The white sea foam hits the black reef, and on the other side of the sea there is the outline of a ferry, and behind the outline is the shadow of the island, on the horizon is the shadow of the island, on the island is the mountain, beyond the mountain is the sea, and overseas is the mountain.

A faint ray of light shone on the brown-black conference table, and the sound of waves quietly entered the silent conference room.

Only the figures sitting around the table, their faces in shadow.

Jingle bells.

"It seems that the people have arrived, so I declare that this year's annual meeting of the Board of Trustees has officially begun."

Ange sat down in a comfortable and lazy position, picked up the brass bell placed in front of him, and shook it, "Let us ask Monsieur Pompeii of the Gattuso family to be the first to speak." ”

There was a dead silence in the room, no one spoke or rattled.

"Ange, I don't mind hearing your jokes before the meeting starts, but please take it seriously if the meeting has already started."

The man who rattled the bell sat on Ange's left hand side and was a middle-aged man on crutches.

Dressed in a crisp black suit with a crimson handkerchief in his jacket pocket, he was the director of the school representing the Gattuso family.

He looked too old to tell his age, but in fact he was only in his forties.

However, it is not Pompeii Gattuso in Angers' mouth, but the acting school director, Frost Gattuso, and everyone can hear the yin and yang weirdness in Angers's words.

"yes, it's not funny."

With a warm smile on his face, Ange looked at Frost and said, "But didn't you joke with me and my students first?" Shut my students out and 'wait for the fall', do you think it's funny? ”

After three seconds, someone rattled the bell.

"The rules are true, and the school board meetings are not allowed to be attended by unrelated people, and they are not deliberately aimed at anyone, and you should know that."

The person who spoke was another female school trustee sitting next to Elizabeth.

If Jiang Shouyun saw her at this moment, he would definitely retract his stereotype.

Because, Elizabeth is not the youngest among the school trustees, and the female school trustee sitting next to Lisa looks only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Her long pale blonde hair is coiled on top of her head, and her makeup and outfits are a little deliberately trying to make her look more mature, but her little face with a little baby fat is very tender no matter how you look at it, like a delicate porcelain doll.

No matter how serious her expression was, she didn't look like a supreme power.

Compared with the others present, she was obviously more impatient, and she was the first to break the silence and depression.

But when she spoke, she realized that she had lost her words, for Ange looked behind her with a smile, which made the girl's immature face a little rosy, and looked apologetically at the figure behind her.

And the white-gloved butler behind her was just silent in her shadow.

Obviously, he is also in the category of "irrelevant personnel" in the girl's mouth, but everyone here knows the symbol of him standing behind the girl.

"It was our mutual decision to keep the S-Class waiting outside for the time being, and Ange's wording was even more inappropriate compared to it." An old man with a bead of red sandalwood shook the bell, "He is not 'yours', but belongs to the secret party." ”

In the dim candlelight, his eyes were barely visible.

The sunken eye sockets seemed to hide a dry well, and the whispering of words made him a little weird.

"It's a familiar feeling." Ange's smile was slightly cold, "Before the meeting really started, was there already a rush to fight for the ownership of the 'weapon'?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire conference room fell into silence again, and the atmosphere seemed to become much more depressing.

The meeting has just begun, or it has not yet begun.

The atmosphere in the entire conference room has become tense.

Even Elizabeth seemed to glance at Ange with some surprise, obviously not expecting him to be so aggressive at the beginning of the day.

Lisa's impression of Ange was that although he was sometimes too out-of-the-box, most of the time he was a model of an old-school gentleman.

As usual, Ange would have given a speech of the right length to summarize the contributions of the Secret Party to the cause of dragon slaying, and how many steps the half-bloods have taken towards the ultimate goal of ending the Dragon Age.

Then the school trustees opened a bottle of champagne and began to praise, and Ange said with a smug look of humility that it was nothing more than that.

After all these things are done, the exchange of benefits begins.

