The dark and silent campus seems to have been set up for lost students. The light on the bell tower on the top of the church that has not been extinguished since the school was founded is still on today.

In the bell tower, the principal looked at the damaged list in his hand with veins on his head: "I just asked you to keep an eye on her, I didn't ask you to let her get into trouble! The damage she caused in the past few days after entering the equipment department alone is worth

That’s the total since the beginning of this semester!”

"Doesn't this just show that she has unparalleled talents?" He took out a bottle of rye whiskey from under the sofa and took a sip nonchalantly. "And it was you who said you would send her to Cato."

It’s an inexplicable place, and on this point, I have quite a lot of confidence in those guys.”

"Hey... forget it, let you go, it's really safe there." Recalling the man who was doing things that might blow up Kassel College every day, but he still regarded his own life as extremely important.

department, the principal sighed.

Then the vice-principal winked at him: "Compared to this, I'm more curious about how you are so sure that there must be a Dragon King in Yanjing? Those guys on the school board...well, I mean, usually Ephros

The guys headed by Te were quite complaining about this operation after no follow-up news came back."

"Frost hasn't spoken yet, but they are very anxious. Is this the so-called emperor is not anxious but the eunuch is?" The principal said with a smile, "When something happens there, they will cry and beg me to send more manpower."

Then he sat up straight: "Let's not mention this for now, have you figured out anything about her?"

"About this..." The vice-principal also sat up straight, and after putting down the bottle of wine, a long-lost seriousness appeared on his face.

The principal leaned forward unconsciously, his face as serious as his.

The gray-brown eyes revealed an unprecedented expression, and the vice-principal opened his mouth: "...I don't know."

"..." The principal gently held the folding knife tied to his wrist.

"Don't rush to do it yet." He stretched out his hand to stop the principal's violent behavior. The vice-principal slowly lay back on the sofa and found a bottle of gin from somewhere.

After taking a sip, he said leisurely: "If the abnormality in the girl was really that easy to see, Frost and the Chen family behind the girl wouldn't have sent her in so easily."

"So they are sure that you can't see anything unusual about that girl." The principal said calmly, with an unknown emotion in his eyes.

"It's not me, it's us." The vice-principal corrected his mistake, "They may think that you and I are blind, or that everyone in the college is blind."

Throwing away the empty bottle, he opened a new bottle of bourbon. As for the bottle of rye whiskey he found before, he could no longer find it.

After burping, he continued: "I have read the girl's entrance physical examination form and various bloodline-related indexes. Except for the lack of speech spirit, the rest have reached the standard of a Class A hybrid."

"But this is also the biggest problem." The principal took over his words, "Mixeds without speech spirits are very common, but they only appear when the blood is D level, or low enough that even the golden boy cannot light up, and ordinary people.

There's no difference in the mixed-race body."

"Yes, a hybrid without a voice, except that its body is much larger than that of ordinary people and golden boys. Compared with us, it is like two 'species'." The vice-principal smiled.

He lay back, raised his head through the transparent skylight, looked at the starlight on the dark sky that traveled back to the earth through tens of millions of years, and murmured: "It's like...a puppet without a soul."

Then he asked as if out of a whim: "Ange, do you think there is one of these starlights that spanned countless time that has witnessed the history that we cannot see at all?"

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment, and the principal was a little surprised that this guy who was good at drinking and sex actually asked such a philosophical question.

"Even if I have the so-called word spirit that plays with time, I can't answer your question." The principal lit a cigar, "But from a theological point of view...well, I have forgotten about this.

about there."

After a long time, the vice-principal stood up. He pulled open the posters of scantily clad blondes, and a dusty bookshelf appeared in front of him. After taking some time to select, he held a book with a dark cover and no

Books of any title come back.

He threw the book to the principal, causing a burst of dust in the small room: "This is my teacher's teacher's teacher. I don't know which generation Nicholas Flamel disappeared in one place long ago.

It was discovered and recorded and translated in the ruins of the ancient times.”

"The things recorded here may seem a bit absurd to us now." He sat on the sofa for a while, looking at the vodka bottle he got in his hand in a daze.

No longer struggling with the bottle, he raised his head and took a sip of white wine and continued: "But the history of that ruins is longer than he expected, because at that time it was really impossible to find ruins that were older than that. According to what he left behind

I guess it is still the same now. This made him confused for a while whether the records above were real or fabricated by humans or dragons at that time."

"But I prefer humans, because it is a tradition for dragons to inscribe history on copper pillars or copper plates, and this one was found on a seriously damaged stone tablet." The vice-principal explained, "Because the stone tablet was really badly damaged.

, even Flamel at that time only recorded limited information. Therefore, I cannot guarantee the authenticity and completeness of this matter."

The principal took the denim jacket on the sofa, wiped it on the book casually under the resentful eyes of the vice principal, and then turned to the first page.

…

Unable to reach the top of the mountain that could be seen from the ground, she opened her eyes. The head that was so huge that it could cover the full moon was raised, and she looked down.

At the foot of the mountain were creatures that were extremely small to him. They wore grass skirts or animal skins and gathered in groups, circling around the bonfire that illuminated the surroundings. There was also a stone platform in the middle of the circle.

