Challenge: The Fool with the Surname Okayamine

Chapter 39 The Silent Chapter: The Orphanage Explosion

"Ah...oh, okay!"

Fierdo, who was still in a daze after Ming scalpeled her cheek, barely came to her senses and immediately turned to look at the two white-haired twin girls behind her.

Mingze then focused his magic on the steel wire dancing in his hand, creating a giant serpent that seemed poised to devour its opponent at any moment, and launched an attack.

"Wow! Sister is really amazing! That aura is terrifying!" The younger sister of the two white-haired assassins shouted as she dodged the bite of the giant snake made of interwoven steel wires, which seemed to come alive, with extremely agile movements.

Each of the giant snake's teeth gleamed with a cold light, as if it could easily tear a person to shreds, but the younger sister, with her years of assassin training and astonishing reaction speed, deftly dodged this fatal blow.

Then, the older sister's ghostly figure flashed, as if she had teleported, to avoid Ming's seemingly ferocious attack. At the same time, the lightsaber in her hand danced like lightning, carrying a sharp sword aura as it stabbed towards Ming.

Ming was no pushover either. His instincts as a top assassin kicked in instantly. His body moved like a spring, quickly dodging to the side, while the steel wire in his hand coiled around the girl's gleaming lightsaber like a group of serpents.

Just then, another girl seemed to sense an opportunity. A cunning glint flashed in her eyes, and she launched a fierce attack without hesitation.

Her movements were swift and powerful, as if she were concentrating all her strength into this one strike.

However, Phildo remained completely calm. His short sword seemed to come alive, accurately blocking the girl's attack with a crisp clang. The two were like two fiercely fighting beasts, exchanging blows in a relentless barrage, and for a moment, neither could gain the upper hand, resulting in a delicate stalemate on the battlefield.

Suddenly, one of the girls seemed to have made up her mind, and a burning fighting spirit ignited in her eyes. She exerted her strength, and the lightsaber in her hand flashed with a strong light. The light seemed to penetrate all obstacles and instantly broke through Fildo's seemingly indestructible defense.

A hint of surprise flashed in Feldor's eyes, but he did not back down. Instead, he gritted his teeth and prepared to meet the next attack.

The four of them were fighting in this not-so-large space. Because of the limited ventilation windows in the girls' room, Ming was unable to fire a signal flare and had to deal with the two girls in front of him.

'Trouble! She's like a born weapon, her swordsmanship swift and decisive. With Fildo beside her, I can't use my elven powers, and I even have to maintain the sturdy, free-flowing domain protecting the children as they sleep peacefully. This is a bit tricky.'

Ming dodged the lightsaber's slashes at high speed, breaking out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself, while his sister, who was fighting alongside him, shared the same sentiment.

'Is he even human? I'm a sword master created by the Doctor based on Lord Allen, why can't I even touch the hem of his clothes?!'

"She's a monster!" Ming and the assassin's sister exclaimed simultaneously.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate, each possessing trump cards they couldn't use, and their individual skill levels were only evenly matched. Furthermore, the blindfold they were wearing restricted their vision, making them feel quite uncomfortable.

Time passed second by second, and the battle continued. Before they knew it, more than ten minutes had passed.

At this moment, Ming was still fighting fiercely with the younger sister among the white-haired assassins. Realizing that time was running out, his expression became increasingly solemn.

It wasn't that Ming believed he couldn't win, but if this dragged on, and the enemy leader arrived, while he could ensure his own safety, there was no way that all twenty-odd orphans could escape unharmed through just one door.

Upon realizing this, Ming's consciousness momentarily faltered.

"Sigh, there's a flaw!"

Seeing Ming reveal an opening, the white-haired assassin used his manifestation device to convert magic power to enhance his hands and legs without saying a word, and then thrust his sword straight at him.

At this moment, Fierdo, who was fighting the assassin sister on the other side, noticed that Ming was at a disadvantage, so she called out distractedly:

"Little brother Klein!" Phildo called out nervously. Because of the room's design, the battle position recorded was quite spacious, and her position was somewhat far from Mingla's, making it inconvenient to provide support.

Fierdo was distracted by Ming, and an opening appeared in her body. The assassin sister took the opportunity to raise her sword and slash at Fierdo. The girl's pupils shrank when she saw this.

