Chapter 176 A Strangely Painted Banquet Scene

As a non-staff member of the Kyushu branch, it can be said that Fingel is the person in Cassell who knows Kyushu martial arts best, except Ling and Chu Zihang.

After all, Lu Mingfei had been guiding the two of them in their cultivation for the past two days and had not avoided him.

So when Fingel heard Lu Mingfei smile and say "double the amount of training", the shock in his heart was really unimaginable. Wouldn't someone die? Fingel was deeply skeptical.

But then he thought about the S-class awakened Yanling, and he suddenly understood.

Indeed, with the S-level "Don't Die" and the sub-authority of Kassel's Alchemy Matrix, you can use the Word Spirit as you like.

When he said that you can't kill people, it doesn't mean that the training intensity is not strong enough. On the contrary, the subtext of this sentence is, with my spirit of speech, you can practice with confidence, and I can bring you back no matter what.

This is pure torture.

Fingel thought gloatingly.

Wait, do I have to practice too?

Fingel's smile faltered.

Lu Mingfei didn't pay attention to the unpredictable look on his roommate's face.

He was walking towards Norton Hall with Zero.

Top luxury cars that can no longer be described as expensive split the sides like soldiers waiting for the king's review.

Turn off the car lights.

Turn off the speaker.

Boys and girls in formal uniforms filed out of the car, facing Lu Mingfei and Ling, bowing their heads slightly.

Although some people really want to rush up to S-Class and ask for an autograph.

But now is not the time to realize the dream of chasing stars. Tonight's protagonist is about to meet. At the end of the red carpet, Caesar stood up the moment Lu Mingfei appeared, his noble golden eyes shining brightly.

Hybrids will involuntarily ignite their golden eyes when they are in agitated mood or high in fighting spirit.

Caesar at this moment is obviously the latter.

In his hand was the long-unsheathed Dictado, the high-level alchemical weapon that was lightly subdued by the S-class on the Day of Freedom.

Use only two fingers.

Some students glanced vaguely between Lu Mingfei and Caesar.

Of course, more people just stood silently.

What will happen?

they thought in their hearts.

Although everyone knows that this is a birthday party held by Caesar for his girlfriend.

But when S-class and Caesar appeared at the banquet at the same time, who would care about the girl named Nono.

Hybrids have the blood of dragons flowing in their bodies, so they naturally have the nature of cold-blooded animals. There is no doubt that they are born to be strong creatures. The weak and the strong are their motto, and natural selection is their game rule.

What is ridiculous is that although he considers himself a dragon slayer, in fact, those who died at the hands of the Camarilla and the current Executive Department Commissioner are more of the same kind of hybrids rather than dragons.

In other words, hybrids are better at killing each other than slaying dragons.

But what does it matter?

Killing and fighting are instincts engraved in dragon and human blood.

Some high-blooded students have begun to breathe heavily.

A pair of golden eyes gradually lit up.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought that even if the lights were suddenly turned off, the Amber Pavilion at this moment could still be described as "splendid".

He chuckled.

He smiled at this solemn moment when he could smell the smoke and blood in the air.

The students who thought that the next step would be another powerful dialogue between S-class and the student council chief were at a loss for a moment.

Then came sincere admiration.

It's worthy of being S-class.

No matter what the occasion, you can handle it calmly and with ease.

They finally know what is the demeanor of a general and what is the spirit of a leader.

Caesar extinguished his golden eyes, smiled, and pushed Dick back into his sheath.

He nodded to Lu Mingfei, turned around and strode towards Amber Hall.

The secretary hurriedly followed.

"chief."

"S-level has arrived, why don't you meet me?"

"No need."

Caesar said.

"It's not time to meet him yet, wait, let's enjoy the banquet first."

The secretary hesitated to speak.

He couldn't figure it out. Caesar sat in that chair for two hours, from eight o'clock to ten o'clock. Everyone thought he was waiting for the S-class, but when the S-class actually arrived, he left again.

Not a word was said.

I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.

After thinking about it, he felt relieved again.

After all, this is Caesar, and it would be really weird if I could read his thoughts.

Outside the Amber Hall, seeing Caesar nodding to the S-class before turning around and entering, the students looked at each other and soon started talking in low voices.

Fingel also reminded Lu Mingfei furtively.

"Be careful, boss!"

He glanced around thily.

"I suspect this is Caesar's Banquet at the Red Gate."

"As soon as you enter the door, boss, and that little Caesar thief throws his wine glass, three hundred axemen will immediately come out and kill you with an M4 submachine gun each. They will kill you on the spot."

Lu Mingfei sneered.

"Only your Frigga bullets?"

Fingel wanted to say more, but Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"If it's as you guessed, it'll be interesting."

