Preparing idols to slay dragons online

"Where do you think it's safe, or where we all think it's safe?" Frost's question seemed to make the room temperature drop a bit.

Anger seemed too lazy to answer this question, twisted, and found a more comfortable sitting position on the chair: "There are only two people in the whole world who can walk in there, and it is safer than the vault of the World Bank."

Everyone can see that he doesn't want to continue this topic, the temperature of the surrounding air seems to be lower, and the face of Frost Gattuso, the representative of Gattuso's family, seems to be frozen. figure.The core of his importance is reflected in the fact that the Gattuso family donates the highest amount to the academy every year, and No.2 is Lisa's Laurent family.

"Ange, we appreciate your bravery and achievements in dragon slaying business very much. But you have to be clear that Kassel Academy does not belong to you, nor does the skeleton of the Dragon King belong to you. You are the one we elected to manage that industry Or, you are our professional manager." Frost said slowly.

"I think I manage it pretty well. If I'm a CEO, then I just submitted a beautiful annual report, killed three dragon kings, and also made a crisis that the dragon world was almost exposed to the world disappear invisible. "Ange spit out a mouthful of blue smoke, "Mr. School Manager, it seems that it is not the most suitable time for you to question my management right now."

Lisa Rattle: "I agree with Angers that this is a time of great achievement for us, and Angers has shown strong enough leadership."

Frost grabbed a printed material from the side and slid towards Lisa along the conference table: "An expert dragon slaying and an excellent manager are two different things. This is the information we have collected over the past ten years. , the college's administrative expenses are rising steadily, and a lot of money is wasted in strange places!"

He glanced at Angers coldly, "For example, every year our principal of Angers will announce a carnival called 'Freedom Day', on this day students can do whatever they want on campus, as long as they don't cause personal injury, this event Now it has evolved into a real gun battle between the two clubs of the academy, which consumes a lot of alchemy bullets every year, and also has high maintenance bills!"

"The result of this is that the behavior of the executive department becomes more and more arrogant every year! They cause those large-scale accidents all over the world every year, making it more and more difficult for us to deal with the aftermath!" Frost emphasized his tone, "this counts Are you an excellent dragon slayer?"

"The students agree that they will abide by the school rules and not fight with their spirits inside and outside the academy. Youth hormones always need a vent." Angers shrugged. "This is only a small part of the huge expenses of the academy."

"As for the executive department..." He smiled, "Frost, do you still think it was the past? This is the era of the Internet! And you have to remember that every action of the executive department is for better dragon slaying , Send those damned reptiles back to their graves!"

Anger looked at him coldly, "You don't need to do the aftermath!"

"Then the cost of your own chartered flight to travel around the world will also be recorded on the college's bill, which is a small piece." Frost said coldly.

Anger froze for a moment, then scratched his gray hair: "To be honest, this fee is much larger than the cost of a day of freedom..."

"There is also a beauty pageant 'Academy Star' contest held every year. Principal Angers personally acts as a judge and dances with young and beautiful freshmen. Every night, the college has a variety of parties, and the students are full of soap bubbles in the basement. , wearing a swimsuit and jumping in to dance Latin dances, the Internet atmosphere in the college is free... unexpectedly, someone can gossip about the first girlfriend of the dean of the department." Frost raised his eyebrows, "Is this also for our great cause?"

Everyone was silent.The school trustees passed on the material, the content was detailed, and the evidence was conclusive. It seemed that the college under the leadership of the principal was indeed free and unrestrained...or a group of demons danced wildly.

It seems hard to find words to excuse him.

"You don't mean to fire me, do you?" Ange said slowly.

Lisa rang the bell: "I think we can stop this topic. Compared with the great cause of dragon slaying, these are small points! We don't have to waste time on small points. The school board is not a place for disputes. You can imagine that in our In the era known as the 'Secret Party', did the elders quarrel over spending tens of thousands of gold coins every year?"

Frosta rang the bell: "We didn't say we were going to fire anyone. I mean, Ange, you can do your job, but don't think that the academy should be under your control. It's time for the bones of the dragon king. Handed over to the school board for safekeeping!"

"That's a lot of wealth." Angers smoked his cigar self-consciously. "We still don't know what this bone with the soul of a dragon can do, but at least it can refine the Philosopher's Stone. Colonel What is the board going to do with it? Or... what is the Gattuso family going to do with it?"

