All my hunting commissions come from another world?

Although neither side spoke in a particularly harsh tone, the atmosphere of tension between them was quite palpable.

Despite their harsh words, neither side dared to make any rash moves, especially with Elena lurking nearby. They didn't want to lose their victory to a stranger.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a voice suddenly rang in Lu Mingfei's ear.

"So, how about it? Interested in coming in and having some fun?"

"Can I say no?"

Lu Mingfei looked at Zhou Si, who had appeared beside him at some point, his face full of resistance. He didn't want to go in and become a target.

"Don't worry, I've already calculated it. Both sides don't have much ammunition left, and I'll have Little Bird assist you from the side."

"I will also ensure your safety. Just consider it a small favor, and I will pay you afterwards."

"May I?"

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and pondered for a moment. Finally, driven by his conscience (the reward) (temptation), he nodded and uttered the word that he would regret for a long time.

"Row."

......

The stalemate has lasted for a while now, and neither side seems to have come up with a way to break the deadlock in the short term. At this moment, a figure quietly appears in the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei was standing on the roof of an SUV, nervously opening the note in his hand. But the moment he saw the words on the note, he almost fainted and fell off the SUV.

But Zhou Si's promise was too tempting. He was now eager to know more about the Healing Church and the Choir, information that could help him find out about Dr. Yousefka's past.

'But this is too much...'

Lu Mingfei glanced at the contents of the note again, took a few deep breaths to prepare himself mentally, and then fired a shot into the air with his hunter's pistol.

boom!

The loud bang of gunpowder exploding in the gun barrel attracted everyone's attention. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Lu Mingfei pulled out the meat saw from behind him and shouted loudly.

"All eyes are on me!"

“My name is Ricardo M. Lu, and I’m a new S-class.”

Under everyone's gaze, the mysterious man who wielded the strange weapon and claimed to be S-rank quietly surveyed the area, and nodded in satisfaction when no one spoke.

"It's time to end these childish gunfights. When it comes to the real dragon-slaying battlefield, these toys won't kill those monsters."

Lu Mingfei paused, and from an angle they couldn't see, looked down at the small note in his palm.

"How about we play a game next?"

"In 10 minutes, my partner and I will hunt you down as hunters. You are free to fight back, and the one who survives will be the winner of this game."

Lu Mingfei forced himself to finish reading the passage while suppressing his shame, and then, following the instructions on the note, revealed a confident smile.

"Holy crap, he's such a show-off."

A man in a red combat uniform was clearly getting impatient; how could this guy be even more pretentious than their leader?

He raised his rifle, aiming it at Lu Mingfei's head, intending to send him to join the corpses in the parking lot. But just as he was about to pull the trigger, gunshots suddenly rang out in the quiet battlefield.

Then the other members of the red-clad faction watched helplessly as that guy fell down.

The scene fell silent again, and Lu Mingfei, who was in the center of the stage, just chuckled twice and then said, "I hope you can let me have some fun. See you in 5 minutes."

Due to Elena's threats, the red and black duo could only watch helplessly as the show-off left the parking lot.

"Brother Zhou, after today, will I still be able to stay at school?"

As soon as Lu Mingfei stepped off the stage, he immediately wore a bitter expression. The lines Zhou Si had arranged were just too arousing. Although it was indeed very satisfying to show off and then run away.

"Didn't you seem to be having a lot of fun?"

Zhou Si looked at Lu Mingfei with a mocking expression; his behavior just now didn't seem like an act.

"Relax, the atmosphere in Kassel is much more open than you think." After teasing him, Zhou Si still offered a few words of comfort, after all, he was going out to draw the fire for him. "Here you go."

Lu Mingfei took the box that Zhou Si threw to him; inside was a book and a pair of headphones.

The book contains the clues that Zhou Si promised to give him.

“Find Father Gascoigne. He used to be a hunter for the Healing Church. He knows a lot.”

Then Zhou Si pointed to his ears, indicating that Lu Mingfei should put on his headphones.

"Just follow my orders. Go wherever I tell you to go."

"If you find anything like this, notify me immediately and then run, understand?"

Zhou Si showed him a photo of the purplish-black dust from the mad dragon virus and gave him a very serious warning.

This kid has the strongest bloodline among this group. If he accidentally contracts the Mad Dragon Disease and his decline is too rapid, Zhou Si might not be able to save him in time.

"clear."

Lu Mingfei kept Zhou Si's words firmly in mind. Brother Zhou would never harm him. He might not be good at other things, but he was very good at running away.

"Little bird, I'll have to keep a close eye on this kid later."

Upon arriving, Elena wiped the rapier in her hand. The silver-white rapier flashed with a slight arc of light. The little bird nodded, and Lu Mingfei was completely relieved.

With this superwoman around, his safety shouldn't be a big concern.

......

In contrast to the relaxed atmosphere here, the atmosphere in the other two groups was quite tense.

"President, do we really have to agree to that guy's rules?"

The student council president, the handsome blond Caesar Gattuso, glanced at the guy who asked the question, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

It seems that the admission criteria for the student union will need to be stricter in the future, and at least we can't rely solely on bloodlines.

It turns out that high bloodline does not necessarily mean high intelligence.

"There have never been any rules for a day of freedom. Now it's just that the war between the student council and the Lionheart Society has turned into a three-way melee."

“However, I am indeed very interested in that guy who claims to be S-class.” Caesar’s expression was slightly excited; he had always admired people with ability and attitude.

