Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"This is a common behavior of yours, but it's not very polite. You always interrupt others when they are talking. You have to change." Lu Mingfei shook his head slightly, looking helpless.

"Child? That's not something you would say, brother!"

Although he was tough in words, after hearing Lu Mingfei call him that, Lu Mingze felt as if a warm stream was flowing through his heart.

Child...child...I can't remember how many years it has been since I heard such a friendly nickname and such a kind rebuke. Lu Mingze narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Don't like this name? Then should I change it?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I don't dislike it... but I don't like it either! Forget it, this is it. It's too troublesome to keep changing it."

"As long as you're happy, I actually have something important to discuss with you, and you're here just in time."

"what's up?"

Lu Mingze was about to steal a drink of the still steaming scented tea in the Angers cup, but his thieving hands were slapped away by Lu Mingfei. He withdrew his arms awkwardly and gave Lu Mingfei a resentful look.

"It's what you said last time about authority and power. When you think about it carefully, what you said makes sense. However, it is not cost-effective to exchange your life for power. After all, if you lose your life, you lose everything, don't you think?" Lu Mingfei stood up and looked directly into Lu Mingze's light golden pupils.

"Hmm?" Lu Mingze frowned slightly. Even he couldn't understand what Lu Mingfei said or see through his thoughts.

"Come with me." Lu Mingfei pulled the little devil up the spiral staircase to the second floor and opened the huge arc-shaped skylight above his head.

Two heads, one big and one small, poked out of the wall covered with green ivy. They looked like a naughty brother and his mischievous brother climbing over the wall of someone else's old courtyard, wanting to secretly pick a fruit that was sticking out of the wall.

The breeze blew towards them, gently ruffling the boys' hair and whispering in their ears.

Outside the house are slightly yellowed treetops, one after another, forming a shade, lush and unrestrained; further away is the Kassel Academy under the warm sun, full of vitality, like a child bathing in the sun.

"Is all this beautiful?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

"Well...but Kassel Academy shouldn't be a good place for you, brother. You know very well that to them, you are just a place of exploitation and being exploited." Lu Mingze said honestly.

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Lu Mingfei said softly, "Haven't I only lived in two places in my life? My aunt's house, and here."

"Aunt's house is too small to accommodate a monster like me, so I can only come here. Professor Guderian said this is the home of all half-bloods, so this is also my home. Senior Brother Chu Zihang, Senior Brother Finger, Professor Guderian... The few people I'm close to are all here. Is there anywhere else I can go?"

"So, brother, are you ready to sheath your fangs so that you can retire here early and enjoy your old age?" Lu Mingze joked with a smile.

"Silly child, did I ever say I wanted to escape fate and battle?" Lu Mingfei shook his head gently. "I thought the little devil knew everything, but it seems you can't read people's minds either!"

"I can't figure you out, brother. You're different from everyone else, but I never thought you'd become so profound one day. Even I can't figure you out!" Lu Mingze sighed deeply, "So, brother, don't keep me in suspense about what you want to say!"

"Give it to me."

"what?"

"My authority, my power, just a small part is enough. I must protect what I should protect!" Lu Mingfei looked towards the distant east with a firm tone that left no room for doubt.

Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei deeply. "Is this really you, brother? No matter how hard I tried to persuade you before, you always threw power and authority away, as if they were some terrible plague. Now you're actually asking me for power?"

"I'm not asking for them, I'm giving them back to me. They were originally mine!" Lu Mingfei looked straight into Lu Mingze's light golden eyes.

Boom!

After Lu Mingfei finished saying this, a bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky. After the bolt from the blue, the originally warm weather suddenly turned gloomy as if it had turned its face upside down.

The principal's office of Kassel College had somehow become the rooftop of an obelisk, its towering spire looking as if it was about to poke a hole in the sky; below was a group of fang-like stones, hideous and sharp, stained with scarlet blood that even years of rain could not wash away.

Bitter winds and rain irrigated the world. In this apocalyptic scene, Lu Mingze gently stroked Lu Mingfei's face and asked with a smile, "Yes, those are all yours, brother. You are the most powerful person in the world!"