Frost knocked on the table: "Ange, pay attention to your words. I am speaking from the standpoint of the school board, not the Gattuso family!"

"You can fire me from the position of the school board," the old guy shrugged, "but I won't hand over the bones of the Dragon King to you. There is no need to discuss this matter."

The school managers were all shocked. In their impression, although Angers was a person who was sometimes too jumpy, he was still a model of old-fashioned gentleman.Such a bachelor's words came out of the principal's mouth, which made people wonder if he was in a daze.

The old man twisting the prayer beads frowned and rang the bell: "Ange, you have exceeded your authority!"

Lisa rang the bell: "Can we stop discussing this matter? Who will save the keel is not on today's agenda!"

The girl turned her head and met the eyes of the butler behind her, and rang the bell: "I think it is necessary to remind Principal Angers that the wealth of the Secret Party must be kept by the Presbyterian Council! That is, only the school board has the power to dispose of the keel!"

The middle-aged man who had been silent all this time looked left and right, and rang the bell: "Everyone, don't hurt your peace..."

Frost rang the bell: "This is no longer a matter of harmony! Overreach! This is overreach!"

The air on the conference table suddenly seemed to be on fire, everyone was trying to speak, everyone was ringing the bell, and the crisp bells mixed together, revealing a deafening and uneasy restlessness.

The keel problem was like a fuse that blew up the quiet building.

If the corpse of the White King is just a gold mine that can be seen but cannot be obtained, then Constantine's keel cross is like a gold brick that is close at hand.

No one wants to get it. It is the blood of the Dragon Clan. The law of the Dragon Clan is the law of the jungle. The weak will try their best to devour the strong and make themselves stronger.

In the tradition of the dragon clan, there is a tradition of devouring the corpses of the same clan to gain the power of the same clan.

The same is true for this group of mixed races. They are like ghouls, coveting the corpse that belongs to the god.

Just like Christian believers covet the shroud of God and the gun of Longinus, believers covet the hair of Muhammad during his lifetime, and Buddhists covet the Buddha's relic.

The school directors got up at the same time and divided into two groups to argue. Lisa was obviously supporting Angers. The two old men looked stern. Every time the girl and the housekeeper looked at each other, they would throw strong words at Angers, while the middle-aged man Chattering about "keep calm"...

Suddenly, a more irritable ringing swallowed everyone's voices, full of impatience and fierceness in the irritable.

"I said...are you finished?" Anger threw all the brass bells in his hand on the table, leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long breath: "Okay, I don't think there will be a conclusion to this topic, you can Terminated. You won't fire me for a while because you can't find someone to replace me."

After a long silence, the school managers took their seats.

Angers spoke of the biggest hidden problem in their hearts. Both the supporters and the opponents admit that in the more than [-] years since the establishment of Kassel, there has never been a single person who can replace Angers.

Behind Angers are the deans of departments who strongly support him, the elite figures of those mixed races.

He is also the strongest hybrid in this era, just like Yue Fei, a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty in ancient China. Not only is his personal strength strong, but he also has a group of elite soldiers.

Moreover, there were Jin and Yuan around at that time, but any leader with a bit of brain would not fire such a peerless fierce person.

But at that time, Song Gaozong, who had a brain hole, did it like this...

The current Kassel College, or the secret party is almost in this state, although the secret party seems to be the most powerful force in the mixed-race world.

But are they the most powerful, bigger than those reptiles at their peak?

Their power, even if they have the power of technology and part of the power of the dragon civilization, is still far behind those reptiles who are prone to physical destruction...

So they need Angers.

"The next topic is the candidate for the 'Nibelungen Project'." Angers clapped his hands, "Please allow me to introduce to you, our 'a' student, a well-deserved elite, Caesar Gattuso."

The door opened.With brilliant golden hair, sea-blue eyes, a pure white evening dress, and a violet silk handkerchief in his jacket pocket, Caesar Gattuso appeared in unabashedly flamboyant attire among the school managers. in the eyes.

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Everyone looked sideways at this handsome young European guy, and the school manager, who seemed to have a more natural and undisciplined personality, looked at Caesar a little more.

However, with the experience of losing her composure in front of Mishouguang's name and photo a few times before, this young school manager's face is tight at this moment, like a little girl in front of her elders.

