TARGET TWO The Secret of the Mission Cards: What is the Mission? Part 2
The next day, the sun broke through the clutches of darkness and covered the earth with dawn. The soft morning light awakened the sleeping people, penetrated through the gaps in the gauze curtains, and danced in the room.
The birds outside were chirping on the branches, and the alarm clock on the bedside table inside kept ringing. After a long time, I stretched out my hand from under the quilt and pressed it hard. I got up from the bed, stretched my body and yawned, pushed open the glass door of the balcony, and stood on the balcony to stretch.
I faced the morning light but didn't want to open my eyes, so I closed my eyes and muttered to myself: "I had a dream last night. I dreamed of the mask of Baron Shiloh! Haha, so funny, why would I dream of the mask of Baron Shiloh?" I laughed foolishly for a while, and then I felt that the dream was too real, so I opened my eyes.
The first ray of sunlight that hit my eyes was a little dazzling, but it soon soothed my emotions with its warm temperature. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked at the floor tiles, and the bloodstain was still there!
Oh my god, this means I didn't dream last night! I really saw Baron Shiloh's mask, saved him, and... I suddenly felt very scared. If I didn't dream last night, then my mission card is really gone?
The dark marks of the explosion are still on the floor, which means that my mission card has exploded!
I squatted on the ground, holding my head, staring blankly at the marks on the ground. Countless roaring figures of Duverger suddenly popped up in my mind. He called me an idiot, a retard, and a brainless person... But don't these three words mean the same thing...
This is the end! This is the end! I will die miserably, unless Duverg is willing to help me and tell me the mission this time, but Duverg... Countless images of Duverg roaring and cursing flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help but sigh heavily.
The morning air was very good, and the birds in the trees were chirping and singing songs, but none of these aroused any happiness in my heart. I walked to the classroom in a distracted manner and even forgot to eat my precious breakfast.
As soon as I entered the classroom, it was empty. I thought I was too early, so I sat down in my seat. I sat there until my waist was numb, but no one came, not even the diligent teacher. By this time, the sun had risen to the noon height.
Today is so strange, there is no one here and today is not Saturday... wait, today... it seems like it is... At this moment, my cheeks are already covered with tear marks, today is actually Saturday!
I couldn't stop myself anymore, tears burst out like a flood, and I screamed in my heart: My Saturday! My mission card!
Sometimes, it is not only pain but also hunger that awakens the giant.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and I covered my stomach. I stopped crying instantly and said to myself with a pursed mouth, "I'm so hungry... I wonder what Romani and the others had for dinner today."
Speaking of Romanie and the others, today is Saturday, and it should be time for them to play tennis. I once asked Romanie to take me with them, but she coldly refused.
I suppressed my hunger, lay on the windowsill and looked at the tennis court.
The huge campus seemed deserted because it was a weekend. The only lively atmosphere was in the tennis court shaded by bushes. Three girls in cute tennis suits were swinging their tennis rackets on the court, and the sound of hitting the ball echoed throughout the empty campus. They looked even more youthful and beautiful in the breeze and sunshine.
"They must have eaten, otherwise how would they have the energy to play tennis..." I thought angrily, burying my head in my elbows, feeling gloomy and unable to find an outlet to vent my emotions. I had no intention of watching them play tennis, but leaned my head against the glass and closed my eyes, thinking about the food. But at this moment, Romani's exclamation sounded.
"Who are you? How can you come into our school without permission?" Romani shouted in panic, "Let go! Let go! Help!" In addition, Nicole and Havensteen also screamed, "Don't come over here, or I'll call the police!"
Something is wrong. They are just playing tennis. Are they afraid of the tennis ball getting close to them?
I quickly looked back and saw that Romanee and the other two were being harassed by a group of hooligans with colorfully dyed hair on the tennis court. The leader was a guy with long hair covering one eye and chains hanging around his neck, hands, and body. He was holding Romanee's wrist and showed no mercy to her no matter how she struggled. Instead, he had a look of lewd pride on his face.
