Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"..."

Everyone looked at the master and servant, with different expressions on their faces.

The entire library fell into dead silence, and only the sound of waves and the howling of the wind could be heard.

Chu Zihang observed the polite secretary carefully with an expressionless face, from head to toe, his gaze resting on the other's exposed ice-blue left eye.

At this moment, he suddenly understood where the other person's familiarity with him came from.

He saw the shadow of Caesar in this man.

But this man named Patsy has a gentle and gentle temperament. He is completely different from Caesar, but he can strangely make Chu Zihang feel familiar that he shouldn't have.

"Master, please don't misunderstand me." Patsy put his palms on his chest, bowed slightly and said respectfully, "I have no intention of doing this, nor am I qualified."

"This is what your uncle asked me to convey. He doesn't want you to use the body repatriation document."

After saying that, Patsy stood up straight and looked at Schneider in an unassuming manner: "Professor Schneider was also a very good educator. He will definitely respect an uncle's wish to care for his nephew, right?"

After hearing this, Schneider was silent for a moment, and finally smiled coldly and said nothing more.

Looking at the gentle and polite secretary in front of him, Caesar felt as if he had been punched on cotton, feeling extremely aggrieved.

It was impossible for him to really argue loudly and loudly with Patsy, the secretary, in front of so many people.

There was only one thing he could do.

That is to show your attitude with actions...

Click.

Just when a stern look flashed in Caesar's eyes, the door of the library was suddenly pushed open.

"Hey, we have a new guest."

Almost at the same time as the voice came, a hand patted Patsy on the shoulder.

There was no warning, it was unexpected.

When this hand patted Patsy's shoulder, his relaxed body instantly tensed up.

Deep in the eyes covered by long hair, the red gold color glowed with a sharp color.

The instinct of this body was warning frantically, and his reaction speed, which was several times faster than that of ordinary people, made him subconsciously take countermeasures.

A pitch-black hunting knife slipped silently from the cuff of his hand.

It was a hunting knife that was exactly the same as Caesar's "Dictado". The only difference between twin works of the same knifemaker was the inscription on it.

Caesar's hunting knife was named after Caesar's title "Dictator", and this hunting knife was named after Octavian's title "Augustus".

Patsy, who also mastered the "Assassin Assassination Technique", moved even faster and more fiercely than Caesar.

But in the blink of an eye, a hand stuck tightly on his wrist holding the knife, interrupting all his subsequent movements without hesitation.

The palm that grabbed his wrist was slender and powerful, and the muscles and bones under the skin were as tough and protruding as pine. It seemed that the wrist bones could be crushed into powder with just a little force.

Percy turned to look to his side, and his completely ignited golden eyes met the red gold ones.

Bang! !

Everyone felt an inexplicable impact, and Patsy, who bumped into him at close range, felt it even more clearly.

Not wind pressure or high fever, but majesty!

It was as if a mountain peak was slowly falling and was about to fall on top of him.

The cold death was still stimulating his brain, and Patsy, who never revealed his personal feelings easily, felt stinging, as if countless innocent souls were screaming in his ears.

"...I'm sorry, Professor Jiang Shouyun."

Patsy suppressed his body's instinct and took a half step back, bowing slightly to the figure beside him: "Please forgive me for my unintentional rudeness because of your noble blood."

His pale golden forehead hair hung down, covering the upper half of his face. His expression and tone had returned to their original indifference and peace, and the original tit-for-tat atmosphere seemed to have dissipated in an instant.

"I forgive you."

Jiang Shouyun's eyes had turned back to deep blue, and he looked at Passi with a subtle smile and said, "Before taking action next time, it's best to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, otherwise it will be bad if you lose an arm or a leg."

After that, he looked at Chu Zihang and Fingel in the distance, and said: "Have you rested enough? If you have rested enough, continue the mission... And you, Caesar, bring what I gave you before. ."

Caesar was still distracted and didn't know what he was thinking. He came back to his senses after being patted on his golden retriever.

Just when Jiang Shouyun opened the door and walked out, Patsy, who was bowing, suddenly spoke.

"Professor Jiang Shouyun, your recent performance is unforgettable. They are looking forward to seeing you and hope to see more exciting performances from you."

