Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 105 Flamel Lineage

The hot air in the teacup filled the principal's office with the fragrance of tea.

Angers sat behind the desk, staring blankly at the old man with a big belly who left the attic for the first time in decades and set foot in the principal's office.

"Damn it, what day is it today? Manstein is getting married?" Angers asked in disbelief.

He put down his teacup and began to browse through the various applications that Norma had received on his behalf recently, trying to find the marriage application of Director Manstein.

Besides his son, what reason could have dragged the old man out of the attic full of beauty magazines and westerns? !

This is nothing short of miraculous!

With a dark face, the vice-principal walked to the desk in the least polite manner, drank the black tea in the Angers cup in one gulp, and finally smashed his mouth, and said disdainfully: "I really don't know why you like this kind of thing."

Anger looked at the cow chewing peonies and drank it down. The old man who didn't know the tea ceremony at all had a headache and said, "You don't stay in your place and drink the sparkling wine I brought you. What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you ask me to help you?" The vice-principal sat on the desk with a big belly, "Now I'm here."

Angers got up and walked to the bookcase, opened a hidden compartment, took out a bottle of whiskey, took out two glasses, and handed one to an old friend.

"You came a bit early." Angers poured wine for the night watchman and shrugged. "The spokesperson of the Gattuso family hasn't left yet. Tell me, what do you want from me? The Chinese say that everything will be published." Triple Treasure Hall, your behavior today is typical."

The vice-principal said disgustedly: "Don't talk about Chinese with me, it's still my opinion to promote Chinese education in the college, your Chinese is not as good as mine."

"Okay, okay, so what do you want from me?" Anger clinked glasses with him and raised his eyebrows.

The vice-principal drank the whiskey in one gulp, but said nothing, his eyes fixed on the wooden floor.

Anger became more and more curious about what happened to this guy. It stands to reason that there are few things in this world that can touch this guy's heartstrings. In addition to his precious son, there was a female student, and after the female student died, The old friend seemed increasingly withdrawn.

His state today, not to mention unprecedented, is also rare among the rare.

"Someone dug my teacher's grave." The vice principal said slowly.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, Angers was dumbfounded, completely ignoring the wine glass that fell to the ground.

"You... what did you say?!"

"Well, that's not accurate enough." The vice-principal scratched his head and said again, "It should be said that he pried open the gate of my teacher's grave, but he stopped in front of the gate and only took away a handful of alchemy that was guarding the gate. appliance."

"It sounds like a righteous thief who knows the rules and is polite. Has he left you a letter to say hello?" Angers spread his hands.

"Don't make trouble, I'm not joking with you!" the vice principal said dissatisfied.

"Oh, then you continue." Anger shrugged indifferently.

"...I feel like you still think I'm joking with you."

"Nonsense, listen to what you are talking about. Someone robbed your teacher's tomb? Who is your teacher, the great alchemist of the secret party!"

"Uh, flattery is nothing but flattery, don't flatter and kill, you bastards even ransacked the Baidi City of the King of Bronze and Fire, and even slaughtered the king on the alchemy throne, no matter how awesome my teacher is, Not as great as His Majesty Norton."

Hearing this statement, Angers was taken aback for a moment, rubbed the stubble on his chin thoughtfully and said, "It sounds like this is the reason..."

"Right!" The vice principal spread his hands. In order to prove that he was not lying, this guy did not hesitate to blackmail a teacher who had been dead for hundreds of years.

"Well, even if you didn't lie, why don't you rush to re-install the door to your teacher's tomb, why come to me?" Angers asked doubtfully.

The vice principal said unhappily: "What's the point of installing a door? People have locked their positions. What door can block the current technology?"

"Then...relocate the grave?" Angers suggested.

"I don't want to personally experience the alchemy array arranged by my teacher." The vice principal shook his head decisively.

"Then what exactly do you mean?"

"Look for someone! Dig out that bad guy who dug up my teacher's grave!" the vice-principal said viciously.

"Good idea! Then where can I find it?" Angers said helplessly, "By the way, where is your teacher's grave?"

"...near the college."

"Oh, learn... what are you talking about? Near the college?!" Anger's eyes widened suddenly.

The vice-principal sighed: "Didn't you ask me why I stayed in the school? Part of the reason is to guard the grave of my teacher. Not only my teacher, but also my teacher's teacher, the teacher's teacher's teacher... are all in that grave." Oh, of course, all that's left of it from a few generations ago is the Clothes Tomb."

"Is it convenient to disclose the specific location?"

