webnovelfull Chapter 118: Give You Victory
Chapter 118: Give You Victory
Obtain rewards: bloodline improvement, obtain word spirit.
Word Spirit: Sound of Harmony, serial number 48; (self-created, note: a word spirit created for fans, as a lower level of commandment)
Word Spirit: Breath-holding Wind, serial number 49; (self-created)
Word Spirit·Light Hidden, serial number 50; (self-created)
Word Spirit: New Flame of Flint, serial number 51; (self-created)
Word Spirit·Tian Yan, serial number 52; (the original work has no order, temporarily ranked 52, potato chips haha)
Word Spirit·Lianyan, serial number 53; (self-created)
Word Spirit·Strange Reading, serial number 54; (self-created)
Word Spirit: Lingshang Tiandi, serial number 55; (self-created)
Words of the Devil, serial number 56; (self-created)
Word Spirit Satan's Scythe, serial number 57; (self-created)
Word Spirit Machine, serial number 58; (self-created)
Word Spirit·Kamaitachi, serial number 59; (Caesar the Great, grasp)
Han Qiu lay on the bed, with the familiar sound of reward echoing in his ears.
He smiled and asked in his mind: "It seems you gave two too many."
"You teamed up with Xia Mi this time, which changed a lot of causes and effects." Mr. Han replied.
"clear."
Han Qiu wanted to sleep, but unfortunately there was a roar of artillery fire outside, making it impossible to sleep.
The battle in the ice cellar is over, but the battle on the ground continues.
This year's free day was really crazy. It took four hours to finish.
It is said that Chu Zihang was like a god of war, fighting Caesar alone, and at the cost of being stabbed in the abdomen, he beat Caesar unconscious.
Despite being injured, Chu Zihang led the members of the Lionheart Club to deal with the entire student union.
I guess they are fighting with the freshman fraternity now.
"Senior brother is such a good person." Han Qiu couldn't help but sigh.
"Are you reluctant to leave the academy?" Mr. Han chuckled.
"Not really. I left the academy so that good people like my brother could have a good ending."
"Then don't you want Finkel to have a good ending?" Mr. Han asked.
Finger...
Han Qiu didn't know how to judge people like Finkel, including Angers, he didn't know how to evaluate him.
"What exactly does the Ice Sea Fragments record?" Han Qiu wanted to know.
But the Green-faced Beast is not very good, and many things are not written clearly.
We can only place our hopes on Mr. Han.
"How can I put it?" Mr. Han said sadly, "A captain made a fatal mistake and lost his beloved and friend."
"EVA?"
"Ah."
"She's dead?"
"It is."
"If you say 'sort of', then he should still be able to be saved, right?" Han Qiu seemed to have found a breakthrough.
"Maybe one day in the future, you can give it a try, but it's really difficult, so difficult that even Finkel can't do anything, and the secret party doesn't even dare to salvage it."
"They think I'm a dragon." Han Qiu smiled calmly, "If a hybrid can't do it, a dragon should be able to do it, right?"
"It's also difficult."
"You've said it's difficult. How can anything be easy?" Han Qiu looked at the ceiling.
What is easy?
Even sleeping is difficult. How many people’s sorrows are hidden in this academy that is under fire from all over the world.
Han Qiu turned over and closed his eyes.
Maybe I should take some time to visit the Greenland Sea.
Maybe I should go find the 'Prince'.
There are so many mysteries, so many that even Mr. Han, who knows everything, is helpless.
"I really want to talk to Fingel." Han Qiu still couldn't sleep. "Why are these people so interesting?"
"Interesting?" Mr. Han was puzzled by the description.
"Yeah, it's interesting."
……
"Do you want to continue?" Su Si supported Chu Zihang.
Be it worry or heartache.
This is just a day of freedom, not a battlefield.
"Your body..."
Chu Zihang raised his hand to interrupt Su Qian, his lips trembling: "It's okay... It's just a minor injury."
Minor injury? Dick Tuduo almost pierced Chu Zihang's abdomen.
