Late at night, on the top floor of the principal's office.

A table lamp, eight bone china cups. Eight figures sit in darkness around a large desk, unilluminated. The wind blows the fallen leaves rolling on the roof, no one has spoken for a long time, and the atmosphere is mysterious, like the white steam overflowing from a cup of tea.

Ange greeted the others: "It's a rare occasion to invite several students to the evening tea party, welcome you, and all the hard-working instructors......"

"! Why am I on a mission with a team of madmen? Am I despairing of my life of repeating grades? Don't go! Resolutely not go! Fingal yelled as he writhed in his chair. The reason why he could only writhe in the chair instead of getting up and running away immediately was because his hands were tied behind the chair with a belt. Beside him, the vice principal with his pants lifted sneered hideously.

"I haven't mentioned that I want you to go to China to slay dragons, can you have another attack later?" Ange scratched his head.

"Don't think I can't guess what you think! What evening tea party? It's a mobilization meeting, right? It's just to tie me and Chu Zihang to the same boat, right? I've done my job, headmaster, don't be on the pay! I'm graduating next year with honor, and as an executive specialist, I'm flying around the world on missions with sexy girls, racing and smoking cigars on Cuban roads, lying on the beach in Hawaii and having people put on sunscreen for me, and rowing on the Mekong River with the Oriental girls I meet...... My good days are coming, please I have to stay up for nine years to graduate! I don't want to fold before dawn! Fingal was indignant. You're not talking about the life of an executive commissioner, it's James Bond's. Schneider, the head of the executive department, said hoarsely, "If there are people in the executive department who live like that, it can only be that I am not able to control it!" ”

"It's like a powerful discipline, we don't ...... at all without that king's servant" Li Su, who was eating muffins as usual, completely forgot to control his mouth, and only halfway through his words did he realize that he had just scolded his mentor, and his hand shook and the muffin fell to the ground, his face turned pale.

"I was wrong, mentor......" Li Su cried with a sad face.

"No, that's really a dereliction of our duty." Schneider sighed and took the pot, which surprised him a little.

"As a one-of-a-kind 'G' grade, you thought it would be so easy to graduate? Even if the principal and I release the water, do you think the school board will retaliate against you? The principal and I are creating opportunities for you. Imagine that you have completed this task, and your internship report will be so impressive, that the school directors will not find a reason to stop you from graduating! Otherwise, you'll probably have to go to your first 10th grade! The vice-principal patted Fingal on the shoulder, a fatherly look of encouragement.

"It's better to die in the flame of this madman's indiscriminate attack...... I'd rather nibble on pork knuckle and go to 10th grade! Fingal glared at Chu Zihang next to him, but his arrogance was obviously a little low.

Chu Zihang sat there expressionlessly, drinking tea and eating chocolate cake.

"You can only use violence against this kind of guy." The vice-principal said to Guderian next to him.

Guderian nodded frequently, and if he had a small notebook at hand, he would definitely take it and record it.

Ange coughed, "Can I continue?" It has been a tradition of many years to invite the best students to have a cup of tea, talk about the history of the college, and look to the future. The four of you here today are the true elite of this academy, and I am very honored to inform you that you will be sent to China as interns to investigate the recent revelation of the 'Dragon King's Awakening'. ”

"Sorry for your sister......" Fingal cried.

"It won't just be the four of us, will it?" Lu Mingfei was also a little uneasy.

"There are many teams from the academy, and there are only four people in your group." "Don't feel inexperienced, you're 'A' and 'S', even Fingal was 'A', and you have an advantage in pedigree over most of the Commissioners in the Executive Department. The more you face the high-status Elder Dragon, the greater the role of the bloodline. ”

"The news of the Dragon King's awakening has been made public, which is the biggest crisis in the history of the academy, and in fact, the elites that the executive department can mobilize have been divided into different groups and dispatched to the nest." Schneider said, "The students also sent two groups, the other one including Caesar Gattuso, Chen Motong, Inuyama Kotono and Natsumi. ”

Fingal, who was full of indignation, was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned a few times, and he stretched his neck and squeezed his eyebrows at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang: "I said, you two are really tragic!" The girls with crushes are all in a group with Caesar! Why don't I have a crush on Caesar! In this way, the three of us have a crush to form a group, and our tragic group will be extremely sad! ”

