The day after the incident, Merlin Academy was completely suspended, and there were so many casualties among students that Merlin Academy had no way to explain to the angry parents. The panicked students had been receiving messages from their families asking them to go home, and DeMill locked himself in the principal's office once the incident had stabilized. No one dared to disturb this self-reproachful headmaster.

Lin Moyang looked at the familiar tree outside the window, he was tired of seeing this tree when he was hospitalized before, but this time it was okay that he was not looking at this tree as a patient.

The hospital was filled with wounded knights, from those wounded in the fight to students who had not died since the attack, and the noisy corridors were filled with all sorts of people. The school hospital was running out of staff, so the Council of the Round Table summoned medical personnel overnight, along with a medical team of Deathbinders sent by Galahad.

The old councillor seemed to believe in the Dragon's abilities, and he didn't send in combatants, and the medical team arrived on the battlefield shortly after the Dragon had finished off Kiprin, as if he had even calculated when the battle would end.

After Kiplin's death last night, most of the hunters had lost the will to fight, and the few hunters who were still stubbornly resisting were easily put down by the bladed dragon with their hands free.

After a day's rest, Lin Moyang replenished the energy he had lost yesterday, and today he wanted to see the wounded in the hospital.

However, his plan did not go well, at least in his plan, there was definitely no such strange object in the ward.

Natasha was lying on the bed, wrapped like a mummy, and the elite doctors of the Bound Department were constantly circling around the former Hunter Hunter, the girl had regained consciousness, and a pair of cold eyes were revealed under the bandage.

And now there was a shameless guy in the room who ignored the rules of the hospital room against loud noises, and he screamed at a flat plate at the top of his voice, and no one dared to interrupt him.

Like a madman, the dragon yelled at the flat ghost in front of him, and on the other end of the flat were several figures sitting at the round table.

"What are you kidding? What is extradition? I don't care what the Holy See says, these hunters here must die, and they must die sooner or later! Which of them has no blood debt on their hands? What do you think of those dead students?" Fenglong shouted at the tablet with an angry face, if it weren't for the fact that everyone present probably knew the inside story, he thought that this thing was arguing with netizens.

But the people in the video sit solemnly at a round table, dressed in gold-rimmed black robes with badges pinned to their chests. The Council of the Round Table, the emerging and most powerful body in the wizarding world, is now convening an emergency meeting for the sudden attack of the Holy See, and half of the members of the Round Table have already arrived, except for the members who could not make it. Fenglong is in the UK at the moment, but this thing obviously doesn't want to participate in the meeting, and he doesn't know what he thinks, so he actually held an online conference and participated remotely.

At this moment, he looked excited and wanted to eat people, and he also put it out, so that the voices of other people in the meeting could be heard by the people in the ward, so everyone in the ward did not dare to speak, for fear of hindering this solemn and solemn meeting.

"The Holy See suddenly turned around, they have declared war on us yesterday, and at the same time they have detained all the Ministry of Magic personnel who have been trained at the Academy of Lost Sinners, and now the conditions of the Holy See are to exchange the hostages they have held for the Ministry of Magic in exchange for our prisoners. Seltic sat in the corner of the round table, he really looked like a decent man now, but unfortunately Fenglong and Galahad knew about him and the Bloodline, but they didn't break it.

"We're no availed of the dead students, but we can't afford to lack any combat power in the next battle, so instead of dwelling on hatred, we should preserve as much combat power as we can. Sertik said with emotion and reason, and his words were impassioned.

"Fuck your fart!" Feng Long slapped the table, shaking the tablet and jumping, he scolded a vulgar sentence that can be called a national scolding, and loudly objected: "Those students died in vain? You bastards, you students were grinding when they were suffering, and when the problem was solved, you want to jump out and talk to me about politics and consciousness? I will leave my words here today, these hunters can survive for 3 days, Lao Tzu Fenglong changed his name to your surname, and Lao Tzu will be called Sailong in the future!"

Fenglong's words made everyone in the ward frown, still a little uncomfortable with Fenglong's personality, as long as this guy is not in a fighting state, he really has to be more ruffian and more shameless, and he can be as shameless as he wants.

"The detained people try to sneak out by themselves, if you can't get out, you will send someone to save them, and none of these murderers will want to let go of me!" Fenglong replied categorically.

Seltic exchanged glances with the person next to him, and he forced his anger to persuade: "Your Excellency Fenglong, since the sacrifice has appeared, why should we exchange more sacrifices for combat power, now exchange hostages, we can still save a group of elites without blood, and this group of elites will greatly enhance our strength in the future." ”

"What a bloodless soldier, Lao Tzu should really stuff your face into the pile of corpses in Merlin Academy, and let you talk to that group of students about what it means to be bloodless! The only reason why you are here to talk about value and righteousness to Lao Tzu is because there are no children in that pile of corpses! Take other people's pain and lives in exchange for yourself? What about the calves, I put my words here, no one is allowed to come here to take away this group of hunters, these hunters I will burn them one by one, whoever wants to exchange hostages will give me his hand up, Lao Tzu will kill him together. You all know my personality, you can give it a try. After saying this, Feng Long reached out and turned off the link to the tablet. Then Fenglong seemed to be still angry, and pushed the tablet to the table, and the screen of the brand-new tablet was suddenly shattered.

