Chapter 125 123. School Board Meeting (I)

Italy, Potafino.

Amid the flying fallen leaves, the silver Rolls-Royce sedan rolled up the mountain, drove into the Splendid Hotel, and stopped by the white building close to the cliff.

It was a single-family building with hard white marble outer walls and narrow windows, like a small barrier. The dedicated parking lot was almost full, a Lamborghini, an old-fashioned Jaguar, and an AMG-modified Mercedes-Benz. Surprisingly, like these luxury cars, it occupied a complete parking space, and an orange mountain bike.

The driver bent over and opened the door, covering the upper edge of the door with his hands to prevent the distinguished customer from accidentally hitting his head. A light golden thin-belt high heeled shoe gently touched the ground, and his slender calves had a thrilling beauty.

Unlike the high heels that left a noble lady's impression, the one who came out of the car was a young girl with a delicate face like a sculpture by a famous Greek artist. She looked like a thirty-year-old, and had a look of a European lady in her makeup, covered with a black veil, wearing a waist-pinching skirt, and fur-shouldered shoulders. The slim heels made her walk sway, but there was a squishy queen-like look on her cold face.

"The sixth school manager and the last one, Elizabeth Laurent, 22 years old, her family is one of the largest monopoly consortiums in Europe, engaged in mining and finance. It is said that if the Laurent family is closed for a long time, 80% of the financial transactions in Europe have to be stopped. After her father died of an unfortunate air crash, she had to stop studying at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts to inherit the family business." Not far from the white building, behind the blinds of the hotel suite, Secretary Parcy gently lifted a corner and stared coldly with Caesar at every member who came to attend the meeting.

"So she was so young that she armed herself as a noble lady." Caesar always paid extra attention to the beautiful ladies. "In those shopping malls like battlefields, she probably used this outfit to kill countless opponents to consolidate her home business."

"Indeed, it's a woman with a little bumpy fate," Parsey nodded, "and his hands were stained with the blood of many traitors and profit-seekers."

"Hi! Lisa." Anger came out with big strides and opened his arms to the girl, "You've grown up a little more, I still remember how you looked in your uniform when you were in Eton."

People all think that the world-famous Eton School is a boys' school, but they forget that the current Queen of England is an alumnus of Eton School. This school secretly accepts several girls from the political, business and military circles to join them every year, and never yearns to announce the true identities of these girls.

"Thank you, Angers." Elizabeth hugged him and gave him a greeting. "That's because you haven't seen me for eight years, you're still the same, and time seems to stop on you."

"For an old man, the God of Time will pity him and adjust his time a little slower." Angers stretched out an arm gentlemanly.

Elizabeth took his arm upstairs, and her father, who was old but still handsome, first entered the social circle with her beautiful daughter.

In fact, Anger's position in Elizabeth's heart is equivalent to an old father. After the Laurent family's rulers suddenly died in an air crash, the heirs who fought for power and profit were about to destroy this ancient mixed-race family. Anger quickly intervened in this chaotic situation and helped the real successor Elizabeth stabilize the situation. Therefore, Elizabeth has always been very grateful to the elderly gentleman.

"There is another school manager who has not arrived," said Caesar.

"He has never attended and he doesn't know his name." Pasey expressed regret.

"I spent a huge amount of money in the college every year, but never participated in the school board to fulfill the power I deserved. It's so heroic." When Caesar said this, he never thought that with his extravagant style, in the eyes of ordinary three good girls like Lu Mingfei, he was also a rich man who spent money like this.

"The school directors never invested in Kassel Academy to make money. As the oldest dragon-slaying family in the world, they care about the ultimate mystery of the dragon clan, and the US dollars they paid for it are just a pile of waste paper."

There are many mixed-race species in the world, but it is difficult to have any family that can be called dragon-slaying families. The oldest history of this family can be traced back to the ancient times when the mixed-race species was just born and the dragon race has not yet disappeared. After thousands of years, as elite legions of mixed-race species, they have controlled amazing wealth and have also cultivated countless brave fighters to send all the resurrected dragon races to their graves.

