[Dragon] Neptune

The pouring rain and hail stopped abruptly, and the thin crescent moon broke through the clouds and mist to reveal a shy figure.The sound of rumbling wheels and orderly footsteps stepped into the valley.

The battlefield that had just been fiercely fought has returned to silence, leaving only the destroyed woods and the mud all over the ground.

Manstein closed his eyes, and "snakes" that did not exist in reality crawled and spread around him. Dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. It was not because of excessive consumption, but because of the corpses everywhere. And hurt.

He opened his eyes, his voice trembling: "I can't find any signs of life in this area, Mr. Beowulf has probably..."

"EVA, where is Mr. Beowulf? What happened here, I need a detailed report!" Schneider had already prepared himself mentally, but still confirmed to EVA with the last glimmer of hope.

The computer screen on the car was controlled by EVA, and she used the computer screen to play a picture for everyone.Due to the abnormal weather tonight, ordinary satellites could not successfully capture the ground. EVA urgently called a radar imaging satellite to record the battle scene here.

The picture on the screen is very fuzzy, still in black and white, EVA thoughtfully processed it for everyone and added color, but the resolution is still very low.They could only see two dots of light, one red and one white, running through the woods, and finally, after a flash of white light, the white light disappeared.

"According to the last location where Mr. Beowulf disappeared, you have a great possibility to find him here." EVA exported a map and drew a small circle on it.

Schneider immediately sent the map to members of the search team to search the area.

Soon, 10 minutes later, they received news from the search party that Beowulf's body had been found.This heavy sad news made the atmosphere suddenly stagnant.

Over the past few years, the Academy has repeatedly won decisive victories on the battlefield against the Dragon King, successively killing the King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Earth and Mountain, the Usurper of the White King, and the King of Sea and Water (doubtful), making them subconsciously They ignore how cruel this war is, and thousands of people die every year because of it. You must know that the total number of mixed races is only 10,000+.

The voice of EVA sounded again: "Mr. Beowulf's plan is for him to entangle this first-generation species and activate the weapon of scourge to destroy him. After calculation, the probability of success is less than 20.00%, and during their battle , the probability of success continues to decrease, but Mr. Beowulf still refuses to retreat, sorry, and please condolences.”

The search party returned with a stretcher, covered with a white sheet, in which Beowulf's body lay.

"Let's go back." Schneider was in no mood to say more words. As an old friend, Manstein's lips moved a little, and finally turned into a sigh.

When they returned to the gate of Kassel College, EVA appeared again, and she issued a notice to everyone: "Professor Schneider, Professor Manstein, please go to the conference hall of the Hall of Valor immediately, and an emergency meeting is now held."

"Who initiated the meeting?" Schneider and Manstein were stunned for a moment. Beowulf had already died, and the vice-principal was a nonchalant person. They currently have the highest authority in the academy. How could anyone bypass him? hold a meeting through them.

"Mr. Angers." EVA replied.

"Principal!?" The answer was beyond their expectations.

On the way to the Hall of Valor, Schneider and Manstein met professors who came from other lines of defense. They walked through the hallway of the Hall of Valor and came to the deep conference hall.In the center of the conference hall is a simple mahogany long table, [-]th century Venetian furniture, engraved with angels and dragon and snake patterns, and portraits of secret party leaders of all ages are hung on the walls, the latest one is Lion Heart The initiator and first president of the association was Menek Kassel, and Kassel College was named after him.

Ange's thin and slender figure stood under the portrait, looking up at the heroes of the past generations. The vice-principal sat on the seat with his legs crossed, playing with his fingers boredly. Mance and Guderian followed the vice-principal to investigate the medical affairs. Chamber, now standing silently to one side of the hall.

"Principal, are you alright?" Manstein and Schneider saw that Anger looked nothing like a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness. They couldn't believe their eyes.

The vice-principal laughed: "That's right, when I rushed over, I thought this old guy was dead, who knew he would be alive and kicking again."

"It's really a pity. I might still be able to die for you." Anger replied unceremoniously.

