In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 143 99 Godzilla's guardian spirit;
The time of more than ten days is very short.

These days, Ryan Winster has not been very active, he just repeats the boring life of three points and one line day after day.

Training ground, library, dormitory.

In the training ground, Ms. Rebecca Brunshid showed extremely strong sexual desire. She wanted to fight him for [-] rounds. , shook his little hand and said "I won't come, I won't come" and vowed not to give up.

In the library, Emilia Gina is a very good tutor. She explains the profound things in a simple way and practices it by herself, explaining to Ryan what she has heard or seen for many years.

In short, knowledge poured into Ryan's ears, and he enjoyed the feeling of learning.

in the dormitory.

Rafael chatted and spanked Ryan every day.

The three of them are like three NPCs refreshed at fixed locations, with a sense of sight of completing the task.

Today is the day to prepare for the Far East.

The apron behind the academic department.

Rebecca Brunshid, who was dressed in a smart uniform, folded her hands behind her back, and the airflow from the helicopter lifted the corners of her clothes.

"boom--"

A magic locomotive is coming.

The man with the cat on his shoulder came to her.

"Amelia?"

Rebecca boarded the helicopter and asked the man opposite.

"She's waiting for us at the airport."

Lane said.

The luxury plane is ready to take off.

Ryan was sitting on the sofa, holding the tablet computer in his hand, and the content presented on the screen was a "person" that made him curious.

"Saint Joan of Arc."

This contemporary saint looks very young, maybe about the same age as Ryan, with bright blond hair, and her appearance is not amazing.

But the eyebrows and eyes are quite sharp, and there is a smudge of heroism.

"boom!"

In the image, the blond saint waved the flag, and the shining scorching light burst out, strangling the ugly evil spirits in a large area to pieces.

"Ugh-"

The plane taxied on the runway, the cabin trembled, and soon, it had come to the stage of climbing.

"It's hard to imagine that a girl like this is an idiot who keeps dropping chains."

Ryan sighed.

He took what Emilia threw, a bottle of water, and he unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

"Joan of Arc—"

"The young girl who inherited the famous name of [Joan of Arc], she is very outstanding, and has created her own prestige by virtue of her own efforts and the blessing of her faith."

Emilia's formal uniform today.

Like the one Ryan wore when he first met her.

Even more solemn.

Emilia rested her chin and muttered: "But she is just a girl, just like you, very young, very passionate, of course, a little silly and cute."

The adjectives that come out of Emilia's mouth always make Ryan break out in a cold sweat.

"Stupid and cute."

He twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Like you said, she's off the hook a lot."

"Like some kind of curse."

"In some innocuous matters, encounters inevitably make people laugh and cry."

"Like a plane crash?" Ryan asked.

At this time, Rebecca, who was closing her eyes to rest, slowly opened her eyes and added:
"Shipwreck, car accident, she has also encountered it."

"She has a nickname called [Vehicle Killer]."

"A joke in the mystical world; a vehicle that has been touched by her hand will explode if you look at it one more time."

"What an unlucky boy."

Lane smiled.

He flipped through the information in his hand again.

At the back is a young man, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, holding a sword, black hair and black pupils, very typical oriental features.

This dress, needless to say, is naturally someone from the "Tianshi Mansion".

The closed disciple of the contemporary celestial master?
Ryan rubbed his chin and looked at his information carefully. The information given by the church was surprisingly short, perhaps because young people did not often appear in the public eye.

"Zhang Fengmian."

He silently read the boy's name.

".?"

"Blind, he turned out to be blind?"

Ryan froze.

Judging from the photo, his eyes are bright and lively, and he doesn't look like a blind person.

Sliding his fingertips on the screen, Ryan clicked on the video.

"Rayfa."

There was thunder on the ground, and the flickering thunder light crashed down.

"Swordsmanship."

Wait, a series of Taoism, fairy art, talismans and other contents that conform to Ryan's imagination occupy the majority of the limited information.

"interesting."

Ryan switched the content on the tablet. The information on the next page did not belong to Zhang Fengmian.

But soon, his curiosity was rekindled.

Because the girl on the next page seems to be more eye-catching.

"Sakura Garden Seven Leaf."

"It doesn't belong to any side of the exorcist forces in Japan, and it is extremely lonely."

In the photo, the girl in the JK uniform skirt put on a polite smile, with a deep sense of resistance hidden in her eyes.

"There is a shrine at home, and as a part-time priestess of the shrine, it is extremely [self], and it is difficult to drive her to hunt demons."

"Note: This shrine is not included in the list of Japanese exorcism institutions. In her family, she is the only one who has extraordinary power."

"Curse power: ???"

Seeing this, Ryan has a general understanding of Sakuraba Qiye.

