Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Kassel Academy.

This truly aristocratic university is located in the mountainous area outside of Chicago, close to the Great Lakes.

Built along the valley, classical European-style buildings can be seen everywhere, lined up in every corner of the valley. The towering spires and gorgeous stained glass windows make people dream back to the Renaissance.

The school is large and has beautiful scenery.

A crimson gravel path connecting the various teaching buildings.

On the wide lawn in the middle of the gate, there are beautiful girls in bikinis, lying on picnic mats in the sun, reading books in their hands. The sunlight shines on their fair bodies, outlining their perfect curves.

Of course, only pretty girls can go up there, there are no boys, which makes people feel a little strange.

But if you look further away, you can see the boys exercising.

Competitive sports such as baseball, football, and tennis are not popular here.

It is more of an aristocratic sport that can only be witnessed on TV.

For example, sailboats!

At the foot of the mountain, there are even white sailboats racing in an artificial lake connecting the five Great Lakes.

The boys were wearing briefs, and each had a better figure than the other. They looked like bodybuilding champions or swimming athletes, with well-developed and well-proportioned muscles on their backs, forming a perfect triangle area.

Of course, there are also men and women wearing high-end school uniforms that look like dresses, holding books, strolling on the road, talking in low voices, elegant and natural.

Everything seemed to be in great joy.

At least this place looks more like a university with a strong academic atmosphere where students can freely express their youth, rather than a war academy that is specifically created to train dragon slayers.

But this is only external.

If you look closely at the books held in the arms of handsome and beautiful students, you can see them everywhere.
"Dragon Alchemy", "Dragon Research and History", "Elementary Magical Mechanical Design", "Dragon Bloodline and Words", "Dragon Genetics"!
These magical books will surprise you.

Hall of Valor!
This is one of the main buildings of the school, an ancient building in Byzantine style.

It is located in the center of Odin Square, the center of the school.

The outside of the wall is decorated with granite with dark red patterns.

A grand and complete pattern of a lush giant tree is carved on the outer wall, and a rooster with its head held high and its chest puffed out stands on the top of the building.

If you look closely at the patterns on the outer wall that looks like a work of art, you can see that at the bottom of the World Tree there is a ferocious black dragon with simple lines and an image suppressed.

——The Black King Nidhogg!
In mythology, he is the initiator of Ragnarok and the destroyer of the world.

People despise him because of his horrible and evil rule, and people fear him because of his immense power!
Go inside the building.

The rock walls on both sides are covered with photos or paintings of heroes and victims who made contributions in the war of slaying the dragon.
They watch over the younger generations and offer encouragement that never changes.

Valhalla does not have many functions.

It only serves to issue degree certificates.

Of course, it would occasionally serve as a church to commemorate those students who had not yet truly graduated and had sacrificed in an off-campus mission before embarking on the road to slaying dragons.

But apart from the incident ten years ago when the professor and his students were almost wiped out, there was only one 'evil ghost' who was unwilling to die and crawled out of hell. He survived and became a half-human, half-ghost. He vowed to ruin the future of the dragon clan and take revenge on them.

In the past ten years, there have been very few deaths of students in the school, so the students are very relaxed, as if they have forgotten the danger.

Next to Valhalla.

A plain and simple two-story building.

It is very secluded and quiet, surrounded by thorny rose bushes.

The interior structure is like a library.

The first and second floors are connected, making the interior space look much wider than the exterior.

There is a huge skylight in the center with frosted glass. The afternoon sun can illuminate the interior to the maximum extent, without the need for additional lights, making this place like a greenhouse.

There are oil paintings hanging on the walls, and a giant bookshelf connecting the first and second floors.

There are all kinds of books on the towering bookshelves.

In the closed space, unlike the outside world where students relax and enjoy the leisurely free weekend, a rather tense conversation, or one-sided roaring and questioning, is taking place.

"What do you mean let me go back?!"

"I've already said that I don't intend to continue this meaningless mission unless you tell me who that child is? What does he do and what is his purpose!"

Under the large bookshelf, in front of the expensive golden nanmu desk.

