In mid-to-late July, Kassel College is still a summer vacation period.

The sun shines into the canteen lobby, and the marble floor that can be seen by people is folded into a golden light.

The canteen hall, which had been silent for dozens of days, became lively again. Students wearing summer school uniforms came in and out, and everyone carried weapons, as if the Knights Hall was crowded in the medieval world.

The current situation is special. A few days ago, the School Affairs Office issued a notice to Kassel students all over the world, requiring A-level students to end their holidays and return to school early.

If students are in an ordinary college, they will most likely be furious and overturn the table on the spot when they are notified by the school to return to school early.

But Kassel is a paramilitary academy. Whenever war approaches, all high-rated students should return to their posts in advance and prepare for battle.

It's lunch time now, and the table with the best position has been occupied by Zero and Xiziyue early on. At present, Kassel's yin is strong and yang is weak. I believe that in such an environment, even if Brother Sun can't beat a woman, it will definitely not be embarrassing.

After returning from her boss, she and Ling were on standby, ready to accept orders from both superiors...

Speaking of which, Xiziyue felt that the political component was more and more complicated and could be mixed with multiple forces. This should be put in the environment of party elections and ensured that it is a good material.

The student union's special car suddenly braked at the entrance of the restaurant. The second-in-command of the student union, Isabel, quickly got out of the car and rushed to Zero.

"Chairman! Are you okay?" She saw Jade Zero's wrist put on plaster and quickly asked about her well-being, as if she had seen the seedlings she had worked hard to raise were setbacks.

"I'm fine. I just participated in a secret operation a few days ago." Zero calmly pulled the rice spoon and let Isabel turn around beside her.

"Oh my God, you are so brave. You are so brave. You are leading by example." Isabel was moved, and he cried bitterly with a large number of students behind him. The scene was particularly touching.

This canteen is getting more and more lively.

This is a baroque dining hall that can accommodate 1,000 people, and it is not an exaggeration to say it is a Knights Hall.

Usually, the Student Union and the Lionheart have their own stations, and both sides rarely go to the territory of hostile forces... Except for the canteen, this is an eternal neutral area. It is said that no one can make mistakes in agriculture.

, because the person who made the mistake was gone.

In other words, this place was suddenly deemed to be a rest area under the current situation, and the Van Gelf teaching building is opposite and receives instructions from above at any time.

At present, the school elites in Kassel are gathered together to exchange information with each other.

"This is the first time that A-level students were called up during the summer vacation, right?" A student union cadre asked.

"It is said that it is the Black Rose Cult. During this period, the Executive Department has successively broken through their positions, and many large families with profound backgrounds have been raided, which can be said to be uprooted." Someone answered.

"Multiple families with profound backgrounds? Do the executive department really dare to take action? Are you not afraid of revenge afterwards?"

"There are eight major school directors behind Kassel. That is the real power faction, not to mention the veterans hidden behind the scenes. After they learned that these families secretly sent funds to the Black Rose Cultivation Group, they must be angry.

It's wrong."

"No wonder there are a few classmates who suddenly can't contact them recently..."

"Don't worry, the so-called uprooting of the family is not a whole family, but just a killing of the main culprit and giving a warning to him. This political method is clear."

In the cafeteria like the Knights Hall, many people were whispering, the tense and exciting atmosphere spread like a plague, and there was an inexplicable sense of excitement.

Just like the young people from all over Europe before World War I, they smelled the exciting atmosphere of war... But when the war really started, they couldn't get excited.

Xiziyue and Ling looked at each other, and both sides knew the truth.

Compared with criminal mixed-race organizations, it is obvious that furious matters are more important, and this is the main reason why they gather here.

"Is there only one A-level student Kassel is studying?" Xiziyue looked around and always felt that the number of people was more than expected.

"Generally speaking, the school has an average of 360 new students entering the school every year, with the number of A-level students ranging from 3 to 11, but in recent years, the number of students enrolled in schools has indeed decreased a bit," Zero said.

