The organization decided that the first guinea pig to draw the sword would be Fingel. Everyone voted in favor, with no one against, but if he insisted, one abstained from voting.

The one who abstained was Fingel. His hands were tightly tied and naturally he had no choice but to abstain. Even though he shouted the protest slogans no matter how loudly, the vice-principal reminded him carefully:

First of all, our Kassel College upholds freedom of speech, so I didn’t block your mouth with smelly socks, but just shout slogans. Freedom of speech is one thing, but rebellion is another. You shouted out your statement

Please, you have some idea whether these demands can come true. Secondly, your opposition slogan organization has also heard it, but what we implement today is a show of hands voting system. If you don’t raise your hands, you will be deemed to have abstained. Men want

Bring some seeds!

Fingel really wanted to slap his neck and say it directly, but he couldn't. You can just think of me as a woman!

But after thinking about it, if I really said it, then the vice-principal might have an extra pair of walnuts to play with (the vice-principal used English when he said the above, so the expression "men should bring some seed" in English

(in the middle: "Men should have ball").

So he gave up. He called himself superhuman even if there was no lower limit, but the Monkey King who was so powerful in Huaguo Mountain couldn't climb the Wuzhi Mountain of the vice-principal. As long as the vice-principal's lower limit was lower than him, then he could anyway

If you poke him in the buttocks, the power of life and death lies in the hands of others, so it's better to be honest.

If you want to be a guinea pig and draw a sword, you must first loosen your hands.

Fingel made his request reasonably, and the vice-principal also came over and squatted down...first added a pair of straps to the guy's feet, and then loosened the restraints on his hands.

"As for that!" Boss Fingel was dissatisfied, "Can we have some trust in each other? There are users of 'Setsuna' and 'Time Zero' standing in this attic. Are you afraid that I, a loser, will run away?"

Is it done?"

"I don't believe you don't have the means to counteract these two talking spirits. I don't know what your character is? I'll completely let you go. Just run away like a fool. When you run, you'll be so pissed off that you deliberately disgusted these two people.

What should I do if I don't dare to catch you?" The vice-principal pricked the band around Fingel's ankle twice.

Fingel was dumbfounded when he heard this. He looked at Lin Nian and Ange and found that the two men were also deep in thought. Maybe they were thinking that if that scene really happened, would they catch this Nurgle God's Chosen regardless, or would they?

Avoid him like fire and water and let him walk away with a pair of pants of dignity and integrity.

"I haven't reached this level of limitlessness yet!" Fingel tried his best to express that he still had to hang out in this school for the time being, because he had to lose face.

...Oh, does it mean that you can be shameless as long as you are in a place where no one knows you? Lu Mingfei thinks that if he teams up with Fingel on missions in the future, he must be careful about this guy selling his friends for glory. He has no lower limit.

The most terrifying.

"But you don't deny that you have other ways to disgust the two of them and make them afraid to arrest you, right?" The vice-principal tied the belt and stood up with a non-smiling smile.

Next to him, Fingel looked at his nose and heart, said nothing, and turned a deaf ear.

"Okay, let's go! Fingel!" The vice principal patted Fingel's broad back, and his tone sounded like a trainer from Zhenxin Town. Fingel jumped forward twice, his face stiff.

It must look a bit like a zombie that was just unearthed, or that was coerced and coerced by the flower picker into swallowing a smiling half-stepped pill.

Lin Nian and others fell into a state of quiet observation, standing in the shadow with his right hand slightly touching his lips, looking at Fingel, the only one standing in the light source, as if bathed in some holy light, about to pull out the Sword of King Selection. Standing next to him

The cowboy version of Merlin with a big belly has his hands on his hips and a sneer on his face, as if King Arthur will kick his opponent's ass with his shoe if he doesn't draw his sword.

"Pick one that suits your eyes. It's free to try. If it breaks, I won't charge you any money. If you want to pretend that you're not using it hard, don't blame me for being a bad person." The vice-principal gave the warning again and again.

Fingel stood in the light with a strange expression on his face. He stared at the bronze sword box on the table in front of him like a peacock spreading its tail. The cold texture of the sword was like even the flowing air in the environment could give it a sharp sense of tearing.

