C-level hybrid forced to slay a dragon

Caesar sped off on his motorcycle, holding his A-level student ID, his golden eyes gleaming like two gas lamps, and leaped across the school gate.

The rubber tires screeched against the ground as the giant toy car sat sideways in front of the central fountain.

The arrogant young nobleman raised his head, whistling, his icy eyes scanning his territory.

“VENI VIDI VICI (I come, I see, I conquer)”.

He was both immature and arrogant. But Luo Yin had to admit that the other party did indeed possess a certain legendary "kingly aura".

He looked like Caesar or Alexander, those incredibly powerful and arrogant emperors.

Oh, so his name is Caesar. That's alright then.

As Caesar made his dazzling entrance, paparazzi king Fingel carried a camera and recorded the entire event, marveling at the spectacle.

"Senior Brother Fen, who is this Italian slut?"

"Caesar Gattuso. The Gattuso family is an old-fashioned mixed-race family, with connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds in Europe, and they even hold a top-three position on the school board."

This slut is the most prized heir of the Gattuso family, their future emperor.

Fingel made no secret of his envy of the dog owners.

"I don't know what you're thinking, junior brother, but I'm ready to grovel. The Gattuso family gives hundreds of millions in net aid to the school every year; they could crush the next generation of races just by throwing money at them."

I need to quickly write a report this afternoon: should we choose the Italian nobleman or the emperor riding a Harley...?

Luo Yin pressed on Fingal's shoulder and said solemnly, "Senior brother, how do you want to lick? Include me."

Fingel: ?

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While most freshmen were busy getting acquainted with the campus, Luo Yin continued to bury himself in his studio.

They worked day and night carving bullets and adjusting the ratio of the circuit filler, and the discarded bullets piled up into a small mountain.

finally......

Level 1 Alchemy Item

Silver Bullet

Effect: Creates a small-scale elemental turbulence, temporarily disrupting mental domains such as Word of Power and Alchemy from within.

Triggering method: After exiting the barrel, the target experiences a violent physical impact within the mental domain.

Note: A fully-fledged level 1 alchemy item.

On the brass bullet head were beautifully shaped, wildly twisting and spreading alchemical circuits. They were filled with a material specially made by Luo Yin, a mixture of cinnabar, silver powder and a small amount of blood, with strange and magnificent black and silver inscriptions.

This is another milestone work of his since the Permanent Memories, a weapon that can be directly applied to the battlefield of dragon slaying.

The silver bullets require specially designed magazines and are fired from oversized alchemical revolvers, making them ideal for the assassins in the Execution Department.

This time, he plans to start his own business.

Chapter Fourteen: The Emperor, the Blacksmith, and the Mafia Advisor

If you were to ask who the most popular player in Kassel is right now, it would undoubtedly be César Gattuso.

The way he looked like a lion king inspecting his new territory made it hard not to want to kick him.

In just a few hours, the identity of the Caesar school board member, the heir of the Gattuso family, his philandering father, his mysterious mother, and the discord within the family were all laid bare.

There was nothing for him to hide; he was Caesar, the man born to rule.

When Luo Yin saw that his father was named Pompey, he still felt that the Gattuso family was somewhat plagued by some serious illness... (Pompey broke with Caesar during the Roman civil war, and was killed during his exile).

"Wolf culture" is undesirable; engaging in "wolf-like" practices within a family inevitably carries some feudalistic remnants.

After the Italian nobleman entered the school, Manstein's blood pressure continued to rise every hour. He raced cars on campus, threw parties in Valhalla, went on dates and got into fights everywhere, and even suggested drinking champagne in the pool (a suggestion that Manstein's father really liked).

Scholarships, fines? Those are nothing. And don't even think about seeing a single word of a self-criticism.

Would the bald old man from the disciplinary committee really want to fire the boss's son? No way, no way.

Luo Yin discovered that the "extra-legal rights" he gained through the system and working himself to the bone were nothing compared to those with financial power or the privileged children of high-ranking officials.

No one can expel this slut unless he becomes the principal's folding knife or the playboy who burned the night watchman's.

Luo Yin expressed great envy and strongly condemned this.

Caesar came to Kassel for only three things—to cause trouble, to cause trouble, and to cause trouble again!

When it comes to breeding hybrids, the family's resources far exceed those of Cassel.

That old good-for-nothing Frost just wanted him to come to Kassel to get some prestige, to let the young mixed-race people of this generation see their future leader, the new generation of "Emperor".

Caesar: Let me see the action plan arranged by the family...

The first step is to enter the campus and visit Angers and the Night Watch.

Okay, forget it.

The second step is to join the student discipline committee and participate in student management.

Okay, the disciplinary committee is his number one enemy.

The third step is to join the Lionheart Club, a long-established, prestigious, and elite student organization at the school. Simply provide a letter of recommendation from a former Lionheart Club member in your family.

Let me see... what's that, the student council? The recruiter looks pretty pitiful, I'll take that one.

If Luo Yin knew what this man truly thought, he would understand that Caesar was neither an emperor nor a crown prince; he was simply a rebellious brat from a single-parent family.

One day later, Caesar officially became the vice president of the student council.

The student council sounds like the school's top student organization, but it's nothing compared to the Lionheart Society. The organization has very few juniors and virtually no seniors; any slightly better students inevitably side with the Lionheart Society.

In the vast organization, he was the only one born with A-level bloodline; there were only a handful of A-level students.

