Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 338 Alberto de Luna

"Nice to meet you all."

Jiu Demai clapped his hands, and a spotlight shone on the other three dark figures.

Knight, or rather Lu Mingfei, quickly sized up the three people present.

He had vaguely heard of the woman named Mai Shude; she seemed to be the one who had a brief confrontation with Caesar during the last academy invasion.

This person claims to be the older sister of Kassel headquarters commissioner Shotoya, but the authenticity of this claim is questionable.

The dark figure standing in the center was wearing black tactical clothing. His voice was muffled and unclear, and his chest was flat. It was impossible to tell his gender or his identity.

But Lu Mingfei felt a sense of déjà vu as he sensed His presence.

But that doesn't matter, we'll have to do it sooner or later anyway.

As for the fourth person, it was someone who greatly surprised him.

The man was dressed in a suit and tie, and looked rather thin. He appeared polite and didn't seem like someone who was there to steal; he looked more like an insurance salesman.

If Lu Mingfei himself heard these words, he would probably spit out a mouthful of blood and grab the crotch panel of the man's suit, demanding angrily: "How does this bespoke suit make you look like an insurance salesman?!"

Lu Mingfei frowned, and quickly remembered the man's identity.

His memory is much better than before; after all, he has at least three or four points of intelligence now.

"Aren't you part of the Gattuso family's investigation team?"

He said in a muffled voice:

"You're the one who was hung at the school gate, I remember you."

Upon hearing this, the well-dressed gentleman visibly paused for a moment, but quickly resumed his polite demeanor.

He bowed gracefully, his movements so perfect they seemed straight out of an etiquette textbook.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Alberto de Luna."

He bowed slightly, speaking with an elegant Italian accent:

"Although I had to rely on the Gattuso family's investigation team to enter the Academy, I was not actually subordinate to them. As an art collector, I simply couldn't resist the temptation to see the legendary Dragon Bone Cross with my own eyes."

Upon hearing this, Mai Shude chuckled softly, her graceful figure appearing exceptionally alluring under the lamplight.
"An art collector? It seems your definition of 'art' is quite unique."

Alberto calmly adjusted his cuffs and gave a meaningful smile:

“My dear lady, in the long history of humankind, there are some precious relics that are worth the risk to acquire. Such as this extraordinary collection before us.”

Lu Mingfei frowned under his helmet.

This self-proclaimed collector exuded an unsettling aura. Although he appeared gentle and refined, the glint in his eyes reminded him of a venomous snake eyeing its prey.

“But I don’t think you’re an ordinary art collector.”

Mai Shude smiled broadly:

“At least, ordinary art collectors don’t possess the highest-level ‘white card’ from Kassel College. If you hadn’t shut down Norma’s defense system, I dare say we wouldn’t have been able to sneak in so easily.”

The air froze instantly upon hearing this.

Lu Mingfei tightened his grip on the sword.

White card? That's a top-level access pass that even he doesn't have! Just who is this Alberto?
Alberto's smile faltered slightly, then returned to normal, only his eyes sharpened a bit:
"It seems Miss Jiude's intelligence network is even more sophisticated than I imagined. However..."

He slowly and deliberately took off his gloves:

"Since everyone knows the truth, why not be honest with each other?"

Before he could finish speaking, Alberto suddenly moved.

His elegant demeanor vanished in an instant, his movements as swift as a cheetah. But unexpectedly, he didn't rush towards the Dragon Bone Cross, but instead charged straight at Mai Shude!

"careful!"

Lu Mingfei shouted instinctively.

Mai Shude reacted extremely quickly, drawing her two ninja swords in an arc in front of her.

However, Alberto's figure moved like a ghost, twisting strangely amidst the flashing blades, and a syringe filled with purple liquid appeared in his right hand without anyone noticing.

"Don't be nervous, we just want the beautiful lady to rest for a while."

Alberto smiled, but his eyes were devoid of warmth.

Just then, a red light suddenly flashed by, so fast that it left only a blur.

Alberto tried his best to dodge, but the red light still precisely sliced ​​through his wrist and shattered the syringe in his hand.

The purple liquid splashed everywhere, making a sizzling corrosion sound as it landed on the metal floor.

Mai Shude turned her head in surprise and discovered that the red light was actually the knight's golden-red sword.

At that moment, the magnificent sword, coated with a thin layer of red energy, drew an elegant arc in the air and swiftly flew back into the knight's hand.

The knight caught the flying sword, casually twirled it, and said in a slightly smug, deep voice:

"What? Never seen a knight cultivating immortality before? This is a sword-controlling technique I recently mastered, though I can only fly a few meters at most."

Mai raised an eyebrow, a playful smile curving her red lips:
"Cultivating immortality? You're not obsessed with video games, are you?"

Despite saying this, a storm was brewing in Mai Shude's heart.

What is this? A Word of Power Sword Control? But he clearly didn't chant any Words of Power, and the Sword Control itself doesn't possess this kind of red energy.
"That's called being well-versed in both Eastern and Western knowledge!"

The knight protested in discontent, and the sword in his hand once again glowed red:
"Want to try my 'Thunderous Crescent Slash'?"

"interesting."

The shadowy figure, which had been silent all along, suddenly spoke:
"This is not the power of words."

Mai Shude chuckled softly, gracefully turning around as her twin swords deftly twirled between her fingers. She glanced at Alberto, who had retreated to the corner, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

“Mr. Alberto, are you sure you’ve got the right person? I’m not the one sitting at the table right now, it’s that guy.”

She tilted her head slightly in the direction of the shadowy figure.

Alberto's attack failed, and he retreated into the shadows with a gloomy expression, the wound on his wrist healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He remained silent, his mind racing with calculations.

The people present were all shrewd individuals, and he naturally understood that Mai Shude hadn't immediately turned hostile because she needed his help to restrain that unfathomable shadow.

The strange knight's intervention to save Mai Shude might not have been out of kindness, but simply because he didn't want the balance of the game to be broken too early, allowing Alberto to benefit from it.

The reason he dared to act so boldly was naturally because he relied on the trump card bestowed upon him by "that person," giving him the confidence to turn the tide.

But the Knights' unprecedented methods made him wary, forcing him to reassess the risks.

This armored, eccentric guy is a huge variable, a variable that shouldn't be here at all.

"It seems that tonight's card game is more complicated than expected."

Alberto finally spoke, his voice regaining its previous elegance, only his eyes were more profound:
"Perhaps... we need to rethink the order in which we play our cards."

He no longer looked at Mai Shude, but instead turned his gaze to the dragon bone cross on the altar, then swept it over the silent shadow and the knight standing with his sword.

Finally, he took a small half-step back, making a gesture to pause.

(End of this chapter)