Chapter 174 The New Teacher Lu From Kassel

After eating the elbow, cleaning the desk, and after gently asking Lu Mingfei for his opinion, Ange made black tea smoothly.

"Principal, have you ever learned the Japanese tea ceremony?"

"Well, I spent quite an unforgettable time in that country when I was young."

Angers ironed the tea sets one by one. When the hot water flows through the body of the white porcelain cup, it will show faint traces of ink. The large expanse of white with a few dots of black are like the distant mountains in the university in the middle of winter. It reminds people of Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out.

I guess the principal is the old fisherman sitting alone.

"It's so quiet."

Lu Mingfei said.

Angers glanced at him with a smile.

"Want some music?"

"What about Chopin? Compared to Beethoven and Bach, maybe Chopin will be more in line with the tastes of young people."

"chopin……"

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"Principal, can you put Jay Chou here?"

"Of course, I've heard of the artist."

The old man sighed.

"Young people are always creative."

"Are you an artist? Although it's true that Jay Chou's songs are very good, your evaluation is a bit exaggerated."

"No, no, not at all."

"Young people should not set limits for themselves. If you are always worried that you are not worthy of the honor, then the highest crown will not be reserved for those who bow their heads."

"Besides, are those masters really powerful guys?"

The old man smiled.

"Bach was just a craftsman who wrote choir music for churches."

"In the final analysis, what makes a person great is time and distance."

"Rather than greatness."

The old man poured red tea soup into three white porcelain cups.

Fu pushed the cup in the direction of Lu Mingfei.

"After all, great achievements can bring not only glory, but also abuse and jealousy."

"Isn't it, Yama?"

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and looked at the young man's eyebrows reflected in the black tea.

"No, Principal."

"It breeds jealousy because the person who built the great thing isn't strong enough."

"As long as he has absolute power, no one will dare to slander him."

"Absolute power?"

The old man smiled and his pupils shrank.

He examined the young S-class in front of him.

At that moment, Ange suddenly had a thought. If he activated his speech spirit at this moment, in fifty times the time domain, could he put the folding knife into the boy's chest?

Without waiting for further thought, the young man raised his head and looked at him.

Both of them smiled and drank tea in silence.

It's just that Ange's hand holding the tea cup was a little heavy.

Coincidence?

Or, have you sensed it?

What a monster.

"Speaking of which, principal, do you have anyone else you want to wait for?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the remaining cup of tea curiously.

"Oh, this."

Ange suddenly slapped his forehead and laughed.

"As we get older, we become confused, and it is inevitable that we will occasionally remember things incorrectly."

"After all, the world belongs to you young people."

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes and played with the cup.

"Principal, you don't look like you're getting old at all."

"Hahaha."

The old man smiled generously.

"But I quite agree with your other statement."

"Um?"

The old man stopped laughing.

Lu Mingfei clenched the cup and raised his head, his eyes shining.

"The world is the world of young people."

"You can take some more rest."

"let me."

Angers made no answer.

A certain heaviness brewed in the room.

He is a legend, a legend forged from the bones of countless dangerous hybrids and Deadpools.

Momentum, or something as illusory as murderous aura, actually existed in this old man.

Legend has it that the Dragon King has a speaking spirit that belongs exclusively to them, called the King. Any creature that looks directly into its golden eyes will naturally feel the pressure of a mountain, which is the embodiment of the monarch's aura, making people unable to help but kneel down.

Angers is just a mixed race, so it is naturally impossible for him to do what only the four monarchs can do.

But the legendary momentum is not something that ordinary hybrids can compete with.

Unfortunately, the person in front of him was S-class.

"If I have a chance, can I have a fight with you?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it."

Angers looked around.

"But not now, I'm sorry, I don't want to make a mess here."

"This is such a pity."

Angers shook his head and laughed.

"It sounds like you came here just to prepare for a fight with me, an old man."

"After all, you are a legend."

Lu Mingfei's smile was so clean that it reminded people of bicycles under the warm sunshine in June and the blue sea.

"I'm very curious about how far behind the legend I am now."

"Do you want to use your martial arts?"

"No."

said the boy.

"It's martial arts."

Angers served more black tea for the two of them.

"Martial arts."

He pronounced the word.

"Okay, after spending so long talking about this with an old man like me, it's time to get to the point."

"Mingfei, do you still remember that phone call on the first day of freedom?"