Then looking down, he couldn't help being stunned.

"God formula:???"

This is a passport photo of Shikigami. The pocket "dinosaur" is standing on the table, holding a business card with its short upper limbs.

"99 godzilla guardian spirits."

"???"

What the hell?
Ryan rubbed his eyes to make sure he read correctly.

"Really, modernization and internationalization."

He laughed dryly.

Curious about Godzilla's guardian spirit, I scrolled down.

Unfortunately, the file is at the end.

There is no battle record of Godzilla's guardian spirit, but only a video of Sakuraba Qiye drawing a bow and killing a huge [ghost] with one arrow.

Lane admitted.

He began to feel curious.

Put down the tablet and look outside the cabin.

"Before Yuzao."

"Huang Quanguo."

"Kaguya Princess."

"And Godzilla."

Shaking his head, he said with a smile: "It's really wonderful, if it can be won steadily, it will be even better."

Listening to Ryan's voice, Emilia felt a little helpless.

"The nine-tailed demon fox shows signs of recovery"

"No matter how you look at it, this is a very dangerous support operation."

Then, she rolled her big eyes and said with a smile, "It's all up to you, Operator Winster."

Ryan took a breath.

Good score.

"Oh, woman."

When you put on clothes, you turn your face and don't recognize anyone. (Referring to wearing the official uniform of the Minister of Health.)
On the side, Rebecca narrowed her eyes, as if she was peeking at something, and after a while, she slowly closed them again.

Why does she feel that the identity of "Watson" next to Holmes is about to be snatched away?
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"Hello, Miss Miko, who can't be fooled."

Sakuraba Qiye's teary eyes were the sequelae of dozing off on the table during the lunch break. She lifted her head weakly and looked at the girl who greeted herself.

"Laiqi. Ah——"

Sakuraba Nanaba yawned and stretched. For a high school student, her figure was very foul.

"Miss Miko, who can't be in love, my name is Laiqi Moli, not Laixi, thank you."

Laiqi Jasmine was full of anger, stretched out her fist, and tapped Qiye Yingting on the head.

"Is it time for lunch break?"

Sakuraba Qiye has always hated overtime work, but she is also very helpless. No one forced her to work overtime, but she worked hard to do what she wanted to do.

Turning her stiff neck, she looked around.

Quite a few empty seats.

"Of course, I don't know how you did it. The teacher didn't wake you up after sleeping for two consecutive classes."

Laiqi Jasmine took Sakuraba's hand, because the latter's hand was too cold, she took a breath of hot air and rubbed it vigorously.

"Let's go, go fill your stomach."

Sakuraba Qiye stood up, put on a lazy face, and let her friend drag her to walk.

They are all exorcists, why should women make things difficult for women.

Ichinose High School, where Kurisu Jasmine and Sakuraba Nanaba attended, is considered to be an extremely high-quality school with a very high threshold even if it is placed in the whole of Japan.

It can be said that families who can afford the tuition and miscellaneous fees of this school are either rich or expensive.

Because, this school not only teaches and educates people—it also undertakes the responsibility of selecting exorcists from the people.

[Excellent students] and [non-talented students] will be separated from each other the moment they enroll.

The former will go through three years of literacy training, enter a higher education institution for further study, and finally become a member of the exorcist.

The latter, take the traditional route, social elites and the like, Sakuraba Qiye doesn't pay attention to this.

This system is the result of the "old woman" learning the excellence of a large organization and reforming it.

But obviously, the reform is not very thorough.

For example, high tuition fees.

The poor ghost Sakuraniwa Qiye was also recommended by virtue of her excellent grades in junior high school, so she stepped into this academy as a [special recruiter].

Walk in the atrium.

A tall cedar tree stands in front of you. If you stand under the tree and don't tilt your head back to the limit, you will never be able to see the top of the tree.

On both sides of the blue brick road, young boys and girls brimming with youth, holding perfect smiles that cannot be faulted at all, and speaking in a voice that is never rude, chatting with each other.

"What hypocrisy, these people."

Sakuraba Qiye feels ridiculed that these guys still have to put on a smiling face while living in a world of dire straits.

"When a brick was thrown down, eight out of ten of the students lying dead were from prominent families."

Under the shade of the lush green leaves, Sakuraba Qiye thought silently with a sigh.

"This is the upper class family."

Pale golden sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the trees, making the wet green color clear and bright, and the gentle breeze swayed, sprinkled with twinkling broken stars, making this world more spring-like.

"You want to grab bread with these people?"

"I can't figure it out no matter what I think about it."

Sighing slightly, Laiqi Jasmine and Yingting Qiye walked through the atrium, accompanied by the fresh fragrance of flowers, walked for a long way, and finally saw the destination of this trip at the end of the road.