"Didn't Charlotte come?" Xiziyue looked around and did not find the familiar and dazzling blonde hair.

"She is a school director and can't be considered an ordinary student... Are you worried that her family will also be on the annihilation list?"

"This is unlikely, right? As a school director, he actually gained an enemy, so he shouldn't be so outrageous, right?" Xiziyue was puzzled.

“According to Murphy’s law, when you think this is impossible to be so outrageous, it often goes in this outrageous direction.”

Zero said this, there was a mysterious and unlucky thing. If Charlotte was present, the two of them would inevitably have another bloody storm.

"Grel didn't come either." Nishiziyue said softly again.

Grel was also not found in the cafeteria. As a B-level student, she should have to return to school.

"You, care more about yourself occasionally." Zero suddenly sighed.

After being mentioned like this, Nishiziyue also realized that she might have been too sensitive recently.

Speaking of which, the Balkans were like this on the eve of World War I that year, right? The breath of gunpowder was everywhere, and a little bit of Mars could detonate the entire world war.

"There is still a familiar face that has not come." Zero looked around, as if he had discovered something.

"Who?"

"Qilan."

"Who?"

"A Indian with excellent bloodline, Yan Ling is a prophet, his position is the chairman of the Freshman Association, and I am a professional, this year's Big Five."

"Wait! I'm already a senior, can I still be the chairman of the freshman association?"

"Theoretically, everyone can do this position, but it's rare that you still stay in this position and don't leave." Zero thought, "This person loves to show up in public and attend various places.

Social activities, actively attract new people.”

"Maybe I want to develop my own small group through this position." Isabel, who was standing next to me, interjected.

"That's right, the school is a place suitable for development. After graduation, many people still like to be called by their superiors or colleagues as positions in the school." Zero nodded.

Xiziyue sounds very familiar.

It’s like Angers is the principal, but he is also the marshal of the Dragon Slaying Army, and the chairman also likes to call himself the principal...

Xiziyue quickly kicked this evil Lenovo out of her brain, and her whole body was cold.

"What's wrong with you?" Zero saw Xiziyue trembling all over.

"It's nothing, it's just a homesick feeling... Well, thinking of the jokes in my hometown is also a kind of homesick feeling."

Xiziyue looked back at the sky outside the distant window for no reason, and always felt that when they were so idle, some major events were taking place in other corners of the world.

......

......

At the same time, far away on the other side of the earth, India.

The night covers New Delhi. Modern tall buildings, colorful religious buildings, and distorted slums are all integrated into the night of tonight, and demons are rampant under the moonlight.

In the dark path, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded.

An Indian man wearing a black suit and brown skin was fleeing in panic.

His right arm was covered with a gunshot wound, and blood was squeezed out of the hole. Ordinary people would soon fall down with such severe injuries, but he was a mixed race and his bloodline was not low, but his movement speed was slightly delayed.

2009 student of Kassel College, A-level descent, Qilan.

This is just a past identity. His current identity is the cardinal of the Black Rose Order, second only to the mysterious pope.

He is now being hunted for his identity because his identity has been exposed.

In recent months, the Black Rose Cult has ushered in succession of disasters, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the end of the world.

Undercover agents sent by the Executive Department quietly sneaked into the source of funds to support their activities, collect evidence of crime, find out their organizational structure and number of members.

Following closely behind was the sharp blades and the Thunder Operation. The elites of the Executive Office came at night like black owls and accurately destroyed their strongholds.

It is said that in a stronghold in the Middle East, a civil servant with a strong bookish atmosphere once offered a high price of 60,000 US dollars to buy their intelligence from a warlord.

The warlord obviously didn't understand how much energy there was behind the civil servant in front of him, so he raised the price to 300,000 US dollars. After hearing this number, the civil servant smiled and agreed, and the money would arrive soon...

An F-2 fighter jet flew through the air, dropped missiles, and hit a luxurious villa built by the warlords on the mountain.

The warlords were frightened and finally sold information about the Black Rose Cult for $300.

