Dragon Gate Swordsman

It was Jia Ju from the Special Inspection Team. Wu You ran into him handling a case on his first day of street patrol. Therefore, as a novice, he received careful guidance and advice from this veteran officer.

"Good afternoon, sir."

"Alright, relax, don't be so tense... Weren't you introduced by Commander Chongxiao? Be more confident."

Wu You smiled bitterly.

He had heard more than once these days that all the police officers introduced or promoted by Chongxiao were elite members of the Guard Bureau, praised by everyone. This put tremendous pressure on him, an ordinary newbie, who was afraid of doing something wrong and bringing bad luck to Chongxiao.

Jiaju probably saw this and that's why he took special care of him.

"Sir, have you seen the notice?"

"Not yet, but after listening to what Ah Jiu said...what, do you have any ideas or suggestions?"

"Of course not, sir."

Wu You quickly waved his hands, "I was just wondering, could the person who represented the Imperial Guard Bureau on stage to give a speech be Commander Chong Xiao?"

Hearing this, Jiaju was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Don't worry, it's definitely not him."

"Ah? Why?"

"Sister Ghost said that this is what he hates the most. I guess it will definitely be the governor of Texas by then."

Wu You nodded blankly, a hint of disappointment flashing through his heart.

It would be most appropriate if the benefactor really went on stage to read the declaration, right?

……

About 400 kilometers away from Longmen City, in the ancient ruins of Kazdel.

Sitting on a broken wall that had just been excavated, Regent Tracy looked at the ancient Sarkaz sacrificial offering in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

This place was once known only to Theresa and her followers. It was believed to contain dangerous ancient rituals and was kept secret. However, as the saying goes, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter... Some of the followers who had expressed their sincerity to Theresa at the beginning were ready to surrender with the information about this site as a "greeting gift".

But that person certainly could not have imagined that what Tracy was thinking at that moment was that he would never forgive the person who betrayed his sister.

"Your Excellency the Regent."

Suddenly, an unsettling and evil voice was heard from the flickering dark light.

"what's up?"

"The scouts and spies we sent to Longmen..."

"Oh? What news did they bring back?"

Tracy did not think there would be any accidents. He knew little about the mobile city of Lungmen, but even a being of the level of Londinium could not resist the elite troops of the Sarkaz.

"...I'm sorry to disappoint you, Lord Regent. They... suffered heavy casualties, and did not receive any valuable rewards."

Heavy casualties?

The Regent frowned slightly and slowly stood up.

He is of burly build and wearing the black armor of the Sarkaz, just like an ancient knight. He stands tall in the ruins that look like a battlefield, and looks down at everything around him.

"Regent...your Excellency?"

"Notify Manfred and Guidoset, ask them to get ready and come with me to visit Longmen."

Chapter 132: Lapland and Snow White Join the Hunt

As Askalon looked shocked and awed, a mysterious yet soft light bloomed from Chongxiao's fingertips, just like an invisible elf in mythology, slowly wrapping around his own hands.

Then, a warm and comfortable feeling came from his open palms, as if he was being carefully cared for by his biological mother, and Askalon almost couldn't help but hum.

She bit her lips tightly, because she knew that if she couldn't help making a sound, it would be easy to cause misunderstanding...

The seventh Taixu move: Resurrection.

Chongxiao vaguely recalled that the reason why he wanted to learn the Nine Taixu Styles was because his master had used this move to revive him in front of him.

Although it is a sword move, its effect is to heal and save, which is completely different from the previous moves that focus on exerting combat effectiveness from all aspects. If its power can be fully demonstrated, it seems that it can achieve the exaggerated effect of "reviving the dead and turning bones into flesh". The hands used to heal Ascalon are probably like using a divine weapon to chop down trees.

But Chongxiao was also very clear that given his level of mastery of this move, it would be better not to have too high expectations.

Soon, just when Ascalon felt that his hands had completely returned to their original state, the mysterious and soft light slowly dissipated.