Caesar nodded slightly to everyone, and sat down on the empty seat at the end of the conference table.

It's like an arrogant rich dude, but he is indeed a rich dude...

"So many years, no student has been invited to the school board, you are the first." Angers glanced at Caesar, then turned to the school board members, "Just a brief introduction, he has just been re-elected as the president of the student union and won unanimous support. "

"This has never happened before in the history of the college. Of course, it has nothing to do with our Caesar Gattuso running the student union as his own fan club. After all, before this, the student union seemed to have no members." Ang Hot made a small joke, but the verbal battle between him and Frost seemed to make the atmosphere so tense that no one could laugh, so he shrugged and continued to laugh, "His It's a 2.7 GPA, which is kind of bad."

"Same as the grades of former President Bush Jr. at Yale University, a lot of late records, two failed courses..."

"Oh, he was one of the fighting leaders in 'Freedom Day'..."

"There was also a warning. In winter, a large amount of beer was poured into the swimming pool, and an extravagant beer swimming competition was held. As a result, the pool was frozen and cracked..."

"I wanted to use champagne, but it's a bit difficult to buy so much champagne of the same brand at once." Caesar didn't mind the bad introduction and added.

"But what I appreciate is that he has a pair of eyes that discover beauty, and he formed the most eye-catching group in the academy, the White Silk Girls." Angers said with a smile, just like an LSP.

"That's my ballet company," Caesar corrected.

"Sorry, I only remember the white stockings wrapped around their calves." Anger apologized indifferently.

"There is only one main reason why he can sit here as a candidate, and that is because he killed the Dragon King Norton." Anger said.

After a moment of silence, the directors applauded politely.

This only advantage is enough to wash away all the previous shortcomings. Those who can kill the Dragon King should indeed be respected like heroes and sit with the school managers.

"Unfortunately, Caesar, I cannot announce the names of the trustees to you." Angers said, "except for one of them, of course, your uncle. Don't you say hello to your uncle?"

Caesar didn't seem to hear the words.From the moment he entered this room, he did not set his sights on Frost Gattuso, his own uncle.He never mentioned to others that he came from a family of school trustees.

"I was called here, wouldn't it be because the Gattuso family is a member of the school board?" Caesar looked at Angers, "When I entered Kassel Academy, I said that this is my personal choice, Nothing to do with the family."

"No, because of a plan, the 'Nibelungen plan'." Frost Gattuso said.

"Nibelungen?" Caesar repeated the name.

"Yes, Nibelungen." Angers repeated, "The legendary kingdom of the dead is a paradise full of gold, silver and jewels, but in the world of dragons, it is the place where pure-blooded dragons inhabit. Once created such a brilliant civilization."

"The King of Black once forged an iron pillar of ice and sea on the North Sea, and imprisoned the King of White on it; the King of Bronze and Fire also once built a splendid Bronze City in the North Sea, where the sea of ​​melting bronze cast the pinnacle of Alchemy; the king of the sky and the wind enslaved mankind to cast the Tower of Babel, which can reach the sky, so that it can enjoy the rising and setting sun on the tower, although it later destroyed the Tower of Babel..."

"But there is no trace of these extremely gorgeous dragon civilizations." Ange bit his cigar, talking about these histories like an old magic stick, "Don't you think it's strange?"

"You mean, these relics of civilization are in the Nibelungen?" Caesar said by inference.

"Yes." Angers smiled, "Nibelungen is the wealth gathering place of the dragon clan, just like in the opera, go to Nibelungen, and you can get the ring of power."

"Ange, wait a minute...we have a few questions before you announce the plan to him." Lisa turned to look at Caesar and said, "What do you think about the dragon slaying?"

"It's very interesting." Caesar replied nonsensically, and he raised his eyebrows, like a frivolous rich young man.

The butler whispered a few words in the girl's ear, and the girl nodded, staring at Caesar with dark green, cat-like pupils: "Why do you want to slay the dragon? If you don't take the road of Kassel, you can also enjoy a noble life."

"Isn't the existence of a person just to prove yourself constantly?" Caesar's ice-blue eyes looked back without hesitation, "I haven't found a better way to prove myself than this."

"That's right," said Angers, "and what are your future goals?"