And there is Zero. What kind of power is hidden in this Russian girl's body that she could actually injure Chu Zihang in a one-on-one fight.
"The investigation team will arrive tomorrow. If anything happens to me, Lionheart will be handed over to you." Chu Zihang seemed to be making arrangements for his last wishes.
After all, even Murasame was a little unsure.
"You'll be fine." Susie said confidently, "After the investigation team leaves, we can have a midnight snack together one night."
"Is this an agreement?" Chu Zihang smiled faintly.
Susie rarely saw Chu Zihang smile, and suddenly she could no longer hear the gunshots.
"Yes."
A bullet shot towards Susie from a high point.
Qi Lan didn't plan to deal with Chu Zihang first, as he wanted to leave Chu Zihang to Lu Mingfei.
However, Murasame drew a trajectory and the bullet was cut off by the sword.
"Be prepared to lead the Lionheart Society and admit defeat." Chu Zihang said.
He walked towards Lu Mingfei with unsteady steps.
Everyone stopped shooting, giving the man the duel he wanted.
Lu Mingfei was pushed out by the club members. He rushed forward and tried to support Chu Zihang.
"Stand still and wait for me." Chu Zihang said.
Lu Mingfei stood there in a daze.
Everyone is so nice, but it seems like everyone is slowly moving away.
Old Tang is, and so is my senior brother.
Why did the investigation team come?
"Senior brother."
Chu Zihang stood in front of Lu Mingfei.
Murasame slid down, and before he could say a word, he collapsed to the ground.
However, Manstein was not in a hurry to send the emergency personnel forward, as Angers needed the seriously injured Chu Zihang.
Only a weak Chu Zihang can wash the blood better.
Susie gave the order: "All members of the Lionheart Society, put down your guns."
"Let's give up." She closed her eyes.
"Admit defeat."
"Admit defeat."
That is the Lionheart Club composed of lions. Victory is enough to make them crazy. Even without Chu Zihang, in their current state, they can compete with the Freshman Fraternity.
But they obeyed the will of the president.
There are things more important than winning.
"The winner of Freedom Day is the Freshman Mixer. The winner is Lu Mingfei."
The words on the radio hurt Lu Mingfei's heart.
The people in the Freshman Fraternity were cheering, the people in the Student Union were grieving, and the entire Lionheart Club left in disgrace.
Many people don’t know, but some people can vaguely guess it.
As for Lu Mingfei, he, like everyone in the Lionheart Society, knew clearly and understood.
Drops of water fell on my face. Has the college’s fire-fighting system been turned on again?
He looked up at the sky and saw thin filaments falling from the clouds.
It turned out to be raining.
Manstein directed the medical staff to provide treatment. During this one-day free day, there were many casualties.
They were real wounded, not the kind that were shot by Frigga's bullet.
'Discipline' once again enveloped the academy.
The members of the freshman social club rushed over and lifted Lu Mingfei high.
So, why don’t people care about winning? Lu Mingfei thought.
Because the Lionheart Club is fighting with the Student Union and is no longer able to fight the Freshman Fraternity?
No, because of senior brother, this is the victory that senior brother gave to Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei recalled what his senior brother had said two months ago: Happy birthday.
This is a gift, a make-up birthday present.
Chu Zihang was carried away on a stretcher. Susie came over, picked up Murasame and wiped it clean.
The girl held Murasame in her arms and ran towards the Lionheart Society office in the rain.
The rain was getting heavier, and the college looked even more messy in the pouring rain.
At a window of the women's dormitory building, Xia Mi was wearing the cheerleading uniform she had prepared to welcome the investigation team tomorrow.
She stared at the rain, looked at the battlefield, and smiled tiredly.
She didn't see the first half, and she couldn't bear to blink during the second half.
That boy still likes to act cool alone. Look at him, stumbling towards the freshman social gathering alone. He is so similar to the boy who played basketball alone and walked alone on the campus boulevard.
He is still lonely...
She picked up the umbrella.