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

"Well, I'm talking about Brother Killer, not Brother Useless." Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"So, this kid Chu Zihang has already been to two Nibelungs? Wow, how enviable!" The night watchman smacked his lips, and his tone was as if Chu Zihang had seduced the two Cuban girls with the biggest breasts.

"I don't understand what you alchemists are thinking. What's so good about the land of the dead? There are neither beauties nor beasts there. Are there any living things there?" Ange rolled his eyes.

"You know shit. People like you who are into science will never have a common language with those of us who study the mysticism. The Land of the Dead is not some empty word like 'the underworld' or 'hell'. It is the holy land that all alchemists dream of, and there are treasures everywhere!" The night watchman sneered at Ange's rolling eyes.

"Treasure? You mean there are adult magazines and posters of girls in low-cut dresses everywhere?" Ange looked around at the "treasures" piled up by the night watchman in the room.

"Hey, Ange, you old fellow will never become an alchemist!" Everyone cursed inwardly. "The Nibelungen is called the 'Land of the Dead' because it's filled with dead matter. The water there doesn't flow, the fire there has no temperature, the land and mountains there are all bronze, and the metal and earth that make up the world are also dead elements. There is no day or night, and the sky is always half-dark, half-bright. The cities are made entirely of dead dragon bones, which are enriched with the fifth element, 'spirit'. The entire world is filled with the 'Philosopher's Stone', a substance said to be able to kill dragon kings!"

"These are all things from Norse mythology, right? The Black Dragon King guards the gates of the Land of the Dead, tearing at the World Tree. Odin sees him as a thorn in his side," Ange said softly. "Until the day the World Tree collapses, Ragnarok arrives, the sea cracks, and giant ships made of dead man's fingernails break through the waters. The army of the undead launches an attack on the living."

"Although these are mythical, they are not fictional," the Night Watchman said solemnly. "Although we haven't found any remains of dragon settlements over the years, especially those from the time when Nidhogg ruled in the name of a god, the Black Emperor and the Dragon King are real. Now Odin has also appeared, and no one knows what he is."

"Maybe he is a dragon king?" Ange pondered.

"If... I mean if, is it possible that Odin was the previous ruler of the Black Dragon Emperor?" Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke, and everyone looked at him.

"Odin was dethroned by the Black Dragon King, so they are sworn enemies? What if there was another civilization before the dragon civilization? A civilization of gods... led by Odin? I once discovered a relic in Zengmu Shoal that predates human civilization, but it doesn't use dragon script. It's like a third type of civilization... beyond both human and dragon civilizations?"

Lu Mingfei's words were so shocking that the night watchman was stunned. Angé's face was hidden in the smoke, and his expression was unclear. He pondered for a long time, "This topic is very meaningful! Since the day you reported, I have assigned people to monitor the Zengmu Shoal ruins year-round... But this is not our top priority."

"Then what is our top priority?" The night watchman took out another bottle of whiskey.

"In two days, the investigation team of the board of directors will arrive at the college. They probably intend to fire me as the principal and then imprison me until I die." Ange flicked his cigarette butt and said lightly.

Chapter 134 The flag called "Angers"!

"Stop, stop! Fire you?" The night watchman was stunned. "Who told you that? Why didn't I get the news?"

"You are like an old dog lying in bed. If I don't come to find you, you can sit alone in front of the computer desk facing the screen all day long for thirty years. How do you expect to receive any news?" Ange glanced at the night watchman's beer belly that could not be covered by his tan plaid shirt.

The night watchman looked down and saw that the eight-pack abs that he was once proud of and that he would take off his shirt to show to the bar girls when he was drunk had become one. The handsome man who once colonized the West had long since become history. Now he was just a wretched uncle who liked cowboy hats. His nerves and body had long been paralyzed by posters of low-cut girls and strong liquor. This kind of life was comfortable... But if Ange was fired, his comfortable life would end there!

"I can check it out on the Night Watch Forum. Hey, I'm a surfing expert!" the wretched uncle boasted.

"Do you expect to hear the secret about the conflict between the board of directors and the principal from the Night Watch Forum?" Ange asked back.

"Is this so rare? Even exclusive secrets of 'S' and 'A' levels can be found on it, and there's also a hotly serialized fan fiction. Let me see... Hey, it's already updated to chapter 320!" The Night Watchman slammed the table excitedly.

