Volume 7: Da Mu Da Mu Chapter 72 Jerusalem is before me and speaks to me!
Time quickly came to evening, and just as Zha Kang had expected, the originally bleak atmosphere of Star Castle became strangely lively at this moment.
All kinds of people showed up, and no matter what they thought in their hearts, everyone had a smile on their face at the opening ceremony of the trade fair held by the three major mentors.
Some of the more acting savvy ones would even hypocritically praise the wisdom, courage and tactics of the three great mentors, while at the same time maliciously disparaging the dead warlock as a rogue who should have been eradicated long ago.
Even though not long ago, they were still using the same words to praise the Warlock's dark wisdom as worthy of awe.
Well, it's just a way to make a living, and there's nothing shameful about changing with the wind.
"Hey, honey, look what I found?"
Harley and Quinn walked hand in hand into the banquet hall on the third floor of Star Castle, and instinctively locked their eyes on Mason, who was talking to Agent Natasha, the captain of the Aegis team, in the crowd.
The two men walked over quickly and showed Mason the special collars they were holding.
The captain took it in his hand, took a look at it, and said with a smile:
"Cerberus's Hell Collar is great. It's perfect for Luther and Luke. Take it first. I'll make another one for you when we get back.
You have to treat both puppies equally."
"Tsk, I feel like you have something else in mind."
Harley rolled her eyes, but the next second she sweetly leaned on Mason's shoulder and gave him a passionate kiss to express her fervent love for the little sweetheart.
She never cared about the eyes of people around her.
But Quinn was more reserved and just took Mason's arm.
However, the next moment, the two little cuties suddenly looked at each other, and their nostrils moved almost at the same time. Harley squinted her eyes and whispered in Mason's ear:
"Who were you meeting just now? Sweetheart, why do you smell like gooseberries?"
"Uh, I talked to the hunter about something and helped her alter her robe for tonight."
Mason reported his itinerary honestly, and kissed Harley before she continued to ask questions. Such active caress immediately made Harley forget the unhappy things, and she excitedly pulled Mason to find her companions.
But Quinn is not so easy to deal with.
She kept staring at Mason, which made the captain a little nervous, fearing that this clown girl would stab him at the next moment.
"Didn't you say you wanted to travel to the Garden World?"
Mason held the two little cuties' slender waists and said:
"After the trade fair is over, shall we take half a day to go shopping?"
"Hey, this is getting more and more suspicious."
Harley snuggled in Mason's arms, rolled her eyes and said:
"You must have done something bad. This is the most typical compensatory mentality, trying to make up for the guilt you feel towards your girlfriend, but I don't hate it.
Then I'll find the destination?
V said he and Panam have traveled to many garden worlds, I'm going to consult him."
After saying that, Harley happily took her dog to look for her friends like a jumping little rabbit, but Quinn, wearing a black and red dress, stayed with Mason.
After Harry left, she whispered in Mason's ear:
"How far have you and Ciri come? You haven't betrayed us, have you?"
"Uh, don't talk nonsense."
Mason wanted to explain.
But when he saw Quinn's sly blinking eyes, he gave up and sighed:
"It's just an ambiguous stage. There are no substantive steps to take, and we don't plan to take any in the near future. You know, we are all very rational people."
"I believe you are a reasonable person, but I don't have much confidence in the Hunter. She has obviously been played by you. You really have the potential to become a big villain, sweetheart."
Quinn grinned and said:
"But you are an eighteen-year-old young man. Teenagers of this age will get excited when they see a peacock spreading its feathers. You are already one of the good ones.
You see, sweetheart, I'm different from Halle. I'm very open-minded about these things, and I'm a non-marriageist. I don't care who's with you.
But Harry will never let you go so easily.
If you make her sad, I promise I will make you sad too.
besides!
Now that I know your secret, I would be sorry if I didn't take advantage of it."
She stood up and licked her lips as Mason looked on in fear.
Pulling him up and walking towards the restroom in the banquet hall, the captain already knew what he would encounter, but when he wanted to resist, he heard Quinn say to him:
"You don't want me to tell Harry about this, do you, Mr. Mason?"
That drawn-out tone caused all of Mason's resistance to collapse in an instant.
At this moment, he suddenly understood without any instruction why the entanglement between the master, Catwoman and Talia had lasted to this extent. Let's be honest, the love triangle has reached this extent not only because of the master's own amazing charm.
One of the most important reasons is that he has a girlfriend who loves to have fun and cannot control herself, always feels that she is not worthy of Bruce Wayne, and is afraid of losing herself and chooses to escape the marriage.
Alas, it seems that this is the fate of the Bat Family.
Ten minutes later, when Harley ran back happily with a Garden World travel brochure, Mason and Quinn had returned to their original seats as if nothing had happened.
