[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

The "History of the Founding of Pengoilei", which has been extolled by later generations, records many people who made outstanding contributions to Pengoilei at that time.

They have different identities, including nobles, kings, soldiers, and religious professionals.

With different purposes and the same belief, they created the legend of the Mafia world together with the first-generation leader.

Their names were crowned with the supreme glory of Vongola and flourished for a hundred years.

Yet a chapter of this founding history is devoted to an unnamed man.

There is only a sentence written by the first generation leader of Peng Gelie on it:

[Remember this, a young man who is willing to die. 】

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The flames of war between the two mafia families soon swept across the whole of Italy. As the front line of the conflict, the smoke and flames of war in Sicily were extremely thick.

The Michelangeso family, which has long stood at the top of the mafia circle, did not underestimate the newly established Vengley, and almost used all their strength to suppress it. Even the government and the aristocracy had to remain silent.

In order to show his determination to win Vongola, Carlo Michelangeso brought the special flame user Joyce Alley to the Sicilian front branch to take command, and the situation was overwhelming.

Facing the overwhelming numerical advantage of the hostile family, Pengelie devoted all his troops to fight. The guardians led their personal guards to lead the troops, and even the youngest Lan Bao was sent to the front line.

Simon, Gabrielone and other allied families also moved with Pengo Lie, and refused to give in to Michelangeso.

Pengelie's headquarters was busier than usual, and the guardians went into battle in person, so there were more things to deal with in the rear.

In order to facilitate the transmission of information, my desk was also moved to the office, and there were busy figures shuttling back and forth, some successful and some unsuccessful.

Looking at the document, I frowned and thought seriously from time to time, and the sound of the quill pen rubbing against the paper was endless.

I went over and poured a cup of coffee and handed it to him:

"Take a little rest, my dear brother."

"...Thank you, I'm fine."

He took a sip of the coffee and responded with a gentle smile, "A message from Yuyue said that Michelangeso's island supply factory has been captured."

"That's great."

"...However," he paused, and smiled, "there were heavy casualties."

"..."

Sighing helplessly, I understand what I am worried about.

Michelan Jesso is far stronger than Vengley in terms of numbers and supplies. If it was 3:1 at the beginning of the war, I am afraid it will be 5:1 now.

Although the Vengley box has been put into use, it is still a last stand.

The situation is not optimistic.

Folding his hands, his golden-red pupils were unavoidably dim.

"However, according to this situation, the day after tomorrow... this week at the latest, the winner will be determined."

"Hey, don't worry, my dear brother."

I wrapped my arms around his neck from behind, trying to give him a little sense of security, "Don't forget, you still have us."

"...may God be with us."

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As expected, after just a few days, we ushered in the final battle.

Michelangeso's patience for a protracted war has long been running out, and Vongola's manpower and material resources are also gradually depleted. Both sides are exhausted by this grand battle. For the benefit of the fisherman, the leaders of the two families chose to win or lose in a round with a tacit understanding.

Due to the difference in numbers, it was decided to launch a surprise attack at dawn, and all Guardians returned to Vengley's headquarters to spend this life-and-death night together.

That night, everyone gathered in the conference room to discuss for a long time, and finally decided:

A team of Sunny-attributed Naker and Thunder-attributed Rambo, together with Gabrielone, will serve as the vanguard to destroy the enemy's frontline troops as much as possible.

G of the Lan attribute and Yuyue of the rain attribute are in a group, responsible for encircling from behind and supporting Qinglei's team.

Arnold of the cloud attribute and Spedo of the fog attribute are in charge of sneaking into the interior to wreak havoc and carry out raids.

The Dakong attribute took advantage of the confusion and went directly to Carlo Michelangeso, king to king.

Vengley is better at attacking than defending.

However, the attitude when finalizing my task was extremely reluctant:

"Keep more people to ensure Melansa's safety..."

"unnecessary."

Before I finished speaking, I interrupted, "I can do it by myself."

"...At least leave your bodyguard behind."

"The frontline manpower is already insufficient, so there is no need to waste it on me."

The chief lord who has been silent has looked at me for a long time, his ice-blue phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously:

"I leave half of my people to you."

"But sir..."

"Don't make me repeat it a second time." The voice dropped suddenly.

The sudden silence made people feel a little tight in the chest, and I couldn't help the Chief Sir, so I had no choice but to respond silently.

Guarding Vengley's headquarters is my task.

I have to admit that this is a safe and dangerous task. You don't have to go to the front line to face the hail of bullets, but in the eyes of the enemy, it is a target of public criticism.

If Carlo really sends a large number of people to attack, I and everyone guarding here will not end well.

To put it bluntly, this is a target.

Thinking that there would be silence, there was a short knock on the door, and Talbo handed over the rush-made pocket watch. He took a deep breath and handed out the pocket watch with a smile.

The pocket watch is driven by flames, and when everyone opens the cover, the hands emit a magnificent flame.

Engraved on the lid are words that I will remember all my life:

【Oath of friendship forever】

The sun in the distance showed a little, and it was dawn.

