There are two kinds of people in the world, one is the person who can treat everything calmly, and the other is the person who will become hurried, panicked, and hysterical after encountering something.

In Zhuang Mingge's view, whether it is Rafais or the student president, they are the first kind of people.

Whether it's confident, or something else, when it comes to big things, the two of them won't show a little flaw.

Even though he was reprimanded by Rafais in harsh terms, the student president's face still didn't have anything, and he stood there quietly, as if Rafais's duties were all clouds in the sky, and he was vulnerable.

Warfit Vincent, unwavering.

Several teachers looked at each other, and they all saw surprise, surprise, and surprise in each other's eyes.

"Rafais-s, do you have any concrete evidence to accuse Warfield of abusing his power?" Sultan Uris, the head of education, coughed and asked lightly.

Among the four teachers with prominent status, his status is not the highest, but it is not the lowest, and his position determines that he is the most suitable to ask questions and preside over this matter.

"You have to understand what you're going to do if your charges don't work. ”

Rafis said unmoved: "Yes, Director Sudan, I understand. ”

"Very well, show your evidence, evidence that Warfitt misused his power. ”

Rafis smiled confidently, turned to look at the Warfield student council president beside him, and stretched out his finger to point forward, "The evidence is now in the hands of the Warfield student council, but before that, let the student council president tell me the specific reason why you ordered our alliance to be disbanded within seven days." ”

Dean Sultan looked displeased, "Rafais, I need concrete evidence. ”

"Please be patient, Director Sultan, the evidence will be available soon, Lord Warfitt Student Chief, are you really not going to say, the specific reason why you let us contact the Half-Blood Alliance within seven days. "Rafis is aggressive.

Warfield stood still, unmoved, as if he was wandering into the world, and Rafis didn't seem to listen to a word of what he said, as if he was remembering something, his eyes scattered.

-- That was the same day.

-- How long has it been since then, three years, or three and a half years?

Ahem...... A cough from the high platform interrupted Warfit's memory, and his brow furrowed slightly, smoothing out his wrinkles imperceptibly, and he looked up to meet the gaze of Dean Sultan Uris.

"Explain, Warfitt. ”

"Explain, explain what?" a sneer appeared on the corner of Warfit's mouth, "We have received a report from the insiders of the Alliance, this so-called half-blood alliance will be under the guise of condensing half-bloods, and then research dangerous and evil magic, such a dangerous society, naturally let them disband." ”

"It's ridiculous. Rafis said with a cold face: "President Warfitt Students, all this is your subjective opinion, just your prejudice against the Half-Blood Alliance......"

So far, things have been going very well.

"Strange. Sion's voice echoed in Zhuang Mingge's mind again, "Something is abnormal. ”

Zhuang Mingge glanced at him strangely, "What's the matter, why do you say that." ”

"Don't you think things are going very well?"

Zhuang Mingge nodded, "It's really going well, so what's the matter, is there anything strange?"

"No, probably because I'm too careful, I always have a very bad premonition, things are going too well, there is a feeling of unreality, as if the student council president deliberately jumped into Rafize's pit and used his wrist to ...... It shouldn't be. ”

"What a theory is this. Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but complain, "Do you think that all bosses should have a lot of means, and then the brave people who challenge him must die for a lifetime, do everything, put them to death and come back to life, courage, strength, plus a little luck, by the way, after experiencing a scarred battle, they were pushed down, are you playing the brave game?"

"No, it's just a bad premonition, probably because I'm too careful?"

"So you say, what's wrong. Zhuang Mingge asked helplessly.

"I can't say, it's just that it feels too smooth, it's too normal. Theon rubbed his temples in annoyance, smiling bitterly, his left hand unconsciously tapping on his thigh, as if thinking about something.

Zhuang Mingge sighed, decided to end such a conversation, and set his eyes on the circular square again.

After chatting with Sion for a few words, although he missed a lot of pictures, he didn't miss the key part, and in Raphais's aggressiveness, the rising momentum, the student council president, Warfit, finally asked Sagawa Matake to bring him up.

His presence undoubtedly pushed things to a climax.

Sagawa Matake is the key to everything.

He is an undercover agent sent by the Student Council to the Half-Blood Alliance, and his true identity is known to passers-by within the Half-Blood Alliance, but no one can deny that he was once a member of the Half-Blood Alliance.

His testimony will be the difference between victory and defeat.

