Dragon Clan: Write a diary, why is it Shura Field every day?

Chapter 35 "I really want to know, what is your word spirit?"

There are more than a dozen security staff members at the main gate of Kassel College.

These are not ordinary people.

They were selected from students who graduated from Kassel College over the years.

Our school is a fortress made up of students, and these young people are the future that carries dreams and hopes. If this fortress is easily breached, the impact will undoubtedly be catastrophic, so we can never pay too much attention to its safety.

Not only does this place gather many outstanding talents, but the monitoring system also achieves full-range, no-dead-angle coverage.

It's absolutely impregnable.

But even so, there is still a last line of defense.

The Night Watchman of Kassel Academy - Nicolas Flamel.

His Word Spirit, Discipline, has the power to suppress all Word Spirits, and its effect extends throughout the entire academy.

This virtually eliminates all possibility of intrusion.

Unless it was an invasion by pure-blooded dragons, that would be a different situation.

"Do we really want to resort to this type of invasion?"

A man in a black cloak complained, holding a communication tool tightly in his hand.

Even shrouded in black, her figure is still eye-catching.

There is no way, that pair of slender legs is really unforgettable. "If you don't take this approach, can you come up with a better idea?"

"This is not an ordinary academy, this is simply a fortress!"

Of course, this school is far from being comparable to ordinary institutions.

This is Kassel College, an institution that has gone through hundreds of years of ups and downs, hidden in the dust of history, and has been fighting against the dragon clan.

"Hey! You guys! Have you finished planting the bomb?

"Why are you still taking your time here? What are you doing?
The captain's angry voice on the phone echoed in the air.

She might not be able to deal with the woman on the other end of the phone, but she was good enough to deal with these people.

These people, who came from all corners of the country and were hired for generous rewards, were not angry. Instead, they worked even harder to plant the bombs.

"Where were you just now?"

Caesar asked at the railing on the second floor.

"You don't look well." Nono said with concern.

Caesar did not answer and remained silent.

"Can't you see it?"

Nuonuo leaned on the railing and clearly saw Susie in a red dress talking to Ye Yang in the hall. "Of course, I was just chatting with the highest-ranking S+ level person in the history of the academy."

Caesar took a sip of his wine, his face showing no emotion.

Nuonuo raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled silently.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-!”

The waiter rang the bell.

Following the sound, the curtain at one end of the second floor slowly opened, revealing a fully equipped band.

All kinds of musical instruments are available, so even playing a few symphonies is no problem at all.

The musicians were dressed in black performance costumes, and behind them was a magnificent floor-to-ceiling window.

The moonlight spilled into the room, creating a stunning sight.

The lights around Amber Hall suddenly went out, leaving only the crystal chandelier in the center of the hall lit up.

The crowd automatically dispersed to both sides, leaving the space in the middle empty.

But Lu Mingfei and Finkel were still standing there, confused, not understanding what was going on.

The curved staircases on both sides appear particularly soft under the moonlight.

On the left, men in black suits walked steadily down.

On the right, girls wearing white silk gloves and elegant white dresses also walked down the stairs under the moonlight.

They eventually gathered in the center of the hall, forming pairs of figures.

Hand in hand, with their feet ready, they will begin their graceful dance as soon as the music starts.

The buffet feast has ended and it's time to dance.

"Gentlemen, it's time to dance," the waiter kindly reminded.

Lu Mingfei originally planned to leave quietly.

However, Finkel seemed to be under a spell. He grabbed him and uttered some imaginary words, inviting the ladies around him to dance with him.

He overestimated his own attractiveness.

No lady accepted his invitation.

This scene was undoubtedly extremely embarrassing.

At last,
Lu Mingfei had no choice but to become Finkel's dance partner.

The two danced awkwardly, looking out of place.

In the center of the hall, under the illumination of the crystal chandeliers, the ladies' skirts fluttered and their dancing was graceful, which was a pleasure to watch.

Those who did not participate in the dance sat quietly in their chairs, enjoying the beauty of this scene. Someone stood up, and the fiery red evening dress was particularly eye-catching in the relatively dim environment.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

She leaned over, the delicate skin on her chest was white and dazzling, her hands in black silk gloves stretched out to the outside, a gentle smile on her face.

"Together"

"President of Freshman Association"

The melody is melodious.

In the center of the dance floor, the ladies' skirts opened and closed, showing their agile and flexible dance moves when closed, and blooming like a huge white flower when closed.

In this contrast between black and white, a touch of bright red is quietly added, like a finishing touch, adding vitality to the entire scene.

I have to say, if she hadn't joined, this ball would have been a feast of group dance.

But now, it seems to have become her own stage, with others becoming her foil.

Isn’t that what happens on the stage?
Black and white costumes are always supporting roles, and only the most special ones can wear red or purple dance skirts and stand in the C position.

The key is that she is completely in control of the stage.

She turned sideways and lifted her evening gown, without affecting her dancing posture at all.

As she spun, the hem of her skirt fluttered and her long legs outlined a charming line.

Following the rhythm of the music and with Ye Yang's support, her backward bending movement was even more breathtakingly beautiful.

She has beautiful curves that seem to be naturally formed.

Breathtaking.

【It surprised me that!】

[Susie's dancing is so charming! ]

[Her body flexibility is amazing, she can do anything! ]

[When she bent down like that, I almost thought her waist was going to break.]
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Susie had a smug smile on her face.

"Have you ever taken dance classes?"

"Your dancing is breathtaking."

Ye Yang praised her unreservedly.

"Not really." Susie replied with a smile, "I only learned a little bit in the etiquette class at the academy."

"Your talent is truly extraordinary." Ye Yang said.

"Shouldn't it be you who should be mentioned?"

"The principal has set up an S+ level course just for you."

"I really want to know, what is your word spirit?"

Under the light of the crystal chandelier, Susie's face was full of curiosity.

"Can this be understood as the vice president of the Lionheart Society taking the opportunity to collect intelligence?" Ye Yang asked.

"No," Susie replied, "it's just a personal thing.

"You can understand it as a woman's curiosity about a strong man."