A convenience store in Ichinose Gakuen.

"Qiye, you rest, I'm going to line up—"

Looking at Qiye Yingting's tired face, Laiqi Jasmine felt a little distressed, she put the former on the bench, Laiqi Jasmine came forward alone, and a long queue formed.

"Jasmine."

Sakuraba Qiye shook her head, just about to take out the earphones from her pocket, when she glanced, she caught a timid figure.

Sakuraba Qiye took back the earphones.

She smiled bitterly.

Laiqi Jasmine came to the bench under the tree, keeping a close distance from Sakuraba Qiye.

"thanks--"

Sakuraba Qiye took the soybean flour bread, and opened her mouth lazily. Soon, her dark blue eyes trembled, and her eyes began to dodge.

After a while, she apologized, "I'm sorry, Jasmine."

The girl stood up holding the soybean flour bread, and walked to the door of the convenience store under Laiqi Moli's calm gaze.

Standing there was a girl who looked like she was also a second grader in her school uniform. She wore rustic braids and black-rimmed glasses.

From the looks of it, it seems that he is struggling.

But Sakuraba Qiye stuffed the bread into her hand involuntarily, and then hurried back under the tree before the girl could respond.

Chong Jasmine smiled helplessly.

Sakuraba Qiye sat on the bench, under the uniform skirt, her smooth and plump thighs were side by side, her round-toed leather shoes tapped on the green bricks, and sighed in a lazy tone.

"You're welcome."

Laiqi Jasmine was not surprised. As she spoke, she took out another soy flour bread from the paper bag and handed it to the girl beside her.

Under the surprised eyes of the latter, Laiqi Moli tore open the package, squinted her eyes, and began to eat contentedly.

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Sakuraba Qiye tore open the package weakly.

"You know her?"

"Miss Miko who can't be flirtatious, maybe you have never noticed that every lunch break, someone always pays complicated attention to that girl."

"Are you an idiot? Or is there a wet uncle hiding under the appearance of a high school girl?"

Laiqi Moli had tears in her eyes, "Qiye, am I not your best friend anymore?"

The girl was dumbfounded.

"Snapped!"

Sakuraba Qiye rubbed her friend's head and muttered, "Is it that obvious?"

"Yes, it's obvious." Laiqi Moli's teary eyes closed immediately, making people call her superb acting skills. She turned her head slightly and looked at the hesitant braided girl in the distance.

The girl seemed to have seen the existence of Laiqi Jasmine, and she stopped quietly when she was about to walk towards Qiye Yingting, and hid aside on her own.

Sakuraba Qiye took out the earphones from her pocket, stuffed them into her ears with one hand, and held the bread in the other hand, gnawing on it like a hamster.

"Well—"

Laiqi Moli picked up the other earphone and put it in her ear. Then, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and took a selfie of herself and her friend beside her.

Sakuraba Qiye put down her scissors and said, "Her parents and one-year-old brother died."

The girl chewed slowly, and said slowly: "A family of four, except her, are all dead."

"After investigation, they said she brought the disaster."

"Ah..." Laiqi Jasmine suddenly felt like chewing wax.

"It's too bad, I think today's soybean flour bread is particularly unpalatable." Laiqi Moli said bitterly with a gloomy face.

"Really, I'm used to this taste."

Sakuraba Qiye slowly closed her eyes, a complex expression appeared on her pretty cheeks.

She rubbed the corners of her eyes, looking extremely sleepy, and the clear and bright eyebrows and eyes in the past were dimmed.

Although Laiqi Moli said it was unpalatable, she finished the bread quickly, clapped her hands, and asked with her head tilted: "Are you working?"

"It's hard work, a part-time priestess or something—"

Sakuraba Qiye nodded, glanced at her, and said, "I remembered, what's the matter with the immovable witch? Where did you hear that?"

Laiqi Moli puffed her chest out, like a huge airport.

"Of course I said it!"

Sakuraba Qiye gritted her teeth and wrinkled her nose helplessly.

"Can't soak anything"

"Ugh."

She held her head up, and above her head was covered with graceful leaves. The deep dark green covered the sky, and it looked deep and quiet under the tree. "It's been a mess lately, Tokyo."

The girl next to her sighed heavily, and responded, "I heard that exorcisms organized by the shrine are becoming more and more frequent, isn't it?"

"If this goes on like this, I'm going to drop out of school."

Sakuraba Qiye viciously kneaded the plastic bag into a ball, stretched her waist, and showed her exquisite figure.

"I must, do a good job!"

"Working overtime, working overtime, becoming a social animal before graduating, what a bastard!"

Sakuraba Qiye got up angrily, with a radiant face, and said so.

　Although sad, the characters of this code still need to be coded.

　　just feel very tired

　　
　
(End of this chapter)