Whether it is secretly poking at the yin and yang weirdness, or smiling and blowing each other, or even the former is over to the latter, it is a very normal thing.

But today's meeting did not have these cumbersome and cumbersome processes, and even Ange sat down and opened his mouth and fired directly at them.

"Is the smell of gunpowder so strong today?"

Another man, who was about thirty or forty years old, shook the bell, raised his hand and said, "Is it a scolding war or a fight, I don't like to quarrel, can I leave the table early?" Today's 200km cycling goal is not yet complete. ”

He wears a bright yellow tracksuit and has a bicycle helmet at hand.

Apparently as he said, he came to the meeting on his bicycle.

"Why did you escalate the topic to such a serious point in the first place, and maybe I should also say a not-so-funny joke to lighten the mood?"

Elisabeth Laurent, who accompanied Ange to the hotel, also sat at the table and picked up the brass bell and shook it.

The other school trustees cast their eyes on the new school manager, who was in solidarity with Angers.

In the dim light of the candlelight, her face, which was hidden by a black veil, loomed, but it was more mysterious than the outside.

Compared with Elizabeth at this time, another female school director, who was also young, was obviously more immature in front of her.

It was not the young girl who had ever sat in this position, but a gentleman of the same age as the two old men in the school board.

It's just a pity that an accident took his life directly, and now it seems that his successor is a younger girl, but it seems to be more mature than her age.

As the Laurent family spokesperson on the school board after Frost, she seems to be more biased towards Angers than her father.

This discovery made the old man with the red sandalwood beads look a little melancholy, and he felt that the members of the school board had begun to change before he knew it.

"Anyway, we're not here to quarrel today, let's announce the topic of this meeting first." The old man muttered something similar to a Buddhist scripture, and temporarily interrupted the noise in a deep voice.

As for the initiator who was the first to stir up the anger, he sat there like a nobody.

Ange lowered his head and cut his cigar without looking at Frost, and Frost did not look at him with a blank face.

It's not a matter of once or twice that the two have a dispute at the meeting, this time it's just a little more purposeful and aggressive.

Frost placed a voice recorder on the table and said, "Before we begin, I'd like to ask you to listen to a recording. ”

When everyone looked at him, the switch of the voice recorder was pressed.

It shows the process of an auction not long ago in the Far Greenland Sea.

All kinds of crumbling and exclamations were chaotic all over the floor, and it was only at last that the deafening roar was distorted, and the recording came to an abrupt end.

Everyone's expressions were so calm, as if they already knew the process of this matter.

However, when they heard the voice that opened the price increase of more than a billion or even billions, the brows of Elizabeth and the other female school director couldn't help jumping.

"This is an audio recording of an Executive Department mission that took place in the Greenland Sea a month ago, and the experience of a 'special' professor and three students of the Academy while completing the mission."

Frost sat back in his place and spoke, "A gathering of suspected illegal trade in alchemical items, organized by an unidentified organizer, attended by a mixed group of guests, trying to pick up the leakage of hybrids, business tycoons, capitalists, and half-breed forces from all over the world. ”

"I heard gunshots and explosions in the recording."

The man in the tracksuit touched his mountain bike helmet and asked, "Are there any casualties among those half-breed forces at the scene?" ”

They only have a rough idea of what happened, but the details are still unclear.

Those who participated in the auction were mixed, and if they were not handled properly, they could cause some trouble, after all, there were some people with backgrounds inside, and their power was not much weaker than that of the secret party.

In particular, China's old things left over from the Manchu Qing Dynasty have some heritage, and it is only because of tradition and domestic reasons that it has never been easy to expand its influence abroad.

But if someone harms their common interests, it is easy to touch their unusually sensitive nerves, and in a short time twist into a rope and turn the tip of the knife together.

Their grandparents had already suffered a lot in this regard, so they didn't usually set foot in that area easily.

"Luckily, the one you locked up outside was at the site of the mission."

