When four helicopters landed in an open space outside the university with huge containers, which were quickly transported into the ice cellar for collection, the entire Kassel Academy was boiling.

For such great achievements, the school has never hidden. Photographs of the dead dragon began to go viral on the Night's Watch forum, half boneless, half furious and grim.

Various press releases popped up on the forum, "ACE Combo Slays the Dragon and Returns" (E refers to the Minister of Information), "Miracle Survival!" Revealing the Strongest C-Class in Kassel", "Genealogical Investigation of the Dragon Fafnier", "The Transformation of the Dragon Slaying Strategy in the New Era", ......

This is probably the most normal day for the Department of Public Information in many years, after all, paparazzi hybrids are also hybrids, and there is always a reverence for real heroes.

It wasn't until ten days later that Luo Yin woke up in the ICU ward.

Fingal was fine, he was alive again after a little more calcium. Fortunately, Norma didn't photograph the reptile version of Senior Brother Scrapwood at that time, otherwise he would have been jumping around in prison.

Ye Sheng was not in the center of the realm of royal power at that time, but he had suffered a dragon tail and five yin thunderbolts before, causing bleeding from many organs. Ye Sheng relied on the vitality of the half-breed to survive, and he didn't wake up until two days ago. Now lying in the next room, Aki has been by his side.

When Luo Yin woke up, his mind was still in a state of chaos, and time, space, and life were mixed together. He seemed to be falling, the sunlight was fading, and he died underground with the dragon.

The memory of a normal person is linear, a river that flows quietly. And his memories entered an ice age, where everything froze together and was shattered indiscriminately.

The medical staff was helping Luo Yin move to the ward, and they were worried when they saw his blank eyes.

Liu Baifei, Yan Ling, Kassel, Luo Kedi, Birthday Cake, Fafnier...... All sorts of fragmented words were running around in his head.

I need to calm down, I need to calm down.

Concentrate your mind and head into the depths of your brain, and a clear, steady memory comes flooding back. Ever since making a permanent memory, Luo Yin has burned a little important information into his brain every day just in case.

"I'm Luo Yin. My mother is Liu Baifei, and my father is Luo Kedi. ”

It's his own voice.

"On May 11, 2007, I arrived at the Kassel Academy and met Fingal on the way."

......

"On December 14, I went to Alabama on a mission to carry out the department."

......

"On December 17th, we may encounter dragons."

"On December 18th, I don't know what will happen today, this town is so annoying."

The frozen chaotic memories begin to melt, and the rivers of memory flow again. Thinking becomes clear, and pent-up emotions surge.

The pain all over the body was so bad that I couldn't move, and I had some difficulty even speaking. A little voice squeezed out from the depths of his throat, hoarse and deformed.

"Ye Sheng... Fingal... Where am I, where am I? ”

"You're all doing well, you're all doing well in the best affiliated hospital of the academy."

Luo Yin reluctantly moved his gaze, and the ward he transferred to was sprinkled with the afternoon sun.

By the curtains, sat the headmaster in a black suit, an old cowboy in a floral shirt, and a bald Manstein.

Fingal changed back into a gray jumper, and Jiu De Yaji stood behind Ye Sheng's wheelchair with red eyes, and his only employee, Olivia, looked at Luo Yin who woke up in surprise.

The walls were lined with bouquets and cards from the student union, and the Italian middle school boy was not used to such occasions.

"And, that girl, that girl, Erlin! Does anyone know about that girl? ”

Luo Yin's face was pale, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes. Even if he had already guessed the outcome, he still didn't want to fall into despair.

"She's dead, Luo Yin. We are sorry. Ange's voice was low and steady.

Ordinary people had no chance of surviving in the realm of the ancient dragon, and the small truck was completely crushed and torn apart by the royal power. It can only be said that Luo Yin was able to successfully survive from such a terrifying realm center and be out of danger and awaken after ten days.

Ye Sheng and Fingal lowered their heads and said nothing.

In the ward, there were only whispered cries and whimpering.

The old cowboy snapped his fingers, and the others left silently, leaving only the trio and the president and vice principal of Kassel in the ward.