"Ah..." At this moment, Fildo didn't know what to do and could only instinctively close her eyes and wait for death.

At that moment, Ming snapped out of his daze and realized that Fei Erduo was in danger on the other side.

Ming first activated his internal magic without using the display device, creating a small, free domain. He then used his two hands to block the laser sword that was charging straight at him, muttering to himself.

'Hmph! Senior is really holding us back. If she closes her eyes, then...'

Thinking of this, Ming stepped back slightly, withdrawing the magic power he had infused into the threads. Then he extended a scalpel from his sleeve and reached for the blindfold with his other hand.

What are you trying to do?!

The assassin sister, her face filled with terror, shouted as she discovered that the magic power within Ming's body had suddenly surged.

"What!" The older sister, who was dealing with Fierdo, felt this magic power and stopped slashing with her sword, looking in Ming's direction with disbelief.

"Hey, you're going to wake the kids up by shouting like that."

Ming's eyes were icy cold, and his crimson sheep eyes beneath the eyepatch exchanged spiritual and magical power with the Möbius device on his chest, which was engraved with magical symbols.

'Unleash the spell!' Ming silently chanted in his heart.

Then, in Ming's eyes, the flow of time around him was reflected as if in super slow motion. In his eyes, one second... turned into... ten seconds. Everything seemed to stand still, yet he could still perceive it clearly.

There is no doubt that this is the result of nerve enhancement to the extreme. If a normal person used this technique, their mind would be tormented. But Ming is the [Flame Beast]!

Ming Wan transformed into a deep black flash of light, so fast and invisible to the human eye that it seemed to devour all light, and flashed past in the quiet bedroom of the orphanage.

The clock in the orphanage bedroom, though only about nine seconds had passed on its face, left a deep imprint on people's hearts, like a long period of time.

Then, the gleaming scalpel in his hand, as precise and ruthless as the Grim Reaper's scythe, severed the tendons in the hands and feet of the two men one by one with a chilling speed and force. Each severing was accompanied by a subtle but clear "snap" sound, as if the symphony of death was being played.

"Aaaaaah!" Before the two assassins could react, pain erupted almost instantly, and they screamed in agony.

"You shouldn't disturb my kids' sleep," Ming said coldly after putting on his blindfold. His voice was so calm it sent chills down your spine.

Fierdo, who had closed her eyes out of fear, heard a scream and instinctively opened them, meeting Ming's gaze, who was now radiating boundless killing intent. Glancing over, she saw two assassins who had already fainted from the pain.

“K... Klein... little brother..." Fildo cried out instinctively in terror.

For a young girl like her, the murderous intent that Ming unleashed in that instant was something she couldn't bear, even if she had served in the military.

Ming turned to look at the frightened Fierdo, and the killing intent on his body vanished instantly.

"Are you alright, Senior Fierdo?" Ming asked with his usual expressionless face.

Seeing the terrified look on Fildo's face, Ming realized he had frightened her. He approached Fildo and gently patted her shoulder, trying to calm her down.

"I'm sorry, Senior Fierdo, I was too eager just now." Ming's tone was calm, but it was hard to sense the cold-blooded feeling he had just had.

Fildo was still a little scared, but she tried to calm herself down and nodded.

"Thank you, little Klein. If it weren't for your timely help, I really don't know what would have happened..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, then Ming turned around and pushed open the door to leave.

"Little brother Klein, where are you going?" Fildo asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Fire a signal flare. According to what those two just said, the main HTN force should arrive in ten minutes. I need to gather the SSS and DEM members who are on rotation in various locations," Ming said, then opened the door to go downstairs. But suddenly, Ming felt uneasy and turned back, saying:

"Oh, right, keep an eye on them both. We can't interrogate them now, she's already passed out from the pain. And here, take this." Ming said, tossing a bag into Fierdo's hands.

"What is this?" Fildo instinctively caught it, feeling the long, thin object inside, and was somewhat puzzled.

"It's nothing. Just remember, whatever you do, don't open it. Consider this my backup plan for you."

After Ming slowly finished speaking those brief words, he took a deep breath, then stretched out his right hand, opened the wooden door, covered the spot where his middle finger had disappeared under his left glove, closed the door, and left.

