Although the principal looks gray-haired, his memory is not forgetful at all.
I said I would grill Fu Nian, but I actually grilled Fu Nian.
Chicago in the evening,
Without the obstruction of the surrounding high-rise buildings, the entire sky was completely dyed red with a fire-like color, like a blazing forest of flames.
There was a slight chill in the evening in the air. Fu Nian sat on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the dragons coming and going from the entire Kassel Academy.
"I originally planned to return to the academy when you first enrolled.
But unfortunately, the night before I was about to leave for Mauritius, I met an aristocratic young woman from England at the airport."
The principal stopped talking and turned to look at Fu Nian, who was looking at the sunset seriously.
"Young woman, what happens next?" Fu Nian said that he was listening carefully.
"At that time, she was carrying heavy luggage and missed the flight, and it was just as night was falling. As the head of a school, with the traditional virtue of undressing people, I personally sent her off for the sake of the beautiful honor of our college.
Went to London."
"Principal, you use the idiom well." Fu Nian smiled with his eyes.
"The sunset was pretty beautiful at that time."
"As beautiful as now." Angers also smiled at the corners of his eyes.
"But I remember that Professor Manstein said that you were on a business trip for a week."
"Aren't you Chinese very particular about good people going to the end and sending Buddha to the West? After we met each other in the most beautiful evening, we must also part ways in the most charming evening."
"so?"
"So after we came out of the hotel, we went to the Aegean Sea. The seeds of romance need to be moistened by the sun, rain and dew before they can take root and germinate quickly. The rain there is relatively abundant. Evening is also one of the environments I most recognize."
puff!
Fu Nian almost spit out the wine in his mouth.
At this moment, the principal is like the bottle of wine in his hand. Under the layers of exquisite packaging and the aristocratic temperament of an elegant gentleman, it contains the heart of a bottle of LSP.
"So I delayed for a while and came back not long after your mission was completed."
"The principal lives a very transparent life." Fu Nian swallowed the amber color in his mouth, and the delicious and mellow fragrance was charming and intoxicating.
"Life is inherently a practice. If you can see through it, you have to be casual. If you can't see through it, you have to be more casual." Ange's mouth was full of excitement.
"Especially when you have a look that most people can't even imagine. If you are more bold, your life will be wonderful."
Angers eyes showed anticipation.
There was a helpless smile on Fu Nian's lips. He always felt why this old guy was so immoral sometimes.
"What about?" Fu Nian looked at Ange.
"For example, first find a president in the academy, Dangdang. Depending on your ability, you can enter without much effort."
"But the Lion Heart Club already has senior brother Chu Zihang, and the student union already has senior brother Caesar. There is only one disciplinary committee left in the college, and if you include the executive department, there are two.
Then principal, which one do you want me to enter?" Fu Nian tilted his head and squinted his eyes, with a smile on his lips.
When he came, he wanted to ask the principal what he thought about this matter, but the previous incident made the atmosphere too heavy for him to ask questions.
But now it is extremely appropriate.
But at this moment, Principal Angers fell silent. Looking at Fu Nian in front of him, Angers showed hesitation about this matter for the first time.
After hesitating for a while,
"Do you know what the purpose of our Kassel College was when it was first established?" After a long time, Angers asked Fu Nian such a question.
"Slay the dragon." Fu Nian said.
"Yes, it's dragon slaying." Angers nodded, "The predecessor of Kassel Academy is the Secret Party. On the basis of inheriting the core will of the Secret Party, it tries to cultivate a group of outstanding and elite dragon-slaying masters."
Fu Nian's expression gradually became serious.
"After so many years, countless mixed-race rampages and deadpool riots have broken out around the world. They were all suppressed by us. According to comparison with previous data, the talents trained by our academy are on average better than the mixed-races of the same era in all aspects.
The level is more than twice as good.
but!
Angers' voice changed.
"But they can't be called dragon slayers!"
Fu Nian's eyes froze, and he realized that he might be exposed to a new knowledge.
"In fact, I arranged the free day when I first entered school. I just wanted to see how your ability compares with them. You can see it as well."
The principal moistened his throat with wine.
"Your excellent reaction speed, strength, detailed judgment, and even thinking and memory are far superior to ordinary hybrids. This is something I expected.
Sometimes we have to admit the gap between bloodlines. During the freedom war that day, many of them were elites trained in the academy for one, two, or even three years.
But even so, in your hands without any training, they are still no different from ordinary people.
These are the S-class hybrids we have been trying to find for so many years. They can reach the limits of humans in all aspects, and even far exceed the limits of humans.
Only they can achieve unexpected results on the dragon battlefield and truly become a qualified dragon slayer."
Angers voice paused.
"Because our enemy has never been Deadpool, but the real Dragon King!!"
At that moment, Fu Nian saw the unconcealed murderous intent in Angre's eyes.
At this moment, this man showed his true strength in front of Fu Nian. His will was like an undead warrior walking out of the abyss of hell.
Unyielding until death!
All his kindness, kindness, and even romance are all to alleviate the uncontrollable murderous intention in his heart. The killing intention against the Dragon Clan.
Fu Nian lowered his head and looked at the floors below, his eyes showing depth.
"Then can the proud man we have trained like this be able to deal with the Dragon King?" Fu Nian raised his head and looked at Ange.
"It's a pity." Ange stared into Fu Nian's eyes and said,
"cannot!"
He once again thought of that rainy night a hundred years ago, when the Lionheart Society at its peak faced the enemy.
Looking at Fu Nian's suspicious eyes, Angre suddenly laughed.
"But there are never absolute things in the world. Just like an old saying in China, there are fifty great roads and forty-nine heavens. One can only escape one person."
There was an inexplicable curve in the corner of Ange's mouth.
"Young people, the last thing they need is to worry about the future." Ange put one hand on Fu Nian's shoulder and said,
"If the sky falls, there will always be an old guy to support you. All you have to do is to grow up with all your strength, let go, squander, and be free and unrestrained!"
Fu Nian suddenly felt that this old guy had become philosophical again.
But what Ange just said was like a line of black ink spread on white paper, and Fu Nian couldn't ignore it.