Redemption from Douluo

"Did you bring that thing back?" The old cowboy lit a Cuban cigar and handed one to Angers.

"Well, it's currently being stored in the ice cellar. We'll take the next step when everyone arrives." Angers exhaled a long line of white smoke and looked at the sky illuminated by white light outside the house. "Let's lift the 'commandment'."

The night watchman's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at Angers in disbelief.He suddenly sat up straight, put down the bottle, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Are you serious?"

"It's time for the young people to get some exercise. The Dragon King is about to wake up and it's time for them to get some experience." Ange said calmly as he looked out the window with bright eyes.

"Yan Ling is the devil in the bottle. If you let it out easily, although you can gain power, it may not be a good thing. Are they really ready?"

"We were not prepared back then. People with dragon blood are using the power of the devil to fight against the devil. How long can this world be sustained by you and me? We need young people to succeed us. In our era The old man should be lost in the long river of time."

Ange rarely showed a tired look. He had always shown his determination, but such a look had never appeared on his face. Even a few years ago, when he beheaded a dragon, his body was covered with scars. , exhausted physically.Tiredness never showed on his face.

It seems that Angers is really old. He refuses to admit defeat and has to admit the greatness of time.

The night watchman was silent for a long time: "I agree with you for the time being, remember to take care of your students. Especially Caesar, I hope he will not provoke that kid for no good reason, otherwise Caesar will be shocked to the point of being autistic. I don't want to hear that. The Gattuso family kept nagging me."

He stood up and came to a candlelight.

It was a burning candle. No one remembers how long this candle burned, ten years, twenty years.Even longer.

No one would have thought that this candle was an important alchemy tool placed in the center of the academy by the night watchman to control the scope of the commandments.As long as this candle is extinguished, the discipline surrounding the entire academy will fade away.

At this time, a phone call came in.

He straightened his fat body and picked up the phone.

"Which one?"

"Dad." The person on the other end of the phone was a little nervous.

"Oh, good evening, my son Manstein! Is your cold better? I miss you very much!" The night watchman's words seemed to be perfunctory to the child.It was like nodding to each other between strangers who had met each other once.

Neither strange nor close.

"Dad, I got better from a cold three weeks ago, and a cold will recover naturally within two weeks even if you don't take medicine." Manstein sighed helplessly.

He is the son of a night watchman, but the relationship between the two is somewhat estranged. There is no friendly and harmonious relationship between father and son like in ordinary society.Even though he is nearly 560 years old, Manstein is still full of fear and respect in front of his father.

After chatting with the night watchman for a while, Manstein got to the point directly.

"I just want to... could you please temporarily release the 'commandments'? This is the joint request of Professor Schneider from the Executive Department and me."

The phone fell silent.The night watchman looked at the ceiling and remained silent for a long time.

"I know this is overstepping my authority, and I'm sorry to disturb you from watching the movie." Manstein waited for a long time, and when there was no sound on the other end of the phone, he already had the answer in his heart.

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, the gentle voice of the night watchman suddenly came from the other end.

"How could I refuse a child's request to his father? Although it is a bit overstepping his authority, I think Principal Angers will accept it." The night watchman glanced at Angers, who was silent on the side. "Just think of it as my birthday gift to you. I'm a good father who broke school rules for the sake of my dear son!" he said confidently.

Click it.

The phone was hung up, and Manstein looked confused.

"You really make excuses for yourself. Have you ever given a gift to that child on his birthday?" Ange blew out the smoke helplessly.

The night watchman smiled and did not answer. He bent slightly and blew lightly on the burning candle.Extinguished the candle that had been burning for a long time.

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"The commandment has been lifted?"

At the same time, all the hybrids in the academy felt that the power that had been suppressing their bodies suddenly disappeared at this moment.

There is only one possibility for such a situation. The Night Watchman has lifted the 'commandments', or the opponent is very strong and needs the spirit of speech to be able to deal with the enemy. Either way is a bad result. Being able to use the spirit of speech means that the opponent can also use it. use.

When both sides do not know the information, although they have the advantage in numbers, it is not impossible if the other party relies on the advantage of the word spirit to defeat them one by one.

From the gap between the Hall of Valor and the Rhine Hall, a wisp of misty black smoke sprang out and brushed past the execution department personnel who came to search.But he didn't notice it at all and let the black smoke drift away into the distance.

Library control room.

Manstein was on the sofa with his eyes closed, and he was ordering his "snake" to search for traces of rats throughout the campus. The "snake"'s strength is in searching for metals, and searching for people takes more time.

When the "snake" is released, the body will fall into an extremely weak state, and even a slight injury may cause fatal injuries.

Guderian stood next to Schneider, staring closely at the campus map on the screen with him. Light spots were densely stationed in various areas, and there was only one building where there were no light spots.

This is the library below them.

Inside the library is the central host control room, where there is artificial intelligence and Norma's protection.At the same time, her self-defense system is the most powerful in the entire campus. As long as she senses danger, she can charge the entire metal channel with hundreds of thousands of volts of high-voltage electricity, making it impossible for intruders to come back.

For the artificial intelligence in the academy's control center, he is full of information.So Schneider didn't let anyone defend here.

But he never thought about the principle of darkness under the lamp. The more impossible things are, they will definitely happen.

No. 13, who had previously left the team, held a black magnetic card and walked slowly into the central host control room on the basement floor of the library.

This is also the entrance to the ice cellar, one of the passages leading to the academy's precious items.

No. 13 followed the route drawn by the captain and came to the sign at the front entrance. After he skillfully cut off the camera power cord, he approached the metal gate ahead marked with the central host control room.

With the black card in his hand, he swiped it into the access card slot.

After a "beep" sound, only the sound of slow, mechanical operation was heard from the metal door. The twelve wrist-thick lock bolts slowly retracted, and the door, which was twenty centimeters thick, opened with a bang.

The gate passed.

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