Provost Winster felt the urge to vomit blood, but he could only stare at the breezy Preskas. Unexpectedly, this time he still didn't bring down the man, but Winster quickly regained his composure.

Obviously, he also realized that if it was absolutely impossible for just the headmaster to help Pliscas, when would the group of good-looking and sanctimonious old foxes be so consistent. He finally figured out that everything was simple, they had already colluded, and he was the only one in the dark.

Like a jumping clown, Winster's body trembled slightly, and he was like a rooster who had been drenched in water at this time. Provost Winster's hand clenched tightly on the edge of the table, and all eyes fell on him.

Pity, ridicule, helplessness・・・・・・

"Is there anything else you want to ask, Your Excellency, Provost? Or do you have any objections to President Robster's explanation? An indifferent voice came from the high school board platform.

There was silence for a long time, and Winster, who had been keeping his head down, seemed to be lost in thought.

"Do you have any objections? Sir Winster. ”

"Nope." Winster whispered, but still didn't look up.

"What?" The school trustees didn't seem to hear clearly.

"Nope!" Winster jerked his head up and raised his voice, this time his answer was clear to all, and although the man's expression was calm, his voice was clearly a little trembling just now.

As if it was inadvertent, Winster turned his gaze to the other side, but Preskars did not show any smug or mocking expression, his face was blank, and there was no emotion exposed. But this made Winster even more angry, and no one could see that his knuckles were already white, and the anger was only hidden in the pulse of blood.

He failed, a complete failure, a complete defeat, and the other side did nothing at all, because it was as if the world was on Priskas' side.

"That being the case, this concludes today's hearing. After our consultations, Professor Preskas's impeachment for embezzlement was not established. However, on the issue of President Robster's private allocation of funds without the approval of the school board, we hope that His Excellency the President will cooperate with our follow-up investigation. ”

Tsk, these damn old foxes, you know it's not good! It's a great opportunity for the school board to knock itself out. Principal Robster hated it so much that he could only swallow it with a smile, but fortunately, his accounts had already been prepared, and he couldn't easily see the flaws.

"It's over."

"It's over." Priscas said lightly and then passed by Winster.

・・・・・・

"Andrew, I hope you can help me." When Constance Dante said this, Andrew could see a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he would not have chosen to do so if it was not a last resort. From Constance Dante's words, Andrew sensed that Sophia was also involved in the maelstrom, and that Constance Dante had to break the dynamic equilibrium of the original situation. It was originally a game between the parties, and because of mutual jealousy, their forces maintained a delicate balance, and they also reached an invisible tacit understanding, and because of this, Constantinople maintained a superficial calm for ten years.

However, this balance seems unbreakable, but it is precarious, and the fragile balance only needs the injection of another force, then it will collapse in an instant, like dominoes.

And with Andrew's help, Constance Dante will become this chaotic force, although weak, but enough to change the layout of the pattern.

"If you can make those people pay a low price, I don't hesitate to do it." Andrew's eyes were full of stoicism, and the words that Constance Dante had said to him not long ago still lingered in his ears, and he also knew that Cons. Dante's entrustment was extremely dangerous, but he would not back down.

If I can destroy this full game of chess pieces and even the chess players behind the scenes, even if it is an abandoned son of His Highness, I will not hesitate to do it. Andrew muttered to himself, his eyes seemed to have infinite reluctance, but in his heart he had let go of everything.

"It's a very heavy entrustment, father and mother." Andrew muttered as he rubbed the black notebook in his hand, it was not new, it was very old and there were traces of fire, this was the young man's last memories of home ten years ago. "Perhaps, I won't see you again, Miss Christine!"

"Andrew?!" Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in the sun, and the dazzling light made Andrew unable to open his eyes.

"Christine・・・・・・" Andrew couldn't believe his eyes, and he was so shocked that he forgot to even say the two honorific titles "Miss".

"You're finally willing to call me 'Christine.'" Andrew! The girl appeared in front of him again at this time, and Andrew almost gave up his original idea because of it.

But reason eventually prevailed over all emotion, and Andrew soon regained his composure, looked wooden again, and stumbled and saluted, "Hello, Miss Christine! ”

When he looked at the light in his eyes like a meteor flashing in the night sky, he puffed out his mouth inadvertently, very dissatisfied.

At that moment, Andrew also became a little trance, such a look had only been seen before, and only in front of him, she would become playful and cute.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that I just called me Christine?" The girl huffed her waist angrily, and only in front of Andrew would she completely put down the lady's shelf, like a girl next door, lively and smart.

Inexplicably, Andrew felt a pain in his heart, although he had read a lot of books, he had always been taciturn, and it was difficult for him to confide in the thousand words in his heart.

It's a really unpleasant feeling! Andrew exhaled deeply, he knew they were fruitless.

"Your book!" Christine took out a thick book from her back and placed it on Andrew's lap. "Remember to hurry up, I spent a long time grinding the administrator to borrow it."

"So you remember!" Andrew looked at the ancient book lying on his lap, and a smile appeared on his wooden face. Although there was little expression on his face, the honest smile seemed as warm as a spring day.

"Actually, you look good when you smile." Christine's hand lightly touched Andrew's face, and the two inadvertently met their gaze.