Ange lit a cigar, looked up at the alarm clock and said vaguely: "He is the one who led the task team, with a first-year student, a second-year student, and a waste wood that has been extended for two years, and completed that mission very well, completely annihilating all the organizers and garrisons on the scene, and all the hostages on the scene had almost no casualties." ”

With that, he looked at Frost and faintly spat out the smoke from his mouth: "So what? Recovering alchemy items into the ice cellar is one of the responsibilities of the academy, right? Do you want to claim the reimbursement bill I submitted? ”

"While I do want to curb your perverse style to some extent, you should know that the problem I'm about is not this inconsequential matter." Frost rattled the bell and said with a blank face.

Ange looked at him with a smile and did not speak, with an expression that did not understand him at all, and looked like a cheeky old rascal.

"The potion 'Forbidden Fruit Type I' that can activate the bloodline in the body, briefly cross the critical blood limit and still retain human sanity?"

The old man's tone became a little low: "Since there is type I, does it mean that there are type II and type III?" ”

"They have mastered the technology of making Deadpool and controlling Deadpool, will they master it...... Lineage reforge technology? ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene became a little quiet.

Clearly, everyone here, including the youngest female school director, understands the importance of bloodline reforging techniques.

If the steam engine was an invention that changed the world and the future, then the proven pedigree recasting technology was far more than the steam engine for them.

It can be said that they have the hope of breaking through the limits of humanity to the top, and can even become the cornerstone of the forces behind them to forge a grand dynasty.

No half-breed force could remain calm in the face of mature bloodline reforging technology, and perhaps the half-bloods of their forces participated in the auction on that ship.

"Did you leave any samples behind?" The old man with the red sandalwood beads asked out loud.

He seemed more anxious than anyone else in the room.

Especially after seeing Elizabeth, the young school director, he felt the fear brought to him by the imminent death even more.

"It's a pity." Ange spread his hands and smiled, "No." ”

"It was The One you called that destroyed all the samples during the mission." Frost said with a cold face, "I need you to give a reasonable explanation. ”

"Explain?"

Ange put his finger between his cigar and exhaled the smoke, and smiled: "Hey, he's only 18 years old, a young man who just got his driver's license not long ago, and the only experience of driving before that was in an amusement park bumper car." ”

"If you are a beginner on the road, you still have to crash, even if I have a driver's license, I will always crash, right? That's why I always have a new car in my garage, either an Aston Martin or a Maserati. ”

In the same way, although he is a good young man, it is completely understandable that he is a little impulsive on his first mission, isn't it? The first time I drove a car, I crashed a ......."

"Ange!" Before Ange could finish his sentence, the old man with the string of beads interrupted him with some dissatisfaction.

Ange smiled and raised his hand, lazily said, "The One is always different, and it's understandable to do something deviant." ”

"Deviant young people certainly don't deserve our attention." Frost sneered and glanced at the rest of the table, "But an eighteen-year-old man with unknown power and a rebellion that doesn't listen to orders is worth discussing his safety." ”

With that, he took out a remote control and pressed it, and a screen slowly lowered from the tail of the long table.

The screen lights up, and the first thing that shows is a magnified and clearly processed photo, which is a figure shrouded in wind and snow.

The red golden eyes swayed and floated in the mist, and the knife that was swung out of his hand violently crushed the glacier under his feet into powder, and the broken ice that burst out was as gorgeous as a flower in the snow and mist, like a picture scroll that was enough to make people feel terrified.

Although the video is very blurry, the impact is still strong.

Frost paused the video, everyone retracted their gaze, and their originally indifferent expressions became solemn.

They hadn't seen the other party's actual shot, and they didn't expect that young man to be able to do it to this extent.

"If I remember correctly, you said he was only 18 years old." Frost shook the rattle bell and looked straight into Ange's eyes, "A sword-wielding child, how can you be sure he can control his power?" ”

(End of chapter)