……

Everyone has gone to the front line, and the sudden silence of the headquarters made me a little uncomfortable.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the conference room, he turned his head and saw Talbo leaning against the door.

"Mr. Great Gold Engraver, shouldn't you support Simon Cozart?"

"Before that, I have something to say to you."

"what?"

The atmosphere was not quite right, although he still looked like a playboy.

"Michelan Jesso's Mare Ring and Pengo Lie Ring are rare Transcendent A Grade rings, and these rings were brought directly or indirectly by special flame users, which makes me doubt you relationship with Joyce."

"..."

"I also mentioned it to you, but he chose to believe you in the end. I believe it, so I don't intend to ask you what your purpose is, I just want to make sure."

He suddenly paused, with a rare seriousness on his face:

"What would you do if you really lost?"

I looked at him for a long time, and answered without hesitation the moment I passed by——

"If you can't win, then die."

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d. Spedo had never been so irritable.

He prided himself on being romantic, and even when killing people, he had to pay attention to beauty, but almost all the people who died under the scythe and magic mirror today were torn to pieces.

The hem of the neat and straight military uniform was stained with blood at some point, and Spedo's sea-blue eyes dimmed.

Apart from the fact that the chief of the Intelligence Department, who was always against him, was not in a good mood, which made him gratified, he was full of thoughts about a quick victory.

That harmless idiot Dakong is still burning for the so-called justice, if it can end sooner, help him...

Thinking of this, Spedo tilted his head, narrowly dodging the attacker's bullet.

Immediately, the sneak attacker was shot in the head by the chief lord.

"If you have time to think about it, it's better to hurry up."

"Kofurfur~~~ Aren't you worried about little Melanza?"

"His life is mine."

The scorching purple flames on the handcuffs made members of the rival family flinch back.

There was no emotion in Arnold's ice-blue phoenix eyes, he glanced at Spedo very lightly, and said firmly:

"He can only be killed by handcuffs."

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The indigo flames on the two rings, the Horn of Sin and the Emblem of Satan, kept beating, and finally extinguished after flickering a few times.

I sighed and observed a moment of silence to the white flames that bloomed on my pocket watch.

The people Arnold left me... all gone.

The door of the meeting room was opened, and the military boots made a stereotyped click on the floor:

"I kept you waiting, Melanza."

"Not too long."

After closing the pocket watch and putting it away, I turned around and smiled at Joyce, "At least it's faster than I expected."

"I have to admit that the gentleman's people are really difficult."

Joyce adjusted his glasses, and the black thorny chains floated around him like vines.

The ring of Mare on the middle finger of his right hand was burning with a pure white flame, and the sound of his breathing had disappeared.

"Next, it's our time."

Before the words fell, the two of us disappeared at the same time, and disappeared after a few moves in the air.

The ability of teleportation was exerted to the limit, and the transparent flame waves formed by the vibration of the air collided with each other to cancel it out, and the explosion shattered the stone pillars supporting the house.

Joyce attacked while I dodged the falling rubble, tangled chains of black and white spikes.

I couldn't dodge in time, and a few pieces of wood stuck on my forearm. I hid behind the pillar and pulled out the pieces violently, but there was no bleeding.

Teleport to his side again, use space distortion to place transparent bubbles around, and quickly distanced:

"It's over... empty bubbles!"

At the moment of the detonation, I found myself at the center of the explosion, with a white light in front of my eyes.

With a pale face, Joyce took off his cracked glasses, narrowed his light gray eyes and looked ahead:

"You forgot, I can also switch positions... This is the end."

"what--!!!"

……

…………

The sound of the explosion buzzed in his ears, he staggered back a few steps, and suddenly stood still.

A huge white ball of light in the ruins flickered like a meteor and disappeared.

The frail young man who should have been blown up to nothing was left sitting there intact at this moment, with his fingers covering his heart, the pure white flame that bloomed from Vongola's ring gradually extinguished.

He panted heavily, coughed for a long time, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the redness around his injured waist slowly soaked the white shirt.

"...Negative Energy Wormhole Absolute Defense..."

"This is impossible……"

Joyce's voice trembled, "How could you..."

"I punched the wormhole into my body, and used the negative energy of the curse to neutralize the energy field that stabilized the wormhole. Unexpectedly, I hit it right..."

"...Even if there is a curse, you are risking your life by doing so!"

"I know, but I can't die..."

The young man stood up slowly, raised his hand and brought the ring to his lips and kissed it. The blood-stained ring on the corner of his lips burst into flames again:

"A lot of times, my half-baked conjurer is weak, but as long as I think of them, when I think of Vongola... I will become very strong."

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In the all-out war in Sicily, although the Michelangeso family had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, the leader of Vengley and several guardians brought the situation back with outstanding performance.

On that day, Sicily was filled with gunpowder and smoke, the sound of guns pierced the sky, and blood stained the entire sunset.

The war ended in Vengley's victory when flares of flame rose around Palermo.

And the last thing I saw was—

When Joyce fell, the black spiked chain pierced my chest.