Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

Some people even uttered words to reprimand themselves.

'That's my fiancé, see?ring, engagement ring.We're getting married next month.May I not ask why? '

'What about support? ! '

Usami Reiko rubbed the cold texture from her fingertips, suddenly feeling tired.

This huge machine, even with its extraordinary strength, is still old and slow.

Most of the Order Ritualists who were supposed to be lubricants lost their initiative, like puppets held in their hands.

"Obviously there is a chance..."

Usami Reiko leaned against the corner of the wall, rubbing her cheeks up and down with her hands, with a lonely tone: "But, why is it still like this? Obviously I can survive, my Kenichi..."

Sakai Takashi stood not far away with neat short hair, also leaning against the wall.

He didn't know how to comfort Reiko, maybe Kenichi could.

Kenichi has always been the one to do this.

Sakai Takashi remembered that whenever this happened, the man with a hippie smile would come up to her, make trouble with her a few times, punch her a few times, and then lie down in the woman's ear and say something.

He always has a way to coax Usami Reiko well.

Now, what should I do?

Yoshino Kenichi, you are no longer here.

Sakai Xiao sighed, and turned his head to find that the woman was sobbing in a low voice: "I think the superior must have a reason. I will ask you again, you have been a contact for a long time, maybe next month, next time It will be approved in January, and you will be approved to become a ceremonialist. At this juncture—”

"I don't care about any shit ritualists!"

It’s okay not to say this, but upon hearing Takashi Sakai’s words, Usami Reiko became even more hysterical, she showed tears all over her face, and there was hatred in her eyes: “I told him a long time ago, don’t participate!”

"This is our duty!"

Facing this woman, Sakai Takashi had a headache: "Every official ceremonialist is obliged to use extraordinary abilities to stabilize the society, save the people, and help the country maintain order."

Usami Reiko was a little crazy: "But Yoshino Kenichi is dead, who will save him?"

"I can only say... my condolences. Reiko, this is our destiny. Even if he didn't become a ritual performer, Yoshino Kenichi is still a soldier. This is our destiny." Takashi Sakai said with a heavy tone.

"I can accept his legitimate sacrifice." Usami Reiko panted, she wiped away the tears from the side of her face, and stared at Sakai Takashi coldly: "But I can't accept that he was killed for some reason."

Sakai Takashi was a little surprised: "Killed?"

Usami Reiko sneered mockingly: "Otherwise, tell me, what causes the support team to be delayed for more than 10 minutes?"

"Tell me, why don't those idiots in the conference room say anything about it?"

"Tell me, Takashi Sakai. As a ceremonialist, tell me, do you think these are correct? As a member of the group beyond mortals, do you think this is reasonable?"

Usami Reiko threw the questioning words over, like a piece of stone falling into the lake, causing Sakai Takashi's expression to change.

"I... don't know. Reiko, I don't know. Some orders and appointments, I also feel strange, but..."

"but……"

Suddenly, a rough male voice came from beside the two of them.

"But you just have to obey."

Army boots trod the stone floor.

After the heavy footsteps, there was a man at least 1.9 meters tall.

He is well built, with a flat head and big eyes.

The two arms were almost squeezed through the short sleeves, and there was a leather rope collar around the neck, and seven or eight silver metal tags were worn on it.

When the man walked over, a fierce aura followed. Standing in front of the two of them, that dangerous feeling radiated all the time, sweeping forward.

Reiko Usami and Takashi Sakai subconsciously straightened their waists, put their heels together, and gave a solemn military salute, but the muscular man waved his hands indifferently.

"I happened to overhear your conversation." The man said in a hoarse voice, his eyes swept over Usami Reiko: "What doubts do you have about Yoshino Kenichi's death?"

Hearing the inquiry, Usami Reiko took a deep breath and asked her own question again.

The man listened to the woman's narration without saying a word, with a calm expression.After a while, he nodded: "I see. I can answer your question."

"It was my order that delayed the departure time of the support team."

"At that time, a high-level officer landed at the airport. I followed the regulations and sent a support team from the Tokyo area as an escort."

