Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Chapter 80 Azrael·Angel of Death (4N, first order please!!)

"May I ask, is this your special ability?"

Jiang Shouyun looked at the conductor and asked with interest: "The effect is to reduce his own sense of existence?"

"Yes, my speaking spirit is a 'ghost'." The conductor said with a smile, "Graduate of Kassel College in 1998, Department of History."

Jiang Shouyun and Chu Zihang looked at each other and saw the curiosity in each other's eyes.

Chu Zihang was still a little excited about meeting similar people and entering the real world.

What class is that man?

Will he be S-class?

I feel that although he is not as good as Jiang Shouyun, his powerful ability to stop time should be barely worthy of S-level, right?

And Jiang Shouyun thought of the invisible hybrid that he had killed.

It feels like the two abilities are somewhat similar, but the actual effects are completely different, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

"Hey! Hey! Don't ignore me!"

Fingel waved his arms dissatisfied and complained: "Even serfs have dignity, okay?"

"Fingel, if you don't get enough grades to successfully graduate, you will probably become the first F-level student in history."

The conductor took the magnetic tickets from Fingel and Chu Zihang and passed them through the card verification machine. The green light turned on and a beep sounded.

"The principal and the others shouldn't be so cruel, right?" Finger suddenly looked embarrassed, "I'm already at level E, can I still break the lower limit and change from a serf who cultivates the land to a mule who digs the land?"

"Keep up the good work, I look forward to hearing the news that you will become an F-class."

The conductor joked, taking Jiang Shouyun's magnetic card ticket and swiping it through the card machine.

Beep~beep~

After the green light turned on, a cheerful music played from the card machine.

"It's indeed S-class."

The conductor's green eyes lit up, he turned to look at Jiang Shouyun and said with a smile: "I saw Fingel's post, and I couldn't believe it. Now I'm sure it's true."

Post?

Jiang Shouyun frowned slightly and was about to ask, but was interrupted by the good-for-nothing senior brother.

"Ah ah ah, let's go in quickly, Professor Manstein is waiting impatiently!" As he said this, Fingel hurriedly pushed the two of them.

The conductor gave him a meaningful look, and Fingel clasped his hands behind them, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Please get on the bus first, it won't take long to stop."

The conductor didn't expose it, but took the three people to the platform.

Outside the sliding door, a familiar figure stood.

"What's taking you so long? You're not in trouble, are you?"

"No." Jiang Shouyun said honestly, "Senior Brother Fingel was not found at first."

Hearing this, Manstein glanced at Fingel angrily.

"There is a saying in our country: the one who is close to the black is the black."

He brought the three of them into the train and warned: "Stay away from Fingel in the future, I'm afraid he will teach you bad things."

"Isn't there someone who is close to Zhu Zhechi?" Fingel muttered dissatisfiedly.

The carriage is in an elegant European style, with the walls decorated with Victorian-style patterned wallpaper, the portholes wrapped in solid wood, and the dark green leather sofas embroidered with gold thread. There is no detail that is not exquisite.

I have to admit that these all reveal the strength of Kassel College, which is at least more impressive than those top universities.

"Put on these clothes first."

Manstein handed two bags of clothes to Jiang Shouyun and Chu Zihang and explained: "This is the uniform of Kassel College. The special material not only automatically fits the body, but also has a certain bulletproof effect."

Fingel complained: "The Equipment Department is reliable in everything except making equipment."

Hearing this, Jiang Shouyun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"School uniform...bulletproof?"

He curiously opened the bag of clothes and touched the fabric material of the clothes. It did feel that it had good toughness and elasticity.

Opening the cuffs, I also saw the name embroidered with dark green silk thread.

——Azrael·S·Jiang.

"Azrael." Chu Zihang translated softly, "Angel of Death?"

"It can also be translated as the God of Death."

Manstein added, and then explained to Jiang Shouyun: "This is the name given by the principal. If you don't like it, just..."

"It's okay." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Shouyun shook his head, stroked the silk embroidery and chuckled, "It feels pretty good."

Azrael, he has used this English name before, and it seems that the other party has even found out this.

Immediately, Jiang Shouyun seemed to remember something.

He looked up at Manstein and asked tentatively: "Should there be no charge for this outfit?"

Fingel raised his eyebrows in surprise.

So that’s the case, no wonder I couldn’t even pull out some wool just now.

This S-class is obviously super powerful but extremely frugal?

"No charge." Manstein smiled helplessly, "If you join the execution department, you can get more functions..."

At this point, he realized something and suddenly swallowed the rest of his words.

Chu Zihang noticed this keenly.

Executive department?

It should be the department that performs tasks, right?

Will the executive department have information about that man?

He now desperately wanted to know more about men.

Jiang Shouyun didn't pay too much attention, and went to the cubicle to change clothes with satisfaction.

After they came out, Manstein looked at the two of them and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good. Grooming is also the responsibility of me, the disciplinary committee member."

Fingel curled his lips sourly and muttered in a low voice: "Just be equal to me."

This outfit is indeed very nice. Although it is a school uniform, there is nothing cheap about it.

Jiang Shouyun, who had never cared about the comfort of his clothes and only wanted to cover his body, started to like this outfit.

A white shirt, a dark green suit with thin silver edges, a dark rose red scarf, and the Kassel College World Tree emblem embroidered on the chest pocket.

Jiang Shouyun's unique temperament was highlighted. He transformed from a boy next door to a gentle, rich and handsome person. It felt as if his whole person had become "upper-class" in an instant.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Fingel who had finished picking his nostrils and buttocks, and the thought that had just arisen in his mind suddenly dissipated.

Well, it would be difficult for a "low-class" person to become "high-class" if he puts on these clothes.

"Sit down first." Manstein withdrew his gaze, took out two documents and said, "As long as you sign this confidentiality agreement, I can provide you with entrance counseling."

Jiang Shouyun took the document and was stunned for a moment after opening it.

"Why is it written in Latin mixed with English?"

But he recognized a word in it that appeared in the Bible.

The Bible talks about seven different covenants, namely the Abrahamic Covenant, the Palestinian Covenant, the Mosaic Covenant, the Davidic Covenant, the Adamic Covenant, the Noahic Covenant, and the New Covenant.

And this so-called confidentiality agreement...

"Abraham Indenture." Chu Zihang whispered, "Abraham Contract?"

Just as the two of them lowered their heads to think, Fingel moved out a huge painting that was obscured by a canvas.

As if he smelled something, Jiang Shouyun suddenly raised his head and looked at the painting, his brows furrowed tightly.

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