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The man in the trench coat patted the alchemical nuclear bomb beside him, full of enthusiasm.

Schneider was stunned, as if his whole body had been violently shaken. He suddenly realized that a terrible conspiracy was unfolding in his mind.

After a moment, Schneider couldn't help but ask, "Did you plan all this from the beginning? I'd like a definite answer, not some offbeat joke."

Schneider's expression was extremely solemn, and the man in the trench coat seemed to be infected by it as well. He nodded solemnly, "That's right, Mr. Schneider. Just as you think, from the very beginning, Lin Ye Erii, and even all the teachers and students of the entire Kassel College, including you, Schneider, you are all part of our conspiracy. You are all the main characters, and now the entire Kassel College is also the main character. Don't you think this is like a grand curtain slowly being drawn back?"

A unique and incredibly exciting show is about to unfold. All we have to do is sit back, relax, and listen patiently. It will definitely be worth it for everyone.

"In other words, your target from the very beginning was Lin Ye, and you wanted to kill this boy from the very beginning."

Schneider has grasped the key information: it is very likely that the person behind the scenes really wants to devour Lin Ye, or there is some other unknown conspiracy, but it is definitely related to Lin Ye, or even to the entire Kassel College. Moreover, what seems to be one conspiracy is actually a series of small conspiracies linked together, one link after another.

Schneider was deeply disturbed by the thought, and even felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that the person behind the scenes had truly schemed against everyone at this moment. These conspiracies seemed to be linked one after another and indispensable, but when they were actually carried out, one could feel the terrifying skill and strength of the person behind the scenes.

Until the man in the trench coat arrived, intending to activate the alchemical nuclear bomb, everything was within his plan, as if there was a script in the dark. Everything was happening silently, yet there was a feeling of explosive yet silent destruction, extremely oppressive and painful.

Unable to bear the suffocating feeling, Schneider knelt down on the ground.

Chapter 205 Nobody's wrong, only the world is wrong [Please subscribe]

Schneider's rapid breathing echoed throughout the armory.

He was deeply shocked, and the shock directly affected his physical state. He couldn't believe that this man in the trench coat could utter words from a script.

If that's the case, then what a meticulous and terrifying plan this is. Everyone in this plan is a pawn, including Lin Ye, the entire Kassel College, and everyone else.

However, when he saw the man in the trench coat, with his playful demeanor and the confident expression that he had maintained throughout, Schneider knew that what the man said was probably true.

All of this was indeed a script created by the other side and the forces behind them. It was an unimaginable tragedy, and at this moment, Schneider couldn't help but feel disheartened, even experiencing a kind of hysterical anger that made him tremble all over.

The feeling of being deeply dominated once again enveloped his entire body. It was a chilling sensation, and it also brought a kind of overwhelming anger. He had been tricked again, and even tricked ruthlessly.

Ten years have passed, a full ten years. In these ten years, he has honed himself into the sharpest blade, and he feels he is ready to step onto the battlefield, even if it means facing certain death.

But he also had absolute confidence that he could achieve great feats on the battlefield before his sharp sword broke. Because he was excellent enough, he was capable of handling every situation correctly and calmly.

He can kill every unruly Deadpool, and he can minimize casualties every time.

Under his leadership, the executive department of Kassel College became outstanding, renowned not only within Kassel College but also throughout the entire world of mixed-race individuals.

It was precisely because of the deterrent effect of the Kassel College Executive Department that those mixed-race families held the entire Kassel College in great awe.

Because they all knew that there was such a terrifying team in this world, capable of even slaying pure-blooded dragons of the third or even next generation level. And at the very front of this team stood a figure dressed in black.

Although he was thin, often pushed an oxygen cart, and barely clung to life, everyone knew and feared that man who looked like he could die at any moment—that man was Schneider.

He possessed the same fearsome reputation as the Executive Department; he was practically its flag bearer. If Angers, as the flag bearer of Kassel College, could even stand against the entire Board of Trustees...

Schneider was also a figurehead of the Executive Department, capable of intimidating those mixed-race families.

Under his leadership, the entire executive department of Kassel College is advancing at an unstoppable pace, like a sharp knife capable of piercing through the power exerted by all hybrids, and even the power of pure-blooded dragons.

But Schneider never took pride in this, nor was he arrogant or complacent. He felt that he still had a long way to go because his opponents were not only pure-blooded dragons, or rather, not only those low-level pure-blooded dragons, but also higher-level beings, such as dragon kings or even things above dragon kings.

So over the years, Schneider has always been vigilant and self-disciplined, constantly honing his skills, just like an athlete always preparing to participate in the Olympics.

