Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Professor Manstein, am I the only one?"

Sitting at the only desk in the classroom, with the "Ezrio S. Jiang" nameplate in front of him, Jiang Yunshou frowned and looked out the window.

The sun rose above the clouds, and the sunlight spread flat against the clouds, casting the shadow of the window on the walnut desks, dyeing the entire classroom with a light crimson color.

He is now on the highest floor of the teaching building. Except for a set of desks and chairs in the empty classroom, he and Manstein are the only ones left.

Oh, right.

Jiang Shouyun looked up at the upper left corner of the classroom and saw the speaker of a broadcast system.

It seems that the test questions will be played from the speaker, and he only needs to write the answers on the answer sheet.

"Sorry, I don't know the reason either."

Manstein's expression was also a little helpless and apologetic, and he explained: "This is the principal's request. I hope you don't mind."

As he spoke, he looked down at the time on his watch again, and then opened the sealed document bag.

Several pieces of A4-sized white paper and a sharpened pencil were placed in front of Jiang Shouyun.

"I'll wait for you outside the classroom."

Manstein glanced at him one last time and said in an inexplicable tone: "I wish you good results."

After that, he exited the classroom and closed the door.

As the door closed, a strange sound came.

Click! Kaka!

Several black curtain walls of unknown material slowly moved out of the mezzanine of the wall.

All doors and windows were completely sealed, and wall lamps illuminated the dark classroom.

"Are you making such a fuss out of a molehill?" Jiang Shouyun muttered inexplicably, "If it's the same as what Professor Manstein demonstrated before, it should be no different from the English listening test, right?"

It's just that one is said by a dragon and the other is said by a foreigner.

As the hour hand clicked to point to nine o'clock, melodious music came from the speakers.

However, it is not the complicated and inexplicable "Dragon Essays", but the familiar "Symphony No. 5 in C minor".

That is, the "Symphony of Destiny" composed by German composer Ludwig van Beethoven.

That dark, cold, majestic sound was played in the unison of strings and clarinet.

When this piece was composed, Beethoven's deafness had lost hope of being cured, and the countess, a passionate lover, also left him because of her family background.

Therefore, "Symphony of Destiny" represents the musical giant's struggle against fate.

"..."

The pencil spinning in Jiang Shouyun's hand paused, and the expression on his face looked extremely strange.

He heard the incongruous "dragon text" hidden in this piece of music.

It feels like a world-class piano performance mixed with a black guy's rap and DJ shout-out.

The full sense of disobedience made him feel a little nauseous.

Jiang Shouyun frowned, suppressing the irritability in his heart, humming softly, and tightened his grip on the pen in his hand.

But the next moment, a cold and melodious song came to my ears from far, far away, and the "Symphony of Destiny" that was originally humming quietly also changed quietly.

Click! Click!

The world in front of Jiang Shouyun began to shatter, with countless fine lines crisscrossing the air.

With that crisp sound, the world turned into tiny dust and dispersed silently.

The symphony receded like a tide, and the noisy night wind filled my ears.

A childish voice suddenly sounded beside him, and Jiang Shouyun raised his head in a daze.

A petite figure was sitting on a high place, softly humming a sweet song, two slender calves swaying in the wind, and the blond hair tied in braids also swayed lightly.

After a moment, she lowered her head and looked in Jiang Shouyun's direction.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"... Shikodi?"

Jiang Shouyun's thoughts turned around, he looked at the girl above, and said in a gentle tone: "I will see Him soon, but I need more power, so..."

At this point, he paused subconsciously, but continued: "Can you lend me your power?"

"Well." The girl held her chin with one hand and said with a playful smile, "Brother, what do you want to give me in exchange?"

Jiang Shouyun thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Pig knuckle?"

The smile on the girl's face disappeared, and her figure began to become blurry, as if she would disappear at any time.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Shouyun scratched his head and smiled helplessly, "Then what do you want?"

The girl jumped lightly, like a light wind, falling into his arms.

"I want toys, fun toys!"

She put her hands around Jiang Shouyun's neck, her golden eyes lit up slightly, she pointed at the bottomless darkness in the distance and smiled: "That crybaby kid is good."

Jiang Shouyun's brows wrinkled slightly.

"Ah, that child..." he murmured quietly, "how pitiful he is."

The girl's smile was a little cruel, and she whispered against his cheek: "We are also very pitiful, why can they hurt us?"

Jiang Shouyun's red gold eyes shifted slightly, looking at the delicate little face full of cracks, with a flash of pain and hatred in his eyes.

The girl's petite body trembled slightly, and her white fingers slowly slid over his heart.

There is a hideous and terrifying scar looming there.

And there seem to be many scars like this.

"Brother is such a fool." The girl murmured in a low voice, "It would have been better if we had not been born, so that you would not be as weak as you are now."

Like a weak little girl, her two arms hugged him tightly and her little face was buried in his arms.

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Shouyun touched her hair and whispered, "I will make them pay back all the things they took away. No one can escape, because..."

"Whatever I say is an oracle."

Bang! !

Jiang Shouyun suddenly opened his eyes, his red gold pupils filled with confusion.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt his feet were empty, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

And this also brought his chaotic thoughts back to reality.

Click! Kaka!

The originally closed doors and windows also opened at this time, and Jiang Shouyun was so blinded by the white light that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Jiang Shouyun, are you okay?" Manstein walked in anxiously.

But after meeting those blazing red-gold eyes, he immediately froze on the spot.

Jiang Shouyun blinked his dry eyes and lowered his eyelids. When he raised his head again, his eyes had turned back to dark blue.

"Professor Manstein, what happened?"

There was a burst of noisy footsteps. He followed the sound and looked towards the corridor outside the classroom. He happened to see the big men from the school administration department running outside carrying stretchers one by one.