"It's really..."

She stared at her hands, as if she was seeing them for the first time, and kept letting out subconscious exclamations.

If it were the Chongxiao on ordinary days, he would most likely come up to "take credit" at this time, and tease the beautiful Askalon at the same time... After all, this sister is too much to his liking in every sense, and he has an all-round appreciation and favor for her.

However, this is the only exception...

"Take a good rest for two more days, and then you can leave at any time, but before that, please inform me first, I have something to give you."

After saying that, Chongxiao stood up and walked towards the door.

His mood was visibly low, there was no smile on his face, and even his tone had a hint of tired sighs.

Ascalon didn't quite understand... She knew that Kal'tsit had brought Hedley and the other two to the capital, and she had also made it clear that since a new True Dragon Emperor had succeeded to the throne, Da Yan still had to deal with its own turbulent situation, so how could it have the spare energy to intervene in Kazdel's civil war.

And the fact was just as she expected, the True Dragon Emperor of Dayan did not make any statement.

Kal'tsit was only away for three months in total, during which time she also went to Victoria... Considering the distance she had to travel there and back, she probably only spent a week in the Great Flame God Capital.

That means Chongxiao only spent a week with W at most, but after hearing the news of his death, he was so...

It seems that Chongxiao really regards that W as his friend.

"Wait... I know this may be cruel, but... don't you want to know how W died?"

"With his status, there is only one way to die."

Ascalon was speechless.

The person in front of him seemed to know more about mercenaries and the Sarkaz people than he expected.

In silence, she watched Chongxiao's figure disappear out the door.

Chongxiao was not simply mourning W's death, but W's death reminded him of the confusion and struggle he experienced in the book, as well as the Sarkaz people who wanted to get rid of this confusion and struggle.

In essence, the Sarkaz are not much different from the many races on this land, but they have always been regarded as a thorn in the eyes of various countries. Any attempt at revival will bring about a devastating blow from the coalition forces.

And people like W... who are Sarkaz people and who yearn for peace and tranquility in the capital of God, are always stuck in the quagmire of war and unable to extricate themselves. They carry the seeds of hope left by their father, but in the end they can only give them to themselves, a person who is not so averse to Sarkaz.

Sad and pathetic.

After leaving the hospital, Chongxiao began to wander aimlessly on the street.

He suddenly realized that he was actually a very sentimental person. Theresa's unknown mysterious experience, the rise and fall of the Sarkaz people, the future whereabouts of Askalon and others... these actually had nothing to do with him, except for the void psionic energy that was suspected to have appeared on this land.

Thinking of this, Chongxiao recalled the terrifying giant insect he encountered last year. Obviously, the reason why he could understand the inner thoughts of such a monster was probably not as simple as psychic power being able to read minds.

Tsk! What a mess!

Chongxiao rubbed his head vigorously, but it didn't give him any new ideas.

"You look distressed, Chongxiao."

"...Fiammetta?"

Looking back at the person who called him, Chongxiao tried to force out a relaxed smile, "What are you doing here?"

Today, Fiammetta was not wearing the travel protective suit that was easy to move around in, nor did he carry the weapon that he usually carried with him. Instead, he changed into the neutral casual clothes that were currently popular in Lungmen.

However, due to Fiammetta's long hair tied behind her head and delicate facial features, this so-called neutrality is more like the youthful and energetic temperament of a beautiful girl in Liberi, which is simply eye-catching.

Chongxiao almost instantly thought of a possibility: this was definitely not bought by Fiammetta herself, it should have been given to her by Mostima.

"I think it's me, Chongxiao, who should be asking the question."

"……what?"

"After I greeted you for the first time, I watched you walk past me with my own eyes without any reaction."

Ah, this... am I thinking so intently about the Sarkaz?

Based on his experience, Chongxiao felt that he should apologize immediately, but Fiammetta was not a little girl who would not forgive others no matter whether she was right or wrong, and she obviously didn't care about this issue at all.