To participate in that sports meet and win the championship, he prepared for ten years, never daring to slack off during those ten years. And during those ten years, he transformed himself into someone exceptionally strong.

He wouldn't dare say he could stand alone, but he was at least a prominent figure. In the entire Kassel College, apart from Angers, he was practically second in rank.

However, even today, at this very moment, even as this man in the trench coat repeatedly says that the current crisis facing Kassel College is merely a script orchestrated by the forces behind the scenes.

If that's really the case, then it's truly a magnificent spectacle, not only with Lin Ye, who is comparable to the Dragon King, as a pawn, but also with the entire Kassel College as a pawn, and even with his proud Executive Department as a pawn.

Perhaps even the principal of Angers was used as a pawn. How could this have happened? Why did it have to be this way? How did it escalate to this point?

Schneider was devastated, furious, hysterical, and also terrified. Only now did he realize that all the forces that had surfaced in the entire hybrid world were merely the tip of the iceberg.

But beneath the iceberg lay the true behemoth. Schneider even couldn't help but wonder if the dragon that had framed him at the bottom of that ocean had also been a pawn of something else.

In the midst of this profound shock, Schneider became extremely disoriented, and the man in the trench coat beside him couldn't help but offer a cold sarcastic remark.

"Professor Schneider, it seems you're not very happy! Since you've asked to join us, you must be proud to be on our side. Aren't you happy that we were able to create this kind of script?"

Don't you feel deeply excited to be part of such a group? But you seem to be in great pain. You're not just trying to fool me, are you?

You only agreed to this because you wanted some information from me! Maybe if I revealed more information, you'd just blow my head off.

The man in the trench coat let out a deep laugh that echoed throughout the underground armory, like the roar of an owl in the cold night.

He sneered as he walked leisurely around Schneider, the feeling of a snake's belly gliding across the ground, giving people a very sinister and terrifying feeling.

Although the other person was smiling, their face had become extremely ferocious, as if they might pounce on Schneider at any moment and bite him. Schneider was breathing heavily; he couldn't control himself.

But he knew he had to restrain himself, no matter what. Under this intense pressure, Schneider finally calmed down and looked up at the man in the trench coat in front of him, saying something.

"I did agree to join your organization behind the scenes, but my original intention was not to let the board of directors covet the dragons' legacy, or even to let them become new dragons."

But I didn't intend to kill innocent people indiscriminately. All the teachers and students of Kassel College are like family to me. How could I just watch them be destroyed like this? Even Lin Ye was no exception. What did he do wrong?

He just wanted to find the girl he loved. Don't you understand that feeling? When the person you care about most suddenly disappears, it can absolutely drive you crazy.

But the boy was still struggling to restrain himself, desperately searching for that last glimmer of hope. Everyone was trying, everyone was struggling in this whirlpool.

I also admit that when I found out this was the script you set up, I wanted nothing more than to blow your head off, like a watermelon falling from a height and splattering everywhere.

Because at that moment, I truly hated your methods. I admit your script was almost flawless, but don't you think it's incredibly cruel? What wrong have the teachers and students of Kassel College done?

They never thought about conquering the world; they only wanted to slaughter the dragons, and weren't those dragons the root of chaos in the world?

Eliminating them—wouldn't that be an immense act of merit for the entire world? They constantly strengthened themselves to slay the dragon; what wrong did they do? Why are you, the forces behind the scenes, able to do all this so coldly?

In response to Schneider's question, the man in the trench coat couldn't help but sneer, his laughter low and menacing. But as the laughter grew, it became increasingly unrestrained, even bordering on madness. He covered his face with one hand, his laughter becoming utterly manic.

It took him a while to calm down, but he still spoke and laughed at the same time.

"Mr. Schneider, you are absolutely right. I can't even refute you. Just as you said, what wrong have you done? Everyone in the entire Kassel College is right, including Lin Ye who is in the sky."

Even the girl named Erii at the bottom of the ice cellar, and the girl named Nono beside her, they were not wrong. And I can tell you with certainty that I was not wrong either, nor was the force behind us.

If that's the case, it seems like no one is wrong, so why did this game of chess happen?

I admit that our plan was perfect, almost flawless, but if you look at it in the end, our scheme was actually quite low-level, very rudimentary and not particularly clever.

We have simply used a little bit of human nature to completely move everything, just like using a lever to move the earth. Doesn't that sound incredible?

I also found it unbelievable, even before the plan was implemented. It wasn't until it actually happened that I realized, oh, so that's really how it is. It turns out that just a little push can trigger such a tsunami-like impact.

