After listening to Hermann's story in a daze, Old Tang still felt a little magical for a while.
He still couldn't change his mind.
What? The madman in front of me is actually my brother.
What? That black-hearted rich man too?
What? My brother is the evil god?
What? My brother really doesn’t know his identity and is currently sleeping?
…
Old Tang was already numb.
He felt that he no longer knew how to face Brother Fool.
Hermann looked at Old Tang and didn't say much. He just stood quietly by the side, waiting for Old Tang to digest the information.
After a while,
Old Tang suddenly spoke up and asked:
"Then what was the dream I had before?"
"Do you know Kassel Academy?" Hermann asked.
Old Tang hesitated for a while. He had not heard this name in his memory as the Dragon King, but the name Kassel seemed familiar.
"It seems...Lu Mingfei's school?" Old Tang said uncertainly.
Hermann nodded and said straightforwardly:
"This time, when I brought you to the Bronze City, Cassel College also sent people to explore the Bronze City. Their goal was Constantine's egg.
I stopped them."
Hearing these words, Old Tang's face turned ugly.
There are very few things he cares about, but Constantine is undoubtedly his counterpart!
Now, someone actually wants to take action against his dear brother right under his nose. How can he bear this!
"What does Kassel Academy do?" Old Tang asked with a murderous look on his face.
Another friend of his, Lu Mingfei, was also in that college, and he suspected that Lu Mingfei was also deceived by the glamorous appearance of that college.
The two people moved by Kassel College are the ones he cares about!
Thinking of this, Old Tang regretted a little. He was the one who helped Lu Mingfei adjust his speaking during the interview at Kassel College. Doesn't this mean that he pushed Lu Mingfei into a pit of fire?
From the fact that Kassel College dared to take action against his younger brother, it can be seen that this college is definitely more than just a school.
How can any school dare to take action against the Dragon King!
"Casel College is a mixed-race school." Herman told Old Tang all the news he learned about Cassel College. "It's like a military base. Their
The purpose is to slay the dragon..."
When Old Tang heard the news, his face became increasingly ugly.
He knew that if his younger brother fell into the hands of that Kassel Academy, the end would really not be good.
"Not only that," Gehrman pulled out a laptop from mid-air, and pulled up Old Tang's bounty hunter account in front of Old Tang, "During this period of time, someone contacted you.
I want you to invade Kassel."
Although the task provided by the contact was just to go to the Hidden University to find something, Old Tang intuitively guessed that the Hidden University was Kassel.
If it wasn't like that, then why did the other party even provide combat weapons? Which university can have such an honor?
"So, in terms of time...those people asked me to find something...it was Constantine!" Old Tang gritted his teeth.
So, if people from the Secret Church hadn't intervened... then the ending between him and Constantine would really be like what happened in the dream before!
Constantine died protecting him...
Old Tang's expression became very cold.
…………
Here at the Kassel Academy.
Mance looked at the principal with a headache. This old guy was dragging a poor doctor and talking nonsense.
This old guy has been in this state for a long time, sometimes asking to dance the Gold Coast Swing Hula, sometimes shouting that he wants to become the Pirate King...
Now I'm in a chatty state, just saying some incomprehensible words to the people next to me, which is pretty good.
Previously, this old guy actually thought that people like him were dragons or lackeys of the evil god. Suddenly, he picked up a chair in the infirmary for no reason and was about to attack them.
Fortunately, Mance had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he put a Frigga bullet directly into the old guy.
"You know, our world is not the only one. There are many other worlds outside this world." Angers said nonchalantly.
Mance nodded without any trace. This sentence was indeed true. After all, they fell from another world.
I just don’t know if Angers realized this when he said this.
The doctor finally couldn't bear Ange's crazy talk anymore, so he found an excuse to break free from Ange's clutches, looked at Professor Mance, and said with an apologetic look:
"The important responsibility of taking care of the principal is left to you, Professor Mance! I remembered that I still have something to do!"
After saying that, the doctor rushed out of the door and fled.
Mance was very helpless. This was already the fourteenth doctor that Angers had forced away. Those doctors before had heard of Angers' glorious deeds and wanted to get up close and personal with their heroes.
But I didn't expect...
Forget it, the effect of eating fish is really powerful...
After a while, Angers' reputation will probably become nothing more than a dregs...
Thinking of this, Mance felt that it was the old guy Angers who was responsible for this. He actually directly ordered the attack on Mr. Fool.
The fact that he is still alive is really because Mr. Fool is very kind.
Angers was still mumbling some words and dancing at the same time, looking exactly like an old madman.
Just when the doctor completely disappeared from their sight, Angers suddenly stopped all his movements and words.
Mance sensed something was wrong.
But this was what they expected.
Angers was near the door of the infirmary. His expression suddenly became very calm. He walked quickly to the door and locked the door of the infirmary.
The old guy showed a smile and looked at Mance, but there was not much smile in his eyes. He looked around, pulled out two chairs from the bed, and said lightly:
"Sit down, there's not much to entertain you here. Of course, there's no wine, just a crazy old man."
Mance adjusted the black gloves on his hands, and without much emotion, he sat unceremoniously on the chair opposite Angers.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
Angers' muscles were tense, as if he were a lion ready to attack at any time.
He stared intently at Mance's face, looking at that very familiar but now strangely unfamiliar face.
Want to find something wrong with it.
However, nothing is right anywhere, but there is no flaw anywhere.
Of course Angers also noticed the black gloves that his old friend had been wearing since the Three Gorges mission.