"Time is running out, Caesar's team is still waiting for my order." Schneider said.

"It won't take much time, it's not a secret or a plot twist, it's a story about me and my amazing daddy." Manstein said.

"It's hard for you to imagine that the Vice Chancellor is your father without mentioning me." Schneider said.

"Yes, it's not just you, it's hard for me to imagine, as father and son, we have nothing in common at all, it's a bit reluctant to stand together and take pictures, I've already begun to give up, and he still wears a flower handkerchief around his neck like a cowboy." "I had a bad relationship with him, and even now we don't get along, and to be fair I don't think we have a father-son relationship, because he abandoned me and my mother before I was born, and he was a cowboy all his life...... A bull to be exact, trying to knock down a heifer wherever he goes. I don't know how many women he's had, and probably he doesn't know either, but my mother is no different from the other women he's had, and I was probably born only as a result of contraceptive failure."

"I didn't recognize him until I came to this college...... I can't say that I recognize him, but when he said that my father wanted to have a drink with me, I threw it in his face." Manstein said.

"Because he didn't live up to his duty as a father for a day?" Schneider asked.

"Because he's a complete scumbag," Manstein pulled an old gold cross from his collar, "this is a relic left to me by my mother, and I've always carried it with me, and we can't say that we recognize each other like this, and at the welcome reception where our professors accepted their offers, the bastard suddenly put his hand on my shoulder and stared at my cross and said, Oh, isn't this the pendant of that chested Martha?" I think he's here to find fault, and I said, how do you know my mother's name? He was particularly pompous and said that was your mother? Oh my God, what a coincidence! If Martha hadn't been in a relationship with any other man in those days of being friends with me, you'd be my son! I didn't expect to meet you on such an occasion, we should have a drink!"

Manstein tucked the golden cross back into his collar: "What would you do if you were me?"

"It's so good that you didn't drop the glass in his face." Schneider said.

"Yes, I remember moving from here with my mother in a second-hand station wagon made in 1963 when I was a child, and I didn't even have a place to live, and my mother had to endure some men to get a job to earn money to support me. Because I moved a lot, I couldn't make friends, and I was often bullied by the local bad boys, who even forced me into the alley and peed on me together." Manstein took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on.

"But I couldn't bear to tell my mother, because she was tired and I wanted her to get a good night's sleep after work. What did my mother do wrong? The only thing she did wrong in her life was to fall in love with a scumbag, and she also willingly raised the scumbag's child alone, if it weren't for me, without that scumbag, her life would be much happier. I was hoping for a father to stand up for me, but our beloved Vice Principal was probably tossing and turning in the bed of a heifer somewhere. I was expecting a father who I had been looking forward to for thirty years, expecting him to breathe a sigh of air for me. This bastard talks about my mother in a flirtatious tone, and says that you should have a drink when you know you on such an occasion." "I got into a scuffle with him after he threw his drink, and in the end it was the principal who pulled us away, which was a big joke at the orientation reception," Manstein said.

"I don't think I can stay here any longer, I poured alcohol on the vice-principal on my first day of employment, and I got into a fight with him, and even if he didn't hold a grudge against me, I didn't want to face him every day. The next day, I finished writing my resignation letter, but I was surprised to see a large cardboard box at the door. It contained all kinds of game consoles, game CDs, remote-controlled off-road vehicles, small bicycles, and a set of "Skerry's Golden Childhood", oh yes, and a letter in the cardboard box, to the effect that dear son, I know that you lacked fatherly love when you were a child, and it was all my mistake. In order to make up for the scars of your childhood, I have made up for your birthday gifts at one time, to be happy, the payment is your dear father, and there are a few lines of small print on the back saying that I will bring a few beautiful girls to celebrate with you in the evening. It turned out that guy went to R Us in Chicago overnight and bought a box of toys to reconcile with me."

"What an unexpected unfolding." Schneider said.

