Damn Chief.
The director naturally refers to the leader of the "Burial Agency", the modern Narubalek.
"Damn it" is how the boy described the director. Combined with the boy's tone, there is no joking element in this description; he really hopes that the director will die.
The other person in the room did not show any dissatisfaction or objection, because this was a common occurrence in the "Burial Agency" they belonged to. In fact, it was not just the two people in the room. The "Burial Agency" had seven members and one alternate, a total of eight members. Except for Narubalek himself, the other seven members all hoped that the director would die.
Because this director has a very bad personality. He likes to kill people, but when there is no one to kill, he will bully other members of the "Burial Agency" in various ways, making everyone miserable. If Narubalek had not possessed the top strength of the world and had sealed several of the twenty-seven ancestors, this group of abnormal people would have sent her to hell long ago.
Now, my fists are not as hard as hers, so I can only vent with words.
The boy cursed his leader out of habit as he flipped through the report and exclaimed when he saw the first paragraph.
"What?"
"Mei Lian, what happened?" said another person in the room.
This is a girl wearing a black monastic uniform. Compared with the overly gorgeous robes worn by the boy called Mei Lian, this simple uniform with a black base, white trim, and a cross emblem on the chest is the normal attire for church members.
The girl looked a few years older than Mei Lian. If Mei Lian had just passed the stage of youth, the girl was about to reach the end of this stage, graduating from girlhood and entering youth.
The girl's style is similar to Shinji's, with an oriental face, short blue hair and blue eyes, which are typical western features. The difference is that Shinji's blue is sea blue, while the girl's blue is sky blue. Shinji has curly hair (recently straightened), while the girl has straight hair.
"Something big has happened, ha ha ha, this is really interesting."
The boy laughed, not trying to hide his amusement.
"It must be something serious to make you laugh like this."
The girl was obviously accustomed to Mei Lian's attitude.
"Of course, after all, one of the 'Twenty-Seven Ancestors' was wiped out, completely wiped out."
"'Twenty-seven ancestors'? Or eliminated? It's really a big deal - which one is it? You are the easiest to be eliminated, but you are still alive and well..."
"Hey, hey, is it really okay to be so blunt?"
"Nothing bad, because I hate you."
"Wow... so ruthless."
Mei Lian cried out with a smile on her face, seeming to enjoy the interaction with the girl.
"But compared to this guy, I am indeed easier to be eliminated."
"You actually admitted it?" A hint of curiosity appeared in the girl's sky-blue eyes.
No matter how much she taunted him, the girl knew exactly how difficult the boy in front of her was. Although the body in front of her was not strong, the boy did not fight with his body at all. He relied on a large group of familiars and four "imaginary demons" as his limbs. Each demon was a terrifying existence comparable to a god-level fantasy species, not to mention that he had collected countless treasures over the long years. Even without the help of familiars and demons, it would not be easy to defeat the boy.
The girl was sure that if she attacked the boy now, there would be only one outcome - she would be suppressed. Because the boy himself was one of the "Twenty-Seven Ancestors", the 20th seat, Meilian Solomon, also known as "Crown", and the fifth seat of the "Burying Agency" - the "Burying Agency" was such a strange organization that anyone with strength could join, even if they were a heretic.
"You have to admit it." Mei Lian gently stroked the gem ring on her right index finger, "After all, it has already become a phenomenon."
"I see. The thirteenth ancestor, 'Night of Wallachia', appeared near the Vatican three years ago. Three years ago, we were all on missions and not at the headquarters, so the church temporarily organized a punitive team, but we were all wiped out."
"So what? We don't like each other, and everyone except the director is waiting to see the director make a fool of himself. Even if the director brings the church's secret treasure, he probably can't take the 'Night of Wallachia' that has turned into a phenomenon. As far as I know, the only one who can deal with him is the black-blooded Eclipse Princess."
The black-blooded Eclipse Princess, the black Princess Altruci, is the "Ancient Red" who made a contract with "Night of Wallachia".
"How on earth... Um, Japan..."
The ancient Dead Apostle, who was fixed in the posture of a young boy, continued to read the report. Suddenly, his arm trembled, and he let out an "Ah" in a voice full of disbelief and surprise.
"Yes, it's—her."
As he spoke, the boy's face quickly turned from pale to red, and the girl seemed to hear a "bo" sound.
Looking at this boy, the girl had a premonition. She reached out to take the report and her eyes fixed on a name.
"Elquet Bronstad... It's her. She's the only one who can make you look like that."
The girl knew that Meilian Solomon was a direct disciple of the original True Ancestor Zhuyue Brunstad, and had a pure admiration for her master, and was the most die-hard Zhuyue faction. After Zhuyue was blasted to ashes by "Jewel Man", she retired from the world and lived in seclusion. After the birth of Elquet, this admiration and loyalty was transferred to Elquet, Zhuyue's replica.
"She woke up from her deep sleep and went to Japan... How did she get to Japan? No one helped her prepare an ID, no one taught her common sense in modern society, no one helped her buy a plane ticket... Is she okay? I hope she won't cause any problems."
The androgynous boy kept muttering like an old hen taking care of her chicks, leaving the girl speechless for a while.
"You don't think she can't survive without you."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and said to himself: "Could it be 'Black Wing'? No, it can't be him, then who could it be? He knows the location of the castle, is on her side, and can help her arrange an identity..."
It has always been Mei Lian's duty to assist the princess in her entry into the world. Whenever the princess wakes up from her deep sleep, Mei Lian will rush over to teach her common sense, arrange her identity, buy her plane tickets, and even provide her with funds. But this time when the young man woke up, he knew nothing.
"Once I met her, things turned out like this. You'll know if you keep reading. It's that woman who can easily seduce an ignorant poor fellow."
The girl said unhappily. She hated the True Ancestor that the boy admired more than the boy himself.
"See, I was right. That woman has a guy who calls himself a guard knight. He's only fourteen years old."