I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly Chapter 320

Kassel Academy, Hall of Valhalla.

As an academy financially supported by multiple tiers of Tosla and Syndicates, Cassel's architecture stands out for its grandeur and grandeur. Although built in the mountains, it occupies an extremely large area - the cost of leveling the rugged hills alone Enough to replicate the entire architecture of a world-class university.

In mythology, the Hall of Valhalla is a palace built by Odin to face the Ragnarok for the souls of heroes who died in battle to enjoy and prepare for battle. Ride a pegasus with snow-white wings across the clouds, descend to the warrior's soul, kiss his forehead and cheek, and ride a pegasus with him to Asgard, into the depths of the woods called "Gelahill" .

There is a huge palace with splendor and splendor, it has five hundred and forty gates, each gate can accommodate eight hundred majestic warriors entering and exiting side by side. The golden shield is paved, so it shines brightly, and the seats in the palace are decorated with exquisite armor, which was a gift from Odin to the heroic spirits at that time.

The heroic spirits who received the gift drank and fought in this palace all day long, until the moment when Ragnarok came, all five hundred and forty gates were punched in. They wore the armor given by Odin, took the spear from the wall, and removed the spear from the roof. Taking away the shield, countless warriors rushed to the battlefield with an entire Valhalla.

This is a myth circulated in the mixed race, which is closer to the real history of the dragon race, so it is somewhat different from the version familiar to the public. For example, in the popular mythology, the Hall of Heroes is also lined with spears and covered with shields. It is mentioned that the warriors will dismantle the Valhalla as a weapon at Ragnarok.

Some dragon historians believe that this thousand-year-old myth is a metaphor for the fact that there is really a Hall of Valor among the dragons. It is a set of super-large-scale alchemical weapons with many parts. When a large number of users use it together, A vast alchemical matrix will be activated, but there are also many opponents who believe that it is impossible for an alchemical weapon of this scale to be created even by a dragon. This myth should be a metaphor for some other thing or event.

Lu Mingfei thinks that the dragons are all a group of neurotics with problems in their brains-isn't it good to record their own history in detail and objectively? What's the point of engaging in so many mythological metaphors? What about playing a riddle?

However, no matter how magnificent the Hall of Valor in the mythology is, it has nothing to do with the Hall of Valor in Kassel. This Hall of Heroes does not drink alcohol, nor does it have spears and golden shields. The most architectural components are marble, and its positioning is just a meeting. Just the hall.

It's just that today's conference hall is extraordinarily resplendent. At night, every window is shining brightly, and the lawn outside is fully visible. It doesn't look like a conference hall.

The red ribbon hangs down from the top of the lobby, showing a translucent hazy texture under the bright crystal light. The lower one, or a long banquet table more than ten meters long, is full of food and wine from various countries. Every few meters there is a fountain of wine, a waitress in a lace dress and long gloves and a waiter in a white formal suit are busy at the long table, each of them is handsome and beautiful.

This is not so much a conference hall as it is the scene of a super-large dinner party.

Wearing a pure black evening dress, Lu Mingfei and Caesar stood in the corner and whispered.

"Corruption! Corruption!" Lu Mingfei was heartbroken, as if all his money was spent on setting up the venue, "Isn't it just to receive a Solomon Temple meeting? As for such a big battle?"

"Is it big?" Caesar asked in confusion.

He was wearing a white evening dress, and if it wasn't for his shawl hair that dazzled like gold in the light, standing with Lu Mingfei would be like black and white and changed into modern clothes to seduce the soul.

"Blame me," Lu Mingfei patted his forehead, "I forgot that you are also a wealthy young master who is arrogant and lustful."

"Although my Chinese is not very good," Caesar frowned, "but I can still hear that the two adjectives and idioms you used are not good words."

"Don't mind, don't mind," Lu Mingfei waved his hand, "Brother Caesar, are you here on behalf of your family to attend the academy and Solomon's Temple... Dinner?"

He wanted to talk about the exchange party, which was what Director Akadura told him at the beginning, but this scene was obviously more like a dinner party or a dance.

"Well," Caesar nodded, "I don't know what the stupid old stubborn in the family think."