Only this group of people is qualified to call it the real secret party. The Cassel Academy is just an agency under their control. They are the highest class in the mixed race, the real ruler, and Principal Angers is even just the executors they elected, carrying a big axe to open the way for them.

"I really want to know what kind of spirit a person like this holds." Caesar sipped the rum in the glass.

"No one can test their bloodline, of course there is no chance to see their spirits." Pasey bowed slightly, "The school board has always been secretly held and not open to the public, but this year your uncle specially arranged the meeting in the hotel you are most familiar with. In a while, you will have the opportunity to visit the top powerhouses in the mixed-race world."

"Power?" Caesar was talking about these words.

Born equality has always been a joke, especially in the dragon world. Many mixed races have gone to the top in human society, holding a large amount of wealth, status and reputation, and can live a life of debauchery every day. This is the nature of the dragon race and the nature of many human beings. But the enjoyment of those people can only be regarded as a beast-like need in front of top power people. The school directors at the top of the mixed race pursue much higher-level people than that, and are the supreme peak of the world.

The gate of the building slowly closed from the inside out, and four ancient heavy locks were locked at the same time. Perhaps the world's most advanced secret dragon clan meeting is about to be held.

"There are all people here, then I will announce that this year's annual meeting of the school directors has officially begun." Angers sat at the end of the long table and shook the brass bell.

This was originally a place where monks practiced hard in ancient times, so it was surprisingly dark here. Although it was daytime, there were still a row of candlesticks on the long table, and the candlelight illuminated the faces of all the school managers.

There were six school directors in total, one of which had never been absent from the position, and three men and two women were left. Sitting on both sides of Angers were two very old men, too old to tell the age. They were both in a crisp black suit, with crimson handkerchiefs stuffed in the pocket of the shirt, one with a crutch, the other with a big beard and a fierce look on his face, with a tiger back and a bear waist, which reminded people of the Viking pirates in the Nordic legend.

The person who was on the crutch was Frost Gattuso, Caesar Gattuso's uncle. In name, the real person in power in the Gattuso family should be Frost's elder brother Pompeii Gattuso, but the Pompeii people have always seen their heads but never seen their tails, and they flew around the world to sow women. Even the school board did not take things like this. Therefore, the power to participate in the school board was handed over to Frost, and the entire Gattuso family's open affairs were managed by Frost.

The old and strong man like a Viking pirate is respected as the "Dragon Blood Beowulf". As we all know, the blood of the ancient dragon fetus contains severe toxicity. Although it can help the bloodline of the mixed race break through and evolve, the probability is as low as only one in 100,000. This law does not hold true in Beowulf, a family that has been passed down since ancient times.

For thousands of years, the Beowulf family has always been the most determined and bravest and cruel dragon slayer. They adhere to the ancient family motto and feed him a drop of dragon blood crystals every time they give birth to a boy. It is a highly toxic substance. It only takes one second to kill a mixed-race species of young children, but only after surviving the toxic test will the baby be accepted by the family.

After thousands of years of continuous inheritance, this method seems to have condensed into some strange power in the blood of this family. Dragon blood is not a poison to the men of the Beowulf family, but more like a kind of sweet spring. In order to chase a dying dragon, they can ship across the Eurasian continent, just ask to stab the weapon into its heart with their own hands, merge its blood into the family's strong wine, and then drink it all in one go.

Beowulf of this generation is over 150 years old. Their family has a record of more than ten slaughtered species in their hands. The only regret of contemporary Beowulf in his life is that he was unable to face the first generation of Dragon King. When the Kuimen plan, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he failed to catch up.

His Excellency Beowulf was pale and burly, sitting there like a thick limestone tombstone. Under the candlelight, the hands with overlapping beards reflected a faint light, and the surface of his skin was covered with fine white scales. The bloodline of excessive purity had already undergone dragon transformation, but his mind was still very clear and stable, and he had never made any mistakes.

