Hunting High School

In the long history of First University, if there is anything that has been passed down together with this ancient school, then there are and only student associations in the school.

Public, secret, famous, unknown, ancient, newly established, all kinds of student associations form large and small student circles, linking up with each other and forming a strong chain mail for this university. .

The Hemophilia is one of two student societies recognized by First University.

Friedman wants to become the new Augustus of the Hemophilia, in addition to the formal competition within the association, he can also take a detour and use the strength of other clubs in the school to give himself a ride.

The '3a club' where he himself is the president is a member of the 'other clubs'.

But just relying on the power of '3a' is far from enough, because Soprano also has the 'Cheung Kei Club' to cheer him up. Therefore, Friedman must find a more powerful helper.

This matter is far more important than Nicholas' nasty bug.

Therefore, after turning the corner, although Friedman was still somewhat unhappy in his heart, this unhappiness quickly faded away under the burning of the ruby ​​ring on his finger.

He looks around.

During the class, there was no one on the stairs.

The silent jazz raised one hand in front of his chest and held the ruby ​​ring with the other. Feeling the hot breath between his fingers, he slowly walked down the stairs.

Down seven, down three, down five, up one.

Below the stairs, a white mist billowed silently. After the mist, a bronze secret door with a simple shape suddenly appeared. On the secret door, a green grimace greeted the vampire standing on the stairs with its teeth bared.

"good afternoon."

The pale vampire nodded very politely.

"You should change your clothes in advance." The green grimace replied in a hoarse voice: "But today you are not the last one... Beelzebub is later than you... Oh, no, you have become the last one .”

"Thank you." Sir Friedman replied succinctly, seemingly not interested in chatting with Grimace.

He walked slowly into the billowing white mist and took out a thick black robe from a ruby ​​ring. There is no decoration on the robe, the style is also very old, and the neckline is still slightly piled up, as if it has been worn for many years.

"...I've told you many times that clothes need to be worn and washed frequently. Can you believe that Bell Finger's robes haven't been washed in over 50 years? Even bedbugs don't want to make a home in his robes. "

Grimace babbled, not caring whether the wizard on the opposite side was interested in chatting: "Also, don't always bring some cakes and tea to my stomach, I can't eat... this time you must emphasize to Beelzebub This matter. Before I finished talking just now, he closed the door with a smile! It's getting more and more rude! It's really not as good as one generation..."

Friedman turned a deaf ear to the grimace's noise, he just frowned, and slowly put the old robe on his body.

This robe seemed to be very heavy. After putting it on, his figure seemed to be bent under the pressure of the robe.

Finally, the wizard reached into the pocket of his robe, took out a pair of leather gloves and a gorgeous and handsome mask, and put them on respectively.

Wizards are a very private group, especially for those wizards who don't care much about order. Because an evil wizard with superb Magic power can catch the enemy's heel with very little information, and then curse the opponent with magic.

And the contract of silence is not a contract of the devil, and it is not applicable in any occasion.

Therefore, similar to secret associations, it is very important for those attending relevant meetings to learn how to conceal their identities. Black robes, leather gloves, ornate masks are all such tools.

The secret society that Friedman joined was not large. There were only seven members in the whole society. The name of the society was 'Seven Deadly Sins'. It was originally born in Alpha College, but its tentacles spread all over the entire First University. Each new member is personally inspected by the previous member of the club and recommended to join the club. Other members of the club do not participate or interfere in the whole process.

The senior who recommended Friedman to join was the previous president of the '3a club'. According to the senior's guess, the identities of the other six members in the seven deadly sins should be roughly the same, and they are all members of a medium-sized or large club in the school. leader. There may even be researchers from the First University Research Institute, or people from the teaching assistant team of the school.

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In the Seven Deadly Sins, each member uses the identity of the corresponding Devil as a mark and cover. The purpose of the club is to help each other secretly, watch each other, and help each other unrestricted without revealing their identities—this means that it is very likely that an extreme alpha blood member helped Jiuyou Academy without knowing it A wizard of Baidin's birth, or a fanatic of Atlas, silently helped some unbelievers in another house.

Friedman's identity in "The Seven Deadly Sins" is Lucifer, the fallen archangel.

Putting on the mask and pausing, Friedman slowly raised his right hand and gently knocked on the small door in front of him with the ring inlaid with red gemstones.

"You're the most polite of them all."

Grimace praised him, flicked his tongue, and landed on the leather glove. The ruby ​​flickered slightly through the glove, and Grimace's tongue retracted immediately. The expression behind Friedman's mask twitched silently.

In front of him, the small bronze door opened silently.

The room behind the door is not spacious, but rather narrow.

A huge oval wooden table is placed in the center of the room, taking up almost half of the room. In the center of the table, there are several pots of dry flower bonsai. Due to lack of care, the bonsai is surrounded by fine dead branches and leaves.

Directly above the table is a row of upside-down candles. Those candles were firmly stuck to the ceiling, forming a seven-pointed star formation. The candlelight was downward, making a slight beeping sound, and shedding a soft light yellow light.

Under the yellow light, around the round table, six figures sat quietly on high-backed chairs.

After hearing Friedman's heavy footsteps, they all raised their heads and looked over.

"Lucifer, you're a little late today."

A deep male voice sounded in the not-so-wide room, the sound was not loud, but it made the room buzz.

Friedman glanced at the other six grotesque masks in the room, snorted softly, and slowly moved towards the own seat with heavy steps.

While moving, he replied in a hoarse voice: "It's not easy for me to find time for the meeting... How much earlier did Beelzebub arrive than me?"