"Don't bring me into this!" Lu Mingfei frowned, glaring at the person who had been flipping through an adult magazine in the corner of the room. Then he said seriously, "Let's get back to the point. This is news from Senior Caesar, and it's very credible."

"Cesar Gattuso? The one you said looks like me when I was young, the playboy from Italy?" the night watchman asked Ange.

"Well... in some ways you have some things in common, but that was in the past," Ange said. "He likes to show off his pecs, and you like to show off your abs. But now your strong abs are covered with a thick layer of fat, and Caesar... I remember his pecs were on the cover of Vogue magazine last week."

"Why would the heir of the Gattuso family inform you in advance?" The night watchman frowned. "Did he rebel?"

"There is no such thing as rebellion. Caesar never considered himself the heir of the Gattuso family. He has a golden chair but thinks it hurts his butt. This kid is so rebellious!" Finkel said indignantly, looking very jealous of Caesar's ignorance of his blessings.

"And the school board is not afraid that I will know the news in advance. This is an open conspiracy. Their evidence is well prepared. I have been accused of three major errors and sixty-six detailed errors. They have rejected my performance report. They seem determined to replace the principal." Ange shrugged.

"Three grave mistakes? Ange, have you done something unforgivable?" the night watchman pondered. "Did you sleep with Elizabeth, that girl on the school board who admires you?"

"Come on, is your head filled with strong alcohol? I'm old enough to be his great-great-grandfather!" Ange put out his cigar. "Besides, even if I had ever thought about it, my age wouldn't allow me to have offspring. Have you ever seen a man become a father at the age of 135?"

"So what kind of evidence did those old guys get on you? You're not someone who would compromise easily."

"Well... embezzled 1.2 billion US dollars of public funds to buy private estates in seven countries around the world; excessively abused his power to protect and condone my student, Lu Mingfei; and brought Chu Zihang, who was suspected of having a dangerous bloodline, into the academy and deliberately concealed his background." Angé said lightly.

"Shh, it sounds like every one of them is punishable by death!" The Night's Watch gasped, "Especially the first one!"

"Are you talking about the 1.2 billion US dollars I embezzled? This is the easiest thing to solve. They have frozen all the property under my name. The next step is to confiscate it." Ange said indifferently, his tone as light as if he had just lost a penny on the side of the road.

"The real problem is the latter two. Ming Fei's personal abilities are too strong, making everyone wary. Moreover, his stance is clearly not in favor of the school board. No matter what far-fetched excuse they find, they will definitely target Ming Fei. And during the Six Flags incident, Chu Zihang unleashed his 'Sovereign Flame' in public, instantly melting steel. This is far beyond the scope of normal spiritual power. Moreover, someone photographed him in his Blood Dragon form, providing irrefutable evidence. And then there's the disappearance on the elevated highway five years ago."

"Do they have information that Chu Zihang has entered the Land of the Dead?" the night watchman said in a deep voice.

"No, they only knew that Chu Zihang had been involved in a mysterious incident and guessed it was probably related to the dragon clan. However, most of the strange things in this world are related to the dragon clan. No one would suspect the illusory Nibelungen. We have to thank Schneider and the others for destroying the most fundamental evidence and changing the direction of the school board's investigation." Ange smiled, "Oh, by the way, your son is involved too."

"Manstein, how has that kid been doing recently?" The night watchman asked casually while gulping down his liquor.

"Not bad. He's now the chairman of the Discipline Committee and is very impressive in front of the students." Ange smiled. "You should pay more attention to him when you have time. After all, he's the only son you have left."

"That's right," said the night watchman. "I have a son, but what about you, Ange? Who will bury you when you die?"

"I am an undertaker. I will not fall, let alone die, before I have buried the entire dragon clan. If something must be used to bury me, then let it be the corpses of the dragons."

"But those people on the school board have no chance of standing up to the dragons. We are soldiers. We always have knives hidden in our sleeves and a bullet in our guns, either aimed at the enemy or fired at ourselves. We always hide in the dark."

"But what about them? They are just a group of politicians basking in the sun, always elegant and graceful, with their suits pressed without a wrinkle. At night, they will stuff the large banknotes in their pockets into women's underwear. Such people don't understand what war is at all!"

Ange said coldly.