Beowulf was surrounded by a middle-aged man with a bicycle helmet on his hand, wearing a sportswear, and a sturdy face of a warrior-like Qin Warriors. He folded his hands on his face on the table and clasped his thumbs tightly. As the director of a noble school like Kassel College, he actually rode his bicycle to attend the meeting, which was one of his few hobbies. On this table, he was still very young. Although he was older than those two ladies, in front of Beowulf or Frost, he was like a rookie child in a mixed race world.

Chen Hao, a mixed-race family from ancient China, is the current ruler of the Chen family. If Lu Mingfei was sitting here, he would complain about why the names of the previous generation were so violent. Chu Zihang's father was called Chu Tianjiao, thinking that it was already enough for Long Aotian, but Nuonuo's father was called Chen Hao. Isn't it Chen Ritian when he was separated? He is more domineering than Chu's father, and even in terms of seniority, Dad Chu is still inferior to Chen Ritian, because he is Ritian, you are so arrogant...

Opposite Chen Hao was Elizabeth. The school director sitting next to Elizabeth was surprisingly young. He was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. His light blonde hair was tied on his head and a little baby fat face with a serious expression. He looked like an exquisite doll. He looked like a Siberian family. The butler wearing white gloves stood behind her with his head held high and his chest held high.

This is an exception. The school board shouldn't have had extra staff, but the youngest school board is too small, so the school board made an example for her alone.

Christina Alexander, from Russia, is in power in the Alexander family, and the ruler of the Alexander family is unwilling to come forward, so he appointed the little princess of the family to come over to train her reputation. As for the butler beside her, there is no need to worry about that guy. That guy is Christina's exclusive personal butler, and a miniature bomb that guarantees safety on his heart. If one day he is very angry at the princess, or suddenly wants to escape with a secret, then the human girl will explode automatically after being separated by ten meters, and she will not be able to disclose a word of keeping it.

In addition to the mysterious school director who did not attend, these six people are the top leaders in the world of hybrids today. The family behind them has huge power and can crush a small country by relying solely on the economy. If there is any hybrid race that wants to try to cross the line, no party here will let him go. It is a shared responsibility of all hybrid races to guard the secrets of the dragon race.

Frost Gattuso shook the bronze bell in front of him: "Have the Bronze Report been sorted out? I'm eager to know the result." Racing the bell and talking again is a tradition of the school board in case of interruption of each other.

The Bronze Report refers to the entire process of the battle report and its conclusions of the elimination of the King of Bronze and Fire. Since this is the first time that the Dragon King is a twin, the report is divided into two parts: Constantine and Norton.

"It's the stack of paper in front of each of you," Angers said.

All the school directors went through the complicated report at the same time. The content of the report was very detailed and included all the processes. The sound of carefully rummaging for ten minutes, because everyone needed to understand what happened in this great achievement. This was the first time in history that humans completely killed the Dragon King, rather than preventing awakening. Such a major event led to the need for half a year to issue a complete report.

"In history, no Dragon King was confirmed to be dead. We need you to show evidence, Angers." Mr. Beowulf sang the bell. He was the oldest in the audience, even older than Angers, but he was full of energy while speaking and roaring like thunder. Christina subconsciously frowned and covered his ears. The space was not very large, which made him stir up the echo of the roar.

Angers turned on the projector and a prepared video was broadcast. It was a video of Norton holding Constantine in his arms and fighting at Cassel Academy. Fortunately, there were several cameras around him who were spared from being destroyed by the fire dragon, so this precious video was left behind.

In the video, Norton roared in grief, holding his brother's body high and put it into his mouth. His sharp teeth like guns crushed Constantine's embryo, swallowing all the power, and finally merged into one.

Angers showed another photo, which was a dragon embryo, a close-up shot by a high-definition probe. It can be seen that Constantine had basically developed into a human form, but the bones were significantly different from those of humans. Although they were still in the form of a child, considering the situation at that time, it might only take a few minutes to truly recover.

