Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

A man and a woman who looked like guards stood beside him.

The man was an old man wearing a weapon and military uniform, about fifty years old, but with amazing magical powers, similar to the academy president Edward.

The woman had a blank expression on her face, was wearing a dress, had emerald green hair, and her pupils were blank, as if there was no soul in her body.

However, the most surprising thing is that this girl looks exactly like Professor Io.

It's like a life-size replica.

"I wonder what His Royal Highness wants to talk to me about."

The person who said this was a girl sitting opposite the young master.

She has waist-length bright purple hair with slightly curled ends. Her face, nose, lips and eyes are all filled with gorgeousness.

She was wearing the most common women's uniform of the Mechanical Academy, but she looked noble in it.

Plus there is always a gentle and peaceful smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

It makes people feel that this girl is probably a princess who ran away from a castle somewhere.

"What do you think, Alice Rutherford? I would come to you. There can't be a second reason."

The man who was called a prince by the girl named Alice looked at him with a disdainful look and chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand."

Alice smiled softly.

"Really? Are you the type of woman who likes to play dumb? You're such an annoying type."

The Black Prince frowned slightly, and the impatience in his expression was quite obvious.

The old man beside him also looked unhappy, and when he was about to speak, he was stopped by the Black Prince.

"Woman, you just happened to catch me when I was in a better mood. Otherwise, if you talk to me like this, I will definitely take off your head."

"I'll just say it straight, Alice Rutherford, be my insider, and together we'll get rid of that annoying old guy."

The Black Prince stated his purpose so bluntly.

The girl named Alice also raised her eyebrows slightly and gently placed the tea in her hand on the table.

"I say, Your Excellency the Prince, you are not kidding me, right?"

"Why would I play such a boring joke on you? Don't think I don't know what you've been doing recently. Since we have a common goal and you are still useful, isn't it natural for me to find you?"

The Black Prince said leisurely.

"Oh my, the Prince has deployed such a deep network of spies in the academy..."

Alice lowered her slender eyes, and the gentle look on her face disappeared, and her tone changed to a calm one.

"Then make a decision now, whether you want to help me or not."

His impatience was evident on his face, and the Black Prince obviously didn't want to continue chatting with Alice about random things.

"Prince is really impatient."

"At least this kind of 'parricide' behavior should be carefully considered."

Alice's expression remained calm, and she didn't feel the slightest bit of fear at the Black Prince's fleeting fierceness.

In response, the Black Prince simply glanced at Alice and then smiled indifferently.

"You're still hesitating about something as boring as this?"

"If it were me, I would kick that useless old man down without hesitation, regardless of whether I killed him or not."

The man who was called the prince blatantly said such outrageous words.

"Be careful with your words, Your Highness."

The old man next to him frowned and gave this advice.

"Gurettan, it doesn't matter."

After such an astonishing scene, the Black Prince looked at Alice sitting opposite him who remained silent and waved his hand indifferently.

"But what you said is not entirely unreasonable. I'll give you a day to think about it."

"If you don't give me a definite answer by this time tomorrow, I will eliminate you and that old guy together."

When the Black Prince said this, Alice's face immediately showed an expression of relief.

"I will definitely give you an answer tomorrow."

After paying a respectful salute, Alice left the heavily guarded warship with her guards.

"Can you let them go like this, Your Highness?"

"If she goes back and tells her father something, it might have some impact on His Highness's plan."

In response to Guletan's words, the Black Prince simply slowly raised his eyelids and spoke to Guletan in a proud and bold manner.

"Why, you are praised as being comparable to Edward Rutherford, the greatest magician of the 19th century. When you really face this moment, are you afraid?"

"General Gurettan!"

"I'm so sorry, Your Highness!"

"After all, the world's evaluation is just a false praise for me. I have never really competed with the strongest magician, so I really don't have much confidence."

General Guretan bowed slightly and said expressionlessly.

"It doesn't matter. All the useful helpers and guys are here."

"There will be absolutely no problems with this operation, and it will definitely be successful."

"Because I am destined to be here, what I do must be right, and the world favors me like this."

The Black Prince arrogantly made a very bold and confident statement.

Guleitan couldn't help but hold his breath at the prince's remarks.

He felt that the blood in his old body had become hot for the first time in a long time.

"Perhaps Your Highness can really lead the British Empire to the top of the world."

Just as the old general was sighing, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A soldier in military uniform, armed with live ammunition and carrying an automaton, walked in.

