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The ancient alchemical sword began to tremble violently, and extremely chaotic gusts of wind erupted from the blade, spreading outwards. This storm was incredibly fierce, producing a clanging sound, as if countless swords were clashing.

Masafumi Toyama's expression changed drastically. He even felt that the ancient sword would go out of control at any moment. He quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie in his hand and was about to instruct the train conductor of the CC1000 train to get out of the carriage immediately.

Although he was a faculty member at Kassel College, and even a psychological counselor with extraordinary mental fortitude, he was ultimately just an office worker. He usually only taught psychology classes and counseled students with mental health issues. He had never witnessed real, bloody scenes, so he inevitably had limitations when dealing with such matters. In contrast, Fingel behind him appeared trembling with fear, but in reality, there was little fear in his eyes. He was constantly observing the situation, but because the scene was extremely chaotic, no one noticed his unusual behavior.

Of course, the most important thing is that Fingel was very good at hiding his true intentions. In the previous life, no one could see through his act of pretending to be stupid until he cut down the elevated road with a single blow.

Just as Masashi Tomiyama was about to give instructions to the train conductor in his panic, a withered hand grabbed his wrist, followed by Schneider's hoarse voice.

"Teacher Masafumi Tomiyama, calm down. It's not as serious as you think. We still have a chance. Since we've chosen to trust Lin Ye, we should give him enough trust. This ancient alchemical sword has been revived because of our mistake, but we can't continue to make mistakes. Otherwise, it won't be a mistake, it will be stupidity!"

"Yes, Professor Schneider, I was too nervous. We should have trusted Lin Ye!"

Schneider's words also enlightened Masafumi Toyama.

He noticed that Lin Ye didn't panic and shouted, but remained calm and composed. Clearly, the other party had some strength. Moreover, hadn't Masashi Tomiyama encouraged Lin Ye in the same way before? If he panicked first, wouldn't that be the greatest distrust of Lin Ye, and also a slap in his own face?

Masashi Tomiyama forced himself to calm down, wanting to see how Lin Ye would ultimately respond.

A ferocious roar emanated from the ancient alchemical sword. At first glance, it sounded like sharp winds, but upon closer listening, it was filled with a bloodthirsty aura. The monster had finally awakened.

A surge of violent power erupted from the knife. Even the most determined person would be injured by the physical impact and instinctively loosen their grip on the knife.

Lin Ye still gripped the ancient alchemical sword tightly, even as the power emanating from it grew stronger. He still didn't let go.

Not letting go doesn't mean the ancient sword is truly suppressed. The scarlet face is the living spirit of the resurrected ancient sword. This extremely distorted scarlet face can be seen detached from the sword, but not completely, as a thin scarlet line still connects it to the blade. This face is now floating in mid-air within the carriage, rapidly enlarging. From a distance, it looks like a red carpet twisted into a human face, a face resembling Lin Ye's, roaring at Lin Ye beneath him.

Hoho! !

The spirit within the ancient sword grew increasingly ferocious, beginning to hate Lin Ye. It was Lin Ye who was hindering its devouring of other lives.

Fortunately, Lin Ye had already put on the Kassel College uniform, so he wasn't covered in wounds from the gusts of wind. However, even though he wasn't injured, the force of the impact was still extremely strong. Despite the lack of external injuries, Lin Ye didn't feel good after being subjected to such physical impacts for a long time.

He knew that if he continued this stalemate, the ancient sword would only become more and more ferocious. He had to intimidate it, just like intimidating a wolf. If he wanted the wolf to submit to him, he had to use a power that would instill fear in it.

Faced with the increasingly violent struggle of the ancient sword, Lin Ye let out a deep shout, and the aura of the ancient high-risk dragon-shaped species within his body was released in an instant.

The ancient sword, which had been raging, froze for a moment. Then, an even stronger roar came from the sword. But if you listened carefully, you could tell that the roar was all bark and no bite, as if it was just putting on a show. A wave of fear washed over them. Yes, after Lin Ye released the aura of a high-risk dragon-shaped creature, this alchemical ancient sword was also intimidated.

The expression on the living creature's face was even more telling; its originally ferocious face turned into one of extreme terror, as if it had suddenly seen something horrifying.

Although the other party was merely a living being, it was not without consciousness. It was also extremely sensitive to power and aura. When Lin Ye released the aura of a high-danger dragon-like species, it possessed power far exceeding that of the ancient alchemical sword itself, which is why it felt fear at that moment.

The others present also witnessed this scene, and they could all feel the fear emanating from the ancient sword. It was as if they had seen something terrifying, especially the terrified expression on the living being's face.

What happened?

Suddenly I couldn't understand it anymore.

Because Lin Ye's aura was extremely subtle and rapid, it only erupted within a small area around him, and others barely had time to sense the appearance of that power.

