Director Frost's face was not pretty.

It was the first time that a student of the Kassel Academy had attended the supreme meeting of the Board of Trustees, and everyone sitting here had the power to change the economic situation in the world with a single gesture, and the boy should have come with his loyalty and awe.

As a result, because of the disgusting "you" word made by the old fellow Ange, the child's position was reversed, as if the emperor was inspecting his subjects and the general was inspecting his own legions.

But it's not just because of this honorific, the temperament and pressure on Lu Mingfei's body made everyone feel a kind of pressure.

Pressure from blood.

"I would like to give you a brief introduction to what is not in the information. Lu Mingfei, who had been under the guardianship of the college before entering the school, took action to solve a dangerous mixed-race case that occurred in China in May this year, and was recruited by the college ahead of schedule."

"The 3E exam proved his S-class lineage with perfect results, and he also established his own club, although he didn't take a single combat class, but the incident at Sacred Heart Maria Hospital in Chicago and the night raid on the Chicago road showed that he didn't need this training at all."

"He was a born warrior, born to slay dragons."

With a proud smile on his face, Ange motioned for Lu Mingfei to take a seat.

But Lu Mingfei shook his head and refused:

"I'm carrying something. Ask if you have anything to ask, but I won't answer them all."

Only then did the school trustees notice the small piece of object that was tightly wrapped in red velvet silk that emerged from behind Lu Mingfei - it should be a sword?

The LCD screen freezes the boy falling into a hospital, with the sword in his right hand acting as a cushioning device.

It's as inappropriate as an employee at a Fortune 500 company's year-end meeting with a stereo and "TheCaroloftheOldOnes" played, except that the former is polluting the ears of the company's employees, while the latter has the potential to endanger the lives of school managers.

In the position of school trustees, power and wealth have to be turned into life-saving carapaces to be useful - although their families have a backup plan in case the head of the family dies suddenly, a sudden and huge accident will still cause their family to be in chaos for a short time.

And during this time, the other vampire families in the world will not miss the opportunity to take a big bite on them, and the losses during this period are immeasurable.

Frost noticed this too, and he tapped his fingers on the tabletop and glared at Ange with a cold gaze.

Ange ignored it directly, he smiled and pressed the cigar in his hand on the table:

"One of your avid fans who photographed you in action that you didn't know about in Japan, can you tell us what happened to your recently concluded trip to Japan?"

"There's not much to say. An alien has been awakened, and I killed it."

Lu Mingfei replied calmly, but that was all.

He couldn't explain everything about the Japanese Night Eclipse, and he didn't want to reveal much until he fully understood it.

Especially after determining that the Nibelungen could connect with that war-torn universe, he became more cautious in his actions.

If you can make a connection, you can also have a connection with the Supreme Heaven, and there are not only great emperors in the High Heaven. ….

He didn't want to drag this wonderful hometown into that desperate universe.

"Oh!" Ange couldn't help but applaud softly, "Friendly reminder, my students like to use the word 'aliens' to refer to dragons."

Listening to the lightly written words, a storm rose in the hearts of the school directors, the war between the half-breed and the dragon clan is not a child's play, in the era when hot weapons were not popular, the half-breed paid a heavy price for every war to kill the dragons, countless ancestors took the sword with blood and courage to fight those monsters, and dragged the dragons back to the grave with countless corpses.

Whether it's the secret party in Europe or the orthodox family in Asia.

"And what is your identity?"

After a long silence, the middle-aged school director rang the copper bell in front of him.

"One

Astarte Monk who protects humanity, Champion Warrior of the Weeping Warband, Angel of Death of the Emperor, Blessed Warrior of the Emperor, Son of the Genetic Prototype Holy Celes, Slayer of the Tyranid Swarm, Executor of the Chaos Traitor, Purifier of Space Necromancy of Sosbian, Final Winner of the Queen of Blades Alien Race, Guardian of Humanity, Katos. The heroic soul inheritor of Huggins. Now he is the leader of the Weeping Angels Warband in Earth's hometown, the purifier of the dragon aliens, and the slaughterer of filth and desecration heresy, Lu Mingfei."

……

The flickering flames of the two rows of candlesticks on the long table illuminated the strange faces of the school trustees, and the conference room fell silent again, except for a slight sigh from Ange:

"It's getting longer again?"

After a while, Frost broke the silence with a soft cough:

"Class 2007 S-Class Student Lu Mingfei, please identify yourself positively."

"I don't want to repeat it a second time."

Lu Mingfei frowned, this guy should be that Frost. Gattuso?

Outside the door, he heard the voice all the time.

"Can you tell me a little bit about the dragon you killed...... How many generations are it? Three generations? Or is it a secondary species? To be honest, we can't analyze it when we just look at the state of the keel with the naked eye."

