"I don't really understand." Fingal clasped his nostrils, "And then what if Chu Zihang uses the burst blood?"

"You should know that the issue of bloodline is always the biggest red line among half-breeds. The core of this academy is the deans of the department, they are very concerned about dangerous bloodlines, and if the investigation team starts with Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang's resume in the executive department will be known to the public, which is very tricky." Ange explained.

"Yes, nothing else." The vice president patted his belly, and seemed to represent all the department heads at this moment, with a kind face.

"We don't care about such innocuous things as Ange's misdemeanor, but we do mind that Ange introduces dangerous bloodlines into the campus and lets him do whatever he wants. This is a disregard for the safety of everyone's lives!"

"I don't have any misconduct." Ange said.

"Who went to the bar to hang out with a girl who's more than a hundred years younger than you?" The Night's Watch asked rhetorically.

"It's not a misdemeanor, who hasn't had a nightlife?" Ange changed the teahouse for a jug of water, "Besides, I didn't do anything to those little girls."

"I won't talk to you." The Night's Watch waved his hand, then looked at Fingal, "Stinky boy, remember what I just said, as long as you can figure it out, all difficulties will be solved."

There was a knock on the door, and Ange said, "Come in."

Caesar was the first to approach the door, and Chu Zihang walked behind him...... Caesar still had a triumphant smile on his face, as if even the fact that he walked into the door of the principal's office before Chu Zihang was a trivial matter that won Chu Zihang.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ange." Caesar said with a smile still on his face.

"Hello Headmaster." Chu Zihang's face was expressionless.

"Well, hello." Ange sat behind the table and scraped the scum off the tea, "I'm here to discuss something with you, and I'll do a little test by the way."

"It has been an honour to work with Monsieur Angers." Caesar bowed slightly gracefully.

Ange put down the teaglass, got up slowly, and stood in front of the window,

"Chu Zihang, there are some things that should be clarified with you."

"You've probably heard about the school board sending a mission to target you."

"I heard." Chu Zihang replied.

"Don't be nervous." Ange stared at Cassel in the sun, "I don't mean to blame you, because your incident is just a fuse, and even without you, the school board will do something else against me."

"The School Council?" Caesar frowned, "Is my family involved?"

"Unfortunately, the Gattuso family is the one in charge." "The academy is not a bucket. Our common goal is to slay dragons, but everyone slays dragons for different reasons."

"I knew my uncle wasn't a man of peace." Caesar sneered, "I'm not surprised that Gattuso would be involved."

"The Board of Trustees has been trying to take full control of the House, and my presence is their biggest obstacle, they have been trying to replace me, but they can't find anyone to replace me. This time I did this because I refused to share the Dragonbone Cross, and it completely touched their nerves."

"And now is not only a crisis, but also an opportunity. I hope we can gain more initiative in this game, the recovery of the dragon kings is imminent, and I need to take full control of this academy. Only in this way can you have a stronger backing in the war that follows." ….

His gaze swept meaningfully over the faces of the three young men, and his words were straightforward and calm.

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, "Then what do I need to do now?"

Ange turned around and looked at him meaningfully, "You don't need to do anything, just wait for the result, good or bad."

"I see." Chu Zihang nodded.

"I have a problem." Fingal raised his hand and said, "As for the headmaster, you said earlier that you want me to clear your name, can you explain what you mean by whitewashing?"

"If it's about reputation in the school, ours

President Chu Zihang doesn't seem to need to wash. Except for Caesar, not only does he have no enemies, but there is also a group of Lionheart's younger brothers who can wave their flags at any time."

"I'm still here." Caesar raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, boss, I didn't mean that." Fingal rarely did not make a gag, but had a serious face.

The Night's Watch patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "I'll teach you the rest of the story, but again, whether you can figure it out or not is the key."

"All I can guide you is for you to send out a paparazzi legion to contact the people in the various student departments, we need to form a united front with the students to keep our lives from being disorderly but not hindering his lovely Principal Ange."