Some members of the organization plan to threaten the secret party by revealing the secrets of the dragon clan, but they didn't know that their communication equipment had long been controlled by Norma and turned into a heavy iron shell.

This can only be regarded as a literary battle, and the military battle is even more fierce. The violent attributes of the executive branch are fully displayed, like a pair of red-hot iron thorns soldered in front of every member of the Black Rose Cultural Organization.

Under the principal's iron fist, this organization that had been secretly developing for several years collapsed around the world.

"That's all, Senior Qilan."

The girl's playful voice came from the corner in front, accompanied by the sound of a bullet breaking through the wind.

Another bloody color surged out, and the bullet penetrated his other arm, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

The girl flew over and kicked her over and pressed her down, and the large-caliber pistol hit his forehead.

"Okay, Senior Qilan, you have been arrested. There are all kinds of charges, so just surrender." The girl licked her lips and rode the other person in a bold posture, with bright handcuffs flying around her beautiful fingertips.

"Grel! Why is it you?" Qilan shouted angrily, his handsome face being crushed into the soil.

The moonlight slowly fainted and fell on Greer's newly-made face, his lips were shiny, and his eyelashes were covered with pink crystals.

"I'm sorry, I asked you out with a knife on the head of the word "Se" and before you could touch my lips, let alone throw me on the bed and clean it up, I was knocked down...

.That's all." Greer smiled, cold and charming.

Just before the summer vacation began, Greer had set his sights on Qilan for some reason and began to invite this pretentious Brahmin boy out for the summer vacation... Everyone is an adult college student, and they all understand this

What's the meaning.

Although Greer's bloodline is only b, she is under the noble surname of Laurent, which is something that Qilan cannot refuse.

The more inferior a person is, the more he needs such a shining business card to shine his family. For example, there are always people who like to bring beautiful girls to public places to show how successful they are.

The progress of this holiday was indeed the same as expected, shopping, dances, dinners, walking along the coastline, and the relationship between the two sides became closer and closer... but soon, the script suddenly changed.

Kassel's executive rushed into his home, and he escaped with the cover of his servants, but when he entered the alley, the woman fell from the sky and killed all his subordinates with incredible speed and strength.

It also hurt him severely.

"Your bloodline is obviously only B-level, why are you so strong?" Qilan was incompetent and furious, "What is your spirit!"

"Don't be snatching your bloodline all day long. Aren't you a local Brahmin noble? I'm a noble British subject, your noble British white lady grandfather, Brahmin counting the ball!" Greer angrily squirted.

Qilan was stunned by such a set of local discrimination chain logic.

"Qilan, a member of the Black Rose Cult, has become a cardinal with excellent bloodline. You rely on the strength of your family to transport talents and arms to the Black Rose Cult. I have collected almost all your evidence of guilt in the past few days.

Even if it is placed in the ordinary court, it will be enough for you to sit in prison."

Of course, she did not send a vacation application online because she fell in love with this senior and took the initiative to pay for it, but came with purpose from the beginning.

The Ministry of Information has traditionally said that every minister is a loyal and reliable white glove of the principal, and has been engaged in undercover work that has penetrated deep into the enemy's back.

"How did you target me?" Qilan was still unwilling to accept reality.

"Honestly, you acted cautiously and hid well. If it weren't for an accident, you probably would have escaped the storm."

"Accident?" Qilan was puzzled.

"On the night more than a month ago, Xi Ziyue, a S-level student at our school, sneaked into the ice cellar, encountered a mysterious sight, and was lured into the fifth floor where the Immortals were placed, almost broken into it...

You should know something, right?"

Qilan's pupils suddenly opened up in horror.

"No, I don't know! I don't know anything!" he shouted, behaving rather excessively.

"You may not know about the monster under the ice, but the mysterious sight may have been made by you." Grel lowered his body down, as if he could float into the other person's ears with a breath

inside.

"Your Word Spirit, the prophet with serial number 81, is not so much that you are hiding in a corner and secretly peeking at Xiziyue... You saw her back through prophecy, right?
Chapter completed!