He raised his head slightly and said in a calm and calm tone: "You will soon have the opportunity to formally pay a formal visit to the powerful people among the mixed race."

"The one with power?"

Jiang Shouyun didn't turn around to look at him, he just repeated these three words playfully.

"Um... Secretary Patsy, right? Keep those good things you brought for your young master to yourself."

His voice became much gentler, as if he said with care like an elder: "Those who have not long to live should be kinder to themselves."

"Your bloodline is indeed quite good, but fakes are fakes no matter how real they are. If his confidence is something like you, then he'd better hide behind him honestly."

"You can convey this sentence back unchanged and say it is what Jiang Shouyun meant."

After that, Jiang Shouyun said no more and walked out.

Chu Zihang passed by Patsy expressionlessly.

He has rejected that so-called familiarity.

To regard a stranger he met for the first time as Caesar was not the attitude Chu Zihang should have towards Caesar.

After returning to the academy last month, Caesar and Chu Zihang have done a lot after becoming the president of the student union and the president of the Lionheart Club respectively.

The entire Student Union and Lionheart Club have been injected with vigorous vitality, and drastic reforms have been carried out within the Student Union and Lionheart Club.

We will sort out the huge structure of the entire Student Union and Lionheart Club, cut off all unnecessary and unnecessary departments and expenses, and adjust and allocate support to places with competitiveness and potential.

If the former Student Union and Lionheart Club were just slightly displeased and secretly competing with each other, the confrontation between the two organizations was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Then Caesar's ascension to the throne was like a fierce word "war" swaying on the white curtain, sounding the war horn of the two ace societies of Kassel College, and igniting a fire in the college that had been silent for too long.

Therefore, under the subtle influence of a certain professor named Jiang, their rivalry began to subtly influence every aspect of college life.

It ranges from the proportion of faction members on the top 10 grade-point rankings to the number of awards won by the faction's representative team in mid- to large-scale competitions, and down to the number of outstanding performances of faction members during class.

The atmosphere of the entire college began to slowly change. The "rising star" student union continued to accumulate strength, and the originally decrepit Lionheart Club gradually revived.

The struggle started by Caesar and Chu Zihang with the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club was like a catalyst, luring more neutral students to participate in this factional struggle that threw their heads and shed blood to prove their reputation as elites. .

But it turns out that Chu Zihang and Caesar can't stand each other, but they often have the same views on some things.

So it can even be said that they both admire each other in their hearts, which does not conflict with the fact that they hate each other.

Just like Caesar is a very proud person, Chu Zihang is also a very proud person.

Therefore, "Caesar Gattuso" is just "Caesar Gattuso".

He doesn't look like anyone, and there is no one like him.

"Oh, it's not good for you to offend anyone. You must offend him, brother."

Fingel patted him on the shoulder very sympathetically, and Caesar looked at him deeply without saying a word before leaving.

Patsy left without saying a word.

After arriving in his room, he didn't turn on the light. He just sat in the darkness and opened the notebook in front of him. The dim light illuminated his face.

The golden silk-like forehead was lifted up, revealing the eyes covered by the hair.

One is ice blue and one is dark gold.

No matter how beautiful these two colors look separately, their appearance on the same face is shocking, as if they are seeing an evil ghost.

If Schneider saw him, he would definitely subdue him with a stern voice.

Because this means that his bloodline is extremely unstable, and it can be said that he has half a foot in the realm of Deadpool.

This is one of the main reasons why Jiang Shouyun said that his time was numbered.

The price to pay for a bloodline that is forcibly acquired through special means is extremely terrifying, and life is only the cheapest.

Bang bang bang! !

Patsy's fingers danced rapidly on the keyboard, like a peerless dancer dancing on a hot iron plate, and the flat lenses reflected rows of flying characters.

Rome, Italy.

A figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the ant-sized human being at his feet.

He was wearing a crisp black suit with a dark red handkerchief tucked into his coat pocket. He looked like a gentleman and aristocrat.

But the crutch in his hand and the face that was too old to tell the age reflected in the glass reminded him that he was dying and half of his feet were in the coffin.

However, the phoenix family emblem, symbolizing the honor of the Gattuso family, hanging above the head still shines brightly under the crystal lamp.

