The subway train was speeding forward in the dark tunnel. Alijie was specially dressed in French brand clothing to attract the target's attention at the subway entrance with the largest flow of people.
Lancelot and others in the execution department are responsible for guarding Alizee's safety and surveying the surrounding environment.
They had been like this for four days, visiting almost all the places in London with the most people, the most chaos, and the worst security. However, they never found the figure described by the homeless man.
Alijie seemed to be watching TV series with her iPad, but she was actually feeling a little depressed. Four days were precious.
Outside, the commissioner of the execution department was also a little disappointed. He claimed to be the "Jack the Ripper" of the last century and acted too mysteriously. Norma has yet to find any trace of him on the surveillance system or the Internet.
"It's defective!"
A small and crisp sound attracted Lancelot's attention on the train. They were about to arrive at the next stop, which was Earl's Court Road.
But soon, the lights on the top of the subway train suddenly went out, one car after another lost power, and the huge incandescent lamp on the waiting platform also went out, plunging the entire train into darkness.
"What's the trouble? (What happened)"
The passengers began to commotion, and whispers continued.
Lancelot stood up immediately. The golden eye could give him a certain amount of night vision, but now he was on the train. Turning on the golden eye would undoubtedly expose him.
"not good."
After a brief daze, Lancelot seemed to sense a coldness around him, and someone was approaching him quickly.
But his spirit of speech is blazing, and if it breaks out here, it will destroy everyone's lives.
So he could only fight with bare hands.
In the darkness, the person who came was very fast and was close to him almost instantly. In the iris field of vision, it was a tall figure.
The huge fist slammed down quickly with strong wind, and went straight towards the young man's face.
But Lancelot is the leader of Kassel Academy after all. Even if he is restricted everywhere in the subway, he can still show his strength.
He quickly raised his palm and collided hard with the outstretched fist, causing a heavy force accompanied by a muffled sound.
Lancelot's eyes changed. He was already sure that this guy was definitely a mixed race, and his bloodline was not low.
The low sound of physical contact rang out, and Lancelot had a small-scale fight with the mysterious visitor in the small space of the train car.
In the darkness, the blond young man made a fierce fist with his right hand, heading straight for the man's temple.
This is where the gate of life is located. In the famous "Water Margin", Lu Tiha killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches. Lu Zhishen's last powerful punch hit Zheng Tu on the temple, but it seemed to make the whole hall a mess.
The dojo: chimes, cymbals, and cymbals all sound together.
However, the person who came was faster and fiercer. He grabbed the handed fist with one hand and held on tightly. Lancelot seemed to hear the sneer.
Immediately afterwards, a clear cracking sound was heard along with the girl's sudden exclamation.
That was Alizee's voice, and the sound of the tablet in her hand falling to the ground and shattering.
Lancelot's eyes changed instantly.
There is more than one Jack the Ripper!
"Snapped!"
The low sound of a long knife entering flesh was heard, and Lancelot resisted the severe pain and turned back. Just now, someone came out from behind him, and took advantage of the moment he was restrained to stab him in the waist and abdomen. The speed was so fast that he and the original
There was no time to react.
The sharp tip of the knife stirred violently at his waist and abdomen, causing Lancelot to let out a low and painful roar, and his facial features were wrinkled in one place.
"Shalas, withdraw."
The young man, whose consciousness was gradually falling into a trance, vaguely heard the man in front of him shouting like this, and the dagger stuck in his waist was also pulled out.
Lancelot's body slowly fell to the ground as the cold dagger was withdrawn. He could feel the blood soaking through his woolen sweater and brown jacket, seeping out.
But there was nothing he could do, he could only stare at the dark roof of the car.
The car's roof lights came on, and the crowd's exclamations suddenly sounded. A group of gentlemen in black suits surrounded him, and some people were anxiously dialing 999 (the British emergency number).
From the corner of his eye, he saw members of the executive department wearing long black trench coats running towards him.
"Ellie...Jie, Ripper...Jack, more than...one person..."
He used all his strength to point to the place where the girl disappeared just now, and spoke to the members of the executive department who were leaning over.
Then, Lancelot finally fainted due to excessive blood loss. The commissioners of the execution department had to divide into two teams, one team to take care of Lancelot, and the other team to track down Elizee's traces.
Unfortunately, "Jack the Ripper" came and went like fire. Members of the enforcement department searched the entire Earls Court Road subway station but could not find any trace of Alizee.