"I'm sorry, brother. I really want to give you everything you deserve, but you can't control that much power in your current state, so this time I can only give you a very small part." In the cold rain, Lu Mingze said softly, "Brother, when you think it through, come and exchange with me. I will return everything that belongs to you!"

In the swaying wind and rain, Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze looked at each other straight, and he said nothing.

A flash of fiery gold flashed across Lu Mingfei's black pupils, like a bright meteor across the dark night. Then Lu Mingfei heard the roar of a dragon. The angry roar came from the distant storm, shrill and terrifying!

"Okay, brother, it's time for us to go. They are coming looking for us, and we can't let them catch us!" Lu Mingze hugged Lu Mingfei. He dragged both of them and jumped lightly, and they fell from the top of the tall tower.

"Brother, is it exciting? Doesn't it feel like the scene in Titanic? Shouldn't you imitate what Jack said to Rose at this time..." Lu Mingze laughed loudly, as if he was not jumping from the top of a towering tower, but having fun playing on a trampoline in a children's park.

"You jump, I jump!" The little devil hugged Lu Mingfei tightly and laughed happily.

Although Lu Mingze was spouting the same bad words that Lu Mingfei would say, his tone seemed as light-hearted and cheerful as his usual mischievous ways.

But Lu Mingfei knew that the child was actually afraid.

He held Lu Mingfei's arms tightly, his beautiful eyes tightly shut, not daring to open them, and his voice was trembling slightly...

This usually fearless little devil buried his head in his brother's chest like a frightened child. He didn't know if he was afraid of the hideous stone swords they were about to smash at him, or the approaching dragon roars, or maybe...

"Be good, don't be afraid this time because I'm here..."

While falling in the air at high speed, Lu Mingfei gently touched Lu Mingze's little head. He covered Lu Mingze's ears to block out the angry roars; he turned over in mid-air, put his back underneath, and faced the hideous and terrifying stone peaks.

In the wind and rain, the elder brother protected his younger brother tightly, and they fell into the endless and dark abyss together.

Chapter 39 E-Exam

The midday sun outside the window burned like fire, the dense yellow leaves cut the light and shadow into tiny pieces, and the steam no longer rose from the tea table.

The old man leaned on the handrail of the stairs, holding the torn scroll with an old cover in his hand, and occasionally glanced at the boy at the table.

Ange has lived for a long time. From the time of the secret party to the founding of Kassel Academy, he has seen too many gifted children. In the "3E" exam, most of the children who resonate with the dragon text and have clairvoyance will behave strangely.

Some people seemed to be suffering from delusions, pointing and gesturing at nothingness, as if there was a person standing there who didn't exist at all; some people beat their chests and wailed at the indifferent invigilator, as if that was their wife who had just died tragically; one student even jumped from the window of a fourth-floor classroom, eventually suffering comminuted fractures...

The students were dancing wildly in the examination room, as if they were in a discussion meeting for severely mentally ill patients.

Of course, there are also children who are not so "crazy". To be precise, students with higher mental qualities tend to have stronger endurance and behave more calmly.

But it seemed that this was the first time that Angé had seen someone as calm as Lu Mingfei.

This guy... fell asleep on his "3E" exam?

He looked confident as if he was saying, "Principal, you can't hide the exam questions from me by hiding them in the phonograph," but the next second, he fell straight down in the middle of his words, with a loud noise like a comet hitting the earth, almost smashing a hole in his beloved tea table.

Lu Mingfei seemed to have had a beautiful dream. He slept very peacefully with a faint smile on his lips, as if he saw an old friend in his dream.

The scheduled time for the "3E" exam is from 9:00 to 11:00, but now most of the time has passed and there is less than half an hour left until the end time of 11:00.

In other words, Lu Mingfei almost slept through the entire "3E" exam!

"Are you here to catch up on some sleep in your office?"

Ange looked around and shook his head helplessly.

I should blame myself for designing the office to be too comfortable, but I have to admit that this is indeed a good place to sleep.

The air in the room is filled with the fragrance of tea and old wood, refreshing the heart; the warm sun of late autumn shines lazily through the skylight above the head; the breeze blows through the tall treetops, and the shadows of the trees rustle and sway.