"It's a shame you missed Christmas, and the gifts you received on Christmas Eve were piled up like a mountain. A lot has happened in the days you've been asleep, both good and bad.

The vampire of the school board has already taken action, after all, Favenir is a suspected second-generation ancient dragon. The means are nothing more than some vexatious trouble, wanton accusations, and excessive collateral damage. I went back, but at a small price. ”

"At what cost?"

"The keel continues to be stored in the ice cellar, numbered S070231. You, as the dragon slayer, each have a 5% share of the keel, and a total of 10% can be applied for special research.

You will be punished for improper measures, the scholarship will be cancelled, and you will not be allowed to upgrade for one year. ”

"That's it." There was a small smile on the faces of the three of them.

"yes, that's it." Young people don't need to know about the disgusting negotiation process, they have already been through too much.

Ange looked at the three of them, his expression becoming serious.

"On behalf of the Academy, I would like to pay my highest tribute to the warriors who slay the dragon.

Killing Fafnir meant a lot to the Esoterics, filling in some of the gaps in the history of the dragons, and providing knowledge and powerful weapons for future dragon slayers.

Fafnir is an ancient dragon who has survived since the ancient times, and according to his last words, he is a descendant of the White King, a member of the rebel army against the Black King.

His father was a noble sub-breed of Heredema, and Fafnir slew his own father in the lure of power, devouring his keel and power. However, he was severely injured in the process of advancing to the second generation, and it can be assumed that the pure fire element on his bone wings came directly from the Lord of Bronze and Fire, one of the four great monarchs, who Fafnir called Norton. ”

Ange paused.

"For the serious unexpected danger that arose during this mission, the academy cannot escape the blame. The Executive Department has embarked on relevant reforms, including a comprehensive reduction and review of non-staff personnel, and adjustments to the task difficulty assessment and commissioner dispatch system.

What happened to you is a wake-up call for the madmen in the Enforcement Department.

In addition, regarding the changes that occurred in Fingal during the dragon slaying process, it is a very dangerous technology, so don't delve into it. Be careful when dictating your assignment report so that some people don't find the handle. ”

Flamel stood up and patted the pillow by the window.

"Your kid is really hard, climb out of bed early! The boss has a dragon lying in the ice cellar, and I'll teach you how to refine the keel......"

Ange gave a standard military salute, but unfortunately only Fingal's hand could still move, and the return salute posture was ridiculously wrong.

Two old monsters who have survived from the last era walk side by side in the aisles of the hospital, one is tall and the other is a little obscene.

"Not bad, your ragged black suit didn't work this time."

"yes, it's not bad."

More than a century ago, he also woke up in a white hospital bed and woke up in pain. There were no companions, only a broken knife.

Embarking on the path of slaying dragons means constantly losing, losing companions, losing lovers, losing compassion, losing the ability to grieve.

One day, you'll become hard-hearted, with a vengeful wildfire burning in your heart, or indulge in adult magazines and alcohol, pretending you don't care about anything.

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A few days later, Luo Yin and Ye Sheng were lying side by side in the ward, their injuries slowly improving.

The last bed also welcomed its patient, which was Chu Zihang.

He had a plaster cast on his left arm and two piercing wounds on his abdomen, wrapped in an old thick bandage. The face of facial paralysis was expressionless, and he even wanted to say a good coincidence.

Oh my day... Is there some strange serious injury curse on their dormitory?

After inquiring, I learned that the mission that Chu Zihang participated in was to exterminate an underground organization that illegally traded alchemy items. As a result, the group encountered a large group of Deadpools who went berserk after taking the evolution medicine, and Chu Zihang blew up a floor with Jun Yan and returned safely with all the commissioners.

If they hadn't killed an ancient dragon, Chu Zihang would be the most beautiful boy in the executive department and hand in the thickest task report.

At this moment, Caesar, who successfully completed a C-level mission, is still scolding in the student union, and Frost's old guy misunderstands his future.

The three people in the ward looked at the orange-red sunset outside the window side by side, and their hearts were complicated. Hopefully tomorrow will be okay.