Chapter 137 Physical Training Trial Who is Scotland?

"Tenth generation! News from Tokyo..."

The brief information crossed time zones, from day to night, and was passed on to the desks of the tenth generation's right-hand man.

Gokudera Hayato frowned and reported to the leader in a low voice: "The young master of the Hyakkikai who you ordered to be kept alive was shot through the head by a sniper from the Black Organization last night..."

This kind of bloody fight between mafia groups is not uncommon, and originally had nothing to do with the Vongola in Italy; Sawada Tsunayoshi had no interest in extending his sphere of influence to Tokyo... Hibari's Fuji Group in Neon was enough for him to watch, and he didn't really want to be the king of the underworld in the world, which sounded very villainous.

All in all, this matter would not have disturbed the tenth generation leader of Vongola, but should have been handed to Hibari Kyoya's desk - it's just that the name Hyakkikai has a slightly different meaning to him.

"The young master of the Hyakki family... seems to be called Hyakki Atsuo?" The young leader paused slightly as he reviewed the official document. "It's him who treats his junior sister..."

Gokudera Hayato had seen the information—even the mere term "school bullying" made those young masters who banded together seem like mere delinquents. The Hyakkikai, the Shōjin Group, and a few bureaucrats' offspring, used to being superior to others, the kinds of bullying these people could come up with were beyond the reach of ordinary delinquents.

"That's him." A hint of coldness flashed in the silver-haired man's eyes as he lowered his gaze. "He's got a good deal."

He actually dared to attack Miss Chaomu... and the tenth generation's junior sister. It would be a pity if that kid died a thousand times.

According to the traditional customs of the Italian Mafia, those bastards who almost killed someone would have been shot several times... For the Vongola, killing those people across the ocean would not be a difficult task.

But the tenth generation and Mr. Reborn had their own ideas, and the lives of those people were temporarily stored in their bodies.

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not make any comment on the other party's life or death.

"It's just a pity... I should have left it to my junior sister to handle on her own." The brown-haired young man pressed his forehead, his eyes showing no emotion. "Reborn's plans have been disrupted too. He should have been informed that a teaching aid is missing."

Reborn always had his own unique way of training his students, but it might just be the right approach for a child like Chaomu. Young, lonely, helpless, and traumatized, a girl needed to rebuild her self-esteem through some radical and drastic measures. Taking revenge personally might be just what she wanted.

It's a pity that one of the culprits is useless. Originally, the Hundred Demons Association should have been an important teaching tool for Reborn... Reborn probably doesn't know about this yet, right? Does he know?

Before his message reached his teacher, his teacher already knew the news - even knew more details than he did.

The mysterious system that connected Chaomu and the others had already issued a warning, alerting her tutor that his new student was tackling some difficult problems that she could not and should not tackle, and that her life might be in danger.

“What a troublesome student.”

The tutor who was tasting wine sighed and made a phone call before calling his student.

When the call reached Chaomu, she was standing face to face with Gin. She raised the toilet plunger, facing the familiar Beretta in his hand... but both of them had calls they had to answer, and they were both pinned to the spot by the different ringtones.

"Put a hold on the fight with Gin." On the other end of the line, Reborn bluntly stopped his beloved student from his suicidal behavior. "What would it be like to fight in the enemy's base camp? The Hyakki Kai has more than just a few people. Don't let this get you into trouble."

"Don't even think about fighting Gin yet... I have other arrangements with the Black Organization, so you'll always have a chance to practice. Your ban is temporarily lifted, so go back to Vongola."

As he spoke, the task instructions that had been blank just now finally changed, and a line of small words appeared.

[Mission Details: Please return to Italy and go to Vongola to find Reborn to accept the next part of the mission.]

Chaomu took a look and found that the ban debuff on her head had also disappeared, and she could return to Italy.

Although she still wanted to fight Gin, the main quest and her teacher's guidance were more important. Therefore, the short-haired girl looked reluctantly at the silver-haired man across from her, who looked like he could drop a lot of gold coins. She said to her teacher, "That's fine with me...but I want to leave. Will Gin let me go?"

The top killer from the opposing organization looked like he could kill her eight hundred times - how strange, she clearly didn't do anything to him... or she had already reloaded the game after doing so, why did he always look at her like that?

"He will." On the other end of the line, the world's number one assassin stated calmly in a magnetic voice, "Whose student do you think you are?"

This was said quite casually. Chaomu said "oh" and suddenly realized: Yes, she is no longer a helpless little raccoon who can be rude to any NPC. She has a master.

She glanced at Gin, who was holding a cell phone and talking to someone in a low voice. The silver-haired man's knuckles were white, and the barrel of the Beretta was trembling under the huge force, and finally the muzzle turned and was put back into the holster.

Obviously, upon hearing the name of the tenth generation of Vongola, even the Black Organization's Top Killer had to temporarily retreat - after all, no organization wanted to inexplicably make enemies with the Vongola, which is known as the world's largest mafia family.

"...I understand." Finally, the killer suppressed all his murderous intent, glanced at her coldly, and turned around in the blood-soaked ground. "I won't do anything to that little rat this time... to her."

Why.

Chaomu touched his chin and felt that he was being made to look a bit like the rat spirit in "The Western O Chronicle" with followers and background.

This feeling was quite new to her, and she couldn't help but proudly puff out her chest and subtly raised her chin towards Mimi opposite her: Look, Mimi, isn't she very handsome?