"Remember that goblin lake? It's at the bottom."

"You suspect that you are a student of the academy?"

"There is no need to doubt it, it must be!" the vice principal said firmly.

"Okay...I'll let Schneider check to see if any students have gone out near the goblin lake in the past few days." Angers smiled wryly.

The vice-principal suddenly said viciously: "You old boy, don't let me guard you! Don't blame me for not reminding you, there is an alchemy circle arranged by my teacher when he was alive, and I am not sure that I can break it perfectly by myself! "

Anger said guiltily: "How could I steal the tomb of the seniors of the secret party? You think too much."

"It's best like this." The vice principal snorted coldly, and suddenly said abruptly, "There is nothing good in that grave, and all the good things are with me, do you think I will let these good things be buried in the tomb with dust? "

Angers expressed regret: "This is so, what a pity."

"You motherfucker still wants to steal my teacher's grave!" The vice principal was anxious on the spot.

"Calm down!" Anger quickly filled the vice-principal's glass, "Drink!"

"But why did some students suddenly pry your teacher's grave?" Anger asked curiously.

"How do I know that nothing has happened in the past 100 years. Who knows that I received an early warning a few days ago. I ran over to have a look. I don't know which bastard opened the 'gate' of the tomb and took a handful of the tomb. Alchemy items." The vice-principal raised his glass angrily.

"Alchemy items?" Angers poured wine for his old friend intimately.

"To be precise, it is a semi-disabled product. Have you heard of the legend of King Arthur?"

"King Arthur? Of course!"

"It is said that King Arthur obtained a sword that cuts iron like mud from the lake of goblins, and it is that one."

"Oh! The King's Sword, such a powerful thing is just a disabled product?"

"The 'spirit' of the sword has disappeared, and the important core has been damaged. It can't be retrieved, of course it's a disabled product." The vice-principal shrugged and drank it down again.

"Well, it's such a pity." Ange sighed, and poured another bottle of wine for his old friend, "It's such a good night, would you mind revealing to me some little secrets of your Flamel faction? ?”

Few people know that Kassel College also has a Department of Alchemy Principles, which is different from the "talented" Equipment Department. This department has only one member, and that is the students' dear Vice President.

In the secret party, the mentor Flamel of all generations is the chief alchemist of the secret party. If the mentor Flamel said that he only knew a little about alchemy, then other alchemy masters would have to kneel down and say what alchemy is The little one never knew.

The vice-principal narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "I'm in a good mood today, let me tell you a little bit."

"Wait, your teacher's tomb was almost stolen, are you in a good mood?"

Knowing that he shouldn't interrupt his old friend at this time, Anger still couldn't help being shocked by this prodigal "respecting the teacher".

"Tsk, what do you know." The vice-principal curled his lips, "The old guy was able to hit hard when he forced me to learn alchemy."

Angers was speechless, he really was a pair of virtuous teachers and apprentices.

The vice-principal said lazily, "You should know something about the name Nicholas Flamel, right?"

"Of course, just skip the basic part." Anger nodded.

The people of the Flamel family can be traced back to the mysterious Nicholas Flamel in the history of alchemy.

He was born in 1330 and claimed to have died in 1427, but his tomb was later dug up and found to be empty.

He worked as a scribe in Paris for most of his life, and thus had access to various ancient documents, including alchemical documents. At that time, printing was not popular in Europe, and the reproduction of ancient books was mainly by copying.

One day, Nicholas Flamel got an ancient book called "The Book of Jewish Abraham".With the knowledge of alchemy learned from other ancient books, he deciphered the secret of that book and opened the door of ancient alchemy. From then on, element conversion was easy for him. He became rich overnight and built fourteen hospitals and hospitals in Paris. church.

Many years later, when people opened the basement of the church he built, they found that mysterious symbols were written from the ground to the roof. Those powerful symbols were like trapped dragons and snakes, and no one could interpret them. Newton once tried to His books have been translated into English.

In the history of alchemy academia, Nicholas Flamel is recognized as the last master who opened the door of alchemy.

It is generally believed that he has refined the legendary elixir and is still alive in this world. For centuries, he has been seen haunting the streets of Paris.

According to the history recorded by the secret party, the first mentor Nicholas Flamel joined the secret party in the early 15th century. He lived a long life but was not immortal. His successors were all named Nicholas Flamel This thread has been passed down to this day.

The past generations of Flamel mentors did not share the secrets of alchemy with the secret party, because they were worried that alchemy would be abused in places that have nothing to do with the fate of mankind, but they have kept their promises for many years and supported secrets behind their backs. Party, against the Dragon Clan.

