Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Late at night, such an elegantly dressed conductor appeared in a modern Chicago train station. It was an incredible thing, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Is everyone blind?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"It's just the effect of his voice. That guy is a normal living person and a fan of the Backstreet Boys." Fingel said and walked over there.

"Yan Ling?" Lu Mingfei was a little confused.

Before he came, he had never heard that this was an academy that taught magic.

He had doubts, but since he was here, why not get in the car?

The two took out their tickets from their pockets, dragged their large and small bags to the ticket gate.

Different from the classical dress, the conductor was chewing gum and blowing bubbles. He looked quite fashionable, like an American boy who plays rap.

The conductor took Fingel's ticket and crossed it through the ticket gate. The green light turned on and there was a "beep" sound.

"Fingel, why don't you drop out of school?" the conductor said, "I thought I wouldn't see you again this year."

"I'm a person who has a beginning and an end." Fingel said: "The bus came very quickly this time. I thought I would have to wait for several days like last time."

"You have been downgraded to the 'F' class. This express train was specially added for our 'S' class freshman Lu Mingfei. Under normal circumstances, you have to wait until the evening of the day after tomorrow to get on the train." The conductor yelled. Fingel hurried inside.

"Welcome, Lu Mingfei." The conductor wore white gloves and gracefully helped Lu Mingfei pick up the bag and saluted.

"Please forgive us for being late." The conductor apologized, "There was something wrong with the dispatch. We should have picked you up as soon as possible. Maybe your rank is too high, so the system went wrong."

"It's really S!" Fingel exclaimed: "Isn't it the only principal who is S!"

"No, but no more than ten people." The conductor said, "Get on the train quickly, it's almost time to stop."

"What kind of ghost academy is this?" Lu Mingfei finally couldn't bear it anymore.

There was so much he wanted to complain about that he didn't even know where to start.

What is Yanling? Some kind of magic that cannot be shown to Muggles?

What is class? It’s both S and F, and it’s not like I’m running QQ Express.

"Is this really an official train?" Lu Mingfei felt that everything on this train was weird. Could it be that the next stop was hell.

"Of course, the Chicago government-approved train goes directly to Cassel College. It's a branch line, so you can't find it on the train schedule. You know the kind that goes from the public railroad but leads to some mines and factories. A special train? We are the same as those." The conductor replied calmly.

Following the conductor onto the platform, the front of the train stopped on the tracks. With the glaring headlights on.

The car is black, with a streamlined body, and dazzling silver-white vine patterns blooming on the black paint, as gorgeous as a work of art.

Outside the sliding door, stood a familiar figure—Professor Guderian.

The train roared and sped through the dark night.

Across an oak table, Lu Mingfei, Fingel and Professor Guderian sat across from each other.

The carriage is in European style, very classic, with patterned walls decorating the walls, portholes wrapped in solid wood, and dark green leather sofas embroidered with gold thread.

Lu Mingfei put on the uniform of Kassel College, which was the same as the one that Ye Sheng wore when he interviewed him. However, the tailor of the college obviously did not measure his figure, but made the clothes extremely close-fitting. He opened the cuffs and found out what was inside. The words "Ricardo.M.Lu" are also embroidered on it.

He felt that he was out of tune with the car and had nothing in common.

He might feel more comfortable if he curled up in a condom with his face covered.

"Coffee or hot chocolate?" Professor Guderian asked, his back leaning against the wall, behind a large painting whose clothes were obscured by canvas.

"Just boiled water will do," Lu Mingfei said.

"I want hot chocolate." Fingel raised his hand shyly.

"It's freshman tutoring time now." Professor Guderian scolded: "Shut up for those who have nothing to do with it."

"If you don't give it, you won't give it to me. You're going to hurt me," Fingel complained in a low voice like a little girl.

Lu Mingfei didn't care about this little incident.

"Professor Guderian, let me ask straight to the point, what kind of college is this?" Lu Mingfei stared at Guderian's cloudy eyes, trying to find out something from them.

"Good psychological quality." Professor Guderian nodded and received a glass of boiled water. "I thought you would scream to go home."

"What I'm going to say next may overturn your three views of the past eighteen years. Are you mentally prepared?"

"I think my three views have been subverted a long time ago." Lu Mingfei glanced at Fingel who was standing aside.

The amazing power hidden under that lazy body may be explained.

But according to what they said, Fingel was rated F, so what were the other students in this college?

"Okay, then I won't lay the groundwork." Professor Guderian cleared his throat, "First of all, I'm sorry that I'm late. I was delayed in Russia for a while, and I didn't wait until you called me. I found there was a problem with the dispatch, so I decided to follow the car."

"Secondly, the college requires every student to take an entrance exam, which we call the '3E' exam. If you fail to pass, you will not be admitted, and your scholarship will not be valid."

"Qualification exam, okay, I know it's not that easy." Lu Mingfei had a headache.

He hated exams, of any kind.

"There is a confidentiality agreement here. You need to sign it first." Professor Guderian handed over a document.

Lu Mingfei read it carefully. It was mixed with English and some other crooked words, like Latin. He couldn't understand it, but he signed it anyway.

After all, he really wanted to know what this college was about, and it might have something to do with what he was looking for.

"Okay, make sure you sign it." Professor Guderian carefully put away the document, "Then, let's witness the real world."

The professor stood up, grabbed a corner of the upper canvas of the giant oil painting behind him, and shook it open.

The ferocious picture was exposed to the light. The moment Lu Mingfei's eyes touched the painting, he felt as if he was about to be pushed out by a huge force.

He heard the sound of bells. He had heard the same sound of bells somewhere.

On the picture, the sky is the color of iron blue mixed with flames. A single giant tree stands, with dead branches extending in all directions, forming a dense network to support the cracked sky. The wasteland is covered with dead bones and giant black trees. The beast is rising from the depths of the pile of bones, its wings are covered with skeletons, and after opening its huge membrane wings, it looks up to the sky and spits out black flames.

"Big lizard?" Lu Mingfei asked, tilting his head.

Thank you for the 100 starting coin reward on the first day of the Sophora lunar month. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.