"I don't like those local tycoons either. They hold a lot of wealth and power, but they always come up with stupid ideas because they only see profit. In order to build the hybrid era in their minds, they can sacrifice anyone."

"This time it's you, next time it's me, and from now on it'll be the outstanding children. We are just their weapons against the dragons. But once the dragons are annihilated, they can use their wealth to sweep across the new world. Weapons are not needed in a peaceful era... We will be labeled terrorists and destroyed or abandoned!"

The night watchman said in a deep voice.

"I don't need to think so far ahead. Building a new world is something the children need to consider, not something old people like us should worry about." Ange looked at Lu Mingfei with relief, but directly ignored Finger. "The war with the dragon clan is far from over. If I am replaced, the secret party will definitely face collapse!"

"Aren't we discussing this now? You know it, I know it, and everyone knows it, except for those old idiots on the board of directors. They act as if anyone who takes over the secret party can achieve today's results... There are some heroes that you can only find once in an era!" The Night Watchman was referring to Ange.

"Maybe we can find them... but they are all dead." Ange snatched the liquor from the night watchman, tilted his head back and drank it all. As the liquor went down his throat, his hazy vision seemed to travel through a hundred years and he saw his old friends.

"The school board is just politicians, but I'm a true avenger. My only remaining wish in life is to slay a dragon. They shouldn't provoke someone blinded by hatred. Anyone who dares to stand in my way of revenge is my enemy. Unless they kill me, the sharp edge of my folding knife will sooner or later slit his throat!"

There was a glint of cruelty in Ange's eyes. This old madman who had lived for over 130 years was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath. The sharpness in his words could cut people's flesh and hurt them.

After a brief silence, Ange looked down at his watch and whispered, "Mingfei, it's almost time."

"Okay, Principal." Lu Mingfei nodded. He walked to the door and picked up the black umbrella that was resting on the door. "Vice Principal, Senior Brother, I have something important to attend to. I'll take my leave now."

Lu Mingfei left with an umbrella, and the raindrops rushed to hit his umbrella. The heavy rain made the iron-gray sky gloomy, and the boy's back was distant and blurry.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such an outstanding young person." After the door was closed, the night watchman sighed, "I wish I could have such an outstanding student someday."

He looked at his only disciple with disappointment, but found that the latter closed the adult magazine he had been reading and became silent for no reason.

"Actually, Finkel, you are a very good person. In some aspects, you are very similar to me when I was young. For example... when we were young, we both had long hair and loved Cuban girls with big hips that could hold a goblet..." The night watchman thought that Finkel was frustrated by his words, but he couldn't think of anything worth boasting about in the other party.

"Did you find out?" Finkel said suddenly.

"Huh? What did you discover? Did you discover that you finally broke free from the photo of the bodybuilding girl?" The night watchman frowned.

"I mean Lu Mingfei, don't you think there's something wrong with this kid?" Finkel said mysteriously.

Ange lit another cigar and waited for the next words. The night watchman kicked Finkel impatiently, "If you have something to say, come on! Stop keeping us in suspense!"

"That's the recording he played. The questions he asked Chu Zihang were very suspicious!" Finkel rubbed his butt, which was numb from being kicked by the night watchman. "His questioning skills are superb. Every question he asked was just right and persuasive. He doesn't look like a sophomore, but more like a veteran detective with over 20 years of experience!"

"That's normal. He took the interrogation course last semester, which included the techniques of 'interrogation' and 'psychological warfare'. It's a required course before joining the executive department, and Lu Mingfei got full marks." Ange said lightly.

"That's not what I meant." Finkel shook his head. "I meant that his questions were too leading. How should I put it... It's like he knew the answer to the question in advance, and then he followed it up step by step, eventually leading the other person to the answer he wanted to hear!"

The narrow room was silent, and everyone was lost in thought. After a moment, the Night's Watcher spoke first, "But how could he possibly know about Odin? Even we don't know what that thing is."

"But he wasn't surprised at all when he heard the name 'Odin', was he? The eight-legged horse, Kungunir, these things only appear in mythology, but Lu Mingfei naturally thinks that their appearance in reality is... not surprising?"

"Do you remember our expressions and his?" Finkel said. "We were all completely shocked, still reeling from the shock. But he was surprisingly calm. He pulled out the recorder and crushed it expressionlessly. It was such an important conversation, and he didn't even think about listening to it a second time?"