"The principal returned my resignation and told me to reconsider, and then there was a knock on the door of my apartment, and the old guy was holding a bottle of whiskey in each hand, and he was holding the prettiest of the freshmen who had entered the school that year, and he patted me on the chest happily and said hey, girls, this is my dear son, everyone sees how much he looks like me, and then he put a stupid yellow paper cup on my head as a birthday hat, and asked the girls to take a picture of me with him, saying that he was going to make up for my 18th birthday tonight, And the absolutely indispensable thing in the coming-of-age ceremony is a beautiful girl who shows her thighs, and it would be perfect if she could still come to "love a shot"! I took the bottle from him, opened it, poured it directly over his head, and slammed it on the apartment door."

"But he still refused to give up, it is said that he would run away from women and never spend a little more time, but he was very patient in pleasing me, sometimes I would find an extra double-sided omelette in my breakfast, and I asked the chef to find out that he fried it for me when he inspected the kitchen, and he also wrote an email to the school board, saying that the young faculty member Manstein was so good that he should be promoted from assistant professor to associate professor immediately...... The school board knew that I was his son, so they readily approved it, because in the eyes of the school board, that pervert was too difficult to please, but he was a useful alchemist, and if he could buy his son with a promotion, it would be too good to buy him, and he also helped me pay the rent for the house on campus."

"Sounds like he's trying to make it up to you." Schneider said.

"Maybe he tried his best, but his flattery was too stupid, how could he make up for what I had suffered?" "I didn't see him when I was bullied by bad boys, I didn't see him when I was in a children's psychiatric hospital for acting weirdly, I didn't see my mother when she was seriously ill and died. I vowed never to forgive the man who abandoned me and my mother, and if I had the chance to see him, I would kick him in the crotch."

"Hmm." Schneider didn't know what to say, so he had to answer.

"Perhaps knowing that those stupid flatteries could not impress me at all, the perverted father wrote me a long letter one night," Manstein said, "and he said in the letter, son, I know that what I have done will not make up for your wounds, but please allow me to explain one last time why I left you and your mother, because I didn't love your mother at all, and my life was to go around fucking women, and you were conceived by accident......

"He's trying to fill your anger?" Schneider was stunned for a moment, the vice principal's operation was always so unexpected.

He went on to tell how he had been, and he listed the women he had hooked up with, the ruthless things he had done to them, and he was indifferent to the women he liked jumped from the tower and fell with blood...... He's sorry for more people than just us mother and son, he said, but you know, I've always had a fear that I'm not like a human being." "He said that I walked through the crowd and felt like a wolf walking among sheep, that I could easily conquer anyone with my bloodline and alchemical knowledge, that there were no rules to bind me, that I did not know what love was, that those women, however graceful and beautiful, were but in my eyes a sheep that I was enjoying."

"He's such a bastard, but when he found out that he had a son, he suddenly became cautious, and he said that he cared about my joy and anger, and watched me carefully, so that I could keep my breath down, and he said that he finally understood that no matter how powerful a father was, in order to amuse his son, he could lie on the ground and be a horse for his son, and he made the sound of horse's hooves in his mouth as he crawled. Later in the letter, he said, for the first time in my life, I felt bound, not by some kind of rule, but by my son. I was no longer a wolf walking among the sheep, I had a family like a normal human being, even though there was only one bald son in the family, and I felt happy that my fears had suddenly dissipated after all these years. Finally he said, "My dear son, if you should be more pleasant to stay away from me, I will not disturb you again." We've been together since then, and frankly, out of sight and out of mind, frankly, it really makes me feel better."

"Rejoicing in being bound?" pondered for a long time, Schneider said.

"This kind of heart

The bondage of joy has a unique term in Chinese, "bondage." Manstein said.

"Perseverance, perseverance, cruelty, and fierceness, these expectations are human virtues, not so much the talent of dragons, dragons are different from all other creatures on earth, as warriors, dragons are so perfect, and humans, like other animals, are naturally cowardly, will hesitate and fear, and will give up, but you and the headmaster cannot tolerate that you have human shortcomings, you force yourself to be as ruthless as dragons, people like you will become stronger and stronger, and more and more lonely, lonely and powerful like dragons." Manstein said.

"If you want to fight a demon, you can only turn yourself into a demon first." Schneider said.