The future of the Half-Blood League, which dominates the Half-Blood League, will collapse and dissolve, or will the conspiracy of the student union break down, and Warfield will be forced to resign due to the scandal of misusing his power and framing others.

When the Japanese student arrived at the circular square escorted by several members of the executive department of the student union, the atmosphere in the auditorium instantly rose, and the eyes of countless people fell on him, either sharp, or contemptuous, or angry, or profound...... All kinds of different gazes are like sharp blades.

Sagawa Matake lowered his head, and no one could see his expression clearly.

His clothes were unwrinkled, clean, and from this point of view, he did not seem to have suffered in confinement, his muscles bulged, and he walked without the slightest hesitation or messiness.

As if he had made careful preparations, he rushed to the battlefield with a fearless momentum in his firm steps.

"Sagawa Matake, right?"

Sultan Ulris's gaze fell on the key witness, and his gloomy gaze was devoid of any emotion, as if it were a pool of deep water, and the depth could not be seen.

"You're a member of the Half-Blood Alliance?"

"Yes, Director Sultan Uris, I am a member of the Half-Blood Alliance, and I am proud and proud of it. Sagawa Masatake finally raised his head, his expression resolute and sincere, like a revolutionary soldier who had gone through the baptism of war.

Hiss......

Suddenly, Zhuang Mingge heard Siang beside him gasp, and before he could understand anything, a wry smile appeared on Siang's face, and at the same time, his voice echoed in Zhuang Mingge's mind again.

"I see, worthy of the Sith, I have seen that he is very talented in this area before, but I didn't expect his scheming to be so deep. ”

Zhuang Mingge was slightly stunned, "What are you talking about?"

"It's a trap, a trap designed to tempt the student council president to jump into. ”

"So, I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

Zhuang Mingge was now confused, and Theon's sudden change made him realize that things didn't seem to be as simple as they seemed, and the originally somewhat clear facts were suddenly covered with a thick layer of fog.

I can't see anything clearly.

The interrogation continues.

"Sagawa Matake, you are a member of the Alliance, and you reported to the Student Council the fact that the Half-Blood Alliance is actually using Half-Breeds to study evil and dangerous magic on the grounds of recruiting half-breeds and condensing them, right?"

The Sultan asked cautiously.

Sagawa Matake's gaze slowly fell on Rafais's body, and he said firmly: "No, it's a lie!"

For a while, the whole hall was in an uproar, from the silence to the state of hearing the drop of the needle in an instant, like a volcanic eruption, the noise broke through the auditorium in an instant, and almost the clouds in the sky were torn apart.

If he hadn't been prepared, Zhuang Mingge almost thought that his ears would be shocked into deafness in an instant.

Boom!

There was another muffled sound, but it strangely overshadowed the huge wave that almost toppled the top of the auditorium, sweeping every corner of the auditorium, like flowing water, where the muffled sound swept by, all the sounds disappeared in an instant.

For a while, the surrounding area was suddenly quiet and the needle drop could be heard.

That's the power of magic.

Zhuang Mingge didn't have time to marvel at the power of this magic, his mind was full of astonishment and disbelief.

He stared at Sagawa Matake, but his mind recalled what Sion had just said.

"We were tricked, Ming Ge, I saw that he was very talented in this area before, but I didn't expect his scheming to be so deep. ”

"It's a trap, a trap designed to tempt the student council president to jump into. ”

In the circular square, Sagawa Matake's speech continued.

He said with a resolute expression: "I am a member of the Half-Blood Alliance, and I am proud of it, even proud, our Half-Blood Alliance is upright and upright, how can we study evil and dangerous magic, this is a slander, this is a slander against our Half-Blood Alliance." ”

As he spoke, he excitedly pointed to the student council president, Warfield Vincent said: "The student council president arrested me on trumped-up charges and asked me to give false testimony, I was unwilling, but I was severely tortured by the student council, they locked me in a confinement room, and committed heinous acts, and my body and mind were extremely bright." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly grabbed the collar and tore it hard, snorting, and the intact shirt was torn in an instant, and under the clean white round neck short sleeves, there was not a piece of intact skin.

Wounds cut by a knife, skin burned by fire, marks from claws, holes pierced by needles...... As if having experienced a punishment that only existed in the old society, Sagawa Matake is already a scarred warrior.

Zhuang Mingge's pupils contracted several times in a row, and finally suddenly.

Everything is a calculated thing, and Sagawa Masatake was not a member of the student council from the beginning.

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