Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 123 School Board Meeting (I)
Portofino, Italy.
Amid the flying fallen leaves, a silver Rolls-Royce sedan wound its way up the mountain, drove into the Splendid Hotel, and stopped next to a white building close to the cliff.
It was a single-family building, with a hard white marble exterior and narrow windows, like a small fortress. The dedicated parking lot was almost full, with a Lamborghini, an old Jaguar, an AMG-modified Mercedes, and surprisingly, an orange mountain bike that took up a whole parking space like these luxury cars.
The driver bent down to open the door, and covered the upper edge of the door with his hand to prevent the distinguished guest from accidentally hitting his head. A pair of light gold thin-strap high heels gently touched the ground, and the slender calves were breathtakingly beautiful.
Unlike the noble lady impression left by the pair of high heels, the person who got out of the car was a young girl with a face as delicate as a Greek sculpture. She looked twenty years old, but had the eyes of a thirty-something. She wore the makeup of a European noble lady, a black veil, a waist-hugging dress, and a fur vest. The high heels made her walk with a swaying look, and her cold face had an air of a queen.
"The sixth and last director is 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 closes for half a day, 80% of the financial transactions in Europe will be shut down. After her father died in an unfortunate plane crash, she had to interrupt her studies 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 Percy gently lifted a corner, and together with Caesar, stared coldly at every member who came to the meeting.
"So she armed herself to become a noblewoman at such a young age." Caesar always paid extra attention to beautiful ladies. "In those business worlds that are like battlefields, she probably relied on this outfit to kill countless opponents and consolidate her family business."
"Indeed, she was a woman with a rough fate," Percy nodded, "her hands were stained with the blood of many traitors and profiteers."
"Hi! Lisa." Angers strode out and opened his arms to the girl. "You have grown up a little. I still remember you in your school uniform when you were at Eton College."
Everyone thinks that the world-famous Eton College is a boys' school, but they forget that the current Queen of England is an alumna of Eton College. Every year, this school secretly accepts several girls from the political, business and military circles to join them, and never intends to disclose the true identities of these girls.
"Thank you, Ange." Elizabeth hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. "It's been eight years since you last saw me. You're still the same. Time seems to have stopped for you."
"For an old man, the God of Time will have mercy on him and slow down his time a little bit." Angers stretched out an arm gentlemanly.
Elizabeth took his arm and went upstairs, like an old but still handsome father taking his beautiful daughter into the social circle for the first time.
In fact, Ange's position in Elizabeth's heart is equivalent to that of an old father. After the head of the Laurent family suddenly died in a plane crash, the heirs fighting for power were about to destroy this ancient mixed-race family. It was Ange who quickly intervened in this chaotic situation and helped the legitimate heir Elizabeth to stabilize the situation, so Elizabeth has always been grateful to this old gentleman.
"There is still one school director who has not arrived yet," said Caesar.
“He was never in attendance and didn’t know his name,” Patsy lamented.
"He spends a huge amount of money in the college every year, but never attends the board of directors to exercise his due rights. How heroic." When Caesar said this, he never thought that with his extravagant lifestyle, he would also be seen as a rich man who spends money in the eyes of an ordinary girl like Lu Mingfei.
"The directors never invested in Kassel College for the purpose of making money. As the oldest dragon-slaying family in the world, they care about the ultimate secret of the dragon race. The US dollars they paid for this are just a pile of waste paper."
There are many hybrids in the world, but it is rare to find a family that can be called a dragon-slaying family. The oldest history of this family can be traced back to the ancient times when hybrids were just born and the dragons had not yet disappeared. After thousands of years, as an elite army of hybrids, they controlled amazing wealth and trained countless brave fighters, sending all the resurrected dragons to the grave.
Only this group of people are qualified to be called the real secret party. Kassel College is just an agency under their control. They are the highest class among the mixed-bloods and the real people in power. Principal Angers is even just an executor elected by them, carrying an axe to pave the way for them.
"I really want to know what kind of words such a person possesses." Caesar sipped the rum in his glass.
"No one can test their bloodline, so there is no chance to see their spiritual power." Percy bowed slightly. "The school board meeting has always been held in secret and not open to the public, but this year your uncle specially arranged the meeting in the hotel you are most familiar with. You will have the opportunity to visit the top power in the world of mixed-bloods in a while."
"Powerful people?" Caesar pondered over these words.
Born equal has always been just a joke, especially in the world of dragons. Many hybrids have reached high positions in human society, possessing a lot of wealth, status and reputation, and can live a life of luxury every day. This is the nature of dragons and many humans. But those people's enjoyment can only be regarded as animal-like needs in front of the top power holders. The school directors standing at the top of the hybrids pursue far more advanced things, the highest peak of the world.
The door of the building slowly closed from the inside out, and four ancient heavy locks were fastened at the same time. Perhaps the most high-level secret meeting of the dragon clan in the world was about to be held.
"Now that everyone is here, I declare this year's annual board meeting officially open." Angers sat at the end of the long table and rang a small brass bell.
