Chapter 175 Lu Mingze and Anger

"Teacher? Me?"

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised.

"No way, I don't understand the Dragon Clan's speech spirit, genealogy, etc. At most, I only have experience in cooperating with people's research. No matter how hard I think, I can't do a serious job like a teacher."

"Oh, by the way, let's talk about this."

Lu Mingfei took out a bronze medal with strange patterns from his pocket.

"You don't have to give it to me when you die. It seems that you have to wear it to use the word spirit in Kassel. I thought it would come back when I left in the morning, but the vice-principal said that there will be more research in the future, and it is too troublesome to give it back and forth. , just let me keep it myself first."

"Trouble, this is really that guy's style."

Ange chuckled, took out the bronze medal, and rubbed his fingers over the texture on it.

The old man's slightly lowered eyes were obscure and unclear.

If the previous idea of ​​expanding time zero was just a thought, then now that he had obtained this bronze medal, he had the possibility to put this idea into practice.

As we all know, Kassel is shrouded in the domain of the Night Watch, and no one can use the Word Spirit.

Of course, it is impossible for a mixed race to maintain such a huge domain year after year. As the principal, Angers naturally knew that the alchemist master in the bell tower had laid out a special alchemy matrix based on the precepts of the spirit of speech. All hybrid spirits are banned within the matrix, even him, the legendary dragon slayer Angers, is also unable to use it.

However, since it is a matrix and a technology inherited from dragons, it naturally also has the iconic characteristics of dragons.

authority.

As the master of the matrix, the vice-principal naturally has the highest authority, there is no doubt about this.

At the same time, there are four secondary authorities under him, which can also be called sub-authorities. This is in line with the rules of occultism. The Black King created the four kings of earth, water, fire and wind, and the matrix master can naturally retain the four sub-authorities. , but it can only be four, no more and no less, otherwise the mystical integrity of the matrix will be destroyed.

After the 3E exam, students who successfully felt the call of the dragon's blood will test the spirit of speech in a classroom with sub-authorities and archive the data.

Once the test is over, the vice-principal in the bell tower will take back the authority. This is a very serious matter. Even Principal Angers did not get the bronze medal for the sub-authority.

The reason is actually different from what outsiders imagine. The principal and vice principal are not in a subordinate relationship similar to that between a leader and a subordinate, but are more equal. For example, in the Alchemy Matrix, they are completely the same as the vice principal. Under the control of people, Angers only has the right to make suggestions. Even if Kassel is attacked by unknown forces and even the students have to step onto the battlefield, Angers can only suggest that the vice-principal temporarily close the discipline instead of ordering it. In the end, The decision on whether to close a discipline is left to the sole discretion of the Vice-Principal.

After all, the spirit of speech is a power that becomes more terrifying and unstable the higher its bloodline.

And in Kassel, there is such a terrifying man.

Of course, it's not Chu Zihang, nor Caesar.

It's Angers.

No one could imagine what would happen after the legendary dragon slayer Angers fell.

Don't say it's impossible.

Quite the opposite.

This is very possible.

A 130-year-old man, even if his body is still strong, what about his spirit?

Can he really still suppress the dragon personality as firmly as he did when he was young?

What's more, as the vice-principal is an alchemist master, how could he not see it.

An unknown number of years ago, Angers used the same technology as Chu Zihang.

The old man has been able to live until now without degenerating into Deadpool.

This in itself is a miracle.

"Mingfei, can I ask?"

Angers played with the bronze medal.

"You spread martial arts in the Children's Palace."

"I came to Kassel to establish a new society to spread martial arts."

"But why?"

"Did anyone want you to do this?"

"No, this is my personal will."

Lu Mingfei said.

"As for why."

His eyes drifted far away, as if he was lost in memories.

"Principal, are you interested in hearing a story?"

"About a girl who dreams of going home and opening a small supermarket."

"And a good guy who thinks he's guilty."

Angers paused while playing with the bronze medal.

There was a solemn look on the old man's face.

He listened to the young man slowly talking about the girl's unfulfilled dream and the boy with no words on the monument.