They were just like this around the bonfire and the stone platform, swinging their limbs wildly and doing some strange movements.

Standing on the platform was a man wearing linen clothes, an animal bone mask and a helmet. He was shorter and less muscular than the others. If you look closely, you will find that his chest is relatively full. He should be what humans call "

woman".

When everyone around her could only wear animal skins or grass skirts, wearing linen clothes seemed to have a high prestige among the crowd.

After watching for a long time, she became a little impatient. These humans knocked on some cylinders wrapped in animal skins, and the "dongdongdong" sound they made made him feel very uncomfortable.

Spreading its wings, the huge black wings covered the moon. It was not the shadow caused by the clouds that covered the group of people at the foot of the mountain.

The crowd in the darkness began to panic, and they began to flee in all directions. The drum beat disappeared, but more annoying screams spread everywhere, and the situation did not improve at all.

"Roar!

!" Like thunder, the clouds surrounding the top of the mountain were blown away, and it also caused vibrations below the mountain. Huge falling rocks rolled down the mountain, and the people who fled frantically saw the huge stone standing on the top of the mountain under the full moon.

exist.

The figure in linen stood up and yelled at the people around her to stop. The animal bone mask on her face fell off, revealing her plain white face in the darkness. The people around were stunned, not because of the stone platform.

A person showed his face, but a being so huge that he would lose consciousness at just one glance arrived.

The strong wind blew, and the people standing there fell in all directions. Many people fell to the ground with bleeding from their orifices. They had fainted when the huge existence came.

The figure in linen stood up, her animal horn helmet was gone, and the dark red hair that was carefully braided under it was blown away by the strong wind. She forced herself to raise her head, and the moonlight blocked by her wings appeared again.

The clear eyes reflected the figure of the huge existence.

She remembered what the little guy in front of her was. It was a priest, a priest who came from a distant place for her.

…

Opening his eyes, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but squint at the sunlight outside the window. After a while, he stood up from the sofa and stretched.

"Do you need a drink of water?" Mai Shutoku, who had been active in the room while he was sleeping, handed him a glass of water.

Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyes and took the water: "I said, there is no shortage of rooms here. Moreover, assistants are not used to do this..."

Wearing a black and white maid outfit with a white lace tiara on her head. Wearing round-toed black flat leather shoes under white lace stockings, Mai Shutoku has been wandering around this room for a while.

To be honest, this look doesn't match her. But it feels like a surprising contrast, and it seems quite suitable.

"That's not okay." Mai Shutoku handed over the water glass, holding a linen cloth in one hand and a bucket in the other. The eyes turned at the corners of her crimson eyes, and her purple eyes seemed to be looking for hidden stains.

"If we go to other places, there is a possibility of being bumped into by Aki." She explained, but as if she knew that this reason was untenable, she added, "Besides, ordinary people who come in to clean these things

It would be bad if we bumped into him."

She looked at the desk in Lu Mingfei's room. It was originally messy, but the materials brought back by Chu Zihang and the others were now neatly placed.

Even if it is not important information, this room naturally cannot allow ordinary people to come in. The branch staff arranged a group of people to take care of their lives and entered the hotel. However, due to the large number of specialists who settled in, it was naturally impossible to comprehensively

Take care of it. If you can do it yourself, do it yourself, such as small things like cleaning.

The cup that Lu Mingfei put down was immediately taken away by Shutoku Mai to be cleaned. He held his forehead and reluctantly accepted the reason.

After a while of Jiude Mai's busy work, Lu Mingfei went out with the rice dumplings that Su Qian had sent in the morning. If he continued to stay here, those guys who had been hanging around might not be able to sit still, which was very appetizing.

It also has to be appropriate.

…

"Attention! He's out!" At a small stall not far away, someone quietly activated the earphones in his ears.

"Has he finally come out?" Someone in the earpiece answered with relief, "Is he alone? Or are there others following him? But with his status, if he takes action, there should be others following him."

The people at the stall took another look: "There is indeed someone following, a woman with a very good figure. However, she is wearing sunglasses on her face, so it's hard to see what she looks like, but judging from her figure, she shouldn't be too bad, right? Just

Can you say that she is worthy of being an S-class person? Every time she goes out, she is accompanied by a beautiful lady."

"I'm not asking you to go there and stare at this!" The person in the headset was quite powerless. "Follow him. Based on his previous performance in Binhai and the Yangtze River, there is a high possibility that he can find the Dragon King."

Correct

"We worked together last time on the Yangtze River, why did we do it secretly this time?" Taking out his wallet to pay, the man took a bottle of water and left pretending to be an ordinary tourist.

The person on the other side of the headset was silent for a while, and then sighed: "Because of the suspicion above that there is something wrong with his bloodline, there are probably only those who can fight against the Dragon King... Anyway, what exactly happened on the day of Bronze and Fire's death?

I don’t know, maybe even the people in Kassel don’t know. It would be inappropriate to approach rashly before we have a clear understanding.”

"Okay, anyway, I think even if he is not a hero, he is not a very evil person." The man also sighed and secretly glanced at the motionless compass hidden in his clothes. He took a long detour and walked

Go to another street opposite Lu Mingfei.

"Whether it is yes or no is not up to us..."

…

There are some remote trails on the other side.
To be continued...