"You actually agree?" Lu Mingfei was surprised. In his impression, Caesar was the kind of rebellious young man who would go against the family's orders one hundred and eighty degrees. The family asked him to go east, and he went east. Write "North" on the street sign, and then throw the pen to the back of your head and head towards the west.

"I didn't want to come, but they said that this meeting with the Solomon Temple will lead to the cooperation between the academy and the Solomon Temple," Caesar said with a smile, "if the talks go well, the family will also You can get a lot of benefits.”

"It seems that 80% of the talks are about to collapse." Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"I'm not going to drag the whole academy or even the secret party into the water for the sake of the family, and the principal will not allow me to do so," Caesar shook his head, "I'm just prepared to let my family not make a penny in this cooperation. Here, it's better to lose some more."

"Hey..." Lu Mingfei sucked in a breath, "Although I don't seem to be in a position to ask this as an outsider, I'm really curious, what the **** did your family do to you, brother Caesar, to make you hate you so much? If you put it on someone else, if you say that you have a grudge for killing your father, I also believe that you have a grudge against your wife."

"I don't have a grudge for killing my father, but I really hope that my stud daddy suddenly suffered a stroke and died on a woman. It can be said that there is a grudge against his wife," Caesar shrugged, "and it can be regarded as a grudge for killing his mother. "

Lu Mingfei: …

Are your family relationships so rocky?

Although reason told Lu Mingfei that he should not continue to ask questions at this time, he could no longer restrain his gossip.

Fortunately, the breath moving towards this place outside Valhalla interrupted him.

As the breath in his perception approached, Lu Mingfei heard the approaching sound of a luxury car engine outside.

Caesar looked towards the front door, and even if he didn't release the word spirit, his hearing was quite sharp.

The black extended Rolls-Royce headed by it stopped, and the cars in its back door stopped one by one.

The Rolls-Royce door opened, and a leg in black high-heeled shoes stepped out.

The woman came out of the car, wearing an evening dress, her long hair neatly coiled up to reveal a graceful curvy neck, and a few simple pieces of jewelry adorning her beautiful face like a goddess in the hands of an ancient Greek sculptor.

The waiter got out of the car behind her and followed her, but not too far forward.

The woman walked into Valhalla, followed by the waiter and other men and women in evening gowns, all following her—apparently, she was the head of the embassy from the Solomon Temple Society this time.

A subconsciously surprised expression appeared on Caesar's face, not because of the beauty of the visitor, but because of her incredible age.

Frankly speaking, the woman does not look very young, she is almost thirty years old, and her gestures reveal the charm of a mature woman. Considering the anti-aging ability and maintenance ability of the mixed race, it is conservatively estimated that this woman should also be in her sixties. Years old.

Sixty years old is not young even in a mixed-race society, but compared to the status she has shown, this age can be described as "frivolous".

Caesar could clearly see that among the people following her, there were several people with gray hair and beards who looked over fifty years old, but should be over eighty years old.

"The guests are here," Angers walked towards Lu Mingfei from the other side, with a sincere expression on his face, "Mingfei, you will talk as little as possible later."

"Okay." Lu Mingfei nodded.

Angers greeted the woman, Caesar and Lu Mingfei followed behind him, along with Professor Schneider and several other school department heads who appeared out of nowhere.

"Mr. Angers," the woman also walked towards Angers. Without hesitation, she opened her arms to give Angers a hug, and laughed softly, "We meet again, is this the guidance of fate?"

"Yeah, we meet again," Angers' expression seemed a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect you to be the new head of the Solomon Temple Society."

Caesar was startled again. He had already tried his best to guess the identity of this woman, but he did not expect that someone so young would be the head of the Solomon Temple Society.

But why did the principal look at her strangely?

Caesar did not know that a few years ago, Angers had an encounter in France with this woman with a mature charm and the appearance of an ancient Greek goddess, and even something almost happened— Of course, in the end, it was still a little worse, and Angers did not know her identity at the time.

Meeting in this way on this occasion at this time, even an old hooligan like Angers who has accumulated a lot of love and debts, is inevitably a little embarrassed.

Lu Mingfei, who was on the side, watched Angers chatting with the woman, hesitating to say anything.

The principal asked him to speak as little as possible, so he still didn't speak.

Without telling the principal, he suspects the woman is a pure-blooded dragon in disguise.

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