Hearing this, Li Longyuan had no choice but to shake his head, but he couldn't say anything else.
"Then you can take a rest here today."
Young man smiles.
Zhao Xi nodded quickly.
"By the way, did you discover anything in the academy while I was asleep?"
Li Longyuan reluctantly supported himself to sit up, looked at the girl who was busy pouring water for him, and spoke with a smile.
When this topic was brought up, the excitement on Zhao Xi's face because of the young master's awakening suddenly weakened a bit.
"Sir, in the past two days when you were injured and unconscious, Nuonuo, Susie, Brother Fingel and many other people have come to see you."
"However, a strange senior told me that someone wants to steal your Tai'a sword."
Zhao Xi obediently handed over a glass of water, with a bit of anger about injustice.
Li Yongyuan, who was drinking water, had an expressionless face, but the eyes under his forehead concealed complex emotions that no one could see.
He really wanted to know who had the courage to touch his things.
If you take away your Tai'a, you have to pay it back ten times, a hundred times or even a thousand times.
"These things are not urgent. You can go to sleep first."
Li Longyuan slowly put down the glass in his hand and comforted him softly.
No matter who the senior who reminded me was, what the purpose was, or who the person who wanted to take Tai'a was, he would crush them one by one.
This time in the dream, the black-robed emperor told him many things, and Li Longyuan's character also changed subtly during the conversation.
The girl in the black skirt waved her hand to refuse at first, then couldn't help but yawned tiredly, and fell asleep lying on the side of Li Yongyuan's bed with some embarrassment.
Looking at the peaceful profile of the sleeping girl, Li Longyuan felt a little warm in his heart. He carefully walked out of the bed, picked up the girl's body, laid it flat on the hospital bed, covered her with a quilt, and finally opened the door and walked out. .
The pure white corridor of the Kassel campus hospital is filled with the scent of disinfectant and lavender. A tall and slender young man wearing cotton slippers walks all the way. Doctors and nurses walking hurriedly beside him can't help but nod slightly when they see the boy.
Of course they knew this young man who saved the entire Kassel Academy, and they were willing to pay their most sincere respect to the dragon-slaying hero.
Li Longyuan also nodded slightly.
The boy walked slowly and saw a ward with golden lights. A handsome young man with black hair was lying on the bed with a cold face.
With a smile on his lips, he opened the door and walked in.
"Senior Brother Chu, when did you wake up?"
Li Longyuan made pleasantries, and the tone of his question was as natural as asking, "Have you eaten today?"
It's really rare for seriously injured patients to stay in each other's rooms.
"Before you."
Chu Zihang replied.
"Senior brother, your treatment after being injured is really not bad."
Li Longyuan took a leather office chair and sat down, looking at the peeled pears and apples beside the cabinet and sighed.
"It's all sent by people from the Lion Heart Club. You can eat it. I just had dinner."
Chu Zihang, who had always had a paralyzed face, was always helpless when facing this guy. Of course he knew the nature of this guy's foodie.
"Then I'm welcome."
Li Longyuan picked up a peeled pear and took a big bite. The juice overflowed and his mouth was filled with saliva.
In fact, he just wants to eat everywhere.
Seeing Li Longyuan eating so happily, Chu Zihang's expression was slightly unnatural. This does not look like a patient who has not recovered from a serious injury.
"Does anyone want to draw your blood for testing?"
Quietly watching Li Longyuan finish a piece of pear, Chu Zihang, who was half sitting on the bed, suddenly asked.
And a different attitude began to appear in the handsome young man's eyes.
"Did they draw your blood?"
Li Longyuan certainly knew that during the battle in the church, Chu Zihang's high-risk speech spirit, Jun Yan, could be said to be completely exposed to all teachers and students. No hybrid organization would believe that such a degree of speech spirit could be controlled.
Therefore, they needed to draw blood to determine the purity of Chu Zihang's dragon bloodline and whether it exceeded the critical blood limit. Once it exceeds 50%, he will be imprisoned or even wiped out, even if he has saved many people.
"No, Susie came to stop it in time with Mentor Schneider's paperwork."
When Chu Zihang saw Li Longyuan's expression, he knew that the consequences of this matter might be far worse than he imagined.
"Don't use violent blood techniques until critical moments."
The young man sat with his head bowed, his hands folded, and his tone was serious.
