The Last Gentleman
Chapter 597: 595: Campus

When violent upheavals occurred in the city wall area,

"Second Squad" was on its way to Omphalo-Centric-Academy, assisted by Lorrian,

Although the moon was dyed red, there was still 30% of the area unaffected; Lorrian could still use this Moonlight to disguise and enhance himself and the three humans.

He transformed into Viscount Dmitri,

Principal Daislin, Marko Prophet, and Reagan disguised as servants,

Using the blood citizen memory in the viscount’s brain to find a legitimate reason to go to the academy.

The train platform that once solely connected to the academy had degraded, turned into a bleeding, living platform made of blood and flesh.

However, the essence of the Omphalo-Centric-Academy had not changed significantly, still engaging in educational activities. Those ordinary humans or individual gentlemen who sought refuge with the blood citizens, after undergoing the initial Blood Transformation, were transported here for "Blood Study."

Blood citizens had even arranged for many elderly, knowledge-apt nobles to teach and then proceed with further Blood Transformations on some humans with potential for development.

the academy’s most important task at present was the blood transformation of a special human.

Even the memories of Viscount Dmitri did not hold who this ’special human’ was, only knowing that this task had been ongoing since the occupation of the human city and that choosing the academy area seemed to be related to the habits of the special human.

To transform this human, a large amount of fresh and high-quality blood was transported daily from the central manor to the academy.

Inside the platform.

Lorrian had just stepped onto the bleeding skin platform when he was stopped by a tall blood citizen dragging a worm-like tail.

Displaying the badge symbolizing the viscount’s identity, Lorrian also cleared his throat, "I received arrangements from the manor, and today I am going to the Omphalo-Centric-Academy to serve as a substitute teacher."

"Honorable Viscount, please present the relevant substitute teaching document."

"Document... Isn’t it in your hands?"

As Lorrian spoke these words, a streak of moonlight happened to penetrate and fall on the platform.

When the guard looked down, there really was a substitute teaching document in his hand, although he couldn’t quite remember when it was handed over, it did not seem inappropriate.

"May I ask who these three behind you are?"

"I have specially brought three representative ’Blood Bag Servants’ from home to assist in teaching, and what you hold in your hands are their ’Blood Bag Validation Documents’."

The guard looked down, and a very neat document with a blood-red stamp had appeared, with photos and body parameters perfectly matching.

"No issue, you may board."

As everyone stepped onto the blood-flesh train heading straight to the academy, the high-ranking blood citizen responsible for the review still stood there dumbfounded, not noticing anything abnormal, even forgetting the events of the last ten seconds completely after ten seconds.

"Really worthy of Moon... such sophisticated illusion technique." Principal Daislin across him gave a high praise.

"It’s just Mirrored Flower and Moon, no matter how lifelike, it’s always an illusion... to completely blur the lines between reality and illusion, it still falls short."

"Why would someone like you become friends with William?"

Lorrian, propping his chin with one hand, looked out the train window at the Blood Moon, "Aren’t we all his friends here? I don’t think I need to explain that, do I? William’s social skills are quite impressive."

Deslin lightly waved her finger, "No... your connection with William isn’t just social, is it?"

"Is this the ability of a Stargazer? However, this is a private matter between William and me, there’s no need to pry so deeply. You just need to know that I am indeed helping him, otherwise I would not have traveled through the mist sea with injuries to get here.

By the way, is Zede, whom William went to great lengths to rescue, really that incredible?

In my view, you three are also quite impressive, at least close to the middle rank in the Silver Circle of the Old World... Could that guy be even above you? Personally, I don’t quite believe that a human can be that powerful."

"When he is rescued, you will know."

"Just added another show to my interests, I hope it won’t disappoint me."

Lorrian briefly admired the Blood Moon outside the window then showed an extreme look of disgust, closed the window and drew the curtains, stabilizing his emotions with an injection.

Due to the slow speed of the Blood and Flesh train, the somewhat bored Lorrian also gradually turned his gaze to Reagan.

"The metal structure inside your body is very interesting; at least, I’ve never seen such a form among the patients I’ve encountered, maintaining the invariance of the human frame and soul through a combination of ancient metal and special techniques for blood and flesh replacement."

I had read some materials about the Ancient Times among the remnants of the Old World’s moon, which mentioned a very intelligent, ancient race whose IQ far surpassed the average level of the patients.

The Madmen were similar to them, yet lacked their collectivity and spirit of research.

This ancient race almost spent all their time on scientific research and sculpture art, creating many ancient artifacts that transcended the understanding of illness.

But due to a severe lack of combative awareness and possessing high-value treasures, they were almost extinct before the war arrived, and completely disappeared after the war."

Reagan just gave a slight smile and did not respond.

Lorrian understood naturally, "I didn’t expect such a small human organization to be so full of talent."

"Aren’t you human as well?" Reagan responded, "Although our ways of growing up are different, essentially, we are the same."

"Right... I am human too."

At that moment, the train passed through the academy’s city wall tunnel. Principal Daislin looked out the window towards the campus she once managed, which had completely transformed.

The Eternal Night Star that had enveloped the campus was removed, now shrouded by a dense curtain of blood.

The situation inside the campus was similar to the outside, with vegetation all dyed red, as a large amount of blood was transported from underground daily, allowing the campus plants to bear fuller fruits with more nutrients.

All buildings were flowing with blood, adorned with bright red decorations.

The most noticeable was the Twins Teaching Building, emitting an aura of blood several times, even tens of times richer, even forming thick blood clouds above the building, casting a blood rain solely for the Velsman Teaching Building.

That was also where Zede used to teach and imprison others.

"It’s so obvious, should we go there directly?"

Lorrian stepped off the train and immediately looked towards the teaching building enveloped in the blood rain, also faintly sensing the aura of the Crimson Nobles.

"No, come with me... This used to be the school I managed.

Even though the Blood citizens have been rooted here for months, there are some things they still cannot touch. I have a way to take you directly to the area where Zede is located."

Under Daislin’s guidance, everyone arrived at the campus’s former administrative building—Fetal Heart Church.

Located at the top of the Church, the "Principal’s Office" was Daislin’s only residence in Zion, where she spent at least 70% of her time each year, closed off to the public except for the few allowed in with her permission.

Before the Zion incident, Daislin had also foreseen the danger through stargazing skill, so she activated the prohibitions of the Principal’s Office on her last departure,

The Principal’s Office merged with the mini-celestial body she used to harbor, completely concealed among the stars.

As everyone approached the Fetal Heart Church, a Viscount teacher happened to come out of the Church and bumped into them.

"Hmm? Viscount Dimitri, what brings you here? In our previous meetings, you outright refused the invitation to teach, didn’t you?"

"Just here to substitute teach."

"Substitute teaching? I don’t recall hearing about any teachers needing a substitute today..."

Before he could finish, buzz!

Lorrian simply tilted his head and continued, "I’m here to substitute teach, specifically your class... Your brain is injured, you need to rest."

Although Lorrian did nothing visible, the head of the viscount in front of him began to cave inward, and his nostrils also started oozing pink brain matter.

"Substitute teaching, oh... right~ My brain is injured, I need to rest today. It’s troublesome for you, Viscount Dimitri."

"Rest well, and then die tomorrow."

"Understood, I’ll die on time."

Lorrian’s more terrifying display of illusion technique also stunned everyone; Reagan even quietly performed an electromagnetic scan on his brain to ensure he hadn’t fallen into an illusion.