Since the classroom is on the second floor and the tennis court is right below, I can clearly see everyone's expressions and hear their conversations.
"Hey, girl, did you know that I was coming, so you were waiting here in advance, ready to play with me?" The man with long slanted hair tilted his fox-like narrow face and moved closer to Romanee, immediately receiving Romanee's shrill scream and desperate struggle.
On the other side, Nicole and Havensteen were also caught by the gangsters.
Looking at their despicable behavior, the next step is to take action against them!
Romani struggled and screamed, "Help ! Someone save us!"
The long-haired boy laughed loudly, and the lip studs on his lips reflected a gleam of light in the sun: "You can scream, but there are not many people here on weekends. No one will come to save you no matter how much you scream!"
Oh my god! Romani is in danger! I have to save her!
Since I had been lying on the windowsill for a long time, my legs were numb. At this time, the situation was urgent and I wanted to run out to save them. After I stood up quickly, my movements were unstable and I rushed towards the window...The next scene was that I broke through the glass window, fell from the sky amidst flying glass fragments, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, I sat on a very fat gangster, knocking him unconscious immediately.
Everyone was silent. The shattered glass stopped falling and the billowing smoke and dust disappeared.
I sat on that perfect meat cushion, lowered my head and said through gritted teeth: "Who said no one came to rescue them."
Because his legs were too numb and had not recovered yet, he could only lower his head and endure it. So his voice sounded particularly cold, as if a killing weapon was warning the incompetent trash.
"You... who are you?" The girl with long slanted hair was still grabbing Romanie's wrist, but she was obviously retreating, completely because she was scared by me just now.
I slowly stood up from the fat gangster, lowered my head, and trembled all over, like a ghost from hell, as if I was gathering strength to attack.
Yes, how can I not tremble? My legs are so numb, how can I recover so quickly!
"Don't meddle in other people's business!" The boy with long side-slanted hair grabbed Romanie and stepped back step by step, while I moved closer step by step.
"Let her go..." I said in a low voice.
The boy with sidelong hair winked at the one behind me, and one of the thugs immediately took his hint, quietly picked up the baseball bat in his hand, and slowly came up from behind me.
Nowadays, every gangster likes to carry a baseball bat, as if having a baseball bat can add several levels.
The ugly eyes of the long-haired boy flashed with cunning light, and he deliberately said: "I will let her go, don't get excited."
Why am I excited? My legs are numb. Is it not possible?
At this moment, the thug behind me suddenly attacked. He picked up a baseball bat and swung it horizontally towards the back of my head.
Romani and the other two saw it clearly. They widened their eyes and shouted, "Be careful!"
At this moment, the numbness and pain in my legs reached its peak. It felt like thousands of needles were pricking my legs. The soles of my feet were particularly uncomfortable and I couldn't stand at all. So I squatted down and rubbed my legs. If I could, I would rather sit on the ground and massage my feet.
Next, the man's baseball bat missed, but the force was too great and it directly knocked down the three strangely dressed thugs next to me.
I saw three figures falling down, so I quickly jumped to the side with all my strength. Unexpectedly, I knocked the gangster who was swinging the baseball bat away, and he hit the thick pillar of the tennis court fence and lost consciousness.
At this moment, I somehow managed to take care of five thugs. They were all lying or falling to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Now, the boy with long side-slanting hair is the only one left.
"You, you, you, don't come over here!" The boss with long side-slanted hair lost all his demeanor, and the hand he was holding Romanie began to tremble.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." I was still very sorry for what had just happened, so I picked up the baseball bat from the ground and hurried to comfort him. But when the boy with side-hair saw me approaching with a baseball bat, he was completely scared.
He let out a roar, pushed Romanie towards me, then turned around and ran away.
I caught Romani, who was rushing towards me in panic, and threw the baseball bat in my hand with a flick of my wrist. The baseball bat hit the back of the head with long side-length hair accurately.
The dust was stirred up, and the boy with long side-length hair fell to the ground and fainted.
I took care of this group of six guys in this way.
I couldn't believe it. I stared at the mess with my mouth and eyes wide open. It took me a long time to come back to my senses from my confused state.
