The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

"Huh?" Mu Bai didn't understand what the other party meant, "Does participating in the actual combat class have anything to do with me not going to school?"

"some."

"what relationship?"

"Because I'm going to kill someone while you're in class—that is, in front of the whole school."

"Oh... so I will be expelled from school after the killing, right?"

"Yes." Mazima nodded guiltily, "and I need you to bring your sword to kill that person."

"Need to use the Darkborn Demon Sword? Is Wolff Demon Hunter School so strong?" Mu Bai felt a little strange again.

"The students are not strong, but their honorary principal is strong."

"You want me to kill the honorary headmaster of Wolff Demon Hunter School?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"Because...she is a demon of hunger." Mazima gently stroked the other's cheek, her tone was light and gentle. "One of the legendary 'Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse' is not weaker than me, and even stronger than me to a certain extent."

"A hungry demon..." Mu Bai closed his eyes, enjoying his caress to the fullest. "Okay, I'll help you kill her."

"Don't you ask me why I killed her?"

"As long as you'll pay me, I won't ask."

"Okay." Machima smiled softly.

Chapter 24 First drive out Dabaa, then go crazy with Diko

Mu Bai rarely enjoyed a few days of peaceful life.

During the three days after Zoranni left and before the arrival of the demon of hunger, he went to school to sleep every day, went to Vivienne for a meal, and at night, he and Machima cuddled each other to watch TV or do something Unsuitable "games" for children.

I have to say that although Machima is still a pure newcomer in that kind of thing, she learns very fast, and she also knows how to "flirt", so the massage experience can be said to be full.

Gentle, beautiful, good at cooking, flirtatious, and wealthy, she is simply the perfect wife.

Mubai brazenly ate soft rice for three days.

It wasn't until three days later that he finally went to perform the task of Maqma - to kill the honorary headmaster Hungry Demon in the actual combat course of the Wolff Demon Hunter School.

It can be an assassination or a public killing in front of everyone. It doesn't matter if the real identity is exposed or not, in short, just kill.

Killing the demon of hunger was the original reason why Maqima wanted to come to America, and it was also the real reason why she asked Mubai to "study".

And Mubai's principle of dealing with people is: as long as the money is enough, the gods can break it for you.

So, of course, he accepted the commission of killing the Hunger Demon without hesitation, and he didn't bother to care about whether he could stay in the school after killing Vivienne's meal and Coke—anyway, the reward Machima gave more valuable.

On the day when the actual combat course was held at the Wolff Demon Hunter School, he arrived at the school half an hour earlier than ever before.

At that time, the good student Vivienne also arrived early, and she changed into a sportswear suitable for fighting in advance-of course, the peaked cap worn to cover the ears of the beast will never fall off.

"Good morning, Noah." Vivian saw Mu Bai in the crowd at a glance.

"Good morning, Vivian." Mu Bai waved in response, and then followed him to sit in the spectator seats in the central square.

Now they have tacitly agreed not to call the suffix - before Vivian used to call "Mr. Noah" or "Noah's classmate", and Mu Bai also used to call "Miss Vivian", but now they are very familiar , naturally no suffix will be added.

"Are you going to play actual combat today?" Vivian asked, "This actual combat class seems to be voluntary, and it is not mandatory for everyone in the second grade to attend."

"I...um...it depends on the situation." Mubai prevaricated casually, and then brought the topic to the other party: "What about you? I think your outfit today seems to be planning to go on stage?"

"Yes..." Vivian stroked her hair in embarrassment, looking like a shy little girl.

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed?" Mu Bai asked curiously in a low voice.

The reason why the girl in front of her has been wearing a peaked cap is because she is afraid of being found with animal ears, and then being found out that she is not a normal human being. If she wants to go to the actual combat class, wouldn't it be easy to be discovered by accident?

"Of course I'm afraid..." Vivienne replied in the same small voice - she knew what the other party meant by "expose". "But... I have confidence..."

"confidence?"

"Well... I'm sure they won't be able to touch or even touch my hat..."

"Oh~ makes sense." Mu Bai nodded appreciatively.

Vivienne lowered her head in embarrassment - it is really impossible for her to accept such things as pretending to be X or Versailles - even if she is telling the truth.

If it wasn't for the precious scholarship, she would actually not want to expose her strength in full view.

"What about you, Noah? I always feel that you have the intention of going on stage today?"

With that said, Vivienne pointed to the huge cloth bag on the other party's body.

"Is it a weapon inside? It looks like... a huge sword? I remember you broke the sword when you resolved the black conflict last time. Is this your new weapon?"

"Uh...well..." Mu Bai responded in a low voice and at the same time made a "shh" gesture.

The innocent and kind-hearted Vivian understood, and immediately shut her mouth—although she didn't know if she was right, it must be the opponent's hole card, and she couldn't speak casually in public.

The two fell silent, looking unremarkable in a large group of students.

In the center of the square, several demon hunter instructors have begun to organize students to conduct actual combat training. The content is also very simple. It is nothing more than allowing students to fight without revealing their cards or hurting themselves, so as to simulate the battle with demons.

The strength of the students varies, but most of the contract demons are werewolf demons or vampire demons, and the fights are not exciting-sometimes even one side crushes the other.

This level of actual combat training is not attractive to Mu Bai - he has even beaten root demons like the Dark Demon. Watching these students' actual combat training is no different from watching children playing house.

He yawned, covered his head with his coat and was about to fall asleep.

