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Chapter 1362: Celestial Dragon Holy Palace Principal Rosinante!
On the rostrum.
Doflamingo wore a red suit, black shirt, and a red tie, paired with a pink flamingo coat.
Through his dark red sunglasses, his gaze overlooked the entire scene, where hundreds of thousands of audience members, like wheat waves blown by the wind, knelt towards him wave after wave. A smug smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
At this moment, he felt incredibly elated, incredibly joyful.
He felt as though the rage and pent-up feelings suppressed in his heart since childhood were completely released by this spectacular scene.
This was the life he had always pursued.
And Fate, it seemed, had suddenly twisted its direction under his hysterical roar, returning the glory that belonged to the Celestial Dragons back to him.
No, it wasn't Fate.
It was that Lord, that supreme, most honored Lord Imu!
Red Line, RL0003 Area.
Inside the Principal's Office of the Celestial Dragon Holy Palace Academy.
Rosinante, now a grown man of twenty-one.
He wore a clean white suit over a pitch-black shirt, paired with a pink tie printed with many red hearts.
He sat on the sofa, somewhat lost in thought, gazing at the virtual screen showing Doflamingo's spirited expression.
"Brother..."
His mood was very complex right now.
He had always believed that Doflamingo, who had murdered their Father, was a complete and utter madman.
That's why he had desperately fled from his side.
Yet, he never expected that the two of them, after separating, would welcome their own turns in Fate.
He was now the Vice Principal of this Celestial Dragon Holy Palace, and even more importantly, a Revert-Revert Fruit User valued by the World Government.
And the other had become the President of the Adventurer's Guild, and now even controlled a colossus like the Myriad Worlds Duel Arena.
Most importantly, they had both recovered their identity as Celestial Dragons.
Rosinante kept wondering, if the spirits of their Father and Mother knew, would they be happy or sad?
"Have you not made your decision yet?"
Just then, the silver-haired elder sitting on the opposite sofa asked in a deep voice.
Saint Charlos's voice brought Rosinante back to his senses. He then gave a bitter smile:
"Principal, how can I forgive him? He personally shot and killed Father and indirectly caused Mother's death."
In recent years, Doflamingo had frequently contacted him, saying he hoped to meet and bury the hatchet, as they were family, brothers.
But what Rosinante thought was, do you really care about family? If you did, how could you kill your own Father?
However, Doflamingo had replied:
All the suffering of their family was because that idiot left Mary Geoise and gave up his identity as a Celestial Dragon. Shouldn't he have died?
But Rosinante believed that no matter what, he shouldn't have died by your hand!
If not for his unwillingness to harm his own brother, anyone else would have been thinking about revenge day and night.
But forgiveness, let alone reconciling, was out of the question.
"Alright, since you've made your decision, This Old Man won't say more."
Saint Charlos nodded.
He actually didn't want Rosinante to get too close to a dangerous person like Doflamingo either.
"However, it's also time for you to take over the position of Principal."
"Ah!"
Rosinante was instantly startled, then waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm still too young, how can I be the Principal?"
Saint Charlos smiled: "Doflamingo isn't much older than you, and he's already become a President. Why can't you be the Principal?"
Over the past few years, he had realized that Lord Imu intended to hand over the Celestial Dragon Holy Palace to Rosinante.
It was just that the other party was too young at the time, so he was asked to serve as a transition.
He also helped cultivate Rosinante's management skills for the school and familiarize him with the rules within the Celestial Dragons.
Now Rosinante was twenty-one, and it was time for him to retire gracefully.
Moreover, even if he resigned as Principal, he could still freely enter and exit Mary Geoise with the identity of an 'Elite Celestial Dragon'.
The world had become so lively now, and he had long wanted to go out and explore.
Most importantly, he had received news that on the day he resigned, he would obtain the 'Farmat Elf Serum', which would grant him five hundred years of youth and lifespan!
"This... alright, I understand."
Seeing the Principal's firm attitude, Rosinante hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
He genuinely liked the life here and was already well-versed in the school's operations.
Furthermore, guiding the Celestial Dragon children to have normal thoughts was a very meaningful matter.
"However, Principal, let me say this first, if I become the Principal, I will improve the connection between our school and other Civilian Schools..."
Rosinante said with some hesitation.
"Oh, such as?"
Saint Charlos became interested, directly ignoring Doflamingo's speech.
"Let our school's children often go to other schools for communication, or invite children from other schools to visit."
Seeing that the old Principal didn't object, Rosinante quickly voiced his ideas.
"Also, for example, I want to establish a tennis club within the school covering primary, middle, and high school levels, and participate in the Tennis Tournament held annually by the Tennis Association."
He had already asked; this year's primary school Tennis Tournament was just a trial run for the World Tennis League.
Next year, they would add a middle school Tennis Tournament for ages twelve to fifteen.
The year after, they would add a high school Tennis Tournament for ages fifteen to eighteen.
After that, these three levels of competitions would be held simultaneously every year, establishing a World Professional Tennis Event System.