At this time, in the golden hall of the headquarters of the Round Table Council, all the members of the Round Table who were present sighed in unison as they looked at the link displayed on the screen and disconnected the subtitles.

Seltic shrugged his shoulders and shrugged into a corner of the screen's blind spot.

In the place where Fenglong couldn't see, there was a middle-aged wizard sweating profusely, he was wearing an elegant handmade suit, and he didn't sit on a chair, this is the Golden Hall, every chair here has an owner, and there is no seat for this middle-aged man, so he can only stand nervously in the corner of the hall.

"Minister Sapir, it seems that this busy Round Table Council can't help, and the problems of the elite group of the Ministry of Magic should be solved by your own Ministry of Magic. Sertik said with a look of regret.

Sapir, the current Minister of Magic, was standing in the corner of the Golden Hall with a pale face at this time, and he said nervously: "Can't you just think of a way? Killing those hunters will not do you any good, and it will anger the Holy See, which has detained nearly 200 of our elites this time." ”

Everyone present glanced at Sapir with bitter faces, except for a masked Galahad who sat in the center.

"Compared with the hatred of the dead students this time, it is true that the elite of the Ministry of Magic is more important, and we will definitely choose the elite of the Ministry of Magic, please don't doubt it, but the problem now is that if the elite of the Ministry of Magic and the dragon are angry, we think it is more important for the dragon to be angry. Ibn Haiyan, who was sitting in the ninth chair, spoke.

"He's just a councillor, if the Round Table Council shows his hand to vote, he'll have to obey, right? That kind of person's opinion doesn't matter at all, right?" Sapir wiped the sweat from his head, the status of the Ministry of Magic has been declining over the years, and in recent years, after the Shadow Cloak joined the Round Table Council, the status of the Ministry of Magic has only rebounded, otherwise 80 years ago, how could he use such a low voice to talk to these Round Table members? If the Ministry of Magic loses 200 elites again this time, it will be enough to severely damage the vitality of the Ministry of Magic, and wizards are not cabbage, and elite wizards are even more difficult to cultivate.

"Alright then, let's vote. Ibn Haiyan glanced sympathetically at Sapir and sighed, then he proposed: "We gather around the round table to vote on the initiative according to the powers conferred by the Holy Covenant. Please exercise your rights with caution. Ibn Haiyan glanced around, in the case of such a big event, there was still no news of Speaker Merlin, thinking of his old man's 100-year-old age, everyone was really afraid that he would suddenly die while traveling alone somewhere.

"Do you want to exchange the hunter captives with the Holy See for hostages?" Ibn Haiyan proposed.

Sapir glanced at the round table expectantly, but the group of councillors only looked sad, and for several minutes there was not a single hand raised, not even Ibn Khayyan, who had proposed it.

"Unfortunately, as you can see, the round table vote was not passed, and we can't force Your Excellency Fenglong, so you still have to discuss this kind of matter with him. Ibn Haiyan said with a look of regret. Yunnan

Sapir looked incredulous: "How is it possible, you are so frightened by him? He is just one person! Could it be that the whole round table is under the control of Fenglong alone?"

As soon as these words came out, all the members of the round table showed very strange expressions, and sitting in the sixth seat was a lady in her prime, but she said with a cold face at this moment: "Minister Sapir should also pay attention to the wording, everyone in the round table is equal, there is no one to manipulate whom, the reason why we disapprove is simply because the subordinates of the Ministry of Magic are not worthy of our offending Lord Fenglong." It's supposed to be your Ministry of Magic, what does it matter to our Round Table Council?"

Sapir glanced at the lady in a bit of a panic, only Carlo had a good relationship with him in the round table, but Carlo was not there this time, which made him feel lonely. "But aren't we allies?" he said.

"The Holy See and we were allies before, don't you just turn your face?" replied the lady in a spicy tone, "Your presence in the Golden Hall is already the result of the Round Table Council's consideration of allies, otherwise this is a realm that only councillors can set foot in, and you are not qualified to enter here at all." ”

Sapir's face was cloudy, but here he did not dare to attack, especially since Galahad, who was sitting in the second seat, did not say a word the whole time, just stared at him with those chilling eyes.

"I think you know very well the style of the dragon, the Ministry of Magic is known as an impenetrable prison, wasn't Tartarus also destroyed by him in one day? He is a madman, he will definitely kill whoever he wants to kill, and he will also solve all those who stand in his way, why should we risk our lives to fight for the interests of the Ministry of Magic?" The way the noblewoman spoke was already very explicit, and the Round Table Council was an organization united by covenant and glory, but in the wake of Merlin's disappearance, there was still a doctrine of interest supremacy in the Round Table Council.