They only had time to sense the change in the ancient sword, a stark contrast: it had been extremely arrogant before, but in the blink of an eye, it became as docile as a cat.

In an instant, the ancient alchemical sword, which had been extremely violent, began to fiercely restrain its aura. In less than a minute, the carriage, which had been filled with raging winds, returned to calm. Everyone couldn't help but look over, and the ancient alchemical sword, which had been roaring like a monster, was now obediently held in Lin Ye's hand.

It is worth mentioning that the scarlet, lifelike face from before did not completely disappear, but was branded directly onto the blade.

Masashi Tomiyama opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The entire carriage became unusually quiet. Everyone was still immersed in the shock. Just a minute ago, this retro carriage was a turbulent place, with the biting wind stinging people's cheeks like knives. Now, everything had returned to calm, like a clear sky after the rain, exuding a dreamlike beauty. However, the carriage was filled with a group of old and young men who did not know how to appreciate it.

Masashi Tomiyama still maintained a tragic expression. He stood at the very front of everyone, still holding the walkie-talkie in his hand. At the most intense moment when Lin Ye clashed with the ancient alchemical sword, Masashi Tomiyama thought the situation was about to get out of control. So, like a hero who was willing to sacrifice his life, he stood directly in front of everyone, ready to use his own flesh and blood to block everything. As a result, this scene unfolded.

"Excuse me, do we still need to detach the carriages now?"

The train conductor's somewhat trembling voice came through the walkie-talkie.

He couldn't see what was happening here; he only felt that the situation had just been critical, like a stage play.

Schneider came out, took the walkie-talkie from Masashi Tomiyama, and said in a deep voice, "It's all over now. You guys drive carefully. Thank you for your hard work."

Then Schneider looked at Lin Ye and saw the wound on the boy's palm as well. He handed the boy a bandage and asked, "Lin Ye, how are you feeling now? Are you injured anywhere else?"

"I feel fine now, just a little weak, but I should be fine after some rest and recuperation."

Lin Ye took the bandage.

Then he raised the ancient alchemical sword in his hand, "But what should we do with this sword?"

Now the knife has returned to its rusty state, but the only difference is that a lifelike face has been branded on the broken blade. Just like before, the ancient knife has returned to silence, and if you don't look closely, you might mistake it for a piece of junk.

Everyone present knew that this was no junk, but a terrifying weapon of mass destruction. If this knife were to be reactivated, it would inevitably trigger a horrific massacre. Therefore, many people felt extremely uneasy when they looked at the knife.

“Lin Ye, I will personally convey this knife to the principal, but due to the issue of the living spirit, it needs to be temporarily handed over to the academy for safekeeping. Is that alright?” Schneider said.

"Of course there is no problem with that. I, Lin Ye, trust Mr. Schneider's character."

Lin Ye gave Schneider a small compliment here.

After all, this involves alchemical techniques. If it were auctioned off to the outside world, hundreds of millions would be nothing. Therefore, Lin Ye was worried that Kassel College might go back on its word. At this time, he used some small tricks. However, whether Schneider would speak up for him again would depend on the other party's own decision.

Lin Ye placed the seemingly unremarkable ancient alchemical sword back into the long black box. Although the sword's aura had completely returned to its dormant state, Lin Ye could still sense the fluctuations emanating from its blade. This was because, at that very last moment, Lin Ye's own aura had been completely imprinted onto the ancient sword. It could be said that Lin Ye had a complete grasp of the sword, and now he was its master.

It seemed that the ancient alchemical sword was once again dormant in this dark, long box, but Lin Ye believed that as long as he had a thought, or even just if he could reactivate the living spirit inside, the sword could come back to him even if it wasn't by his side. Although it couldn't be summoned instantly like Thor's hammer, even from thousands of miles away, Lin Ye was confident that he could summon it back even from a distance of a few hundred meters.

Lin Ye didn't share this feeling with the others present; it was his secret. This was also to prevent Kassel College from going back on its word. If Lin Ye could summon them again and they changed their minds, they shouldn't blame him for using these underhanded tactics. If Kassel College lost a top-tier collection starting with S-rank, it wouldn't be Lin Ye's fault.

If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Because no one could possibly believe that this ancient alchemical sword would actually fly to his side, right? Could it be that he's been reading too many fantasy novels?

As he watched the ancient sword recline once again in the long black box, Masashi Tomiyama couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Unable to resist, she gave Lin Ye a thumbs up, her face full of admiration, "Lin Ye, you're amazing!"

"Instructor Masafumi Tomiyama is too kind. I was just lucky. If that ancient alchemical sword had struggled any more fiercely, I might have dropped it."

Lin Ye said with a wry smile.