The man with stubble, with a sullen face, questioned the silver-haired old man who was sitting opposite him, with his arms on the desk, fingers crossed, chin supported, and looking at him calmly.

But all this seems to be in vain.

The table was slammed loudly, but the old man remained unusually calm.

After the man vented his anger, he spoke slowly.

"Relax a little. You are the best S-level student in the school in the past 20 years. Show some of your grace and courage."

"Grace and courage?"

The man in the cheap suit sneered and said with disdain.

"It's long gone! It's all gone in these twenty years!"

"You also know that I was once the most outstanding S-class, but what happened? I wasted eighteen years, and what did I get in return? What did I gain?"

"You are lucky. You can sit here and admire the lawn outside that cost millions to lay, and the bodies of beautiful female students."

"Even when I want to eat pig intestines and brains, I have to consider whether my meager salary is enough to cover the expenses."

“How fair!”

The man said this and sat down on the chair angrily.

"You and I both know that there is no fairness on the road to slaying dragons."

Perhaps something the man said angered the old man, his thick eyebrows frowned, but then relaxed.

"You have gained the privilege of not having to go to the battlefield, and the stable life that others desire. Isn't that enough?"

The old man loosened his fingers and leaned back calmly, looking at the man calmly with his light blue eyes.

"You didn't tell the secret party or anyone else, and you married an ordinary woman and had a child. This is enough to get you locked up."

"fart!"

The man had an annoyed look on his face.

"Am I a tool? I have no emotions. I even have to file a report to get married. You know clearly that they will never agree to my marriage and having children."

"That's right. You are S-rank after all." The silver-haired old man sighed, "In fact, you only need to hold on for another three years."

"Three fucking years."

The man sneered, crossed his legs, and looked defiant.

He didn't care at all that this was the principal's office of Kassel College, and opposite him was a famous dragon slayer.

"Either, answer my question or let someone else look after that brat. He only goes to school, the internet cafe, and his aunt's house."

"Any student here can take my place and monitor him."

“No, Lu Mingfei is very important.” The old man shook his head, “I need the most trusted and the best person to watch over him until he opens the door to a new world.”

"In that case, why don't you go yourself, Ange?" The man was resentful and came here specifically to find fault, as if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction that had accumulated over the years.

His wife and children left him, and he became a driver for a rich man. He was so proud that he looked down upon the world, but he had to kowtow and pretend to be himself.
All for a strange mission.

Men do have enough reasons, and enough efforts, to demand an explanation.

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The two looked at each other.

"Will you tell me or not?" The man put his hands on the table and pretended to stand up.

Ange's eyes became deep, staring closely at the man who seemed to be giving up but was actually trying to get an answer.

Finally, he sighed. "Chu Tianjiao, you have changed into a cunning and mercenary person. You are completely different from the sharp and dazzling you before."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Principal."

Chu Tianjiao breathed a sigh of relief, he knew.

The desired answer is getting closer.

This is also the reason why he traveled across the ocean, leaving behind his son who was in urgent need of guidance and comfort, and ran here.

On the one hand, he needed an answer.

On the one hand, he needs to give his new partner a gift of sufficient weight.
"Time will change a lot." Chu Tianjiao said this with deep meaning.

"But what can't be changed is our belief in slaying the dragon!" said Angé.

"That's right." The man nodded, his expression becoming more serious. "I agree with you on this matter!"

Without further hesitation, Ange offered his price, "I can tell you this, but in exchange, how about you tell me what happened in the typhoon that hit the coastal town a few days ago?"

"No problem, you go first."

When Chu Tianjiao came, he had already thought of an excuse. Fortunately, it was not difficult to hide some things, such as the appearance of his partner.

As for dragon slayers, they will change.

Chu Tianjiao felt that rather than the illusory goal of slaying dragons and saving humanity, he hoped that his son and wife could live a better life.

Ange didn't have much doubt about men.

At least she never questioned the man's position.

From the moment he received the message from the man, telling him that he was rushing back to Kassel College.

Ange knew that something unusual must have happened to the man.

The other party is an extremely determined man and will not easily interrupt the mission.

