"Headmaster, do you know what was the most memorable thing when I entered the school?"

"Enrollment?" Ange lowered his head and pondered: "I remember that the teacher who recruited you was Professor Morgan of the Department of Dragon Sociology, and he recommended himself to be your mentor after reviewing your file, it seems that you bought a large number of shares of technology companies on the NASDAQ market at that time?" ”

"Yes, but I later applied to transfer to the traditional alchemy department, and Professor Morgan seemed to think that I had figured out the direction of the stock market through market analysis, so he recommended me to enter the dragon society."

Ange nodded with satisfaction, looking like his memory hadn't faded yet: "Is it the painting of the Black King in the 2100 train?" Or is it the alchemy that the professor took out when he gave you admissions counseling? ”

"It's the Abrahamic Bloodline Contract."

Ange and Alfred, another old man at the scene, exchanged glances covertly, and a little surprise appeared in Frost's eyes, who was not at the scene.

"Of course I signed that document, and since then I've been wondering what the meaning of that contract is. This is certainly not one of those contracts that rely on government agencies and laws to obtain validity, the secret party has almost controlled the governments of Europe and the United States, and most of the government agencies and laws in the world can be said to be ignored by us hybrids, what is the use of a piece of paper? ”

"It's tradition."

At this time, the old man took off his dandy disguise, and his eyes were full of ice: "The blood pact is a strict rule that every member of the secret party needs to abide by, and it is the banner set up by the ancient half-bloods in those lightless times. ”

"There may be some truth to what you say, but there are some things that still make me feel out of place."

"Not to mention that I always had the sense of signing the Overlord Treaty when I signed this document, the treatment of my college classmates was exactly the same, and more importantly, I didn't see any record of these signed documents on Norma, not at all. Not only that, but even Jotunheimli didn't store it. ”

"Fortunately, I still found the answer I wanted in an ancient alchemy book."

"In the era of dragons, contracts often use some special formulas, techniques refined paper, pen and ink, some of the requirements are extremely strange, but the validity of the contract can be notarized by the world."

Ange's expression was complicated, every member of the Secret Elders' Council knew about it, the method of making the alchemy contract had been lost among the alchemists, the secret party unilaterally monopolized the knowledge of the contract, and this knowledge would only be circulated among generations of elders, and from them extended the chains that controlled all the secret party hybrids, and every hybrid who entered the secret party from Kassel or other means would sign a copy of the "Abrahamic Blood Pact", so the Elders would never be afraid that the hybrids in the party would rebel against the dragons.

In fact, the content of "Abraham's Blood Pact" is not harsh on behaviors other than "adultery", and due to various practical and political factors, it is difficult for the secret party to modify the content of the blood pact even slightly, and most of the time the contract can only play the role of suppressing the Deadpool who has signed the contract.

Chen Mo slowly opened the roll of parchment, the parchment was written with orthodox Latin characters, these handwriting was very new, it was written recently, and there were some faint traces under the handwriting, like the remnants of the original words after fading.

"Can you make an alchemy contract?"

At this time, Ange's face was already full of surprise, and it was not that he didn't listen to Flamell's show-off, but even the Night's Watch had seen the "Abrahamic Blood Pact" held by the secret party, and there was no way to find a way to make a new contract in the future, so he could only reproduce similar content through the materials he held, and the effectiveness of the copy would naturally become weaker, but it was more than enough for the hybrids who were not pure-blooded dragons.

"Unfortunately, no." Chen Mo spread his hands.

"This piece of paper was originally an alchemy contract, and I used it for a second time at best."

"Explain." This is the voice of Gattuso's acting head of the family, obviously about something like the alchemy contract that can change the world of half-bloods, and he is not so calm.

"How so? It can be called deception, or sophistry. When I exchanged this contract for three alchemic objects, the handwriting on it was blurred, but it was still intact, which means that the materials of paper and ink are not of the same grade. ”

Chen Momo held the "parchment roll" and said slowly: "The raw material of this paper is dragon skin. ”

"It's hard to judge how many generations of dragons the owner provided the materials, after all, modern science can't determine the age of this special piece of paper at all, but it is certain that this is a pure-blooded dragon."