And behind him there are two figures.

One is an old lady who is over 60 years old and looks very strong.

The old woman was wearing an ancient furisode kimono, and she exuded a terrifying demonic aura. She had a fake smile on her face and an expression of arrogance.

Only when he saw the Black Prince did his contemptuous expression subside a little.

The other one looked male based on his body shape.

He was wearing a cloak, from under the brim of the cloak one could see his golden hair and regular facial features. Although he looked like a nobleman, his eyes were very sharp and he exuded a dangerous aura.

"Your Highness."

"Domon Kirara and His Majesty Raikkonen have arrived."

Chapter 6 k Capturing a 'young girl'?

——Night Party Execution Department!

As the name suggests, it is the place responsible for deciding all important matters, big or small, during the operation of the night party.

The decision-making process of the executive department is discussed by professor representatives, student representatives and the president. In order to avoid overly favoring the opinions of the majority, the chairman is a student.

For example, Vitan's registration code "Ruler of the Underworld" was decided here.

Well, he was chosen by old man Edward against all odds.

The night club's executive department is located on the third floor of the Central Lecture Hall.

This is a very luxurious room, so luxurious that it makes people wonder if it is a parliament hall.

The floor of the meeting hall was covered with crimson carpets, and the walls were hung with burgundy curtains. A large Victorian-style round table was located in the middle of the room, but there were not many seats, only a few.

On one of the seats there is a triangular sign made of marble.

The name "Speaker Cedric Granville" is engraved on it.

Sitting on the chair was a dignified and elegant girl, with a short stature and slender and delicate figures. Her thighs and skirt hems wrapped in white silk left a touch of absolutely pure white. Her legs were elegantly crossed, and she was drinking black tea gracefully, exuding an aristocratic aura from head to toe.

However, from her cold expression, it can be seen that she does not seem to be in a particularly good mood at the moment.

That’s right, the person sitting here now is Alice Rutherford who just appeared on Daedalus.

"Miss, are you worried about what His Royal Highness said just now?"

The person who said this was the man who served Alice like a follower.

In fact, he had been guarding Alice's side on the battleship just now.

He had a head of mixed gold and silver hair, and was wearing a noble gentleman's suit. However, he did not wear a suit jacket, but only a white shirt and a vest, and had a pair of brown eyes on his face.

Just looking at his face, he looks a little thin and doesn't seem very strong.

The man stood respectfully beside Alice, holding a teapot in one hand and a white silk scarf in the other, the standard attire of a butler.

Every time Alice finished the tea in the cup, the man would immediately pick up the teapot and fill the empty cup. His movements were so standard and perfect that there was nothing to criticize.

"Well, although what you said makes sense, I still have to decide to give you a punishment that will impress you later, Xin."

Alice repeated the action of drinking tea, but did not deny what the butler said.

"What are you going to do, miss?"

"Are you going to agree to His Royal Highness the British Prince's request just like that?"

Singh looked at his master respectfully and continued to give advice in this way.

"Are you being stupid, Xin?"

"Do you really think that arrogant prince's plan can defeat that old fox?"

Although she didn't know what the Black Prince's plan was, she still expressed her disapproval of him so bluntly.

It's not because of anything else.

But the impression of her father as cunning, treacherous and powerful had been deeply rooted in people's minds, and she did not think that the narcissistic man could possibly surpass her father in strategy.

“It should be difficult.”

Singh nodded in agreement and continued.

"However, since you intend to refuse, are you going to go back to the dean for protection?"

"Otherwise, from my point of view, His Royal Highness the Prince is not a magnanimous person."

Putting the teacup in her hand on the table, Alice's tone became a little cold.

"Very good, I will let you remove all your useless hands and feet later."

"As a butler, you actually let your master seek protection from others. You are completely unqualified."

"And do you think that old guy will protect my safety just because he loves me as a child?"

Upon hearing this, Singh's expression remained unchanged.

He just gently put down the teapot in his hand and the silk scarf hanging on his left hand, clasped his left hand wearing a white glove on his chest, and bowed thirty degrees.

"The butler of the Granville family is very good. If I have to find fault with him, it's that he is a little timid."

Although Singh described himself as timid, he spoke very casually.

"Although I am very confident in my own strength, I am not sure of victory in front of General Guleitan."

"So I still dare to give you some advice. I hope you will consider the safety issues in advance."

"Ha ha--!"

Alice immediately laughed happily and clapped her hands gently.

"It seems that you are really scared, Singer."