socalfunplaces Chapter 29 Three Years of Dragon Slaying
Chapter 29 Three Years of Dragon Slaying
"No, you're really the principal?" Fingel asked, his eyes wide with shock.
He never expected that the boy in front of him would actually be the principal.
He had to temporarily return to his hometown in Germany for some business, so he was not very aware of what had happened at the college during this period. He only knew that the principal seemed to have a sudden idea and held another round of preparatory student recruitment.
So he assumed Lu Mingfei was the preparatory student, but who would have thought that he was actually the principal.
Fingel's playful expression vanished, and he began to become serious.
The world of hybrids is full of wonders, and these hybrids with dragon blood have greatly improved their physique and lifespan.
So, could Lu Mingfei actually be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy on the outside, but in reality an old monster who is already seventy or eighty years old?
Thinking back to his previous lively conversation with him, Fingel felt that he could add another entry to his life's resume, an event that could be recorded in his autobiographical novel memoir.
"Hello." Lu Mingfei extended his hand and shook it. "Principal Angers."
"I'm very sorry, according to your flight schedule, I was prepared to send a helicopter, but unfortunately it broke down." Angers gestured for Lu Mingfei to sit down.
Fingel stood obediently to the side, like a servant.
"Finger, go and tidy yourself up, then bring me and Principal Lu two cups of strong tea," Angers instructed.
"Yes, Headmaster!" Fingel saluted with a rousing voice.
After he left, the carriage fell silent.
Lu Mingfei didn't try to start a conversation, but instead looked at Angers.
The other person's age didn't seem like his father's; he might be his grandfather's generation, or perhaps he was actually a test-tube baby?
Angers also remained silent, observing Lu Mingfei in a quiet manner. However, he had already seen Lu Mingfei's appearance in various photos and documents, and in a strict sense, he had watched Lu Mingfei grow up.
He was fine when he was little, but as he grew up, he started to become a good-for-nothing. But now...
Looking into Lu Mingfei's sharp eyes, he sighed inwardly, "Dragon blood truly is the most fascinating medicine in the world."
It can transform a person completely, or it can plunge them into the abyss.
Time passed slowly until Fingel, dressed in a brand-new dark green Kassel College uniform, walked in elegantly with a tea tray, just like a real waiter.
Angers smiled and said, "I know you must have many questions right now, wondering why we insist on enrolling you, even at such a high cost."
Lu Mingfei didn't reply, he just looked at him quietly.
Since it's unlikely that the other person is your father, is there any other possibility...?
Thinking of his mother Giovanni's foreign identity, could Angers in front of him actually be his maternal grandfather?
Angers, unaware of what Lu Mingfei was thinking, was not annoyed when he did not answer him. Instead, he pulled down the curtain covering one side of the carriage.
The scroll unfolds.
Beneath a pale gray sky, a colossal, withered tree obscured half the sky. A black dragon with bones hanging from its wings soared into the air, bringing with it a proclamation of death.
"Mingfei, this is the secret I want to tell you," Angers said slowly, his tone calm, but his eyes seemed to hold the flow of time.
"Kassel College is a school built specifically for slaying dragons."
"So you're my maternal grandfather?" Lu Mingfei said calmly.
Angers, who was about to continue speaking, was visibly taken aback upon hearing this.
Even after experiencing nearly a century of ups and downs, he never expected Lu Mingfei to say such a thing.
Meanwhile, Fingel, who was just casually observing, had his eyes gleaming. Secret! Big secret!
He pricked up his ears and listened intently, determined to memorize every word Angers would say.
But he only heard one sentence.
"what……"
Angers replied somewhat blankly.
······
After Angers' explanation, Lu Mingfei finally understood that the other party was not his maternal grandfather at all.
However, strictly speaking, the two are not entirely unrelated.
According to the other party, he had met Lu Mingfei's grandfather when he was young, and the two had a friendship.
Okay, it's definitely the grandfather's generation.
After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the enrollment ceremony continued.
"Kassel College is a special school dedicated to dragon slaying; every graduate must eventually go to the battlefield to slay dragons."
And you, Lu Mingfei, the newly joined S-class member, I have high expectations for your performance.
Angers lifted the lid of the black tea brewed by Finger, and the aroma of tea immediately filled the entire carriage.
An academy born specifically for slaying dragons… Lu Mingfei pondered the words Angers had just said.
Although it's unclear why the other party determined his bloodline to be S-class, the current situation is undoubtedly very clear.
He was recruited into the academy as a genius and enjoyed the privileges of an inner disciple from the very beginning.
Moreover, a place like an academy must have a vast collection of books, which would be perfect for his cultivation.
He now has a very rudimentary set of techniques, which he can use to perfect them.
Seeing Lu Mingfei deep in thought, Angers smiled slightly: "How about it, Mingfei? Do you need me to sign you up for a few courses first? To give you a basic understanding of this real world."
"No need," Lu Mingfei shook his head.
"Please submit all the information for me," he said.
Slaying dragons step by step is too slow, and improving strength step by step is also too slow.
He wants to pursue unlimited breakthroughs within a limited time.
And he wouldn't hesitate to personally send anyone, dragon, or hybrid who dared to obstruct his path to the land of the dead.
"Great!" Angers' eyes lit up when he saw Lu Mingfei's generosity.
Since Lu Mingfei is so cooperative, he can't show favoritism.
Registering for all courses at once would likely leave even an S-level student with no time to handle daily life's琐事 (trivial matters), so...
He glanced at Fingel, who had been eavesdropping on the whole thing and was preparing to report the bombshell to the forum when he got back.
"Fingal," he said.
"Here!" Fingel exclaimed, startled.
"From now on, you will be in full charge of Lu Mingfei's, no, Principal Lu's, daily life."
"Huh??" Fingel looked completely bewildered.
He came here to learn, not to be a babysitter. But before he could even utter a rebuttal, Angers had already laid out his next condition: "After you finish this year, I'll let you graduate."
"No problem, Principal!" Fingel's eyes lit up, and he immediately patted his chest to assure Lu Mingfei that he would make him feel right at home.
However, the next second, the speeding train suddenly braked.
Fingel felt as if he had fallen into a washing machine and been thrown against the wall.
He groaned and stood up, clutching his buttocks.
The carriage was in a mess; freshly brewed strong tea had spilled out, and various valuable ornaments had fallen to the ground.
But Angers and Lu Mingfei remained motionless, seemingly without even a trace of being hit.
"These kids have gone too far with their free time," Fingel cursed.
But Angers shook his head: "It wasn't them."
"Who is that?" Fingel asked, puzzled.
The next instant, a black shadow suddenly appeared inside the train.
"It's me," a cold voice rang out.