The Puppeteer of Academy City

the dust has settled...

The Knights of the Crusaders salvaged the surviving Crusade priests and nuns, and quickly retreated and disappeared on the sea level.

Behind him, only a huge and deep maelstrom was left behind.

Looking down from a high altitude, it seems to have opened a deep eye on the Pacific Ocean.

For a moment, all bystanders lost their voices.

The short and fierce decisive battle was full of twists and turns, and no one expected the final outcome to be like this.

Even Ling Xingye, who was watching the live broadcast in the underground command center, felt dazed for a while, unable to believe what he saw.

Those are more than twenty top puppet masters and automatic puppets!

In Ling Xingye's impression, "Baiyin" and "Yanshi" should be the top experts at the same level as level 5.

It is unimaginable that they would be taken away by the Knights of the Crusaders in a wave!

Since I didn't see it with my own eyes at the scene, it produced a strong sense of unreality, which made Ling Xingye not know how to react.

Walk out of the conference room and into the bar. Ling Xingye even wanted to drink a glass of strong wine to sober up.

At this time, the waiter behind the bar came over: "Boss, there is an email for you."

As he spoke, he saw him handing over an envelope.

"When and who sent it here?" Ling Xingye asked suspiciously.

Today, only postcards and official invitations are sent in this ancient way.

"I don't know, someone picked it up at the door half an hour ago."

"So mysterious?" Ling Xingye carefully opened the envelope and found that it was just a very ordinary piece of paper.

"What is it, what is it?" Saten Ruiko asked, poking her head from behind.

"A call-up order from the Silver Headquarters," Ling Xingye said, "Let me go out and attack the automatic puppets together..."

"The war is already over, right? Even if I received it half an hour ago, it's too late to go there, right?"

Everyone present looked at the letter paper in Ling Xingye's hand in surprise, not knowing what the afterthought letter meant.

"No, it's just purely late." Ling Xingye looked at the time behind the signature, "The order was actually issued three days ago."

Ling Xingye was not much surprised by this call-up order.

There is even a bit of "sure enough" emotion.

This is normal, no matter what, even though Ling Xingye is a silver puppet master who has become a monk halfway, and he has not even been to any puppet city in the organization headquarters, he is still a "silver" after all - the top master of the "pot in the pot" Puppeteer.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} launched a large-scale combat operation in the waters near Japan, and it would be abnormal if Ling Xingye was not notified.

In the end, due to various reasons, the call-up order was late, and it didn't fall into Ling Xingye's hands until the end of the war.

Hitomi Shiranui asked: "Xingye, if you received this letter in advance, would you go?"

Ling Xingye thought for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I should. I'm not interested in the Crusaders, but I'm not interested in crusading automatic puppets... Sure enough, I'm born silver."

"I see."

Hitomi Shiranui nodded, and then took a deep look at Haruka Toyama.

Yuan Shanyao shook his head: "I didn't do it. Although I did delay for half an hour."

Saten Riko said: "Master was still missing three days ago, right? It's impossible that the headquarters didn't know this information. So they must not have had too much hope, which led to the delay in sending the letter."

"Perhaps." Ling Xingye nodded, Saten Leizi's speculation was very likely.

After all, the inefficient way of conveying orders through letters shows that things are not in a hurry.

After all, the headquarters of the "Silver" organization could not have expected that the elite they sent would be wiped out.

"No wonder Sister Yang and the others called one by one to prevent me from going out to fight. Is it because of this?" Ling Xingye found the reason.

He folded up the call-up order, turned to Qifan and said, "Now that the war is over, it's time to restore order. Let our people cooperate with the teachers of the security forces to act together."

"Understood!" Qifan responded loudly, and then asked, "What about you, leader? What's next?"

"Me?" Ling Xingye shrugged, "Go home and rest, I have to go to school tomorrow."

Yise Qianhui couldn't help complaining: "I still remember going to school, I didn't realize that Xingye is really studious."

"Of course, no matter what, I'm still a student." Ling Xingye said with a natural expression, "By the way, you have been absent from class for a long time, right? Go back and rest quickly, don't be late tomorrow."

"What do you think we are really working hard for?" Yise Qianhui dissatisfied, "How can I help you? Xingye, why don't you thank us?"

"The celebration banquet will be held tomorrow after school, or on the weekend." Ling Xingye picked up the travel bag, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Misaka Mikoto also complained: "After going through so many things, it's lucky that you can continue this kind of daily life like a normal person."

"The same daily life." Ling Xingye looked up at the sky, "Is this what I'm really after?"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} A group of eight people walked on the street, looking at the crowd around them who became noisy and lively because of the disarming of the alarm, they couldn't help feeling a little bit like a world away.

"What will...be like in the future—this world?" Yakushi Tera Miyu said suddenly.

"It won't become more chaotic, right?" Misaka Miqin glanced at Ling Xingye, and suddenly remembered what he said.

—Maybe, there will be so many battles in the future that you will get bored.

It's just that Ling Xingye himself seems to have forgotten about it.

"I am more concerned about how I will explain to Sachiko-sensei tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yakushiji Mixi, Isshiki Chihui and Toyama Haruka also showed distressed expressions. Speaking of which, they also skipped class and came to carry out the "substitute plan".

"Squad leader, you will help us, right?" Isshiki Qianhui moved to Shiranui Hitomi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ah! "Shiranui Hitomi let out a small exclamation.

When Isshiki Chihui and the others were asked to help, Hitomi Shiranui said that she would help them ask for leave from school.

But these days, Shiranuotong himself was so busy that he was dizzy, and he had long forgotten about asking for leave.

"No, it's okay! If you explain it well, it should be fine." Hitomi Shiranui said quickly, "Just take a little time..."

"Don't change the teacher's memory casually anymore." Ling Xingye interrupted her helplessly, "This time the scope of involvement is too big, are you going to change the memory of half the city?"

"Then I can only let Xingye attract the firepower." Shiranui Hitomi said with a smile, "Well, when I see you tomorrow, Teacher Xingzi will definitely not come to scold us."

Saten Saten also frowned at the side: "I don't know if Chuharu took time off for me... It's better to say, how to explain to Chuharu is the biggest problem. Misaka-san, please help me explain to Chuharu-san What? To be honest, I'm still at a loss as to what happened these days."

"Well, I shouldn't continue to hide it from Heizi, let's go to the No. 177 branch tomorrow."

Looking at the interaction of the girls in front of him, Ling Xingye smiled—maybe this is what he wants to protect.

On October 13, the Tenth Crusade came to an end.

The Orthodox Church declared victory, and the "alien race" was hit hard.

The whole world was shocked.

When the world was in turmoil and restlessness, on the next day, October 14th, classes in Academy City resumed as usual.