Dragon Clan: Returning from Rebirth, My God Lu Mingfei Tu preaches the Tao

In the entire archive room of the library, the atmosphere became extremely quiet, and Manstein stopped talking.

And Schneider also didn't continue to speak, but Schneider's gaze was fixed on Manstein the whole time, especially the pair of iron-gray eyes of the other party looked like some kind of poisonous snake spying in the dark Manstein.

The latter was trembling in his heart, for fear that Schneider would suddenly stab him, and he could do it with the opponent's personality.

Because in Manstein's heart, he can be said to be one of the few people who knows Schneider better besides the entire Kassel Academy. After all, they often work together.

In many cases, Schneider would hand over the command task to Manstein when the executive department was busy.Over time, the two got along for a long time, and Manstein realized that it was not because of spending a long time with each other that he could handle a good relationship with each other.

And Manstein also knew that the more he gets along with someone like Schneider, the more he can feel the other's cold-blooded and ruthless.

That feeling is like dealing with a cold snake all the time, the key is that this snake may kill it at any time, and directly deal a fatal blow to everyone in front of it.

Over time, Schneider has always been shadowed in Manstein's heart.At this moment, in such an extremely quiet state, Manstein felt a little trembling in his heart.

It is absolutely impossible to say no to panic, and Schneider is also waiting for a real answer from him, even an affirmation.

Manstein also couldn't help but think that if he really didn't agree, then he might not be able to get out of the file room tonight.

As time passed, Schneider's gaze became deeper, and the other party's breathing fluctuated slightly, and then he reached into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something from his arms.

After seeing this scene, Manstein couldn't help but take a step back, and his whole body became tense.

"Professor Schneider, what are you doing?"

"Professor Manstein, don't be nervous, I just want to smoke a cigarette."

Schneider finally took out the thing in his arms, it was a cigarette, but a lot of filaments could be poured out from the box, and these things were also shredded tobacco.

Manstein did not expect that a person like Schneider could own such exquisite cigarettes, especially hand-rolled cigarettes.

It is not directly inhaled, but needs to use the paper prepared in advance to roll up the shredded tobacco a little bit, and then it can be inhaled.

I saw Schneider pouring out the shredded tobacco bit by bit from the small box. It could be seen that the other party poured it very carefully. It felt like pouring out golden sand grains, and each grain was very precious.

And also for Schneider, this small tube of cut tobacco is indeed very precious, so precious that it is like treating golden sand.In fact, this shredded tobacco has been around for many, many years, and the time can even be traced back to ten years ago.

At that time, he still liked smoking this kind of cigarette very much. Every time he smoked it, he would slowly roll it up with paper, gather the shredded tobacco little by little, and finally light it slowly. For him, this kind of smoking method is very There is a sense of ceremony.

But since the fierce battle in the Greenland waters, Schneider has rarely smoked.First of all, because he was already a seriously injured person, his body could not bear the force of the shredded tobacco.

Every time he smokes, he feels very uncomfortable, because his physique no longer allows him to continue smoking.Facing that disaster back then, his lung lobes were only a little bit left, and he even struggled to breathe, so how could he inhale this very strong shredded tobacco?

And this is just one aspect, the other aspect is that Schneider doesn't want to smoke anymore.He felt that smoking could temporarily paralyze a person's spirit, and even temporarily forget all the troubles.

But this kind of troubled forgetting is just an illusion. Schneider can't forget those disasters, and he can't forget that his students died in front of him. with.

In the end, the monster just took a puff of breath, turning itself into this horrible ghost-like appearance, so Schneider seldom inhales this kind of tobacco over the years.

Because he must be vigilant at all times, he must always remember those hatreds, and he must also always remember that he must remain strong, and only by staying awake can he face those dragons and kill them more powerfully.

Of course, in the past ten years, Schneider does not mean that he has never smoked this kind of shredded tobacco. He also smoked it, but he smoked very little, especially when he was very happy every time.

Of course, the happiness he was referring to was all about activities aimed at dragons, such as beheading three generations of dragons, or destroying the ruins of a certain dragon, or gaining more information about dragons from the ruins. Dragon-like things can make the strength of Kassel Academy skyrocket.

In short, all his joys come from his own strength, the strength of Kassel College and the killing of dragons.And at that moment, Schneider's mood will become particularly good, at least at that moment will become particularly good.

Then he can't help but want to smoke this kind of cigarette, and then he will carefully take out the shredded tobacco, and then take out the paper and roll it up slowly, especially when he is rolling, every movement is very careful, giving people It feels like rolling a very perfect work of art.

Even for Manstein, this feeling is also there.

As Schneider's comrade-in-arms, or even a partner, Manstein has almost never seen Schneider smoke in front of him. He just heard his old friend Guderian say it, and after hearing it at the time, he didn't How impressed.

But now that Manstein witnessed it with his own eyes, he just finds it incredible.

Because in Manstein's view, the head of the executive department in front of him, this man who has always killed iron and blood, has no hobbies of his own at all.

The other party only wanted to slay the dragon, and never had any enjoyment.But now the other party is slowly rolling the cigarette, and then slowly lighting it up. He also puts the cigarette in his mouth and takes a deep puff. That appearance is definitely a state that only an old smoker can do.

Especially the other party's pair of iron-gray eyes, which are always like needle points, can't help but narrow slightly, obviously enjoying the moment when the smoke enters the lungs and then slightly anesthetizes his body.

