger and bigger, like a cobra, a python, and an anaconda. Finally, it crawled out of the shadows and "stood" upright.

"I always felt something was wrong, so I counted the number of people watching the fireworks."

In Quinn's horrified eyes, the snake turned into a tall and thin old man. He pushed the reading glasses on his hooked nose, and the eyes through the mirror were not like those of an old man, but sharp as a knife.

A chill involuntarily rose in Quinn's body.

Why is Grindelwald's deputy dean, Hemer, here?
"I didn't expect that besides Ankuya, who controlled the fireworks, there was another person missing." He stared at the fleeting hesitation on Quinn's face and spoke without a trace of emotion:

"Quinn, right? Explain what you did secretly in the Great Hall?"

What was I doing in the Great Hall just now? I didn't do anything, I just pushed down a little girl, brought the devil's ashes into the school, dug up the grave of Grindelwald's ancestors, and then picked the stars and soaked them in Coke - then I ask you, then I ask you, if you don't go to watch the fireworks, what are you doing here, are you a man or a woman?
Shit, it's over.

".I'm lost."

Ankua really didn't fight an unprepared battle, and even had a plan for this emergency: if Quinn was caught, he would just go to the bathroom and get lost.

If Ankua didn't see Quinn when the fireworks ended, he would have rushed to his rescue.

"Lost?" He Mo's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against the surface of a rusty sword. "You just started working here. Didn't Mr. Cavendish take good care of you?"

Although he was asking a question, his eyes were pointed at Quinn without any concealment, as if he was laughing at his lame lie.

Quinn secretly groaned. If one were to rank the most dangerous people in the academy, He Mo would definitely be in the top five. This old man, who had participated in the Demon War, expelled the Church of Light, and experienced the golden century of Eswell, was definitely not to be fooled.

His life experience made it easy for him to catch those clues, such as this moment. "I just needed to go to the bathroom, so I didn't bother Mr. Amamiya."

Quinn had no choice but to bite the bullet and make up a story: "I didn't expect that when I came out of the bathroom, I——"

He Mo stopped looking at him, as if his patience had run out, and turned to look out the window.

"The fireworks are about to end."

A hoarse voice interrupted Quinn. He shook his hand and a transparent snake skin turned into a magic wand, stabbing it into the ground.

"I'm the Vice Dean, and I'm going to give those kids some words of encouragement. As for whether you choose to continue treating me like a fool or be more honest, you can think about it slowly in your heart. Once you've figured it out, we can talk—"

"I"

Quinn had barely uttered a word when he saw the wand transform into a terrifyingly large black snake!

The snake bit Quinn without hesitation, its upper and lower jaws split open with an exaggerated amplitude, and its densely packed barbed fangs covered his head like an iron cage -

Fuck!
Quinn rolled suddenly, narrowly avoiding the bloody mouth that was biting him.

This is not to scare him!

If he had not become a superhuman, with greatly improved reaction and speed, he would have been dead.

"——You want to kill someone??"

Quinn cursed, "I just got lost, and this is how Grindelwald treats a new employee?!"

He Mo didn't answer, but turned his wrist holding the wand slightly.

The snake's head suddenly twisted after missing the bite, and it rushed towards Quinn again at a tricky angle.

The snake was too huge, and its mouth was as big as a hippopotamus. Quinn had no doubt that it could bite off half of his body in one bite.

He could only continue to dodge in embarrassment.

Perhaps it was because of the increased "sensing" in his attributes, Quinn rolled over based on his intuition and managed to escape by barely brushing against the snake's lips.

Before he could tremble, the snake's body coiled around him, blocking all the space Quinn could move. The snake raised its head high, hissing and pouncing down to bite!

The fishy smell enveloped Quinn, and this time he couldn't hide—

When he was a kid, he watched the American R-rated movie "Anaconda" and wondered why the idiots being eaten by the snakes didn't just duck to the side. Couldn't they just run away by shaking? He wondered if the director had deliberately set them up for death. Now that death was imminent, he realized that when the snake got big enough, humans really were the undoing.

Quinn never thought that he would die in such a strange place.

Oh, what a fucking different world.

Wait, why is your hand moving?

He clearly felt that he was doomed, but his left arm was raised on its own!
The palm of his hand was aimed at He Mo, who was holding the magic wand outside the gap between the snakes, and golden light condensed -

"Certainly!!"

Quinn blurted out a Chinese character, and this short syllable was the complete spell to activate the immobilization spell!

Before he finished speaking, golden light fell on He Mo like lightning. He was completely unaware of what was happening, and everything was paused and stagnant.

If Quinn opened the Eye of the Demon King at this time, he would be able to see a golden word "Ding" floating above He Mo's head. The magic power was like shackles, coating the old man and the giant snake transformed by the magic wand with a layer of gold!

The hideous snake's mouth was hovering above Quinn. He could almost smell the fishy stench from the snake's mouth. The white fangs were about to touch the corner of his hair. It was a critical moment.

His temples were throbbing with pain, exactly the same feeling he had when his mental strength was about to be exhausted during the exam that day. Holding He Mo in place almost drained all of his mental strength.

For some reason, Quinn felt that the immobilization spell wouldn't last long. One second? Two seconds?

In fact, this is true. If Quinn opened the Eye of the Demon King, he would be able to see that the word "Ding" above He Mo's head was flashing wildly, cracks were spreading, and it was about to break.

This is your only chance!
Before Quinn could figure out how to get out, he instinctively started moving again—

With his knees slightly bent and his thighs exerting force, he jumped resolutely, with the hem of his clothes dragging behind him like a swallow's tail, and he slipped out from between the giant snake's body, which had not yet shrunk!
But instead of fleeing backwards, he charged forwards.

The moment Quinn jumped up, he reached into his shirt, without wasting any second, drew his gun, pulled the hammer, raised his arm, and aimed!

He Mo's chest, with its doors wide open, seemed like a motionless target right before his eyes.

Mista completed the lock.

Quinn's eyes trembled slightly. What happened?

He himself couldn't explain how he did it all, but it didn't seem like he was being manipulated; the movements were so natural that they seemed like they were etched into his DNA.
Could this also be caused by the Hero's Potion?

Instinct did not make his finger pull the trigger, and he could calmly think about whether to shoot.

Does he know that I am the Demon King's man?

I don’t know, if I knew, all the teachers and students in the school would come to me to play group games.

It's really baffling.
What did I do that you wanted to kill me?
What on earth have I done—

Do you want to come to another world to suffer this kind of punishment?
Quinn's eyes were cold.

boom! !

The gunshot echoed in the empty corridor, passing through the old man's chest—

(End of this chapter)