"bite"
With a slight sound, the opening ceremony of tonight's trade fair officially began.
There was no such link in the past, but considering that the Star Club has just changed a grand mentor, the scene of the leader meeting with everyone is naturally a necessary process.
The entire banquet hall was packed. Except for the twenty-four seats in the front row reserved for A-class members, which were sparsely occupied by a few team representatives, the captains and core members of the other B-class teams that had escaped the disaster were all there. Some potential C-class captains were also invited to sit in the back row to attend the ceremony.
When the three mentors stepped onto the stage in front, the entire venue burst into warm applause.
Mason, who was sitting in the front row, crossed his legs and relaxed, chatting and laughing with old Captain Morgan beside him, while appreciating the unique style of Ciri's appearance tonight.
The black gown had been altered to fit her body perfectly, framing her figure like an evening gown.
Although still wearing a mask, his loose silver hair and obvious figure announced that the always mysterious hunter had finally revealed his gender.
Although this is not a secret among the middle and senior level members, it is still a big revelation for the lower level members who usually find it difficult to get in touch with the Grand Mentor level.
Well, our leader is a lady with a super nice figure!
This truth can obviously effectively boost organizational morale.
"Hey, these two bosses are obviously dressed neatly today."
Aunt Roger, who was the vice-captain beside Old Morgan, looked at the hunters and swordsmen in surprise. The clothes were obviously different from the formal star robes. She turned back to look at Mason beside her and asked in a low voice:
"You did it?"
"Well, my cooking skills are pretty good, right?"
Mason asked with the pride and pride of a craftsman, and the old aunt nodded.
She quite approved of Mason's taste, but as an old aunt, she was of course concerned about some deeper gossip.
"It's okay for Master Hunter, you have been close to her for a long time, but Master Swordsman..."
Roger nodded his head to express some indecent meaning, and then asked in a low voice:
"You still like this?"
"What are you thinking? She and I are from the same country."
Mason said helplessly:
"And it's just a change of clothes, don't think too much about it."
"We don't want to think too much about it."
Miss Anna, the captain of the A-level team on the other side of Mason, complained quietly:
"But the gossip about you and Lord Hunter has spread like wildfire. That gossip was spread by the Swordsman. When she was chatting with me a few days ago, she even said with certainty that you gave Lord Hunter to her in her ward...
Is this true or false? "
"I refuse to answer that question."
Mason frowned and said no more. He felt deeply that his friends were so gossipy. Hey, the Fourth Impact is coming. Can you guys pay more attention to your work?
Everyone’s life is about to end, how can we still care about other people’s private lives?
This organization is really hopeless.jpg
Mason thought so.
He didn't care about the Grand Wizard on the stage expressing his thoughts and speeches to the members about being able to hold the highest position. It was all the same old stuff anyway.
The real management strategy cannot be discussed openly at this kind of meeting. What he is more concerned about now is the structural adjustment of Class A members.
The hunters have already informed in advance that they will continue the warlock's strategy and expand the twelve members to twenty-four in order to cope with the increasingly severe situation and make better distribution of power.
A-level personnel who did not hold actual management positions in the past will also be assigned different functions and directly participate in the system management of the Star Club.
In other words, the three mentors decentralized their power.
The other B and members in the venue also heard the news more or less. They listened attentively to the description of the wizard master, trying to catch some clues from it.
Mason, however, scoffed at this.
In his eyes, the Star Club was a rotten tree that was about to be knocked down. It was ridiculous to discuss the distribution of power at this twilight hour.
“The seats of the A-level members who survived this battle will continue to be retained, and several outstanding teams will be selected from the B-level teams to participate in the twenty-four-member council.
From what I know now, the three teams include Aegis, Punisher, and Defender. You have a close relationship with all three teams and are considered as non-staff members of Team K."
Old Captain Morgan whispered to Mason:
“In addition, all the A-rank members who survived are related to you, and you have the Hunter and the Swordsman as your absolute allies. It seems that you also have a very good personal relationship with the Wizard.
With this calculation, even after the expansion of the A-level members, you will still have the final say in this council, Mason, I think you are already the true 'Master of the Star Council'."
"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Morgan."
Mason waved his hands and said modestly:
"We are all loyal hounds serving the great cause of Lord Fate. How can we distinguish between dogs and their superiors? We are not Japanese or Chinese, right?
It's very stuffy here, I'm going out for a walk.
If you are going to go on stage later, please remember to cover me up."
After saying that, Mason quietly left an expressionless water clone here, and his real body left the banquet hall in the flashing water.
This scene was seen by the three mentors on the stage, but no one pursued Mason's inappropriate behavior.
