The professor stared at by the pair of golden pupils filled with thunder and fire by the black dragon asked his colleague with a grinning smile, and he had felt the heavy depression in the air.

"I don't know anyone else, but I haven't cultivated this dragon blood creature."

A professor who was just excited, with a Mediterranean hairstyle, replied stiffly.

"I said, two professors, can you stop bullying yourself, how could this feeling be a dragon blood creature!"

Behind the two professors, a young student looked at the head that had turned around, and was looking at their black dragon with interest, with an expression about to cry.

Although he knew that his project research was very dangerous, he never thought that he would face a real dragon one day.

This is not something that such a combatless researcher should deal with. So, the interns with extremely strong desire to survive looked at the two professors in front of them,

"Professor, you have confirmed what this is, come up with a solution, or we will be finished."

"What are you panicking?" A professor with a bright and light head on his head was very calm. "Stand still, don't make any provocative behaviors, don't make any escape behavior, just keep the current attitude and look at him Just fine. "

"What's the use?" The young man who had regretted choosing to be here as an intern was pale, because of the dragon's blood, he also had some fighting power, but he felt that his fighting power appeared for some reason here As far as black dragons are concerned, it makes no difference.

"It can make us die with more dignity, and our name may have a chance to appear in textbooks in the future."

"However, professors, who appear in textbooks in this way, are all negative cases."

"It's enough to have a name, don't be content. Do you know that most humans in the world are not qualified to have their names printed on books?"

"I said, are you two, now is the time to talk about this? There is a dragon in front of us."

"Know, I saw it without you reminding me."

"Then you and your apprentices are still discussing textbooks?"

"Otherwise, what can we do now besides waiting for death? This is a dragon."

"Find a way to help yourself."

"Don't talk silly, look at the dragon's eyes, obviously, he can understand everything we say, and his wisdom is not less than us."

"Not less than, but all wisdom above the three of you combined."

Watching the reactions of the three dragon ancestors when they suddenly encountered him, Muria began to listen to them for a while and said that the voice was thick and majestic, and the air shook with it and became hot.

"Open ... speak." When Muria spoke, the young man behind was sitting on the ground in a fright, raised his hand, and pointed at the black dragon who was pacing toward them.

"It's a fuss, you've been with me for so long. Don't you understand? Dragons are more intelligent species than our humans. It's normal to speak."

Professor Mediterranean was very dissatisfied at seeing his students' dismal performance.

"But ..." the intern wanted to justify. Although the book says so, in fact he has never seen an example. After all, most of the people they contact are dragon blood creatures, not real blood-blooded dragons.

"Although so, sir, you seem to be very special. According to our research, all dragons are regarded as human beings as lower creatures, and they disdain us for communication at all, and you ..."

"Me?" Muria laughed. "I just think you're funny."

"Then you're here to ..."

"Don't worry, I just come in and take a look, and leave now." Muria was found not nervous at all.

Even if he had discovered dozens of murderous dragon-slayers wearing special exoskeleton armor, he was heading towards this research institute hidden hundreds of meters underground.

He is not surprised by the human response. After all, although this is a college for training dragon-slayers, it is also a fortress that can resist the attack of dragons at a critical moment.

In the stunned attention of two humans, one old and one young, for them, Muria's huge dragon body suddenly collapsed into the wind and spread to all directions.

The next second after Muria disappeared, a neat and heavy pace came, and then a fully-armed dragon-slayer appeared with an astonishing gun.

"You're too late!" The Mediterranean professor sighed when he saw the armed forces resident in the academy.

"Professor, what happened? Why the highest warning was issued?" When the tense-looking defensive forces appeared in this extremely high-spec research institute, they did not find that they had runaway dragon blood creatures as expected, but instead saw three A pale-looking researcher who seems to be intimidated by something.

"Because a dragon has just appeared in front of us, do you understand?" Professor Mediterranean stared blankly at the commander of the security forces in front of him. "What it means, don't say more."

"It's impossible." The Academy security captain countered subconsciously.

"Do you think we will be bored to play with you?" Asked the professor who had eased in the fear of the pure-blooded dragons,

"Forget it, I don't need to say anything to you, I'll just talk to the principal directly."

After speaking, the frightened professor called the most powerful guy in the college.

"Yo, Sanchez, is there anything? If you want to talk about research funding, then I think you can hang up the phone, this year's research funding is impossible."

"You old bastard, I didn't ask you because of funding, but there was a very important emergency."

"What emergency?" The voice at the other end of the communicator also became serious.

"A dragon came into the academy, and it just appeared in front of me, treating me and Stewart as fools."

"..." There was a long silence on the other side before it happened again. "I remember this April Fool's Day has passed."

"I'm not joking with you. I just got ready to die."

"Well, wait for three hours and I'll go back to school right away."

"You bastard, as the principal, you don't stay in the college, where have you been?"

"Whoever tells you that you must be in the school when you are the principal, I also have the right to civil liberties." At this moment, another part of the phone rang out the feminine voice of the woman, which seemed to be coquettish.

"You old guy who's almost halfway into the ground, is still picking up girls?" Hearing this voice, the Mediterranean professor Sanchez's body was furious.

"Don't talk nonsense, how can an old guy like me now have this kind of thought, it was a little girl who came to me to find me." The other end of the phone burst into a proud laugh.

...

After three hours

An angry and corrupt voice sounded in the empty underground square. "Can you tell me how it all happened, why is there a dragon mixing into the academy without anyone's notice? Is the academy's defense system installed? Actually let it be mixed in.

"Oh, George, calm down."

Seeing the gray hair in front of him, but the old man who was not inferior to the strongest man, looked like a thunderous old man, Professor Sanchez suppressed his unpleasant gloating mood, and comforted.

"There is no way this can happen. No one wants it. It can only be said to be an accident."

"You told me it was an accident?"

The old man crouching on the ground, holding a handful of gray and white wood chips in his hand, turned his head, and the anger on his face was undisguised. He knew how bad he was at this time, but he didn't want to suppress his emotions, because this time the loss was too great.

"A dragon went into the academy created to kill the dragon without anyone knowing it, broke into the treasure house that collected the most treasures, and plundered all the most precious treasures, or ate them Clean up.

How many people will make a joke of this incident, you know? Our college will be the laughingstock of those feudal families. And this is just a loss of reputation. Do you know how severe our actual loss is? "

"I don't know," he followed, watching the lively Sanchez shaking his head without hesitation. "What's stored here, only you, the principal, have the right to know."

"Do you know what this is?" The principal George stuck the sawdust in his hands to the professor's eyes ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ What? "

"In the legend, the branches of the tree of life, but now all the remaining power on it was drained by that dragon. This relic, which has been passed down from the ancient times, is completely reduced to waste."

"The thing you said seems to exist only in myths. There is no way to authenticate it. In the final analysis, it is just a dead wood with special powers. Don't be too sad."

"What about the dragon skeleton? Seventy years ago, I and my comrades desperately stopped the symbol and trophy of the fire king's recovery, and now it is gone. From the traces left on the scene, this dragon mixed into the academy is very rare. Eight or nine dragon skeletons were also swallowed. "

"That stuff will be swallowed, so we humans have no way to use it, it is just a display." The professor continued to comfort.

"There is no way to use it, it does not mean that there is no way to do it, and this dragon is provoking us."

The old man with white hair came to the entrance of the lower square, where the bronze gate was originally placed, where scattered black scales were scattered.