This was originally a place for monks to practice asceticism in ancient times, so it was surprisingly dark here. Although it was daytime, there was still a row of candlesticks on the long table, and the candlelight illuminated the faces of all the school directors.
There were six directors in total, and one seat that was never occupied was absent as usual, leaving three men and two women. Sitting on either side of Angers were two very old men, so old that it was hard to tell their ages. They were both wearing crisp black suits with crimson handkerchiefs stuffed in their jacket pockets. One was leaning on a cane, and the other had a big beard and a fierce look, with a strong build, reminiscent of the Viking pirates in the Nordic legend.
The one leaning on the cane is Frost Gattuso, Caesar Gattuso's uncle. In name, the real person in charge of the Gattuso family should be Frost's brother Pompey Gattuso, but Pompey is always elusive, flirting with women all over the world, and he doesn't even care about the school board. So the power to participate in the school board was transferred to Frost, and Frost was also in charge of the affairs of the Gattuso family.
The old man who looked like a Viking pirate was honored as the 'Dragonblood' Beowulf. It was well known that the blood of ancient dragon fetuses contained a strong toxicity. Although it could help the bloodline of mixed-bloods break through and evolve, the probability was as low as one in a hundred thousand. This law did not hold true in Beowulf's family, which had been passed down from ancient times.
For thousands of years, the Beowulf family has been the most determined, brave, and cruel dragon slayers. They adhere to the ancient family motto and feed a drop of dragon blood crystal to each boy they give birth to. It is a highly toxic substance that only takes one second to kill a young half-blood child, but only if the baby survives the test of such a toxicity will the baby be accepted by the family.
After thousands of years of continuous inheritance, this method seems to have condensed into a kind of strange power in the blood of this family. Dragon blood is not poison to the men of the Beowulf family, but more like a kind of sweet spring. In order to hunt down a dying dragon, they can cross the Eurasian continent, just to pierce its heart with their own hands, mix its blood into the family liquor, and then drink it all.
This generation of Beowulf is over 150 years old. Their family has more than ten records of killings of second and third generations. The only regret of the contemporary Beowulf in this life is that he has not been able to face the first generation of Dragon King directly. During the Kuimen Project, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he could not catch up.
Lord Beowulf was pale and burly, sitting there like a thick limestone tombstone. His folded bearded hands reflected the faint light in the candlelight, and his skin was covered with fine white scales. His bloodline was too pure and he had already begun to transform into a dragon, but his mind was still very clear and stable, and he had never made a mistake.
Beowulf was accompanied by a middle-aged man, wearing a sportswear and a bicycle helmet. His face was as resolute as a terracotta warrior, and his hands were folded on the table with his thumbs clasped. As a trustee of an aristocratic school like Kassel College, he rode a bicycle to attend the meeting, which was one of his few hobbies. He was still very young at this table, and although he was older than the two ladies, in front of people like Beowulf or Frost, he was like a rookie kid in a world of mixed races.
Chen Hao, the current ruler of the Chen family, is a mixed-blood family from ancient China. If Lu Mingfei were sitting here, she would complain about how the names of the previous generation of great people were so violent. Chu Zihang's father was called Chu Tianjiao, and he thought it was already powerful enough, but Nuonuo's father was called Chen Hao, which is Chen Ritian! He is more domineering than Chu's father, and even lower in seniority than Chen Ritian, because he is already a Tianjiao...
Opposite Chen Hao was Elizabeth. The school director sitting next to Elizabeth was surprisingly young. She was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen, with light blonde hair piled on top of her head. Her chubby face had a serious expression, like an exquisite doll. She seemed to be born in Siberia. The butler wearing white gloves stood behind her with his head held high.
This is an exception. There should not be additional people on the school board, but the youngest school director is too young, so the school board made an exception for her.
Christina Alexander, from Russia, the head of the Alexander family was unwilling to show up, so he sent the little princess of the family here, under the pretext of honorary training. As for the butler beside her, there was no need to worry, because that guy was Christina's exclusive butler, and there was a micro bomb on his heart to ensure safety. If he got beastly and attacked the princess one day, or suddenly wanted to run away with the secret, then the human princess would automatically explode when they were ten meters apart, and not a single word could be revealed.
Including the mysterious school director who was not present, these six people are the top rulers in the world of mixed-bloods today. The families behind them hold enormous power and can crush a small country with their economy alone. If any mixed-blood tries to cross the line, no party here will let him go. Guarding the secrets of the dragon clan is the common responsibility of all mixed-bloods.
Frost Gattuso rang the brass bell in front of him: "Is the Bronze Report ready? I'm eager to know the results." It is the tradition of the board of directors to ring the bell before speaking to avoid interrupting each other.
"The Bronze Report" refers to the full combat report and conclusions of the elimination of the Bronze and Fire Kings. Since this is the first time that it is accurately known that the Dragon Kings are twins, the report is divided into two parts: Constantine and Norton.
"It's the stack of papers in front of each of you," said Ange.
All the school directors spontaneously flipped through the complicated report. The content of the report was very detailed and included all the processes. The sound of flipping through the report lasted for ten minutes, because everyone needed to understand everything that happened in this great achievement. This was the first time in history that humans completely killed the Dragon King instead of preventing his awakening. Such a major event resulted in it taking up to half a year to issue a complete report.
