King's Feast

As soon as it was daylight, Mrs. Fujikawa got up and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and bento for the two men at home, one big and one small.

"Mom?" The boy in the school uniform rubbed his eyes, looked around as if he hadn't woken up, walked to the kitchen door and looked around: "Did Dad go out early again?"

"Eh? No." Mrs. Fujikawa was taken aback by the question, and quickly wiped her hands to look: "The child's father? The child's father?"

The suit hanging on the wall has disappeared, the tie that has been reluctant to wear has been taken out, and the badge of boyhood that was treasured deep in the cabinet has been seen again.At the entrance, the leather shoes that were polished last night have left with the owner.

Mrs. Fujikawa's hand unconsciously grabbed the apron, and something bad came up in her heart: "Azhi..."

The landline next to her suddenly rang, and Mrs. Fujikawa immediately grabbed the phone as if grabbing the last straw: "Where did you go, my son's father! You..."

"Reiko." Fujikawa Zhi cut off her words gently: "Listen to me, Reiko, I have to do something that must be done. I'm sorry, at home, I will trouble you a lot. I don't have much time , can't chat with you for long..."

"Will you be going for a long time?" Mrs. Fujikawa was afraid that he would hang up the phone: "You will be back, won't you? You will be back, right?"

Fujikawa was silent.

After a while, he said softly: "That His Majesty will send someone to pick you up, don't worry, you will be well taken care of."

"……Feel sorry."

The phone was hung up, and there was only a "beep beep" busy tone on the receiver.

Mrs. Fujikawa's arm holding the phone hangs down weakly, the phone falls out of her hand, and is hung in the air by the phone line.

"Crack...creak..." The sound of boots stepping on the slate was as light as falling snow.

The man in the white robe was tall and slender, and he regarded the door of the house as nothing.While walking, the robes and long hair are entangled and fluttering, as if engulfed by wind and moon.

He walked straight through the small courtyard, stopped under the wooden corridor, smiled and gave her a slight nod.

"According to the order of my self-willed Majesty, come here to pick up the wife and son to leave."

Mrs. Fujikawa stared blankly at the man with a pair of dull eyes.Her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

"Mom?" The boy who heard the voice ran out quickly, held Mrs. Fujikawa's arm, and looked at the man in the corridor warily.

Li Bai sighed helplessly.He waved his hand casually, and the white mist waved between his sleeves.

"The east wind returns with the spring..."

In his empty palm, a dead branch suddenly solidified.

"—Send me the flowers on the branches."

The dark fragrance floats, the petals swagger, and the dead branches sprout and bud quickly in the shroud of mist, completing the process from death to life in just a short moment.

The young man was stunned.

Li Bai stretched out his hand and handed the flower branch to Mrs. Fujikawa, and put it gently in her palm: "Madam, please follow me, I will send you and my son to a place that is absolutely safe until Mr. Fujikawa comes back...or move/ The chaos is over."

This faint fragrance miraculously brought Mrs. Fujikawa back to her senses. Her eyes rolled, and she keenly caught the unfinished meaning in Li Bai's words: "You mean, Ah Zhi..."

Before he could finish speaking, tears were already streaming down his cheeks.

Wu Zhao stood on the roof not far away, silently listening to the crying coming from the courtyard of Fujikawa's house.The morning light that has not yet broken through the clouds falls on her shoulders, like branches of cold snow.

"His Majesty."

Under the house, Kusanagi Izumo raised his hand and waved at Wu Zhao: "All Barbara members have assembled and are ready to go at any time."

Behind him, the half-open car door exposed half of Zhou Fangzun's body.Noticing the look in Wu Zhao's eyes, he lazily raised his hand to say hello: "Yo."

And parked around was a convoy full of fully armed Barbara members.

"Heh, times like Barbara come quickly." Fushimi Arubiko's voice came from the alley.

When the natural enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

"Huh? You stinky monkey, what are you talking about!" Hatta Misaki grabbed the baseball bat next to her and was about to rush up, but was stopped by Zhou Fangzun.

"Yata."

"Fushimi." Reiji Munakata's voice came from outside the alley.

Fushimi Yuan Bigu turned sideways, and stopped provoking Barbara.

Reiji Munakata pushed his glasses, walked into the alley with long legs: "Your Majesty, Scepter 4 is ready—I'm waiting for this sword of righteousness, it hasn't corroded yet."

A slight smile appeared on Wu Zhao's lips, and she put her hands in the pockets of the pure white windbreaker, jumped down gracefully, and landed firmly on the ground.

"In that case, let's go - to the final battlefield!"

"Oh——!!" The barbarians cheered and responded, their excited expressions carried the cheerfulness of finally being able to avenge their shame.

Whether it's ten bundles of tatara, Zhou Fangzun, or even Jungle's infiltration and suppression of Barbara, they have been suppressed for too long.

But now, under the leadership of Wu Zhao and the two Red Kings, they have finally accumulated enough strength to kill their enemies with one blow, and they no longer have to struggle to suppress their anger.

Zhou Fangzun raised his eyes and looked at Wu Zhao with a smile. His hoarse voice was as lazy as ever, but it made everyone excited: "We are waiting for the barbarian, it is a flame. Our anger should end with a flame."

"NOBLOOD! NOBONE! NOASH!"

