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But after they broke in, there was no further movement.

Neither the Hall of Heroes, guarded by the student council, nor the church, guarded by the Lionheart Society, had any news of a confrontation.

Manstein was speechless.

Finally, he shook his head: "Anyway, at least find something to do."

"The way you are makes me feel like you're a pay thief, and you're even corrupting Professor Morikawa."

Professor Guderian immediately wanted to refute this.

But before he could utter a rebuttal, he was interrupted by Morikawa Yu.

"It's alright, Professor Guderian. We should find something to do." Morikawa Yu put down her coffee cup, secretly wondering if Professor Guderian had just brewed instant coffee.

The taste of this coffee is no different from the instant coffee he used to drink when he stayed up all night.

He stood up: "Let's go to the lobby outside and keep watch over the library."

"After all, the library also has an entrance to the underground, doesn't it?"

“Norma is in the library, so there’s not much to worry about.” Professor Manstein immediately shook his head: “The central control room where she is is the most heavily guarded place in the college.”

Professor Guderian immediately nodded in agreement; he preferred to stay in the secure control room and didn't want to go out.

But Morikawa Yu just smiled and said, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

"No matter how strong the defenses are, it's always good to go and take a look. We don't have anything else to do right now anyway."

He pulled Professor Guderian along and walked outside towards the library's main hall.

The two arrived at the library lobby.

Morikawa Yu looked around at the facilities in the hall and the cherry wood bookshelves around him. Finally, he saw an automatic Coca-Cola machine next to a desk, walked over and got a Coca-Cola.

The three professors may not know what will happen next, but he at least remembers quite a few events involving the dragons.

One of them is this recent academy invasion.

A group of people who had been plotting for a long time entered the academy, wanting to obtain the Dragon King's bone flask that the principal had just brought back to the academy.

The key to this is number 13, who got lost.

When Number 13 couldn't find the designated gathering point, the library, which was completely undefended because of Norma's presence, became his refuge.

Finally, the other party will come from the fireplace into the hall and then proceed with the next action.

What he wanted to do was stay here and give the other party a surprise.

Soon, there was movement from the fireplace.

Morikawa Yu slowed her pace, silently approached the fireplace, and squatted down.

Chapter 393 This gank deserves full marks.

Seeing the person who suddenly fell from the fireplace, Morikawa Yu greeted him: "Yay!"

Number 13, who had just landed in the fireplace, was startled.

He had just been studying the terrain on the roof of the library and discovered that almost all the surrounding buildings were under close surveillance, except for the building right below him, which was unguarded.

This puzzled him, because he felt that the building below was quite unique.

However strange as it was, it was still good to have such an unguarded entry point, so he decided to go inside the building to see if he could find a way to the underground parking garage.

However, as soon as he found the fireplace vent and came down from the fireplace passage, he was startled.

A guy was squatting silently by the fireplace, as if he had expected it, waiting for him to come down, and even gave him a strange greeting with a smile.

"Hmm... Hello?" He hesitated for a moment before replying.

He's stuck under the fireplace.

If the other party makes a move, he will have no chance to dodge.

So he thought he should try to appear as harmless as possible to lower the other party's guard, and then find an opportunity to leave or take the other party hostage to find a way to escape.

Morikawa Yu nodded.

He looked at the "number 13" and handed over the Coke he was holding.

"Drink?"

Number 13 was confused again, completely unable to figure out what Morikawa Yu was trying to do.

However, he could clearly sense Morikawa Yu's ease and felt that this was an opportunity, so he waved his hand reluctantly: "I'm not available right now."

"Why don't you wait for me to come out first?"

he asked tentatively.

Morikawa Yu nodded, stood up, and took four or five steps back to make room for him.

Number 13 immediately crawled out of the fireplace.

Thick charcoal ash covered his entire body, including his face, making him look like an African.

"Oh, fuck!"

Professor Guderian exclaimed in surprise.

He had just followed Morikawa Yu out when he saw Morikawa Yu heading towards the fireplace. Curious, he looked over and saw a dark figure emerge from inside.

He instantly thought of the intruders lurking in the academy, and frantically drew his pistol from his waist, aiming it at Number 13.

Number 13 also changed his demeanor from before, almost simultaneously pulling out a saw-barrel shotgun from behind him and aiming it at Professor Guderian: "Don't move."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

But the subsequent sigh broke the tense atmosphere.

Morikawa Yu shook the cola cup in her hand.

He looked at the charcoal ash that No. 13 had flung out when he pulled out his gun, floating on top of the cola in his glass, and said with regret, "What a pity, I just poured this cola."

Number 13 frowned.

He felt that Morikawa Yu's behavior was a bit strange.

Even though he and the old man not far away were aiming their guns at each other, Morikawa Yu remained calm as if nothing had happened, and even lamented that the cola was dirty.