And Mazima's voice came through the micro-earphones at the right time: "If you feel bored or sleepy, go to sleep, and I will call you when the hungry demon comes out."

Mu Bai glanced at the dense crowd, and he really saw Maqima wearing a casual dress and a sun hat.

With Maqima's permission, he no longer had any worries, and directly performed a three-second fall asleep to Vivienne at the side.

Vivienne didn't mind, she focused all her attention on the center of the square.

On the other side of Wolff Demon Hunter School, a beautiful woman with mid-length hair in a shawl, wearing high heels and a hip-wrapping skirt walked into the principal's office.

She is about 30 years old, and there are already some faint wrinkles between her brows, but it does not affect her delicate facial features, but adds a bit of gentle and mature temperament to her.

She walked to the guest seat in the principal's office, and on the main seat was the principal of the Wolff Demon Hunter School - an elderly male over 60 years old.

"Welcome, Miss Al." The principal stood up and extended his hand enthusiastically. "It was a pleasure meeting you today."

"I am also very happy to meet you, principal." The beautiful woman named Al shook hands with the other party, "It is my honor to be able to visit the students' practical training courses today."

"Hehe, you are the honorary headmaster of Wolff. I think it would be more appropriate to call it 'going home' rather than 'visiting'."

"Oh, really? Then maybe I should be more relaxed."

"Of course, Wolff is your home. How can you call it home if you are too formal?"

"You're right."

The two sat down politely, and the principal consciously turned on the TV on the side, which was showing the scene of the central square of the Wolff Demon Hunter School—that is, the scene of the actual combat training course.

"If you can guide our students, it will be valuable knowledge that will benefit them for life." This sentence is not the principal's politeness, but the truth.

The honorary headmaster who looks like a model in front of him is not as gentle as he looks.

She was originally a Frenchman, but she changed her nationality to become a legal American citizen in the first two years, and then became one of the top officials of the US Department of Defense within a month.

In the past two years, she has solved many troubles for the country, including some local conflicts with other countries.

In addition, she also has an excessive ability in "training" demons-the reason why the Wolff Demon Hunter School has been able to maintain cooperation with werewolf demons and vampire demons for a long time and let students sign contracts with them is to a large extent It is by this honorary principal to "negotiate".

No one knows exactly what she said to the two powerful demons, but everyone knows that the two demons respect her.

Just like... a soldier respects a commander.

With an existence of this level, being able to serve as the honorary principal of Wolff Demon Hunter School can be called a miracle in itself.

If it wasn't for the military's hope that the Wolff Demon Hunter School could provide demon hunters for the army for a long time, I'm afraid she wouldn't even look at the Wolff Demon Hunter School.

As for her past and true identity, I am afraid that only the President of the United States knows.

"In terms of guidance... I think the students in our school have done a perfect job and don't need additional guidance." Al put one hand on the armrest of the seat, propped his jaw at a slant, and kept his gaze fixed on the TV screen, like It is really observing carefully.

"I'm relieved to hear you say that." The old headmaster smiled, even flattering.

"I still have some things to do today, and I may not be able to stay here for too long. It's really a pity and a pity." Al said again, "You know, there are always a lot of things in the military, and everything is very important. very troublesome."

"I can understand, I can understand..." The headmaster couldn't hide his disappointment in his flattering smile.

"I'm leaving in 10 minutes. During this time, let us enjoy the actual combat training of the students."

"No problem, I just hope this won't delay your work."

The headmaster dared not have any complaints.

Al, on the other hand, does a good job of superficiality, at least never taking his eyes off the TV.

until after 8 minute.

A slight voice sounded outside the principal's room.

"boom."

The next moment, Al's vision turned blood red, and a few drops of warm liquid fell on her fair and beautiful cheeks.

The old principal's head is gone.

It was blown to pieces by some powerful supernatural force, leaving nothing but blood.

In this situation, an ordinary person might stay for half a second and then scream.

But Al just calmly wiped the blood off his face.

It's not that she didn't feel the slightest surprise, but she had already been surprised half a second ago - she tilted her head slightly half a second ago, otherwise it would not be the old principal who died but her.

Yes, she sensed the danger the moment the force hit, but she didn't remind the old headmaster.

Or... She wanted to use the old headmaster to block her.

She slowly looked sideways at the door of the principal's office.

"You still don't take human life seriously, as always, dominate..."

Squeak—the door was pushed open, and a slim figure came into view.

Protruding forward and backward, perfect figure, long orange-red hair, and beautiful amber eyes.

The person who came was naturally the demon of dominance—Makima.

"You are wrong, I have always respected life."

Mazima walked into the principal's office with a smile, and slowly approached the principal stepping on the blood on the ground.

"I think you are the one who doesn't take human life seriously, right? I obviously didn't want to kill this person just now, but you deliberately hid from him."

"Compared to other people's lives, of course my life is more important." Al smiled.

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(Please enter the inner group for the ad-free version) "I think so too, so can I ask you to die?" Machima's gentle and sweet smile is the same as usual.

"I don't think there should be a festival between us?" Al shook his head, showing a trace of sadness on his delicate makeup. "You have killed the war before, and now you want to do something to me... We were obviously very good friends before, why are you doing this?"

"You still love acting so much, hungry."

"But I really don't know what's wrong with us."

"Not really."

"Then why did you kill me?"

"Because... I'm curious about something."

The smile on Mazima's face was still there, and one hand was slowly raised.

"So, please die for a while."

Mu Bai didn't know how long he had slept, he only knew that when he woke up, Vivienne beside him was gone.