"What's that?"

The cane-wielding steward asked, but his gaze, like the other stewards, remained fixed on the silver-white skeleton behind the boy.

It was a dragon skeleton - for every dragon hybrid, there was no need to study Dragon Biology, and the first sight of the cross-shaped skeleton, which was clearly different from human skeletons, could not help but feel a sense of surrender in the depths of the bloodline.

This is also where the fatigue of the half-blood in front of the pure-blooded dragons lies, and the pressure of the dragon bloodline from the depths of the bloodline can make the half-bloods with low blood not even have the courage to stand up and face it.

"Dragonbone Cross, the only evidence that a corpse was left in the world after the dragons were completely dead—without leaving a resurrected egg."

"On November 28, at 15:36 p.m. Tokyo time, an image was captured in Tokyo's Shinjuku district shortly after the Elemental Turbulence ended. Although the Gattuso family doesn't have much property in Japan, they do have a few companies to invest in."

"So this video has not been saved by the Japanese public security organs, and it has not been deleted by the intervention of the Japanese intelligent system 'Kaguya-hime,' which is the only valuable information of the secret party on the day of the elemental turbulence in Tokyo on November 28." Frost said, glancing blankly at Ange beside him.

Ange raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the figure on the screen who was falling rapidly in the air, and the look on his face was also a little surprised.

There is no need to match the iris with any appearance, the figure carrying the keel cross is indeed Lu Mingfei.

"It seems that our headmaster Angers is not very aware of what his beloved students are doing in Japan."

"But it seems like it should be a good thing. My beloved S-Class may have slaughtered a pure-blooded dragon in Japan."

The corners of Ange's mouth curled, and in the face of Fross's questioning tone, he only overshadowed it with a light stroke.

"The awakening of dragons that can cause elemental turbulence is at least the first generation, if you think your student can single-handedly kill a first-generation ......

Frost's face was calm, "Then the issue of this council will be elevated from betrayal of the Esoteric Party to high-risk unknown blood hybrids - maybe even the dangers of introducing dragons into the Kassel Academy."

The Lady of Laurent rang the brass bell:

"Your description is a bit too serious, I spent a short time with him on the way here, and he can't be a dragon."

Trustee Charlotte also rang the brass bell:

"If he's a dragon, he shouldn't kill his own kind."

"Ladies and gentlemen, no one has ever said that the dragons are united and harmonious. Those beings can also incarnate as human beings and lurk in human society, just like the 'Whip of God, Attila.'" Frost responded to the questions of the two young girls in a deep voice.

The hand of the middle-aged school director who originally wanted to ring the bell was put down, Frost was right, the dragon race is an extremely violent existence, if it is a human being, the race is on the verge of the end, and everyone will definitely help each other to get through the difficulties;

But the logic pursued by dragons is very different from that of humans, and the killing gene is deeply rooted in their blood, and they destroy all the weak, whether they are of the same race or not.

Only forces stronger than them can suppress them. ….

"Of course, all of this is just my speculation. If Principal Ange discovers him, or Lu Mingfei himself comes forward to explain the truth, I think it may be possible to clear up a little misunderstanding."

All the school directors' eyes were focused on Ange, but the other only took a deep puff of the cigar and poured the intense nicotine and smoke into his lungs.

It was only after feeling the intense stimulation that he faintly exhaled the smoke, and his old and handsome face became misty in the white mist and darkness.

"The origin of this S-Class student is also a mystery, the Executive Department files show that his parents are S-Class members of the Secret Party, but no one in this room has ever seen these two excellent members except Ange - Lu Lincheng and Jovini."

"If you can't give us a satisfactory answer and explanation, then your dictatorship at the Kassel Academy may be coming to an end. Let. Ange."

Frost reminded aloud.

"So you're trying to have a King Soloon-style ruling decided by the school board? Pull me down from where I was sitting?"

Ange spoke softly.

"I made it clear, Ange. My conclusions are just speculation, and you can disprove me with facts and explanations."

"I have nothing to say about that."

Ange bit his cigar, "There are only two explanations I can give you. One, he is my student, very safe, and a good partner of justice to protect humanity; Second, he can follow me to complete the great cause of the secret party and bury all the dragons."

"I don't know what he did in Japan, but at best, he slaughtered at least one lizard."

"Do you rely on other dragons?" Frost glanced at him coldly, "In the dark ages of the past, the predecessors of the secret party used knives and corpses to send dragons back to the grave, and you are dishonoring them by doing this."

"Frost, I have more say in this than you do, and I don't need you to remind me."