"A contract without content is naturally worthless, and what I want to do is to destroy the original content of this contract and add new content."

"How?" Ange couldn't help but ask, if this method was mastered, the secret party could try to modify the content of the "Abrahamic Blood Pact", and the subsequent impact was indescribable.

"Headmaster, I remember that you are a professor of dragon genealogy, and I am afraid that you will not understand the detailed alchemy operation after I said it." Chen Mo's face showed the conventional contempt of science students for the old scoundrels of liberal arts at such a time:

"You can understand that I have weakened the presence of the original content, and the text I added is considered to be a contract in the first place, but it will have great negative effects, such as the time limit of the contract will be greatly reduced, and the contract cannot be copied."

"You can take a look at the contents of the contract, on my previous conditions, during the validity period of the contract, that is, for three years, no one in the secret party, as well as Gattuso, Laurent, Cassel and other half-breed forces, shall not launch an attack on my personal life and personal freedom, b shall not disclose in any form the details of the special alchemy, shall not ........ Violators will be co-signatories and become Deadpool. ”

Ange read the contract that was reasonable and extremely strict, and laughed: "I can see how much you want to live." ”

The old guy nestled in the bell tower was like his apprentice when he was young, especially this desire to survive, when Flamel harmonized the bride at the wedding of the young master of a half-breed family, and the consequences can be imagined, and later in order to survive, the night watchman at that time can be said to have done everything he could.

Elizabeth took the "dragon skin roll" and looked at it too.

It should be said that there is indeed no problem, but there is another one on it that seems a little strange, Elizabeth asked: "You also want to participate in the search and rescue and development of the ruins?" ”

"This is also considered to be organized by me, so I naturally want to go and see it."

The girl nodded thoughtfully, this explanation sounded fine, but it always gave her the feeling that there was something hidden.

If Frost was on the scene at this time, he would definitely stare closely at Chen Mo's eyes: "You planned to let Caesar sign this contract on my behalf from the beginning. ”

"What's the difference? The current head of the house and the future head of the house are just that. He just said that Caesar could be valued as the heir to the family, so that it didn't touch Frost's tense nerves.

Frost did not pursue this further, but called Caesar, and his voice was no longer cold and low, but more emotional:

"Caesar, you are the genius that the family has been looking forward to for hundreds of years, and you are also the future leader of Gattuso, the family loves you, this time is considered the future in advance, the responsibility of the family will eventually be handed over to you, you will become our leader, the leader of the half-blood, experience this feeling, when you sign this contract, it represents not only you, but also the entire family, this is a responsibility, but also power and glory."

Frost's emotional language didn't help, and in the previous negotiations, Caesar seemed calm, but he could also see his interest. And now only the cold anger could be seen in his face.

Just as he was about to say something, a slender and scarred hand appeared in front of him and shook his finger gently.

"Okay, I accept."

The names of Hilbert Jean Angers, Caesar Gattuso, Elisabeth Laurent, and Chen Mo (Hull Flamel) were written on that sheet.

Many years later, the students who cleaned the library of the academy found an equally worn parchment from the worn-out book called the Flamel Alchemy Codex, most of which was no longer legible, leaving only a vaguely recognizable surname, Flammel, which the students happily carried with them as a mascot as a relic left by the famous alchemy master.

It wasn't until he was called up to answer a question by the professor of alchemy, who was known for his rigor, that the professor who walked in was stunned for a moment when he saw the paper, and finally he was surprisingly not deducted from his usual penny, but instead took the parchment.

The college struck many bells that night, and some students saw their headmaster sitting in the small cemetery in front of the bell tower, drinking slowly, and the white and transparent liquor was often half spilled into the tombstones, and half into the stomach of their headmaster, and the bell rang until the next day, when the sun rose, and the headmaster, who had always been strict, lay on the ground drunk, like a homeless vagabond