Fortunately, I asked someone in advance to tell Norma to write "Descendant of the Black King, S-level potential" in Lu Mingfei's report. Otherwise, if this guy slept through the entire exam, I really didn't know how to explain to those troublesome old guys on the board of directors with the brand new test paper.

Ange knew that the old guys had wanted to impeach him for a long time, but due to his high prestige in the academy, and being hailed as the "strongest dragon slayer", he was not only the sharpest blade of the secret party against the dragon clan, but his body was also covered with flags symbolizing "iron blood" and "resistance". If he fell, the secret party would lose a lofty spiritual leader, a lonely and ever-bright beacon!

Ange doesn't care about using or being used. He lives to take revenge on the dragon clan. Besides, Ange enjoys seeing those old guys dislike him but can't do anything about him.

Just when he was distracted for a moment and thought that this was probably the end of the matter, the light and shadow in the room suddenly dimmed for no reason.

Lu Mingfei, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up. His eyes were still tightly closed, but his back was straight. He picked up the pencil that had been prepared on the table and began to draw on the white paper.

To be precise, it's not like he's painting, it's more like he's doodling.

Those messy and disordered balls of thread clash and fight under Lu Mingfei's pen, and he seems to be holding a magic wand that symbolizes power and authority, commanding a huge war. The white paper is his battlefield, where there are thousands of troops charging forward for him and fighting bravely!

He was like a high and mighty king who had regained the throne, with a cold and arrogant expression, and a hint of ferocity occasionally flashing at the corner of his mouth. Lines took shape under his pen like dragons, filling one blank piece of paper after another.

Ange noticed the movement, his figure disappeared from the escalator and reappeared behind Lu Mingfei. The whole process was silent, like a ghost traveling through the cracks of time.

Ange leaned down and quietly looked at the white paper covered with his scribbles in a way that would not disturb Lu Mingfei.

That was dragon script, the most standard dragon script, as if it was a masterpiece written by a giant dragon of extremely noble bloodline himself, majestic and powerful!

Ange's brows were tightly furrowed. Every time Lu Mingfei drew a complete stroke, Ange's brows were furrowed even deeper, and finally they were wrinkled together to form a deep mountain character.

The higher the bloodline, the clearer the dragon characters that can be expressed.

For example, Professor Guderian spent many years studying the poem "Praise the Awakening of My King, Destruction is Rebirth". When Lu Mingfei read it, Guderian immediately fell into a deep clairvoyance.

Writing is a form of expression of dragon language. This is the meaning of the existence and judgment basis of the "3E" test. The dragon language hidden in the radio music calls students into spiritual vision. They will resonate with what they hear and write down the answers in their hearts.

These answers are the proof of their bloodline.

However, Lu Mingfei's seemingly fanciful and unsystematic scribbles were actually orthodox dragon scripts that even a mixed-blood like Ange could not write.

It should be said that this is not something that can be written by a half-blood. The only one who can write such authentic dragon text is a dragon... A terrifying dragon whose bloodline is no less than that of the four kings!

Ange's eyes moved back and forth between the back of Lu Mingfei's neck and the paper he was writing on, his wrist tightly pressing the folding knife hidden in the cuff of his black suit.

This Damascus alchemical folding knife was made from the broken blade fragments of his brother Menek's long sword, which was passed down from generation to generation. It was blood red in color, and the philosopher's stone on the tip of the knife contained a poison that was deadly enough to kill the four kings!

Fortunately, the sterling silver pendulum on the wall struck on time, and the "Symphony of Fate" in the old gramophone stopped abruptly. Ange seemed to be relieved and suppressed a terrible thought that lingered in his mind.

But things were not as simple as Ange expected. The music stopped and the exam was over, but Lu Mingfei did not stop!

Lu Mingfei filled up the eight sheets of white paper completely, leaving almost no space for him to paint.

So the pencil in Lu Mingfei's hand fell heavily on the Huanghuali tea table. The sharp tip of the pencil suddenly broke due to the terrifying force, and the black tip flew past Ange's face.

Lu Mingfei still had his eyes tightly closed, but his face had become distorted and hideous. He thrust the remaining half of the pencil into the hard tea table, and the harsh friction sound echoed throughout the entire two-story building!

