Dragon's Beginning kills Herzog

Chapter 203 "Daily Life in Kassel"

"Hahaha, yes, Chu Tianjiao has such a personality. He hesitated for a while but still rejected me."

Anger walked up to Chu Zihang and patted him on the shoulder.

"Chu Tianjiao once talked to me about you. He didn't want you to follow his old path. He only wanted you to spend your life in wealth and safety. It is precisely because of this that during the years when you were looking for Kassel everywhere, under my intervention Only then can you be safe and find no clues about Cassel."

Only then did Chu Zihang understand why he was so blatantly looking for Cassel, but no hybrid came to contact him. I'm afraid those people had been warned.

"Thank you, Headmaster."

"Haha, just don't blame me." Angers laughed.

After some conversation, Finger and Schneider left with Chu Zihang.

When leaving, Chu Zihang's face was a little relaxed, no longer tense.

"This child is very measured. He didn't ask what task you arranged for Chu Tianjiao." Flamel looked at the few people leaving and nodded.

"Principal Angers told that child that it was a secret mission. With the intelligence of a mixed race, he naturally knows what to ask and what not to ask." Haiji Haneda is still here. She is a new teacher in the actual combat class, so naturally Talk to the two principals.

"I'm really surprised that Ms. Haneda came to our Kassel this time. After all, Kassel invited many excellent mixed races from the Japanese branch to teach in Kassel, but unfortunately they were all rejected."

Angers looked at this seemingly gentle woman, but he didn't dare to underestimate her.

"Cassel has a lot of teachers, and this time it is my class who has made a fuss." Haiji Haneda didn't answer Ange's words.

"This time, Miss Haneda plans to conduct the actual combat class. Do you need the cooperation of the school? If there are technical and material requirements, Miss Haneda just let me know." Anger did not discuss the previous topic again, but expressed his feelings for Haneda Hai Ji opened the class for support.

"One venue is enough. Oh, by the way, Principal Ange had better prepare more doctors and psychologists." Haneda Haiji smiled and left.

"Ange, do you really trust her to give the practical class?" Flamel was rare and solemn at this time.

"Aren't you worried about her actual combat experience?" Anger raised her eyebrows, "She has the title of nightmare among those mixed races."

"Nightmare, the spirit of the spiritual department, the danger is too great, you are not afraid that those students will become those idiots who invaded their chassis."

Flamel reminded.

Angers called up a series of photos, which contained pictures of mixed races laughing wildly, crying, foaming at the mouth, and showing various neurological abnormalities. It was hard to imagine what they had encountered.

"This kind of performance is the same as a ghost movie in their country. What's the name of that ghost movie? Sadako?" Flamel frowned and looked at these mixed races.

"That woman is not a pure and kind guy, let alone a vase? I even doubt that my commandments can't restrain her at all."

"Of course, the final decision is still in your hands. Angers, you are the principal." Flamel spread his hands. He has always been extremely cautious about the people over there. After all, he has reached a certain level in the field of alchemy. He is too aware of what that level of alchemy power can do.

"We don't have the right to choose, Flamel, the weak can only accept their fate." A stern light flashed in Angers eyes, this feeling of powerlessness really annoyed Angers.

However, unlike others, Anger knew very well that the weak had to hide their fangs before they had enough strength.

In the Ambo Pavilion where the Knights were resident, Caesar looked at the members of the Knights who were training hard below, and felt very satisfied with how he had integrated the Knights to this point in a short period of time.

"Tomorrow is Freedom Day. I will definitely lead the Cavaliers to become the number one society in Kassel." Aeolus covered the surface of Caesar's body, and Caesar felt the power.

"The power of the word spirit is bound. Although it can break through, it is not necessary. Flamel is still a respectable hybrid."

"However, the armor is enough to strengthen the body. Even if the overall strength of the Knights Club is not as good as the Lion Heart Club, I can make up for the gap."

Just when Caesar was thinking about how he should welcome victory tomorrow, members of the Knights Club came over with Caesar's phone.

"President, your phone number."

Caesar glanced at him and noticed that he was a staid old man.

"It's my old-fashioned uncle."

Caesar was about to hang up the phone directly, but after thinking about it, he got through.

"Caesar." Frost's serious voice sounded on the other end of the phone. Caesar didn't respond, but Frost was obviously used to it, "I know you're listening, and I have some news for you. The armor has a master, he is your strong enemy in the academy, be careful of him."

Caesar hung up the phone and did not continue to listen to Frost's chatter. After waiting for three seconds, the phone did not ring again. Caesar knew that this was the only thing Frost wanted to say.

"Armor of fire? It seems that I won't be bored during the four years at school. I'm really looking forward to it. Say yes, Aeolus."

Caesar stroked the armor on his body, his eyes revealing a competitive spirit.

"Only such a person who can be recognized by the armor is worthy of being my Caesar's opponent."

Thinking of Fingel who was also the host of the armor, Caesar shook his head and shook his figure out of his head.Finger is a strange thing. Caesar did not regard Finger as his opponent. After all, Caesar did not want to get too close to Finger. Who knows, whether Finger's strangeness will be contagious.

"You are here, Fingel, I really don't know why you are so cautious."

In the equipment department, Karl stopped his work when he heard the familiar footsteps in his ears.

"I didn't expect it before, let the son of Gattuso know my identity, and let my dear junior know that I am actually a great genius, that would be too high-profile."

"Oh man, keep your head down!" sighed Fingal.

Carl's face twitched, "You are still so narcissistic and shameless, but the cost of this kind of props to isolate the armor host's induction is not cheap, Fingel, are you going to buy it directly, or rent it?"

"What? What props? Carl, what are you talking about? I don't understand?" Fingel said in surprise, while stuffing a strange ornament around his neck into his clothes.

Karl resisted the urge to hit Fingel, "Can you guys stop hiding the alchemy items in front of me!"

"Oh, pay attention next time." Fingel's voice sounded insincere.

And next time!

"Get out of here!"

Fingel ran away happily.

(End of this chapter)