"what is that?"
The school director holding a cane asked, but his eyes, like those of the other school directors, were still fixed on the silver-white skeleton behind the boy.
Those are bones belonging to the dragon clan - for every dragon hybrid species, there is no need to study "Dragon Biology". After seeing the cross-shaped bones that are obviously different from human bones for the first time, the depth of the blood will be... I couldn't help but feel a sense of surrender.
This is also the reason for the fatigue of hybrids in the face of pure-blood dragons. The pressure of dragon blood originating from the depths of their bloodline can make hybrids with low bloodline have no courage to stand up and face them.
"Dragon bone cross is the only evidence that the body remains in the world after the dragon completely dies - without leaving eggs for resurrection."
"On November 28, at 15:36 pm Tokyo time, a scene was captured in Shinjuku District, Tokyo, shortly after the elemental turbulence ended. Although the Gattuso family has no industry in Japan, they do have several investment companies. "
"So this video was not saved by the Japanese public security agency, nor was it deleted with the intervention of the Japanese intelligent system, Kaguya. It was the only valuable information the secret party had on the day when elemental turbulence occurred in Tokyo on November 28." Rost said, glancing at Angers beside him without trace.
Ange raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the figure falling rapidly in the sky on the screen, with a somewhat surprised look on his face.
There was no need to match the appearance with the iris, the figure carrying the keel cross was indeed Lu Mingfei.
"It seems that our Principal Angers is not very aware of what his beloved students are doing in Japan."
"But it looks like it should be a good thing. My beloved S-class student may have killed a pureblood dragon in Japan."
Angers grinned. Faced with Frost's questioning tone, he just said a casual word to cover it up.
"The awakening of dragons that can cause elemental turbulence is at least the level of the first-generation species. If you think your students can kill a first-generation species single-handedly..."
Frost looked calm, "Then the issue in this council will be upgraded from betrayal of the Secret Party to high-risk hybrids of unknown blood—perhaps even the harm of introducing dragons into Cassell Academy."
Countess Laurent rang the bell:
"Your description is a bit too serious. I got along with him briefly on the way here. There is no way he is a dragon."
Director Charlotte also rang the bell:
"If he is a dragon, he should not kill his own kind."
"Everyone, no one has ever said that the Dragon Clan is united and harmonious. Those beings can also transform into humans and lurk in human society, just like the 'Whip of God, Attila.'" Frost responded to the two in a deep voice. question of a young girl.
The middle-aged school director who originally wanted to ring the bell lowered his hand. Frost was right. Dragons are inherently violent beings. If they were humans, the race was on the verge of doom. Everyone would definitely help each other to survive the difficulties. ;
But the logic pursued by the dragons is completely different from that of humans. The killing gene is rooted deep in their blood. They destroy all weak people, regardless of whether they are of the same race or not.
Only a force stronger than them can suppress them. ….
"Of course, all this is just my conjecture. If Principal Angers, who discovered him, or Lu Mingfei himself comes forward to explain the truth, I think maybe some misunderstandings can be resolved."
All the school directors' eyes were focused on Angers, but he just took a deep drag on the cigar and poured the strong nicotine and smoke into his lungs.
After feeling the strong stimulation, he faintly exhaled the smoke, and his handsome old face became misty in the white mist and darkness.
"The origin of this S-class student is also a mystery. The executive department files show that his parents are S-class members of the secret party, but no one here except Angers has seen these two outstanding members - Lu Lin City and Jovini."
"If you cannot give us a satisfactory answer and explanation, then your dictatorship at Cassel College may be coming to an end, Hilbert Jean Angers."
Frost warned aloud.
"So you want to have a King Solomon-style judgment decided by the school board? To pull me down from where I'm sitting?"
Angers spoke softly.
"I've made it very clear, Angers. My conclusions are just conjectures. You can overturn me with facts and explanations."
"I have no comment on that."
Angers bit his cigar, "There are only two explanations I can give you. First, he is my student, very safe, and a good and righteous partner who protects mankind; second, he can follow me to complete the great cause of the Secret Party. , bury all the dragons."
"Although I don't know what he did in Japan, at best, he at least killed a lizard."
"Relying on other dragons?" Frost glanced at him coldly, "In the past dark ages, the seniors of the Secret Party sent dragons back to their graves with knives and corpses. This behavior of yours It brings shame to them."
"Frost, I have more say in this regard than you, so I don't need you to remind me."
Ange's voice and momentum had changed. If he had always been an elegant old gentleman just now, now he was like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.
