I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 324 Is the leader of the Temple Society a dragon?
Kassel Academy, Hall of Valhalla.

As a college with multiple levels of Tusla and Syndicate providing financial support, Kassel's building highlights a luxurious and grand atmosphere. Although it is built in the mountains, it occupies a very wide area-just the cost of leveling the rugged mountains. It is enough to replicate the entire building of a world-class university.

In mythology, the Hall of Valkyries is a palace built by Odin for the souls of heroes who died in battle to enjoy and prepare for battle in order to face Ragnarok. Whenever a brave and fearless warrior dies in battle, the beautiful Valkyrie will Riding a Pegasus with snow-white wings through the clouds, descending to the warrior's soul, kissing his forehead and cheek, and riding with him on a Pegasus to Asgard, into the depths of the forest named "Grasir" .

There is a huge and magnificent palace with 540 gates, each gate can accommodate [-] majestic warriors to enter and exit side by side. The walls of the palace are lined with extremely polished spears, and the top is paved with golden shields , So the light shines, and the seats in the palace are all decorated with exquisite armor, which was a gift from Odin to the heroic spirit at that time.

The heroic spirits who received the gift drank and fought in this palace all day long, until the moment of the twilight of the gods, all 540 gates were punched, and they wore the armor bestowed by Odin, and took spears from the walls and roofs. Shield, countless warriors rushed to the battlefield with the entire Hall of Valor.

This is a myth circulated among mixed races, and it is closer to the real history of the dragon race, so it is somewhat different from the version that is familiar to the public. It is mentioned that the warriors will dismantle the Hall of Valor as weapons at Ragnarok.

Some dragon historians believe that this myth that has been circulating for thousands of years is a metaphor that there is really a Hall of Valor among the dragons. It is a set of combined super-large-scale alchemical weapons with many parts. A vast alchemy matrix will be activated, but there are many opponents who believe that even the dragon clan cannot create an alchemy weapon of this scale. This myth should be a metaphor for some other thing or event.

Lu Mingfei thinks that the Dragon Clan is a group of neurotics with brain problems—won’t it be good to honestly record their own history in detail and objectively?What's the point of engaging in so many mythological metaphors?What about charades?

However, no matter how magnificent the Hall of Valor in mythology is, it has nothing to do with the Hall of Valor in Kassel. This Hall of Valor does not have spirits drinking, let alone spears and golden shields. The most architectural components are marble, and its positioning is just a conference It's just the lobby.

It's just that today's conference hall is extraordinarily resplendent. At night, every window shoots out dazzling light, and the lawn outside is so finely detailed that it doesn't look like a conference hall.

The red ribbon hangs down through the top of the lobby, presenting a translucent hazy texture under the bright crystal light. The lower one, or should I say a long banquet table more than ten meters long, is filled with delicious food and wine from all over the world. There is a fountain of wine every few meters, waitresses in lace skirts and long gloves and male waiters in white formal suits are busy at the long table, each of them is handsome and beautiful.

Rather than saying that this is a conference hall, it is better to say that it is the scene of a very large dinner party.

Wearing a pure black evening dress, Lu Mingfei and Caesar stood in the corner and whispered.

"Corruption! Corruption!" Lu Mingfei was heartbroken, as if he spent all his money on arranging the venue, "Isn't it just to receive a Solomon Temple meeting? As for such a big battle?"

"Is it big?" Caesar asked a little puzzled.

He was wearing a white evening dress, if it wasn't for his shawl hair that shone like gold under the light, standing with Lu Mingfei would be like black and white impermanence replaced with modern clothes to seduce the soul.

"Blame me," Lu Mingfei patted his forehead, "I forgot that you are also a rich young master who is extravagant and lustful."

"Although my Chinese is not very good," Caesar frowned, "but I can still hear that the two adjectives and idioms you used are not good words."

"Don't care, don't care," Lu Mingfei waved his hand, "Brother Caesar, are you representing your family to attend the... dinner party of the Academy and Solomon's Temple?"

He wanted to talk about the exchange party, which Director Accadula had told him at the beginning, but this scene was obviously more like a dinner party or a dance party.

"Well," Caesar nodded, "I don't know what those stupid old stubborn people in the family think."

"You would agree?" Lu Mingfei felt very surprised. In his impression, Caesar was the kind of rebellious young man who would go against the family's orders 180 degrees. The family told him to go east, and he was on the road sign going east. Write "North", then throw the pen behind your head and walk towards the west in a smart way.

