Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

"It's actually A-level?" Fingel looked at Chu Zihang who jumped onto the train neatly, with a surprised expression on his face.

"What is A-level?" Lu Mingfei, who was standing next to him, put his backpack on his chest with a puzzled expression on his face, like a wombat hugging a tree stump.

"Junior brother, we are an aristocratic school, so we naturally believe in the aristocratic system, just like the fifth-class knighthood in the UK. Our school has also inherited this damn feudal dross. People of high class have all the power in the school and can even enjoy the kitchen at night. He works overtime for midnight snacks, while those of lower class, like serfs, have to eat whatever is given in the canteen, as long as they don't starve to death," Fingel said through gritted teeth.

"Then Senior Brother Chu's A-level is not a master of human beings?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but be startled after hearing Fingel's words.

"Except for Junior Long Kui who introduced you here, Class A is indeed the ceiling of the academy." Fingel looked at Chu Zihang whose back was gradually disappearing and nodded.

"What class is Long Kui?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"He is at the top of the entire academy hierarchy." Fingel shrugged and explained:
"If A-level is equivalent to a duke in the academy, then your junior brother Long Kui's S-level is equivalent to a king in the entire academy."

"So fierce?" Lu Mingfei blinked, but soon he remembered the thirteen stars he saw above his head, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Indeed, it is not surprising that a thirteen-star super monster card is treated so well.

If he were the principal of the college, he would offer Long Kui as an offering to a god.

This is simply a tyrannosaurus in human skin.

"Are there any other S-class students in the academy?" Lu Mingfei took out his ticket from his bag and swiped it toward the card machine handed over by the conductor as he asked.

"If you only count the students, he is the only S-level, but if you count the teachers and staff, there are two S-levels in the entire college, the principal and the vice-principal." The conductor raised his finger and shook his head.

"Beep!" Lu Mingfei crossed the ticket, and after the green light turned on, there was a bright mechanical sound.

"Huh? He's actually a prep student?" The conductor glanced at the ordinary-looking boy in front of him in surprise.

"Preparatory student?" Fingel was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Mingfei.

"Preparatory student...is there any problem?" Feeling the strange looks from the other two people, Lu Mingfei lowered his head and asked uncomfortably:
"Are there no preppy students in previous years?"

"That's not true. As an international college, it's normal for us to have a few preparatory students." Fingel shook his head, then looked directly at Lu Mingfei in front of him, and said calmly:
"But they are all preparatory students who first studied a semester elsewhere and then transferred to this school to study directly. This is the first case of yours."

After Lu Mingfei heard the other party's explanation, the expression on his face couldn't help but be stunned:
"Have there been no preparatory students who have entered Kassel College's main school before?"

"No, that's why we showed surprise just now." The conductor shook his head:

"The preparatory student who came last time practiced alone in the Navy SEALs for a year and a half, and finally became a full-time student in this academy to continue his studies."

SEALs?
After Lu Mingfei heard this word, his brain couldn't help but shut down for a moment. What kind of school would send students to the special forces to train?
He thought for a while and finally resisted the urge to ask. Fingel and the conductor didn't explain.

Then Lu Mingfei, led by Fingel, walked onto the platform. The dark high-speed train stopped on the rails. The silver-white vine lines expanded to both sides of the car like flames. The two of them stepped directly onto the gorgeous locomotive. Went straight in.

When Lu Mingfei and Fingel entered the carriage, they found that in addition to Chu Zihang who was sitting in his seat, there was another person sitting opposite him.

When Lu Mingfei saw the man's appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He had met the other party in the refuge villa that Long Kui had prepared for him.

"Finally everyone is here. Let me introduce myself. My name is Toyama Masashi, a psychological counseling teacher at Kassel College. I am very happy to provide admission counseling to you two on this CC1000 train."

I saw the middle-aged man wearing a white medical coat with "I am Japanese" written all over his face, sitting on the single-seater sofa behind the coffee table opposite and looking at him with a smile that is unique to men of this age. Steady charm.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the gentle man sitting opposite Chu Zihang, smiling at him, and his whole body couldn't help but shudder.

He has not forgotten the way the other party hypnotized him.

