"How did you do that? Are you an alchemist?"

Fingal's eyes widened, and he was overwhelmed by Ronald. Tang was shocked by this hand.

"What is an alchemist?"

Old Tang also looked sluggish and asked incomprehensibly.

"You're not an alchemist, are you Magneto? Otherwise, you won't be able to untie the dragon!"

"I don't know what you're talking about...... I just feel a little familiar, like where was this stuff before......

Old Tang scratched his head, he couldn't understand that he would suddenly have this kind of behavior just now, just like an amnesiac veteran who was still able to assemble a firearm when he touched the parts, his body had formed an instinct.

"Could it be that you are the kind of amnesiac wanderer who looks like an ordinary person, but is actually an alchemy genius of the orthodox family?"

"I've read your Chinese martial arts, and some of the protagonists in the book are jealous of their families or have been exiled since they were children......

Fingal's eyes changed, staring at Old Tang up and down as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

"Forehead ......"

Old Don was stunned by Fingal's words.

Speaking of which, he really can't remember when he came to the United States.

I only remember that I was adopted by an orphanage to study, and after dropping out of high school, I lived in a poor neighborhood in Brooklyn, and it didn't take long for me to become a bounty hunter and start making money.

However, judging from his physique that does not touch the evil sect when he goes to the tomb as a hunter, he feels more like he was born in a tomb robber family than any alchemy family.

"Leader, this may be an alchemy talent, why don't you start first and absorb into the Kassel Academy?"

Fingal gently placed Uesugi Eri in the corner of the wall and trotted to Lu Mingfei, who was scrutinizing with a bronze chain.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and stared at Ronald. Don for a while.

Then he said:

"Nope."

"No? You're a lost talent, Captain!"

"I mean, he's going to the Weeping Angels, not the Kassel Academy."

Lu Mingfei said.

「…… Does it make a difference?"

Fingal was puzzled for a while, and then suddenly said, "Could it be that you want to commit a mutiny in the future, Commander?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at Fingal indifferently, with an unkind expression:

"You'll have a chance to reorganize your language."

"I mean...... Ahem, independence."

Fingal shuddered, and hurriedly changed his words.

"When I first entered the Kassel Academy, I only wanted to—"

"That is to rid this planet of the aliens and heretics that plague humanity. So I don't mind being a knife in the hands of the Kassel Academy."

"But unfortunately, the powerful people with alien blood flowing in this planet seem to have plans to become new aliens, and it is not excluded that the families in power behind the Kassel Academy are excluded."

Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"Uh...... That being said, don't you think too long-term, Captain?"

"Our war with the dragons is not over yet, maybe there is already a dragon king awakened and lurking in human society."

Fingal wiped his sweat.

"By the will of the Emperor, this war will be won, and the aliens and heretics intent on harming humanity will be completely eradicated."

Lu Mingfei said, and walked towards the old Tang who looked a little flustered.

"Alchemy genius......

He looked up and down at this netizen who had been forgotten by him.

Although I don't want to admit it, for now, the strange alchemy of the alien is indeed more magical and practical than the technology of the third millennium in my hometown, and this Pure Moon Great Sword in my hand is the best example.

Cultivating an exclusive "Alchemy Sergeant" for the warband will also be beneficial to the warband's future supply of weapons.

Just like the alchemy book that "lifts the weight lightly", it is just without an alchemist

A collectible, not a treasure of knowledge.

"It's time to atone for your sins. Join us in the Weeping Angels."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Atonement...... Uh, how much is that month? Do you keep the food in charge?"

Old Tang said weakly that the angel netizens in front of him did not give him the right to refuse...... And it seems good to have a home?

"You don't have to worry about this, I won't let the alchemy sergeants of the warband starve to death on the streets."

"As long as you can really handle this position. Fingal, tell him the details."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay, since the head of the regiment you nodded, then it's no problem!"

Fingal happily hugged Old Don's shoulders, "Now that we are brothers, we will take care of us in the future!"

"Brothers......

The sudden intimate contact and salutation made Old Tang stunned.

Although he doesn't know who his biological parents are, there is something that has really penetrated into his heart since he was a child.

That's loneliness, a very sad loneliness.

When he was a child, he was called a freak by his classmates, and he was isolated by a group of children and laughed at the nasty ghost who had no friends, and he wanted to find a friend to refute them-

Sadly, even the little animals did not want to be friends with him, and he took the ham sausage to feed the hungry puppies on the street, but the puppies never came up to eat a bite, and shrank in the corner shivering.

It made him feel inferior.

So until now, he didn't have any friends, and the small apartment he lived in was stuffed with all kinds of miscellaneous things, as if he didn't want to even live in a place so empty, as if the whole world was just him.

The only person who can be called a friend is "Mingming", who met on the Internet a few months ago.

At that time, as long as he was online at night, he would make an appointment with a few interstellar to happily fight each other, and the two talked very happily, and the two even agreed to invite him to sit in a greyhound and eat a hot dog when he came to the United States to play after graduating from high school, and then it didn't take long for him to disappear, and the news did not return to the interstellar and was no longer online, as if the world had evaporated.

At first, he was a little disappointed, but then he was relieved, after all, he was used to the fact that he was lonely and unloved.

But he never expected that when they met again, they would actually transform into angels, holy and noble.

"But then again, Captain, do you want this brother to enter the academy through the formal route or do you sneak in?"

Fingal asked.

"He took the formal path, after all, he wanted to study alchemy; The other one was snuck in, exclusive to our Weeping Angel Warband."

Lu Mingfei said.

"The other? Are there any other brothers? Where?"

Fingal looked around, and soon noticed the boy who was sitting on the ground not far away with a beautiful face painted on his face:

"Uh...... Is he a brother or a sister?"

He voiced his own doubts.

"Man, he was supposed to be purified as a heretic, but I think his words and spirits will be useful to the warband, so let him stay in the warbands to atone for his sins."

"It's not impossible to sneak it in...... At least the headmaster still needs a nod, right?"

"I'll tell Ange, he shouldn't have a problem."

Lu Mingfei is not worried about this problem.

As soon as he finished speaking, the building under his feet suddenly trembled violently.

"Confirm the identity of the target, the usurped heretical "Emperor" has appeared."

Chu Zihang's somewhat hurried words came from the headset.