A desk lamp was lit, and the two bone china cups on the mahogany desk reflected a yellow shimmer, and water mist rose from the mouth of the cup.
The gray-haired old man sat on a chair. The low light from the desk lamp could only shine on his chest, and his entire face was hidden in the shadows and his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Principal, there was trouble on the first day of S-class enrollment?" A voice came from the phone receiver, with a hoarse tone of age.
"How can it be called trouble?" Angers smiled, "What a great job he did? He defeated everyone on the first day of school, so that a passionate and brave young man can shoulder a great mission... I have to say,
Orthodoxy has indeed been passed down for thousands of years, and its foundation is unmatched by the Secret Party."
Sunlight shone in slantingly through the porthole. Mance was holding the table and holding a phone in his hand. What he saw through the porthole was a river, and the water was turbulent. Those were the waves caused by the underwater equipment transferred by Mr. Jiang.
"Are we too aggressive?" Mance's tired face showed a sad look, "S-class is powerful, but it is too uncontrollable. Before that day, if anyone had told me about a hybrid species that could challenge the next generation species in the water,
, I have a hundred reasons to refute him. After all, with your strength, it is impossible to kill a second generation in the surging river, and S-level... it is very likely that his bloodline has exceeded the critical point.
"
There was silence on the other end of the phone. If not for the sound of breathing, Mance would have doubted whether Principal Angers had fallen asleep. After all, a 130-year-old man would definitely be sleepy at eleven o'clock in the night, even if the dragon blood in his body was stronger.
powerful.
A long time passed.
"Mance, do you still remember what happened ten years ago?" Angers said slowly: "During the operation in the Greenland Sea, almost all of our students were wiped out."
"Of course I remember it, I believe I will never forget it in this life!"
Mance slowly closed his eyes while holding the table, and countless images reappeared, which had disturbed him like a nightmare for several nights in the past ten years.
"From that day on, Cassel College's dragon-slaying career seemed to have cast a shadow. Although the executive department has developed vigorously, I know that we have never gotten rid of the frustration it brought. This made me have to rethink
Education policy, maybe in the war with the Dragon Clan, what we need is not an army, but a genius." Angers changed to English, "somebody!"
"Somebody?" Mance was very confused.
"The one! A unique genius, a hybrid leader, a dragon slayer who is feared even by monarchs!" the principal whispered, "So what if there is something wrong with his bloodline? As long as he has experienced dragon blood once
Baptize him and he will become the one! He will become a powerful trump card for us to kill the monarch. After all, orthodoxy is on the same side as us when it comes to slaying the dragon."
Angers continued: "And our worries may be unnecessary. Orthodoxy pays more attention to the stability of mixed bloodlines than the Secret Party. Their methods are more cruel. If the bloodline is unstable, they will be sentenced to life imprisonment. If they are judged to be high-risk, they will be jailed for life."
Directly obliterated."
"But he was born in the direct line of the Jiang family!" Mance knew all the orthodox families very well. "The direct line of the Jiang family has withered. Even if the direct line's bloodline crisis breaks out and the person becomes a deadpool, he will still be tied to reproduce. Of course, if the deadpool
If you still have that kind of ability!”
"But the fact is that he has killed a second generation species for mankind!" Angers emphasized, "His contribution alone has exceeded 99% of dragon slayers in history. This great achievement is enough to be recorded in history.
He will enter the history of mixed races and be admired by countless people! He is also the head of the Jiang family and our ally! What reason do we have to doubt or deny him? Just based on a baseless and unstable bloodline?",
"Alas..." Mance sighed deeply and stopped arguing. "I hope everything will develop in a good direction."
Angers picked up the steaming cup on the table and took a sip, then asked: "How is the progress of the 'Bronze Project'?"
The Bronze Project is a plan by Kassel Academy to cooperate with the orthodox Jiang family to inspect and salvage cultural relics within the City of Bronze. It aims to strengthen cooperation with orthodoxy, archaeologically examine the history of the Dragon Clan, and salvage the relics of the Lord of Bronze and Fire.
"The progress is proceeding normally to explore most of the area and enter Norton's palace starting tomorrow."
"Well!" Angers urged again: "Speed up the progress, your "Magic Mechanical Design" has been suspended for nearly a month."
"Although the main work has been done by S-class, the ending is troublesome." Mance sighed, "Two days ago, the school board of directors of the next-generation anatomy insisted that I fight for the dragon's heart and torso remains, but the last generation in their territory was still S-class.
I'm going to kill him myself, how can I have the nerve to say this?"
Ange held back his smile and said: "Those who are capable work hard. No wonder the old guys on the school board are tempted. How many years have we not seen a living pure-blood dragon? They are all waiting to drink the blood and knock out the marrow."
Two years.”
"I'll try my best..." Mance just complained.
Angers hung up the phone and looked at the little old man with round glasses sitting quietly across the desk. Manstein calmly tasted the principal's collection with a warm bone china cup. He waited until the principal put down the phone before putting down the cup.
cup.
"Principal, the maintenance cost of 'Freedom Day' has reached 240,000 US dollars. Maybe the school should step in to control it. Students come to Cassel College to receive higher education and prepare to go to the dragon-slaying battlefield, not to destroy the meticulous work.
How can we play real-person CS on this campus! This not only destroys the school spirit, but is also detrimental to the normal work of the Discipline Committee!"
The little old man Manstein was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Especially Caesar! His existence is simply challenging the disciplinary committee, destroying public property, racing on campus, showing off his wealth and ruining the school spirit of hard work and hard study... Today I just criticized him
The new student who entered the school took action, and his crimes are simply too numerous to describe! I heard that tonight he also succeeded the president of the student union! I can't imagine how much damage he will cause after he has the power of the president of the student union! I suggest that the whole school inform Caesar! and give him a warning within the school.
Penalty for length of service!”
"Didn't he pay for all the costs of damaging public property? The one-time settlement guarantees his credit and exempts us from replacement and repair costs... Besides, the student union also recognizes his ability, not even the school can
Change the personnel orders of the student club." Angers smiled and reassured: "Caesar is only twenty years old, and I was more dissolute at his age... As teachers, we should guide him in the right way, don't you think?"
Manstein just complained in front of the principal, never thinking that he could really bring down Caesar, the number one "enemy" among the student body.
"You had contact with Jiang Yi today." Ange asked: "Are you satisfied with the S-class?"
"Of course I'm satisfied! Facts have proved that those who are talented and humble and work hard are the hope of the future. A noble man like Caesar can only be defeated in front of the S-class!" Manstein did not hesitate to praise the words and borrowed from Caesar's downfall.
Set off Jiang Yi.
He seemed to hear the principal muttering something like "Jiang Yi's family background is no worse than Caesar's".
But Manstein didn't care. He continued: "It is my honor to be able to train an 'S'-level student with my own hands. Perhaps this will also become the most significant stroke in my educational career!"