Vision and perception will also experience an extremely uncomfortable metallic cold feeling when in contact with them.

"That's awesome." Fingel looked back at the vice-principal with a bitter look on his face.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. They are relatively harmless before you pull out the sword box. Only after you pull out the sword box completely and start to resonate will they start to draw the dragon blood of the hybrid. Hurry up before you are drained of a lot of blood.

He just stuffed it back and didn't let you hold it all the time. Besides, there's nothing here for you to test the knife with."

"Didn't you say that these things have their own mental pollution? I feel that my spirit is quite fragile. What if I go crazy?" Fingel rolled his eyes, "Isn't this not good? Just tell the principal

It's the same as what I just said. After all, I used to be an 'A' class, and now I have a handy weapon. It won't be good to hurt you..."

"You're right, then I suggest you get rid of 'lust' first." The vice-principal suggested after careful consideration.

Several people on Lu Mingfei's side rolled their eyes in unison, and even Lin Nian turned his head to express that he couldn't bear to look...

According to the vice-principal's thinking circuit, if Fingel, who had pulled out the "Lust", really went crazy and became the temporary god of Slaanesh, then there is a high probability that he would also pounce on the good-looking young guys, among whom Lin

The highest bid winning rate in the year, followed by Kai

Caesar, and then Chu Zihang (Chu Zihang’s style is relatively reserved and cold, and his beauty is indeed slightly inferior to the outgoing Caesar, and the blond girl also boasts that he has changed his gender, so he must press Lin Nian to the table.

(crying), Lu Mingfei is the safest one.

"What if I'm the cool old man?" The frustrated Fingel sacrificed his moral integrity to deliberately disgust the vice principal.

The vice-principal frowned deeply, not because he thought he was not cool enough, but when he glanced at Angers, who was still drinking tea from a bone china cup not far away, he immediately felt that this boss still cares about body management even at his age.

This thing is really his damn enemy! He really doesn’t want to admit that if Fingel goes crazy and the really cool old man talks about it, there is a high probability that he won’t be the first one to pounce.

Tsk, isn’t this a good thing? Why do you feel like you’re eating something?

The more the vice-principal tasted it, the more he felt it was unpleasant. He looked at Fingel with a malicious look in his eyes, "You talk so much! Pull it out quickly. It doesn't matter what you pull out. Anyway, just pull it out for me and have a look!"

If you don’t pull it out, I will pull it out.”

It could be seen that the vice-principal was very unhappy now. Fingel wisely did not ask what he was pulling out, and honestly focused on the dragon chanting sword box with branches scattered around.

Seven swords of different shapes were sleeping quietly, but he could clearly feel that he was being "watched" by something. The thing hidden in the dark was watching him under the lamp, licking him inch by inch.

His torso, neck, cheeks, eyeballs, hair, and even deeper...soul?

Fingel shuddered, feeling that the hairs on his hair must be standing on end now, and in fact they were.

The last time he had this symptom, he passed by a large static electricity stand built in a certain junior sister's laboratory, or he happened to see Lu Mingfei's computer hard drive containing a small color-coded Nantong animation at night (actually

It’s not Nantong, it’s just helping her. Lu Mingfei’s windows system is actually quite open).

"I suggest you start from the left. Although the new Seven Deadly Sins have lowered the restrictions on bloodline advantages, they still retain the step-by-step selection process of lust, gluttony, greed, laziness, arrogance, jealousy, and rage.

"Angers

He spoke, "The intensity of mental pollution is also gradual, but it is not so strong that it will collapse as soon as it is handled. Even the final rage that directly points to the shortcomings of hybrid blood will only consume the user's sanity after being used to a certain extent.

"

"But one thing, the vice-principal and the others seemed to have mentioned before that Fingel fell from the 'A' level to the current 'G' level because he was injured in a previous mission. It seemed that there was something wrong with his brain.

, Isn’t he really mentally weak?” Lu Mingfei asked Lin Nian in a low voice.

"It should be fine." Lin Nian was also a little hesitant when asked, but decided to check the situation first, "If anything happens, I should be able to handle it. Today's lineup is very gorgeous."