"To be honest, I originally came to Kassel with the mentality of going to a military base for further training. After all, I really don't know much about modern weapons. It would be good to gain some experience."

"But, Frigga Bullets."

Lu Mingfei laughed again.

"This is such a child's polite refusal. I really doubt whether you are a mixed race or a college student in an ivory tower."

"But boss, we are just college students."

Fingel said weakly.

"It is registered with the U.S. Bureau of Education, the documents are complete, and it also has a long-term cooperative relationship with the University of Chicago."

"Huh, college student?"

Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard some incredible joke.

“It’s unbelievable that people still come to Kassel with such naive ideas.”

"What, when fighting Deadpool or a dangerous hybrid, can your college ID reduce the damage by 50%?"

"Since you are going to the battlefield, you must be prepared to go to the battlefield."

"If someone rushes to the battlefield with the idea of ​​making achievements, taking risks, and thinking that I am a hero."

Lu Mingfei nodded friendly to the students on both sides.

Whenever someone made eye contact with him, both boys and girls showed a very excited attitude, their faces flushed, their heads held high proudly, and they nodded heavily in response to S-class greetings.

"Then I will wake them up with my own hands."

Fingel on the side shivered.

Even though the S-class looked very approachable when he said this, and his smile was as bright as the boy next door, Fingel didn't feel friendly at all.

He could feel the disappointment in the S-class words.

Naturally, you can feel the determination in it.

As for Lu Mingfei’s determination?

Didn't you listen to what he said? Wake him up yourself.

Fingel seemed to see the future that awaited the students in Kassel.

It was hell.

It was better to quickly change the topic and continue the conversation. Fingel was afraid that his little heart wouldn't be able to bear it.

"By the way, boss, didn't you say before you came that you wanted to ask Caesar for permission to establish a new society?"

"Do you have a specific action plan?"

"What are we going to do?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"have no idea."

"Oh, you are indeed the boss, so..."

Fingel exclaimed.

"No...I don't know!"

He stared at Lu Mingfei with wide eyes.

"Is there no plan of action!"

"No."

"What about Caesar's information?"

"No."

Fingel's eyes widened the more he asked.

Looking at Lu Mingfei, he looked confident, "Although I haven't prepared anything this time, I am very confident."

He really wanted to grab the other person's shoulders and shake him hard to clear his mind.

Of course the rational Fingel would not do this.

He had heard about the tragic incident in which Nono's wrist was almost broken because he tried to attack an S-class in the 3E exam.

Of course, this statement is slightly exaggerated, but it is not important. In short, S-class is a very dangerous character. This is the consensus of all Kassel students.

So, the smart Fingel decided to play a trick to save the country.

Since there is a risk of being beaten to death if you go directly to the S-class person, then the people around him...

Fingel looked at Zero with burning eyes.

"That boss is so reckless, don't you have anything to say?"

The girl nodded.

In Fingel's delighted eyes.

"No."

Lu Mingfei patted Fingel's shoulder, who had his mouth open but could not speak.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

"It's just a fight. I'll take over as many people as they come. I don't have anything to prepare for."

Fingel shook his head, with a solemn look on his face.

"Don't worry, boss."

"Even if you are so powerful that you don't take that little Caesar seriously, as your loyal little brother, I am already fully prepared!"

He approached Lu Mingfei without leaving any trace, and opened the skirt of his uniform, revealing bundles of yellow tubes inside.

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

Just listen to Fingel say viciously.

"Frigga Bomb!"

"As soon as I pull the lead, the entire Norton Hall will be anesthetized for me!"

"what the hell."

Lu Mingfei shook his head in disappointment.

"Still Frigga, so boring."

Fingel was startled.

"Boss, don't you think this is..."

"Well, I thought it was true."

When they said this, they had reached the end of the red carpet.

Step through the door of Norton Hall.

Fingel immediately became attentive and alert, scanning left and right quickly, ready to run away at any time.

What are you thinking? Of course he can't accompany the boss to fight with the student union.

Holding up a telescope and cheering for Lu Mingfei and Ling one kilometer away from the battlefield is already the limit of this guy.

However, the imaginary three hundred swordsmen did not appear.

On the contrary...

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

Two rows of young and beautiful girls bowed slightly, and the leader was an acquaintance.

Rosalia performed a solemn and complicated ceremony.

"Welcome, S-class."

Normally, it should be something like the distinguished Mr. So-and-so.

But it's different in Kassel. The word S-class has a special meaning. It doesn't need to be modified by words like "respected" at all. It is already supreme and noble in itself.

Lu Mingfei originally thought this was a program prepared by Caesar for the banquet.

But I didn't expect that this show was only for him.

