"Aren't you going to leave?" Fenglong looked helplessly at Galahad, who was sitting like an ice sculpture on the side of the bed, and it had been half an hour since he entered the ward, but his sitting posture had not changed at all. Feng Long really wondered if there was a governor's face under the mask.

"I'm thinking about something. Galahad replied, looking like he felt that the thinking position was quite comfortable and did not need to be changed.

"Then can you think about it outside, and then change me to a blonde girl to come in and take care of me?" Fenglong slapped the hospital bed with his intact hand, and let out a hoarse accusator.

"Wait. Galahad answered the Dragon's question as he kept drawing different symbols in his notebook with a ballpoint pen.

The throbbing pen stopped suddenly, and Galahad snapped his fingers.

The door to the intensive care room was gently pulled open, and Natasha crept in, took the note from Galahad's hand, and walked out of the room without saying a word.

"Our actions are monitored, so today, the commissioner of the Round Table should be there. You're too impulsive, so I'm here. Galahad said as he looked at the dragon on the hospital bed.

"You deliberately let them watch it. Otherwise, you would have already had a list of insiders in the Pilgrims, and the personnel guarding me were obviously different from the operatives who appeared in the hunt at that time. Fenglong pursed his lips and sat up from the hospital bed, the action tugging at his wound and grinning in pain.

"In the mysterious world, it's not just the group of guys you're hunting down that are staring at you. In fact, more than half of the 13 members of the round table have asked for your expulsion. Consider you ineligible to be elected to the Round Table. Galahad took an apple from the fruit basket at the bedside, and he didn't know which operator had bought it and placed it at the bedside. The cold-faced councillor popped a knife out of his cuff and began to patiently peel the apple.

"Hah, fire me? It's not like I want to be a member of the Round Table. If I had a choice, I'd rather go it alone and kill whoever doesn't like me. Now I'm like a mercenary, and all the people in the Round Table Council who are difficult to handle are going to be handed over to me. Fenglong watched the movements of Galahad's hands nonchalantly, the movements of the hands of the paralyzed ice cube man did not stop at all, even if he peeled an apple, it was as precise as a machine, and even the thickness and width of the peeled apple were almost the same.

"They don't know about this kind of thing. In recent years, the round table has changed too frequently. Merlin hadn't been in the meeting for a long time recently. "Half of the round table is now full of old faces that I haven't seen before. The Ministry of Magic itself is expanding its own number of seats in the Council of the Round Table. They wanted to turn the round table into a department under their control. ”

"Hah, I don't understand what's there to fight for in this kind of thing. Everyone is fighting for power, don't they know how catastrophic the resurrection of the gods is for their civilization?"

"Of course not. When people suddenly reach the high point of power, they become more and more greedy and blindly confident. For them, no catastrophe threatens them, and they have enough cannon fodder and victims at their disposal to sit behind the cannon fodder and enjoy their success. Such people tend to be short-sighted. Galahad peeled the apple, and with the dragon's expectant look, he casually put it out of the dragon's reach.

"Damn, you black-bellied old bastard. Fenglong watched the apple being peeled, and thought to himself that this ice cube man actually had the discipline of caring for the patient. Who knew that Galahad had such a play.

Galahad, rightfully ignoring the dragon's invective, continued, "They are all outlaws who can't correctly estimate their strength. Without comparison, they will blindly perceive their own power and authority. They climbed to their current position by virtue of power and money, as well as by all means. Of course there will be opinions about you. ”

"Wow, what's the matter with me? You pot, I've always abstained from voting, I can't take over, I live in China, and occasionally go abroad to kill a few dark wizards who don't have long eyes, so they can all have an opinion on me?"

"Yes. You have no power, no money. You are the only one who can make it to the Round Table with your own strength. Their power is useless and their money is useless in the face of you. None of their good means can influence or threaten you. You're a hidden danger. And you're acting completely out of nowhere, or you're acting in a way that they don't want to admit the most. So they will be afraid. Galahad said quietly, returning to the position of the thinker he had just had.

"It's my business. Fenglong flatly denied it. "I'm able-bodied, I like young ladies, I'm normal in all aspects, don't say I'm like an alternative. ”

"To the worldly, you are different. Galahad mended.

There was a cacophony of arguments in the hallway, and the dragon could hear Natasha's threatening voice and the sound of a bullet loading in the hallway.

"It's coming. Galahad snapped his fingers coldly.

The argument in the hallway died down, and the door to the intensive care room opened.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in a crisp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was shiny by hairspray, and the whole person was full of a high-spirited aristocratic temperament.

"Friend Galahad, sometimes you really have to take care of your subordinates, if you don't know what it means to be respectful and orderly, then this society will be in chaos. You ought to have taught these filthy hybrids what etiquette is. The middle-aged man walked into the intensive care room, first looked at the dragon lying on the bed, and then glanced at the intensive care unit with disgust, and then wiped his hands with the handkerchief in his jacket pocket.

"Huh, who is this? I don't know ...... Are you a friend?" Feng Long looked at this somewhat sissy middle-aged man with some confusion, his disgusting attitude made Feng Long feel that this was not a serious person.

