manynovel Chapter 18 Suicide
Chapter 18 Suicide
The student council and Lionheart elites stared in disbelief at the scene, watching their invincible leader fall to the ground with two shots from a freshman.
Lu Mingfei lowered his gun, the muzzle still smoking. Without even glancing at the two fallen men, he turned and walked back.
As Lu Mingfei passed a Lionheart Society member, the man instinctively raised his gun. Without even looking, Lu Mingfei raised his hand and delivered a precise elbow strike to the man's wrist, sending the gun flying. Then he kicked the man in the back of the knee, causing him to fall to his knees.
The entire process takes no more than two seconds.
Lu Mingfei continued forward, and no one dared to stop him anymore.
He walked back to the service center and back to Nono's side.
Fingel was still sitting there, his mouth agape, big enough to fit an egg.
Lu Mingfei placed Barrett on the ground, sat down next to Nuonuo, and let her lean on his shoulder. His movements were very light and gentle, as if he were afraid of waking her.
"Senior brother," he said softly.
"Yes, yes," Fingel finally found his voice.
"Do you know the difference between defeating a living person and defeating a dead person?"
Fingel shook his head.
"It's easy to defeat a living person because he's all alone." Lu Mingfei looked at Nuonuo's sleeping profile and reached out to smooth her hair. "It's hard to defeat a dead person because you have to defeat everyone who supported him, everyone who remembers him, everyone... who loved him."
He paused, then his voice softened further: "My play has come to an end."
Then, he picked up the Barrett from the ground and pressed the muzzle against his chin.
"Wait! Junior!" Fingel finally reacted and rushed over to stop him.
But it was too late.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out.
Blue smoke exploded from the back of Lu Mingfei's head, and his body fell backward, leaning against the wall, shoulder to shoulder with Nuonuo.
His eyes were still open, staring at the ceiling, but a faint, relieved smile played on his lips.
Fingel stared blankly at the scene, and the camera in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
As the sun completely sank behind the mountains, the last rays of sunlight shone through the window, enveloping Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo like a spotlight on a stage, bringing this absurd and tragic drama to a close.
The sound of bells could be heard in the distance.
One day of freedom has come to an end.
The victor was the freshman who, less than a day after enrolling, "killed" the student council president and the Lionheart Club president, and then "committed suicide."
Lu Mingfei.
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Real World · Behind the Golden Screen
The image on the golden screen froze at the moment Lu Mingfei fell.
The square of Kassel College was deathly silent.
The rain had stopped, but no one spoke, no one moved. Everyone stared at the screen, watching the freshman's final curtain call.
Then, some people started clapping.
It was soft and slow, but soon, applause erupted, sweeping across the entire square like a tidal wave. Students—whether from the student council, the Lionheart Society, or neutral groups—were all clapping.
For that loser's courage.
For that tragic finale.
For the sake of the saying, "A leader can be a tyrant, but he must never be a clown."
"Damn it..." a student wiped his face, "I actually cried."
"Me too...that kid...he's got guts."
"S-rank...it really is S-rank..."
"Using incantations while ignoring 'precepts,' a seventh-tier instantaneous attack... This isn't just S-rank anymore, it's a monster!"
"But in the end... he committed suicide?"
"That was Frigga's bullet! A tranquilizer dart! He's not dead, just unconscious!"
"I know, but that kind of resoluteness... that kind of 'I don't want to live anymore if my senior sister dies' resoluteness..."
Whispers spread amidst the applause.
Nono stood still, motionless.
Rain dripped down her red hair, but she was oblivious. Her eyes were fixed on Lu Mingfei's last face on the screen—a calm face with a relieved smile.
And the tender, sorrowful look in his eyes when he held her "dead" body.
And the way he spoke softly when he said, "I don't like girls who have no warmth."
And then there's his madness in single-handedly fighting his way through the battlefield for her sake, taking down Caesar and Chu Zihang, and then choosing to "commit suicide" as his final act.
Every scene was like a knife, piercing her heart.
She knew it was just a game, just Frigga's bullets. Nono wasn't dead, Lu Mingfei wasn't dead either, everyone was just unconscious and would wake up in a few hours.
However, Lu Mingfei was unaware of this.
At that moment, in that future, he truly believed she was dead. He was truly avenging her, truly giving her a dignified farewell, truly… dying for her.
Even if it was just a misunderstanding, even if it was just a game.
But that feeling, that resolve, that madness of "I won't live alone even if you die," was real.
Nono closed her eyes and felt her eye sockets getting hot.
She remembered—no, not remembered, but a premonition, an echo from the future. On some timeline, in some branch of fate, she really would die in front of Lu Mingfei. And Lu Mingfei would really stand against the whole world for her.
That pain, that loss, that despair...
Even across time and space, even just watching it is unforgettable.
"Nono?" Caesar walked to her side, his voice complicated. "Are you alright?"
Nono opened her eyes and turned to look at him. Caesar's face showed shock, confusion, and a hint of... barely perceptible jealousy?
"I'm fine." Her voice was a little hoarse.
"That freshman..." Caesar looked at the light screen, "...was able to go to that extent for you."
"He just thought I was dead," Nono said.
"But he's willing to 'die' for you," Caesar said. "Even if it's just a game, even if it's just a misunderstanding. That kind of determination... not everyone has it."
Nono fell silent.
Yes, that kind of determination.
In Kassel, a city teeming with elites where everyone fights for themselves, who would go to such lengths for another person?
No.
Except for Lu Mingfei.
That seemingly ordinary, unlucky boy harbors a volcano within him, which, once erupted, could consume everything.