TTW Chapter 186: Disappointed (Patreon)

"What happened?" Chu Zihang muttered, also bewildered. The oncoming killing intent made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Lin Yi and Lu Mingfei were like two indescribable chess pieces that suddenly broke into the game between the black and white twins, instantly changing the battle situation.

"How did you two get in here!" Caesar didn't care about the current situation. The appearance of the two disrupted his long-awaited duel with Chu Zihang. He raised his hand and shouted, "Those who are irrelevant, get out!"

Bang!

Before his words fell, a large-caliber bullet hit Caesar's chest. He staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing!" Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank again. Another life passed before his eyes, even if it was just a stranger.

"I don't like his tone," Lin Yi said slowly, his eyes extremely indifferent.

"Alright, the game is over, I can admit defeat." Chu Zihang sighed and helplessly spread his hands. The moment Lin Yi fired without hesitation, he understood that the real danger was not Lu Mingfei, who was showing killing intent, but this man.

"Sorry, this performance might require you to try harder." Lin Yi smirked coldly. Under Lu Mingfei's gaze, he slowly raised the gun, pulled the trigger. Whether it was an illusion or not, Lu Mingfei saw everything clearly, every detail, every movement, like a slow-motion scene in a movie.

Bang!

"Don't!" For some reason, Lu Mingfei extended his hand, trying to stop something. He roared, but it was too late. The bullet whistled out of the chamber, instantly piercing Chu Zihang's chest, and a large splash of blood burst out.

"I…" Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, but his voice got choked in his throat. He was trembling, he was hesitating, he was not without the ability to resist. Not far from his feet lay an M4 rifle.

"Kill him!" A resolute voice suddenly echoed in his mind, as if a king was ordering his subordinates. A flash of bloodthirstiness appeared in his eyes. With a swift roll, he picked up the M4 rifle. His skeleton operated with mechanical precision, the dark muzzle lifted, the spring pulled back, and the crisp sound of a bullet sliding into the chamber was heard. His finger tightened on the trigger, the mechanical parts of the entire gun had already integrated with his skeleton, locking onto Lin Yi's position.

Lin Yi is not good at firearms, but at this moment, the firearms in Lu Mingfei's hands have truly put pressure on him.

It's as if every shot has been precisely calculated. The firepower forms a network that covers him, even preemptively predicting where he could dodge.

This makes him dodge in a rather awkward manner.

However, Lu Mingfei also knows that he can't defeat Lin Yi with just firearms. With courage from an unknown source, he throws away the firearms in his hands.

Or rather, the person standing here now is not Lu Mingfei.

It's a dragon named Lu Mingfei.

He slowly walks toward Chu Zihang's 'corpse' and picks up the demonic sword, Murasama.

"Hmph..." Lin Yi gives a playful smile, throws his sniper rifle on the ground, and in a flip of his hand, he holds a military dagger. The dagger reflects sunlight, bright enough to be dazzling. However, in front of that demonic sword, it looks somewhat inferior.

This dagger is also his 'war trophy,' found on Susie.

"You will pay the price for all you've done," says Lu Mingfei as he slowly lifts the demonic sword, Murasame. As he says this, he lunges forward like a razor-sharp arrow, as if he's been waiting for this moment, like a hawk launching an attack on its prey. He slashes down, shouting loudly, as if thundering. The speed is so fast that the average human eye can't clearly differentiate between his arm and the blade. The killing intent is strong; this slash is aimed to take Lin Yi's life.

Sharp, forceful, and deadly? But it's still not enough. Lin Yi is somewhat disappointed. It seems that with Lu Mingfei's own potential, he can only go so far. Lin Yi twirls the dagger in his hand and meets the blade at an oblique angle.

Clang!

With a perfect curve, the dagger meets the demonic sword. Lu Mingfei only feels a tremor in his wrist; the great force transmitted makes it hard to hold onto his weapon. His entire body leans to one side, nearly falling over. He turns around to find the sharp edge of the dagger already pressed against his throat.

The 'sharp' blade lightly brushes against his neck, leaving a red mark.

Lu Mingfei suddenly feels dizzy and can't stand steady. His consciousness comes back at this moment.

"Am I going to die?"

"What are you joking about, killing?" Lin Yi curiously shrugs, shaking his head and saying, "Even if this is Dragon Slayer Academy, killing someone is still legally accountable."

Before Lu Mingfei could continue to speak, a forceful march played through the loudspeaker, causing him to close his open mouth. The long-silent campus radio seemed to have just woken up, inappropriately blaring to life.

On the west side of the campus, the door of a building with a sign that read "Executive Department" suddenly opened. Doctors and nurses poured out, carrying briefcases with emblems on them. Lu Mingfei stared blankly as the doctors pulled out syringes to inject the corpses, not daring to say a word. A small old man with thin, round, wire-frame glasses and a bald, shiny head covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. He walked toward Lu Mingfei, sighing and frowning. Passing walls full of bullet marks, his sighs became even more poignant. It seemed that he didn't care how many people had died, but was distressed about the loss.

"...You look like a freshman? Or are you here to tour the campus?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he noticed something was off about Lu Mingfei.

"What nonsense!" He hurriedly took medicine out of his briefcase, not giving Lu Mingfei a chance to speak. Lu Mingfei wanted to say that the person next to him had killed many people.

However, a large amount of Freyja bullet powder had somewhat impaired his senses, making it hard for him to speak.

"We are freshmen. We saw them having so much fun and decided to join in," Lin Yi took over, speaking casually and putting away his dagger.

Only then did Lu Mingfei realize that he had misunderstood something.

"I am from the Disciplinary Committee! Professor Manstein!" The old man looked disdainful, "Go away! Students these days! Instead of prioritizing their studies, they participate in these pointless games! Is it fun? Is it fun?" Growing angry, he pointed at the buildings covered with bullet holes. "All of this is money, all of it is money!"