The middle-aged man stared at Fenglong on the hospital bed with some annoyance, Fenglong didn't know him and seemed to be a little irritated by his nerves.

"This is the new member of the Round Table, the 7th seat, the 'noble' Seltic. Galahad said without looking back.

"Oh oh oh! Could you please go and stand in the hallway for a while while I finish talking to Galahad?" said Blade Dragon, a little sarcastically, though he had nothing to talk to Galahad. He just wanted to give this member of the Round Table who he didn't like very much a dismissal.

"Hehe, Your Excellency Fenglong is really good at laughing. On behalf of the Round Table, I have come to investigate the previous unauthorized actions of you and His Excellency Galahad. Seltic struggled to squeeze out a stiff smile and maintain his demeanor, and he looked around to see that the only chair was under Galahad's buttocks, and he could only continue to stand still and talk to the people in the room.

"Ha, Galahad, didn't you tell the Round Table Council? It's too much! Big guy, look for him, I was hired by him to do odd jobs, this matter is none of my business, he is the leading brother, he is a sinner through the ages! You see, he made me so seriously injured, I couldn't get out of bed for at least a few months, and he didn't reimburse me for my medical expenses! I want to report him, the vampire of the Round Table Council! The cancer of capitalism!" Feng Long showed an exaggerated and confused expression, and threw several large iron pots on the top of Galahad's head.

"Your Excellency Fenglong has a great sense of humor, according to our information, three days ago, you were on a pilgrim's plane to the place where the incident occurred, and I absolutely do not believe you to say that you did not know about it. Please don't take others for fools, okay? Celtic looked at Fenglong's exaggerated acting skills and deliberately pretending to be crazy and stupid, and he was angry, this man was obviously contemptuous of him, the commissioner sent by the Council of the Round Table.

"Oh, it seems he's not stupid, we'll have to figure out a separate reason to fool around. The dragon reluctantly turned to Galahad. However, he didn't want to fool the Celtic at all, he used it so loudly that even the muffled laughter of the pilgrim operatives could be heard outside the conservatorship. Feng Long could already imagine a large group of operators outside the room holding their ears to the wall, listening carefully to the movement in the room.

"Your Excellency, please respect me! I am an investigator sent by the Council of the Round Table, and I am one of the members of the Round Table like you. Behind me is the entire Western wizarding society. I hope you will be able to have enough respect. Celtic looked at the guy in front of him who thought he was a fool and almost exploded. As a commissioner representing the parliament, how do you know that this Fenglong is teasing himself as a fool when they first meet.

Seltic turned his gaze to Galahad, but Galahad was as calm as a statue, his mask full of shadows cast with his back to the window.

"Respect you...... Okay, then let me ask you, what have you done that deserves my respect?" Blade Dragon asked aggressively as he lay on the bed, looking like I am sick and I am the biggest, and I am a hooligan and I am shameless, "El Carro is the storm raven of the Shadow Cloak, he is on the front line of the fight against dark wizards and non-human races, and I respect him as he deserves. Merlin was the Speaker of the Round Table, and I remember it as if at the end of World War II, it was he who formed the Council of the Round Table to reconvene the shattered wizards and give them order. So I owe him respect as well, as for Galahad...... Forehead...... Well...... He's the richest man in the Round Table, he's my boss, and I have to rely on him to pay me, or I'll starve to death sooner or later, and you see, he's brought me money, and I'm willing to respect him. Tell me about your exploits. After that, Fenglong also stretched out his finger and pointed to the black suitcase at the head of the bed, and added: "20 Nibelon Gen gold coins~20 pieces~ In the future, I will buy two fritters at a time! One is chewed and eaten, and one is soaked in soy milk~ Do you say rot is not corrupt?"

Galahad didn't react when he heard this, but it seemed that Galahad also knew that the two-skinned face of the Blade Dragon, or the Blade Dragon with the usual two-skin face, happened to be the nemesis of people like Celtic.

Sure enough, although Seltic didn't understand what fritters and soy milk were, this Fenglong didn't have the consciousness of being a round table member at all, but looked like a market scoundrel, and what made Seltic angry the most was that this market scoundrel was exactly the same level as himself.

"Your Excellency, watch your words. I come from the oldest wizarding family in Britain!What qualifications can a subordinate of the Ministry of Magic like Carlo be compared to me, my family has had three ministers of magic!" Sertic emphasized, with some annoyance.

"Then you mean, the reason you want me to respect you is that you have first-class reincarnation skills?" the dragon stared at Celtic, his words sharpening and sharpening. "Then you should publish a good book, and teach those half-blood wizards who are still working hard at the bottom, how to reincarnate as a nobleman like you, without having to suffer the white eyes of you waste, then I will count you as a meritorious person, otherwise, please get out of the door behind you in 5 seconds. I don't want to see your face!"

"You!" Celtic couldn't imagine that he hadn't even said what he meant, and he was slapped in the face by the dragon, and he couldn't imagine that this dragon was so reckless that he didn't do things through his brain?