But the purpose of her going out today surprised Chongxiao.

"You want to buy something for...Ascalon?"

Oh my goodness! The special envoy from Lateran is going to send gifts to the Sarkaz!

Under Chongxiao's shocked gaze, Fiameta was obviously a little embarrassed and turned her head away deliberately, "I don't mean to... forgive Sarkaz, it's just... after all, it was a misunderstanding..."

"Fiammetta."

"Huh? What?"

"You're so cute now."

"what does that mean?"

"Uh...it's nothing, don't worry about it."

Chongxiao felt weak and powerless.

Hating the Sarkaz doesn't mean that one can't tell right from wrong. In fact, when Chongxiao just arrived and was about to open it, Fiammetta wanted to explain it clearly, but someone acted too quickly and sealed himself and Askalon in a fire cage.

In the following days, Fiammetta gradually realized that Ascalon was not on the side of the regent and that he had his own reasons for killing people, and he felt more and more guilty.

The guilt was not enough for her to apologize to Ascalon in person, but buying some fruit or something and asking the hospital nurse to deliver it was still acceptable.

But I didn't expect to meet Chongxiao here, who was wandering around like a headless fly.

"By the way, Chongxiao, there is...one more thing."

Fiammetta took a deep breath and said, "If you have some free time, could you please train me?"

"……what?"

Chongxiao was a little dumbfounded.

Up to now, he has guided three "disciples" on this land, but it should be noted that only one of these three is a complete individual, and the other two are just counts.

Needless to say, the only official disciple is Xiaobai... or we should call her Qiu Bai now. The Beiming Divine Art and many sword techniques she inherited were all learned from Chongxiao without any changes.

As for the others, Chen Huijie and Lin Yuxia each had their own teachers, but Chen Huijie's Chixiao swordsmanship was still at the "chaotic" stage, so she was more proficient in using the mental skills and swordsmanship taught to her by Chongxiao. Lin Yuxia was extremely clear about her own way of cultivation based on Source Stone skills, and what she learned from Chongxiao was more about the concept of dealing with the enemy.

The other two "halves" are Red and Wu You. Although Red has never admitted it, compared with the Flying Sword Style he is using now, the swordsmanship he has trained as a small town guard is not worth mentioning at all. Wu You learned the Nine Yang Gong from Chongxiao, so they can be said to be passing on the skills without the name of master and apprentice.

To sum up, one direct disciple plus four and a half, that makes three people...

"...I am good at swordsmanship and martial arts, but I know nothing about your guns."

"After all, a gun is just an external object. When the critical moment comes, it may not be as useful as my boxing gloves."

Fiammetta's words surprised Chongxiao. He thought that everyone from Lateran had an almost sacred belief in guns.

Just like that little frivolous boy named Lemule, he would never be careless when it comes to the gun.

What he didn't know was that belief in guns was a part of the Sakota culture, not a Liberi tradition... Besides, Fiameta had traveled a lot and had a lot of experience, so he naturally wouldn't be obsessed with hanging himself on a gun.

"Well, if you don't mind."

……

Considering that the Sarkaz spies who infiltrated Longmen no longer gathered in the slums and infected areas, the counter-terrorist force needed more manpower to deal with their actions.

Therefore, after several days of thinking and running around, Chongxiao's team welcomed its first personnel expansion.

The direction of personnel expansion is still divided into two "routes", namely formal members like Fiameta and Red, and collaborators like Penguin Logistics who are responsible for providing intelligence support.

And now, they have all gathered in the command room of the anti-terrorist force.

It stands to reason that having new members join in to share the dangerous work is definitely a happy thing, but Chongxiao finds that the situation is far from as simple as he thought...

First of all, there were Fiammetta and Lappland, who formed a sharp contrast. The former sat upright with her back straight, looking like a model student, while the latter had his hands behind his head, his boots on the table, and a disdainful sneer on his face.

It is obvious that not only are the two people's styles completely opposite, but there seems to be a faint spark when they happen to look at each other.