"It seems that I was mistaken before. Judging from your reaction when you saw me just now, you are indeed not an ordinary person." Masashi Toyama looked at Lu Mingfei standing in the aisle, pointed to the seat opposite, and gestured Said with a smile.

"Um...is it so obvious?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head in embarrassment and sat next to Chu Zihang.

"When you saw me just now, your pupils shrank unconsciously for a moment, which shows that you were surprised to see me. No one would be surprised by a stranger. The fact that you can do this shows that you are very fond of me." The face has an impression.”

Masashi Toyama picked up the teapot on the table, poured two cups of black tea, and gently pushed it to the two boys opposite. Then he looked at Lu Mingfei and said with a smile:

"And we have only met in that villa before. Before I left, I used hypnosis on you to make you forget me. But judging from your behavior just now, it seems that my speech spirit has failed."

Professor Toyama Masashi gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

After Lu Mingfei heard the other party take off his underwear in a few words, he couldn't help but hang his head in anger.

Chu Zihang on the side was still sitting upright in his seat, as if he was not here to participate in entrance counseling, but to practice meditation.

"Fingel, since everyone is here, go and get those two clothes from the storage compartment." Professor Masashi Toyama turned to look at the man who looked like a golden gorilla to the side and said with a smile.

"Okay!" Fingel showed an extremely flattering expression to Professor Toyama Masashi, responded, turned around, twisted his butt, and ran to the storage compartment at the back.

"Professor seems to have a high prestige in the school." Chu Zihang, who was silent at first, couldn't help but speak slowly after watching Fingel leave. His tone was as calm as a frozen lake in winter. A hint of emotion.

"I'm just an ordinary psychology teacher. Being able to direct Fingel is just a rare accident. After all, he took my class this semester. As the only person in the entire college who has studied abroad for seven years, I think his desire to graduate should be It’s still quite strong.”

Professor Masashi Toyama sat in his seat, elegantly picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip and said calmly.

"Ah? Does Kassel College have a master's and doctoral degree program?" After hearing what the other party said, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but blinked, with a strange expression on his face.

"No, we have a normal four-year graduation system like other universities." Professor Masashi Toyama replied. "Then why did Brother Fingel study for seven years?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask.

"Because he has never been able to get the grade points for graduation, and our college is very humane and generally does not expel students unless he has made an unforgivable principled mistake, so Fingel has been repeating the grade for three years." Toyama Professor Masashi smiled lightly:
"But it's a good thing that he has always been free, otherwise it would be really difficult to find someone to come and take care of you. It's still some time before school starts, and most of the employees are on vacation."

After listening, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of himself.

My final fate won't be the same as this old senior who has repeated the grade for seven years, right?

He couldn't help but secretly glance at Chu Zihang sitting next to him, and found that the other person's face was still calm and calm, without any fluctuation.

Lu Mingfei sighed in his heart. He was indeed the academic god of Shilan Middle School and would not consider repeating a grade because of failing a class.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a piece of paper suddenly slid onto the table in front of him.

Then Professor Masashi Toyama’s gentle voice came from the other side:

"Before explaining the situation, I hope you two can sign this confidentiality agreement."

Masashi Toyama pushed the two documents in his hands in front of Lu and Chu:
"The general content of the agreement is that if you two refuse to enroll or are not qualified for admission, you cannot leak the content of our admission counseling. Remember, this is very important and related to the foundation of our school."

"Do I need to sign a confidentiality agreement to receive admission counseling?" Lu Mingfei picked up the paper on the table and turned it over with a strange look on his face. He found that the content of the agreement had been thoughtfully translated into Chinese.

Abraham's blood contract? what does this mean?
But even though he knew these six words, Lu Mingfei was still confused when they were put together.

While he was still reading the contents of the agreement trying to understand it, Chu Zihang, who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, picked up the pen on the table without any hesitation, and then wrote his name on the final signature page smoothly.

"There's no need to hesitate. Didn't you think it over thoroughly before coming here?"

A cold word suddenly reached his ears.

After Lu Mingfei heard these words, he couldn't help but be shocked, and then the expression on his face became relieved.