"Perhaps Chu Zihang has discussed similar topics with him before? Their relationship as brothers seems pretty good." The Night Watchman stroked his chin and glanced at Finger. "Why are you so suspicious? Is your ability profiling?"

"I can't profile, but never doubt a paparazzi's instincts!"

"A taciturn person like Chu Zihang wouldn't bring up such a thing. He's the type to keep things to himself the more important they are. And if Lu Mingfei knew about it beforehand, why would he have hypnotized Chu Zihang? He could have just confessed to us directly, and everyone here would have trusted him." Finkel's expression was serious, his voice frighteningly low. "The most suspicious point is his statement that 'Odin is likely in control of a Type III civilization.'"

"So many alchemists and theologians have devoted themselves to research, but no one has been able to give a definitive answer as to who Odin is. How could he dare to put forward such a bold hypothesis? This shouldn't be an association that someone who just learned about Odin's existence could come up with in just an hour. This is too weird!"

"He must have known something a long time ago...about Chu Zihang and Odin!"

Fingle was whispering. Outside, it was raining heavily and thunder and lightning were flashing. The room suddenly became cold, as if there were several eerie ghosts wandering in the invisible corners.

The night watchman shuddered unconsciously and kicked Finger again. "Damn it, can you please stop talking so creepily?"

"But these..." Finkel wanted to say something, but was interrupted by another voice.

"None of this matters."

Finkel turned his head and saw that the voice came from Ange. The old man was smoking a cigar, and his old face was hidden in the mist and shadows, and no expression could be seen clearly.

"Lu Mingfei is just a tool, a very useful tool, our ultimate weapon to slay the dragon..." As he spoke, Ange suddenly thought of the sudden hug during the "3E" exam, and the heart-to-heart talk between the two of them after the auction, as harmonious as a grandfather and grandson, so he sighed deeply.

"...I really want to say this, but it seems like an old guy like me would be a bit too mean. After all, Lu Mingfei is Lu Mingfei, no matter what he knows... As long as he stands on the side of the secret party, he will always be protected by the banner called 'Anger'. In the world of half-bloods, anyone who dares to harm that child will be my enemy!"

When the smoke cleared, we could finally see Ange's appearance at this moment. He crushed the cigarette butt heavily on the bed, and a knife-like arc flashed across the corner of his eyes. He was like an old but strong lion, majestic and imposing.

"Hey, an old man who refuses to admit his age, so cool!" Finkel gave a thumbs up, took out the camera he carried with him, and took a close-up photo of Ange.

"Hey, old man! You can be cool, but why are you burning my sheets?" the night watchman shouted.

Chapter 135 "Principal Ange is so pitiful"

The sky was iron-gray and the rain was still falling. A burly figure rushed from the church into the nearby dense forest. He took out an old Nokia flip phone. When the screen lit up, the notes on the address book were all "Old Lion", "Old Cowboy" and "Old Turtle".

The burly figure huddled in the shadows of the trees. He clicked on the contact "Old Turtle", whose avatar showed a pair of golden revolvers, and dialed the number.

"Hello, Han Gao?"

"Well, any new developments? Yes, there are. The information about Lu Mingfei is still hot."

"It's not hot shit! It's hot intelligence... Oh, oh, yeah, I'm a professional paparazzi, so I have to use professional words. That's fresh intelligence."

"It's about Odin... Yes, Odin, the king of the Aesir gods in Norse mythology."

"It's said that Odin's horse is the one with eight legs, and I think its name is Puni... Oh, yes, Sleipnis, or Han Gao, you know a lot, that's the horse! It's terrifying... How terrifying? It can destroy a Maybach with one kick! Just tell me, how scary is it?"

"What does this have to do with Lu Mingfei? Of course it has something to do with Lu Mingfei. He was the one who told me this gossip..."

"Hey, Han Gao? I'm not kidding you! Hello, hello?"

A busy tone came from the speakerphone, and the phone was hung up. The burly figure looked up at the sky. The originally gray and hazy sky seemed to be gradually dispersing its shadow, and the leaden clouds were blown apart by the distant monsoon, like a huge gray marshmallow that was blown away.

"Hey, that's what real brothers are called, learn from them!"

The rain stopped.