As for her iPad, the smooth screen was shattered like a crystal surface, and it was obviously difficult to restart.
Kassel Academy, library control room
Schneider put his hand on his chin, looking at the scene of the 3D projection of the aqua blue planet with a gloomy expression, and said nothing for a while.
It was originally thought to be just an ordinary case of murder and corpse abuse by a degenerate hybrid, but now the danger level has been continuously raised to S level.
This also means that the degree of death threats faced by the commissioners performing this task has greatly increased.
It must be understood that Lancelot is an A-level hybrid. Even though he is only a freshman this year and lacks experience, even though he is restrained by the presence of innocent people on the train.
But he is S-level after all, the leader of the academy, and his ability exceeds at least 98% of the students in this academy.
However, he was still subdued and stabbed through his waist and abdomen with a dagger. He is still lying in the ICU (Intensive Care Unit) of a private hospital in London receiving rescue treatment.
As for the freshman Alijie, she has also been kidnapped by those guys at this moment. The current situation is very dangerous. Every minute of delay, the situation may get worse.
"To activate the temporary recruitment of Li Yongyuan, the execution department needs to play this trump card."
After pondering for a long time, Schneider murmured.
Judging from the current execution capabilities, Li Yongyuan is more efficient and powerful than previous execution department specialists. Most importantly, there has never been any sign of losing control due to dragon blood erosion.
Compared to Caesar, who has strong leadership but slightly deficient melee combat ability, and Chu Zihang, who has strong combat ability and uncontrollable blood and spirit, Li Longyuan is undoubtedly the perfect combination of the two strengths.
"yes."
The executive department commissioner who received the order nodded in agreement and turned around to inform.
"etc."
Schneider waved his hand again, and the man stopped.
"Call Chu Zihang and Caesar together, and Li Longyuan will be the captain."
Schneider didn't know whether it was out of safety considerations or the idea of sharpening these three outstanding students, and this time the task was entrusted to them to act together.
"yes."
The man took the order and exited the library control room.
In the dark and silent control room, the 3D projection map was still glowing with a faint blue light, and the middle-aged man's iron-gray eyes revealed a firm and deep look.
Kendo Hall
Since the last time Caesar and Chu Zihang competed here, this place has become a place where the two of them often gather.
It's just different this time. People from the Lion Heart Club and the Student Council surrounded the wooden house, just like the scene in the hot-blooded high school where Suzuran and Hosen High School are at war.
They were wearing black formal suits or slim-fitting and exquisite school uniforms, and all of them had serious expressions.
Inside the house, tatami mats are arranged neatly on the wide wooden floor, forming a circle. Young people are sitting on the floor. Their expressions are plain but slightly arrogant, and they have an outstanding elitist temperament. They are all high-ranking figures in the Student Union or the Lion Heart Club.
The handsome young man with blond hair and the cold-faced young man sat in the center, looking at each other.
No one said anything in the kendo hall, but the fighting spirit was boiling here. The wind blew through the cherry branches planted outside the house, but it could not penetrate the wooden house with white window paper.
Master Hirata Tsuji was sitting on his knees, not even knowing whether to say a few words or get up to pour a pot of tea for the two of them.
In the past, few students from Kassel Academy came to him to learn kendo, and even if they did, none could persist for a long time.
In this era of hot weapons, kendo has gradually become a way to strengthen the body or exercise the mind, rather than a means of actual combat.
But for hybrids, when slaying dragons, carrying alchemical weapons may cause unexpected damage to dragons compared to thermal weapons.
However, can any hybrid species really be able to withstand the majesty of the Dragon King and use an alchemical knife to cut through its tough scales and cause damage?
Hirataji had always been skeptical of this theory. It was not until he saw the performance of a certain young man that night that he felt that there was hope for the revitalization of kendo.
The Student Council brought by Caesar and the Lion Heart Club brought by Chu Zihang were still in a silent confrontation. They came to the Kendo Hall together, but they did not make a move. They were so quiet that you could clearly hear a pin dropping on the ground.
Time passed by minute by second, and even masters like Hirata Tsuji gradually lost their patience and began to fall asleep.
The blond and black-haired young people were still sitting upright and meticulous.
"Squeak!"
The footsteps outside the wooden house started to sound chaotic. The members of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club who were guarding the door were giving way, and then someone stretched out his hand to open the sliding door with wooden grilles.