The monk school director rang the brass bell with a solemn expression.

「…… It's a sub-generation."

Lu Mingfei wanted to say that it was a third-generation species, but considering that the aliens of that generation might not be able to condense a keel cross of this purity, he changed his name to a second-generation species.

There was a slight gasp, and the young Principal Charlotte couldn't help but be moved, for a young trustee like her, who had only read the history of dragon slaying in the family record books, the living "Dragon Slaying Hero" appeared in front of her eyes.

"And how did you kill it?"

The monk didn't ring the bell and asked, and his tone became a little hurried.

"Loyalty and faith to the Emperor, his unyielding will, and the blade of his sword. It's a pity I didn't bring a blaster."

Lu Mingfei replied.

It was the same kind of answer, but the school director did not pursue the question, leaning back against the seat, and his face was not illuminated by the candlelight.

Can you single-handedly kill the next generation of S-class freshmen? It's incredible.

No one questioned this, and the frozen picture on the screen, the keel cross behind the boy was the best ironclad proof.

"Then why didn't the Japanese branch give the headquarters any written report on the matter? Not even a word was mentioned." ….

"And the day after you arrived in Japan, your bounty was briefly popped up on the hunter's website, and your head is still worth thirty-five million dollars. There's a lot to explain about your actions in Japan – did you have a certain cooperation with the Japanese branch behind your back?"

"Although the Japanese branch has a high degree of autonomy in the regulations, your status does not allow you to engage in such cooperation, otherwise it will be tantamount to betrayal."

Frost asked in a deep voice.

Lu Mingfei's gaze swept over coldly, and a layer of misty golden mist stained his childlike eyes.

His indifferent voice spread throughout the conference room, and the temperature seemed to drop a few points as a result:

"You're more annoying than I thought."

Frost's blood pressure rose a little, and his face was tense and ugly.

This S-class student is in some ways more arrogant and difficult than Angers!

But now the other party does have this kind of arrogant strength, single-handedly killing a sub-breeder...... Even if this level of achievement is placed in the history of dragon slaying in the secret party, it belongs to the level that can write epic stories and leave them in history.

In comparison, Lu Mingfei's suspicion of "betraying the secret party" is insignificant.

With a thick smile on his lips, Ange lowered his head and cut a new cigar.

"I don't want to waste time, so let's open the skylight and talk to it."

Lu Mingfei glanced at everyone, the golden light in his eyes became more and more blazing, and he couldn't tell that it was the excitement of the dragon bloodline in his body

It may be the holy brilliance of the emperor, but it does put significant pressure on the school board.

"The relationship we have now is simple. I am not an instrument that you use to consolidate your right to rule, and do not think of imposing any so-called tasks and responsibilities on me."

"As the Emperor's Angel of Death, I will uphold the Emperor's will to cleanse this planet of all aliens and heretics with evil intentions, and protect humanity; If you who hold power and wealth will support me, then provide it; If you want to get in my way, then I will purify it as a heresy."

"I read the history of the Secret Order in the library before I came, and I greatly admired the pioneers of the Secret Order who gave their blood and courage to kill the aliens; But now I don't see that kind of courage in you, you're just a bunch of fame and fortune leaders - but you still have a use, after all, the warriors fighting on the front lines need someone to provide them with food and weapons."

Lu Mingfei said a long sentence, which was probably the most words he had ever said in addition to telling the emperor's story and prayer vows.

He's probably going to have to fight for a long time in his hometown, and he doesn't want to be held back by someone while he purifies the aliens.

"Am I able to think so...... Are you opting out of the secret party?"

Frost spoke, his blue eyes staring at Lu Mingfei, his old face expressionless, "You'd better think about your next answer."

Yin Lisabeth, Charlotte, the middle-aged school board member and the monk school board member rang the copper bell almost immediately!

"Fellow Frost, watch your words!"

"The Secret Party is not the Gattuso family!"

"He's the strongest force that can face the dragons right now!"

"He's strong enough to take Angers' banner and sword!"

They all spoke at the same time, and for a moment the conference room fell into a brief chaos.

Ange didn't speak, but watched with interest, striking a match and lighting a freshly cut cigar.

"You're still saddled with a $35 million bounty from the underworld, and it's the secret party who is now protecting the family you once stayed with from the killers," Frost still stared at Lu Mingfei, his fingers trembling on the table and tapping lightly, "Your answer may affect their lives."

"Ange's place is not for everyone, only for those who do not have any ties or weaknesses to take his place. You are powerful, but what about your loved ones? What about those friends? What about the relatives of those friends? As far as I know, there is another student from the same city as you, who is very close to you."

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes, and the blazing golden light was like magma flowing in the cracks of a volcano.

"You're a heretic now."

He spoke softly, as if reading Frost's judgment in front of everyone.

96.

White Chapel