In the future, those with talent could completely rely on playing tennis to earn an income sufficient to support their life.
"And I heard that the World Government is preparing to establish a new Sports Department in the Political Affairs Department. Besides the already established Tennis Association, there will also be a Basketball Association and a Football Association in the future. I want our school's students to participate in these as well, increasing their interaction with Civilian Schools and Military Academies."
Saint Charlos listened patiently until Rosinante finished, then asked in a deep voice:
"What if our team loses after participating in the competition?"
Other schools, if they lost, they lost. But the problem was that the Celestial Dragon Holy Palace was a school for Celestial Dragons.
Could Celestial Dragons lose to civilians?
"This..." Rosinante replied in a low voice: "It's just entertainment activity for the children, I don't think we need to pay too much importance to it."
Saint Charlos asked again: "What if our school's students are injured during the competition? Should we arrest the opposing student and impose sanctions?"
"This..."
Rosinante was speechless.
Indeed, sports competition, although not formal combat, inevitably involves physical collision, and even the impact of strength, so there is a high possibility of injury.
Therefore, the identity of a Celestial Dragon meant they were destined not to participate in such competitions with civilian contestants.
"Moreover, our school's graduation conditions are special. If they cannot graduate and become Elite Celestial Dragons, they will have to stay in Mary Geoise their entire life. Who would invest energy and time into tennis or basketball?"
Saint Charlos hit the nail on the head, pointing out the naivety in Rosinante's idea.
Rosinante listened, his face full of shame, and sighed: "I am indeed far from being ready to be a Principal."
"Your effort to give the children more entertainment activity and increase opportunities to interact with civilians is good, but it lacks consideration for the objective conditions of reality."
Saint Charlos earnestly instructed Rosinante:
"Furthermore, This Old Man believes that Celestial Dragons maintaining distance from civilians is actually a protection for civilians."
"What we need to do is simply ensure that the Celestial Dragons who graduate from the school do not wantonly abuse civilians."
Rosinante was pensive.
It wasn't until Doflamingo's speech ended and the Opening Ceremony's song and dance performance officially began.
Only then did he look up at the screen feed in mid-air again, while a clear and pleasant singing voice also echoed in the office.
"We are on the Duel Arena of the Bond Trial..."
"To combat, to resist, to compete..."
"Dreams bloom against the wind, never discouraged, because you are always, by my side."
This first song was the theme song of the 'Myriad Worlds Duel Arena'.
Its name was 'See You at the Duel Arena'.
(End of this chapter)
On the rostrum.
Doflamingo wore a red suit, black shirt, and a red tie, paired with a pink flamingo coat.
Through his dark red sunglasses, his gaze overlooked the entire scene, where hundreds of thousands of audience members, like wheat waves blown by the wind, knelt towards him wave after wave. A smug smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
At this moment, he felt incredibly elated, incredibly joyful.
He felt as though the rage and pent-up feelings suppressed in his heart since childhood were completely released by this spectacular scene.
This was the life he had always pursued.
And Fate, it seemed, had suddenly twisted its direction under his hysterical roar, returning the glory that belonged to the Celestial Dragons back to him.
No, it wasn't Fate.
It was that Lord, that supreme, most honored Lord Imu!
Red Line, RL0003 Area.
Inside the Principal's Office of the Celestial Dragon Holy Palace Academy.
Rosinante, now a grown man of twenty-one.
He wore a clean white suit over a pitch-black shirt, paired with a pink tie printed with many red hearts.
He sat on the sofa, somewhat lost in thought, gazing at the virtual screen showing Doflamingo's spirited expression.
"Brother..."
His mood was very complex right now.
He had always believed that Doflamingo, who had murdered their Father, was a complete and utter madman.
That's why he had desperately fled from his side.
Yet, he never expected that the two of them, after separating, would welcome their own turns in Fate.
He was now the Vice Principal of this Celestial Dragon Holy Palace, and even more importantly, a Revert-Revert Fruit User valued by the World Government.
And the other had become the President of the Adventurer's Guild, and now even controlled a colossus like the Myriad Worlds Duel Arena.
Most importantly, they had both recovered their identity as Celestial Dragons.
Rosinante kept wondering, if the spirits of their Father and Mother knew, would they be happy or sad?
"Have you not made your decision yet?"
Just then, the silver-haired elder sitting on the opposite sofa asked in a deep voice.
Saint Charlos's voice brought Rosinante back to his senses. He then gave a bitter smile:
"Principal, how can I forgive him? He personally shot and killed Father and indirectly caused Mother's death."
In recent years, Doflamingo had frequently contacted him, saying he hoped to meet and bury the hatchet, as they were family, brothers.
But what Rosinante thought was, do you really care about family? If you did, how could you kill your own Father?
However, Doflamingo had replied:
All the suffering of their family was because that idiot left Mary Geoise and gave up his identity as a Celestial Dragon. Shouldn't he have died?
