The clock tower of the Kassel Academy rings three times a day, the first time for the wake-up bell, the second for lunchtime and the third time for the end of the last class of the day.

On the morning when the white doves are flying, the sun splits the dim light of the dawn and reflects the dewy halo on the Bermuda lawn, the forest steps on the bells and yawns Fingal walks on the cobblestone path, and the red squirrel that runs into the college from the hill hides in the green forest and looks at the new faces.

"To be honest, it's been a long time since I've heard the morning bell, and when I woke up, I thought it was noon." Fingal yawned and said, he received a notice from Norma this morning, he was responsible for taking Lin Nian in the same dormitory to the gymnasium for a physical test, and the conspiracy assigned to the dormitory yesterday was exposed.

"Does anyone in the bell tower ring the bell? I heard the interval between the second and third bells two seconds away from the third and fourth tones. Lin Nian turned his head to look in the direction of the bell tower.

"Senior brother, you have very good ears, but why do you notice such details... The automatic bell ringing has no soul, the bell tower of the Kassel Academy is all artificially hit, and the delay in ringing the bell is mostly due to the vice-chancellor ringing the bell again while drinking, and the pause of two seconds is the time he pours whiskey into his mouth. Fingal stretched hard, the massive skeleton under his flesh clicking.

"The vice principal is also responsible for ringing the bell every day?"

"He lives in the bell tower, usually you can only see him on the forum, he is also the top administrator of the forum, I can be regarded as working under him at most."

"But it's not good for your body to drink early in the morning?" Lin Nian tactfully questioned the quality of life of the Kassel Academy's leadership.

"Don't worry, instead of worrying about the vice principal's health, you should worry more about your tutor's blood pressure, there was a recent theft of alchemy items in the ice cellar, so angry that Professor Manstein almost pulled it - oh, by the way, let me tell you a little secret, the vice president of our academy is actually your mentor's own father, how about it, surprise, accident, right?" Fingal raised an eyebrow.

"How old is the Vice Chancellor?" Lin Nian was stunned for a moment and remembered Manstein's shiny bald head and mustache, how do you look like a person in his fifties and sixties, the vice principal of the Kassel Academy is actually Manstein's father? At what age should the Vice Chancellor be able to drink whiskey every morning when the bell rings?

"I don't know, every time someone asks him about his age, he will pretend to press the brim of his cowboy hat and say something: a man's age is like wine, the older it is, the older it tastes, the more drunk a woman becomes. But I can tell you that our headmaster is over 130 years old, and he is still alive, and you can use the headmaster's age to estimate the headmaster's age, and I heard that they are good friends. Fingal tugged at his collar to fend off the slightly cold mountain breeze of the morning.

"The principal is over 130 years old and hasn't retired yet? At this age, you should be confined to a wheelchair, right? Lin Nian was shocked by this number.

"Because of the bloodline, a half-breed like the principal, basically has nothing to do with illness or anything in his life, if he dies one day, it must not be because of coronary heart disease, cerebral infarction or something, the most likely is that he stumbled and hung up in front of the horse when he slayed a dragon, or he was so old that all the body parts were rusty and couldn't move." Fingal bent his right arm, and his biceps propped up the school uniform: "Now the one hundred and thirty-year-old Principal Ange is still hard-dressed and strong, and he is a good man who can walk on his arms like me!" ”

Lin Nian tried hard to imagine an old man of one hundred and thirty years as strong as Fingal, but no matter how he thought about it, he could only think of the dried corpse mother in the wheelchair that SpongeBob met when he was selling chocolate.

"Well, if your pedigree is as good as Professor Manstein says, then you can basically live to the age of the president and still swim up and down the Chicago River." Fingal patted Lin Nian's shoulder and pinched his forearm and said, "Of course, if you want to achieve the second point, you have to keep exercising every day. ”

"I have studied kendo for a few years for self-defense, and occasionally participated in exhibition matches or something to work part-time to make ends meet." Lin Nian explained.

"Oh? In this way, your cold weapon course can be majored in swords, and if you have a foundation, it is easy to get full credits in the first academic year. Fingal said.

"The academy also has a cold weapons course?"