Old Morgan's sentiment is correct. As far as the current situation is concerned, if Old Morgan does not show up, Mason will basically have the final say in such a huge group of stars.
As for the vice-captain...
Team K actually never had a real vice-captain, but when it comes to speaking on stage in public, Catwoman, who has an outstanding image and awe-inspiring aura, is naturally the best choice.
She is Mason's designated ambassador and diplomat for the entire trade fair, responsible for all external liaison and contact matters. Given the current situation, you can't let Harley run up and talk nonsense, right?
Although Harley's image is also very cute.
"call……"
In the equally bustling hawker street outside the Star Castle, Mason lit a cigarette, looked at the bright starry sky above his head and blew out a smoke ring.
Just like a social animal who slacked off at work and went out to smoke and get some fresh air, he stood next to the trash can and complained quietly:
"I originally agreed with the master to join the Star Club as an undercover agent, but now, before I can close the net, I have become the mastermind behind the scenes.
The problem is that I don’t want to take over this mess…”
"Man, is there a fire?"
A pleasant voice sounded behind Mason, and a fragrance came, but Mason didn't care.
It is very normal for smokers to borrow a light from each other.
He casually took out his newly made retro lighter in a new color and handed it to the sister to light a cigarette, but the latter jumped away in shock.
With her black hair flying, the sister, who was wearing a white sports vest and black bib shorts, black stockings on her lower body and long gauntlets and combat gloves on her arms, shouted:
"Hey! Don't use something so dangerous casually! Asshole, that's the Ultimate Eraser in your hand, right? Aren't you afraid that it will destroy the whole city in one go?"
"This is just a replica. It's not as powerful as you think. Even if you activate its power, it can only blow up this castle at best... Hmm?"
Just as Mason was about to explain, he saw the face of the big sister who was borrowing the light and her iconic outfit in the rising smoke . He blinked and said to the nervous beautiful sister in front of him:
"Jerusalem... uh, I mean, Ms. Tifa, don't be nervous. I'm your loyal fan. I've listened to every one of your songs."
“Eh~”
When Miss Tifa heard the word "fan", she immediately showed a disgusted expression. She turned the lady's cigarette in her hand and waved her hand at Mason and said:
"Don't say that. I feel sick all over when I hear this word. Don't think I don't know what you guys who call yourself 'fans' are thinking.
I don't care what image I have in your minds, or what weird things you imagine me to do. I can't control people's hearts, but please!
Please, don't do weird things in front of me, okay?
I don't sell my underwear!
I have no interest in going out to dinner with you, and I have no intention of giving you my contact information."
"My girlfriends are just as beautiful as you. They can satisfy all my fantasies and needs, so don't worry."
Mason kindly handed over the lighter he had made in imitation of the Ultimate Eraser.
As the blue flames rose, Miss Tifa looked at him as if he were a "scumbag", probably because of the "girlfriends" Mason had just mentioned.
"Hey! Wait, I think I've seen you before."
As the extremely innocent-looking but quite social-behaving Jerusalem lady exhaled a puff of minty smoke, she suddenly reacted and leaned over to take a closer look at Mason's eyelids.
After a moment, she exclaimed:
"You are Mason Cooper! The leader of the Doom Squad, the one who killed the Warlock, the leader of the world's saviors and rebels, my God! I saw you in the flesh.
Claude and I had heard about you when we were helping the rebels in the B-class world. Few people know about your great achievements in other worlds.
But for the rebels, your victory in the previous war has greatly inspired many people.
I’m your big fan!”
She happily threw away the lady's cigarette she had just lit and excitedly held Mason's hand. Her excited expression with her black hair flying was so shocking that Mason couldn't believe it.
Just as I was thinking about how to respond to the fans' enthusiastic reactions, I heard Miss Tifa take the initiative to say:
"Can I invite you to dinner? Lord Mason, if it's inconvenient for you, can you give me your phone number? I heard that you are the best craftsman in the Star Society . My boyfriend is worried that his damaged weapons cannot be repaired. Can you go to our team's base to help?
Can I feed you myself?"
"Um?"
Mason caught a very important message. He looked at the excited Miss Jerusalem and asked:
"Where is your team stationed? Have you joined the Star Society? Aren't you ronin?"
"Oops, I let that slip by accident."
Miss Jerusalem sighed and said to Mason helplessly:
"It was the wizard's secret request. Not only us, but also many wanderers who traveled through the worlds have gathered together and changed their appearances under his arrangement to join the Star Society.
He told us that the time of change was coming and asked us to prepare in secret.
He also said…”
Miss Tifa glanced at Mason, leaned over and whispered to him:
“The wizard also said that you will be our most noteworthy potential ally, and what you are going to do next will directly determine the future of countless lives in countless planes.
We are ready to help you! Of course, please don’t tell anyone.”