But Rosinante believed that no matter what, he shouldn't have died by your hand!
If not for his unwillingness to harm his own brother, anyone else would have been thinking about revenge day and night.
But forgiveness, let alone reconciling, was out of the question.
"Alright, since you've made your decision, This Old Man won't say more."
Saint Charlos nodded.
He actually didn't want Rosinante to get too close to a dangerous person like Doflamingo either.
"However, it's also time for you to take over the position of Principal."
"Ah!"
Rosinante was instantly startled, then waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm still too young, how can I be the Principal?"
Saint Charlos smiled: "Doflamingo isn't much older than you, and he's already become a President. Why can't you be the Principal?"
Over the past few years, he had realized that Lord Imu intended to hand over the Celestial Dragon Holy Palace to Rosinante.
It was just that the other party was too young at the time, so he was asked to serve as a transition.
He also helped cultivate Rosinante's management skills for the school and familiarize him with the rules within the Celestial Dragons.
Now Rosinante was twenty-one, and it was time for him to retire gracefully.
Moreover, even if he resigned as Principal, he could still freely enter and exit Mary Geoise with the identity of an 'Elite Celestial Dragon'.
The world had become so lively now, and he had long wanted to go out and explore.
Most importantly, he had received news that on the day he resigned, he would obtain the 'Farmat Elf Serum', which would grant him five hundred years of youth and lifespan!
"This... alright, I understand."
Seeing the Principal's firm attitude, Rosinante hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
He genuinely liked the life here and was already well-versed in the school's operations.
Furthermore, guiding the Celestial Dragon children to have normal thoughts was a very meaningful matter.
"However, Principal, let me say this first, if I become the Principal, I will improve the connection between our school and other Civilian Schools..."
Rosinante said with some hesitation.
"Oh, such as?"
Saint Charlos became interested, directly ignoring Doflamingo's speech.
"Let our school's children often go to other schools for communication, or invite children from other schools to visit."
Seeing that the old Principal didn't object, Rosinante quickly voiced his ideas.
"Also, for example, I want to establish a tennis club within the school covering primary, middle, and high school levels, and participate in the Tennis Tournament held annually by the Tennis Association."
He had already asked; this year's primary school Tennis Tournament was just a trial run for the World Tennis League.
Next year, they would add a middle school Tennis Tournament for ages twelve to fifteen.
The year after, they would add a high school Tennis Tournament for ages fifteen to eighteen.
After that, these three levels of competitions would be held simultaneously every year, establishing a World Professional Tennis Event System.
In the future, those with talent could completely rely on playing tennis to earn an income sufficient to support their life.
"And I heard that the World Government is preparing to establish a new Sports Department in the Political Affairs Department. Besides the already established Tennis Association, there will also be a Basketball Association and a Football Association in the future. I want our school's students to participate in these as well, increasing their interaction with Civilian Schools and Military Academies."
Saint Charlos listened patiently until Rosinante finished, then asked in a deep voice:
"What if our team loses after participating in the competition?"
Other schools, if they lost, they lost. But the problem was that the Celestial Dragon Holy Palace was a school for Celestial Dragons.
Could Celestial Dragons lose to civilians?
"This..." Rosinante replied in a low voice: "It's just entertainment activity for the children, I don't think we need to pay too much importance to it."
Saint Charlos asked again: "What if our school's students are injured during the competition? Should we arrest the opposing student and impose sanctions?"
"This..."
Rosinante was speechless.
Indeed, sports competition, although not formal combat, inevitably involves physical collision, and even the impact of strength, so there is a high possibility of injury.
Therefore, the identity of a Celestial Dragon meant they were destined not to participate in such competitions with civilian contestants.
"Moreover, our school's graduation conditions are special. If they cannot graduate and become Elite Celestial Dragons, they will have to stay in Mary Geoise their entire life. Who would invest energy and time into tennis or basketball?"
Saint Charlos hit the nail on the head, pointing out the naivety in Rosinante's idea.
Rosinante listened, his face full of shame, and sighed: "I am indeed far from being ready to be a Principal."
"Your effort to give the children more entertainment activity and increase opportunities to interact with civilians is good, but it lacks consideration for the objective conditions of reality."
Saint Charlos earnestly instructed Rosinante:
"Furthermore, This Old Man believes that Celestial Dragons maintaining distance from civilians is actually a protection for civilians."
"What we need to do is simply ensure that the Celestial Dragons who graduate from the school do not wantonly abuse civilians."
Rosinante was pensive.
It wasn't until Doflamingo's speech ended and the Opening Ceremony's song and dance performance officially began.
Only then did he look up at the screen feed in mid-air again, while a clear and pleasant singing voice also echoed in the office.
"We are on the Duel Arena of the Bond Trial..."
"To combat, to resist, to compete..."
"Dreams bloom against the wind, never discouraged, because you are always, by my side."
This first song was the theme song of the 'Myriad Worlds Duel Arena'.
Its name was 'See You at the Duel Arena'.
(End of this chapter)
