Chapter 706 - 323: Fast-Forward to Fighting Side by Side with Blood Demon Bra_2

Isidro was greatly astonished, and a layer of silver-white scales instantly covered his body.

Goodell, who was slightly behind, was equally ready, drawing his knight’s longsword: "Xiaowu, this is not a joke. The Blood Demon has been dead for at least two thousand years, how could he possibly still be alive now? And you eliminated him?"

"That guy was quite dumb, he introduced himself and tried to negotiate conditions with me, hoping I’d let him off." Lu Wenwu shrugged, "How could that be possible? I had just heard his legend in the afternoon, so naturally, I directly blasted him."

"Indeed, it’s not impossible."

A mighty voice sounded, belonging to none other than the great principal — Fiery Sun Law God·Douglas.

"But you two, there’s no need to be tense, there is no longer any danger here. Mr. Tyrannosaurus has cleared away all dangerous factors, he is safe now, and so is the academy."

"Indeed, not even his clothes are torn, he couldn’t be healthier." Vice Principal Netter, familiar with Lu Wenwu, added, "You two haven’t been here long, so it’s normal to not quite understand. If it were truly the Blood Demon, generally speaking, there’s nothing major."

"Greetings to all professors."

Lu Wenwu bowed to them.

Beside Netter, there was also a middle-aged man whom he hadn’t seen before, likely the dean of the Arcane Academy.

Behind them, there was an old man with a hammer in one hand and a magic staff in the other, panting heavily.

He was now looking at Lu Wenwu with an expression of anger after being deceived.

"Eh? Professor Wood, you’re here too?" Lu Wenwu was a bit surprised, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You little brat, you never said you had this level of combat ability! I worried for nothing!" Old Man Wood angrily swung his hammer, "If it weren’t for Silver Moon confessing, I’d be kept in the dark indefinitely!"

"Ah? That’s unreasonable! I figured you never asked!" Lu Wenwu looked innocent, "I can assure you, I’ve only lied to you once so far, regarding the materials I used to craft my magic staff, which didn’t come from ancestral inheritance."

Wood snorted, "If it wasn’t inherited, then where could it have come from? Don’t tell me you stole it from the Dragon Tomb?"

"Not at all," Lu Wenwu chuckled, "I plucked it from myself."

Plucked from himself...!?

Everyone, including the main principal, was shocked, their expressions starting to crack.

Damn it, no matter how strong your recovery is, giant dragon, you don’t play like this, do you?

What the hell are you aiming for?

"So when you were poaching... uh... hunting the Earth Hammer Dragon in the sanctuary, it was really just because you were hungry and wanted to eat something?" Douglas’ expression grew increasingly odd.

He realized that there was some misunderstanding before.

"Yeah, what else could it be?" Lu Wenwu asked perplexedly, "It wanted to eat me, I wanted to eat it. It couldn’t beat me, so I had to eat it, I just didn’t know there was something like a sanctuary."

Now, the expressions of the others began to turn more and more interesting.

It’s very reasonable for a giant dragon to not understand the rules of the Human Empire.

A giant dragon getting hungry and killing a sub-dragon species for meat, that’s even more reasonable.

Given the physical strength of a giant dragon, even in human form, it could punch down a sub-dragon species, no problem!

All mysteries have been solved!

"Then why did you honestly go to jail?"

The Arcane Academy’s dean couldn’t hold it in anymore.

"You are a giant dragon! As long as you shift back to your true form, who dares arrest you and put you in jail? Those law enforcers would definitely politely invite you to be a guest in the Imperial City, the Jade Royal Family would gladly host a pure-blooded giant dragon! Who would want to offend the Dragon Race?"

"Hosting? Hmph! Those bastards are merely coveting our powerful bodies, wanting us to sign contracts with their family knights!" Isidro grumbled in dissatisfaction, "None of them mean well!"

"But I didn’t know!" Lu Wenwu stated justifiably, "Even though I wandered in human society for a while, there are too many countries on the continent. How would I know their laws and policies? They said I did something wrong, so I accepted the punishment, at least the prison fed me."

Arcane Academy Dean: "..."

Legal, but sick.

Never seen such a well-behaved giant dragon, slightly uncomfortable indeed.

In situations like these, shouldn’t you giant dragons immediately transform into dragon form and wipe out all offenders stating it as an offense to the noble dragon?

Honestly going to jail, what the hell...

Even the mild-tempered Silver Dragon Isidro found this a bit too bizarre.

He glanced at Lu Wenwu’s serious expression and silently sighed.

This kid, lacks awareness of his race’s status on the continent... really too naive!

Unless you really did something heinous, who dares put us dragons in jail?

Even back when it was popular to snatch princesses to decorate dragon nests, countries and forces would only symbolically send a few scapegoats to go through the motions.

Of course, it also served to check if there’s a disgrace among dragons.

Such trash that can’t even beat a Legendary Knight in a one-on-one fight, it’s no big deal if they die.

This was one of the rare "legal" dragon hunts without the Dragon Race organizing a retaliatory hunt.

Lu Wenwu didn’t know what these professors were thinking, he was just sticking to his usual methods and principles.

Conquer with virtue and outreason others.

Martial Virtue is also virtue; physics is also reasoning.

Once one could decide, which one specifically wasn’t important.

"Professors, and principal, there’s something I’d like to ask."

As a socially anxious person, Lu Wenwu unhesitatingly broke the awkward and bizarre atmosphere.

"That Blood Demon Bra claimed he’s immortal, and even if he dies, he can resurrect, how does that work? And why can he let someone without any magic talent use magic after possessing them?"

"Hmm, it’s a long story, actually it’s not a secret among senior students and professors, but more like a campus legend..." Principal Douglas said.

Then he briefly recounted Blood Demon Bra’s background and legend.

It’s generally the story of a young genius forever chasing ancient magic but in vain, believing the academy was hiding and not teaching him, eventually harboring a grudge leading to a dark path. Ultimately, by chance, he gained a dubious divine inheritance, then returned to school to die bravely.

However, that’s not important, nor can it be considered legend.

The important thing is, Blood Demon Bra indeed could resurrect, and the time between each revival was unpredictable.

The shortest time only a week apart, while the longest spanned over two hundred years.

Each resurrection, there was no certainty of what realm he could cultivate back to, relying mainly on luck—he was a very irresponsible grandfather, always cutting down hosts like leeks, and overly fond of returning to school to die again before fully developing, making a comeback too difficult.

Even more baffling is, during the first few hundred years, Blood Demon Bra didn’t have the kind of power to grant magic talent to hosts.

Until one day, he unusually possessed a completely talentless ordinary person, but then manipulated this ordinary person all the way to master mage level, and Magick Academy discovered such a bizarre phenomenon.

The academy organized professors to attempt capturing and researching but found nothing.

The power inducing resurrection was utterly unexplainable; Blood Demon Bra’s soul seemed entirely normal.

It could only be speculated based on the divine position of the God of Blood and Night that perhaps Blood Demon Bra relied on some forbidden divine art to steal the casting abilities and cultivation talent of previous hosts using divine power, granting them to later talentless hosts.

After all, the God of Blood and Night’s alias is precisely the Shadow and Thief God worshipped by thieves.

If he were truly the "Holy Son" selected by the God of Blood and Night, having such capabilities makes some sense.

An ordinary thief steals wealth, a conceptual god steals talent.

That’s very reasonable, right?