The sky was stained with blood as the curtain fell from the sky. The throne appeared in the middle of the long table... He was painting a shocking and earth-shattering painting!

Chapter 40 Avengers

The pure silver pendulum made a crisp sound again, and Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes.

A flash of brilliant gold flashed in his eyes.

As soon as Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, he saw the light - the sunlight shone on his face through the shadows of the trees and the skylight. The sudden dazzling light made him a little dazed.

A soft brown cashmere blanket with a faint scent of sandalwood draped over him was lying on the leather sofa on the first floor of the principal's office.

"Hmm... Is the '3E' exam over?" Lu Mingfei straightened up and rubbed his slightly swollen head.

"It's been two hours since it ended. Didn't you get enough rest last night, or has your sleep quality always been so good?" Ange joked as he sat on a soft stool not far away.

"I'm sorry, Principal. I don't know why I slept for so long. My head has always felt heavy, as if it was filled with lead water." Lu Mingfei shook his head gently.

"It's a good thing to be able to sleep. When you reach my age, you sleep less and every night distracting thoughts flood into your head. Every time you close your eyes, it's a hellish nightmare. Insomnia all night long is really torturous." Ange stood up, stepped on the soft carpet with his hard-toed leather shoes, and walked towards Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei also stood up, thinking to himself, if I were to live to your age, there would not be many people in the world who could live to your age. I should be thankful for being lucky enough to live to be a hundred years old, right?

"I also suffered from insomnia for a while, which was when I first entered high school. At that time, I also liked to think about all kinds of random things, and I could never find the direction in my life." Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked directly into Ange's eyes.

Ange's face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were more like the long and intertwined tails of a fish, and his eyelids were not as tight as those of a young man. Only his eyes were different.

The old man's eyes were deep yet bright, showing no trace of old age at all, but rather clear and bright.

It’s a pity that Lu Mingfei couldn’t see anything from his eyes.

After a brief silence, Ange smiled and said, "Everyone goes through a period of confusion in youth. Did you find your direction in life?"

"I found it, so I came to Kassel College." Lu Mingfei smiled.

"That's great! Young people should be goal-oriented and motivated like this. Close your eyes and keep moving forward. If there's a mountain ahead, climb it. If there's a river ahead, cross it. If there's a wall ahead... just smash it to pieces. It doesn't matter if you get a bloody head." Angé patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder gently.

"Principal, you are also very young."

"Really? Hahahahaha..." Ange laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "What an interesting young man! You know what those old guys I know call me? They all call me an old monster. I'm so old that I'm about to die, and a child actually said I'm still young?"

"This place is still alive and beating, how can you say you are old?" Lu Mingfei gently tapped Anger's heart, his tone also gentle.

The moment Lu Mingfei's fingertips touched his heart, Ange was actually a little stunned.

He is an absolutely highly respected figure at Kassel College. It is no exaggeration to say that Ange enjoys the treatment of a top star at school. Wherever he goes, there are thunderous cheers. His classes are always full, and the respect given to him by students is definitely more than that of all other professors combined.

He is the teacher of everyone at Kassel Academy and also everyone's elder.

For many years, no one had dared to point at his heart and speak to him, the greatest educator of our time, in an educational tone, let alone an eighteen-year-old child.

But at that moment, Ange seemed to inexplicably see the shadows of many old friends in Lu Mingfei: his teacher, his old friend, and the brother he admired the most...

In that golden age, these people died tragically one after another in an event called "Summer Mourning", leaving him alone. So Ange buried the ashes of all his old friends with his own hands, along with his own memories on that day.

It was also from that time that the elegant, active, and proud young man disappeared, and what remained was the aloof and iron-fisted ruler of power.

Ange disguises himself with the mask of an old playboy, but deep down he is just a lonely avenger who always holds a sharp folding knife.

Ange continued to consolidate his power, cultivate his confidants, and control the entire Kassel Academy so that he could mobilize the most elite team when slaying the dragon.

This caused dissatisfaction among the school board, but no one could shake Ange's position in the secret party.

He was a man who had been through hell, so he was not afraid of death.