Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 269 Mission: 05-6 Entrance Ceremony
The Cassell College campus is located in a nondescript mountain on the outskirts of Chicago, nestled in the waters of Lake Michigan. With no roads leading to the outside world, access to the campus relies on a train that commutes between campus and Chicago. Even from outside the mountain, the campus is difficult to spot.

The whistle of the train entering the station slowly stopped, and two freshmen and an "old student" stood up, took their luggage, and walked out of the carriage decorated with carved solid wood and embroidered furniture.

"I thought the college was rich," Lu Mingfei sighed, his back bent under the weight of the bags behind him. "But I never thought they would spend so much money decorating even the trains."

"Even the principal has to take this train when he goes out, so of course he's willing to spend money on it," Finkel said. "If you expect similar treatment for the dormitories, you're expecting too much."

"Even if it were only one-tenth as exquisite as the train, it would be enough to blind my eyes."

The campus was exceptionally quiet. The library, church, square...there was no one in sight anywhere. It was so empty that it made people feel uneasy.

If he hadn't been able to see Finger and Nero beside him, Lu Mingfei would have suspected he was experiencing clairvoyance again. He looked around for a long time before turning back to Finger and asking, "Doesn't the academy have any welcoming ceremonies or anything like that?"

"No, there is." Finkel smiled mysteriously, "But it's very special, don't scare you later."

Scared? Lu Mingfei immediately understood: it was probably some kind of prank like pretending to be a ghost, which would be very consistent with the style of this psychiatric institution. But then he thought again: this institution teaches dragon slayers and trains dragon slayers, so pretending to be a dragon should be more appropriate than pretending to be a ghost. Perhaps he would soon see a projected or mechanical dragon descend from the sky.

"Can I hit someone if I'm scared?" Nero asked eagerly. Finger was shocked when he heard this: "Oh my god, Junior Sister, your Word Spirit is no joke. Not even the Night Watch can guarantee that they can seal it! Don't..."

A muffled thud echoed from above, and Finger, who hadn't finished his words, suddenly lost them. The immense momentum carried him forward, his entire back stained bright red, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in the center of his exquisite uniform.

The source of the muffled sound was a silenced sniper rifle. Judging from the impact point, the bullet that hit Finger should have passed through his chest, shredding his heart, lungs, and other vital organs, leaving only a useless, blurry mass of flesh and blood.

And Finkel did not move.

"Ah!" Lu Mingfei screamed, retreating back into the shadows of the station. This sharp, soprano-like voice completely shattered the tranquility of the academy. Alarms blared immediately after Lu Mingfei's scream, followed by a burst of gunfire, crackling like firecrackers, shredding the still air.

A crowd of people poured out of a small building on one side of the square. After several twists and turns, these dark figures nimbly found their respective cover, shooting as they crossed the square and charged towards the other side. From the church on the other side, figures in crimson clothing also emerged, charging towards the black side like a mirror image.

Lu Mingfei, breathing slowly, realized the red and black groups were two different groups. After his initial shock, he began to wonder if this was a real-life CS match or the most violent deathmatch yet. But it all felt too real: the bullet-riddled ground, the blood splattered from human bodies... If all this wasn't real, then was Lu Mingfei in a computer world like The Matrix?
Thinking of this, he stuck his head out and looked worriedly at Nero who was still exposed to the hail of bullets.

Then Nero reached into the suitcase and slowly pulled out a long sword. It was the same sword Lu Mingfei had seen before. His eyes widened, and for a moment, he forgot about the hail of bullets. Because this was even more bizarre: no matter how you looked at it, that suitcase couldn't possibly hold such a long sword! Even if you took a diagonal measurement, it was at least twenty centimeters shorter!
Is Nero's sword retractable? It's a Japanese sword, not a magic rapier!
But then again, was Nero planning to attack with his sword? Even the heroes in martial arts novels wouldn't be able to penetrate this level of firepower.

She swung her knife. Something incredibly fast was cut through mid-air, leaving two long, thin marks on the ground behind her.

"Slash bullets with a knife?!" Lu Mingfei was shocked but also relieved. It seemed Nero was still quite reliable. Lu Mingfei just needed to hide behind her and he would be fine. As long as he didn't actively run into the firepower of the black and red sides, dealing with a few stray bullets wouldn't be a big problem.

But the problem is that Nero's overly high-profile behavior attracted the attention of both the black and red factions.

Right in front of Lu Mingfei, Nero leaped lightly to the top of the station, and the place where she had just stood was instantly reduced to a pile of rubble by countless bullets. Lu Mingfei's cheeks twitched as she imagined the impact of those bullets on a person.

Poor Finger, who repeated four years of college, finally collapsed on the eve of graduation... Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei looked behind him, but the only way to hide behind him seemed to be the train tracks. He carefully compared whether it would be better to be killed by a bullet or to be run over by a train, and finally, helplessly, chose the bullet.

The dense barrage of fire forced Nero back. Even if she could deflect ten bullets simultaneously, she'd still have to dodge the remaining ninety. After dodging for so long, she was finally forced to find cover. Lu Mingfei noticed that she still had the energy to protect her suitcase, which didn't have a single bullet mark. Meanwhile, Lu Mingfei's luggage had been exposed in broad daylight for a long time, and it seemed to have taken several stray bullets, causing Lu Mingfei to feel a pang of pain.

As if it weren't for the unfortunate news, someone actually called Lu Mingfei at this moment. He frantically pulled out his phone, thinking about leaving a last message for his uncle, aunt, and Su Xiaoqiang, and then he saw the name on it was Nero. He looked up at Nero, who was hiding in the corner on the other side. Sure enough, she was also holding up her phone and shaking it towards him.

This was using the phone as a radio. Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment before answering the call. Nervously, he retreated completely behind cover before raising the phone and asking, "Hello?"

"I remember you were pretty good at shooting?"

After all, the situation was urgent, so Nero spoke directly. Lu Mingfei covered the microphone of his phone and whispered, "That's right, but..."

Before he could finish his words, Nero interrupted him: "Then get ready. I will help you confiscate a gun and then cover me."

The phone hangs up.

(End of this chapter)