If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

"Professor von Schneider?" Lin Nian read the name again: "I seem to have heard my roommate Fingel mention the existence of the Executive Department before."

"It seems that you have a bad impression of the executive department." The principal said.

"I don't like disputes very much." Lin Young said in a low voice.

"But you also fought over girls at the beginning of school, and got a demerit." Ange looked at Lin Nian who suddenly looked up and shook his head with a smile: "Don't be surprised, we can still dig out this information easily."

"After all, this is something where you can find the video on the school forum of Shilan High School." Lin Nian smiled nonchalantly.

"I have to say that your uppercut is very powerful, so for your close combat course I suggest Bajiquan. You should be very suitable for the way of opening and closing, and moving vigorously." Angers picked up the podium. With a flick of his thumb, half of the piece of chalk flew straight to Lin Nian's face.

Lin Nian raised his hand, grabbed the chalk that flew in front of him, and opened his hand in front of him. Half of the chalk had broken into powder and flowed down from his fingers. Ange looked at this scene and said, "I'll take a look at your physical test report." Passed, very good physical fitness, but you still have to learn how to control yourself. For those of us, self-control is the most important and basic point. Joining the Lion Heart Club may help you learn how to better Control yourself."

"If there are no accidents, will I join the execution department after graduation?" Lin Nian let the chalk foam fall away, then clapped his hands and raised some white dust.

"It would be a pity not to join the executive department with your qualifications." The principal's answer was very tactful, but it could be regarded as a positive answer to Lin Nian's question.

"I understand. I don't have any objections to the war practice class. In Chinese terms, don't offend anyone who may be your immediate boss at any time or on any occasion." Lin Nian said, "The current situation makes me I remembered some of the words that senior Mandy said to me before I came to the academy. I couldn’t understand them before, but I understand them much better now.”

"You are very independent and independent. I like China's education method." Angers nodded and praised: "Most children like you in European countries are now thinking about freedom without knowing why, but they don't know What is freedom and what is the price of freedom.”

"But I have a merciless request. If possible, please hide it from my sister. I don't want her to know about signing the body repatriation form or anything like that."

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. Although the war practice class is called a real battlefield, generally first-year students are only assigned to surveillance, sentry posts, and logistics work. The main purpose of this class is to observe and experience The atmosphere of the war between humans and dragons, rather than letting you personally intervene and become the key to affecting the war situation, the real work of licking the blood will be done by the commissioners of the execution department." Angers explained.

"I will convey this to my sister intact." Lin Nian nodded.

"After talking about the war practice class, there is one last thing I want to tell you." Angers said: "If there are no surprises, you will probably have to go to the Information Department in advance this afternoon to change your Executive Department file number. ”

"Why do you want to change the file number?" Lin Nian was stunned for a moment.

"Because your 3E test results have come out, and Norma rated it as 'excellent'. She has stamped the application form for your bloodline rating upgrade this morning. The document should have been sent to the school board now." In my hands." Ange said with a smile: "Congratulations, Lin Nian, you have become the first 'S'-level student in recent years!"

Lin Nian's face froze for a moment, but he didn't show any expression of 'ecstasy' or 'excitement'. He seemed very calm after hearing the good news. Angers also knew why. He picked up a pencil and turned around and walked over. A blackboard was dragged down from behind the podium and a wooden horse was drawn on it: "Have you ever heard of the Trojan Horse War?"

"Trojan War?" Lin Nian looked at the simple wooden horse drawn on the blackboard: "I have seen the movie, Brad Pitt's version. It was shocking but also bizarre, with a sense of magical realism."

"Are you talking about the description of Achilles' invincibility?" Angers put down the chalk and twirled the white ash on his fingertips: "The movie Troy is a mixture of Greek mythology. Achilles is the goddess of the sea and the hero of mankind. The son of Achilles, so he is considered half a god. The movie exaggerated the history, but also downplayed the myth. In the myth, Achilles chased Hector around the city three times and finally Hector was exhausted before he accepted the challenge. They were killed, but in the movie they staged a close fight."

"One man led fifty soldiers to conquer Troy Beach. Even if the myth is reduced, it is too bizarre." Lin Nian said that the movie he and the principal were talking about had an on-campus viewing organized by the literary club, and he sat through the entire movie.

