"Mr. Hook, did you discuss this matter with Vice Chancellor Douglas before making a decision? I wonder what Vice Chancellor Douglas has to do about it?" Elizabeth had something to say, not only because of her well-known close relationship with Principal Nolan, but even as the head of House A, she had the right to raise objections.

"Does his opinion matter?" Hook looked thoughtful, and he tapped on the new identity plate on the table, "Now that I'm the supreme leader of the Imperial Military Academy, and this is an appointment issued by the Imperial Family, even Headmaster Nolan is still here." ”

The bright lipstick on Elizabeth's lips had become a little dull, and since Hook had said so, she had no reason to continue arguing, though she still felt in her heart that it was not appropriate to make such a rash decision.

"I wonder which department Principal Hook is going to assign this task to?" a slender middle-aged man sitting next to Andre said, "If the task is too difficult, leave it to our Armed Forces Department." ”

"The Ministry of Information is also duty-bound. "Secretary of Information Houston took off his sunglasses.

"No, no, no, just do your job," Hook shook his finger, "I have other arrangements for this, which is why I called the heads of the other four departments as well." ”

"You don't want the students to be involved in this mission, do you?!" Portis stood up suddenly, her voice a little excited.

Most of the people in the meeting frowned at the remark, and it was clear that they couldn't emotionally accept the result.

"See, I knew this guy wasn't a good bird. Feynman whispered in Al's ear.

Hook didn't answer directly, he waved his hand again, and the assistant next to him handed out several identical documents to the attendees.

Hook then calmly left the table and pulled out a bottle of chilled white wine from the small freezer behind him, the sound of ice falling into the glass in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"What? The Board of Trustees also agreed to the action?" Portis couldn't believe the approval document in his hand, but the seal mark of "Board of Trustees of the Imperial Military Academy" in the lower left corner was dazzlingly red, and it was indeed signed by the Board of Trustees.

The white wine was poured into the glass with a beautiful color, but before Hook could be complacent, the office door was kicked open with a bang, and the door frame slammed against the wall with a strange screeching sound.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the noise, and everyone looked towards the door.

"Minister Anglo!" Al exhaled.

That's right, the person who broke into the conference room was indeed Anglo, and it was a drunken Anglo.

"Hook, are you crazy, do you want these children to die? they are still students, how can they participate in such a dangerous mission?" Anglo was red-eyed, his beard upside down, "Those bastards on the school board are puppets of the royal family, have they been lobbied by you a long time ago?"

This statement of Anglo is utterly disrespectful to royalty, and although he may be telling the truth, it is a bit out of place to say it on this occasion.

"It's the Master of the Anglos, I thought you weren't coming," Hook looked unfazed, "this bottle of white wine from the Royal Winery is good, would you like to come and try it together?" ”

After saying that, Hook took a drink to himself, after all, he was unwilling to clash head-on with this dwarven master, not only because Anglo had a certain influence on the royal side, but also because he also needed to rely on the support of the Ministry of Armed Forces for his next actions.

Feynman's reaction was quick, and he quickly came to Anglo's side to help play the round, "Master Anglo, are you drinking too much, look at the smell of wine, it's easy to talk nonsense when you drink too much." ”

Anglo glared at Feynman, and Feynman didn't dare to say any more, for fear of provoking the strange dwarven old man.

"Answer my question, Hook!"

"There's nothing to say, I'm just an executor," Hook shrugged, looking like he had nothing to do with me, "It's a soldier's duty to obey orders." ”

"You fart!" Anglo was emotionally agitated, "I ask you again, why did you terminate the investigation into the 'Ministry of Armed Forces bombing'?"

"It turns out that Master Anglo is here for this," Hook glanced at the black veil on Anglo's arm, "I also feel sorry for the colleagues who died in the Ministry of Armed Forces, but investigating the cause and effect of the bombing is Douglas's business, and it has nothing to do with me, and it is more important to solve the current crisis." ”

Many people expressed disgust when Hooke's words came out, but it was Anglo who was most angry.

"What are you talking about?!" Anglo hammer-like fists slammed down on the conference table, shattered wood chips flying.

A figure slowly emerged in the dark corner, and from the beginning of the meeting he stood like a statue not far behind Hook, with his back to the crowd, and only then did he quietly reveal his figure.

"It's none of your business, go back. Hook turned his face to the man and ordered.

The shadow paused, then silently returned to its original place.