"You... hands up!" Finally, he glared at Morikawa Yu, gripping the gun handle tightly and pointing it at Guderian: "Or I'll shoot!"

Morikawa Yu shook her head and chuckled, as if she hadn't heard his threat, and shook her Coke cup.

"Don't get so angry, how about we sit down and talk?"

"What are you talking about!" Number 13 roared. "Is this the time for chatting? Can't you see the guns in my and this old man's hands?"

“I can see it.” Morikawa Yu shrugged.

The problem is that these "toys" can't hurt him, so he hardly feels any tension.

"You!" Number 13 was even angrier.

But he couldn't point the gun at Morikawa Yu, otherwise the old man not far away would definitely shoot.

He dared not gamble that the old man was too blind to hit him.

"Here's the thing, you think you have a gun, so you think you're in a standoff with me." Morikawa Yu suddenly smiled.

"Now you're out of guns."

As if a flash of light had appeared, a long sword appeared in Morikawa Yu's right hand without him even noticing, and he slowly sheathed it in his left hand, which was also held there without him even noticing.

The cola that was originally in his hand had disappeared without a trace.

Number 13's pupils contracted, and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly.

He suddenly realized that all that was left of the shotgun in his hand was the handle.

The grip has a smooth, mirror-like cut, and all other accessories, the barrel, the chamber, and even the hammer, are gone.

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out.

He then realized that the things that should have been on the gun handles had flown diagonally to one side, finally hitting the fireplace wall and then bouncing onto the floor.

He took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Morikawa Yu, and blinked.

Morikawa Yu smiled at Number 13 again, put Tsurumaru into the Goshuincho, and took out the cola that had fallen into the charcoal ash again: "Now we can have a proper talk, right?"

"Sit down and have a drink?"

"Of course, I'm not asking you to drink this."

He casually tossed the Coke bottle, now covered in charcoal ash, into the recycling bin next to the automatic Coke machine, dropping it accurately into it.

Number 13 nodded blankly, while looking again at the remaining gun handle in his hand.

Although he found it hard to accept that the other person had pulled out a knife and sliced ​​his shotgun in half with a speed that he couldn't even react to or see.

But the gun handle in his hand and the gun barrel that fell to the ground were indeed cut in two.

Realizing this, he couldn't help but make the connection.

If the other person hadn't been trying to cut his gun, but instead his hand or neck, would he have been able to react in time...?

I can't react in time, I absolutely can't react in time.

This speed exceeded his visual limits; he didn't even know when the other party had drawn the knife, just as he didn't know where the other party had put the knife away.

He hesitated for a moment, then obediently followed behind Morikawa Yu, walking together to the cherry wood desk and sitting down, like a student obediently admitting his mistake and waiting for the teacher's education and punishment.

Professor Guderian also breathed a sigh of relief.

He released the gun from his hand and put it in his pocket, but did not turn off the firing safety.

Because he hadn't even opened the safety lock.

He was too panicked just now. It wasn't until Morikawa Yu cut the shotgun in Number 13's hand with a single stroke that he remembered that the safety on the gun was not off.

If it weren't for Morikawa Yu, he would have "died" once.

But there was nothing that could be done about it; he was just a clerical professor and hadn't been in a proper battle in a long time.

Moreover, if it weren't for Morikawa Yu, he wouldn't have come to the library lobby.

Now that Morikawa Yu had subdued the other party, he sat down next to him, wanting to know how Morikawa Yu would deal with the intruder.

......

Meanwhile, the fully armed infiltrators encountered another problem.

Their captain was furiously gripping his phone, as if he wanted to crush it: "I was just about to jump out, and you're calling now? Do you want me to be discovered and riddled with bullets?"

Just now, the "Night Watchmen," who were responsible for suppressing everyone and preventing them from using the power of words, lifted the commandment.

She planned to take this opportunity to use her Word of Power to leave the gap where she was currently hiding and lead her people to infiltrate Valhalla.

But a phone call came in that almost exposed her.

"There's a problem with number 13." The woman's voice on the phone sounded stern.

"What's the problem?" the captain asked calmly.

She knew what kind of person the girl on the other end of the phone was; unless something really serious had happened, she would never speak to her in such a tone.

"He was arrested in the library on the 13th."

“I’m sure he broke into the library, but he didn’t follow my recording instructions and stopped in the library lobby.”

"and then?"

"Then you split up and take him out, while the other side distracts him and uses a feint to your advantage."

"Do we really have to bring Number 13 out?" the captain asked through gritted teeth.

Her task this time was to retrieve the Dragon King's bone urn that the academy had just brought back from China from the ice cellar; it didn't necessarily have to be number 13 who retrieved it.

So can she.

"You don't understand, long legs," the girl on the phone sighed.

"He is the core of the mission."

“I gave him a black card, which was originally used to open the central control room where Norma was located, leading directly to the ‘ice cellar’ beneath this academy.”