My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 70 68. Dragon’s Attendant (3)

"cheers!"

Lu Mingfei raised his glass and clinked it with Fingel. The two of them raised their heads with the same proud attitude and were so happy that they thought they were heroes from Liangshan who were keen on eating big chunks of meat, drinking wine and boasting about it. land.

In fact, they were just sitting in a corner of the Kassel College cafeteria to celebrate, because Lu Mingfei successfully passed all the tests yesterday, including the 3E exam. In return, Lu Mingfei invited the chief hero Fingel and the caring cotton-padded jacket Ling to come together Have a meal.

Lu Mingfei got an A+ in the shooting test. The teacher said that she was a once-in-a-century talent and would become an outstanding marksman in the future. In terms of physical fitness, it was only D. The teacher holding the record book said that he had never seen such a weak freshman. He ran like a snail that was about to die. At the end, Lu Mingfei's legs went weak and he collapsed. Zero responsibility Helped her back. The most satisfying thing is that she got an S in the 3E exam, a perfect score, and did not embarrass her S-level title. Although she accidentally fell asleep during the exam, fortunately there were Fingel's test questions, and she still had no danger. .

Considering that Fingel said that he was German, Lu Mingfei treated Fingel to all German dishes. German cuisine has always been said by the Chinese to be the Northeastern cuisine of Europe. Sauerkraut, pork and sausages are things that will never be missing on their table. In terms of ingredients, it feels like a Northeastern stew, but the method is slightly different. Coupled with dark beer sausage and pork knuckles, this meal has a unique taste. It reminds Lu Mingfei of the past when he went to a restaurant with his uncle. The braised pork vermicelli served by the bold Northeastern boss can be described as a basin. It is delicious and delicious. Enough.

"Senior brother is open to eat! I'll treat you to this meal!" Lu Mingfei patted her poor chest to express that she was very generous. Although this meal was a bit expensive, it was definitely worth the money. I thought that senior brother Baigou was just from Kassel. A student who repeated a grade did not expect to be able to steal exam questions at critical moments. Of course, Lu Mingfei is not a serious girl. She would be a fool if she didn't copy the answers, not to mention that this exam is so critical.

"When it comes to eating, you Chinese are the best!" Fingel chewed on a pork knuckle and gave a thumbs up, "You can catch and eat anything flying in the sky, on the ground, or swimming in the water. There are also various cooking methods. Compared with German food, I actually hope you treat me to Chinese food...but there is really nothing decent in this restaurant."

As a university founded by a German in the United States, Kassel's recipes basically have nothing to do with East Asia. It absorbs all the essence of Europe and the United States. This made Lu Mingfei's stomach not so adaptable. Not long after arriving, she actually started to miss it a little. Vinegar Chinese cabbage made by my aunt.

This is an experience that everyone will have. Before leaving home, they always yearn for the colorful world outside. After leaving, they will miss the bowl of Yangchun noodles made by the old mother in their hometown. In the future, they will spend time in high-end restaurants every day. People here often eat hundreds or even thousands of yuan per meal, but they still think that the bowl of old noodles with only chopped green onions and eggs is the most delicious thing in the world. Not only is it free, but more importantly, you can taste it. To the love that blooms just for you.

"If there is a chance in the future, when I get to China, I can show my cooking skills to you, senior brother, and I will help you eat all over China!" Lu Mingfei often cooks with her aunt. As a girl who is determined to be a good bride in the future, In terms of cooking skills, Lu Mingfei is one of the few areas in which she is relatively confident, because although her aunt is a housewife with a small belly, she can cook good home-cooked dishes as good as those in restaurants. It is precisely because of this that she can keep her fat. The uncle with big head and ears raised Lu Mingze into a round shape of 160 by 160.

"Then I have to look forward to it!" Of course, Fingel was not polite when someone was so kind to him. As he was eating the meal in front of him, he was already thinking about the next meal in the distant future. What's more, as the saying goes, eating with beautiful girls is also twice as good. The fragrance is added.

"I want one too." Zero said calmly. She was always a very plain person, and she would become more cute when she mentioned something delicious.

