Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 67 Warrior
"reason."

Lu Mingfei looked directly at Ange.

"Gloria."

Anger put the last page of documents in front of Lu Mingfei.

"The information provided by Henkel stated that she went to Japan in 2003. During that time, due to the accident in Greenland, the personnel in the executive department were severely damaged, and they were unable to take care of too much."

"This includes the loosening of controls at the Japanese division."

"Since she is serving the 'Emperor', I have reason to suspect that she is secretly planning something in Japan while she is recovering from the executive department of the academy—of course, all of this needs to be checked with the Japanese branch. "

"Then I'll wait for you to check and confirm. I don't want to waste time running over."

"My club until now... still only has three people."

When mentioning his club, Lu Mingfei's tone was a little downcast.

Why does no one want to join their own society?
The only one who took the initiative to join was Fingel who wanted revenge.

He took a fancy to Caesar Gattuso's appearance and temperament, but the other party is busy expanding his influence in the club of the student union to compete for the chairman, so he probably won't come to him.

"..."

Angers was silent, you can't say to your face that your club name "Lamenting Angel" is too fancy...

Although the paintings in the Black Moon Pavilion are quite artistic.

"In the future, I will allow the video of you splitting the armored vehicle to be posted on the forum as a new recruiting advertisement for the gang."

Angers said.

"Can this recruit new people?"

Lu Mingfei was a little suspicious.

"Maybe it will be a good thing, maybe someone will stand up and wave the flag of Black Sail, and be the first to set foot on the land of Troy, even if he will die according to the oracle."

Angers suddenly read a prophecy from the ancient Greek epic "Iliad".

"My life is not up to false gods to decide."

Lu Mingfei dismissed the prophecy.

"I'm just quotes..."

Angers smiled helplessly, "But you should get ready to go to Japan. I have a hunch that there will be something amazing waiting for you there."

"Alien? Then I want to see and see."

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up.

……

"Invincible!The strongest Kassel Academy was born today! "

At 05:30 in the morning, an eye-catching post with a red mark reached the top of the night watchman forum - the ID of the poster was "night watchman".

The fact that the vice-principal posted a post in person should have attracted attention, but the title was so dazzling that many students who had been surfing so far didn't even notice the person who posted it when they clicked on it.

But then, the video attached to the post made them stare.

The total length of the video is 26 seconds. One minute after the post was sent, the reply floor has been captured by crazy question marks.

"Is it such an exaggeration to split the armored vehicle with a sword!"

"There are still masters in the academy?"

"Who will calculate how much force is needed to split the armored vehicle head-on, and how much force should be applied to separate the remaining power of the armored vehicle to the two sides instead of knocking people into the air..."

The students who saw this post hurriedly woke up their sleeping roommates, and then the roommates notified the brothers and bosses of the club...

Soon, the entire Kassel Academy was completely boiling.

"Now the children are under a lot of pressure. When they woke up, there was another monster on their equal footing..."

The bell tower of the chapel was still shrouded in darkness. The vice-principal laughed loudly in front of the computer screen, grabbed the bottle of single malt whiskey next to him and poured it into his mouth.

It was a scruffy loft with nothing but an unfolded bed, a single sofa, a computer desk and swivel chair, and a large bookshelf filled with DVDs of westerns.

Empty wine bottles and adult magazines were strewn everywhere.

Although the sunny side is all glass windows, it can provide good lighting-if it doesn't have huge posters full of low-cut girls on it.

This kind of garbage dump is not at all like the place where Nicholas Flamel, the vice principal of Kassel College and the world's top alchemist, lives.

"And then our monster is still worrying that his society has no fresh blood."

Angers was lying on the sofa—the cleanest and most comfortable place in the room.

"Tsk tsk, didn't he spend a lot of money on the alchemy weapon in his hand?"

"Well, 6000 million US dollars, counted in the account of the school board."

Angers didn't care.

"Ahem——! You are so generous, you spent 6000 million to buy a toy for your beloved student! That old Frost knows that he is going to sue you again!"

The vice-principal almost spit the whiskey out of his mouth.

"So I brought you toys too."

Angers threw a mahogany box over, the vice principal reached out to catch it and opened it, his eyes lit up:
"The alchemy domain construction book? Interesting, or the 'lightweight' functional domain... What, buy this and want me to give you a lighter pocket knife?"

The vice-principal grinned. He is indeed a master in this regard. He recognized the dragon inscription on the ancient sheepskin book at the first sight.

"Mingfei seems to be cooperating with the psychopaths in the equipment department to create a Gundam... see if it can be used on that thing."

Angers said.

"Damn it, I just said why did you suddenly come up with this stuff for me to study... Why do you spoil your illegitimate child and drag me into the water?"

The vice-principal muttered.

"He's a natural fighter and I'll do my best to support him with everything he needs - weapons, manpower, money..."

"But those costs are ultimately footed by the board of trustees."

The vice-principal reminded.

"Isn't it always been like this, they paid for it, and I was responsible for it." Angers grinned, "Get me a drink too, thank you."

"There are no cups, only bottles."

The vice principal fumbled under the table for a while, took out an unopened bottle of single malt whiskey and threw it over.

The old slut pulled out the cork, tilted his head back and drank half of it before exhaling freely, and continued:

"They are all politicians. Politicians always think of building a new world before the war is over, just like the United States and the former Soviet Union have already considered how to divide their spheres of influence in Europe before they conquered Berlin."

"It's the same at Henkel. Yesterday, a kid said in front of Mingfei and me, 'Let's become the new Dragon Clan'... His head was separated from his neck immediately."

"Rough enough, I like it."

"But Henkel didn't bother you? That's really troublesome."

The vice-principal praised him sincerely.

"It shouldn't be there yet, I'm not sure if there will be any in the future."

Anger shook his head, "Recently, I want Lu Mingfei to go to Japan."

"Go to Japan? Then there will be a good show!"

"Excuse me, is there someone in charge of the live broadcast? I have long since disliked those guys from the Japanese branch!"

The vice-principal came in high spirits and high spirits.

(End of this chapter)