"Again, I don't have any misconduct." Ange sat down and looked directly at the Night's Watch, "Speaking of which, we've been friends for so many years, and although you've helped me many times, you've never supported me so hard. What is it for this time?"

"I really didn't want to help you at first, you've always been such a stinky fart and never took my advice......" The Night's Watch snapped Fingal's nostrils in the same way.

"Shut up! Take your advice, and the structure and atmosphere of our campus will become quite odd!" Ange's eyes sank.

"The difference is just that I like the Chinese country style, you like the Cambridge style, how good can your London students' table cards be?" The Night's Watch spread his hands, "One of the most important reasons why I'm helping you is ...... I want to see Frost angry, and only when he's angry can I know what he's trying to do."

"I really don't know what to say about you......" Ange helplessly lifted his forehead.

Chu Zihang watched this scene from the side, his eyes were subtle, it was the first time he knew that the relationship between Ange and the vice principal was so good, and he could even make jokes about each other casually.

It was also the first time that Fingal knew that Fingal had a relationship with the vice principal, no wonder he broke out so many scandals on the Night Watch forum, including Professor So-and-so's affair, Director So-and-so's ex-girlfriend, and so on...... No one bothered him.

Fingal, on the other hand, frowned, as if still thinking about what the Night's Watch had said to him earlier.

Figured it out...... You will find out that all the truth is a fart...... It's just the result of everyone scolding each other......

His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he understood something.

"Mingfei, you still didn't call Nuo Nuo to come, did you?" Ange didn't bother to bother with the Night's Watch. Raised his eyes to look at Lu Mingfei.

"Hmm." Lu Mingfei scratched his head, "I don't want her to come."

"Gentleman's choice, then that's the end of the topic of the investigation team." Ange pulled out the heavy black box from under his desk and carefully placed it on the table. The 18-year-long aluminum alloy box is made of black skin, the corners are reinforced with steel, and the metal nameplate at one corner is engraved with the word "S20100144". ….

A collection from the "Ice Cellar", a top-notch collection with the initials "S". The figures indicate that it was the 144th item to be included in the Ice Cellar in 2010.

"Next, I need all the outstanding students to cooperate with me to do a little quiz." Ange held out his hand to the night watchman.

"What?" The Night's Watch glared, "I don't have any money for you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ange really felt that his old friend was hopeless, "The key!"

"Oh." The Night's Watch laughed awkwardly, and then he and Ange each took out a bronze key and inserted it into the keyholes on either side of the chest, turning it at the same time.

There was a slight sound of gears turning in the box, and the metal teeth that were biting each other at the mouth of the box slowly retracted, and the box bullet opened a thin slit, and the dark golden light flowed along the slit, and for a while it seemed that the table lamp was dimmed.

"Wait." Lu Mingfei suddenly realized one thing, "The Seven Deadly Sins won't directly surround me and fly around me, right?"

He was really afraid that such a thing would happen, after all, the authority in his body was enough to make the Seven Deadly Sins flatter him with the best attitude, and it was not a strange thing to fly around him, but in the eyes of the people next to him, it was particularly strange.

If the explanation is not clear, Lu Mingfei will be labeled as a "dangerous half-blood".

With the exception of Angers, the Night's Watch, and Lu Mingfei, everyone present was the first time

Seeing this set of swords, they invariably stretched their necks to look.

"W-what is this?" Fingal reached out and tapped on the beautifully carved outer box.

The vice-principal pulled the hidden clasp at the port of the outer box, and with the sound of Qingyue, the internal mechanism slid out, bringing out seven swords of completely different shapes, and the dark golden edge revealed various lines like ice patterns, pine needles, flowing clouds, and flames in the light.

"It's fine." Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn't fly around me, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

No one noticed Lu Mingfei's small expression, and their attention was all on the Seven Deadly Sins at this time.

The night watchman reached out and drew his sword, a 15-hand-long long-handled blade, with a graceful curvature and a thickness of about a finger, "The system is similar to the horse chopping knife of the Song Dynasty in China, and it is named because it is held in both hands, and with all its strength it can cut off the horse's head."

