School District 7.

A tall building without doors and windows stands quietly in the center of the Seventh School District. The square building can't see any traces left during its manufacturing. The building is as if it were made at one time, with only soft light spots slowly flashing at the top of the building, making it hard to think about what role this building plays.

This is the official residence of Yaresta Crowley, the president of the board of directors and the real power control of the school city.

Today, a familiar guest was welcomed in front of this windowless building.

Qing Palace slowly raised his head, looked at the huge building above his head that was covered with sunlight, and couldn't help but sigh.

I came here again.

Not in the mood to say anything, Qinggong shook his head and snapped his fingers casually. The next moment, the girl with long red hair appeared out of nowhere, with a slight complexity in her eyes looking at him.

Taste of the Taki.

Since joining the ‘group’, her ability to tie the bid has been corrected and completed through the ‘group’ special device, allowing her to finally use her abilities freely. After that, she returned to the windowless building as a ‘passer-leader’.

Too lazy to say anything to Jiebiao, Qinggong waved his hand, and then stood quietly in place and half closed his eyes. Seeing this scene, Jiebiao narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed.

The next moment, the space suddenly fluctuated.

When Qing Gong opened his eyes again, the environment around him suddenly became a familiar scene again, and the only object in front of him with a faint light was the blood-colored test tube where the chairman lived.

"You finally came to see me." As if you felt the arrival of the Qing Palace, the 'human' in the test tube let out an unknown chuckling. The gentle voice with a faint mechanical sound slowly rang in the empty darkness. "If you say so, have you decided to go?"

"That's right." Qing Gong looked at the 'human' in front of him who had lived for no reason for how long he had lived. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then whispered, "I'll go."

"Do you know what you will face if you go?" Yaresta opened his eyes slightly, with a strange color in his eyes, and the mechanical sound brought out echoes in the empty environment.

"It was probably the siege of the Roman Orthodox Church." Qing Palace smiled indifferently, "Maybe they will encounter the right seat of God, who knows."

"As far as I know that, do you still have to insist on going?" Yaresta said lightly, "As far as I know, there are several Anbus in the Academy City that are ready to move now. In this case, are you sure you don't stay in the Academy City?"

"Youji believed them enough." Qing Gong cursed in his heart, but he still said calmly, "I think there shouldn't be any Antetokounmeng in the Academy City yet to attack Owlet."

"If you go there, you may be in a state of isolation." Yaresta said leisurely, "Are you ready?"

"Since it's so dangerous, I won't go." Seeing this, Qing Gong curled his lips slightly and said simply, "Goodbye, Chairman."

"Ah?" Even Yaresta's brain circuit was slightly stunned by the Qing Palace's words, and then chuckled, "It seems that he is quite confident."

"It's just a joke, Lord Chairman." Qing Gong turned his head, and a light golden light flashed in his eyes. "You know, there are some things I don't want to do if I don't want to do."

"The war will come sooner or later." Qing Palace turned around, "It is better to take the initiative to provoke it instead of waiting passively for the beginning of the war. Isn't this idea exactly the same as the people in the Council?"

"But I'm not going to provoke a war." Qing Gong turned his head, grinned, and showed his white teeth, "It's good for you and me to destroy that thing, isn't it?"

Yaresta just looked at Qing Palace quietly, and their eyes burst out with a ray of light that looked like substance in the darkness, and then they dimmed.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Yaresta said calmly, "But don't forget what you represent now."

"I understand." Qing Gong's mouth curled up slightly, "And, I believe..."

"The college city will also give me some assistance."

......

"You...!" Looking at the old man who fell in front of him and the cold-faced Tuyumen, Kamijo suddenly widened his eyes.

I met by chance before, and the old lady who claimed to be the middle-aged man in the boat fell directly under the gun of Tuyumen.

Shangyou's brain was blank.

Just now, when Katsujo came out to find Indyx, he accidentally met this old lady. After telling him about the situation in the world today, before Katsujo could react, Tujimen suddenly appeared and shot her down.

Although the communication method that the old lady who claimed to be the middle-aged man in the boat at the beginning made Katsujo a little disgusted, as the conversation was held, Katsujo gradually discovered that the old lady's wise and calm remarks gradually infected him, making him unable to help but admire her. But before he could figure out everything, Tuyumen appeared.

"You bastard!" Looking at the old man who was lying on the ground and the pool of dark red blood slowly spreading out on the ground, Shangbiao's eyes turned red. He roared wildly, rushed forward, kicked Tu Yumen's face heavily, kicked him away directly, and hit the wall heavily, but he just frowned and said nothing.

"Don't... don't blame him." Just as Katsujo's anger surged and wanted to take further measures against Tuyumen, the weak voice behind him stopped. Katsujo turned his head and happened to see the kissing boat slowly opening his eyes. Although the sound was weak, the eyes cast from her eyes were still full of calmness and wisdom.

"The incident of my private search for you is contrary to the overall wish of the General Council." The boat said softly at the middle of the boat. Because of the blood loss, her face became paler. "If you don't use this method, you may be implicated."

"They hope to intensify the war." A hint of sentiment flashed in the old man's eyes, "and destroy another scientific organization called religion represented by the Roman Orthodox Church."

Kamijo hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and squatted beside the old man. He knew that the "scientific organization" that the old man mentioned was actually a magical force, but this was not the time to correct this.

"I have to stop this stupid behavior that intensifies the war." The old man sighed, "so I have to contact... people who can really change and break the situation right now."

"You mean...me?" The pupils of the upper pupil shrank slightly.

"Actually there is another person." The old man smiled weakly, "But it seems that I don't need to take the initiative to contact him."

"Hmm?" Shangjoo was slightly stunned, but then he turned around with some feeling and happened to meet a pair of light golden eyes.

A pair of hands gently stroked the old man's head. Then, with a faint golden light flowing, the old man's originally painful face became much more relaxed, and a hint of softness appeared in his eyes.

"Don't worry." Looking at the old man's gaze, Qinggong whispered, "No matter you or the teacher of the boat, we will not let you have any trouble."

"As for the next thing, let us leave it."
Chapter completed!