Time passed minute by minute, the sun set in the west, and night fell.

"They are all very ordinary people."

"They have no bloodline, no speech ability, their appearance is not particularly good, and they are not very wealthy."

"They are all very ordinary people."

After a moment of silence, Lu Mingfei suddenly said.

"But even ordinary people have the right to live."

"There is also the right to fight for dreams and resist fate."

The young man raised his head and looked at Angers.

There was a burning fire in his eyes.

"Ordinary people are so powerless and sad when facing mixed races."

"But is it wrong to not have blood?"

"Who gets to decide where they are born?"

"Since this world has blocked their way to resist fate."

"Then I'll drive."

He said.

The voice is not loud, but every word is sonorous.

This is the first time that Lu Mingfei has explained his ambitions to others so clearly.

Or ideal.

Of course, the solution to the conflict between ordinary people and hybrids in the dragon world is not just Tianxiabuwu.

The simplest and most convenient way is to kill all the hybrids in this world, even the dragons, and then kill the Black King Nidhogg, the source of the bloodline. This extraordinary system will probably be broken. Without the hybrids, it is a contradiction. Nature ceases to exist.

But Lu Mingfei had a better way.

The world is armed.

Instead of being a lone hero, he creates a bright future for ordinary people.

He is more willing to open up a way for ordinary people to rise.

After all, destiny is your own destiny.

He is giving the world a key.

But when they open the door and move forward, they still have to go on their own.

It’s not about whether you’re tired or not, nor whether you can do something or not.

But Lu Mingfei simply didn't want to do it.

People make their lives shine because they have dreams and strive for them.

Lu Mingfei saw this light and was moved by it, so he made the ambition to spread military force all over the world.

He always believed that everyone should make their own choices in life.

No one has the qualifications or the right to decide another person's life.

Whether you are an ordinary person, a hybrid, or even a dragon.

Are you really born noble?

Why? Bloodline? Or power?

Then I want to spread martial arts all over the world so that ordinary people without blood can fight against the dragon.

Pull down all those who are on top.

"That's it."

Angers smiled in relief.

"I didn't know until I saw you."

"I am really old."

He put down the bronze medal and pushed it heavily to Lu Mingfei.

"Keep it and don't give it to anyone else."

"As for the vice-principal, since he gave you the authority, just take it. Your spirit, well, is it to not die?"

"Maybe it can come in handy in an emergency."

"not to mention."

The old man smiled gently.

"If the person holding the bronze medal is you, I'll rest assured."

"Well, since it is your personal will to spread martial arts, how about you consider my suggestion?"

"Teacher, I only know about martial arts and understanding of dragons..."

"This is enough."

Angers said.

"You don't need to be a master of alchemy or dragon genealogy."

"Since you want to spread martial arts, why not just become Kassel's physical education teacher?"

Lu Mingfei was thoughtful.

"P.E. teacher?"

"Well, Mingfei, you may have seen our course selection list. In addition to the traditional dragon genealogy, detailed explanation of spirits, and magic mechanics, each student must take at least three elective subjects to make up for the credits."

"These elective courses include sailboat racing, swimming, flower arrangement, tea ceremony, movie appreciation, etc."

“Sounds like you’re raising an artist, not a dragon slayer.”

"Haha, I hope you can understand, Mingfei. Because of dragon blood, the spirit of mixed races is extremely dangerous. Learning some arts is a necessary way to relax."

"Is it similar to resting your mind? I probably know."

"Nurture your mind, an interesting way of saying it."

Angers smiled.

"Of course, in addition to the necessary artistic training, we also conduct a large number of elective courses to cultivate combat skills, such as Tai Chi and Bajiquan, Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Japanese Kendo."

Lu Mingfei smiled and shook his head.

"Is this how Kassel trains his students?"

"Teaching combat skills in physical education classes lacks real combat."

"After all, they are just kids."

"But these kids can take on more than three special forces soldiers alone."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"You know, principal, since I came to Kassel, I have been disappointed more than once."

"This is the place where dragon slayers are raised."

"After graduating, students will have to search for dangerous hybrids and even dragons all over the world, and then fight for their lives."