In a mixed-race society based on bloodline, this sounds truly pathetic...like a bunch of puppies huddling together for warmth.

But that's perfect; he's only interested when there's a challenge.

He skipped a week of classes after the start of the semester. He completely sidelined the president and streamlined the internal structure.

The first step was to recruit and build a girl group dressed in white lace dresses. According to his plan, this would be the strongest face of the student council in the future.

The second step was to rent the Amber Hall of the Academy at a high price. A large organization should act like a large organization. Holding up signs to recruit new members on the roadside is like begging for food.

The third step is to formulate a student union revitalization plan. This includes establishing new development goals, recruiting talent, especially outstanding freshmen, and carrying out student activities with distinctive student union characteristics.

In the past, the student council's revitalization strategy was to unite and cooperate (the weak banding together), assist each other (useless consolation), and improve themselves (a form of mental victory). Finally, they aimed to compete fairly with the Lionheart on the battlefield of dragon slaying.

Caesar wanted nothing more than to slap the old chairman a few times. "You're a fucking Fish Leong fan, aren't you?"

Are you suggesting that a bunch of C-level fighters should be put to the test against the Lionheart Society's quasi-executive specialists? How many moves can a platoon of weaklings possibly exchange with users of Setsuna, Dustless Land, and Blazing Blaze?

After much painful reflection, Caesar finalized his grand strategy.

The Lionheart Society values ​​courage, perseverance, and dedication, aspiring to join the Executive Division to slay dragons around the world. Joining the "Decapitators," a secret unit, is considered the highest honor.

But in Caesar's view, all these ideas could be summarized in one sentence: be a good tool of the academy. Caesar, never a slave.

If the student union wants to revitalize and develop, and to stand up to the established forces, it must completely open its mind. The students of Kassel are not reserve soldiers; they yearn for freedom, love, and unforgettable university years.

The student council will be committed to fighting for all student rights.

Caesar searched through various materials about student activities and finally found something interesting.

"A day of freedom".

Many years ago, students, dissatisfied with the college's high-pressure militaristic management, negotiated with the board of directors and the president to secure a unique holiday for students—a day of freedom.

On this day, students can organize all kinds of activities on their own, disregarding all disciplinary regulations.

It's a day of "chaos," where students just need to avoid causing serious injuries or severe damage to facilities.

However, this great holiday has become increasingly formalized after its founders graduated, and now it is almost equivalent to "a day off from school, go have fun on your own."

Freedom is a day well spent; Caesar's philosophy of life was to be free for 365 days a year, to be a man like the wind.

On this day at the Night Watch Forum, "Dicktedo," representing the entire student council, formally declared war on the Lionheart.

The Student Union will always prioritize the interests of students and strive for their freedom. We are now recruiting from all new and returning students, and welcome all outstanding young people who are innovative (able to create interesting content), independent (often break school rules), and do not blindly follow authority (stubborn to the end).

César Gattuso will lead the student council to surpass the aging lion within a year, and the future of Kassel belongs to the student council! His first promise is to revive the tradition of "Freedom Day," with him personally covering 70% of the expenses, and he will lead the negotiations with the school.

What Caesar needed was a "war"—a stunning surprise attack that would expose the Lionheart's weakness and make him famous overnight.

The most direct way would be to use the school as a battlefield and have a real-life confrontation with the Lionheart Society. This would not only embody the theme of freedom and boldness but also demonstrate strength.

He understood that persuading the school wouldn't be easy. But even more difficult was how to achieve victory after the event. The existence of the Discipline Domain had narrowed the gap in bloodlines, but with the current manpower, defeat was already inevitable.

He needs to recruit soldiers for this war.

The student union secretariat compiled a list for him, mainly consisting of first- and second-year students who had not yet joined or applied to the Lionheart Club, primarily those in Category A and those in Category B with outstanding performance. However, most of the invitations went unanswered.

Changing students' stereotypes about the student council is no easy task, and Caesar is considering hosting a grand ball at Amber Hall this week and delivering an inspiring speech to attract talent.

Just as he was having a headache, there was a knock on the office door.

The two boys walked to the table and sat down. One of the girls in the white lace dress placed a document on the table and whispered a few words to Caesar.

The fact that he volunteered shows that the publicity strategy was effective.

Caesar looked the two men over and had to admit he was somewhat disappointed.

The former had a stubble beard, his clothes looked like they had just been tidied up, he smelled like a family bucket of instant noodles, and he seemed to be quite old;

The latter was dressed in a lab coat, with dark circles under his eyes like a panda. He didn't look very muscular, so he probably wasn't of average descent.

A quick glance at the files revealed Luo Yin, a freshman in the Alchemy Department, class of 07, tentatively ranked C. Nothing particularly noteworthy... two arrests, three interrogation records? That was an ability he admired.

Class of 01... Does Kassel still accept graduate students? E level (Finger failed again), does the college still have this level?

Caesar immediately realized that the visitor was no ordinary person.

"President, I have long admired your student council revitalization plan. The world has suffered under the lion's heart for too long!" Fingel began, seizing the initiative.

"Lionheart Society, bah! They've long been lackeys of the Executive Department. The great spirit of Kassel needs a leader like you to revive it!"

Luo Yin looked at him and saw that he was speaking in a human voice, but all he could hear was barking.

Caesar's eye twitched; he had underestimated him.