The church bell rang, and Lu Mingfei turned to look out the window. A large group of white pigeons poured out from there, a bit like the flock of peace doves released at the opening of the Olympic Games. The lawn and sky were covered with pale feathers, and the students passing by They all stopped and looked up at the flock of pigeons flying in the sky.

It has been three days since Lu Mingfei came to this college. The church bell has never rang, so that Lu Mingfei thought it was just a decoration. Now the copper bell is swinging again and again, and the low bell sounds for a long time, like A child who gets into trouble cannot stop no matter how others persuade him.

"Let's go." Fingel whispered. He stopped smiling and stopped eating. It was obvious that he had just held the pork knuckle and ate it with his mouth full of oil, but now he put down the bone and silently wiped his hands with a wet towel.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei realized something was wrong. At this noon, which was supposed to be beautiful and happy, the students in the restaurant stopped eating after the bell, put on their coats and walked out of the restaurant.

"Someone has left us forever." Fingel held the remaining half bottle of dark beer in his hand. "I don't know who it is, but it should be someone from the Executive Department. The jobs there are the most dangerous in the entire academy. They are the dragon-slaying heroes who face the dragons."

This senior brother who always looked so unserious suddenly became very serious at this moment. Lu Mingfei followed him, and inexplicably felt that the back of this loser became taller and majestic, even though he was already very tall.

Outside the restaurant, all the students remained silent. They took off their school uniform scarves and tied them on the lawn or garden fence, bowing their heads in silence. Fingel took a swig of the bottle of dark beer to express his gratitude. It should be easy to get rid of his appetite, but this time he kept the same posture even after drinking a lot of wine, as if he would never be able to finish it.

"I don't want to be alarmist, but junior sister, you have to know that Kassel is a place like this. It has been like this since the birth of hybrids in the distant past. Dragons and humans are incompatible with each other. It is our mission to bury them. If you Afraid, you can choose the equipment department when you graduate or stay in school to further your studies to become a teacher or something, but even then you may not be absolutely safe. The college is a military fortress. One day the Dragon Clan will come to your door, and no one can avoid it. .The only option is to kill them before they kill us!"

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Lu Mingfei seemed to see a crack in the wine bottle held by Fingel, starting from where he was holding it and extending outward silently.

"Senior brother, you used to be a very powerful person, right?" Lu Mingfei asked.

I still remember that at the station, the conductor said that Fingel was once a Class A. Judging from what I have seen in the past few days, the people in Kassel College who can be called Class A are all fierce people, such as Chu Zihang and Caesar found it hard to believe that someone like Fingel could ever compete with them.

"It was just once." Fingel drank the last sip of dark beer and threw the bottle into the trash can. From a distance of more than three meters, he put the bottle into the urn very accurately.

Last night, the Yangtze River and the Three Gorges.

The black helicopter hovered above Kuimen. On the undulating river surface, the Moniyah completely rolled over. Its hull was covered with claw marks several inches deep. Just one collision may not be fatal, but when the entire ship After the whole body was plowed by this kind of trauma, the Monyach was no less than a layer of steel skin.

Professor Mance sat hunched on the wreckage of the Monyach. The helicopter lowered the hanging ladder, and a slender black shadow lowered the ladder. He held a black umbrella, covering himself and Mance.

Mance reluctantly raised his head to glance at the shadow, and smiled with difficulty: "Principal."

Principal Angran squatted down and pulled off Mance's clothes. The terrifying sword marks penetrated his side, almost cutting off half of it. Every time Mance took a breath, there would be fresh blood splattering. If it weren't for the strong dragon bloodline, With his tough vitality, he should have died on the spot after receiving this blow.

No doctor in the world can save Mance, because death is not a disease. No matter how brilliant the medical professors are standing here, they can only shake their heads feebly. They can't even find a remedy.

"You are going to die," Ange said softly.

"Yes, so let me finish the final report, just like the sacrificed hero in the movie." Mance whispered, "Dragon King Norton is actually a girl. I think we can finally add dragon clan to our future topics. There was a gender issue. Ye Sheng and Yaji failed to come back. While we were waiting, Norton attacked the Monyach and all the crew members died. Norton should have killed me immediately, but he only killed me after severely injuring me. Keep these next to me. We still have to find a way to fight her again. Norton is still alive in the water system of the Three Gorges."