Ange's voice and momentum have changed, if he had been an elegant old gentleman just now, now he is like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.

The school board fell silent for a while.

There is no one who is unaware of the "Mourning of Summer", and even the youngest Chancellor Charlotte has read Hilbert. Let. Information from Angers.

This is a legendary figure, the only survivor of the suspected existence of the Dragon King with the other legends. Since then, he has devoted himself to the cause of dragon slaying, and at the age of more than 130, he is still fighting on the front line of the dragon clan when the half-breeds of his age are all on ventilators.

After entering the academy era, the school board elected Ange as the president of the Kassel Academy because of his burning fire of revenge, and they still cannot replace him, and they cannot find a suitable person to replace him.

So no one will question the possibility that Ange will cooperate with the dragons.

"So how do we be sure this student is safe? If it's a lion, it's at least under the control of the secret party."

The school manager, whose beads were twisted in the shape of an elderly monk, rang the bell for the first time to speak.

For those of them who are in high positions and hold great power, safety and control are the most important thing. ….

Just like humans can raise a cat and pamper it like family, but when they see a lion in the wild, they will not hesitate to take out their shotguns.

As a feline, humans always praise the cuteness of cats, selectively forgetting that they are vigorous predators like lions.

The lion's mistake is that it is too powerful, and if the cat has the size of a lion, humans will pull out a shotgun for them.

Even if the lion may be tamed by them and used by them, humans will always turn their guns on him.

"I don't think that's a good idea, if you can see him for yourself, you can see what a great boy he is."

Ange had a proud smile on his face, "You can come in, Mingfei."

Frost's face changed slightly, and his thin fingers tapped the table twice.

The door to the room was silently pushed open, and the bright white light outside the corridor reflected a figure walking through the door.

He is dressed in a black executive style trench coat and a combat jacket underneath, but it is painted with delicate symbols and marks with unique artistic charm, all of which are represented by bright red wings of blood droplets and tearful red hearts, with twists and turns like vines;

The boy who had crossed the age of sixteen at the Kassel Academy appeared in front of the eyes of the European Half-Breed Supreme Presbyterian Church as a warrior - this was the first impression that Lu Mingfei gave them, he exuded a noble warrior temperament from the inside out, just like the Leonidas king of Sparta, a descendant of Hercules, destined to become a heroic great warrior.

It's hard to imagine this temperament in a seventeen-year-old boy.

His handsome face carried a kind of serene calm and suddenness, this emotion

It even infected the school directors here, and they even had the illusion that the awakening of the dragon clan was not a big deal, just like the passers-by who encountered a terrifying monster in the comics knew the sense of security born from the appearance of the shining protagonist when they saw the appearance of the shining protagonist.

"Cool!"

The director of the school, Charlotte, couldn't help but speak softly the moment she looked at the boy, and her pretty face was dyed with a surging red glow.

The face that was similar to himself had long since faded all childishness, and all that remained was firmness and unyieldingness.

If they had met on the street, she might have asked the driver to stop and get out of the car to invite the boy to a steaming cup of cocoa on the snow-soaked street, and to feel the beauty of love at first sight in the season of a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Miss, be reserved."

The butler behind her tapped her shoulder in time and reminded her softly.

Charlotte straightened up with some embarrassment, and her face tensed to restore the majesty of the school director.

Yin Lisabeth couldn't help but slightly raise her good-looking eyebrows, the other party didn't show that kind of temperament when they met before, and when they first saw him, the other party was kneeling on one knee, as if he was praying to some ethereal god.

But after the sense of security, there is also a strong sense of tearing for the other four male school managers.

They couldn't help but glance at the information about Lu Mingfei on the table again—compared to the decadent, cowardly, and frustrated child in junior high school, the two didn't look like the same person at all.

This is that S-class Lu Mingfei?

Lu Mingfei glanced around the people in the room, and didn't pay much attention to the rest of them, except for nodding their heads to Yin Lisabeth, Charlotte, and the middle-aged school manager in sportswear, out of politeness.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Ange said with a smile, with a deliberate smack in his sentence.

"Hmm."

Lu Mingfei just responded.

He did sit quietly at the doordoor for a moment—under the hostile gaze of some warning in the dark.

If at the beginning, he also tried to simulate the scene as a transaction cooperation meeting between the Weepers and the Planetary Governor/Mechist, so that he could lower his status and negotiate with these school directors in a relatively peaceful way;

Now he is considering whether to show the nature of the champion warrior, and directly flip the table to deter by force.

96.

White Chapel