"He ate his brother?" Elizabeth was a little shocked. This was the first time that the dragon tribe had clearly recorded mutual devouring incident.

"Even if the Dragon King dies, his strength is still stored in the bones, just the one on their backs." Anger knocked his spine with his hands over his back, "That is the cross of the dragon bone, which will not corrupt even after a thousand years. Constantine died in the shooting of the Sage Stone. Norton did eat his brother in front of us for revenge."

"My name is Constantine. I once went to the top of the mountain of flames, melted the bronze ocean there, and forged the reputation of God." Christina chanted the ancient scriptures softly. She was a mixed race. Any mixed race would have some imagination about the most distant era, which was an era of epics, wars, blood and elegies.

"What about Norton?" Frost asked, "For the first time we know that the Dragon King is a twin on the throne. Does it mean that every Dragon King is like this?"

"You can think so." Angre nodded, "As for Norton, it's a pity that we couldn't find his keel. The Yangtze River's water system is too large, and Norton died with a human body. He may be washed to any place in the entire water system, and even floated from ocean currents to five oceans. This kind of engineering search can't be done with the whole world. We can only expect that the mixed race will discover his remains in many years. However, we are confident enough to confirm that he is dead. Lu Mingfei is the best witness. She saw Norton being hit by a blizzard torpedo under the water, and the alchemy shrapnel smashed his body and bones."

Lu Mingfei, this name is very loud even when it is placed in the current school board. According to the professors' reports, she seems to have a brand new unknown speech spirit, which is in line with the strength of the S-class bloodline. For the school board, they don't care what Lu Mingfei can do, just like Angers, as long as she knows that she has enough combat power, is loyal to Kassel, and has a stable and controllable bloodline.

But... Kasselri is not always controlled by all people, and everything has exceptions.

"She will be our good girl. She is happy to add her name to the monument of the Dragon Slaying Hero." Beowulf nodded and looked at Angers, "What about... what about Chu Zihang?"

Every year, the school board reports will pay extra attention to the increasingly shining name of Casselli. The academy is the temple of the valvulgaris established by these top powers to create dragon-slaying heroes. The excellent martial gods in the temple of the valvulgaris are naturally worth paying attention to. The school board members will slowly give them the opportunity to train and guide them to the stage of the mixed-race world. Of course, there is no alien in such a place, such as Chu Zihang.

Frost threw a report to Anger with a cold face. Anger read it carefully. It was basically accused Chu Zihang of his past records. All kinds of performances mean that this student who controls Jun Yan's high-risk language spirit was not at ease. He was a little bloodthirsty. Although every mission could be perfectly solved, the cost of the aftermath had been spent on him over the years.

Logically speaking, these things should have been forcibly concealed by Schneider. Norma will not have any records, but these things appear in the hands of the school board, which means that the school board has never been a fool. They have their own sources of information and know that Angers is not always a credible dragon slaying pioneer.

The last chapter of the report is worth noting. It is a picture. In the muddy grass, a Maybach was parked there, with its entire body covered with knife marks as if it had been cut by a laser. There was no trace of wheels running around it. It looked like the car fell from the sky out of thin air and fell in that deserted place.

"This car belongs to a local company called Huanya Group. The company's nominal legal person is an idiot who knows nothing. Locals say that the boss of Huanya Group is a shameless businessman. He boasted here that it will be built into a new urban area. The construction of the big and special construction attracted many people to invest, and finally ran away with the money. We have checked. In fact, the person behind Huanya Group is called ENXI. This is a code name. Many mixed-race families have had contact with this ENXI. This guy is a shrewd fox who makes money, but no one can find her." Frost said, "This Maybach is also under the name of ENXI. Although she may have never driven it, she has an exclusive driver for this car, and you should be very clear about the name of this driver."

Frost paused, "He is called Chu Tianjiao, and he is Chu Zihang's father."
Chapter completed!