Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 50 Weapons
After Lu Mingfei left, it was almost evening.

The golden-red sunset sprinkled from the skylight, staining the freshly brewed hot tea in the bone china cup on the table.

New guests are also walking up the stairs.

An old man dressed as a cowboy, with a beer belly and a bottle of whiskey in his hand, sat across from Angers carelessly.

He reached out and drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, then poured his own whiskey.

Angers didn't say anything, knowing that the vice-principal was coming, he didn't prepare any good tea.

No matter how good the tea is in the mouth of the old cowboy, it is similar to sober tea.

"If it weren't for his performance last night, I really thought he was your illegitimate son, and I would have stuffed him in no matter what."

The old cowboy smiled.

"His performance in the academy in the past few months is not very bad."

Angers sighed.

"It's very good. Every day when you wake up and ring the bell, you can see him and the other kid walking around the academy together."

"But you know, we don't rely on marathons to slay dragons."

The old cowboy picked up the whiskey and "gurgled" into the bottle for a while, letting out a long and comfortable sigh.

"what about now?"

"Top fighter! Undoubtedly S rank! Wild cowboy!"

"It even makes me feel that the soul residing in his body is a dragon king!"

The old cowboy gasped in admiration.

"If he was really the Dragon King, he wouldn't have saved a woman who was pregnant with Deadpool."

Angers said softly, "Have the test results come out?"

"Come out in the morning! Guess what?"

The old cowboy sold off in broken Chinese.

"Since your Chinese is not that good, don't tell me this with a 'Beijing Film' accent."

Angers frowned.

"Well... that woman is fine, the kind who has nothing to do, she is a normal woman at all."

The old cowboy spread his hands.

"normal?"

"That's right, if her uterus was not still in a swollen state, I would suspect that kid was making up a story."

"There is no trace of special dragon cells in her body. According to the records left by the bastard doctor, it is assumed——

Even if the dead waiter in this woman's stomach didn't tear her apart and give birth normally, she would go mad and die later due to the contamination of dragon blood and alchemy drugs. "

said the old cowboy, keeping his eyes on Angers who sat opposite.

"Do you want to say... his speech?"

Angers read the thoughts of his old friend.

"You didn't take the initiative to ask him about his speech? You are the principal!"

The old cowboy was a little dissatisfied, "Besides Yanling, I can't think of any other power that can completely take out an aggressive deadpool fetus while ensuring the safety of the mother's body."

"He said that he is still not sure about his speech... Forget it."

"Let's talk about those dark alchemies. Did you find anything in it?"

Angers shook his head, not wanting to dwell on this topic any further.

"No, these belong to the alchemy used by the ancient dragons to create soldiers and slaves. These techniques are quite valuable to villains who want to destroy the world."

"But I'm just an alchemist. Unless you want me to turn the lovely students into that kind of thing, I suggest you destroy these alchemy things immediately."

Vice-Chancellor Nicholas Flamel said.

"It has been notified. All things related to these alchemy items will be completely burned to ashes."

"Frost Gattuso of the school board is interested in them."

Angers said.

"Hehe, that preoccupied old man must seize the time to vigorously implement that plan now."

The vice-principal showed a gloating expression, "The sudden emergence of two tough little guys is enough to let him know that Caesar Gattuso is not the only one with talent in Kassel Academy."

"On the [-]th of next month, there will be an auction in Chicago. I plan to take Lu Mingfei there and meet old friends along the way."

Angers said.

"Are you determined to promote him to the whole world as Kassel's 'trump card'?"

"Why not? Don't forget, The One, Elite."

"He's shown what he's got - precision, efficiency, fearlessness."

"And it's time for Kassel to show his 'arms'. Since the shadow of Greenland. The members of the secret party have been very uneasy."

Ange said lightly.

"Of course, there's also the 'Emperor'... These guys with unknown origins have finally surfaced."

After realizing it, he patted his head lightly.

"But Lu Mingfei is still a 16-year-old underage child... But judging from his current performance, he is more like a devout and fanatical second-school believer who clamors for purification all day long."

The vice-principal raised an eyebrow.

"Regardless of age and personality, every hybrid who enters Kassel Academy and even the secret party must be prepared to face the Dragon King."

"That's why Kassel was founded."

"Okay...you are indeed right."

Sighing, he poured out the tea in Angers' cup and replaced it with the last whiskey in the bottle.

"Let's toast then."

Angers held up the bone china cup:

"What do you respect?"

"Weapon? Myself? Revenant? When I drink alone, I rarely think about things like toast words."

"Respect man," said Angers, "the man who avenges and the man who ends everything."

The two clinked glasses and drank it all in one go.

(End of this chapter)