"Wait for the next dragon king who wakes up and kill him." Caesar spread his hands, "I just hope he doesn't wake up until I die of old age."

"I like your lawless tone, Frost, you see that your nephew is not like you but more like me..." Angers smiled, "Caesar, you once directly faced Norton, the Dragon King, you feel Did you see the opponent's overwhelming power?"

Caesar's expression became serious, he was silent for a moment, and nodded: "The overwhelming power, the aura like the tide, is suffocating!"

"Yes, there is no better way to train a dragon slayer than to experience the bloody smell on the battlefield. You feel the power of the Dragon King, which is absolutely powerful, and it cannot be resisted by a large number of people. Each of us has a dragon Bloodline, dragons are half of our ancestors. Bloodlines make us unconsciously want to submit to them. Only the strongest will and the best bloodlines can maintain dignity in front of the Dragon King and kill him! Therefore, the card What Searle College wants to cultivate is not a group of people, but the best of the best, the hero of heroes, just like the first president of the Lionheart Society, Menek Cassel, who is unparalleled." Angers looked directly at Caesar eyes, with a low voice, "Because the worst time... is coming."

"Worst time?"

"The four great kings of the Dragon Clan are about to recover. This time it is the King of Bronze and Fire. No one can guarantee which one of the other three thrones will be recovered next time." Anger took a deep breath, "Maybe The next moment, they will wake up together."

"Moreover, King Bai has also awakened." He smiled, "Although she has lost the destructive power she once had, the Dragon King who has been confirmed to have been killed in history can recover."

"We can't guarantee such a great existence..." Anger's words made everyone at the scene tremble. It was their sense of surrender to the ancestor of the dragon clan and the "emperor" deeply buried in their blood.

"Will it recover?"

"White King?" Caesar raised his eyebrows, "Then she is dead now?"

"died."

"How did he die?" Caesar was curious.

"Killed by someone." Angers pushed the report of the "White King Incident" in front of him to Caesar.

Caesar read it carefully, unlike the other school managers, he not only focused on the result, but also on the process.

"You are the first person to see this top-secret information. I hope you can help us keep it a little secret after reading it." Anger said jokingly.

Caesar used to learn speed reading, and the excellent eyesight of the mixed race allowed him to memorize every line of the report in his mind.

He finally saw the last photo, a handsome Asian man with a pair of peach blossom eyes holding a long knife, holding a red-haired girl in his arms, standing in front of the deformed eight-headed monstrous golden skeleton...

Just like Lu Mingfei mistook Eriyi for Nuonuo, Caesar almost mistook it at first glance.

But soon, he knew clearly that it was definitely not Nuonuo.

Nuonuo would never be so well-behaved.

"It seems that the posts on the forum are not all rumors." After reading it, Caesar shook his head and said seriously.

He had never faced Constantine and Norton in person, but even though they were separated by a distance, the trembling feeling deep in his veins still made him unable to forget.

When the mixed race faced the first-generation dragon king, it seemed that a lot of strength had been cut off from the whole body. Caesar was not even sure if he would have the strength to draw out Dick Tudor when he saw the dragon king in front of him. .

However, in this report, the new "S" rank even single-handedly drew a long knife in front of the White King, and finally killed the White King.

Caesar will not be like the Internet keyboard man, saying "that's the incomplete body of Bai Wang, he can do it with him" these rhetorical remarks.

"So his pedigree is unquestionably 's'," Angers said.

"The same 's' class as Lu Mingfei." Caesar nodded, "It seems that my campus life will have more fun."

He had always regretted that Chu Zihang was the only opponent he had. In addition, Chu Zihang was like an ascetic monk in the middle ages, which made him feel bored.

Now that there is an extra Yu Shouguang, it seems that he is not like Lu Mingfei, but an excellent and exciting hybrid.

In this way, his campus life will not look boring...

"He is your junior at any rate, I hope you can get along with each other in harmony." Anger said with a smile.

"Okay, let's get back to business first, Angers!" The monk manager coughed heavily and said solemnly while ringing the bell.

"It's up to you." Anger said indifferently, "In short, we can't wait anymore. We must select the best bloodline candidate from among the best bloodline candidates, and devote all our efforts to training him. He will be the mortal enemy of the Dragon King."

Angers paused, "The Savior of the world."

"Me?" Caesar pointed to himself.