His Royal Highness System

Chapter 527 515. The End of the Battle
After finishing speaking, Feng Qianchen let go of his hand, and as soon as he turned around, the vampirization was lifted.His appearance returns to normal, and his ability values ​​are also in the human domain.The murderous intent boiling in his heart slowly subsided.

Huh──Feng Qianchen was sweating coldly and took a breath.Feeling that the price of great power is the self being swallowed, Feng Qianchen doesn't like to transform into a vampire posture very much.

"...I can't understand it."

There was a stiff voice from behind.

The rush of blue flames caused by mana, and the freezing of space caused by Anima, after the pressure dissipated, Jin who finally calmed down a little showed a somewhat displeased expression.

"Are you really planning to raise Merida Angel to be the strongest fighter...

You are obviously Lan Kanthrop.After that little girl grows up, you might be the one who gets hunted down! "

"I'll be happy to offer the head when the time comes..."

Feng Qianchen replied in a calm voice, picking up the black knife and scabbard that had fallen on the floor.

Will she, who has grown up, kill me sooner or later; or will I abandon her before then?No matter what the ending is, I will accept it.because-
"That's my Assassin's Pride."

Feng Qianchen turned his head gently, making such assertion with a smile.

"Hey, let me see...

In this way, the terrorist activities of the Dawn Troupe targeting the Cardinals School Parish were prevented before it happened, and all the troops except the captain were punished. After the ghost Chimera collected meat slices as samples, it was completely eliminated.Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations..."

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The man raised his head from the report in front of him, and exhaled the smoke of his cigarette with a "puff".

"Really, that guy... actually used the power of a vampire without applying. Obviously, there are a bunch of strange guys on our team, and the position is at stake! Again~ am I going to be scolded?"

The man scratched his long hair roughly, stuffed a cigarette into the ashtray on the table and extinguished it.

It was the headquarters of the cavalry regiment he commanded.

Looking at it from the side, it is a room with a rather strange structure.

A mosaic-like table, and two sofas facing each other. Speaking of furniture, there is only one slender vase.Inside the vase are blue roses that should not exist in nature.

There are thick velvet curtains hanging down all around, not to mention the walls, and even the entrance and exit are unknown.

A strange space completely cut off from the outside world, regardless of light or sound──
Although the location is Flanders St. King's Quarter, little is known where their headquarters is actually located, or which way to go to get to this room.

The man picked up a few pieces of parchment and handed them to the person sitting on the sofa across the table.

"So, what would you think about this report? ── Braque Madiya..."

There sat a petite figure all in black.

A black military uniform covering his thin body.If the shoes are black, the gloves are of course also black.Moreover, he lowered the black hat and pulled up the black collar.

As if to completely suppress his own existence, of course he didn't answer the man's question aloud.

Instead, he wrote notes.White ink smoothly embellishes the text on the black notepad.

"He's lying."

"Oh... why do you think so?"

While confirming the man's reaction, the man in black wrote down the notes for him to read, and then wrote them again for him to read; repeating this action.

"This incident cannot be explained by purely terrorist activities."

"And why did the Dawn Corps go to the school parish?"

"Why did Lord Mould evacuate the troops in advance?"

"And why did he break into the enemy's lair alone?"

Crack, crack, crack, the torn black notes piled up on the table sentence by sentence.

"His report seems plausible at first glance, but—"

"Because of this, there are a lot of clips that fit so unnaturally."

"It's just like the plot that the script writer tried desperately to come up with."

"In other words, did that guy violate the mission...Although it's a bit unbelievable."

The man in black stared at the man stroking his beard, and tilted his head as if thinking for a while.

The fluently written note was handed out with a girlish gesture.

"About this matter, what did Sir Mould say?"

"He said he didn't know.

Really, everyone is like this... It turns out that the truth seems to have to be discovered by oneself-that's why I came to you today, Braque Madiya. "

The man in black tilted his head in the opposite direction in surprise, she would not write unnecessary things.

The man took out the paper bag kept under the table and casually threw it on the table.After the man in black who took the paper bag confirmed the contents, he showed a slightly surprised breath from under the hat.

Although invisible from the man's point of view, the paper bag contained a complete set of schoolgirl uniforms.

"I want to give you a new task. St. Friederswald Women's College holds an exchange meeting with sister schools every year from the first semester to the second semester.

That is to say, female students from other schools whose faces and names are unknown will enter the sanctuary in large numbers.

You should take advantage of that opportunity to sneak into the same academy, get in touch with the person involved, Merida Angel, and her tutor Feng Qianchen, and find out what they are hiding──Don’t worry, this is undoubtedly a very suitable job for you . "

The man in black, who couldn't see his true face, froze like a puppet on the sofa for a long time.

After that, she hugged the paper bag tightly once, then stood up.A hand holds black notes.

"If he's 'guilty', can he do it? "

"...You are really young, who do you resemble?"

"It was you who raised us like this."

"We "White Night" are always looking for an opponent who can fight with all their strength. "

The man in black put down the last note, turned and left holding the paper bag like a baby.She will pass through the door in this room somewhere, and go to the outside world──go to his side.

The man who watched her leave breathed out the cigarette smoke in a big mouth, and turned his face back to the front...

"...Let's tidy up before leaving. Everyone on our team is really like this──"

The man looked at the table covered with ominous black notes, and his shoulders dropped in boredom.

In the middle of the table is a piece of words left by the man in black at some unknown time.

"It seems that there will be a happy carnival in the future."

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There are several fireworks in the sky.The sky is always dark, but tonight there are seven-color flames to add color.

The orchestra played cheerful music, the vendors everywhere were filled with the smell of food, and the air was so strong that it seemed to smell nauseating.

You can see couples walking hand in hand, young siblings wandering around with sparkling eyes, and family members watching them with warm eyes──
Is it such a beautiful thing to have one's own place in the festival?

Feng Qianchen was very moved.In the flashing and dancing light, as if he was about to lose himself, the voice of dissatisfaction coming from before his eyes pulled his consciousness back to reality.

"I can not accept!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)