"If you don't remember after watching it three times, then you may really have Alzheimer's." The night watchman shrugged,

"Come in and talk about it, Master, please." Ang nodded and looked at the man, looking at the appearance of the so-called alchemy god from a human perspective for the first time, before thinking that he was a pure-blooded dragon clan and wanted to fight him to the death, and did not care too much about appearance.

As for why he could see that he was a pure-blooded dragon, it was because he had faced a similar existence on the night of mourning, and that terrifying aura was simply exuding coercion all the time, and all the space around him was affected.

Then after observing it, he found out...... The dress of this alchemy god is really weird.

"Come to Onardo......" he whispered to the Night's Watch,

"Why is he dressed up like that?"

"You ask me, I ask who is going?" The night watchman rolled his eyes in annoyance,

"To be honest, when I first met him, I wondered what this kind of dress is called in China...... There seems to be a professional term to call it. ”

"Kill Matt." Ange reminded.

"Uh-huh! It's to kill Matt. ”

"I wonder if the pure-blooded dragons aren't very ...... brains"

"I can hear you." The man shook his hair,

"I said, even if I don't have malicious intent, you can't slander us dragons like this, right?"

"I'm sorry, master, I'm just summing up my past experience, after all, I've also seen the King of Bronze and Fire, my brother is a not very good brain, and my brother is a senior ......" Ange froze.

"Brother control." This time it's the night watchman's turn to remind Ange,

"I know this better than you." Ange didn't speak, and looked at the man again, with long colorful fluffy hair and bangs covering one eye, which reminded people of a well-known joke on the Chinese Internet,

"If you don't use your eyes, you can donate them to useful people." He wore a very smoky makeup on his face, wore a jacket with a willow coat, skinny jeans on the lower body, and a few holes, and a lot of strange jewelry on his chest, some kind of skeletal angel, crucified Jesus, and small silver wings......

"Isn't this body very popular in China?" Our revered god of alchemy made a strange gesture for no apparent reason,

"The last time I went out, I saw a lot of young people on the street wearing this, and our dragon clan wanted to integrate into the environment, so I also dressed up like this."

"When was the last time you went out?" Ange asked.

"It seems like the year 2000."

"Sure enough, ten years ago, young Chinese people loved to play non-mainstream." The night watchman rejoiced.

"It's 2010 now, and the outfit you're wearing, both ten years ago and now, is disdainfully called 'Kill Matt.'" Ange spread his hands.

"......" The man seemed a little embarrassed, and scratched his long colorful hair,

"It doesn't matter, there aren't many occasions where I need to show my head anyway."

"Black tea?" Ange returned to the table and sat down.

"Yes." He nodded,

"First of all, let me introduce myself, my full name is Watt Alheim, and I am Watt for short."

"Walt Alheim?" Ange poured a full cup of black tea into the teacup in front of him,

"It's exactly the same name as our Academy's Equipment Department."

"After all, it's all synonymous with casting." Watt took a sip of his teacup, his eyes lit up,

"Good tea!"

"Tea has been drunk, and fights have been fought, then, Mr. Watt, let me get straight to the point." Ange stared into Watt's eyes, as if with a faint demonstration,

"What is your purpose?"

"The purpose? I don't have any purpose. Watt also pushed back for tat,

"Didn't I say that before? It's just to help Kassel Academy through this. ”

"Xiao Lai should have told you that I made a contract with the original Flamel, and when the dragon kings appeared one after another, and the gates of the Nibelungen were reopened, the final battle was near."

"I will return to earth and survive this calamity for you."

"Master, don't call me a child......" The night watchman covered his face silently,

"I'll be very shameless in this way, but I'm over a hundred years old......"

"None of that matters." Ange paid no heed to the wailing of the Night's Watch,

"I've always believed in one thing, no free pie falls from the sky, whether it's humans or dragons, I think they will follow this principle."