The girl's fair face was still stained with the blood splattered by the enemy. Yet, she wore an innocent, almost naive expression, seeking credit for herself, which simultaneously threw off one's guard... and... also frightened one.

Zhu Xingda had already put down the butt of his gun and stood beside the vodka as if nothing had happened. He looked at her helplessly and then looked away: "It's time to go, vodka... box."

Vodka, who was confused by all the sudden and inexplicable developments, finally came to his senses and caught up with his elder brother who didn't want to look back, carrying the boxes.

"You'd better leave early too." Mimi Moroboshi, who left only her back as if they didn't know her, sent a message, "The remaining people from the Hyakkikai..."

It seems that this dungeon does not end after killing the boss, and there will probably be a sea of ​​monsters later.

Chaomu casually touched the corpse of the old man Baigui and took out a cool-looking purple-quality katana. He blinked his eyes: Is this asking her to become a katana warrior? Can she learn this from Yamamoto?

She thought about it, and touched the little bastard lying in the coffin again, but didn't find anything... But the coffin lid looked like it was made of good material, so she would see if she could take it away... Oh, sure, she put it in her backpack.

After defeating the boss and scouting the enemy, the player disappeared from the main hall and headed straight to Italy. The members of the Hundred Ghosts Society, who had returned with reinforcements, were left looking at the mess with pale faces, wailing, "Boss—"

The culprit had already received the rewards for his phased tasks and had been promoted two levels. He was sitting in his senior brother's office, with his left and right hands holding him and wiping his face.

"Why is your face covered in blood... and your body..." The man with the same silver hair and green eyes, with a cold temperament, frowned and held her cheek with a serious and nervous expression. "Shamal shouldn't be here at this time. In the infirmary—"

"That's someone else's blood. I'm not hurt." Chaomu secretly took his senior brother's handkerchief, wiped his face, and looked at the brown-haired young man who was also looking at him worriedly. He said in a relaxed tone, "Senior brother, don't worry."

How could Sawada Tsunayoshi not be worried?

Even though Reborn had briefly mentioned his junior sister's achievements in the Hyakkikai, seeing her bloodied and nonchalant still made him feel his eyebrows throb: It was only right for the child to retaliate... What was with this killer who seemed to have killed two hundred people with such ease? How had Reborn taught her?

He cast a questioning look at the young-looking tutor, who seemed to look at him with even more disgust than he did.

"We'll talk about education later." The well-dressed Italian gentleman glanced at the two clueless students. "Go shower and change your clothes first... How long are you going to keep going like this?"

He kicked her out of the office early in the morning.

Ten minutes later, the aroma of black tea and cookies filled the chief's office. The clean and fragrant little raccoon curled up on the leather sofa, biting on a lemon tart, his legs shaking. It was completely impossible to tell that he was still wreaking havoc in Tokyo half an hour ago.

"So this is actually the mission..." She scrolled through the mission panel and looked at her instructor hesitantly. "Teacher, you were originally planning to leave those people to me to deal with, but then a black organization suddenly showed up and killed one of the targets you assigned to me?"

"That's about it." Reborn held the coffee and slowly took a piece of her lemon tart. "I've uploaded the names of the remaining few people and their recent experiences in a spreadsheet. You can handle it yourself."

Kill her? Beat her? That's her business.

He would watch his student deal with the shadow cast by the past on her, correct her in time when she was about to make a mistake, and support her.

His student didn't seem to have any special feelings about this new task, as if those names that had stepped on her head, almost took her life, and ruined her future had never had any impact on her.

She also seemed not to fully realize that those "strong men" who had made it almost impossible for her to resist in the past were now just cockroaches at her feet.

She was just eating her little dessert, looking over with sparkling golden eyes: "Do these people have anything to do with me fighting Gin? I'd rather fight Gin."

Inside the office, several mafia men couldn't help but twitch their eyebrows slightly.

They'd all heard of this Top Killer's vicious reputation... When had he become estranged from Chaomu? Why did she want to fight Gin?

Although the opponent doesn't actually have any "special abilities," the danger of such a skilled killer is self-evident. Furthermore, Gin is practically the face of the Black Organization, which in turn has connections with several other major families and organizations...

Sawada Tsunayoshi's disapproving look fell on Reborn again.

Reborn didn't know the answer to this question, but he had long anticipated his students' insatiable nature.

"It's okay. You can fight Gin—but not with those weird, disposable items you have." He ignored the other student's subtle look, opened the task panel, and issued a new trial. "You can only fight him with pure physical skills. Otherwise, your victory will not have much practical meaning."

"Scotland, Rye, and finally Gin." He listed the three names one by one. "Your challenges should be gradual... I will negotiate with the Black Organization."

"From a purely physical point of view, it's difficult for you to defeat any of them at the moment. But if you're eager to engage in actual combat, it's a good idea to practice."

Reborn's tone suggested he was quite familiar with these drinks. Chaomu scratched his head, deciphering a subtle meaning: her teacher was quite well-connected... able to even get members of the organization to serve as sparring partners. It seemed that Gin had gone from a one-off mini-boss challenge to a weekly trial.

Each of these names was followed by rewards for successful challenges, including experience and skill proficiency. Her mind raced, wondering if she could beat Gin. But wasn't Rai Mimi? If she and Mimi fought, would Mimi dare to hold back? Then the rewards would come.

As for the only slightly unfamiliar name...

The player looked at the quest list and fell into deep thought: Who is Scotland? Has she seen this NPC before?

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Author's words: Congratulations to Gin-chan for achieving weekly boss status (?)

Jingguang: Will love disappear?