"Your Excellency's attitude, can I understand that Your Excellency Blade Dragon and His Excellency Galahad reached the same attitude of contempt for the Council of the Round Table?" Seltic sneered, his way of speaking was extremely skillful, trying to drag the silent Galahad into the water. Fenglong is a stunned young man, as the second oldest qualification of the round table, Galahad should not also be a stunned young man, and more importantly, Galahad has such an organization as the Pilgrim under him. Without the support of the Round Table Council, the Operatives of this organization, who are highly respected by ordinary wizards, will be nothing more than untouchables with poor magical qualifications and humble backgrounds.

"The Blade Dragon is the Blade Dragon. Members of the round table cannot interfere with each other. "Galahad picked himself out of the circle with an understatement, and clearly expressed his opinion, you think it's your business that you have been insulted, I didn't say a word, this matter is none of my business, you go to the person who insulted you.

"Okay, good, I hope Your Excellency Fenglong will not regret it, despising the Council of the Round Table is contempt for the entire wizarding community. Hopefully, you'll be able to keep your seat at the Roundtable in three months' time. Sertik threatened sharply, and he quietly fabricated two charges against the dragon.

"Oh~ That's great. Unexpectedly, the dragon did not show a surprised or solemn expression, but the hand that could still move dug into his pocket for a long time, found a small golden emblem and threw it at Celtic's feet.

Stunned by the dragon's strange behavior, Celtic looked down at the emblem at his feet, which was made entirely of mythril and had a golden dragon drawn out of melted gold. A Chinese dragon.

Celtic knew what it was, and he had a Mithril badge of his own, and all the members of the Round Table had a Mithril badge with the coat of arms or symbols of each of them.

This golden Chinese dragon emblem is the round table member badge of Fenglong.

"You don't need to impeach me at the meeting, I'm here now to announce my resignation from the Round Table Council. All you have to do is pick up this badge, and you'll be accepting my exit. You're a member of the Round Table, and you have that power. Fenglong said with a hippie smile on the hospital bed.

Celtic didn't expect the dragon to throw out his badge like this, just like throwing a child's household props. How many wizards have been thinking about the identity of the long, and the symbol of glory has been lightly thrown at his feet by the dragon.

Celtic was about to reach for the badge when he heard Galahad's indifferent voice ringing out: "I advise you not to do this. ”

This indifferent voice made Celtic feel excited, why did Galahad, who had never taken the initiative to speak, speak at this time?

For Fenglong, Fenglong has been at the Round Table for less than 5 years, and he is also very young, neither his experience nor his qualifications in the Round Table can make Celtic pay attention. But Galahad is different, the second oldest member of the Round Table, the first group of Round Table members, and the first honorary member in the history of the Round Table. Sartic's half-outstretched hand just stopped in mid-air.

"When Fenglong joined the Round Table, he made a pact that he would never harm the members of the Round Table for any reason without making a declaration. Galahad Exit reminded.

"Mom, why did you tell him!" Fenglong looked on his hospital bed with a conspiracy exposed.

Cold sweat oozed silently from Seltic's vest. Galahad's words seemed to have nothing to do with the current situation, but it was a reminder that once Fenglong was disqualified from the Round Table, he would be on the blacklist of this butcher and tyrant. It's not that he hasn't heard rumors about the dragon, but he's always felt that no matter what kind of person he is, he will be constrained by power and interests. But judging by Fenglong's performance just now, this person is obviously not that kind of person, he is a madman with extreme violence.

Celtic calmed down for a moment, picked up the badge of the dragon with a normal face, and then he walked to the side of the dragon's bed tremblingly, solemnly put the badge on the bed of the dragon, and then he said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "Even if there may be a personal dispute between His Excellency and me, but we can settle it at the meeting, how can such an important honor and token be thrown everywhere like a toy?"

But the dragon was clearly not a guy who could go down the slope, and the dragon grimaced and let out a retching sound of disgusted "vomit!"

Celtic still forced his face to pretend to be elegant and said: "Since Your Excellency Galahad and Your Excellency Fenglong still have important matters to discuss, then I will wait outside the door first, and after Your Excellency Galahad finished discussing, I will elaborate on the opinions of the Round Table Council." ”

"Get out of here!" the dragon let out a cheer, clenching his fist and shaking it in front of Celtic's eyes.

Setic, grim-faced, stepped back to the door, opened the door to the care room, and went out.

Amid the gloating eyes of the pilgrims outside the door, Seltic sat down on the chair in the hallway with a blushing face.

As soon as Seltic went out, Galahad said coldly: "Pretend to be crazy and stupid, smart." ”

Fenglong showed a smug expression: "This is in a Chinese saying, the horizontal is afraid of the Leng, the Leng, and the stupid is afraid of dying." I'm now arrogant, stunned, stupid, and desperate. How can this kind of person fight me. But I'm starting to understand what you mean. After saying that, Fenglong sighed. "I don't know what's going on with Lin Boy. I don't feel like he is like me, I guess it's going to be peaceful......"