"Graya, you are so awesome! You are our hero!" Romani grabbed my shoulders, her eyes filled with tears of gratitude.
"Yeah! Fortunately, you're here!"
"You really are an expert, why didn't I know this before?"
Havensteen and Nicole also grabbed me and thanked me profusely, but it seemed that Nicole's point was a little strange. But who cares? They called me a hero!
"From now on, you are our boss, and we will obey you!" Romani grabbed my hand and promised seriously.
I started to smile foolishly, and my eyes turned into inverted crescents. Yes, that's right, that kind of silly smile.
I was completely immersed in the baptism of being a hero. In my mind, I was standing on a high platform, and tens of thousands of voices from all directions were shouting "hero, hero". It was really intoxicating!
At this moment, Romani and the other two screamed behind me. I turned around and saw the thug who had just hit the pillar and fainted, rushing towards me again, ready to fight to the death.
My legs were still numb and I couldn't move at all. At this moment, Duverg suddenly appeared and threw the gangster to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. After a dull sound of falling to the ground, he quickly knocked the gangster unconscious with a punch.
"Hey, how can you be so careless?" Duverg said expressionlessly.
"Yeah, he's too careless. Others fainted once, but he fainted twice. He only got one lunch box..."
I looked at Duverger with a silly smile, thinking of telling a joke to please him.
Duverger didn't appreciate it and continued with a cold face, saying, "What nonsense! Come with me now."
"Where are you going?" I smiled flatteringly.
Duverger said stiffly: "There is a new Aix restaurant opened in front of the college. Come with me." Then he turned and left.
"Oh." I said, and was about to follow him, but Romanee didn't agree. She stopped Duverg and asked in confusion, "Your way of dating girls is really high-end, isn't it? So cool."
Phew, about dating a girl, Romanie must have misunderstood. I waved my hands and was about to explain when I was interrupted by Duverg.
"What does it have to do with you where I tell her to go?"
“Why is it none of our business?” Romani put her hands on her hips. Nicole and Havensteen stood on her left and right, posing like beautiful girls, and said in unison, “She’s our boss!”
"Boss... Boss..." Duverger's mouth twitched. Finally, he sighed and said, "Grayya, you are amazing. You have recruited followers after only a few days. But don't forget what you are here for. You only have half a month left."
Duverg's reminder was like a bolt of lightning. I suddenly remembered the mission card that I had never seen before. If I could ask Duverg for help at this time, I wonder if he would...
I thought for a moment, then smiled at my finger and said, "Duverg, you said...if...I mean if!"
"Stop talking so much. Why don't you just say it directly?" Boss Dufoge said impatiently.
"No... Actually, I mean..." I said with a confused look on my face, "Do you know the content of this mission?"
Duverg slowly turned his head, his bright and cold eyes locked onto my face. He stared at me for a long while, then asked in confusion, "Don't tell me you don't even know what this mission is?" His tone was as if he was asking a fool.
"No! Hahaha!" I patted Duverg's shoulder and laughed, "How could you not know? How could this be possible! Haha——"
"That's good to know." Duverg didn't have the patience to deal with me. He said with a cold face, "Come with me."
I nodded timidly and said "OK". Just as I was about to leave, Romanie and the other three grabbed my hands.
Nicole and Havensting said in unison: "Where are you going, Graya? We want to go with you!"
Romanee walked around to Duverg, crossed her arms and looked up, and said, "Mr. Duverg, are you going to take our good sister Greya to the restaurant and ignore us?" She saluted Duverg with the "upward salute" that a royal lady should have, "Shouldn't she bring her good sister along? That would be more polite."
"I'm not interested." Duverg still had a cold face and didn't give any face at all.
"Don't worry, we'll go together. I'm so hungry. Let's go!" I laughed and led Romanee and the others in front, shouting to Duverg to keep up. "Let's go. Where is the restaurant you mentioned? I'm so hungry!"
Duverger had a black line on his forehead, a deep well-shaped mark popped out on his forehead, and followed behind with a sullen face.