"Well, you said you would sort out the issue of my mentor and the new club over tea time."

"Yes Yes."

Angers crossed his hands naturally, his posture was leisurely and relaxed.

"I know what you care about most, the new club, let's start with this."

"Then I'll just ask."

Lu Mingfei said.

"What conditions are needed to establish a new club in Kassel? Please let the principal make it clear."

The old man didn't answer. He picked up the tea and took a sip.

"In the 100 years since Kassel was founded, there have been only two student organizations truly recognized by the school, the Lionheart Club and the Student Union."

"You may also already know that the predecessor of this campus is called the Camarilla, a dragon-slaying organization hidden in the long history of the West."

"It was a real time of iron and blood."

"Although the Camarilla has evolved into Kassel, its essence has not changed."

Having said this, the old man smiled.

"Of course, what I said may be a little too early for a freshman."

"But if it's not you, I think it's necessary.

"I hope you understand."

"Um."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"I have a rough idea of ​​the war between races."

"very good."

Angers continued his story.

"So, in a sense, every student in Kassel is a dragon slayer reserve."

"And it is affiliated with the Secret Party and has gathered Dragon Slayer reserves. Even if they are just students, such an organization is already a standard private armed force."

"Especially when an organization like this also has an extraordinary leader, you should know what that means."

"But Caesar established a student union."

"Just the year before last."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong. Caesar established the student union."

Ange said calmly.

"That's because his surname is Gattuso."

"You may not know, Mingfei, how much power the Gattuso family has in the West today."

"Of course, if it's just a dragon-slaying family, no matter how big it is, it's nothing more than that."

“But the Gattuso family also holds a seat on our school board, which is important.”

"Although that child Caesar has his own ideas and seems to have some unique insights into his family, it has to be admitted that the blood of the Gattuso family flows in his body and he also enjoys everything provided by the Gattuso family. "

Angers shrugged mischievously.

"Actually, before the student union, there was no procedure for establishing new clubs in Kassel."

"This is completely unnecessary."

"Look, graduated students can go to the Executive Department, while current students can join the Lions Heart Club. That's enough, isn't it?"

"What about the student union?"

"Because Caesar's last name is Gattuso."

Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully.

“Is it because of their seats on the school board?”

"I'm glad you understand, Mingfei."

"Of course, since the procedure has been completed once, it can be done again."

"But before that, you need to get authority."

"authority?"

Lu Mingfei caught this word keenly.

Since Kyushu returned to the dragon world, he has gradually discovered that the greatest feature of this extraordinary bloodline system with Black King Nidhogg as its source is authority.

In other words, power and power.

"Of course, you can also call it permissions."

Angers said gently.

"We are mixed races. It is a tradition. Wherever we start, we must continue from there."

"In other words, I still need to find Caesar?"

"exactly."

said the old man.

"Of course, I heard that the kid invited you to the banquet at Amber Hall tonight."

"That's good, isn't it?"

"With Ming Fei's ability, it should be easy to get the authority to establish a new society from Caesar."

"Is it that simple? You really think highly of me."

"Haha, after all, Mingfei, you are the S-class who swept the Student Council and Lionheart Club on the Freedom Day."

"I don't take it as a compliment to hear such words from a legendary dragon slayer."

"The legend is all in the past. Now I am just an ordinary educator."

Angre took a sip of black tea and then looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Speaking of education, I remember Mingfei you seemed to have said something about teaching martial arts on Freedom Day."

"Well, I do have such a plan."

"Lu Mingfei said happily.

"This is also the reason why I established the Kyushu branch."

"Will martial arts be taught through the platform of the new club?"

Angers pondered.

"Actually, I've always had a doubt."

"Principal, please speak."

"Since it is the Jiuzhou branch, where is the headquarters?"

"There should be a headquarters."

"Of course, if it's inconvenient, just think that I, an old man, am too curious."

"Nothing inconvenient."

Lu Mingfei said.

"There is a headquarters in my hometown. There is a children's palace there. Speaking of which, I am also the teacher of the Kyushu Martial Arts Class."

"Oh, so the headquarters of Kyushu is in the Children's Palace?"

"Yes."

"But from what you've heard, it's just a martial arts class. What I'm talking about is the real Kyushu."

Lu Mingfei laughed.

"It's hard to understand what you're saying, principal."

"What is the real Kyushu?"

"I just think it's a good name, so I just call it that. In total, it's only used by the martial arts class in the Children's Palace. Kassel hasn't established the authority yet."