“But what do they study in college?

He smiled.

"I don't think the invulnerable Frigga bullet can produce a true dragon slayer."

Angers frowned.

"Mingfei, things are different from what you think."

"Some things happened before, and I had the same idea as you before, but after those things, I decided to make a change."

"Mere soldiers are not enough to deal with the resurgent dragons."

"We need geniuses, real leaders."

He looked at Lu Mingfei sincerely.

"For example, you."

The young man shook his head.

"I don't think so."

After once again expressing her denial of the principal's words, she just listened to what he said.

"Individual heroes do not determine the development of events."

“Accumulated sand forms a tower, and two trees form a forest. If it loses a reliable enough foundation, no matter how towering the building is, there is a danger of overturning.”

"And for ordinary hybrids, every soldier, even ordinary people, is a decisive force."

No one spoke for a while. The two looked at each other, and both saw diamond-like determination in each other's eyes.

Angers' sentiment at the beginning of this conversation was not wrong.

When he chatted with Lu Mingfei, he didn't look like a teacher and a student at all, but like peers, or people of the same status.

Both of them have their own persistence and opinions, and they firmly believe in them.

Angers knew very well that his character had gradually formed over his long life, but what about Mingfei?

This boy is only eighteen years old.

What makes him have such a character.

A flash of light flashed across the old man's mind like a meteor.

He murmured in his mind.

Is he your master?

Mingfei.

"Physical education teacher, principal, if you are willing, I will take it."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Are you willing?"

Angers raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, principal, you know, I suddenly realized what a convenient speech spirit I had awakened."

"do not die."

Lu Mingfei showed a heartfelt smile, eager to try, full of expectations.

Such a smile made Angers subconsciously have a bad premonition.

"And the vice-principal also gave me the authority to use the word spirit in Kassel."

He tossed the bronze medal.

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

"Frigga bullets that can't kill anyone are so boring."

"Do you have any plans, Mingfei?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, since principal you have entrusted the students to me, let me become Kassel's physical education teacher."

"I will definitely help these students transform themselves into a truly qualified soldier."

He gave a harmless smile.

Angers tapped his index finger on the desk rhythmically.

After a long while, he took a breath and smiled helplessly.

"In that case, just go ahead and do it."

"Don't go too far."

"Also, Mingfei, there is something you need to pay attention to."

"Principal, please speak."

"You are just a temporary teacher."

Angers said.

"If Kassel wants to hire a formal professor, he needs to go through the school board's procedures. After all, you are still just a student and you are a teacher at the same time, even if you are just a physical education teacher, you will definitely attract questions from the school board."

"This is quite a troublesome thing."

"So, you are just a temporary teacher. To be specific, you are probably a teaching assistant."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Okay, I understand. In fact, I don't care about the title, whether it's an assistant or a professor, as long as I can teach martial arts, let him go."

"I'm looking forward to your lessons."

"The principal is welcome to observe at any time."

The old man held up the black tea and smiled slightly.

"In that case, your club..."

"The Kyushu branch can still be established."

Lu Mingfei said.

"What I teach is Kyushu martial arts. How can I do it without the Kyushu branch? Although it is a bit formalistic, I think it is necessary."

"Is that so?"

Ang nodded.

"Then I wish you immediate success."

"I will, Principal."

Lu Mingfei drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, nodded goodbye to the old man across the table, and stood up to leave.

"Ming Fei."

Angers suddenly asked.

"Ever heard of walking?"

The old man emphasized the word "walk". It was obvious that this was not a verb, but a noun referring to a certain existence.

"walk?"

Lu Mingfei turned around and asked curiously.

"What's this?"

Angers smiled heartily.

"The characters in a martial arts novel are hidden in the dark, with mysterious backgrounds and powerful powers."

"Sounds like fun."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Do you like to treat people to Laba porridge while walking?"

Angers looked surprised.

"Laba porridge?"

When Lu Mingfei saw this, he smiled and waved.

"Let's go, boss."

The door is closed.

"boss?"

Angers murmured strangely.

"Oh my, looks like I've been discovered?"