"Of course there is, but collectively referred to as physical education classes, other schools test a thousand meters, pull-ups and lung capacity, we test empty-handed combat, cold weapon melee combat and wilderness survival, since you have a foundation in kendo, empty-handed fighting, I suggest you choose Bajiquan or Ba Rou."

"This course is really a professional dragon slaying academy... But do the arrangers expect us to subdue the dragons with physical arts? It's hard for me to imagine a student locking a choke or armbar on a behemoth more than a dozen meters high. Lin Nian was skeptical.

"Actually, most of our enemies are not always true pure-blooded dragons." Fingal shook his head and said, "Empty-handed combat is of course used to deal with enemies of our size. ”

"You mean... Person? Lin Nian paused.

"It should be said that it is a dangerous half-blood." Fingal glanced back at Lin Nian who was in place: "The academy will always miss some hidden hybrids in normal society, but there are many dangerous elements in these hybrids, and it is also one of our responsibilities to deal with them." ”

"That is, killing." Lin Nian said.

Fingal also stopped, as if realizing that he had gone too far from the topic, and said something he shouldn't have said in advance, he scratched his hair like a chicken nest, and his face was a little embarrassed: "I can't say that, those half-breeds who have lost their minds can no longer be called human beings in a sense, what they have done has greatly threatened human society, we can only get rid of them or take them into custody." ”

"Senior brother, have you ever killed someone?" Lin Nian asked softly as he followed Fingal's footsteps again.

"Me? No, I haven't graduated yet. Fingal said, "Most of the killers with blood on their hands are in the Enforcement Department, Mandy should have told you about our academy package allocation, right?" After graduating from your senior year, you can choose to work in the executive department, and you should know what the place is all about. ”

"So the war with the dragons and everything else can only be touched upon after graduation?"

"No... In fact, to be precise, you should still have the opportunity to experience the feeling of war before you graduate. Fingal hesitated for a moment and said: "The predecessor of the Kassel Academy was the secret party, the secret headquarters, and later decided to take the path of running a school because of the innovation of the original school board members, but to put it bluntly, both the secret party and the Kassel Academy uphold the same iron-blooded beliefs. Therefore, in order to make the freshmen feel the heavy responsibility on their shoulders, the college will send first-year freshmen on a fixed mission, most of which are to hunt down and arrest dangerous hybrids, and the freshmen are responsible for a series of work such as lookouts and sentry guards who can observe the work of the commissioners of the executive department in a safe place to slash the enemy, so that the freshmen can quickly and directly appreciate the cruelty of the war between the hybrids and the dragons. ”

"It feels interesting, brother, have you considered joining the executive department after graduation?" Lin Nian asked as he looked at the rough man next to him who was half a head taller than him but had a listless face.

"That's for sure, I think I've had a good time when I was a senior brother, joining the executive department is the graduation direction of 90% of the students, my dream is to join the executive department after completing enough credits and be assigned to the Cuban branch, I heard that the crime rate there is small, and the brothers who go on a business trip are all beautiful girls who can put a goblet in their arms in an open-top car, with a cigar in their mouths that the beautiful girl just rubbed out of their thighs, holding the steering wheel in one hand and the desert eagle in the other... In short, it's a commotion! Fingal's tone was full of expectation and reverence.

Lin Nian suddenly felt that if every student who graduated from the Kassel Academy was like him, probably human history would have been finished a long time ago.

While chatting, the two of them were already approaching their destination, and even if they looked up in the forest path, they could already see the eggshell-like dome of the gymnasium, which was a rare modern building in the academy.

"The gymnasium is in front, and I'll send it here, senior brother." Fingal suddenly stood still.

"Brother Fingal has a class in the morning?" Lin Nian turned his head.

"No, it's just that I ate too much for breakfast before, and now I kind of want to squat in the toilet." Fingal clutched his stomach in embarrassment.

"Thank you, senior brother, for leading the way." Lin Nian nodded, and Fingal immediately slipped away.

After walking the last path alone, Lin Nian saw the main entrance of the gymnasium through the forest, Professor Manstein and a tower-like man stood there waiting, and immediately waved his hand to signal him to go when he saw Lin Nian coming out of the path.