"There is no way to delay the delay. I am sorry and sorry for the deaths of Nagayama and Yoshino Kenichi."

"Though every ritualist is precious to us."

"But it's also impossible."

"What else do you want to ask?"

"Minister Usami Reiko."

The woman listened quietly and did not speak.

Raising your hand is a slap!

Chapter 73 Chapter 73 White Torch

Snapped!

Usami Reiko slapped the muscular man firmly on the face, and Sakai Takashi who was on the side rushed forward directly, trying to control the crazy woman.

Although the "origin" level ritualists are in the stage of entering the extraordinary, their bodies that have been mysteriously strengthened have far surpassed those of ordinary people.Sakai Xiao pressed Usami Reiko's hand, and the woman couldn't move.

"Do not impulse!"

Takashi Sakai roared, regardless of where the three of them were at this time.

"Go away!"

Usami Reiko roared, and quickly pulled out a pistol from her waist and pointed it at the man in front of her—the man who had ordered the death of his fiancé.

boom! boom! boom!

Three shots were fired at close range, and the flames roared out from the muzzle, and the shell casings fell to the ground and bounced again.

Jingle.

The man on the opposite side was not far away, he just turned sideways and tilted his head. The next moment, he quickly approached Usami Reiko, reaching out to grab her muzzle.

boom!

In order to throw off the entangled Takashi Sakai, this shot deviated from the track, smashed the chandelier in the corridor, and shattered the glass all over the floor.

clap clap.

Usami Reiko kicked Takashi Sakai with her legs, kicked the man away, then pulled out another one from between her left legs, and aimed at the man in front of her with both hands.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!

boom--

The sound of gunfire and the crackle of flames mingled together!

The siren sounded, and the man in front of him clutched his arm.

The gunfire went out, and the hallway smelled of sulfur.

The man dodged most of the bullets, but one scratched his arm.

He was sullen, with a few flames floating behind him.

A large piece of incandescent flame formed a ring, wrapped around his body, and spun happily——

As if with an order, they would devour the two people in front of them.

Seeing this scene, Sakai Takashi's palms were full of sweat, he scratched his short and flat haircut, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Judgment."

Usami Reiko spoke first, calling out the man's identity—the only third-level, "judgment"-level ritual practitioner in Japan.

It is also currently the highest level of ritual practitioners.

Code Name: White Torch

"I've been hurt."

"If you continue to shoot, I will choose to incapacitate you. When shot, it may result in your death."

"Minister Usami Reiko, please choose carefully."

Bai Ju narrowed his eyes, and the veins on his neck were bulging, like an enraged beast, his eyes became more and more dangerous.Behind him, those ring-shaped flames were also eager to try.

"What are you doing?!"

The sound of messy footsteps came.

Teams of soldiers with guns and explosion-proof shields quickly surrounded them. Not far away, a man in a suit stood in the crowd angrily.

The target of the muzzle pointed at three people.

Usami Reiko looked around, ignoring other people's intentions.

She pulled Sakai Takashi away without looking back, and fiddled with the black muzzles of the guns casually.

"Master Baiju, do you want to—"

The subordinate next to him also seemed to be a ceremonial person, and he stood hunched over behind the white torch.

Bai Ju shook his head and looked at the woman's back with a complicated expression: "No need. Tell them not to trouble Minister Usami, understand?"

"Hi!"

……

"So, stop pursuing it, Reiko."

On the balcony of the logistics department, Reiko Usami was rarely seen with a cigarette in her mouth and a wine glass in her hand, while Takashi Sakai worriedly admonished the woman.

"My fiancé died, not yours. Look at your expression." Usami Reiko grinned, but the smile was indescribably weird.

Sakai Xiao frowned: "Yoshino Kenichi doesn't want you to become like this. Reiko, this matter is already very clear. Bai Ju also sent a support team before receiving the support signal. At that time, it was too late to transfer back to the support team. late."

"What about the other field teams, are they in Tokyo?" Reiko Usami asked with a smile.