Yes, didn’t you think about it carefully when you came? He was almost at the end. Why was he still hesitating?
After thinking about it, Lu Mingfei stopped reading and, like Chu Zihang, picked up the pen and paper in his hand and signed his name on the agreement.

"Very good, it seems that you have already understood." After seeing the two of them signing, Professor Masashi Toyama solemnly put away the document, and his expression changed from relaxed to serious.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang couldn't help but slow down their breathing. They also realized that it was time to reveal the mystery of Kassel College.

At this time, Fingel pushed a small cart and walked through the aisle at an even speed.

In addition to the two brand-new dark green school uniforms placed in plastic bags on the cart, there was also a cylindrical object covered by white cloth, sitting on a large round platform.

I saw Professor Toyama Masashi taking a small sip of black tea in the cup. His eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses looked directly at the two boys opposite and asked quietly:
"Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, do you... believe that dragons exist in this world?"

"Dragon?" After Lu Mingfei heard this word, he couldn't help but froze for a moment. Before he could react, Fingel, who was standing behind Professor Toyama Masashi like a bodyguard, grabbed the still unknown card. The white curtain of the cylindrical object was lifted instantly with a flick of the palm!
Lu Mingfei looked at what gradually appeared in his pupils, and his mouth couldn't help but open up, as if he had been struck by lightning.

If Professor Masashi Toyama stuffed an orange into his mouth at this moment, he probably wouldn't even notice.

The expression of Chu Zihang sitting next to him was not much better than his. Although his handsome face did not make such exaggerated movements, the pair of violently vibrating pupils showed that he was completely calm. Feeling helpless.

I saw a jar of transparent cylindrical thick test tubes sitting quietly on a large circular table.

It was filled with a light yellow formalin solution, and soaked in the solution was a yellow-white animal that looked like a lizard.

Its slender tail is curled up, like a fetus in the womb. The long whiskers around its mouth are slowly floating in the solution, and its eyes are closed, looking as peaceful as a baby.

If it weren't for the two wing membranes unfolding on the back of the thing, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei would have thought it was just some kind of ancient lizard specimen!

"What kind of specimen is this?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva from his throat, and asked with difficulty with a shocked expression.

"This is not a specimen. This is a red dragon cub, an authentic living body, but it is in a sleeping state. Dragons are difficult to kill, especially the noble second-generation species and the first-generation species. Even if you destroy their The body cannot destroy their souls, they will leave a cocoon of resurrection and wake up again.”

Professor Masashi Toyama said:

"So we were lucky enough to capture a live dragon hatchling."

"This...isn't really a plastic toy?" Lu Mingfei still didn't believe it, trying hard to clear his groggy mind.

"Look closer, look at its details, the texture of its scales. What kind of art can you carve such a perfect plastic product?" Masashi Toyama took the glass jar off the trolley and went straight to Lu Chu In front of the two of them.

Now the two of them were only separated from the red dragon cub by a layer of glass one centimeter thick. They were face to face with him, and each other's wing membranes and long beards were fluttering in the light yellow solution, like It is hovering in the cloud sky.

"Such realistic textures are impossible to carve with current human technology." Chu Zihang on the side couldn't help but speak, his voice trembled a little, and for the first time he made an emotional voice:

"Only nature or God could give birth to such a creature."

"It's perfect, isn't it?" Masashi Toyama admired.

"Perfect..." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but murmur softly.

Just as he was quietly staring at the nictitating membrane covering the dragon's eyes, suddenly, the red dragon cub soaked in the formalin solution suddenly opened its eyes!
The golden eyes were like a curtain of burning clouds slowly opening on the horizon, and the blazing temperature heated up violently in the entire glass jar!
It trembled convulsively from the beginning to the end, stretched out its neck that was quickly covered with fiery red dragon scales, and roared at Lu Mingfei, and then the hot dragon flames were ignited deep in its throat.

The next second, a violent pillar of fire burst straight out of the glass jar, bringing out a large amount of turbulent light yellow solution, and sprayed it directly towards the first living thing it saw when it opened its upper eyes!
Lu Mingfei felt the hot dragon's breath coming towards his face and was stunned.

(End of this chapter)