Feast of villains

"The food is here, please take advantage of it."

The shop owner came up with a pot of hot bone soup, temporarily interrupting the conversation.

Noodles and side dishes were quickly served, and the two began to eat.

Nance scooped up a bowl and drank it in small sips.

The aroma of the bone soup is fragrant and surprisingly delicious. Feeling the warmth after it hits your stomach, you can’t help but sigh that it’s so good to be alive.

Ximena ate the ramen in small bites and didn't speak for a long time.

Her eating posture was impeccable and her eating speed was as patient as if she was fighting a war.

Nance looked at the picture of her chewing her food with great interest. Those bright red lips were so delicate, tender and alluring to the extreme.

The mist caused by the hot soup made her noble face become hazy, looking like an exquisite landscape painting.

"Do demons also want to eat?" Nance asked curiously.

"Generally speaking, you don't need to, but the taste system, digestive system and so on are still preserved. If you don't eat, it feels like these organs have grown in vain." Ximena was eating noodles and talking, and suddenly remembered something, looked up at Nance, and scolded

He said, "Why are you looking at me if you don't eat?"

"Here you go."

Nance lowered his head and started eating noodles.

But he would still raise his eyes to look at the Queen from time to time. Watching the Queen eat, he felt that even the noodles in his bowl became more fragrant.

After eating in silence, Ximena wiped her lips with a tissue and handed him a card: "There is 1 million in it."

Nance drank the last mouthful of noodle soup in the bowl and took the card: "Are you really keeping me?"

"The money to keep Class 9 alive." Ximena combed the hair around her ears with her fingers a few times and said with a calm look, "The money for the pensions of the deceased and the rebuilding of an office building should be enough.

Already."

"How can only 1 million be enough?"

"The unit is pounds."

"..."

Nance's hand holding the card shook.

This is 100 million. He never dreamed that he could hold so much money.

"It's the money you earned anyway." Ximena had a weird smile in her eyes and said something he didn't quite understand.

Nance did not dwell on the issue.

After putting the card away, he calmly asked the Queen: "In addition to you, which other force participated in this riot in Section 9?"

Ximena was about to speak.

Suddenly, she hurriedly covered her lips with her hands and burped.

Nance heard it clearly.

The Queen lowered her eyes slightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Under the table, she subconsciously clenched her hands into small fists and said indifferently: "I am just a little full."

Nance pinched his thigh, his expression contorted.

I really want to laugh, but I have to hold it back, what if the queen goes crazy with laughter?

After a while, Ximena raised her head, first used her eyes to warn him to forget what just happened, and then said calmly: "I won't tell you who it is specifically, after all, this is also a test for you.

, but I can give you some reference directions."

"Please give me a reminder, Your Majesty the Queen." Nance said sincerely.

"Before the establishment of the Black Gold Empire, East Asia was a chaotic land full of violence, with large and small forces fighting constantly. In order to conquer the entire East Asia, the first emperor discussed with Congress and added a provision to the constitution: any undeveloped area

Desolate areas, free city-states that have been developed but are not under the jurisdiction of the empire, and areas with legal disputes, as long as the people or groups that maintain stable control in the area apply to join the empire, the area can enjoy the highest autonomy of the empire, and the empire promises

Securing the interests of controlling groups in the region."

Ximena said, seeing that Nance was listening to the class well-behaved, she slowed down her speech slightly: "There are three autonomous prefectures in the empire. In addition to diplomacy and military affairs, which are under the responsibility of the imperial government, the rest such as law, taxation, police, education

, elections, etc. are fully responsible for the state government. The empire can only provide guidance and coordinate the conflicts arising from the different laws and administration between autonomous prefectures and states. Only when the imperial constitution or laws conflict with the state constitution or state laws, the autonomous state's decision-making

Only then must we obey the imperial decree."

After Nance listened carefully, his doubts were finally partially answered.

According to this constitution, the status of an autonomous prefecture is simply equivalent to an independent principality within the empire.

He began to understand that, in the eyes of the local forces in California, Section 9, a real power agency without jurisdiction, was simply a hawk sent by the imperial court.

Based on the principle of who benefits and who is most suspect, the person who wants to eradicate Section 9 is probably the "King" of California.

Then it will be easy to find the "King".

Kill the king first!

Then concentrate on solving Lesson 9!

Finally, he went to conquer a piece of unclaimed land and become governor for fun... In just a few minutes, Nance had figured out his path for the next few decades.

Of course that's under ideal circumstances.

If it is not ideal, he will only live one more year.

After eating, Nance took the card and went to check out.

There was a bag of poppy shells openly displayed on the counter, and the boss didn't shy away from it at all. Seeing him staring at it, he even joked that he could give him some so that the soup he made would taste as good as the one in the store.

"...It's such a shit world."

Nance smiled sadly and caught up with the queen who walked out of the door.

The streets and alleys of Shin-Yokohama are crowded with crooked buildings that are simple, dilapidated, and congested.

Citizens were everywhere on the street looking for a living, and the buzz of people could be heard far and wide.

A few children playing on the roadside hummed strange Tong Yao.

"A, B, C, vitamin D; fat is in the liver, turtles are in the sea..."

The tender voices of children echoed on the snow, giving this extremely spectacular and dilapidated scene a faint air of lively fireworks.

Nance wrapped his clothes tightly, passed through the thick smoke coming from nowhere, and landed half a step behind Ximena.

Ximena walked ahead with light steps.

Her long pink hair is as beautiful as the cherry blossoms that have just grown in spring. The hair falls from her fair neck to her slender waist, and then to her round and perky buttocks.

The way she walks is also very beautiful, her posture is dignified and her steps are steady. Nance who is following behind cannot even feel the swing of her body.

To be honest, the Queen is really nice.

Whether it is appearance, figure, or noble and elegant body and demeanor, they are all like gorgeous blooming roses.

And those sexy legs wearing black stockings and red high heels must taste good... As Nance watched, he thought to himself, since he is the familiar created by her, should he call her mom?

Queen mother?

It feels more exciting.

As Ximena was walking, she suddenly felt that the beating frequency of another heart in her body increased.

She turned half of her face slightly and looked at Nance. A few strands of pink hair were brushed on her noble and fair cheeks, and her jewel-like eyes flashed with a gleaming smile, quite pretty.

The bridge of the nose looks even more attractive...

The moment this side face appeared sideways in Nance's eyes, he seemed to see a gorgeous and charming galaxy.

The queen asked with a smile: "Does this king look good?"

"Good looking!" Nance nodded subconsciously.

The queen narrowed her eyes, and her beautiful face without any blemishes suddenly gave off a charming temperament. Her smile concealed murderous intent and asked: "What is so good about me? Tell me. If you say it well, I will reward you."

Nance pretended to be dumbfounded and looked away, looking into the distance and laughing twice.

The next second, his feet staggered uncontrollably and he lay sprawled on the snow.

"In the next year, I will not interfere in anything with you, nor will I put pressure on you. Whether you can successfully resist fate depends on you. I still say the same thing, if you are still alive in one year

, this king allows you to serve in front of me."

Ximena's voice echoed in her ears, but she had disappeared.

Nance climbed up from the snow and cheered himself up in his mind.

Fate whispers to the warrior: You cannot withstand the storm.

Warrior: I am the storm.

A cold wind passed by, and a commuter tram happened to pass by the viaduct overhead. The noise of the friction between the rails and the wheels reached my ears through the cool air.

"It's really cold today."

Nance wrapped his clothes tighter

"If you want me to die, I have to live. I have decided to be the section chief from tomorrow on!"

Mixed in the crowd, he walked back towards Class 9.