"I didn't want to come, but they said that if nothing goes wrong with the meeting with Solomon's Temple this time, it will lead to cooperation between the college and Solomon's Temple," Caesar said with a smile, "If the talks go well, the family will also There is no small benefit to be gained.”

"It seems that the discussion is about to collapse." Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"I'm not going to drag the entire academy and even the secret party into trouble for the sake of the family, and the principal will not allow me to do so," Caesar shook his head, "I'm just going to let my family not earn a penny from this cooperation." Come on, it's better to lose a little more."

"Hiss..." Lu Mingfei gasped, "Although I don't seem to have the position to ask this as an outsider, I'm really curious, brother Caesar, what did your family do to you so that you hate it? If it is placed on someone else, it is said that there is a hatred of killing the father, and I will believe the hatred of taking the wife."

"There is no revenge for killing my father, but I very much hope that my stud father suddenly suffered a stroke and died on a woman. It can be said that there is hatred for taking his wife," Caesar shrugged, "and it can be regarded as revenge for killing his mother. "

Lu Mingfei: ...

Is the family relationship of your big family so rough?
Although reason told Lu Mingfei that he shouldn't continue to ask questions at this time, but he couldn't restrain his gossip anymore.

Fortunately, the breath moving towards here outside the Hall of Valor interrupted him.

Along with the approaching breath in his perception, Lu Mingfei heard the sound of a luxury car engine approaching outside.

Caesar looked towards the main entrance, and even if he didn't release the speaking spirit, he had a sharp hearing ability.

The leading black extended Rolls-Royce stopped, and the cars at its rear door stopped one by one.

The door of the Rolls-Royce opened, and a leg wearing a black high-heeled shoe was stepped out, with well-proportioned bones and graceful curves.

The woman stepped out of the car, wearing an evening gown, her long hair neatly coiled up to reveal her curvaceous neck, and a few simple pieces of jewelry perfectly adorned her beautiful features like a goddess in the hands of an ancient Greek sculptor.

The waiter got out of the car after her, and followed her behind, but not too far in front.

The woman walked into the Hall of Valor, followed by the attendants and other men and women in evening gowns, all following behind her—clearly, she was the leader of the mission of Solomon's Temple Society this time.

Caesar subconsciously showed a surprised expression on his face, not because he was overwhelmed by the beauty of the visitor, but because of her incredible age.

Frankly speaking, the woman does not look very young, she is almost 30 years old, and her gestures reveal the charm of a mature woman. Considering the anti-aging ability and maintenance ability of the mixed race, it is conservatively estimated that this woman should also be 60 years old .

60 years old is not considered young even in a mixed-race society, but compared to the status she has shown, this age can be described as "frivolous".

Caesar could clearly see that among the people following her, there were several people with gray hair and beards who looked over 50 years old and their actual age should be over 80 years old.

"The guests are here," Anger walked towards Lu Mingfei from the other side, with a sincere face, "Mingfei, try to talk as little as possible later."

"Okay." Lu Mingfei nodded.

Angers greeted the woman, Caesar and Lu Mingfei followed behind him, accompanied by Professor Schneider who appeared out of nowhere and the heads of several other school departments.

"Mr. Angers," the woman also walked towards Angers, opened her arms to give Angers a hug without hesitation, and said with a soft smile, "We met again, is this a guide of fate?"

"Yeah, we meet again." Angers looked a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect you to be the new Grand Master of Solomon's Temple."

Caesar was shocked again. He had tried his best to guess the identity of this woman, but he didn't expect that someone as young as her would be the grand leader of Solomon's Temple Society.

But why did the principal look at her so strangely?

Caesar didn't know that, a few years ago, Angers had an encounter with this woman with a mature charm and the face of an ancient Greek goddess in France, and even something almost happened-of course, it was a mistake in the end. That's a little bit, and Angers didn't know her identity at the time.

At this time, meeting in this way on such an occasion, even an old rascal like Angers who has accumulated debts and romantic affairs will inevitably feel a little embarrassed.

Lu Mingfei on the side watched Ange chatting with the woman, hesitant to speak.

The principal asked him to speak as little as possible, so he stopped talking.

Without telling the headmaster, he suspected that the woman was a pure-blooded dragon in disguise.

(End of this chapter)