"Master Anglo, if you feel that this period of mental pressure is too much, I can apply to the school board on your behalf, so that you can rest for a while," Hook looked at Anglo lightly, "There is just one thing I want you to understand, don't casually question the leader's decision, my respect for you does not mean that I will put up with you without a bottom line." ”

The middle-aged man next to Andre hurriedly stood up when he saw the delicate atmosphere, and the man came to Anglo's side and whispered a few words to him, and then Anglo glared at Hook and left without looking back.

The middle-aged man nodded apologetically at Hook, and then left in Anglo's footsteps, apparently to prevent the drunken Anglo from doing something more excessive.

"Tell me about your plan, Hook," Houston said, looking straight ahead with deep eyes, "and see if I can accept it." ”

Hook shook the ice cubes in his wine glass and looked at everyone playfully.

"The plan, it's easy..."

It was already late at night, and the few remaining rooms in the administrative building of the Imperial Military Academy were lit.

The evening was humid and cold, and Al couldn't help but shiver when he came out of the main entrance of the administration building, the meeting just now was a bit informative, and until now his mind still echoed Hook's unquestionable orders, yes, maybe Hook had already planned everything.

Al didn't return to D-Castle with Feynman, he chose to walk around the campus alone.

Along the way, with the students who came out of the library, Al's brain was in a state of emptiness, walking in the green corridor supported by the big banyan tree, and in a trance, it seemed to return to the Green Valley defense line, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart for a while.

Al shook his left hand, the "steel bone" glowed with a cold luster under the street lamp, and a different feeling emerged, as if he had seen an old friend who had been separated for many years, and Al actually felt a familiar taste.

Around the corner of the street, a lone figure leans under the lamp, standing with a sword in his hand.

"Senior brother?" Al noticed the figure, the black robe, it was Li Shiyi.

"Why are you here?" said Al, walking briskly.

Al shook his left hand, and the open iron scales of the "steel bone" immediately retracted, sticking to his palm like a glove, I have to say that the Anglo master was very thoughtful when designing it, and the "steel bone" in the "camouflaged state" looked completely like a glove of a strange color.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Li Shiyi's fingers tapped on the scabbard.

"Where are you going?"

"Imperial capital business district. ”

"What are you doing there so late?" said Al, a little reluctantly.

"Ravens may come out late at night to feed," Li Shiyi looked at Al, his eyes hiding the galaxy like the night sky, "Isn't that what Hook told you to go for?"

"Brother, how do you know this, you can't secretly learn witchcraft, do you?" Al teased, "By the way, I heard from Director Sava that Hook had also informed you of this meeting, but you don't seem to be at school all afternoon. ”

"I don't like to be restrained," Li Shiyi tied the black knife around his waist, "and the hunter will act as soon as he determines the target of the hunt, and will not leave the prey any chance to prepare." ”

"So you're not going to spend the afternoon investigating news about the Raven Order, are you?" said Al, with a surge of admiration in his heart, "but is it really okay for us to act like this?"

"It's okay if you don't want to go," Li Shiyi turned around as he said, "This way I will be less restrained in my actions." ”

"Then brother, why are you still looking for me?"

"Know the information about your prey in advance, so that you don't die so quickly before you learn how to fight. ”

"Eh, senior brother, do you speak so directly..."Al was speechless for a while.

In a short time, two figures on the street outside the Imperial Military Academy were speeding through at a very fast speed, heading straight to the most prosperous area of Xinlan City.

Gradually transitioning from a low-rise residential building to a high-rise stone building, the wind whistling in his ears is mixed with the intermittent conversation between the two.

"Senior brother, who are you and our participants in this operation?"

“......”

"You, me, Andre and Max seem to be on a mission, but that guy seems to have been sent on a mission by the Pope, so he was replaced by a young lady in the second grade, who looks very bad to mess with, called Freya, do you know her?"

“......”

"Senior brother, we have to protect one person this time, the warden of the Sea Boundary Prison, do you know this person? I heard Feynman say that that person has a very bad character, is it true?"

“......”

"Senior brother, can't you hear me, why don't you answer me?"

"Because you're annoying. ”

"......" Al gave Li Shiyi a disdainful look.

The silent steel forest is a little less cute than the sand gulls, a little more cold and aggressive, and the flickering lights can't illuminate the emptiness in people's hearts, just like the fireworks on land can never reflect the deep night sky.

Xinlancheng is as busy and urgent as in the past, and it is also as surging as the undercurrent of the past.