He turned the blade and thrust the blade into his desk.

"Hey, hey! This desk of mine is hand-carved antique furniture by 19th-century Venetian craftsmen!" Ange shouted.

"Oh, where the joy is." The Vice Principal smiled apologetically, "Let's find someone to help you change your desktop."

"It's easy to say, do you pay?" Ange's gaze was eager to scrape a piece of flesh off the Night's Watch.

"If you don't want money, you want to die." The night watchman slapped his chest in a scoundrel, and the fat on his belly trembled.

"Forget it, you can't sell much of your fat." Ange sat slumped, slightly covering his eyes, as if he already knew what was going to happen.

The night watchman drew his sword again, a long curved knife, nearly 12 slender blades in length, with a blade like the bow of a longship, "This knife is close to the Tai Knife of the Heian period in Japan, this knife type is improved from the Chinese Tang knife, small cut first, narrow in front and wide in the back, and the shape is ancient."

There was another "inspection", and this long knife was also half a foot on the table. ….

"The Yakante long knife, a type of Damascus knife that was historically forged by Turkish swordsmiths, is today a pure craftsmanship that has been lost, characterized by a reversed curved edge and a straight head, taking into account the advantages of the sword. Hold it in one hand."

"Inspection".

"The shape of the Han sword, the straight sword, the sword body section is an octagonal prism, also known as the 'Han Bafang,' which is a beautiful stabbing weapon."

"Inspection"

Ange still covered his eyes as he listened to the sound of metal piercing the wood seven times, the corners of his mouth twitching at each sound, each of which signified the depreciation of his most cherished piece of antique furniture.

Now with swords on the table, the bookish headmaster's office has been transformed into a museum of cold weapons in a matter of minutes, in which all the art of murder has been tempered throughout history.

"Leave it for later, you just need to know that this set of alchemy swords can kill the dragon king completely." The Night's Watch flicked his fingers at the first saber, a "buzzing" sound filling the space, and the other six weapons resonated to form a perfect scale.

"Can this thing really kill the Dragon King?" Fingal muttered, "Especially the smallest one, can pierce dragon scales?"

"Not right now, because what you're seeing isn't the Seven Deadly Sins that are really alive." The Vice Chancellor pulled out a sword and put it back into its box.

He bit his finger open, erected the bleeding finger so everyone could see the drop, and slowly applied it to the knife case. He drew an incomprehensible pattern, like a dragon or a leaf.

"Get out of the way, now it's awake." The Vice Chancellor stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to step back.

Needless to say, everyone is already retreating, and everyone can feel the change.

It came to life, as if there were hearts beating in the knife box, not one, but seven, seven swords awakened at the same time, seven different heartbeats mixed together, some like a bell, some like a drum, it was a tyrannical band.

It is suitable for a story like "The Legend of Liu Yi" in the Tang legend, in a song of sheng song and man dance in Dongting Lake, the red dragon named "Qiantang" swept 3,000 miles into the air, killing 600,000 people and injuring 800 crops

acres, devoured the ruthless little dragon to his wife, returned in an instant, and returned with a high crown and a smile. (Yang Zhi has a special essay to write this "Biography of Liu Yi", which is mentioned here as a small tribute.) ）

The surface of the knife case revealed a dark red vine-like pattern, like its blood, and the vibrating heart was sending manic blood to its body.

Lu Mingfei's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he could clearly feel this set of swords...... It's a cry for him!

He quietly took two steps back.

"It's like there's an angry pangolin in there, ready to come out at any moment." Chu Zihang whispered.

"Pangolins?" Caesar scoffed, "What a vulgar analogy, if I want me to say that this set of swords is like a dragon, noble and tyrannical."

The vice principal smiled, "Now you can try to draw your sword, starting with Ming Fei."

Lu Mingfei shouted in his heart, now he is afraid of coming here, and the first one starts with him.

"No, you don't need me to come first......" He took two more steps back, "It should be given to the boss and senior brother first, my status is relatively low......

"Come, what are you humble?" The night watchman smiled brighter in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

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