Rosalia led the way, the girls from the Lace Girls Group followed on both sides, and Lu Mingfei was surrounded in the center, heading to the banquet hall in a grand manner.

"Have a great night."

When they arrived at the place, after leaving such words, Rosalia took the girls away.

"Are we sending a group of lace girls to greet you, boss?"

Fingel clicked his tongue in surprise.

"This is a treatment that only vice-principals and principals have."

Lu Mingfei shrugged.

"I think it would be better if there are a few people fighting."

He took a goblet from the plate of a passing waiter. The two-meter-tall man with muscles that almost burst his red tie bowed slightly and showed a reserved and masculine smile.

Looking at the field, there are similar strong men everywhere. The agility they have developed in the hail of bullets is really suitable for the waiter's work at this moment. The hands that can suppress the submachine gun and shoot out a straight line can naturally also be used in the job. While walking nimbly, he made sure that the champagne on the plate did not slosh. Only the scars on his face and the gun marks on his arms somewhat ruined the atmosphere. But from another perspective, it was unexpected for these men's badges to appear at a mixed-race party. rapport.

"There's no way around it. Apart from being a half-breed, Cassell is also a school worker."

Fingel noticed Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"

"Actually, the girls in the Lace Girls Group also have personal hobbies, which they think are similar to role-playing games, but the waiters are different. Everyone is of mixed race, but no one is willing to serve others."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He took a sip of champagne and frowned.

"Don't you like it?"

With Fingel's ability to observe people's emotions, he is almost ready to change his job to "Little Fenzi".

Or small grid.

Just listen to what Xiao Gezi said to Lu Mingfei affectionately.

"Boss, why don't I get you a Coke? Champagne has no taste at all. A man's drink should be Coke!"

"If possible, I would prefer plum wine."

"Plum... plum wine?"

Lu Mingfei sighed insignificantly.

"That's all, let's talk about the process of this banquet."

Fingel narrowed his eyes.

At that moment, he seemed to feel some deep, almost suffocating emotion in this young man.

But how could such emotions appear in an eighteen-year-old boy?

It's so contradictory.

Fingel didn't think much and just answered.

"Generally speaking, the process of banquets is very simple."

"First eat and drink with an open stomach, then dance, and that's almost the end of it."

"etc."

Lu Mingfei's expression changed.

"You mean, open your stomach?"

Fingel blinked cautiously.

"Well, roughly, it's like this. Caesar has prepared a complete team of chefs to supply unlimited food."

"unlimited?"

Lu Mingfei heard an incredible word again.

Of course, it was an incredible word for him.

God, listen to this, someone actually told Yama to open his stomach, and also said there is no limit.

This is simply unimaginable than the eruption of Mount Fuji.

Lu Mingfei took a sip of champagne and moistened his lips.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

He smiled eagerly.

"let's start!"

…………

After the Freedom Day, this night's banquet should be the second time that S-class appeared in front of Kassel students.

But considering that most of the students on the Free Day had only contact with S-classes when they were knocked unconscious by him, and at that time Lu Mingfei was just an S-class who existed in the gossip, without any His performance endorsed him, so in a sense, this was the first time that Lu Mingfei actually appeared in front of the students in Cassel as an S-level student.

For example, among the students in the banquet hall at the moment, from the moment Lu Mingfei's figure appeared in the scene, some people immediately cast their eyes openly or covertly, paying attention to every move of the S-class, and prepared an elegant and quick move. Prepare to charge forward and talk to the great S-class.

However, it is a pity that such an opportunity did not appear for a long time.

If you want to talk about the reason...

They have never seen such a good eater.

Especially on occasions like banquets, it is so edible.

The Australian giant lobster, which was as big as half a table, passed the S level, and within five minutes only the shell was left.

Not to mention roasted pork knuckle, caviar, steak and other small snacks that are not worth mentioning.

Fingel followed Lu Mingfei nonchalantly, trying to keep up with the S-class pace.

Unfortunately, it turns out that S-class is S-class, both in terms of food intake and speed, far beyond what people can imagine.

In fact, Fingel is a little worried.

It was not because of Lu Mingfei's health that he was worried about problems caused by overeating.

Just kidding, a mere elbow lobster is trying to affect the health of S-class people. Do you know how to write the word "monster"?

Fingel is worried about Lu Mingfei's image.

After all, he is also a man of the hour in Kassel. What if the boss's bold attitude destroys other people's beautiful illusions about S-class and thus affects the Kyushu branch's subsequent recruitment plan?

He knew very well how much Lu Mingfei valued the Jiuzhou branch.

However, when Fingel quietly observed his surroundings, he was suddenly surprised.

The imaginary disdain or even contempt shown by noble children when facing country bumpkins did not appear at all.

