Starting from the Dragon Tribe! - Chapter 70
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Chapter 70: Caesar: I understand
Sleipnir’s engine was very noisy, but the passengers on it were well-rested the night before, so they had no intention of taking a nap during the journey.
Lu Chen and Chu Zihang sat on one side, while Caesar sat on the opposite. their heads were down, intently studying the contents of this mission.
The general content and objectives of the mission had been mentioned to Lu Chen during the afternoon tea, but Chu Zihang and Caesar hadn’t yet. He was more than happy to hear what the other two had to say.
Lu Chen had always been very self-aware. He was never a strategist, merely good at charging into battle. In fact, if the college had designated Chu Zihang or Caesar as the leader for this mission, he wouldn’t have had a problem at all.
He felt that it was better to let others develop a good strategy. He would go cut down the dragon or Death Servitor to earn Origin Coins. This sort of process was a very comfortable one, so for any Execution Bureau mission, he was never very “obedient” to the commanding officer’s tactics.
But he figured that the college took into account the explicit purpose of their mission, which was to demonstrate to the Japanese branch that they were formidable, so it’d be more “dignified” to appoint him, the S-grade, as the team leader.
“Oh, it seems that Japan is hiding a lot of fun things. No wonder the old guys of the family didn’t want to get me involved,” Caesar put the file on the table and slightly leaned back, his smile clearly saying, “But I want to get involved.”
“The Japanese people have always been very stoic, but also very ambitious. Since the branch has gained independence for so many years, an incident like this happening isn’t strange,” Chu Zihang commented.
Lu Chen was shocked. This was the most he ever heard Chu Zihang say at once!
Then he found the two of them looking at him expectantly, obviously asking for the “team leader’s” opinion.
“Well… We must investigate thoroughly,” Lu Chen nodded, but he felt that what he said was too bare. It was better to admit that he was too lazy to use his brain, “Brother Chu, Senior Brother Caesar, you guys are obviously better than me in history and geography, so why not you guys offer more advice so that we can finalize a plan.”
Chu Zihang and Caesar fell silent, apparently pondering how to handle this well enough, for the college gave too many requirements that were too general.
This mission was classified as S-rank, but based on all these variables, this rating would most likely be adjusted upward.
“Let’s start with the easy portion of the mission. How do you propose to deter the Japanese branch and make them feel the power of the main branch? By the way, the principal mentioned that we could mess around a bit,” Lu Chen suggested.
At last, it was Chu Zihang who opened his mouth, “If it’s like this, how about we defeat the Japanese branch’s strongest first?”
Lu Chen clapped his hands, thinking that this was viable. He and Chu Zihang glanced at each other and nodded.
Caesar froze, looking at the two sitting opposite from him acting like they already finalized the plan and thought, did spending too much time at the Execution Bureau turn these two into murderers?
The college sent us here to demonstrate our prowess, not start a damned war!
But the gaze of those two fuckers didn’t seem like they were joking. Lu Chen was even more up front about it, as if he couldn’t wait to do it.
“What do you think, Brother Caesar?” Lu Chen looked to Caesar, even dropping the “Senior” part.
Caesar was inexpressibly glad that this group had him on board. Even though he was also the type that loved chaos in the world, he was by no means as reckless while doing things like these two fuckers. Beating up the head on enemy soil was akin to asking for a war to start.
But, what the hell, he actually wanted to nod along with them. It seemed like… it would be fun!
But in the end, Caesar regained his wits, “The principal is trying to get us to investigate the Japanese branch. If things get messy, it would be hard to make any subsequent moves. I believe discussing these types of plans is still too early, because we still don’t know the specifics of the Japanese branch yet.”
Lu Chen nodded and thought that Caesar’s words made sense, “That said, on the mission information that Norma sent us, why didn’t it tell us about the Japanese branch?”
Chu Zihang also thought it was strange. He had asked a third year senior brother in Lionheart that had performed a mission in Japan, but when that person heard him mention the words “Japanese branch,” his expression was like seeing some beast of apocalypse and refused to talk about it.
“The old man from the Student Union mentioned to me that it seems that the Japanese branch still follows some sort of yakuza culture,” Caesar was also unclear on the topic. He had also asked a senior classmate about the Japanese branch. The classmate avoided talking about it, but upon hearing that Caesar was going to the Japanese branch, only gave a thumbs-up, as if looking at a martyr.
“Yakuza culture?” Lu Chen didn’t watch nearly enough dramas.
“Probably the worship of the strong and spurning of the weak,” Chu Zihang didn’t watch dramas, but he was very knowledgeable.
“Oh, so they’re chuuni,” Lu Chen understood now. This was an advanced term that Finger had taught him while watching anime.
“Chuuni?” It was now Caesar’s turn to be confused. There was such a condition in the world?
TL Note: Chuuni is short for Chuunibyou.
“Probably referring to self-righteous beliefs, actions, and values unique to adolescents,” Chu Zihang explained in a very academic perspective. This was something he had read in an encyclopedia.
“I think I get it now. So we just need to discipline a bunch of chuunis,” Caesar shrugged, but Chu Zihang and Lu Chen thought he didn’t get it, because in their opinion, Caesar was a qualified chuunibyou.
“I also spoke with the principal once before I joined. It seems that what the principal means is that although this mission is very serious in nature, it is not urgent, so we can treat it as a tour to Japan while taking our time to investigate,” Caesar added. He had gone above his uncle and contacted the principal to obtain the right to participate in this mission.
“A publicly funded trip? Not bad either,” Lu Chen laughed, while Chu Zihang was already on the internet doing his homework to see what he should bring back for his mom.
In less than ten minutes, the carbon-based creatures in this steel beast swimming 10,000 meters in the air had all but forgotten about the mission plan and instead started discussing places to visit in Japan.
If the principal and the college were in no hurry, what reason did they have to hurry either?
The black-haired young man swung his sword, making blood sprinkle in a circular arc, like a blooming flower. He coolly unsheathed his sword, lit a Japanese “Mevius” cigar, and waved behind him.
Two muscular men ran over. The elegant trenchcoats of the Executive Bureau couldn’t conceal their bandit-like aura, “Young Master, drown in the bay or live burial?”
The black-haired young man’s face, which appeared somewhat feminine, could not help but slightly frown, until a beautiful woman in a black suit came over and said, “Same difference. The young master means to get rid of the guy.”
The two men who were “reprimanded” realized their error and slapped their heads, complaining nonstop that they had “recently done a lot of burial work and accidentally formed an involuntary action” or something like that.
Chisei exhaled a puff of smoke and looked toward Sakura, who was holding a Pad. He knew the other had something to say, but this was a tacit agreement they formed over the years. No matter how urgent the matter was, Sakura would not report to him if he were slightly tired and needed a smoke.
“The college headquarters sent a visiting delegation here, said to consist of the three most outstanding young people in the college at present.”
Chisei snuffed out the cigar, his delicate brow furrowing slightly, “A visiting delegation?”
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