Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 31 The conditions he gave are

"Which one?"

he asked.

"That choir. Not to mention whether there is enough money, people can't get in."

Finger said helplessly.

"Doesn't the school also have a lot of support staff?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"Although it's logistics, it's also from a mixed race. If it doesn't work, it's a relative. It's not okay to be a complete outsider. After all, we are also a dragon-slaying school."

Fingal explained.

"What about inside the school?"

he asked unwillingly.

A purification ritual without a choir is like a space marine without a bolter.

"How could there be in the school, unless the angel can go down to slay the dragon, the principal immediately converted all the classrooms into churches."

Fingel had an expression of giving up.

"hateful."

Lu Mingfei clenched his fists.

Was he going to perform a purification ritual with a huge flaw?

He felt that this was a blasphemy against the Holy Emperor.

"Do I have to have a professional choir?"

Chu Zihang asked.

"If the level is high enough, amateurs are not out of the question."

Considering the actual conditions, Lu Mingfei had no choice but to make concessions.

As for piety, there is no need to consider it. In this world, if there are people who claim to be the emperor's pious believers, they are probably heresies sent by the evil god of chaos.

"In that case, can we consider recruiting from the whole school?"

Chu Zihang said again.

"recruit?"

he wondered.

"Yes. Don't you want to hire a vocal teacher? You can also recruit people for the club, killing three birds with one stone."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"Good idea, it's a pity that you are not a think tank."

Lu Mingfei boasted.

"Then after dinner, you and Fingel will rent a venue, and I will write out the recruitment announcement."

Chu Zihang said.

He was the president of the student union at school, so he was familiar with this kind of thing.

"it is good."

Lu Mingfei quickly finished his lunch, and took Finger to the school administration office.

As Fingel said, after the discount for S-class students, the annual usage fee of the Norton Pavilion is [-] US dollars, including the service fee of the staff and the repair fee for non-human damage.

After paying the money and signing the contract, Lu Mingfei met with the staff of the Norton Pavilion.

"It's our honor to serve Class S. You can tell me what you need, and I will try my best to meet your needs."

The foreman of Norton Hall said humbly.

"There's no demand right now. What's there for?"

Lu Mingfei pointed to the lobby wall and said.

There is a large blank in the center of the wall, which is very annoying.

"There is a place to hang the club logo or the family crest or something. Originally, there was the family crest of the Gattuso family."

The foreman said with a slight smile.

It is also big news in the school to deflate that proud Caesar.

He looked at the blank wall and fell into deep thought.

According to the mainstream habits of the Space Marine Chapter, this position is generally a portrait of the Primarch.

Officially, the Primarch of the Crimson Star Chapter should be Archangel Sanguinius.

Like the other Chapters that bear the blood of Sanguinius, they are fair-haired, art-loving, sympathetic to mortals, and have a special fondness for red.

But only Lu Mingfei knew that their blood was not so simple.

Because they don't have the most critical features, blood thirst and black anger.

Blood thirst is a bloodthirsty impulse, and the more intense the battle, the easier it is to induce this impulse.

When a Space Marine is thirsty for blood, he will gradually lose his sanity, attacking the living things in front of him frantically and sucking their blood.

The black rage originated from the psionic shock to all the descendants of Sanguinius when the Primarch Sanguinius was killed by Horus.

All Sons of Sanguinius retain a portion of their Primarch's memory, especially the moment of their death.

When the memory of the Primarch controls the warrior's brain, the warrior will bring himself into the great battle 1 years ago, feel the indescribable anger and pain of the Primarch, and then fall into an irreparable madness.

Thirst and anger are defects rooted in the genes of the Sanguinius heirs, but they are also the certification of the blood.

Doubt resides within the Red Star Chapter as well as in the hearts of the other Sons of the Blood Angels.

However, because of the shield made of Archangel Feather, a sacred relic bestowed by Sanguinius himself and recorded in the history of the Blood Angels Legion, this suspicion has always existed only in gossip.

But Lu Mingfei knew that it was just Sanguinius' means to protect them, and the Primarch of the Scarlet Star was indeed someone else.

"The Primarch is our genetic father, he is great. But even greater is the man who created the Primarch and his ideals."

The words of the head pastor echoed in his ears again.

Lu Mingfei knew what to hang up.

After visiting the lobby, the foreman took him to the auditorium again.

The layout of this medium-sized auditorium is very modern, with colored lights, spotlights, projectors, field microphones, reserved excuses for musical instruments, etc., which are more than enough for holding concerts.

Lu Mingfei nodded in satisfaction. A large part of the reason for renting the Norton Pavilion is for this auditorium.

He couldn't wait to stand on the stage and preach the Emperor's gospel to the half-bloods of Kassel.

Of course, after preaching the Gospel, he can also sing some fresh and soothing music as the end of the ceremony.

For example, "Sanguinius calls you to fight", "burn that heresy to ashes", "jump gang after the melta torpedo" and so on.

It is a bit difficult to translate Gothic into the language of the earth, but also to ensure that the rhythm and rhyme match.

After Lu Mingfei basically walked around the Norton Pavilion, Chu Zihang also came with a recruitment notice.

"See if there is any problem."

He handed the laptop to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei nodded after reading it.

"There are no other problems, but the details need to be optimized."

Under the dome of the Norton Pavilion, the three chatted around the recruiting announcement.

Chu Zihang is in charge of the general framework, Lu Mingfei is in charge of the specific terms, and Finger is in charge of judging whether the symbols comply with the school regulations.

After some non-intense discussions, a recruitment announcement was finally formed.

"Recruitment announcement for club choir."

"Recruiting a number of club choir members, the requirements are as follows."

"First, insist on human supremacy."

"Second, you must not have other religious beliefs."

"Third, have a high moral quality and ideological character."

"Fourth, have a high level of music."

"That's right, that's it."

Lu Mingfei nodded, he felt that these conditions were sufficient.

"Junior brother, I think your condition seems to be screening girlfriends."

Fingel complained.

"If it is, he should add another one, and I can chat with him for an hour."

Chu Zihang made up for it.

Lu Mingfei ignored their complaints, and then thought about the recruiting of new clubs.

"For the time being, there is no standard for the recruitment of new members of the club. The applicants will be interviewed first. After the interview is passed, I will inspect it. If you have a fancy candidate, you can also report to me. I will directly conduct the inspection and invite you to join the group after passing the inspection."

He intends to select a group of elite backbones first, and then expand it later according to the situation.

The starting point of a battle group is very important, and those with ulterior motives or insufficient abilities cannot be allowed to mix in.

"Junior brother, you won't include me in this?"

Fingal looked skeptical.

"Steak is enough."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Leader, I will be your Left Protector from now on."

Fingel immediately pledged his allegiance.

(End of this chapter)