Manstein stood there blankly holding his cell phone.
Hearing the sudden voice of the conversation, he was inexplicably stunned. Just now he was thinking about how to help the other party formulate a training plan, and the next second he got a call.
He knew that Schneider had transferred Chu Zihang to go on a mission. In the absence of the principal, the old drunkard didn't care about things. He had to be responsible for handling these trivial matters.
But this matter has exceeded his authority to decide.
He must ask the principal for advice.
…
"This is very good. Our S-level students have a strong sense of responsibility despite being strong enough. Manstein, this is a very fortunate thing. I raise my glass and agree."
"But, principal." Manstein wanted to tell the principal that Fu Nian had only attended one class only a few days after arriving at the college.
But the principal is obviously not concerned about these things, and Fu Nian will not take such things to heart.
"Oh, by the way, Manstein remembered to tell our S-level student Fu Nian for me that I will meet him after he comes back from this mission. I will open a bottle of old wine that I have collected for many years in the office to celebrate for him.
.Wish you a happy life and good night, old friend."
Dudu..
Manstein looked at the hung up phone, hesitated for a moment, then changed hands and dialed Schneider again.
But the final result was even more positive than the principal's. The usually unsmiling mechanical voice was able to make an excited modulation better than anyone else.
He sighed helplessly.
Manstein finally pressed the seal of approval!
Snapped!
Fu Nian put down the coffee cup in his hand and looked at the three suits placed in front of him with admiration. The black suit was low-key and unabashedly elegant. The blue suit was quiet but also energetic and passionate. The gray suit was with
Calm and calm, aloof from the world.
But only the black suit is a ready-to-wear product. The other two suits are simple, full-length versions customized by Kiton Company.
Only as a sample for customers to commemorate.
In the original plan, these things were far from as efficient, but due to Fu Nian's status as a Centurion member and Caesar's various instructions to Kiton Company.
The Chicago branch of Kiton Company rushed to produce it overnight and delivered this elegant black version to Fu Nian in advance.
This is Kiton's free service for customers. The next two suits will arrive at the Kassel Academy together with the handmade leather shoes of Silvano Lattanzi. They will also be made of the world's most flexible wool material and are used by the world's best sewing masters.
Carefully carved, it was sent to Fu Nian's men's wardrobe like a piece of art.
Of course, they also carefully prepared a pair of luxury handmade leather shoes of the same style as Kiton for Fu Nian.
Fu Nian looked at another box placed next to the suit.
The box was pitch-black without a speck of color. If it weren't for Fu Nian's sharp eyes, it would be difficult for most people to find the connection between the lid and the box body.
Inside the box is a Nepali scimitar made of alchemical material.
The equally pitch-black blade had a frightening throb. Just wherever it was placed, Fu Nian could feel that the temperature around the blade was obviously a level lower than the temperature next to it.
This is a scimitar that exudes murderous intent.
"This is an ancient alchemical weapon that was discovered in the 18th century," Chen Xiaoxiao introduced when he saw Fu Nian focusing on the scimitar.
"We have no way of verifying its specific age. The first time our college discovered this knife was on the Singapore battlefield in World War II. At that time, a Gurkha soldier held this knife and killed an entire battalion alone.
He was a Japanese soldier, and he was standing among the corpses covered in blood. All the Japanese soldiers present were frightened to death.
In fact, the Gurkha soldier had already died during the battle, but he kept fighting and flailing until the Japanese army sent out mortars to completely smash his body.
Afterwards, the knife fell into the hands of our Kassel College after several twists and turns. After our research, we determined that the root cause of the battle of immortal will was because of this knife. It was an alchemical weapon lost on the battlefield. The weapon contained
The soul of the warrior carries out the unyielding will and fights the enemy to the death!"
"Sounds very exciting." Fu Nian looked at Chen Xiaoxiao opposite.
"Later on, this knife was kept in the archives of the college. It wasn't until you showed off your skills in battle with a Nepali machete some time ago that the college considered whether to give this knife to you."
"Give it to me?" Fu Nian was stunned. He had selected this one out of a group of sabers not only because it conformed to the principles of mechanics and made it easy for him to use.
The biggest reason is that it has no blade on the back.
"Professor Manstein said this when he gave it to me. He still had some urgent matters to deal with and couldn't come over in person. He said that if you are not satisfied, the college will still be responsible for the return service."
Fu Nian twitched the corner of his mouth.
He knew that when he enrolled in the academy, Norma's promise to him included an alchemical weapon.
But I didn't expect it to be so fast. And this knife...
Fu Nian held the handle of the Nepalese scimitar with one hand.
A crisp knife cry began to reverberate in the air, as if thousands of bees were as excited as seeing the cosmos. Their organized and disciplined dogs surrounded the chrysanthemum mountain, making regular buzzing sounds.
The jet-black blade, which had been carved with intricate patterns, began to tremble regularly in the air.
"Hey, he seems to be excited." Chen Xiaoxiao looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
She naturally knows that some ancient alchemy weapons come with wills. However, these wills are extremely arrogant and cannot display their original strength for those who do not recognize them. Some weapons with a bad temper will even actively become addicted to their owners.
Fu Nian held the slightly trembling blade, knowing that this was not excitement.
But surrender, or to be more precise,
It's fear.
"Stop, it's up to you." Fu Nian looked at the dark scimitar and said calmly.
really,
The blade immediately stopped trembling, like a swarm of bees after hearing the king's instructions. The vibrations in the air quickly disappeared without any trace, and there was no echo at all.
"So you agreed to have him?" Chen Xiaoxiao looked at Fu Nian and asked.
"Did you prepare this for me?" Fu Nian did not answer immediately.
"Huh?" Chen Xiaoxiao was stunned.
Not sure why.
"what to prepare?"
"Get ready..." Fu Nian was also stunned.
"Senior brother,"
Fu Nian looked at Chu Zihang who was wondering about the conversation between the two.
"Ah. Xiaoxiao, your gift has arrived. She wants to go down and get it for you." Chu Zihang looked at Chen Xiaoxiao and continued, "Then I carefully considered what you have to celebrate. When I saw the vigil
The big-character poster on the People’s Forum will prepare... dinner for you."
Chu Zihang looked at Fu Nian and Chen Xiaoxiao innocently.
Fu Nian twitched the corner of his mouth.
Chen Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes.
"Is he the only one who still needs to prepare gifts?" Chen Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at the suits, alchemy weapons, and privately customized luxury cars behind Fu Nian.