If I have time, I will play a song passionately, and then it will end in a scene of fire and rain. By then, I will die without regrets..."

The old man seemed to be telling something that he was looking forward to, his tone full of yearning.

Perhaps Angers died after the Summer Mourning incident, leaving only a vengeful soul to support him, and in the end he could only rest in peace with the glorious destruction of the Dragon Clan.

"Good guy, as expected of you, this picture is too beautiful, even when you die, you look so cool."

The vice-principal seemed to have thought of that scene, and couldn't help but sigh: "If that day comes, have you figured out what music to play?"

"Let's do an impromptu song."

"Awesome!"

The vice-chancellor gave Angers a thumbs up.

The latter shrugged calmly, "Old friend, you know I've always been cool."

"Okay, I digress again. We seem to have been talking about the new student Lu Mingfei. I have passed this level. I can ignore the bloodline issue of this boy for the time being and wait for the 3E exam.

Let’s look at the situation again.

But what about the school board?

We got news not long ago that the school board will soon arrange an investigation team to come to the college to investigate the invasion of the college by the dragon-shaped Deadpool and the investigation of your precious student Lu Mingfei," the vice-principal said.

"Oh? These wolves react so quickly?" Anger raised his eyebrows.

"Don't care if it's Lu Mingfei's S-class bloodline or the academy being invaded by the dragon-shaped Deadpool. Neither of these are major events that can arouse their climax. They are already extremely thirsty.

Old friend, you have to be careful this time. I heard that the school board has filed fifty-eight charges against you. It will only take a matter of minutes to impeach you, and your precious student Lu Mingfei will also be involved this time.

Can you handle this?"

"If you're not afraid of death, just come." Ange said with a smile.

But the vice principal heard a hint of coldness.

"Oh, don't worry. After all, you are so handsome. How could anyone impeach you, Frost? Not even that old boy. That guy is even balder than my professor's son. As for Lu Ming

No, it seems to me that this boy has no other abnormalities other than his great strength, so even if those people really come to investigate, there is a high probability that they will not find anything."

The vice-principal quickly comforted him, fearing that the vengeful man would kill him if he got excited.

"That's it..."

Angers felt a little regretful.

"Otherwise? What else do you want?"

Seeing Ange's disappointed expression, the vice principal's eyes twitched slightly.

The former immediately laughed, "Of course everyone will be happy with this. Maybe they and I can still have a good drink, but it's a pity that you destroyed the two bottles of Lafite that I treasured."

"To be precise, there is still a small half left, but these are naturally mine."

The vice-principal put the remaining half bottle of Lafite into his arms and said, "Old friend, I will withdraw first. Just remember, you must not cause trouble."

"Wait a minute, don't tell anyone about the Nibelungen." Angers asked.

If Lu Mingfei had really entered there, there must be something like a brand that could allow him to enter again. No matter what, he couldn't let others know, especially those on the school board.

"Old guy, don't tell me, if you really know the entrance to that country, are you going to secretly stuff a nuclear bomb by yourself?" the vice principal turned to ask.

"Isn't it okay?"

Ange raised his eyebrows, "When that day comes, won't you be happy to see the dragon clan destroyed? Or will you be sad because of losing me, an old friend?"

"As your friend, I will definitely go to your funeral and bring your favorite red wine." The vice principal said, "But are you sure you can handle it?"

Ange said in a deep voice: "You and I both know that those guys on the school board can't fight against the Dragon Clan. In the end, they are just a group of capitalists. If you talk about dreams and passion with capitalists, it won't make sense at all. They don't understand at all.

Knowing the cruelty of war with dragons, the funny thing is that those people are already full of fighting spirit and confidence.

They think that after the dragon clan is completely destroyed, they will naturally control the world, but in fact, that is the beginning of the war."

The vice-principal shrugged noncommittally, "You are right, those people are just capitalists, and they value profits more."

"So we can only rely on ourselves, old friend. I need your help before the war with the Dragon Clan ends." Angers looked at Flamel.

"I will definitely support you mentally." The vice-principal immediately stated firmly.

"You know, old friend, what I want is not only your spiritual support, but also your physical support. All of you will support me without reservation! Support me!" Ange's eyes were stern and scary.

"Ah...even though we are the only ones in the office, don't say it so openly. I'm going to be embarrassed."

The vice-principal twitched his plump butt shyly.

"So you are planning to follow me?" Angers became interested.

"No, I didn't say it. You said it yourself. Old friend, you are already over a hundred years old and you only have a few years left to live. Why don't you enjoy the world and slay dragons and so on? Of course

There will be newcomers to take over, you have done enough, it’s time to take a break.” The vice-principal said earnestly.

"You know me, so why would you say such meaningless words?"

"Oh, I know you have always been cool. You are dressed in black, like a mourner, and you even have a knife hidden in your sleeve. For more than a hundred years, you have been thinking about slaying dragons all the time. You seem elegant.

, in fact, he is just an old bastard who loves to hold grudges, and whoever has a grudge against you will be your mortal enemy."

"Haha, old man, you really understand me, and why don't you? Why have you been hiding in the bell tower of the college all these years? Don't tell me any funny reasons like you want to retire here."

"You asked knowingly, because this place gives me a sense of belonging, and my bald son is still here," the vice-principal said.

"Ange, I actually don't like the capitalists on the school board either, but at least they know that after the war with the dragons is over, they will continue to think about rebuilding this world, a world completely controlled by hybrids.

So you have to know that we are indeed like-minded in destroying the Dragon Clan, but you must not go further and further down the road of destruction and revenge, otherwise I won’t be able to hold you back, and I might even become a stumbling block for you, even if you severely punish me.

I won’t hesitate to step on you.”

After saying this, Flamel took the small half bottle of red wine and left without looking back.

Angers looked at the fat figure of the other party leaving, and after a while, drank the Lafite in the wine glass in one gulp.
Chapter completed!