Therefore, it should be said that the Flamel family is an ally of the secret party rather than a member.

The mentors of Flamel in the past have always been highly respected, but I don't know why there are some problems in this generation's inheritance. It is such a "filial" waste who inherited the mantle of the former teacher, but his performance in alchemy is not the same as that of dragons. The purity of blood is still worthy of the great name of Flamel.

Anger doesn't know the concentration of this guy's bloodline, but he knows that this guy's bloodline is definitely higher than his own!

His word spirit is [Discipline], a powerful word spirit with number 106 in the word spirit sequence list!
With the huge alchemy matrix built underground in the academy, he can suppress everyone in the school!

Among the people that Angers knew well, only an old guy from Tokyo could overwhelm the vice-principal with the ability to speak.

The vice-principal sorted out his thoughts and began to introduce Angers to his great mentorship.

"In the Patriarch's Handbook left by my teacher, it is recorded that my ancestors accidentally obtained an ancient book that records the truth of the world. This mysterious document is called "The Book of Jewish Abraham". He spent 21 years Prepared to read the book, and finally managed to interpret most of the book word for word with the help of a Hebrew scholar."

"It can be said that it is this book that established the current status of Flamel's line."

The vice-principal snatched the entire bottle of whiskey from Angers' hand.

"What exactly is recorded in that book?" Angers asked.

"I haven't seen it, but it is recorded in the Patriarch's Handbook-it has 7 groups of 3 pages, including the front page, and the seventh page of each group has no text, but in the first group On the seventh page of the book, there is a drawing of a wand being swallowed by a giant snake." His Excellency the vice principal blew on the bottle boldly.

"Giant snake?" Angers raised his eyebrows, "Is that the Uroboros you mentioned?"

"Not sure, but that's what my teacher said. He thinks that book is a revelation left by Uroboros, the king of magic."

"Apocalypse? Your teacher thinks Uroboros is a god?"

"Alchemy and speech are the ultimate power of the dragon clan. Those who master the ultimate alchemy are naturally gods."

"Ouroboros is the Dragon King?" Angers wondered, "Wait, isn't Uroboros, the king of magic, the king of bronze and fire?"

In the field of alchemy, Ouroboros symbolizes the unity and eternity of the universe, and also represents cycle, immortality and restart.

Alchemists worship it as the king of magic, and in the world of dragons, it is the king of bronze and fire who masters the ultimate alchemy. Angers has every reason to suspect that the two are actually the same person.

The vice principal put down the wine bottle, touched the nose of the wine trough, and remained silent for a while before saying:
"Norma, get out of this room and leave the two of us alone for a while."

"What's the time?"

"Half an hour."

"Understand that 30 minutes from now, the principal's office will be out of my surveillance range."

After Norma finished speaking, all the equipment stopped working, including the cameras and recording equipment placed in hidden locations were all locked.

Angers frowned and said, "Is this necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary. What I want to tell you next is the top secret discovered and preserved by Flamel's lineage, which has not been disclosed to outsiders." What cannot be saved in the system and hard disk can only be saved here."

Angers was flattered and said, "I am No.1 in history?"

"Yes, you are the first one. No one in the secret party has been recognized by Flamel in the past, you are an exception." The vice-principal shrugged, "Do you feel my preference for you?"

"I feel it, it's so deep in love." Angers said with emotion, got up and took out another bottle of whiskey that had been treasured for a long time from the wine cabinet.

Seeing the whiskey in Angers hands, the vice-principal's eyes were straightened, and he cursed: "Damn it, I remember you said that you had already finished drinking this stuff!"

Ange raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't care about such details, such a night deserves a drink!"

The vice-principal was cursing, and it wasn't until he drank his first glass of wine that he let out a breath and finally sorted out his thoughts.

At this moment, the principal's office is independent from the campus, and even the smart lights have been turned off, leaving only an old-fashioned candle lamp.

Tree shadows swayed on the high windows, and the candlelight was quiet and dark, making it look like the depths of an ancient church.

The vice-principal spoke in a low and grim voice about the "truth" that Flamel's lineage had hidden for hundreds of years.

"First of all, I want to tell you that in the 'divine revelation' received by my ancestor, the first generation of Flamel, the great king of magic, Uroboros, was earlier than the king of bronze and fire. King of Alchemy!"

　From the excavation of Flamel to Ouroboros, they are all two-set content, not a single line, and are connected in series with the previous pits

　　
　
(End of this chapter)