A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 84 Is this the principal's trump card that he has high hopes for? You must be kidding!
Seasons flow by, and years pass by.

September has arrived in the blink of an eye. At the bustling Chicago train station, Lu Mingfei, who is going abroad to study, encounters an unsolvable problem.

On the train schedule display screen hanging in the center of the waiting hall, Lu Mingfei couldn't find any trains heading to Kassel College.

A copy of the "Kassel College Admission Guide for Dummies" was tucked tightly under my arm. I flipped through it over and over, checking that it clearly stated that I should take the CC1000 express train from Chicago Station to the college.

Neither the train number display screen nor asking the staff in English yielded any information about the CC1000 express train.

"Even if you're going to cut off someone's kidney, at least arrange a car." Standing in the crowd, clutching his two suitcases in a disheveled state, Lu Mingfei was on the verge of tears.

"Lu Mingfei?"

Just as the little white rabbit was about to cry, a handsome and muscular man suddenly appeared. Fingel was wearing a dark green Kassel school uniform jacket and holding an ancient scroll in his hand.

With such a handsome appearance, he attracted a lot of attention inside the station.

The scroll didn't matter; when Lu Mingfei saw the World Tree school emblem on Fingel's school uniform, he revealed the joy of finally finding family: "Hello, hello, I'm Lu Mingfei!"

"This year's new students."

Lu Mingfei was about to extend his right hand to shake hands with the tall, senior student when the admission instruction booklet he was holding under his arm almost fell out, so he quickly switched to his left hand.

This left Fingel, who had been holding the scroll in his right hand, slightly embarrassed as he extended his left.

Is this Lu Mingfei the dragon-slaying trump card Principal Angers mentioned? The dragon-slaying weapon?

Because it involves great danger, Fingel needs to personally protect and monitor it.
Fingel asked himself honestly, and he couldn't see any danger in the pathetic kid in front of him, much less that he was some kind of dragon-slaying weapon.

But Principal Angers wouldn't joke about a secret mission...

Was it a case of misjudging someone? Or is this junior, Lu Mingfei, just too good at playing dumb?
Fingel, quick-witted and resourceful, managed to avoid awkwardness by giving a high-five instead of a handshake while thinking: "Fingel, starting this semester, you'll be considered an eighth-year student in Kassel."

"Eighth year?" Lu Mingfei couldn't believe it. He had heard from the admissions professor, Guderian, that the University of Kassel was a four-year university. Where did this eighth year come from?

"I repeated a grade." Fingel was not ashamed at all. He sat down next to Lu Mingfei and made the most of every minute to read the scroll, diligently absorbing knowledge.

This academic prowess terrified Lu Mingfei!

Is Kassel College really that scary?
This kind of top student, who even makes the most of his time to study while waiting for a train at the station, has always been someone Lu Mingfei looks up to with awe.

But in Kassel, such a high-achieving city, do you really need to repeat four years? Still not graduated?

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but scare himself. How many years would it take him to graduate?

I feel a little weak in the knees for no reason, and I want to go back to China to study.

"Could you buy me an espresso?" Fingel pulled out several bills. "The college train is often delayed."

"Before the car arrives, let's just buy some food and drinks, it's on me."

Lu Mingfei readily agreed. He was already thirsty and hungry, but being unfamiliar with the area, he dared not spend money recklessly.

The scholarship that Kassel promised would only be deposited into my card after I enrolled.

In other words, Lu Mingfei currently has almost no US dollars on him; he needs to think long and hard to even buy a Coke.

With such a generous senior treating you, what are you waiting for?
That's what they said, but in the end, Lu Mingfei obediently only bought a cup of coffee, an iced cola, and a basic pizza. Yeah, the kind of pizza with only cheese and tomato sauce, no meat, not even any vegetables.

"What are you looking at, senior?" Clearly, Lu Mingfei had made up his mind to curry favor with someone powerful.

With coffee in his left hand and a scroll in his right, Fingel looked quite scholarly: "The original text of 'The Response of the Four Elements and the Spirit' is about alchemy."

"Alchemy?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled but impressed. He recalled the anime "Fullmetal Alchemist" he had watched: "Could it be about human transmutation? The Gate of Truth?"

But wait, isn't Kassel a particularly specialized university? Why would a senior student be looking at this?

Does Kassel even have an animation major?
"..." Fingel warned himself that he could not be careless. Lu Mingfei, an S-level freshman who could be valued so much by Principal Angers, could not be so simple.

But no matter how much he used his rich experience in judging people or his analytical reasoning ability as a Sequence 8 inference student, he could only come to the same conclusion—this was a harmless little white rabbit.

Fingel thought of the old church he had recently joined, wondering if there were any extraordinary individuals within the church with even better observational skills who could see through the mysterious Lu Mingfei.

For the next gathering, should we try posting a request?
Despite his complicated thoughts, Fingel answered Lu Mingfei's question: "No, that's not the case."

"The alchemy we study isn't that amazing. Never mind, you're a freshman who hasn't been admitted yet and hasn't received orientation. According to the rules, there are some things I can't say."

"Glug." Lu Mingfei unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of cola, feeling a little uneasy. What was going on?

Kassel College doesn't sound very respectable, and the loser already has a bad feeling.

Fingel later explained that because the school is located in the mountains, the only way to get there is by train, and the train is often delayed.

Sure enough, as dusk fell and everyone had left, the promised CC1000 express train still hadn't appeared.

Fingel was also somewhat helpless; wasn't this interfering with his reading and studies?

Because the train could arrive at any time, we couldn't just go out and find a hotel to rest; we could only wait there idly.

Lu Mingfei gradually accepted reality, took out a thick coat from his suitcase, and planned to wear it to rest.

Fortunately, Kassel seemed to finally remember that there were still students who had been left behind. In the early hours of a dark and stormy night, a train finally pulled into the station and picked up Fingel and Lu Mingfei.

Besides them and the train conductor, there was also Professor Guderian, who had been eagerly waiting for Lu Mingfei, and he excitedly gave Lu Mingfei an orientation session.

The story frankly reveals the truth about the existence of 'dragons' in the world, exposing the dark side of the world to the young man.

Fingel, who was listening in, started reading another book on his own, while shaking his head very slightly.

It now seems that Kassel College also had limited knowledge, and when it dug into history, it was satisfied to stop at the time of the dragon race.

They were completely unable to delve deeper and uncover any old history.

Is it that Kassel is stuck in its ways, or that the old church dug into history earlier than the Secret Service and then covered up the old history in advance?
Fingel was suddenly interrupted by Professor Guderian's loud shout as he was thinking: "Mingfei? Lu Mingfei?!"

"Damn it, he's passed out! Quick, quick, we need to get Mingfei to the school clinic."

What the heck? Fingel looked back and found that Principal Angers' S-level freshman, the latest trump card in the dragon-slaying game, had fallen into a coma during the orientation and was fast asleep.

"???"

Fingel's eyes blinked rapidly, as if electrified. Principal Angers, could he be lying to him?
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