"NOBLOOD! NOBONE! NOASH!!"

"NOBLOOD! NOBONE! NOASH!!!"

Wu Zhao closed his eyes and smiled lowly. He took the lead in walking towards the street with his long legs.

As the sun rises, the golden light bursts out of the clouds, and the entire high sky is brilliant golden red.

The wind whipped up the hem of Wu Zhao's windbreaker, and her shadow was stretched and cast on the stone slab.

With a half-lit cigarette dangling from his lips, Zhou Fangzun smiled lazily and stood up to follow. The silver chain around his waist dangled as he walked, shining brightly.

Reji Munakata pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the light reflected by the lenses was pure white.When Wu Zhao brushed past him, he turned and followed.

Under the high sky, the city is full of gunpowder.

And Wu Zhao led the crowd, marching forward proudly and majestically, with firm footsteps.

·

"KING." Gojo Sukuna wiped off the splattered blood on his uniform before pushing open the door of the hut: "The matter with the blue group has been dealt with."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Bishuiliu stared at the constantly refreshing news on the screen in front of him, frowning: "The people from the Cyan Clan are still in the headquarters, haven't they gone out?"

Gojo Sukuna nodded in confusion, but Bishuiliu vetoed sharply: "No!"

"This moving line, it's not right! The young group and the red group must have a big move today, where did they go? What are they going to do!"

On the screen, information from Jungle's eyeliners all over the city is gathered together. On the city simulation sand table, countless red and blue lines extend and intersect, and the course of action is calculated under the program setting.

Bi Shui Liu stared at the screen, holding his breath, waiting for the final result.

Finally, the screen freezes, and the red and blue colors converge into a huge light spot, where is——

"Imperial Pillar Tower! There's the Dresden stone slab!" Gojo Sukuna exclaimed, and he looked at Bishuiliu hurriedly: "KING, I'm sorry, I don't know when the youth team left the headquarters, I have been staying there , they didn't have a chance to leave."

However, Bi Shui Liu was so angry that he regained his composure. He relaxed his tense muscles, fell backwards, and leaned back into the wheelchair.The loose hair blocked his eyes, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed lowly.

"Wu Zhao...was this aimed directly at me?"

Gojo Sukuna asked worriedly: "KING?"

When he raised his head again, the flow of water had returned to its usual calmness and gentleness, and he comforted Gojo Sukuna with a smile: "I'm fine, sorry for scaring you."

"Since Wu Zhao has declared war, why should we not fight?" Bishui Liu said while posting a new mission on the Jungle website: "Let's go, this time I will go with you."

"KING! Your body..." Gojo Sukuna was shocked.

But Bi Shuiliu shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "We must fight hard, for our ideals - this is the last battle that puts my life and death on the line. Wu Zhao's goal is the Dresden Slate. Once the slate is destroyed, The power that has been keeping me alive in the place of my heart fails, and I shall die."

"So, this time, I will personally fight against Wu Zhao. Even if I have to die, I hope that I will die in the battle for change/revolution."

Gojo Suku's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, he hastily echoed, turned and ran out of the hut.

Bi Shuiliu lowered his eyes and looked at the screen. The newly released task was a mandatory task, and tens of thousands of people had already accepted it.According to the positioning of the personal terminal, all those who accept the task have begun to move towards the imperial pillar tower in a posture of encirclement.

The newly released mission hangs high on the front page.

[JUNGLE final battle - task content: guard the Dresden slate, annihilate the barbarian organization, Scepter4 organization, and all members of Wu Zhao. 】

【We, Jungle, will launch a letter of change/reform to the decayed world order today. 】

·

The "rabbits" of Feishiyuan stood silently under the imperial pillar tower, and the golden power halo radiated light under their feet, reflecting the bright and dark under the rabbit's mask, which was quite dangerous.

Akimitsu Asahiko was so busy that he was running fast on the roof of the eaves while coping with the incoming communications to coordinate the situation of all parties.

When he finally arrived at the Yuzhu Pagoda, out of breath, he saw the scene where Wu Zhao led a group of kings, clans and her attendants to confront Feishiyuan.His heart almost stopped beating in fright, and the personal terminal almost slipped from his sweaty palm.

Ears caught the slight sound, Wu Zhao tilted his head slightly and raised his eyes, and saw Qiu Guang Chaoyan standing on the roof not far away with his hands on his knees, sweating profusely.

She took her palm out of the pocket of the pure white windbreaker, and waved to him with a smile: "Morning, Xiao Qiuguang."

After observing for a while, he found that Wu Zhao was in a good mood, and Qiu Guang Chaoyan's heart fell back to its original position and began to beat normally.

He breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the roof, bent his knees to offset the impact of the height difference, then straightened up and walked to Wu Zhao.

"Your Majesty, didn't you make an appointment with me to tell me in advance if you make any big moves?" Qiuguang Chaoyan complained slightly: "You know Meizizi drank a little wine, slept soundly with the quilt in her arms, and then The feeling of jumping out of bed when the phone rings like a frantic attack?"

Wu Zhao shrugged innocently, only thinking that Qiu Guang Chaoyan was acting like a baby: "I don't know. No one dares to disturb my sleep yet."

Akimitsu Asahiko: "..."

Sorry, he shouldn't have asked.