Chu Zihang remained indifferent and remained silent. In fact, when he faced off against that girl's Jun Yan two days ago, he had turned on the violent blood attack more than once, otherwise it wouldn't have been enough to support him using Jun Yan so many times.
"If there ever comes a day, I hope my opponent will be you."
Chu Zihang raised his head after being silent for a long time. Even black contact lenses could not hide the burning flame in his eyes at this moment.
"good."
Li Longyuan also nodded to him.
The two laughed silently in tacit understanding.
Principal's office
This is a two-story building located in Kassel College not far from the Hall of Valor. The room resembles a huge bookshelf. On the central patio is a huge skylight inlaid with frosted glass. Apart from oil paintings, the four walls are so high that they cover the ceiling and bookshelf. , with sets of hardcover editions and rubbings of ancient books on it.
Students at Kassel College are proud to have afternoon tea in the principal's office, which means that the dragon-slaying hero Hilbert Jean Angers has recognized you as a trustworthy student or teammate on his way to slaying the dragon. .
But at this moment, in the soft golden light emitted by the wall lamp and ceiling lamp, only Angers and Schneider were sitting opposite each other, each holding a small silver spoon to stir a cup of coffee.
"The head of the Petty family presented the token and requested a meeting of elders."
Angre slowly blew the hot steam coming out of the coffee cup, and then said.
Schneider's muscles hidden under the oxygen mask were slightly stretched.
"If I remember correctly, each elder family only has one such token that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it only has the power to call a meeting once to request the help of the secret party."
It was hard for him to believe that such a century-old collection could be so easily consumed by Conor.
"You don't understand Conor. He is timid, weak and selfish, but he is very judgmental about dangerous events. Besides, he is about to die. With his character, he will not pass this kind of thing to the next generation. , will only be enjoyed until his death."
"What you mean is that Conor's intentions will not be that simple. He will make some special requests at the elders' meeting."
Schneider said.
"The next opponent will be decided after the meeting of elders. It may be the most ancient and mysterious orthodoxy! Let's wait and see."
Ange took a sip of the bitter coffee and recalled the figure in a cloud robe and a bun in his mind. His iron-gray eyes shone brightly under his transparent rimless glasses.
Orthodox, Lee's Heavy Industries
"Master, all foreign-funded companies established in the Petty Group have been cleared, and all property information and overseas workers are being prepared for repatriation."
A middle-aged manager wearing a black suit and silver-rimmed glasses walked into the modern conference room and made a report.
The group of family elders, heads of branch families and some senior orthodox people who were originally sitting in the Tai Chi Hall now put on elegant black suits or black vests and sat around a large brown wooden round table with white porcelain teacups in front of them. Just like a normal listed company holding its annual meeting.
"Is there any news from Si Yao?"
He also put on an exquisite black suit, with a pure white scarf tucked into his chest, and his long gray hair meticulously combed behind his head. Li Chengqian, who looked like an ancient aristocrat, stood at the front of the line, leaning on a carved cane.
"Si Yao said that Conard, the head of the Petit family, does not intend to seriously implement our notification regulations. Instead, he wants to convene a meeting of the elder families within the Camarilla. The meeting address should be at the small port of Portofino, which the Gattuso family has rented and ruled for many years. , located in the Gulf of Genoa, Italy.”
The middle-aged manager's words made everyone present turn cold. They originally thought it was the monarch's benevolent approach, but at this moment they were completely ignored.
Really, it’s so embarrassing.
"I saw it. We have been invisible for so long that the great reputation we once had is now gone."
Li Chengqian glanced at everyone present and sneered.
"Master, these bitches are so ungrateful that they must be sacrificed with blood."
If a hot-tempered middle-aged man slaps the table and dares to covet the belongings of their legitimate heir, he must be willing to take it.
The others all echoed.
"How should we attack it?"
Someone among the senior officials sitting around asked.
The extent and scope of the attack require careful discussion and consideration. Of course, it mainly depends on Li Chengqian's decision.
"Shence Army."
The old man pressed the nanmu crutch, lowered his head slightly, looked at the crowd, and whispered such a word that seemed to have magic power.
And they looked horrified, why, it could be this army.
"Master, do you really want to..."
The senior executives of the branch family were hesitant to speak, obviously they had seen the power of this army.
"The small town of Portofino is sparsely populated and has no traffic. It is a rare place with no sky and no land."
Li Chengqian's next words had already made the senior officials who wanted to dissuade them realize that this "trooping out" was an inevitable result. And when he convened this meeting, it was just to give a notice, not to discuss.