The school board fell into brief silence again.
There is no one who does not know "Summer of Mourning". Even the youngest school director Charlotte has read the information of Hilbert Jean Angers.
This is a legendary figure, the only survivor after facing the existence of the suspected Dragon King with other legendary figures. Since then, he has devoted himself fully to the cause of slaying dragons. He is more than 130 years old, and he is still fighting on the front line against the dragons when all the hybrids of the same age are on ventilators.
After entering the college era, the school board elected Angers as the president of Cassel College because of his burning fire of revenge. To this day, they still cannot replace Angers and cannot find a suitable person to replace Angers. .
So no one will question the possibility that Angers will cooperate with the Dragon Clan.
"Then how can we be sure that this student is safe? If it is a lion, it must at least be under the control of the secret party."
The school director, who twisted beads in his hands like an old monk, rang the bell for the first time to speak.
For those of them who hold high positions and hold great power, safety and control are the most important thing. ….
Just like humans can raise a cat and pamper it like a family member, but when they see a lion in the wild, they will take out the shotgun without hesitation.
They are both cats, but humans always praise cats for their cuteness, selectively forgetting that they are as powerful predators as lions.
The fault of the lion is that it is too powerful. If cats had the size of a lion, humans would also take out shotguns on them.
Even if this lion may be tamed by them and used by them, humans will always keep their guns pointed at him.
"I think this is true. If you could meet him with your own eyes, you would know what a great kid he is."
A proud and proud smile appeared on Ange's face, "You can come in, Mingfei."
Frost's expression changed slightly, and he tapped the table twice with his thin fingers.
The door to the room was pushed open quietly, and the bright white light outside the corridor illuminated a figure walking in from the door.
He wears a black Executive Department-style windbreaker and lined combat uniform, but it is beautifully tattooed with symbols and marks with unique artistic charm, all of which are represented by bright red blood drops on the wings and tearful red hearts, with twists and turns like vines. pattern;
This boy who turned sixteen at Kassel College appeared in front of the Supreme Presbyterian Church of European Mixed Races with a warrior attitude - this was the first impression Lu Mingfei gave them. He was from the inside out. They all exude a noble warrior temperament, just like King Leonidas of Sparta, a descendant of Hercules, a great warrior destined to become a hero.
It's hard to imagine that this kind of temperament would appear in a seventeen-year-old boy.
His handsome face carried a kind of indifferent calm and indifference, this emotion
It has even infected the school directors present. They even have the illusion that the awakening of the dragon clan is not a big deal, just like the passers-by who encounter scary monsters in comics and know that they are safe when they see the shining protagonist. sense of security.
"Cool!"
The moment Principal Charlotte looked at the boy, she couldn't help but speak softly, her pretty face stained with a faint blush.
The face that looked similar to his own had long since lost all its childishness, leaving only firmness and unyieldingness.
If they met by chance on the street, she might ask the driver to stop the car, get out of the car and invite the boy to drink a steaming cup of cocoa on the street with flying snowflakes, and feel the love at first sight in the movement of a sixteen-year-old girl. of beauty.
"Miss, be reserved."
The housekeeper behind her gently pressed her shoulder in time and reminded her softly.
Charlotte straightened her body a little embarrassedly, tightening her face to restore the dignity of the school director.
Yin Lisabai couldn't help but slightly raise her beautiful eyebrows. The other person didn't show that kind of temperament when they met before. When she first saw him, the other person was kneeling on the ground on one knee, as if he was praying to some illusory god.
But after feeling safe, the other four male school directors were left with a strong sense of tearing.
They couldn't help but glance again at the information about Lu Mingfei on the table - compared with the decadent, cowardly and frustrated love-starved kid in junior high school, the two didn't look like the same person at all.
Is this the S-level Lu Mingfei?
Lu Mingfei glanced around the people in the room, and except for nodding politely to Elizabeth Yin, Charlotte, and the middle-aged school director in sportswear who expressed their friendship, he didn't pay much attention to the others.
"I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
Angers said with a smile, and there was a deliberate flavor in his words.
"Um."
Lu Mingfei just responded dully.
He did listen quietly at the door for a while - under the watchful eyes of some secretly warning and hostile eyes.
If at the beginning he tried to simulate the scene as a trade cooperation meeting between the Lamenters and the Planetary Governors/Sages of the Mechanicus, so that he could lower his status and discuss with these school directors in a more peaceful way;
Now he is considering whether to show the nature of a champion warrior and directly raise the table to intimidate him with force.
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white temple