Schneider rarely showed this state, but at this moment he almost removed all the disguise and all the strong shell.

And after Schneider took a deep puff of this cigarette, he exhaled the long white smoke again, and his eyes looked extremely deep, especially when the white smoke enveloped the masked face.

"Professor Manstein, do you want one too? But if you want one, you have to roll it yourself."

Manstein paused for a moment, and then under Schneider's slightly astonished gaze, this guy actually started rolling a cigarette for himself directly.The implementation of Ned is just a polite way, after all, his shredded tobacco is extremely precious.

Not only is it very expensive, but it also represents something in his heart, or represents his past, and the only bit of tobacco can be said to represent his former self.

Every time he has smoked over the years, it is equivalent to forgetting a little bit of the past.

Schneider felt that if he had completely smoked these cigarettes, it would be the final time for the dragon slaying, or his own deadline would come directly.

However, I didn't expect that Manstein, who was still trembling at the beginning, was not polite at all, and started rolling directly, and the shredded tobacco inside was even more than Schneider's.

Schneider finally couldn't help but speak.

"Professor Manstein, this shredded tobacco is very strong. I think you'd better roll it less."

And Manstein also nodded, "Minister Schneider, what you said is very correct, and I think so too, so I only rolled so much."

The corner of Schneider's mouth twitched. It turned out that this amount was already very small for Manstein.He rarely complains about others in his heart, because he is always as cold as iron, and he feels that apart from those dragons, almost nothing can disturb his mentality.

But now Manstein did it, because Manstein almost took away all his precious tobacco.However, Manstein also felt that it would be unkind to go on like this.

So then I poured out a little more and poured it into the small box, anyway, Manstein hadn't really smoked it yet.Moreover, it is not unfamiliar at all to see Manstein roll these shredded tobacco in this way. Obviously, the other party has often smoked this kind of hand-rolled cigarettes.

It's just that his technique is a little rougher than Schneider's, but at least it's curly.After fumbling for a long time, he couldn't find the lighter on his body, so he realized that he hadn't smoked for a long time.

Soon a flame came over, and Schneider helped Manstein light the cigarette with a lighter.Manstein was slightly agitated immediately, because it was Schneider, the Minister of Executive Department, who personally lit his cigarette.

You must know that this was the first time that even Principal Angers did not receive this treatment, because he had never seen Principal Angers smoking a cigar, and Schneider stepped forward to light the cigar for him in person.

And when the cigarette was lit, Manstein also took a deep breath, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if reminiscing about the feeling of enjoyment.I have to say that Schneider's shredded tobacco is indeed very strong, and the smoke is a little stronger than ordinary cigarettes.

After taking several sips in a row, Manstein couldn't help saying to Schneider: "It really deserves to be a treasure."

Schneider was silent for a moment.

"I remember that this shredded tobacco was obtained from a Cuban farmer during a mission ten years ago. The other party was very generous. We set up a lot of organs there because of a mission, and the other party thought we were I was a member of the exploration equipment in a certain project, so I was very excited about our arrival, and even complained that my field was always dry."

At that time, in order to allow Schneider to open more of this kind of equipment, the old farmer secretly gave Schneider some shredded tobacco.During that time, Schneider had been smoking this kind of tobacco until the disaster happened later.

"Professor Manstein, besides us, no one else should know about Lu Mingfei, right?"

After Schneider took a leisurely drag on his cigarette, he looked at Manstein who was also smoking.And the latter was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but said: "Sir Schneider, who are the other people you are referring to?"

Schneider's tone raised a bit, "Those on the school board."

Manstein's eyes narrowed, "So, Minister Schneider, you don't believe me anymore, I have more or less expressed my determination just now.

To a certain extent, I have actually recognized Ming Fei's identity, no matter what he is, as long as he can turn his heart to Kassel College, or this boy's identity has another side that we don't know.

After all, the entire world of dragons is as vast as the sea. For humans, even less than half of the ocean is developed, so how can it be possible to thoroughly study dragons?
Maybe besides the Black King and White King, there are other unknown things in the dragon world. They are very powerful and terrifying, or it means that Fei Ye is not a dragon at all.

Secretary Schneider, do you understand what I mean?None of this is conclusive.And no matter whether there is a conclusion or not, what I can assure you is that Mingfei's matter will never be passed on to other people, especially those in the school board. "

Schneider didn't speak, but smoked a cigarette silently, and a cigarette quickly reached its bottom, and often at this time he had already stopped smoking, and would never smoke again.

But today was an exception. He actually rolled another one, and it was the last one. He rolled all the shredded tobacco at this moment, and the weight was twice as much as before. interesting.

Manstein already knew the strength of this kind of shredded tobacco, so he couldn't help but said, "Minister Schneider, this kind of shredded tobacco is not only expensive, but also very strong, so take it easy."

It was only after he finished speaking that he realized that Schneider had just said this to him.

However, the other party did not listen to any dissuasion, and was still rolling the cigarette slowly. After the roll was finished, the lighter was still in Manstein's hand. This guy was very good. Before Schneider could speak, he took the lead in lighting the cigarette for him. , It can be regarded as a change of the other party's previous favor of lighting cigarettes.

Schneider lit the cigarette with the flame and smoked silently.

However, the first puff made me cough violently, and the coughing became more and more violent, as if I was about to be coughed out by the lobe of my lungs.

Manstein watched with a worried look on his face, for fear that Schneider would die suddenly here.

Good guy, he didn't really die here!It has nothing to do with me!