"I'm okay with that. But shouldn't you give the club a name first? ”

Chu Zihang proposed.

Otherwise, when the time comes, introduce yourself, hello, what kind of club am I, do you want to join?

Ghosts will join.

"Crimson Star Warband."

Lu Mingfei said without hesitation.

"Sounds like a mercenary in the Middle Ages."

Fingal pursed his lips.

"We don't accept hiring, we only fight for humanity."

Lu Mingfei said solemnly.

"Yes, yes, I know that our society is the vanguard of humanity and the enemy of the dragons."

Fingal raised his hand in surrender.

"Then I'll print out the announcement now, is there a designated place to post it?"

Chu Zihang asked him.

"You just post it outside the Norton Pavilion, and I'll just take a picture and post it on the forum."

Fingal said.

"Good effect, steak red wine black truffle. The effect is not good, mashed potatoes mixed with sauerkraut. ”

Lu Mingfei had already pinched him.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Fingal loves to be manipulated like this.

That evening, a post marked in red was posted on the forum and pinned to the top for a limited time.

"Shocked: S-class freshmen have chartered the Norton Pavilion and threatened to sing every night!"

There's also a subtitle.

"Our reporter risked his life to sneak in and learn about the selection criteria."

"Damn, sing every night, and audition?"

"Am I in a nightclub in Kassel or Ginza?"

"It's so shameless, how can you do such a thing on a sacred campus? I'm going to go and condemn him right now! ”

Regardless of whether the students are envious or very envious, this Lu Mingfei-related post immediately became the hottest topic again.

It was Caesar Gattuso who enjoyed this treatment before.

Then, they find out that they have been scammed.

"Title Party! Fingal get the hell out of here! ”

"You wrote the title like this to apologize to all the altar friends."

Posts denouncing Fingal quickly flooded the forum, with calls for his administrator privileges to be removed.

Of course, Fingal turned a blind eye, and he didn't call the party for a day or two, and you didn't obediently click in.

As for the cancellation of the administrator, without him Fingal, can the forum have this heat?

Thinking that he could be the administrator, the vice-principal pointed to the Night's Watch forum for fun.

Lu Mingfei naturally didn't know that Fingal was ruining his reputation again, but Chu Zihang saw it, but after seeing that the effect was really good, he didn't say much.

Wait until you've recruited someone and ask Fingal to delete the post.

If it's too late, let him bear the wrath of the regimental commander.

The next day, the three of them didn't go directly to the Norton Pavilion to squat, Fingal didn't care, the two of them still had to go to class.

Today's class is "Introduction to the Genealogy of the Dragon Family" and "Tai Chi", the latter does not matter, the former is the principal's class, and it is also an important source of information for them, so they must listen carefully.

This is also the course that Professor Guderian asked them to take, and he has been approved by the president to be their tutor.

As soon as one of them becomes an outstanding graduate certified by the school, he can be promoted from assistant professor to full professor.

By the way, they also have a senior brother.

It may be a bit hard for many people to guess, but that person is Fingal.

In the spacious and bright classroom, dozens of men and women in crisp uniforms gathered.

If it weren't for the dragon decorations that can be seen everywhere in the classroom, it would be almost indistinguishable from an ordinary university.

Because of the exercise and morning prayer, the two came a little later.

According to the experience of domestic seat selection, the only place left for them at this time is the corner of the last row.

Like the high schools in China, the Kassel Academy is proud and involuted, except for Fingal, a strange breed.

However, when they walked into the classroom, the other seats were full, except for the two in the front row.

Everyone was looking at them, like the ministers who waited for the emperor to sit on the dragon chair when they were in the last court.

Lu Mingfei met everyone's eyes and sat down calmly.

He never aspired to superhuman status, but he also never rejected the admiration of others.

Chu Zihang was also accustomed to the feeling of being worshipped, and sat on Lu Mingfei's right hand.

And to the left of Lu Mingfei is Maginow, the president of the freshman association.

Because class was about to start, he didn't say much, just smiled and nodded.

Lu Mingfei bowed his head, and he also had a good impression of this young man.

It can be seen that Maginot should have undergone rigorous combat training from an early age.

The joints of the fingers are calloused and slightly deformed.

For traffic stars, this is an obstacle to their careers,

But for the warrior, this is a medal for his efforts.

If Maginot wanted to join the warband, Lu Mingfei could give him a chance to investigate.

After saying hello, Headmaster Ange walked in.

It's still the same smile, it's still the same posture, the roses on the chest have been replaced with tulips, and the whole body exudes the charm of the precipitation of the years.

Whether it is a girl or a rich woman, they can't resist this charm.

However, what Lu Mingfei saw was the explosive power hidden under the old exterior.

He had no doubt that if the principal wanted to, he could kill everyone in the classroom in two minutes except him.

As for him and the principal, that can only be known when they fight.

"Every time I see you freshmen, I can't help but be happy. It is precisely because of your excellent efforts that the dragon slaying business can continue to continue. On behalf of all the dragon slayers, I thank you. ”

Ange finished a long sentence in a reciting tone, but his tone was very sincere.

After speaking, the principal bowed seriously.

Where can these people guard, and hurriedly stood up and returned the salute.

Lu Mingfei also stood up, because he felt that he had just cut off some Deadpool, and he had only cut off an arm of a fallen half-blood, and he didn't deserve this thanks.

"Sit down. Now, let's start the class. ”

Ange pressed his hands down and motioned for everyone to sit back in their seats.

"As we all know, hybrids are humans with dragon blood, and the higher the concentration of blood, the closer they will be to dragons in appearance. So, can purebred dragons become humans? ”

Ange finished his opening remarks, then looked at the crowd under the podium.

"Maginow, you answer."

The headmaster saw the raised hand.

The answer is yes. My ancestors once slew a pure-blooded dragon in human form. ”

Maginot replied.

"I know. Luc Maginot, one of the best dragon slayers in France. He has an equally good descendant. ”

Ange approving.

Complimented by the legendary dragon slayer, Maginot did not lose his temper and sat down calmly.

It's just that the curvature of the corners of his mouth still betrays him.

"The history of dragons is the history of entanglement with humans, and even after the Great Rebellion, there are still many dragons who incarnate as humans for various purposes and leave their own presence in human civilization."

At this point, Ange was suddenly silent for a moment, holding his chin in his hand as if he was thinking about what to give an example.