There is a small lamp hanging in the bell tower, and a candle is lit on the table. It is pitch dark outside with the sound of gunfire, but it is bright and quiet inside...if you ignore the ups and downs of snoring.
Lying on the single bed was a drunken old man. He was dressed in a cowboy outfit, a plaid shirt, a rolled-brimmed hat, and a pair of cowboy boots with bright spurs.
There was a rapid ringing of the phone, and the hungover old man put his hand on the table and groped for a while.
"Plop!" There was a sound of heavy objects hitting the wooden floor.
"Hiss..." The old man dressed in denim put one hand on his waist and rolled the hat on his head to one side.
"Ding ring ring..." The phone kept ringing. Although the old cowboy fell off the single bed, he finally got the phone.
"Who is it!" the old cowboy answered the phone and said aggressively, his tone was extremely unkind!
As the vice-principal of Kassel College and the secret party's contemporary Flamel, the old cowboy has enough confidence to scold anyone who disturbs his peaceful dream!
"Dad..." Manstein's tone trembled slightly when he heard the old cowboy's angry voice.
"Oh... it's you? Manstein, my son!" The old cowboy switched the microphone to his right ear, and said in a warm and affectionate tone: "Good evening! Are you not sleeping yet, son? Are you there?
Do you need dad's help with something? Let me guess, it must be something about school, right?"
"The school is being invaded now, do you know, Dad?" Manstein asked somewhat cautiously, "The students are joining forces to resist, but the situation is not optimistic..."
"It's so busy outside, how could I not know about it! Manstein, are you not injured? Remember to protect yourself!"
Manstein covered the receiver in confusion, and the professors in the command room also dispersed in a wise manner, not listening to the father and son chatting about their daily life.
"Dad, I'm safe in the command room. You don't have to worry, but the students are in danger. The intruders are hiding in the dark and the information is unknown. Frigga has run out of bullets and the medical treatment can't keep up!" Man
Stein no longer hesitated, "I need your help! Dad."
"Son, I am an old man who has trouble getting down to the bell tower, and I am good at alchemy. The college has been invaded. You should go to Principal Angers. What do you think, son?" The old cowboy accompanied him and pretended to be confused.
"Although I don't have the authority, I still want to ask you... please temporarily release the confinement of the 'commandments'!"
Manstein's tone was decisive: "It only takes three hours for us to annihilate all the invaders! I promise! This is the joint request of the professors and I!"
The old cowboy sneered and said: "Son, although I really want to meet all your needs... but this is not in line with school rules. Angers did not give me an order to close the 'Discipline'."
"The principal is on a business trip..."
"I know my son!" the old cowboy interrupted, "but the special plane he took was connected to the satellite signal, and Norma would tell him everything that happened in the school meticulously. Angers was fully qualified to issue the order to close.
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Manstein still insisted: "But if the students and the invaders continue to fight, casualties will definitely occur. Every student is our future, and we cannot lose the future... Dad, I beg you! Open the 'Commandments'
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The old cowboy was silent, looking at the bright light bulbs hanging from the ceiling. It took him a long time before he said aloud: "Dear son, I remember it's your birthday next week, right?"
"Yes." The professors in the command room were all anxiously waiting for the results. Manstein felt a little unnatural, "I didn't expect you to still remember, Dad!"
"Of course, you are my only son... So if you violate school rules this time, consider it a birthday gift from me!"
"Dad, did you agree? On behalf of all the professors, I thank you!" Manstein said excitedly.
The old cowboy leaned on the bed frame and said: "Wait a minute, closing the 'commandments' is against school rules. Yanling is the devil in the bottle. If you let it out easily, you can gain strength, but it may not be a good thing. Do you think your students
Are you ready? I can only weaken the blockade of the 'Commandments' so that students with high-level bloodlines can use the Word Spirit. With these students, the defense academy should be able to do it, right?"
Manstein was not disappointed. The old cowboy was willing to weaken the "commandment" more than he expected.
The others were delighted when they heard the news, and Schneider quickly asked Norma to send emails to the students.
"Let the Lion Heart Club go to the Amber Hall to assist the student union!" Guderian said immediately.
Manstein said: "I agree too! Let the assistant commissioners of the execution department cooperate with the school engineering department to repair the circuits and eliminate all intruders as soon as possible!"
Schneider shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I have ordered the elite members of the Lionheart Club to come to the library to garrison them!"
"The command room does not need protection! And it is impossible for them to invade the command center across half of the campus!" Manstein frowned, "Even if the intruder has the courage, my revolver is not a vegetarian!"
Schneider explained: "I did not ask the Lionhearts to guard the library department to protect the command room."
Schneider's tone was calm, and as he spoke he pointed to the ground, and several professors understood instantly.
"Ice cellar?" Guderian exclaimed in surprise. Don't blame him for making a fuss, it is true that the weight of this news is too heavy!
If there is a place in Kassel College that has the tightest defense and the highest confidentiality, it must be Minerva and the Ice Cellar where the Equipment Department is stationed!
The ice cellar is located fifty meters underground in the library. It stores immeasurable dragon relics and various alchemical products. Only a handful of people in the entire Kassel College have permission to enter the ice cellar.
If the ice cellar is breached by an intruder, the consequences are unimaginable... Dragon bones, living dragon cubs, advanced alchemy weapons, everything that is qualified to be stored in the ice cellar is very precious, and some are the only ones in the world.
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In the clock tower, the old cowboy took out his pocket watch, it was almost nine o'clock.
The old cowboy slowly climbed up to the loft, with a vodka glass hanging on his waist. It was exactly nine o'clock.
The old cowboy grabbed the hanging metal pillar and hit the huge ancient bronze bell, while muttering obscure dragon inscriptions.
"Dong...dong...dong..."
During the interval, an old cowboy in tattered clothes occasionally grabbed a wine glass and drank heavily. As the bells rang continuously, sound waves emerged, and a "spirit" so powerful that it enveloped the entire campus slowly faded away like fading.
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The fiery red Ferrari was speeding like lightning. It just drove out of the school gate and entered the winding mountain road. Kassel College is built on the mountain. The end of this winding mountain road goes straight to the top of the mountain.
Suddenly Jiang Yi's heart moved. He could feel that the "coercion" permeating every corner of the academy was weakening.
"The 'discipline' in Kassel College is being weakened." Jiang Yi said in a deep voice.
"Ah?" The news was a bit sudden, but immediately their phones vibrated at the same time. Nono opened it and saw that it was an email sent by Norma.
"Dear Chen Motong:
The Night Watch has weakened the blockade of the 'Commandments'. As an A-level bloodline, you can use your word spirit on the Kassel Academy campus!