Actually, when I saw Lin Ye unleash his power high in the sky, I couldn't help but tremble. Because that boy was terrifying, you know? It really felt like facing a dragon king in person.

I can tell you with absolute certainty that my bloodline strength is inferior to the opponent's, even far inferior, but so what? In a way, I am the one who will have the last laugh.

As for whether what you said is right or wrong, Mr. Schneider, please stop asking such naive questions. In the adult world, what's the point of commenting on right and wrong? The fact that we exist in this world is the biggest mistake of all.

Because this world itself is filled with too many entanglements of interests, too much love and hate, and even too many desires. These things are intertwined like a net, trapping everyone, and we are like fish in that net, unable to escape.

If we try to break free, our bodies will only be cut in half by the netting, and we might even have to physically separate. That's the fate of us fish. So who should we blame? The fishing net?

No, because we ourselves wove and even set up the fishing net.

Mr. Schneider, you must understand all of this very well, but you're just pretending to be deaf and dumb. It's time for you to wake up.

Our plan will eventually come to fruition, but I can tell you with certainty that our script is only just beginning, but it looks like it's going to reach its climax right from the start. It looks like it's destined to be a thrilling novel, movie, or TV series.

If it can actually be developed in the future, but perhaps there will be far fewer people left by then?

As the man in the trench coat finished speaking, he looked up at the flickering lights above him, the pale yellow glow illuminating his face.

Schneider looked at the man's profile, and he couldn't speak. He knew that profile all too well; it was practically himself, even the same wistful expression.

This moment was like another version of himself, conveying a message to Schneider—a message that could change his destiny: join us, embrace us, and help us succeed.

This voice kept roaring in Schneider's heart, like his past self crying out for help. If he really seized this opportunity, Schneider's own destiny might be completely rewritten.

That would undoubtedly be a momentous change. Perhaps Schneider would no longer need to walk the world as a monster. He could be as handsome, dashing, and humorous as the man in the trench coat he is today. He could even return to being the youngest professor at Kassel College.

In his class, all the students were present, and the classroom was almost full. Most of the students were girls, and there were no seats for boys at all.

All the female students looked at him on the podium, where he spoke with gentle grace and humor, his eyes filled with admiration.

Even when he died, Schneider would surely have been surrounded by wreaths and died peacefully in the company of many people. Just imagining it would be an unimaginable honor.

For a moment, Schneider's lips couldn't help but curl into a smile of satisfaction.

He seemed to have witnessed that happy ending firsthand; for him, it was perhaps another form of redemption.

She was completely unaware that the man in the trench coat beside her had a warm smile, like a vengeful demon ready to devour anyone at any moment.

Chapter 206 A Pleasant Cooperation [Please Subscribe]

In the cold armory, the man in the black trench coat looked at Schneider and said with a sorrowful tone, "Minister Schneider, we were all once abandoned by this world, and we were even abandoned by fate."

But we cannot abandon ourselves. Even if our fate is full of twists and turns, even if we only have half a life left to eke out a living in this world, we must persevere no matter what.

We must grit our teeth and live on. We must declare war on the whole world, on fate, and never bow down to anything.

The man in the black trench coat clenched his fist and spoke in an extremely tragic tone.

If this weren't happening in this cold armory, but rather at a large public square, given the speaker's almost tearful delivery, it would definitely resonate with many.

But no one was destined to applaud his speech, at least not Schneider.

Schneider seemed still deeply moved, imagining a warm future in his mind. Perhaps for him, wasn't that another form of salvation? Why struggle so bitterly in the present?

The man in the black trench coat wasn't thinking about what Schneider could possibly do for him; he simply wanted to say those words, as if he weren't speaking to Schneider, but rather to himself.

After a moment of silence, Schneider spoke again.

"I admit that the power behind the scenes is too great, since you can turn everything into pawns. In this game, even the Dragon King might become your pawn, your target."

But will it really be as you say, that you will burn all the dragon heritage, instead of leaving it to create more dragons?

Similarly, what I'm saying to you is merely coming from your mouth, and it doesn't inspire much confidence at all.

The man in the black trench coat looked up at Schneider and said with a hint of amusement:

“Minister Schneider, of course I know what you’re worried about. Of course I know it’s hard to convince you of my sincerity just by saying it casually, and I don’t expect you to believe me through my words. I prefer to trade chips with the other party.”

Schneider narrowed his eyes slightly. "What kind of bargaining chips?"

The man in the black trench coat spoke with increasing fervor, "Everything has a price, and anything with a price can be exchanged for corresponding tokens, like you."

Schneider paused slightly, "Me? How many chips do you think I would need to exchange for that?"