"What if I tell you that this kind of thing really happened in history?" Angers stood behind the podium and looked at Lin Nian: "The Trojan War is real. Someone discovered dragons in the modern illustrations of Homer's epic poem. Shadow, mixed-race archaeologists discovered the existence of alchemy in the ruins of the ancient city of Troy, so they firmly believe that there was a secret war in which hybrids were the dominant force in the war between Greece and Troy."

"Principal, you want to say that Achilles and Hector are both hybrids?" Lin Nian was stunned.

"It's very reasonable, isn't it? That's why he was able to defeat an enemy who was stronger and taller than him in a single battle in front of the two armies, and led fifty soldiers - or fifty hybrids to occupy the Trojan beach, and the entire sea and sky could see He heard the soldiers calling his name. Some people have speculated that Achilles' spirit of speech is the dust-free place, so he can be invulnerable on the battlefield, and the arrow in his ankle at the end is the process of opening the dust-free place. The explanation is that both feet were covered in the end." Ange said with a smile: "In a battle between two armies, there must be brave men. The Trojan Horse Strategy can be said to be a victory of human wisdom, but occupying the beach and attacking the city can only be completed by heroic units. Otherwise, humans will have to pay hundreds or thousands of times the sacrifice.”

Hearing this, Lin Nian finally understood what Angers wanted to say to him. He remained silent for a long time under the gaze of the principal and finally raised his head and answered: "But I don't want to be famous in history."

"Young people always dream of heroes, and I believe you are no exception. I just want to tell you that this world does allow heroes to exist, and you also have the qualifications." The principal wiped the white dust off his hands with a handkerchief. He patted Lin Nian on the shoulder: "Can you say that when you were watching the movie, when you saw the black-sailed galley breaking away from the thousands of troops and landing on the beach, you didn't feel a surge of heroic emotions?"

"I only saw people standing up and falling down like wheat straw in winter." Lin young said in a low voice.

"But heroes are always green." The principal said, "I hope that there will be a few heroes from Cassel College who can leave their names in history, so that the scene you mentioned can be avoided."

"How famous does the principal want us to be?" Lin Nian smiled and shook his head.

Angers scratched his eyebrows: "According to you young people, it must be at least a limited pool, right?"

"Is it limited to five-star dragon slaying?" Lin Nian laughed dumbly. He didn't expect that the principal who was a serious science popularizer could suddenly pop up popular words in his mouth.

"I don't understand the culture of you young people very well, so I think I am outdated and cannot be a hero in the new era. We need a 'Hero', a 'The One'. The first 'S' class that appeared in recent years Student, you're very good, I'm looking forward to your performance." Angers stood behind Lin Nian and put his hands on his shoulders.

"I need some time." Lin Nian didn't know how to answer this old man's wish. He even met him for the first time today, so how could he turn around and respond to his wish immediately with his heart racing?

"That is naturally the best. Everyone needs time to grow, even you are no exception." The principal nodded and put his hands in his pockets: "I suggest you take time off from the spirit class this afternoon. After all, it is afternoon You will probably have a lot of things to do in the Ministry of Information. By the way, I recommend that you accept the invitation of Caesar Gattuso and attend the student union's party at the Amber Hall."

"Didn't the principal suggest that I join the Lion Heart Club?" Lin Nian looked sideways at Angers who was walking towards the classroom door, feeling surprised.

"The newly confirmed 'S'-level students showed up at the student union in the evening. I probably guessed what was on the front page of the Night Watch Forum. The current school is relatively lifeless and needs some extra factors to intensify it. Maybe you can change the current atmosphere. Bring us some fresh air." Angers opened the classroom door and smiled at Lin Nian before walking away.

Lin Nian was the only one left in the lecture theater standing in front of the podium. He accidentally turned his head and saw Angers' chalk graffiti on the blackboard, and he froze on the spot. I don’t know when the wooden horse that looked like a simple drawing was actually added with a suit of armor and fangs. Its wings covered the sky and the sun was covered with stunning eyes. Under the wooden horse, a little man wearing an ancient Greek Atti helmet was holding a sword and pointing directly at it. The wooden horse, which was several times taller than itself, also left a series of obscure blackboard writings on the side:

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