Unbeknownst to the two, after Ming left, the assassin sister's hand, whose tendons had been severed, was slightly moved.

Ming went downstairs, opened the main gate of the orphanage, and peeked out. He saw Monica, who had been so arrogant towards him not long ago, lying on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Ming's expression changed slightly with surprise. He immediately went over to check her breathing. Somewhat speechless, he found that her breathing was normal, and she was even snoring. She didn't seem to have been under the influence of any hypnotic gas; she had simply fallen asleep from exhaustion.

"To be able to fall asleep at a time like this, DEM really has a lot of talented people. Möbius is an anatomy fanatic, and now this one..." Ming covered his head, his expression gradually becoming helpless.

Ming slowly shook his head, then calmly reached out and patted Monica's face, trying to wake her. She then woke up as if startled.

"Ah! Report to the leader, I wasn't sleeping, I was just resting with my eyes closed!" Monica, who had just been woken up, immediately stood up, saluted, and shouted.

He and Ming stared at each other in silence for a long time before Ming impatiently walked past her and lit a signal flare in his hand.

Monica, who had just woken up, looked bewildered and didn't understand why Ming had done this.

"Hey, what are you doing! Could it be... that you're one of HTN's spies, trying to signal them? If so, I won't let you off so easily!" she shouted, reaching for the standard lightsaber on her back.

Ming didn't turn around when he heard the question. "While you were slacking off and sleeping, some HTN people infiltrated up there. I and an SSS member who was also forgetting to leave caught them. You can go up and check it out," he stated.

"Oh...ah! No, how could someone have sneaked in while I wasn't looking? What are you talking about!" Monica looked flustered, and her hands started gesturing wildly.

Monica's eyes were filled with doubt, but when she met Ming's serious gaze, she became a little guilty. After hesitating for a moment, she lowered her stance and instantly hugged Ming's leg.

"Please don't tell my team leader! Otherwise, I'll be in big trouble! Or... she might transfer me to another unit! I don't want to go to Director Allen's unit, it's too dangerous, I just want to slack off!" Monica cried.

"Okay, brother, if you don't tell the team leader, I'll do anything, please don't!" she said, her eyes filled with tears, completely disregarding her image.

Ming simply shook his head. "The law has its regulations, and the military has its rules. I can't cover up your mistakes."

Seeing Ming's heartlessness, she still wanted to try to save him, but at that moment, a sudden explosion came from the second floor.

"Boom!" A red flame erupted, and the room on the second floor where Ming went to see the child was set ablaze.

Upon seeing this, the two immediately panicked and went upstairs.

"Hey, what's going on here?!" Monica asked, looking completely bewildered.

"I don't know," Ming replied as he rushed forward, with Monica following behind.

The two of them rushed up to the second floor and anxiously opened the door there. They saw a large number of children trapped inside the sea of ​​fire, locked firmly in a ball in a random clinical setting. Inside the ball stood a short-haired man in a white robe.

The man was pinching Firdo, whose face was contorted in pain.

"Who are you!" Ming shouted.

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head slightly to look. His expression was frantic. He didn't answer Ming's question, but kept muttering to himself:

"Huh? The molecular transfer device I set up on these trash clones beforehand has been activated... Oh well, it's not important as long as the objective is achieved. As for the remaining subordinates, they should already be around. Go and hold off those heretical magicians who are hindering my creation of a magician's utopia."

He murmured softly, the voice seeming to slowly emerge from the depths of his heart, carrying an elusive meaning. Then, his eagle-like gaze, sharp as an eagle, instantly struck the two, his eyes flashing with a cold and dangerous light, as if capable of piercing through them. Without a shred of pity, he lifted Fildo high, then slammed her down heavily, the movement swift and decisive, without any hesitation. Afterward, he stood there looking down, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and loudly asked:

"Are you also here to obstruct the creation of an ideal world for magicians, and to try to stop me, you heretical magicians? Don't you know that this is a desecration of sacred magic?"

Just then, Fildo, who had been thrown down hard, felt a sudden tightness in her chest. Without thinking, she quickly stretched out her hands, urgently gesturing to the two men, her face full of anxiety, and loudly reminded them:

"Run! He's really strong... He possesses unimaginable magic and skills; we're no match for him! Staying here will only put us in a desperate situation!" Deep fear was evident in her eyes.