"Now, who agrees and who opposes."
The old man's vicissitudes of life but still confident voice echoed in the hearts of everyone who participated in the meeting, as heavy as the weight of Mount Tai.
"I agree."
Almost all the senior officials of the orthodox clan voted immediately with a show of hands, and the three clans named Zhao, Zhou and Si also quickly agreed.
The Shence Army is one of the most powerful trump cards in the hands of Orthodoxy. After thousands of years, it has fought numerous battles, large and small, without any defeat. It's enough to prove how scary they are.
Some mixed-races from separate families have never even seen their true faces, but they still feel a little more mysterious and awe.
But now, just because of Li Chengqian's order, they are about to dispatch their entire army.
"I have only one request for you. Ensure that the route of the Shence Army is unobstructed, and set up an appropriate line of defense to try not to accidentally injure ordinary passers-by."
The old man stretched out his hands to hold the edge of the brown wooden round table, his tone was calm but sounded like the smoke of war.
"yes!"
All members stood up with serious faces and firm eyes.
Li Chengqian waved his hand casually, and the members, including the elderly family members, all left quickly.
"Xiaoyuan, I hope this will help you grow up quickly."
The old man wearing a custom-made high-end suit held the back of his office chair with one hand, looked at the flow of people outside through the huge glass window, and whispered to himself in the empty conference room.
Early morning, Italian town Portofino
The sea surface of the Gulf of Genoa is surrounded by green mountains, and the golden sunshine slants down, shining brightly. A flock of snow-white seagulls flew low, occasionally catching a fresh fish from the rolling blue and white waves.
And in such a flock of snow-white gulls, a black arrow-like falcon quickly made an emergency landing, opened its claws like iron hooks, and swooped down from a height of 100 meters like a careful bomber. Finally, with the splashing of the waves, it grabbed Here comes a fresh and swinging cod.
This is a rare delicacy that it has waited patiently for a long time to hunt.
"call"
A clear whistle sounded, snow-white waves rolled up from both sides, the assault ship made a heavy roar like a violent motorcycle, and its engine roared.
Iron-blooded men wearing sunglasses drove small assault boats and prepared to land in a row. The muscles of their exposed arms were wrinkled with veins. Their bodies were so strong that they could even participate in a bodybuilding competition.
The falcon followed the whistle and flew outside the white waves, like a flying hunting flag.
They are all guards carefully cultivated by the Gattuso family to protect order during the Council of Elders and the safety of many Camarilla leaders.
This meeting was held in the Splendid Hotel, which was originally an ancient monastery and was built on the mountainside. It was a place where Italian rich people gathered. It was also a summer resort for Caesar since he was a child. One of the presidential suites was prepared for him.
However, in order to not disturb the meeting process, the Gattuso family rented out the entire Splendid Hotel for the whole month, and during this period no uninvited tourists were allowed to visit.
In late autumn, the hotel removes the lively flower pots outside and replaces them with fragrant yellow chrysanthemums. The yellow leaves make the surroundings of the hotel cool and fresh.
Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, is currently wearing a brown-gray vest paired with white trousers, and elegant gold-rimmed glasses paired with thin chains, softening his high cheekbones and slightly cold face, making him look like a graceful and elegant person. of nobility.
No matter how you use words or actions to irritate him, he will only give you a polite smile in return.
At this moment, sports cars driven by various mixed-race families who came to participate in the meeting could even be lined up from the foot of the Splendid Hotel.
Silver-gray Ferraris, fiery red Bugatti Veyrons, royal blue Aston Martins, Porsches, Pagadi, Lamborghinis, etc. are almost converging into a river.
And Frost looked down from the marble steps in the hotel lobby, as if he was standing on top of the world. The infatuating power made him more intoxicated than the wine.
But that annoying guy in Angers hasn't expressed his attitude yet.
When the man thought of that guy who was as majestic as a lion and was not under the jurisdiction of the school board, his originally comfortable mood became sour again.
"I heard that the purpose of the Petty family's meeting this time is to recruit an S-class freshman."
Frost thought to himself and suddenly laughed again.
"The Petty family is really getting better and better. Just for a mere hybrid, it is worth going to such great lengths of war. The purpose of the existence of their Council of Elders is to kill a Dragon King-level existence."
He shook his head slowly. The wind blew through a burst of yellow chrysanthemums placed next to the hotel, and the flowers and leaves swayed slightly.