"Your help isn't gratuitous, right? Or that there is something in the Kassel Academy that you want, and you want to achieve that. ”

"Think too much, Mr. Ange." Watt said vigorously, his eyes suddenly turned fiery gold, and the breath of the pure-blooded dragon clan rushed to his face,

"If I want to take something at the Kassel Academy, I take it by force, or if I take it secretly, do you think you can stop me?"

"It's just because the final battle is at the level of annihilation, all living beings are not immune, and helping humans win this war is equivalent to helping myself." Ange didn't speak, but thought quietly.

"Ange, your position has overshadowed your reason." The night watchman said,

"In the Mayan prophecy, the first four solar epochs were destroyed by the four major natural disasters of water, fire, earth and wind, and you should know what the fifth solar epoch would be destroyed by."

"In the Mayan almanac, the first four solar epochs had developed civilizations, and they all ended in destruction, with Makrattili destroyed by the flood, Inketel destroyed by the wind serpent, Quiavelo destroyed by the rain of fire, and Zondrik destroyed by the earth."

"At that time, every cataclysm had a legacy of the previous civilization, so there was a new solar age. But...... There is no sixth, and when the fifth solar age passes, there is nothing, zero, emptiness, the destruction of everything. Ange replied.

"You know you're still targeting?" The night watchman slapped the table,

"Where has Ange, who is usually so objective and calm, gone? Please, what about your big picture? Can you think from the perspective of all of humanity, rather than from your narrow past with dragons? ”

"Okay, it's me who has a subjective consciousness." Ange sighed,

"I don't want to do that either, but the scenes of the past are right in front of my eyes, clearly visible, and I can't help but wear tinted glasses."

"The awakening time of the four kings is before 2012, and something that has never happened in history is happening now, and all the sleeping dragon kings, the children of the great primordial species, and the black king Nidhogg, will awaken together." Watt's face was solemn.

"Yes, the prophecy of the dragons is a prophecy of destruction, and a prophecy of everything. Because in the worldview of the dragons, everything will be destroyed. "The night watchman said,

"Norse mythology is the myth that has been most influenced by dragon culture."

"The ancient Germanic peoples of Scandinavia are different from any other people, they do not describe the 'reincarnation' of Buddhism, nor the 'heaven' of Christianity, nor the 'liberation' of Chinese Taoism, they describe 'death'."

"Ragnarok is the day of destruction, not even the gods can survive, and Odin, the chief god of the Aesir gods, has long known about this, so he built the 'Valhalla' and ordered Valkyrie to bring the souls of all the brave warriors there."

"Day after day, they train their martial arts, drink, fight each other, and rise from the dead, ready to face the sworn enemy in the end times."

"But even this can't change the outcome, the myth clearly records the end of the gods, who will be killed by whom, and Odin himself is no exception."

"The development of Norse mythology is one-way, it does not go back and forth, there are no branches, and it does not cross, just like the silk threads spun on the loom of the three goddesses of fate, straight forward, all the way to ...... Death! ”

"This is the worldview of the dragon clan, each dragon king has foreseen their own end, but they are still constantly cocooning and awakening, trying to resist."

"I'm just one of those who tries to resist." Watt shrugged,

"The dragon kings choose to resist in their own way, and the process is usually full of blood, not the type I can accept."

"That's why I chose to be on the side of humanity, and as for the reason for doing this, I can't say, everyone has their own mind, I don't deny that."

"But I promise that all help will be gratuitous, and I will not use the methods of the dragon clan to secretly collect some invisible price."

"You're the boss, you have the final say." The night watchman unceremoniously went to the wine cabinet in Angers and took a bottle of bourbon, opened it, and poured two sips into his mouth,

"Wait for you to decide." Ange propped his head in one hand and tapped on the table with the other. The principal's office was silent, waiting for the old man to make his final decision.

"I see." After a long silence, Ange finally spoke,

"What kind of help can Mr. Watt give to Kassel?"

"Including but not limited to equipment." Watt smiled,

"There are also some alchemy techniques, as long as they are within the scope of the half-bloods, I will not hide them."

"After all, even if you don't know alchemy, you know that they are all based on the purity of blood, and some alchemy can only be used by pure-blood dragons, not that I can learn if I want to teach you."