In fact, both of them knew very well that Ange's life was about to come to an end. Alchemy was not omnipotent. Following the principle of equivalent exchange, he almost burned his own life in order to restore his body.

Angers kicked the chair: "Make way."

The vice-principal curled his lips and moved to the chair next to him. Anger sat down and said, "Professors, please sit down! EVA, start the meeting now."

At the same time, several projection lamps were lit up on the conference table, and the images of the school directors and elders gradually took shape. They looked at Angers sitting at the end of the long table in unison.

Anger straightened his spine, leaned forward, his expression was light and calm, and his torch-like pupils swept across the faces of the people present: "Long time no see, don't come here, everyone."

The Dragon Clan attacked Kassel Academy, Beowulf died in battle, and he happened to wake up at this critical point. In this meeting, Angers still had a tough battle to fight.

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At one o'clock in the morning, it was already hard to see pedestrians on the streets of Chicago, only the sparse lampposts on the side of the road were still performing their duties.Three fashionable young men came out of the dark alley and blocked the way of Lin Miao and Chu Zihang.

Looking at the small knives that the three of them were playing with, Lin Miao and Chu Zihang looked at each other, unmoved.After some instruction, the three young men wept bitterly, felt remorse, and enthusiastically booked a private room in a hotel for them.

Half an hour later, Lin Miao was sitting by the bed, and Chu Zihang was holding a hair dryer to help him dry his hair. Through the window, Lin Miao saw the homeless man curled up on the opposite side of the street, leaning on Chu Zihang and asking: " Do we look like this guy? Homeless, abandoned by the world."

Chu Zihang thought about it seriously for a while: "Indeed, we don't have identity certificates, we don't have a fixed place to live, and we are basically no different from him."

"Then we are not even as good as him, he just eats and sleeps in the open, and we are precarious..." Lin Miao was amused by his seriousness.

Chu Zihang put the hair dryer aside, turned around and hugged Lin Miao.Lin Miao was thrown onto the bed, and the two of them sank into the soft and fluffy quilt together.

He lightly branded a kiss on Lin Miao's lips, and said: "Do you think we are happy now? I feel very happy and satisfied. Although I am forgotten by the world, although the world is against you, at least the next We spend every minute and every second together. Because of you, everything in my eyes has color and comes alive.”

"Your sister! Why are you talking so provocatively?" Lin Miao buried her head next to Chu Zihang's neck, biting the meat on it, trying not to let her tears get out of control, "It's really annoying, every time it's late at night like this, There will be a faint sense of sadness, damn the sorrow of blood."

Chu Zihang's eyes drooped slightly, his fingers ran through Lin Miao's hair, sniffing the fragrance of shampoo, the room became very quiet for a while.

After a long time, he heard a very soft voice: "You know, your appearance is like a ray of light, the first ray of light I saw in the dark years of thousands of years, because of your existence, I have love and expectation for this world, thank you."

"Don't think too much, go to sleep." Chu Zihang raised his hand and turned off the light in the room.

Because all the water vapor was removed before, without the cover of clouds, the moonlight in Chicago tonight is particularly bright. The two of them lay on the bed and could see each other's faces.

Lin Miao thought about the destination they were going to: "Maybe they will die? If there is an afterlife, I hope to be a real human being." He smiled longingly.

Chu Zihang touched Lin Miao's face, "If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you again."

Lin Miao stretched out her hand: "Lagou, we have made an agreement, we must meet again."

"Yes." Chu Zihang also stretched out his hand.

The little fingers of the two were intertwined, and their thumbs were tightly printed together.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy Children's Day!I wish my dear Chu Zihang a happy Children's Day! (I just realized that today is Chu Zihang's birthday, I'm afraid I'm not a fake fan qwq)

As I wrote this chapter, I became hypocritical QWQ.Let me tell you a good news, the next chapter will be the end of the text, don't worry, definitely HE.

At the same time as the end, I will continue the new article "The White Bird of Black Feather". I hope everyone can continue to support it. The new article is much sweeter than the current one, hehe.

In addition, two extra chapters have been conceived now, I don’t know if you have any ideas, you can comment and tell me, I will write it or not depending on the situation.