Lu Mingfei's eyes widened in disbelief. "W-We won?"
He looked at the fallen Caesar Gattuso, then at Amon standing with his gun in hand, gaining an entirely new understanding of his senior's combat prowess. He trotted over with a grin and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Senior Brother, you're awesome!"
Amon casually straightened his cufflinks, his tone as calm as if he were stating an established fact.
"Isn't that only natural? If I hadn't been confident, how would I have dared claim I'd take Freedom Day?"
He slowly brushed his bangs back, revealing a faint smile.
"Junior Brother, you must believe... before us, there shall be no enemy!"
The corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched. So Senior Brother watches Bleach too...
He looked toward the direction of the dense gunfire and asked, "So what do we do next? Keep helping the Lionheart Society break through?"
Amon shook his head slightly. "No. The Lionheart Society has the advantage now. It's time for us to turn our guns around. Although the Student Union's commander has fallen, they haven't lost as long as the Lionheart Society hasn't captured the Church."
"Commander?" Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the blond young man lying on the ground, his fingers trembling slightly. "H-He's the Student Union's boss?"
Over the past few days, he had heard plenty of rumors about Caesar Gattuso. This young nobleman from an Italian tycoon family had stood from childhood at a starting point ordinary people could scarcely hope to reach. He himself shone brilliantly, like an emperor of Ancient Rome reborn; the name "Caesar" was the finest testament to that.
Even after entering Kassel College, a place teeming with gifted talents, his radiance had not dimmed in the slightest. He had founded the Student Union with one hand and developed it until it could