"Thank you for your selflessness, and about the equipment you said? What level would that be? Ange asked,

"With all due respect, the Secret now has what is said to be the most powerful alchemical weapon in the world, crafted by Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire."

"I'm curious if it's going to be that level."

"Oh, the Seven Deadly Sins created by Little Norton." Watt said casually,

"That's just the strongest weapon his level can make, I can make something stronger than him."

"But it takes a long time, the alchemy of the dragon clan is measured in years, and what we lack most now is time, the prophesied day is approaching step by step, and I am no longer allowed to do this."

"The only weapons I can offer are medium-strength weapons that hybrids can perfectly master, without side effects." He had a look of embarrassment,

"I also saw your school's equipment department when I came...... To be honest, I don't comment on the spirit of scientific research, but the technology and what is made are really ......."

"I know." Ange helplessly lifted his forehead,

"Those crazy people delve into unscientific things from a scientific point of view, and they won't make any achievements if they think about it, but they are all stubborn people, and they have to knock through the south wall to see what is on the other side, and it is useless to persuade them." [I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me the book-chasing app, change the source app! ]

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"But I've made something that helps slay dragons, so I approve them with a huge amount of money every year, and I go with them."

"I will teach them the skills, and I believe it will be much higher than the current level." Watt said.

"As long as you can convince ......" Ange remembered the virtues of the Equipment Department, and they would not admit that you were better than them, and the alchemy god would probably have to show some real skills.

"It's not too early, so let's take our leave first and go back to make some preparations for this." Watt got up, and a small silver box suddenly appeared in his hand,

"A little caution is not a respect."

"I wish my cooperation with your school a happy one in advance." He placed the box on Ange's table.

"I hope so." Ange got up and shook his hand.

"Tsk." The eyes of the night watchman will shine brightly, and his face will be full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Ange, you old thing who doesn't know the goods, just now the master's trick of the Void Extraction has already explained the level."

"Alchemy is your business, and I am only responsible for slaying dragons with your alchemy." Ange didn't care how turbulent the Night's Watch was.

"I'll come back when I'm ready." Watt walked quickly and closed the door with him. At this time, there were only two people left in the principal's office who were relatively speechless, and Ange glanced at the bourbon in the night watchman's hand,

"I can't even drink that bottle of wine, so you just opened it?"

"Our relationship, do you still need to care about these?" The night watchman took a sip ostentatiously. Ange didn't sit down, but just stood there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"A peasant named William, who was a famous villain in his youth, killed people, robbed trains, and of course some people said that he was a thief, and he married a good girl named Claudia, who washed his hands and collected the ......," he said suddenly.

"Yes, you don't have to tell me about the plot." The night watchman burped,

"I'm the one who memorized "Unforgiven" backwards."

"So what are you trying to express when you mention this earlier?" Ange stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking Kassel at night.

"I mean, you're like that villain named William." The night watchman said,

"When you were young, you were majestic, and you could stink with anyone, but now you can't, Ange, you just admit that you are old, some things can no longer be done with your anger alone."

"I'm really old, and I can't even lift the knife." Ange sat down in his chair wearily,

"After only a few minutes of confrontation with this pure-blood dragon today, I felt like all my strength had been drained."

"But what......" the night watchman turned,

"You're not like young people, you don't when they're scared to pee their pants. Because you and I, the ones who survived that savage battlefield, we are demons who have seen blood. ”

"Old people who have lived long enough will always see the world." Ange laughs at himself,

"It's nothing."

"Forget it, I won't beat around the bush with you, I'll just say it directly." The night watchman wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth,

"I don't want you to let go of those pasts, you know? I just want you to live less tired. ”

"It's easy to say." Ange smiled, and did not respond to the topic, but held out his hand to the night watchman,

"Give me a bite."

"You old." The night watchman laughed and cursed, and handed the bottle over,

"Be careful not to drink to death."

"No, it won't." Ange heroically poured directly into his mouth,

"I haven't sent all the dragon kings to hell yet, how can I die."