Lu Mingfei looked around. Leaders from the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club were all present, not to mention heavyweights like Lin Nian and Ange. The vice-principal had long given him the feeling of a hidden sweeping monk.

Well, something really went wrong. The worst he could do was expose a little more of his trump card and give Fingel a "silencing spell". He didn't believe that Fingel, who had no speech ability, could turn the world upside down with an alchemical weapon.

.

Just as he was thinking about it, he realized that Fingel had reached into the Dragon Sword Box. After hesitating for a moment, he still landed on the first 'Lust' on the far left. Its shape was somewhat like a Japanese rib.

Oops, the kind used for caesarean section. God forbid that this 'lust' has nothing to do with 'Slaanesh', otherwise Fingel would really go crazy and show everyone how perverted he would be by cutting himself open first, taking out his stomach and wrapping it around his neck.

, I played Breath play (can I write this?).

Fingel stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the "Lust", and a strong suction welded the ribs to death in the Dragon Sword Box, but Fingel had also practiced at least, and it was like an iron knot.

The biceps can not only be seen, but can also be used. It shouldn't be a big problem to remove it.

But here Lin Nian first noticed that Fingel was not exerting any force. The moment he held the 'Lust', the person calmed down and lost all the impetuousness and uneasiness he had before. A pot of slightly boiling water, under the scorching heat,

When the flame suddenly goes out, the surging bubbles will subside, but the temperature of the water will not cool down immediately.

But the abnormality was that the temperature of Fingel's pot of water also cooled down, and the moment he held the handle of the Ribashi knife, he became quiet.

Lin Nian glanced at Angers with a subtle gaze and found that Angers was staring at Fingel attentively. From his perspective, Fingel was in a daze at the moment, his eyes staring blankly ahead, but he didn't

Really focused on a certain place, his soul

The spirit seemed to have left. It took up the kite string and followed the light and shadow of the chandelier. It climbed out of the skylight and floated into the clear night sky above the heavy rain clouds. From there, you could see the starry sky, the bright moon, and the layers of clouds in the distance.

Brilliant blue shadow.

Lin Nian turned his head to look at Chu Zihang and Caesar, and found that the two men also looked at each other, and then looked at him in unison.

All three people noticed something unusual.

"Why don't you pull it out?" Lu Mingfei, who didn't understand the situation and was a little nervous, scratched his eyebrows and muttered.

He has never been good at reading the air. If he could even capture such details, he probably wouldn't have been so persistently in love with that dandelion-like girl before. Talking to a dandelion all the time will not help you get him.

It will inadvertently blow away the most beautiful part of her. You can only look at her from a distance and never get close. It was only at a certain moment one day later that he suddenly understood this truth.

Perhaps it was precisely because Lu Mingfei's beeping sounds were too harsh in the silence that Fingel used an even harsher sound of drawing his sword to cover up the disharmony. He took out the word 'lust' and wrote lightly.

The ground was like a tachyon being pulled out of the sleeve. The moment the smooth blade was unsheathed from the sword case, it rubbed against the metal mouth of the sheath and made a crisp metallic sound, like a dragon's roar.

The dark golden ribs are fully revealed under the illumination of the light. The reforged 'Lust' is full of the beauty of the original sword technology. The pattern is like an ancient history that is difficult to be covered by words. Long and complicated engravings are written on the blade.

On the top of the sword, there are "ribs" on the tandem, which are lines formed by hammering the blade during forging. They are shaped like dragon scales, but these patterns seem to be alive, jumping over the tandem and crawling towards the person holding the handle.

One hand.

Lin Nian's eyes narrowed slightly. It was not because he was emotionally disturbed. He was just trying his best to amplify his powers of observation. In his sight, the surging patterns on his ribs were not an illusion caused by the halo. Those patterns were not even at all.

It’s not a pattern, it’s a gold-titanium alloy metal that moves at a high frequency!

There is a layer of gold-titanium alloy metal on the surface of 'Lust', which shows the suspension and aggregation reaction of magnetic fluid in the magnetic field. The sizes of these particles are nanometer-level, and they are oriented and arranged under the action of the magnetic field to form a chain structure.
To be continued...