Angers lifted up the two things soaked in the water, a bronze jar and a rectangular black box, which was smaller than the suitcase.

"That was not the Dragon King Norton, but a Dragon Attendant, an immortal spirit who protected the Dragon King's soul. The dragon Gongsun Shu saw back then was either the Dragon King himself or the Dragon Attendant." Angers said.

"But why did the Dragon Warrior give us the Dragon King's things?"

"The history of the dragon clan has always been written by violence, war and betrayal. Even Nidhogg can be betrayed by the White King. It is not surprising that the second generation species betrays the first generation species."

The black box was tightly closed, but it was not difficult to open it with Anger's violence. Once a gap was opened, the gears began to rotate slightly, and the dark golden streamer was so dazzling under the helicopter's spotlight.

There are seven swords of different shapes displayed in the box, including ice silk, pine needles, flowing clouds and flames, each with different patterns. They have been stored in the Bronze City for thousands of years, and now they reappear in the world, with the cold light of the blade. As sharp as when it was first cast.

"The seven deadly sins of alchemical swords, each one symbolizes a sin. Legend has it that the King of Bronze and Fire once created seven ultimate alchemical swords at the beginning of the Christian era. He killed the elements and then reconstructed them to create the impossible. Weapons that are imitated and transcended are used in wars between dragon clans and are created to kill other dragon kings.”

"This copper jar is a bone jar." Angers read out the words on the copper jar again, "'I dedicate my bones and blood to the great His Majesty Nidhogg. He is the supreme, most powerful, and most virtuous being. Destiny rules the whole world.' Inside this jar is the Dragon King's egg. You said that the Dragon Warrior gave the weapon that could kill the Dragon King and the Dragon King's own eggs to humans at the same time. I can guess that this Dragon Warrior betrayed her own monarch, Norton sealed her in the Bronze City against her will, so she wants to take revenge on Norton and kill him with human hands."

"Why didn't she do it herself? The Dragon King is just an egg, and she has a weapon that can kill the Dragon King." Mance asked.

"Dead living beings have no bloodline. To use the alchemy sword forged by the Dragon King, you need a very high bloodline, otherwise you won't even be able to pull out the sword. Ye Sheng and Shude Aki may have become sacrifices forced to awaken the living beings, even so The Dragon Warrior still can't do it." Angers said, "And the person in this jar is not Norton, and the Dragon Warrior has no need to kill him."

"Not Norton?"

"The four great kings of the ancient dragon clan all have twins sitting on their thrones. This is a secret to the members of the executive department, because it means that we have to kill each dragon king twice. Once is already a huge problem. Challenges twice may make people feel timid. Only when there is no way out on the real battlefield can this secret be made public."

Mance was silent for a while, "Principal, you are really a bit of an asshole."

"Ancient uprising armies often started out as gangsters, criminals and villains, because only such people were ferocious enough. Dragon slaying is a long and arduous road. In addition to like-minded comrades, we also need some means of guidance to truly slay the dragon. A hero will not give up just because his opponent is too strong. Hiding some things from the beginning will make it easier to boost the morale of the army."

"Then continue to do this to the end." Mance said, "Don't tell the students about the total annihilation of the Kuimen operation. For them, this kind of thing is still far away. There is no need to ask future heroes to sacrifice for the dead." Sad, they should still think that dragon slaying is an interesting and passionate career, worth fighting for a lifetime."

"We are all the same old bastards, training our beloved students with our own hands, and then sending them to the battlefield where they may not come back." Ange said softly, "They only know about Ye Sheng and Jiude Yaji, but they can't complete this If you lie, we have to find someone to teach you instead."

"Let Schneider come on. He really wants to continue to be a professor." Mance raised his head, and the endless rainstorm fell in his pupils. "Tell the students that we are going to perform a new mission. Anyway, the world is very big, and dragon ruins are everywhere. Yes, it can always be said that they are busy with new adventures, and time will dilute the memory.”

"Okay, just as you said."

Mance didn't reply. Angers put the umbrella away on the ground and sat next to Mance. He lit a cigar and watched the smoke drifting away in the rain, as if this could take away the depression and sorrow.

"Goodbye, my old friend."