"Then aren't my elites human lives?Blade Dragon can't bear to watch my men die at the hands of the Holy See?" Sapir was still struggling, even though the attitude of all the councillors made him feel that his chances were slim.

"You may not know this person. He does things not according to good or evil, but only according to personal preferences. Galahad suddenly said that everyone present was his junior, so he did not use a name or an honorific when addressing Sapir, but this sentence made Sapir's heart half cold.

Merlin disappeared, Gard died, and now the first member of the Round Table is only Galahad, who at this time is undoubtedly the backbone of the Round Table Council, and the only most prestigious person in existence. Galahad was speaking now, and clearly didn't want to support the Ministry's claims, so Sapir really had no way to think about it.

"If nothing else, you go out first, we have other things to discuss. Galahad pointed to the exit of the Golden Hall.

The corners of Sapir's mouth twitched, and he could only walk out of the Golden Hall in a huff. As he reached the door, he glanced resentfully at the various councillors at the round table.

At this time, after Fenglong hung up the meeting in the hospital, he calmed down a little, but he was uncomfortable in the ward, and there were a large number of students at the door who had not yet evacuated and had good psychological quality, of course, most of them were members of the student union, and they were crowding at the door, looking at Fenglong like a monkey.

"Did you also receive this kind of treatment when you first came?" Fenglong asked Lin Moyang who was by the window very helplessly.

"Ah, I'm a little better, there aren't so many people. Lin Moyang replied.

"Alas, it's better to come last time, and there are swimsuit girls to see, more eye-catching. Fenglong complained with a dissatisfied face.

This ward is specially separated, last time Lin Moyang and Natasha were lying, and now Liliel and Natasha are lying. Lin Moyang was a little curious, if she had the physique to cause trouble, then Natasha must have the physique to be easily disabled, otherwise why would she lie back now?

Liliel is still unconscious, Lin Moyang glanced at Lilil's face, this girl is much more normal now, not as glamorous as before, she looks like a weak college student.

"Don't look at me, after a certain amount of processing, the appearance of the blood clan will change, haven't you seen it too?" Feng Long spread his hands, now there are no other idlers in the ward except for the medical staff of the life binding department, and Feng Long is not worried that his words will be leaked out.

Lin Moyang thought about the black-haired eldest sister's head, it seems that this is the truth, the blood form of the eldest sister's head is quite different from the usual form.

"It's just that I'm not angry enough, and I don't know the relationship between this guy and you, so I really don't dare to lift the curse on her body indiscriminately, so I sealed it together with her ability and curse. Fenglong explained. "Anyway, isn't she the girl you hooked up with, if yes, I'll find a chance to help her lift the blood curse. ”

"Oh, no, no, no. She and I had nothing to do with it, we just bumped into each other by chance. Lin Moyang was afraid that Fenglong would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained.

"Oh, that's an ordinary blood clan, that's okay, I can blow her head off with one palm, at this time she's like an ordinary girl, she can't heal herself, she can easily kill her. Feng Long raised his palm nonchalantly and shook it in front of Lin Moyang.

Lin Moyang hurriedly stopped again: "Don't don't, no matter what you say, it's my friend, big brother, don't make trouble." ”

A lewd smile appeared at the corner of Fenglong's mouth, and he hugged Lin Moyang's shoulder affectionately: "Ah~ You also said that it wasn't the girl you hooked up with? You are more pitiful than me~ Not bad, let me tell you, this girl's figure is really great, I think her appearance is also first-class, and more importantly, her bloodline seems to be impure, and she can completely lift the curse~"

Lin Moyang pursed his lips: "Let's not talk about this for now, the Vermilion Bird is just gone?" Lin Moyang didn't want to continue this embarrassing topic, he thought about it and turned the topic to the place he was more interested in, he still didn't believe that the Suzaku was just gone.

"That's right, it's gone, there was only a little bit of qi left at that time, so I could only break the weapon and borrow the breath of Suzaku to make a move, otherwise with the little qi of you, a little rabbit cub, you can use the imperial sword to have a ghost." Feng Long showed a painful expression when he mentioned this, and pinched Lin Moyang's shoulder very unhappily.

"How big is the gap between me and you?" Lin Moyang asked.

"Eh, are you interested in this?"

"I just want to know how weak I am. Lin Moyang smiled bitterly.

"Well, my qi capacity is about 10 times that of yours, and the mass of my qi is about 30 times that of yours. If you calculate it, I am 300 times your endurance combat ability without replenishing gas, with the same output. Feng Long thought for a moment and reported a number that made Lin Moyang disheartened.

"Then how far do I have to train to send out the first Imperial Sword?" Lin Moyang thought of the shocking sword from last night, and the Flame Tree that towered in the sky.

"Yesterday it was a weakened version, and the power is less than one-tenth of the genuine version, but if you want to reach that level, you need to practice diligently, and if you have the Four Spirit Knife in your hand, you can use it by about 5 times. Of course, if you have a smasher, you can put it now. Fenglong smiled, "But why are you learning the Imperial Sword?"