In the early morning of the next day, the sunshine in Long Island Estate was still bright.
Lynn was holding a cup of hot milk, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, looking at the destroyed Lawn in the yard.
The big pit that Inugami made last night was very conspicuous. The surrounding turf was rolled over and soil was scattered everywhere.
Lynn shook his head helplessly, took out his cell phone and called a nearby landscaping company he was familiar with, and asked them to send someone over today to refill the soil and lay the turf.
John is sitting at the dining table, eating toast covered with jam.
Golden Retriever Buddy was lying at his feet, chewing on a big bone covered with meat.
The scene of two people and a dog looks peaceful and warm, without the tension of experiencing an assassination at all.
At the same time, in the luxurious Japanese Hotel in the center of Manhattan, the atmosphere was like falling into an ice cave.
On the spacious Tatami, Genji and the withered-looking Elder stared blankly at the Onmyōji who was kneeling on the ground.
This senior Onmyōji, who was so arrogant last night, is now covered in dirt and grass clippings, his right arm is hanging limply, and his face is as pale as a piece of paper.
He reported everything that happened in the Manor last night.
There was deathly silence in the room, with only the sound of Elder's heavy breathing echoing.
The monster that took half a lifetime to cultivate was actually pressed into the soil by an eight-year-old child with one hand.
Not only that, the six elite Shadow Corps that Genji was proud of were wiped out without even touching the hem of that boy's clothes.
Elder is more concerned about his own Killing Curse.
After the Paper Crow flew into the house of the Asia man, it completely lost contact with him, as if a drop of water fell into a boiling oil pan and was completely evaporated in an instant.
He didn't even know what means the other party used to resolve it.
"He also said..."
Onmyōji, who was kneeling on the ground, swallowed and continued boldly, "He said that if we dare to disturb them again, the boy will come to the hotel in person, or directly go to Japan's home."
Hearing these words, Elder suddenly coughed violently, unable to take a deep breath, and a trace of black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Take a trip to my house?
If that monster really suddenly ran to Japan, it would definitely be a one-sided massacre.
These so-called ancient Old Families, especially when the major families within them are falling apart and not united enough, have no room to fight back in the face of that kind of absolute violence.
"Book a flight."
Elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and only deep fear remained in his cloudy eyes, "Notify everyone to pack up and return home today. We will no longer interfere with Vought International's business in Japan."
Genji Although he was unwilling to give up, looking at the defeated soldiers on the ground, he finally lowered his head feebly.
He knew that from now on, the era of traditional Supe like them would be completely crushed by Vought International man-made gods.
At least their family can't compete.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the weather in New York is already a little hot.
Lynn took John to the enclosed outdoor area behind Vought Tower Lawn.
Today is Vanguard Camp the children's twice-weekly outdoor Physical Training.
The little ones had already put on breathable and sweat-absorbent sportswear and gathered on Lawn.
Reggie seemed particularly excited today. He was stretching on the track on the edge of Lawn, ready to sprint at any time.
Annie is doing calisthenics seriously, with a flushed face.
Tommy is facing several sandbags hanging on the iron frame and is practicing using Telekinesis to make them shake.
The most eye-catching one is the new arrival Kevin.
Today he is not holding the huge transparent plastic Fish Tank, but is wearing a small transparent water bottle hanging around his neck.
The kettle is mostly filled with water, and Goldfish Charlie is swimming slowly in it.
This is something Lynn specially asked Logistics Department to customize for him. After all, you can't let a child run around with a big glass tank while getting on Physical Training.
"Okay, let's jog around the field twice to warm up."
Lynn stood under the umbrella, wearing a pair of sunglasses and holding a timer in his hand, "Reggie, remember to control your speed and not exceed Annie too much. Kevin, protect your kettle."
The children agreed, lined up and started jogging on Lawn.
John today did not stand aside as a spectator as usual, but volunteered to be a little assistant coach.
He followed at the back of the team, keeping the same pace as them, always paying attention to everyone's movements.
"Reggie, step more slowly. You are running too hard. This not only wastes your energy, but also easily breaks the turf."
John will sound a reminder.
He just helped Lynn deal with the broken Lawn last night, and now he has an inexplicable obsession with protecting the grass.
When Reggie in front heard John's words, he quickly adjusted his breathing and tried to make his steps brisk.
After running two laps to warm up, everyone spread out to conduct their own special training.
Kevin was out of breath from running. He walked to the edge of Lawn, picked up the small kettle around his neck with both hands, and looked carefully at the Goldfish inside.
Charlie was safe and sound in the water, opening and closing his mouth and blowing bubbles.
"Brother John, Charlie said he thinks the weather is very good today, but the shaking makes him a little dizzy."
Kevin raised his head and said seriously to John who walked beside him.
John looked at the red Goldfish in the kettle and raised his eyebrows. "That's because you were swaying like a duck when you were running just now. You can tell it that when the training is over, I will have someone change it with clean fresh water."
Kevin's eyes lit up, he immediately closed his eyes and put his face against the kettle, seemingly using brain waves to convey the good news to Goldfish.
After a while, Goldfish swung its tail, and Kevin laughed happily, "Charlie said thank you, it likes to change the water the most."
Lynn was sitting on the beach chair under the umbrella, holding a glass of iced lemonade, watching Kevin giggle at a fish, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Annie was practicing walking on the balance beam over there. Halfway through, he staggered and was about to fall.
John, with quick eyes and quick hands, took a step forward and firmly held the little girl's arm.
"Looking at the finish line in front of you, Annie.
"John's voice is gentle and stable.
Annie took a deep breath, a little light shimmered in the palm of his hand, and walked steadily to the end of the balance beam under the protection of John.
As the sun rises higher and higher, the temperature on the outdoor Lawn slowly climbs up.
Although the breeze was blowing, it also brought with it a touch of heat that made people sweat slightly.
Lynn glanced at the timer in his hand, pressed the stop button, and then clapped his hands vigorously.
"Okay, little guys, today's physical training is over. Everyone, come and gather to rehydrate."
Upon hearing Lynn's instructions, the children who were still practicing on the grass immediately stopped and ran towards the parasol like a flock of returning birds.
The logistics staff had already prepared carts filled with iced juice and mineral water and parked them quietly aside.
Reggie, relying on his speed, was the first to rush to the cart, grabbed an orange-flavored popsicle, tore off the wrapping paper very quickly, and bit off more than half of it in one bite.
As a result, the next second he was shivering from the cold, covering his head and jumping around on the grass, causing Tommy next to him to fold his arms and roll his eyes.
Annie obediently picked a glass of strawberry juice, held it in his hand and drank it in small sips.
She walked up to John and handed over a bottle of air-conditioned mineral water.
John took the water bottle, unscrewed the cap, handed it to Lynn and took a sip, then raised his head and drank.
Lynn looked at Tommy and Kevin chasing each other on Lawn, with a hint of smile in the corner of his eyes.
On this sunny morning, everything seemed so ordinary and warm.
However, in this quiet and peaceful moment, the thick bulletproof glass door at the rear of the base made a dull mechanical exhaust sound and slowly slid open to both sides.
An old man with gray hair and thick black-rimmed glasses walked out on crutches.