The banquet hall gradually stirred because of Cyril's words, and the guilt that had just risen in their hearts was like dust blown away by the wind, and their faces showed a smug and haughty smile again.

yes, why do they give money to those lowly and nasty guys? Those are just moths in the city of chaos.

Although Luna wraps up those guys in a sad and moving story, what does the essence of the life and death of the street kids who spend their days cursing them behind their backs, and even playing their minds, have to do with them?

Cyril listened to the words and glances of approval, and the smile on his face grew more and more triumphant.

Hierarchies are insurmountable, and in the City of Chaos, these merchants in the banquet hall are the highest class.

They stand here, and their children receive the best education in the School of Chaos.

When they graduate, some of them will become glorious knights and magicians, and many more will inherit the family fortune and continue to maintain their noble status and class.

Cyril is the representative of this class, and from the beginning of his understanding, he knew that he was destined to be completely different from ordinary people in this life, and that was an insurmountable boundary.

And those lowly and inferior street children, on what basis did they study in the same school as the sons of the nobility, and on what basis did they get the opportunity to break away from that class?

If they all became knights and magicians, who would continue to work for them, and how could they highlight their status as nobles in luxurious carriages.

Although the ragged guys squatting in the streets and alleys looked unpleasant, those envious and jealous eyes were not the easiest way for them to get pleasure.

Cyril knew what the merchant in the room thought, for he thought so too.

Therefore, he knew that he had said the right thing on the right occasion, and he successfully focused the attention of the audience on himself, and won a city back on Gloria's body.

This is the voice of these businessmen.

"What's the use of keeping merchants if they're only thinking about how to make money and not about giving back to the City of Chaos." Michael had stood up at some point, holding on to the railing of the VIP seat, his face expressionless.

Geoffrey's lips moved, but he still didn't speak, and his gaze was already cold when he looked at Cyril.

"With this guy's brain, how did he become the heir to the Morton family? In contrast, Miss Gloria seemed more intelligent, and might be a good opponent in the future. Ciel glanced at Cyril, shook his head with a mocking smile, and his gaze fell on Gloria, who was dressed in a blue dress, and his gaze became a little sharp, like a cheetah that had found its prey.

Luna looked at Cyril, at the sneering faces, and a chill suddenly rose in her heart.

She had expected many endings, but when these polite-looking merchants tore off their disguises, she still shuddered, and she didn't even know what to do.

"Badass! You are talking nonsense! They are not scum! They're all my little buddies! They're all smart! ”

Amy stood in front of Luna with her hands outstretched, looking at Cyril with a serious and serious expression, and there were already two small flames and ice flames in her palms.

"Huh, buddy?" Cyril looked at Amy, the little imp was as disgusting as his father, and sneered, "So you used to live on the streets? Have you received alms from others? That's why you're going to open your mouth and shut up the villain without education and take out a fireball to show off? Was your father a reckless chef who could only cook? ”

Some of the guests burst out laughing, and although McGonagall had shown a lot of potential and possible background, there was still a big gap between Cyril and Cyril, and it was not a difficult question of who to choose between the two.

"Are you laughing at my father?" Amy looked up and asked with a serious expression.

"Joke? Perhaps. Cyril shrugged, the smile on his face becoming more exaggerated.

"So...... You can go to death. Amy raised her hand, and the red flame and blue ice flame in her palm instantly soared, and the fiery temperature and extreme cold came at the same time, and the surrounding guests subconsciously retreated.

"Protect Master Cyril!" The guards in charge of the dinner party were startled and rushed in this direction quickly.

Cyril was also taken aback, subconsciously took two steps back, looked at the jumping flames and ice flames, regained his composure, and sneered: "I'm standing here, you hit me!" ”

As soon as his words fell, a lotus flower formed by the fusion of ice flames and flames had already flown towards him, appearing in front of him in a flash.

Cyril's pupils dilated, it was a brilliant lotus flower, as if carved by a craftsman, but the terrifying energy contained in it made him feel hopeless.

The guards of the banquet were not far away, but there was no way for these knights to stand in front of the lotus before it fell on him.

And Camilla, who had the strength to save him, was standing aside with a smile on her face while holding the black cat, and the city lord Michael was holding the railing with both hands, and she didn't mean to make a move.

The faces of the guests showed shocked and panicked expressions, and a large space was vacated directly behind Cyril, and no one dared to believe that such a scene would appear on the mid-year party of the Aden Chamber of Commerce.

If Cyril is dead, how will it end today?

This thought flashed through the minds of countless people at the same time, an unimaginable result.

At this moment, a footprint in a shiny black leather shoe landed on Cyril's buttocks, and Cyril, who was stunned in place, flew out like a cannonball, rubbing his face against the smooth and flat floor a few meters away, and his face stopped.

The speed of the Ice and Fire Lotus suddenly dropped by a few points, and then exploded behind Cyril's side.

The sumptuous red-green robe turned into a cloud of crumbs, revealing a gray-black ass and a somewhat ashamed wail.

"Young Master Cyril, there are some requests that can't be made to children casually, my Amy is so well-behaved, you say let her beat you, then she will definitely not refuse, you will teach bad children like this." McGonagall withdrew her side kick foot, reached out to Amy to block the picture of her spicy eyes, looked at Cyril who was wrapped tightly around the tablecloth that the guards had draped over him, shook her head and said: "Moreover, a person's upbringing is not determined by class and wealth, just like you who are full of trash talk and casually evaluate a group of people with scum, but you jump because of a bad word from a child, and your upbringing is really amazing." ”

"I will donate one-tenth of the proceeds from the ice cream shop to Teacher Luna's foundation, and what she does is true upbringing." McGonagall's gaze swept over the audience and said calmly.

"I'm also going to donate one-tenth of the income from the Elite clothing store to Teacher Luna's foundation as a special fund for children's clothes." Just then, Gloria stepped forward and looked at McGonagall and said aloud.