"You proceed according to the original plan. I will go and meet him personally."

After saying this, Caesar left the chapel through the back door.

Meanwhile, at the Lionheart Society's headquarters, Chu Zihang, Caesar's old rival, made almost the same choice.

"President, are you alright?"

After all, Chu Zihang had only recently gotten out of bed, so they were still a little worried.

"No problem."

Chu Zihang took the Murasame. As a family member, he knew his own situation. After that day, his bloodline underwent a significant change, coupled with the secret manual given to him by Principal Angers.

His current strength is only more terrifying than before, but this is something he can't tell others.

Moreover, Chu Zihang's decision to leave alone was not only because of Caesar and that S-class freshman. Ever since the day of freedom began, the dragon blood in his body had been constantly boiling, as if it was warning him of something.

"I am leaving."

After their attempts to persuade him failed, the Lionheart Society members could only watch helplessly as their leader left the command post.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Some people are still alive, but he is already dead.

Which side do you think will win?

In the principal's office, Angers stood by the window watching the battlefield outside, while the vice principal, Flamel, remained as nonchalant as ever, chuckling after a moment's thought.

"I definitely support the student council. The young master of the Gattuso family is much more cunning than that little monster from the Lionheart Society."

Flamel clicked his tongue, and the image of the student council ballet troupe flashed through his mind.

Rich kids are definitely much better at having fun than poor kids, tsk tsk.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's talk about serious matters."

Angers looked at Flamel's irreverent appearance and couldn't help but laugh and scold him a couple of times. This guy is so old and still so irreverent.

"do not know."

Back to the main point, the Night's Watchman shook his head with a serious expression.

"To be honest, I can't quite figure out what those three kids are capable of."

Erii can be put aside for now, since she hasn't shown anything special yet, but the behavior of Elini and Zhou Si is completely unlike that of ordinary mixed-race people.

"That little girl's physical abilities are a bit superhuman. Did she really not use any incantations?"

As a user of the Word of Power, Flamel was starting to doubt whether his commandments had become ineffective. Although the physical abilities of hybrids were indeed far superior to those of ordinary people, there was a limit to that.

The gray-haired girl probably took less than 3 seconds to traverse a distance of over 100 meters; to onlookers, she was practically a shadow who darted away in a flash.

If Flamel hadn't repeatedly confirmed that he really didn't sense any fluctuations in the power of words, he would have thought that this girl might have secretly activated a momentary technique.

Although the boy named Zhou Si had not shown anything particularly special yet, Flamel felt that his presence had a strange attraction to the part of his dragon bloodline.

“We really know too little about the Japanese branch.”

Angers slowly put down his teacup, his face expressionless. Flamel curled his lip, thinking, "This old man just pretends to be profound and acts like a riddle teller."

Sigh, let's look at the battle in the distance...

"Fuck!"

The scene over there made Flamel swear, and then he turned to look at Angers.

"Are you sure the school board will fully reimburse you for the day of freedom?"

Flamel emphasized the pronunciation of the two words "full amount".

The sound of a building collapsing in the distance reached Angers' ears, and his eyes twitched involuntarily, but he calmly took a sip of tea.

"...Will the school board refuse?"

......

A while had passed since Lu Mingfei's 'declaration', and Zhou Si, seeing that it was almost time, looked at Lu Mingfei, who was doing his mental preparation.

"Then let's proceed as we just discussed."

"Phew...I'm ready!"

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath. There was no turning back now, so he simply put everything else aside and focused on winning this 'game'.

In games, he has never lost except to Zhou Si!

His eyes, hidden beneath his bangs, gradually hardened. Lu Mingfei nodded to Zhou Si, then gripped the meat saw and left the room.

"Little bird, I'll leave the rest of the way to you."

Lu Mingfei will act as the striker to draw attention, and Xiao Niao will provide him with resources. Their task is to attract most people's attention and then drive out those unlucky guys who have contracted the Mad Dragon Disease.

The reason for making things so complicated is that we don't want to cause too much psychological trauma to these students.

The battlefield outside had fallen completely silent; the continuous artillery fire that had been so intense was now gone, as if everyone had died.

Lu Mingfei knew very well that this was just a facade; the red and black teams had already moved on, and in the quiet campus in front of him, there was always a Voldemort lying there.

But for Lu Mingfei, who had been tempered in Yharnam, this was child's play.

These people couldn't even eliminate their pulse and breathing, completely disguising themselves as corpses. How could they possibly fool Lu Mingfei now!

Just like the public toilet in front of him, it looks like an ordinary toilet, but in reality, three students from the Red Team are hiding inside, ready to launch a sneak attack on Lu Mingfei at any time.

Based on Lu Mingfei's experience in Yharnam's dream, fighting against multiple enemies is absolutely not advisable. No matter how weak the enemy is, once their numbers increase, they can pose a great threat.

So after a moment's thought, Lu Mingfei quietly circled around to the back of the toilet.

"What's going on? That kid hasn't arrived yet?"

A faint sound came from one of the stalls. The footsteps had just reached the toilet, but suddenly disappeared.

As soon as the first person spoke, another voice came from under the sink.

"It seems he spared us and left?"

"He didn't fall for it? It seems this S-rank is indeed not as simple as he seems."

In an effort to lure Lu Mingfei over, they deliberately left numerous clues pointing in this direction, but to their surprise, Lu Mingfei was completely unfazed.