……

The CC1000 express train sped through the mountains in midsummer. The recent heavy rains in Illinois had washed the sky clear blue, and the lush green covered the vegetation, forming continuous ridges. The mountains looked like a giant green dragon.

This

There was only one person on this train, Andrew Gattuso, the head of the investigation team, representing the school board. At this moment, he was gazing out the window, his heart surging, as if the lush scenery outside the window was blooming for him.

He is the chief legal advisor of the Gattuso family. He graduated from the Yale Law School and is an alumnus of several presidents. He is also a mixed-race, but his spiritual power and bloodline are not outstanding. However, relying on his agility of thinking and excellent eloquence, he finally has his own place in the giant Gattuso family and is in charge of the legal affairs of the consortium.

But he had never been to Kassel Academy, because there was no need for legal assistance here. It was a gathering place for elites from all over the world's wealthy families. It could be said that this was the largest and most special institution in the world of half-bloods, a magnificent war-ready military fortress prepared to fight against the dragon clan!

So no matter who you are, even if you are successful enough in the human world and have made a name for yourself, you will still feel nervous when you come here, as if you have never received the orthodox education of Kassel College, never sat and talked with those professors, and never stepped into a real battlefield. In the eyes of everyone in Kassel College, you are still just a second-rate person.

And today, Andrew finally got this opportunity, not to make a pilgrimage to the college, but to serve as the highest representative of the board of directors. His power even surpasses that of the principal who is known as the "strongest dragon slayer"!

Is there anything more thrilling than this?

Who says half-bloods must rely on force to win? In this society where power reigns supreme, he will conquer all with his wisdom, his reasoning, and his talent. Who says a scholar is useless? Today he will impeach that abominable, flirtatious old principal. The day of his fists has finally arrived!

Andrew Gattuso, this name will go down in history as a mixed-race legal genius! And the code he holds is the sacred "Abrahamic Bloodline Deed"! The "Bible" of the mixed-race world!

"Sir, the train has started to slow down and we are about to arrive at our destination." It was not the conductor who walked into the VIP compartment, but Percy, the young secretary holding a thick stack of documents and bowing slightly.

The document contains all the violations that Kassel Academy has committed over the years, and it’s all because of that powerful old guy!

Andrew nodded casually to show his approval of the young secretary. The other party's ability to do things was satisfactory, but the gap between him and his younger self was still obvious. However, generally speaking, he was obedient enough and was a qualified servant. However, he always covered his eyes with his bangs, which prevented him from looking at him with the stern eyes of a boss treating a subordinate when talking to him, which made Andrew a little unhappy.

"Has the school received the news?" Andrew tightened his tie, which he had custom-made at a private workshop at a high price. It was purely handmade with extremely fine silk ribbon craftsmanship. He had kept it unworn, as if it was just for occasions like today.

"We've already informed them in advance, and their top management said they'll greet them personally," Percy said.

"How are the other side's emotions? Are the students excited or disappointed about the impending impeachment of the principal?" I heard that the old guy has a good relationship with the students on campus, so the students from Kassel Academy are all so lawless. They should be disappointed when the principal is dismissed, right?

But the students’ emotions are not important. The attitudes of the bigwigs on the board of directors are the decisive factor, so Ange’s dismissal is almost a foregone conclusion!

"It seems like the reaction is quite big. The one who informed me was a student named Finkel. He claimed to be a senior student here and had a lot of complaints about that old guy Ange. He was just waiting for the investigator to come so that he could vent his grievances." Percy said softly.

"Very good. I was worried that the students would be outraged after the principal was removed, and I would have to work hard to appease them. Now it seems that old man Ange is really unpopular." Andrew smiled. In fact, he was worried that if his attitude was too strong, those arrogant students of Kassel College would also be too resistant to him.

Now it seems that his worries were unnecessary, and this trip will definitely be very smooth.

"But should we use a conciliatory approach towards them? Not to mention Ange, I heard that the two students we are investigating this time are an S-rank, national idol, and the other is the Lionheart president, a student leader. If we are too radical, will it have a negative impact on the new principal's succession?"

Andrew sneered. The biggest target of their investigation this time was Ange. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang were just living evidence. If Ange fell, everything would be easy. The treatment of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang would not be important. If Ange continued to stay in office... Don't be ridiculous. He was already here. There was no possibility for Ange to continue to stay in office!