But the other party came back angrily, refusing to explain to anyone and only asked to meet with Angers. Angers knew that the other party was resentful and needed a reasonable explanation.

Think for a long time.

Angers said softly, "Lu Mingfei, it's a weapon."

"weapon?"

Chu Tianjiao thought he had heard it wrong and waited for Angers to explain, but after waiting for a long time,
"That's it?"

"That's all I can tell you." Anger nodded, "A weapon that can completely end the dragon civilization."

"."Chu Tianjiao was silent.

"So that's why you want me, an S-rank, to keep anonymity and monitor him, to ensure that this weapon can grow?"

"That's right." Anger nodded.

The man stared at him with a strange look in his eyes.

After a moment, the man suddenly laughed and burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you have to be kidding!"

"What?" asked Ange.

The man laughed until tears came out of his eyes, and his laughter eventually turned into loneliness and disdain, "You have never seen the weapons you are talking about with your own eyes."

"He is just a useless kid, a kid without any shining points. He likes surfing the Internet, has a crush on a girl but doesn't dare to pursue her. As a result, he doesn't hide his love, so the whole world knows who he likes, even I know."

"A piece of trash like this, how can you be sure that he is the dragon-slaying weapon you want?"

Ange answered irrelevantly, "It's your turn to speak."

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Knowing that the principal would not reveal any more information, the man fell silent and eventually did not continue asking questions.

This visit has already overdrawn Angers' trust in him too much.

Facing this old man who looks like a British gentleman, elegant and easy-going.

But the man knew that everything he saw was just the other party's disguise. Under the seemingly gentle mask of the other party, there was an iron-blooded heart of revenge.

He always holds a sharp blade in his hand, ready to end the dragon clan and the lives of anyone who stands in his way of revenge!

Once the deeply suppressed fire of revenge is released, it will burn everything, including the opponent's life.

It can be said that Angers lives for revenge
And the other party doesn't trust anyone! Even himself.

The reason why he was able to get a result this time was also because Angers saw that the man had been hiding in Binhai for many years and monitoring Lu Mingfei diligently.

Give him an answer.
But that's enough, a weapon!
The 'weapon' that could make a half-blood leader, a man obsessed with revenge and dragon slayer, firmly believe in destroying dragon civilization must have something unique, but he has not discovered it yet.

As long as I tell Yang An this information, I can make up for the favor of saving my life.

Chu Tianjiao thought in his mind, but appeared calm as he threw out a super bomb.

"I met Odin."

When Ange heard this, his eyes narrowed!
"You said, Dragon King?"

"That's right." The man grinned smugly, "I fought my way out of the Nibelungen. How about that? Am I shocked?"

"Tell me more details." Angé finally understood why the man had kept this information to himself and had not mentioned a word to the person who had questioned him.

time flies.

The sunlight left through the skylight gradually disappeared, and night fell over the brightly lit campus.

The two-story building next to the Hall of Valor

The door is open.

Warm light from the room inside the door shone onto the steps outside.

The man staggered out, his shadow long and narrow under the street light, and he walked down the stairs.

With one hand in his pocket, he turned his head and saw Ange still standing at the door.

"Go back. No need to send me off."

Chu Tianjiao waved at Ange, but seeing that Ange had no intention of closing the door, he shrugged, turned around and left.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar campus.

The man planned to stay for two days for those youthful students, to have a good look around the school he had been away from for a long time before going back.

"I wonder if there's any food left in the cafeteria, and whether the midnight snack will still be German pork knuckle. My mouth is watering."

Until the man left.

Only then did Ange return to the warm room and close the door.

Go to the sofa and sit down.

Ange closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Norma, did you see everything?"

"It's the principal."

A gentle female voice sounded, echoing in the room.

"Is it credible?" Ange continued to ask with his eyes closed.

"There is a 96% chance that Chu Tianjiao is telling the truth, but there is a 46% chance that he is hiding something."

"What do you think it is?" Ange opened his eyes with interest.

On the central holographic screen, the image of a young boy suddenly appeared, wearing a school uniform and with a cold expression.

"Chu Tianjiao's son Chu Zihang, Mr. Principal."

"Oh, that's all."

(End of this chapter)