"I know I know."

Angers smiled and nodded.

"So Mingfei, you just think a name like Kyushu is, well, how do you say that word, cool, right?"

The old man made an understatement.

"Just like you think Yama is cool."

"No, Principal."

"It's the second grade."

Lu Mingfei corrected Angers again.

Is this the first time today that he has refuted the legendary dragon slayer's words?

It's really unimaginable.

If anyone was watching, they would have been so surprised that they couldn’t even open their mouths from ear to ear.

The conversation between Lu Mingfei and Ange looked like a principal and a student.

They are almost on an equal footing.

I don’t know if the teenage friendship is unintentional or not.

This time he came to see Angers not as a student in Kassel.

But S-class.

An S-class goes to meet another S-class.

But in fact, this is inevitable.

After all, the moment he saw this old man, it brought back the young man's memories from many years ago.

People at that time called him Yama.

But he prefers to be called a general.

He is famous for his sons and daughters.

Their tombstones were carved one by one by themselves.

Like Angers, he had sat in front of the forest of tombstones day and night.

But he is different from Angers after all.

The old man was trapped on the day his friend died, and he couldn't get out no matter how he walked.

He is different.

He carried on his shoulders the unfulfilled wishes of his sons and brothers and those who respectfully called him general, and kept moving forward.

Because the little emperor and Yama said that everyone is like a dragon, they longed for a world where no warriors bully the people at will, a world where everyone has clothes to wear and everyone has food to eat, even if it is just a broken bowl mixed with turbid soup. A few grains of rice bran are much better than eating dirt.

When the sons died, many were less than fifteen years old.

That's ideal.

Therefore, Yama has no time for sorrow and hatred.

He had to keep walking, keep walking.

Everyone is like a dragon, it is not something that can be achieved just by talking about it.

His dead sons, master and junior sister were all looking at him.

Perhaps this is why Schneider describes Lu Mingfei as great.

Although this young man has left Kyushu, he has never forgotten the oath that everyone was like a dragon in the past.

…………

"Second grade two?"

Angers seemed a little surprised.

"Mingfei, you don't look like a middle schooler."

"Who knows?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Some people call such guys who believe in their ideals and work hard for them, don't they?"

"That should be called a hero."

Angers said seriously.

The two looked at each other.

It was Angers who broke the silence first.

"Since the purpose of your establishment of the new society is to teach martial arts."

"Then I have a proposal, I don't know what you think."

"Principal, please speak."

"Speaking of which, this proposal is also related to your choice of mentor."

"I heard Schneider say that you already have a master. I agree with that sentence. Once you are a master, you will always be a father."

"I'm glad you understand, Headmaster."

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Ange laughed heartily.

"Although I know it may be useless, I still want to try it."

He took on an unprecedented seriousness.

"Be my student, Mingfei."

"You will inherit everything from me."

"I will also be your strongest support."

"Whatever you want to do, teach martial arts, or anything else."

"I'll help you."

Lu Mingfei nodded and smiled brightly.

"Thank you, principal."

he said politely.

"But, I'm sorry."

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The boy continued.

"Once a teacher, always a father."

"It can't be helped."

"What's wrong? There's nothing we can do about it."

Ange sighed helplessly.

"To be honest, I really want to meet your master, but I am so lucky to be enviable. To be able to deserve such heartfelt respect from you Mingfei, I will probably never be treated so well."

"no."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"The one who should feel lucky is me."

Angers eyes moved slightly.

"Hearing what you say, I want to see him even more."

Lu Mingfei chuckled and said nothing.

"Okay, that's the end of the episode."

Angers said.

"I already understand that Ming is not your idea, since you refuse to choose a mentor."

The old man winked at him mischievously.

"So, how about being a teacher yourself?"

PS: I originally wanted to take leave today, but I felt dizzy all day, so I lay down until eight o'clock in the evening. Then I got up and ate in silence, applied wind oil essence, and waited until eleven o'clock.

Maybe this is a job, Maomao sighed.

I don’t know if I have heatstroke or a cold. I have had heatstroke a lot in the last month, but today it seems to be a cold. I’ll soak my feet later and wrap myself up in a thick quilt. Maybe it’ll be fine.

There is also the reader group. Yesterday I saw a classmate asking where the reader group is. There is a group number in the introduction. Now the cat doesn’t want to post it, so that’s it, good night.