"No dragon king has ever been confirmed dead in history. We need you to show evidence, Ange." Mr. Beowulf rang the bell. He was the oldest person present, even older than Ange, but his voice was full of energy, like a roar of thunder. Christina subconsciously frowned and covered her ears. The space was not very large, so he was still stirred by the echo of his roar.
Ange turned on the projector and a prepared video was played. It was the video of Norton holding Constantine in the night battle at Kassel Academy. Fortunately, there were several cameras around at that time that escaped being destroyed by the fire dragon, thus leaving this precious video.
In the video, Norton roared in grief, raised his brother's body and put it into his mouth. His sharp teeth like guns crushed Constantine's embryo, swallowed up all his strength, and finally merged into one.
Ange showed another photo. It was a dragon embryo. It was taken at close range by a high-definition probe. It could be seen that Constantine had basically developed into a human form, but his skeleton was significantly different from that of humans. Although he was still in the form of a baby, considering the situation at the time, it might only take a few minutes for Constantine to truly recover.
"He ate his brother?" Elizabeth was a little shocked. This was the first clearly recorded incident of dragons devouring each other.
"Even if the Dragon King dies, his power is still stored in his bones, on the spine of his back." Angers tapped his spine with his hands behind his back. "That is the dragon bone cross. It will not decay even after thousands of years. Constantine died from the shooting of the Philosopher's Stone. Norton did eat his brother in front of us for revenge."
"My name is Constantine. I have been to the top of the mountain of fire, where I melted the ocean of bronze and forged the name of God." Christina recited the ancient scriptures softly. She was a mixed-race, and any mixed-race person would have some fantasies about that most distant era, an era of epics, wars, blood and elegies.
"What about Norton?" Frost asked. "The first time we know of a dragon king, there are twins on the throne. Does this mean that every dragon king is like this?"
"Think of it this way." Anger nodded. "As for Norton, unfortunately, we haven't found his keel. The Yangtze River is too big, and Norton died in a human body. He could have been washed to any place in the entire river system, or even drifted to the five oceans from the ocean current. This amount of work cannot be done by the whole world combined. We can only hope that a hybrid will find his remains many years later. However, we are sure enough to confirm that he is dead. Lu Mingfei is the best witness. She saw Norton being hit by the blizzard torpedo underwater, and the alchemical shrapnel crushed his body and bones."
Lu Mingfei, this name is still very famous even in the current board of directors. She is the only S-level student in Kassel College. According to the professors' reports, she seems to have mastered a new unknown word spirit, which is in line with the strength of the S-level bloodline. For the board of directors, they don't care how far Lu Mingfei can go. Just like Ange, as long as they know that she has enough fighting power, is loyal to Kassel, and has a stable and controllable bloodline, it is enough.
But... not everyone in Castlereagh has controllable bloodlines, there are exceptions to everything.
"She will be a good girl for us. We will be happy to add her name to the monument of the dragon-slaying hero." Beowulf nodded and looked at Angers, "Then...what about Chu Zihang?"
Every year, the school board's report will pay extra attention to Cassel's increasingly shining name. That academy is the Hall of Valor established by these top leaders to create dragon-slaying heroes. The outstanding martial gods in the Hall of Valor are naturally worthy of attention. The school directors will slowly give them opportunities to train them and then guide them to step onto the stage of the mixed-blood world. Such a place certainly does not allow an alien to hide in it, such as an alien like Chu Zihang.
Frost threw a report in front of Angers with a cold face. Angers read it carefully. It was basically an accusation against Chu Zihang's past record. All these behaviors meant that the student who controlled such a high-risk word spirit as Jun Yan was not of peaceful bloodline. He was a bit bloodthirsty. Although he could solve every mission perfectly, the cost of the aftermath had added up to several million spent on him over the years.
Logically speaking, these things should have been concealed by Schneider, and Norma would not have any records, but these things appeared in the hands of the board of directors, which means that the board of directors has never been fooled. They have their own sources of intelligence and know that Ange is not always a trustworthy dragon slayer.
The last chapter of the report is worth noting. It is a picture of a Maybach parked in a muddy grass. Its body is covered with knife marks as if it had been cut by laser. There are no signs of wheels around it. It looks as if the car fell from the sky and landed in a deserted place.
"This car belongs to a local company called Media Asia Group. The legal representative of this company is an idiot who knows nothing. Locals say that the boss of Media Asia Group is a shameless businessman . He boasted that a new urban area was about to be built and carried out large-scale construction to attract many people to invest, but he ran away with the money. We checked and found that the person behind Media Asia Group is actually called ENXI, which is a code name. Many mixed-blood families have had contact with this ENXI. This guy is a shrewd fox who likes to make money, but no one can find her." Frost said, "This Maybach is also in the name of ENXI. Although she may have never driven it, she has a dedicated driver for this car, and you should know the name of this driver very well."
Frost spoke each word with emphasis, "His name is Chu Tianjiao, and he is Chu Zihang's father."
