One Piece Dragon System

Chapter 534 Mixed-race family!

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Hilbert Jean Angers, this name may be unfamiliar to some young mixed races now, but when it comes to the principal of the Kassel College, they don’t know it. After all, in the eyes of European mixed races, Except for those mixed-race families that have not known for a long time, Kassel College is the largest mixed-race colony.

It's just a pity that the admissions standards of Kassel College are too strict, and the fact that the proportion of dragon ancestry cannot exceed 50% has already killed most of the mixed races.

You know, as long as there is a mixed species, there must be strong dragon blood in the body. The dragon blood in these mixed species is more or less, and the proportion of dragon blood in the body is more than 50%. It is a common thing, even when their dragon blood ratio completely suppresses the part of human nature, there may be reversion and dragonization.On the other hand, the proportion of dragon blood in the body is small, and their bloodlines are very stable, and they are completely irrelevant if they run out of control.For example, b007, the dragon blood in his body is extremely thin, just enough to be able to display the spirit of speech.

From this point of view, I know how strict the enrollment of Kassel College is. Those who can enter Kassel College, without exception, are not more than 50% of the dragon blood, but they are extremely pure mixed blood. Kind.

So don't look at the Kassel College with less than a thousand students, but each of these students is an elite of the mixed race, comparable to several other mixed races of the same blood level.

Therefore, the principal of Kassel College is the person they must and must know. However, in this world, there are too few people who know the details of Angers, and it can be said that they will not count more than five with their fingers.

This is also the case. For most of the mixed races in the world, the one thing they know most about the headmaster of the Kassel College is that the old man who had never seen the dragon has lived more than 130 years. year.

But now, this little old man with strong energy and blood actually met Anger, and it seemed that the time of acquaintance was not short.

Angers narrowed his eyes, stood up slowly with his back, and took a deep breath without turning his head back.

"You are staying in Chicago, without hiding your whereabouts. Don't you just want to talk? Why don't you come in and sit?" The little old head didn't notice anything, and asked politely.

"You shot me in Texas in 1899, just when I turned around. I don't know if you have a revolver in your hand now,'Quick Hand Henkel'."

If the group of other old people who had appeared at the auction, or scholars familiar with the history of mixed races, heard this, they would be surprised and speechless.

"Kaishou Henkel", the name used to shine for a while, armed with two revolvers engraved with mysterious patterns in the American West, it was called a real western cowboy.

But later, the'Kaishou Henkel' slowly faded out of everyone's sight. Some people said that he was old and could not even hold the gun securely. He returned to his hometown for retirement.Some people say that "Kaishou Henkel" is actually dead, because the last time he appeared was on December 7, 1941, in Pearl Harbor. It happened that the Japanese attacked and bombed Pearl Harbor.

However, probably no one would have thought that'Kaishou Henkel' not only survived, but also lived well, and he was the master behind Sotheby's auction house.

"It's been a hundred years, do you remember?" The little old man behind did not care about the indifference in Ange's words, and smiled kindly, "At that time, your'time zero' could only delay time at most 4 seconds, now so many years have passed, the delay time should have been more than 10 seconds? The bullet's flight speed can be slowed by you or even ignored, why do you care about my "quick hand"? And I am now I'm old and my hands are slow."

Anger raised his eyebrows, did not smile, and opened a door next to him and walked in. There were already a few people sitting inside.

"Introduction, Hilbert Jean Angers, the principal of the Kassel School, the new generation leader of the Dragon Blood Secret Party."

Henkel followed in, walked slowly to the table and sat down, pointing to Angers, "Presumably everyone in the room should know him, but he has not spoken face to face. Speaking of which, how many years have we not directly Conversation, Angers?"

"The last time was at Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941. At that time, you were a U.S. Colonel, and our negotiations were interrupted by an aviation alert in the middle of our negotiations." Angers walked unceremoniously to the empty space. Sit down on the high-back cowhide chair, relight a cigar, his eyes twinkling, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

There are a total of thirteen such chairs in this small room. Sitting on the chairs are all handsome young men, dressed like Angers, black suit and leather shoes, white Florentine shirt, and different flowers in the pockets. .

They all greeted Angers in the same way, raised their right fist, and revealed the silver ring on the index finger, the ancient and mysterious ring, with different strange totems carved on the smooth ring.

They showed their family crests.

They represent prominent families with at least a thousand years of history.

"Yes, in 1941, it was the closest to death in my life." Henkel nodded and said with emotion: "If it wasn't your'time zero' that had bought us a few seconds to react, we would be early I was all killed by Japanese bombs. Looking back, I'm a little scared now. The moment you made your speech, the bomb seemed to hang above the bridge out of thin air."

His face was full of emotion, without any pretentiousness or pretense, obviously he really recalled the scene at that time.

Angers ignored Henkel's memories and turned to look at the young people sitting in the chairs, "How many of you can represent the family?"

"It's almost there. They are outstanding young people in each family. We strive to train them and hope that they can take up the mission of slaying the dragon. Some other old guys of your generation are dead, some are not. I would like to meet people. You should have seen them at the auction today. Some of them are lying on the sick chuang with oxygen tubes in their throats. Bloodlines are really tragedy for them, cancer, cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, myocardial infarction, inflammation None of these terminal diseases can easily kill humans, so they won't die suddenly, but their organs will slowly fail and die naturally. After all, our genes are imperfect and can only be regarded as half a dragon."

Henkel sighed, his eyes drooping, and his voice even more low, "I'm old too, I see you are as vigorous and sunny as a young man. I really envy you. Now you go to a bar and a little girl will be so handsome to you. Isn’t your grandpa tempted? I like the Maserati sports car you drove. I feel a long-lost taste on it."