Frost Gattuso, the de facto head of the Gattuso family and a member of the Cassel College Board of Trustees, sits behind the scenes as the leader of the secret party.

He sits here almost every day, managing hundreds of thousands of his family's employees around the world without leaving home.

At the same time, he is also the "uncle who never dies" in the words of Caesar Gattuso.

"This kid Caesar never seems to understand the love his family has for him."

Frost sighed and said, "It really makes me, an uncle, worried."

"Sorry, it was my mistake." Patsy's respectful voice came from behind him.

On the desk behind him, on the "desktop of power," Patsy's image appeared on his computer.

"It has nothing to do with you. You have tried your best and done a good job." Frost encouraged gently, "It seems that I have underestimated our young S-class."

"Do you need me to follow you?" Patsy said, "I'm worried something might happen to Caesar."

"Caesar is the person that the family has been waiting for for hundreds of years. There is no need to worry about him."

He shook the red wine glass in his hand and whispered: "He just needs exercise. We will not allow him to die young. He is the person we chose to start a new era."

In the family, descendants whose bloodline is far purer than Caesar's have also appeared, and the various high-risk speech spirits they displayed have been recorded.

But instead of being nurtured as an heir, he was quietly removed from the family tree and secretly sent overseas in a similar manner.

After waiting for decades, I was always disappointed and disappointed again.

Until the family elders took over the silent baby from the nurse's blood-stained hands, the baby didn't make any cry, but opened its ice-blue eyes to observe the world from the moment it left the womb.

"His name is Caesar, the name of the great king in Italian history," Ferost said in a gentle tone, as if he was loved like a treasure, "He is the person we have been waiting for for thousands of years."

Caesar Gattuso, that is the bloodline of one in a thousand, one in ten thousand, one in a hundred thousand.

With Caesar's pride, it is difficult to imagine his own future, because the future is so vast and magnificent that it has completely surpassed the times.

The only pity is that he is not very obedient!

Disobedient children are the most annoying. Sometimes when I look at his stubborn face, I really want to slap him.

But there is no use in lashing him. Even if you slap him until his cheeks are split and bloodshot is splashed into his eyes, those ice blue pupils will still look at you with disdain without blinking.

This is the real stubbornness, and you will be stubborn until death.

"We all have rebellious stages." Frost sighed, looking into the distance with turbid and deep eyes, "...S-level? It is indeed a good power, but it can only go so far."

"I don't like him very much." Passy's calm voice came, "A strong knife will break and may hurt yourself."

Ferost did not reply to him, but smiled and asked: "Did they really discover Leviathan? That big guy only mentioned in apocrypha?"

"Sorry, I'm not sure." Percy's tone was apologetic, "But in my opinion, compared to the disaster that occurred nine years ago, the guy who appeared this time seems to be much weaker."

No one knows what that guy is, and no one knows whether it is really called Leviathan, but the name is not important, as long as it is known that it caused the Greenland incident nine years ago.

Nine years ago, the executive department of the Kassel Institute heard a heartbeat signal from the deep sea for the first time, and discovered embryos or eggs suspected to be secondary species in Greenland.

Since the establishment of the secret party, they have only obtained one dragon embryo, which is a weak dragon three generations beyond the species. Its bloodline is already very weak.

It is conceivable how tempting a complete and powerful embryo is to them. If it can be analyzed, they can learn more about the ancient dragon clan and gain a glimpse of the dragon clan's extremely powerful power.

So the school board intervened and ordered the team led by Schneider to dive down as soon as possible to confirm the target.

The result of that time was that the dive team was wiped out, the school board ordered all files to be sealed, and the investigation of that incident was forcibly terminated.

The result that others knew was that only "one person" survived that time, but in fact "one and a half" survived.

The rumored surviving Schneider is actually only "half".

The other "one" is "EVA" who has lost his body and has only memory and has become an artificial intelligence, and the "A-class" hybrid who has lost his friends and lovers and has only hatred and anger.

——Today's "E-class", the loser in everyone's eyes, Fingel.

Vomiting blood, damn word, there are 2,000 words of garbled content. For the time being, I will use the previous chapters to top it off. I will code it again now. Please forgive me orz! !

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