"But what if you win? That's not your victory, it's the devil's victory." "And you're human after all, and you can't be as cruel as a dragon. You say that you only smoke when you recall the events of ten years ago, which only shows that you are hesitating, you are worried about the safety of the dive team, so why are you in a hurry to organize the dive? Schneider, be honest with me. You should understand that I'd rather believe you than a word of the school board, for those in power are more like demons than demons."

"I don't want to see the victory of the devil, I would rather see the victory of being a human being." Manstein said, looking into Schneider's eyes.

"Prince, it's Prince." After a long silence, Schneider whispered.

"Prince?"

"After the Greenland incident, the person with the ID of 'Prince' disappeared from the Internet completely. As with the stuff in the sea of ice, no one had ever seen him, no one knew who he was, and we didn't even know if it was a person or an organization behind this ID. The Academy suspects that the bronze fragments and coordinates he sent us are a decoy, and he has planned from the very beginning to lead us to the Greenland Ice Sea to find the embryo." "It wasn't until a while ago that the 'Prince' ID reappeared, and he posted on the Internet some of the KGB's secret file photos, which were about the Lenin," Schneider said.

"The KGB believes that a research institute for the study of unknown creatures and supernatural powers was established in northern Siberia, which was suddenly blown up on the eve of the collapse of the Soviet Union. Before the destruction of the Institute, the Lenin happened to be on a scientific mission in the waters near there, and it is very likely that the Lenin took something important from the Institute, and then the warship of the Northern Fleet went all the way to Japan as if on the run." "It's no secret that on this planet, the real supernatural forces are inseparable from the dragons, so we quickly got our eyes on the wreck," Schneider said.

"If it's another bait, why are you biting?"

"It's a machi, and as long as we're sure it's an embryo, we can't let it hatch anyway. And there is no time to make more preparations, and the further back the embryo is, the higher the chance of hatching, and once it becomes self-aware, it will be too late, and the diving team will suffer the same thing as the Greenland team." Schneider said, "Whether it is a knife to kill someone, or another scheme, the prince always seems to be doing one thing, he can find the hatching place of the ancient dragon embryo, and then lure us to clean up the embryo, we must pay a high price for this, risk our lives, but this is the mission of the secret party."

"The prince doesn't get any benefit from this, does he?" Manstein asked.

"We don't know the prince's position, so we can't figure out whether he borrowed the hand of the ancient dragon embryo to fight us or borrowed our hand to clean the embryo and kill people with a knife, we don't know who is the knife and who is the human." Schneider said, "But in a way, without the prince, maybe our losses would have been even greater, and maybe a real ancient dragon would have hatched completely, which is a thousand times harder to deal with than a mere embryo."

"In order to reduce the risk, the principal ordered the equipment department to provide the highest level of technical support, and also asked the rock flow research institute, which is no less technically powerful than the equipment department, to provide on-site support, according to the equipment department, even if the embryo does hatch, there is a great certainty that it will be evacuated from the seabed, and in addition, I have made a small thing myself, which is an early warning system." Schneider confessed to Manstein. "The hatchability of the embryo is calculated by monitoring the heartbeat signal, and if the embryo becomes self-conscious, it may forcibly accelerate the hatching, once the hatchability is significantly higher

and the Moniach will pull the Diriaste up from the bottom of the sea with a safety cable."

"You still can't put it down." Manstein's expression relaxed, and he pulled out the black card from the card slot and pushed it in front of Schneider, "Put the safety of the diving team before attacking the embryo, if you promise me, I will not hinder you, and I will hand over the black card to you, which will give you 100% access to Norma."

"You came here at the behest of the school board, and if you do this, you are not afraid of being held accountable by the school board?" Schneider was a little surprised.

"Hmph, Gattuso." Manstein smiled mysteriously, "I didn't promise them anything in writing or verbally, they just came to me about the mission, and I came here with a black card."

Schneider suddenly realized that the bald guy in front of him may not have a lower background than the so-called heir of the Gattuso family, after all, his father was the night watchman - Leonardo Flamel, the orthodox descendant of the great teacher of alchemy, Nicholas Flamel, the greatest alchemist in the world.