The Grace of Rebirth and the Fire Dragon Fruit!

Knock, knock, knock.

"Come in."

After hearing the somewhat aged voice from inside, Longinus calmly pushed open the door and entered the principal's office.

At the same time, he noticed that Rosinante had not followed him in, instead casually closing the door behind him.

This left Longinus somewhat puzzled. Wasn't he just here to receive his graduation rewards?

Though three was admittedly a little much, there was no need for even the principal's assistant to leave, was there?

Still, he had no intention of asking Rosinante to stay.

He merely walked slowly to the desk and, facing Saint Dracule's kindly gaze, said, "Cassius Longinus of Class One, Eighth Year, reporting for duty!"

"Hehehe, good, good! As expected of one of our Celestial Dragons' proudest sons!"

Saint Dracule looked Longinus up and down, taking in his fiery red hair.

Whether it was his handsome features, upright posture, or noble bearing, there was nothing to criticize. Especially those sapphire eyes, like stars—bright and unwavering.

As the principal, he was naturally delighted to have such an outstanding graduate. As the head of the Dracule Family, however, he found it somewhat regrettable that Longinus had not been born into his family.

Still, Saint Dracule already had Mihawk. At the very least, he would not need to worry about lacking successors for the next fifty years.

"Thank you for the praise, Principal."

Longinus remained utterly composed, neither flattered nor shaken.

To Saint Dracule, he seemed very much like that boy Mihawk.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly. The Cassius Family has truly struck gold. In this era when the World Government has begun conquering countless worlds, a genius like this suddenly appeared.

But on further thought, if Lord Imu had not ordered the founding of Celestial Holy Palace Academy, Longinus would most likely have