The young man's handsome face and his spotless blue robe with cloud patterns were revealed.
His long, white and well-jointed right hand held an ancient sword with a black sheath and gilded patterns, and he slowly stepped into the door.
Suddenly, this young man became the focus of the crowd's attention.
When the half-asleep old master saw the ancient sword, he immediately dismissed all sleepiness and cheered up.
"Master Li!"
In the Kendo Hall, the top leaders of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club stood up almost at the same time and greeted the young people with respect.
They thought about this title for a long time before finally reaching a tacit agreement on it.
After all, Li Yongyuan is neither the president of the Lion Heart Club nor the president of the student union, but he is not an ordinary student.
The handsome young man nodded slightly and then closed the wooden sliding door.
"Here you go, sit down."
Caesar waved warmly to Li Longyuan, and then pointed to the only empty tatami, which was a perfect location for him and Chu Zihang to be swordsmen.
The young man in green robe was not polite, and immediately walked over with his sword in hand. At this moment, holding the sword, he looked slightly different from his usual calm and gentle temperament, and became more fierce.
"Aren't you going to organize a champagne queue at the swimming pool? Why did you invite me to the kendo gym again?"
Li Longyuan first glanced at Chu Zihang, and then asked Caesar.
"I suddenly lost my interest in pleasure. The emperor's foundation has not yet been completed, so there is no time to do anything wrong."
Caesar sighed softly. The dragon invasion actually changed his arrogant character and made him deeply aware of his shortcomings.
"So this is going to be a fight!"
Li Yongyuan crossed his legs and crossed his sword, scanning a circle of senior members of the Student Union or Lion Heart Association who were sitting there, with a confident attitude that looked down on the world.
"Maybe more than one."
Caesar grinned.
"I hope you can help tutor these guys. They are now very happy to learn swordsmanship from you."
Caesar's words made Master Hirata frown slightly, because the word he used was "swordsmanship", not kendo.
"Orthodox ancient swordsmanship is a secret that is not taught. Even I cannot teach it privately."
Li Longyuan looked at the excited young people and poured cold water on them.
He is telling the truth. The Seven Ancient Swordsmanship is almost a secret skill practiced by orthodox people. If it is spread, more people will study and crack it. Although the possibility is very small, we must take precautions before it happens.
Moreover, these seven sword arts are very complicated, and it is difficult for people who do not understand Chinese culture to understand their essence.
"But I can properly teach you how to use cold weapons, and I can also teach you some simple and practical sword moves."
The young man's next words made their eyes light up again. He said unceremoniously that Li Longyuan's fighting ability was obvious to all, far exceeding that of other senior students or commissioners with high pedigree.
"Then start now?"
Seeing how high-spirited they all were, Li Longyuan couldn't help but smile, and then Zhu Jian stood up.
"Then please invite Mr. Hirata Tsuji as the referee to preside over this challenge."
Chu Zihang stood up and nodded slightly to the gray-haired old man wearing a black haori kimono who was sitting next to him.
"my pleasure."
Hirataji, who was nearly seventy years old, nodded respectfully, stood up from the tatami, and slowly stepped back to stand aside.
Caesar and Chu Zihang also gave up the venue to Li Longyuan and the upcoming challenger.
"Who comes first?"
Qingpao held Tai'a down and looked at the students in the stadium, calmly and calmly.
"You can use all kinds of cold weapons at will. My sword will not be unsheathed."
Perhaps thinking of something, Li Longyuan warned him at this moment.
"I come."
A student from the Lion Heart Society stood up. He had the characteristic appearance of the Turan race in Central Asia, with high eyebrows, a hooked nose, deep eye sockets, a strong temperament, and brown eyes.
The dark green school uniform lined his body, showing a bit of wildness and wildness.
"Ashnamo, I have met Mr. Li."
The young man held his hand and his wild aura subsided slightly.
"Your last name is Ashina? That's interesting."
Li Longyuan saw his respectful attitude and understood a little.
Ashina is the surname of the ancient Turkic ruling family, which means "noble wolf".
When the Turks split, Ashinasheer led the remnants of the Eastern Turks to defect to the Tang Dynasty and was canonized by the Tang emperor. From then on, this Turkic royal family guarded the borders of the Tang Dynasty for three generations and made many military exploits.
But this was all a thousand years ago, and even though there may still be people in the Li family's orthodoxy who remember it, the Ashina clan has probably been submerged in the torrent of history.