Upon hearing this, Masashi Tomiyama was unsure whether it was true or not. If what Lin Ye said was true, then what had just happened was extremely dangerous. If Lin Ye had lost control of the ancient sword and allowed it to wreak havoc, even if they managed to escape the carriage in time, everyone present would have died instantly.

Thinking of this, Masashi Toyama breathed a sigh of relief, his voice trembling. He never expected that witnessing such a thing would be so full of twists and turns. He had even walked on the brink of death several times, and his legs were still a little unsteady, as if they had not yet touched the ground.

"Junior Brother Lin Ye, I, Fingel, acknowledge you as the strongest!"

Fingel suddenly appeared out of nowhere and hooked his arm around Lin Ye's shoulder.

Seeing the wound on the boy's palm, she said with concern, "Lin Ye, I see you've bled a lot. You should bandage it. Let me help you."

As she spoke, Fingel began to carefully wrap the wound on Lin Ye's palm with bandages, her movements were very gentle.

"Thank you, Fingel, but I'll do it myself."

"Oh dear, how could I possibly let you come, Junior Lin Ye? You're injured right now, I absolutely won't allow you to do this." Fingel solemnly refused, adopting the demeanor of a domineering CEO.

"But... even if you don't give me a tetanus shot, you should at least clean the wound! And even if you don't clean it, at least bandage it properly. My palm is injured, why are you bandaging my thumb?!"

Lin Ye mentally exploded with complaints.

"Lin Ye, in that case, do you still have the energy to give one last testimony?"

Schneider suddenly asked.

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"The last piece of evidence?"

Even Lin Ye was taken aback.

Because in his mind, he thought that the appearance of that ancient alchemical sword was the last thing to witness it, but he didn't expect that it was still not the last one.

In other words, what they're going to bring out next is even more valuable than that ancient sword?

"However, we will also take into account Lin Ye's physical condition. If you feel that you cannot do it and need to rest now, then the witnessing process can end here."

Schneider couldn't help but say.

The two times he witnessed Lin Ye's strength made him, the head of the executive department, realize his formidable power.

Based on a rough assessment, Lin Ye's bloodline level is at least A-level, and if he were to unleash his full power, he might be no less than his student Chu Zihang.

As for the third piece of evidence, although it is very important, Lin Ye will have plenty of opportunities to use it once he arrives at Kassel College. After the outburst and exhaustion just now, this boy probably needs to rest.

"If there is a third piece of evidence, then of course."

Lin Ye nodded.

"Are you sure you don't need a break right now?" Schneider asked again, unusually.

"Confirmed," Lin Ye said.

He also desperately wanted to see this last piece of evidence, hoping that through some means, it might eventually become his.

If Schneider really knew what Lin Ye was thinking at this moment, I wonder what he would think.

After hearing Lin Ye's affirmative answer, Schneider turned his gaze to Masafumi Tomiyama.

Masashi Tomiyama immediately understood and nodded to Schneider.

Actually, all of this work should have been his, but witnessing Lin Ye's performance twice in a row shocked Masashi Tomiyama. This caused a gap in his thinking, but fortunately, with Professor Schneider's reminder, he has now come to his senses.

Masashi Tomiyama solemnly straightened his collar, even smoothing out his deep red tie, and then placed his hand under the table with an extremely solemn posture, preparing to take out the third and final testimony in the testimony process.

"Lin Ye, the testimony you are about to witness is of great importance and may even directly impact your worldview, so I hope you can be mentally prepared. Of course, you must also believe that everything you are about to see is real, and please do not doubt your eyes!"

As Masashi Tomiyama recounted his story, Lin Ye's expression grew solemn, and he eagerly anticipated the witness that Tomiyama would present next.

Fingel, dressed in tattered clothes, also emerged. Because of his previous disheveled state, he had somehow managed to pull out a bed sheet and wrapped it around himself, which was his last shred of dignity. Now, he was extremely curious as he poked his head out, eager to see what the last witness was.

However, amidst the anticipation of the entire audience, Masashi Tomiyama's originally solemn face suddenly froze. He then frantically searched under the table, and seemingly unable to find anything, he even shoved his head under the table.

"How could this be? How could it not be there? It's been inside the whole time! Bro, don't mess with me, please come out! I can't take this anymore!"

All you could see was Masashi Tomiyama practically crammed into the table, his buttocks sticking out and twisting wildly, which gave you a sense of his anxiety.

Lin Ye was taken aback.

Even Schneider couldn't hold back in the end and coughed a few times, as if to remind Masashi Tomiyama.

After a long pause, Masashi Tomiyama pulled his head out from under the table and said to Schneider with a look of utter despair, "Minister, we're doomed! The dragon is lost!!!"

"What!!"

Even the usually composed Schneider couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He seemed to have encountered something unbelievable.

Fingel, on the other hand, was more cunning. He immediately caught the key word: dragon.