A handsome middle-aged man appeared in Lu Mingfei's previous seat.

He looked back at the door.

"S-level can actually find you?"

Angers was really surprised this time.

"It can't be said that he discovered it. With his current condition, he probably can't do such a thing."

The middle-aged man picked up his third cup of black tea.

"He must have guessed that I would come. After all, your cup of tea is too obvious."

"Ha ha."

Angers shook his head.

"This is different from what you said. S-class. I am in the same class as him. I am under a lot of pressure."

"what is the relationship?"

The middle-aged man said calmly.

Sitting here, he naturally developed an aura of being in control of everything.

Unless he was getting along with Lu Mingfei, he would be the king no matter who he faced.

The supreme king.

"The stronger he is, the more likely the plan will succeed, right?"

Angre rubbed the black tea and remained silent.

"Stop your worries, Angers."

said the middle-aged man.

“What he does is far greater than you can imagine.”

"Dragon slaying? Dragon King?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

"He is the one who wants to cut off reincarnation with his own hands."

Angers smiled inexplicably.

"people?"

he murmured.

"Is he really a human?"

The old man shook his head and did not continue the topic.

"Okay, I don't care about greatness or not."

"Following the contract, I will support him in doing what he wants to do."

"Next, it's your turn."

Angers tried to look the other man in the eyes.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Once again it failed.

From the first time they met until now, he has never looked directly at the other person's face once.

At most, the eyes fell on the black tea in the other person's hand and could no longer move upward.

This is a world of hybrids and dragons.

Something as mysterious and mysterious as momentum also exists.

The dragon kings have the innate spirit of kingship, and they look down on their people from a high position.

So, what about the existence above the Dragon King?

Gods cannot be looked directly at.

In the dead of night for countless nights, Ange sat alone and meditated.

What kind of existence is he dealing with?

The man who calls himself the devil.

But...the devil?

Isn’t the devil also a god?

Contemplation is contemplation, but Angers never regretted it.

Chu Zihang can risk his life for revenge.

As the principal, how could he be compared to the younger generation?

Even if he makes a deal with the devil and falls into the abyss, he will bite the bodies of the dragon kings with his folding knife, arms and teeth before that happens.

Drag them to hell with you.

"So, tell me."

Angers asked.

"Where are the bronze and the fire?"

…………

Ten o'clock at night, Amber Hall.

This is almost an exhibition of the world's top luxury cars.

Even more exaggerated than that.

The handsome mixed-race young men got out of the car and stretched out their arms so that the girl in the evening dress could gently take them.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and in a beautiful scene like a Japanese youth anime, accompanied by slowly falling roses and Mozart's waltz, they stepped on the red carpet leading to the Amber Pavilion.

At this moment, they were full of youth and radiance, and seemed to be the center of the audience.

But everyone knows, and they themselves know, that there is someone else at the center of the room.

At the end of the red carpet, on a high-backed marble chair engraved with the myth of Solomon, the chief Caesar of the student union sat here.

On his knees is Dictado unsheathed.

When visitors passed by the boy, both men and women nodded respectfully.

Then he looked back and cast his gaze across the street.

Everyone knows that there is only one person who can make Caesar, the chief student of the student union, greet him like this.

Three days ago, his name was Chu Zihang.

Three days later, his name was Lu Mingfei.

So, when Lu Mingfei and Fingel came together with Zero in Cassel uniforms.

Naturally, it attracted the attention of the audience.

The elites in Kassel were stunned for a while.

Then I was deeply impressed.

As expected of an S-Class, when everyone was still using luxury cars to show off their status, he no longer bothered to do so. Look at the calmness with which he walked, how impressive it was. Sure enough, they are superficial.

Maybe this is the so-called big shot. Every word and deed will be interpreted infinitely by others.

As for Lu Mingfei.

"Do you have to drive all the way?"

"It seems that the amount of exercise taken by students in Kassel is worrying."

He nodded.

"It's decided, let's double it first."

"Boss, I'm sorry to ask."

Fingel was wary.

"Double what?"

"Of course it's the amount of training."

Lu Mingfei smiled heartily.

"Don't worry, no one will die."