"No kidding, it wasn't my decision to send Caesar, it was the opinion of the school board," Ange said, "Chu Zihang's lineage is still 'questionable,' and the school board insists on adding a group." Chen Motong, Inuyama Kotono and Xia Mi as team members were Caesar's choice. ”

"This is a blatant digging into the wall, right?" Fingal stared at Chu Zihang's eyes and said seriously, "I'm not a troublemaker, but tell you the truth to my junior brother, if someone digs my wall, I will have to play with him for anything!" ”

Chu Zihang didn't answer, he stared at the light, as if he had been fugue.

"Afraid of what?" Li Su calmly took a sip of tea. "With Chen Motong here, Caesar dare?"

"Okay, well, look at who I'm with, a coward, a paralyzed man, and a psychopath," Fingal sighed, "and what kind of equipment is there?" Headmaster, get your wicked equipment department out of here! Now is the critical juncture for your good students to be born and die, and there is no treasure at the bottom of the box that can no longer be hidden! ”

"Unfortunately, the Armament Department is one of the most difficult departments to navigate, and like the Executive Department, it is under the purview of both the School Board and me. And because of the school board's impeachment of me, I can't come forward for the time being. Ange shrugged, "So you won't have the full support of the Armament Department like you did during the 'Bronze Project.'" ”

"What are you kidding? At that time, there was still a Moniach and a storm torpedo with an alchemical warhead, and this time let's go into battle naked? Wow! Do you use your nails and teeth? Bite the Dragon King? "Fingal is stupid.

"Even though I'm in a state of temporary disempowerment, there are still things I can call on." Vice Principal Ange nodded.

The Vice Chancellor pulled out a heavy black box from under his desk and placed it on the desk. The 180cm long aluminum alloy box has a black skin on the outside, the corners are reinforced with steel parts, and the metal nameplate at one corner is engraved with "S20100144".

The Headmaster and the Vice-Chancellor each took out a bronze key, inserted it into the keyholes on both sides of the box, and turned it at the same time. There was a slight sound of gears turning in the box, and the metal blades that were biting each other slowly retracted, and the box bullets opened a thin slit, and the dark golden light flowed along the slit, and for a while it seemed that the table lamps were dimmed.

The headmaster lifted the lid of the box: "Alchemy Sword: Seven Deadly Sins." ”

"What is this?" Fingal reached out and tapped on the intricately carved knife case.

The vice principal pulled up the hidden clasp, and with the sound of Qingyue, the internal mechanism slid out, bringing out seven swords of completely different shapes.

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Ange gently stroked the knife case: "A little scared. I'm afraid to know my limits, I'm afraid to know that there are some things I can't do...... I must firmly believe that I am a person who can do everything, and the person who wants to give the dragon family a funeral cannot be a person with limits! ”

He suddenly turned around and looked at Li Su who was speechless with a smile. "Why don't you try?"

Just now, the other three had already tried the Seven Deadly Sins, but Li Su was the only one who shrank quietly on the sofa, and the vice principal didn't mention his name at all.

"Okay." Li Su also smiled, walked to the desk where the seven deadly sins were placed, and did not shirk, directly reached out and pressed the handle of the "rage" knife.

Although his back was to Ange, Li Su could also feel that the muscles of the old man's whole body were slightly tense the moment he touched the hilt, and the vice principal on the side didn't know what small movements he was doing. Li Su sighed: "Teacher Ange, I'm your student, and I'm not the group of perverts of the dragon clan who like to kill, I'm a human being." ”

Without waiting for Ange to react, he pulled out his rage in one breath, then gently placed it on the intricately patterned knife case, and slowly walked back to the sofa and sat down.

"I have one last request." After sitting down, Li Su spoke.

"What?" Ange was not particularly surprised when he saw Li Su's outburst.

"Can you give me some more muffins? Think of it as dry food. Li Su's face was solemn.

"No problem, a box of muffins will go to Beijing with you." Ange took a sip from his teacup. "Anything else?"

"No, I'll go first." Li Su didn't stay long, got up and left. Before going out, he dropped a sentence a little helplessly. "Don't be so nervous, teacher, the tea has already been drunk."