On the contrary, he read emotions called "longing" and "admiration" on the faces of the students around him.

How can it be?

The mixed-race students who always regarded themselves as elites, and the Kassel students who always lived by following tradition and adhering to elegance, when Lu Mingfei feasted wantonly, instead of laughing at this person for not knowing etiquette, they admired him.

What a joke!

Fingel still remembers that last semester, at the banquet hosted by Chief Caesar of the Student Union, he just ate three plates of butter-baked snails and was laughed at.

Although the directory of the hidden folder in the man's hard drive appeared on Kassel's Night Watch Forum the next day, along with his purchase records of whips and candles, these could not at all appease this idiot's love for kindness. The great trauma inflicted on Fingal's naive mind.

Too far, too far.

In short, Fingel was confused at this moment. He couldn't understand why the elites expressed such positive emotions in response to Lu Mingfei's feasting, until he heard someone whisper in admiration.

"As expected of an S-class person, the way he eats is really unique."

"Look at it, you will never imagine how long it takes him to solve an elbow!"

"Is this S-level? It replenishes energy with absolute efficiency."

"Perhaps this is one of the secrets of his strength."

"Well, that makes sense."

The elites nodded thoughtfully.

Fingel opened his mouth, he could eat it too, how could the treatment be so different!

Just because he is S-class!

Well just because he is S-class.

This is too good a reason.

The sturdy man wearing a white chef's hat walked towards Lu Mingfei menacingly.

Fingel narrowed his eyes.

Is it coming? Caesar’s power!

He quietly pulled the fuse of Frigga's bomb, ready to drag all the elites in the room to anesthetize him at any time.

"Hello."

The chef said to Lu Mingfei angrily.

"Oh, hello, hello."

Lu Mingfei put down his elbow and shook hands with the visitor.

The sturdy chef had blond hair tied into pigtails. His sharp eyes stared directly at Lu Mingfei. After the two shook hands, they listened to what he said.

“It is our chef’s greatest honor to have food that is liked by our guests.”

"Especially for a guest like you."

"Is this a challenge? Very good, I received it."

"I will use all my abilities to decide the outcome!"

After saying that, the man turned around and left.

Lu Mingfei was left looking confused.

Who is this?

The burly man returned to the kitchen.

A group of equally strong chefs, holding bright knives and iron pots, lined up to greet him in solemn silence.

Looking at this posture, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "murderous". It makes people wonder whether they are chefs or medieval knights. Look at the knives and iron pots, don't they look like the swords and shields of knights? ?

Of course, using the image of a knight is somewhat biased. It would be more accurate to use the image of a butcher in horror works. He is the kind of strong guy with a gloomy face who chops unknown meat at midnight, turns on the stove and bangs it. You might be able to see the bubbling soup pot...

Anyway, it's a similar image.

The man with blond pigtails is probably a chef or something.

He looked over his men like a general.

I saw pairs of firm eyes.

The head chef nodded with satisfaction and tapped the bottom of the pot twice.

"I received a letter of challenge from S-class!"

"Comrades!"

“Our honor as chefs is on the line!”

"There must be no shortage of food!"

"Ho ho ho!"

The butchers responded by swinging their knives.

They let out a viking-like war cry.

The chef gave the order and the battle began.

The school janitors who also serve as waiters seem to have returned to their glory days.

The days of whistling with bullet casings.

Ah, the rifle is singing, so beautifully!

They are well trained to run back and forth between the kitchen and the hall.

Serve the roasted pork knuckles made by your comrades with their lives to the table of S.

The kitchen is an absolute battlefield.

Each chef had a serious face, as if his parents had just died.

Processing ingredients using the technique used to put a sword into a gangster's chest.

Then he opened the spray gun with the momentum of igniting a mortar, and the blue flames seemed to bring them back to the battlefield.

It's back, everything's back!

The school staff were literally in tears.

Fingel also burst into tears.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it anymore."

He whined as he patted his round belly.

"How can a man say no?"

Lu Mingfei spoke earnestly and thoughtfully.

"You will be looked down upon by others, my roommate."

"Look... look down on me!"

Fingel struggled to get up and tremblingly touched his steaming elbow.

"I'm okay!"

At the same time, under the leadership of S-class, Cassel's students abandoned their ridiculous reserve and elegance, and all began to eat in a heroic manner.

Very simple reason.

S-class can't do anything wrong, so they are the ones who are wrong.

Following the strong is not something you can just talk about.

You have to take action!

However, for some unknown reason, from a certain moment, the elegant banquet of the aristocrats suddenly turned into the scene of the grand opening of the restaurant and the Big Eater Challenge.

I always feel like something is weird.