"If Pompeii is really escaping his fate, then this fate must have been brought to him by certain people. I heard that there is a council of elders within the Gattuso family, and some of them are even over three hundred years old." Ang.

Re paused for a moment, shrugged and said, "Okay, I just heard it from Pompeii. He mentioned it once when he was talking about beautiful women."

"What kind of beauty can we talk about that involves the elderly in the family?" Beowulf asked doubtfully.

"That was a beauty from three hundred years ago, but that guy from Pompeii actually said that woman was almost his great-great...grandmother." Angers spread his hands, "What's even more outrageous is that he told me that his

The ancestors are still alive."

"Three hundred years old..." Beowulf's eyes were full of solemnity.

Thanks to dragon blood, they can indeed live longer than ordinary people.

But it is rare for people like him and Ange to still be able to bounce around at the age of 130 or 40. If they rely on modern medicine to support themselves, they can survive to 200 years old, but at 300 years old...

"His dragon blood concentration has definitely exceeded the critical blood limit." Beowulf affirmed, "In family history, there are also two old people who lived to be over 180 because the dragon blood concentration was high enough. At that time, there were no such people today.

Medical technology, and Beowulf's people are usually scarred in their youth."

Angers understood what he meant. He could live to be 180 years old without modern medical technology and with old injuries. Now there is a high probability that he could live to be 300 years old.

"I'm afraid there's something really fishy about the Gattuso family." Beowulf's expression turned cold.

Angers didn't answer. He was recalling every detail of his conversation with Pompeii that day. Did that guy really inadvertently reveal the secrets about the Family Presbyterian Council?

Assuming that there is really something fishy about the Gattuso family, what role does Pompeii play in it?

Where's Frost? Where's Caesar?

"We must take the initiative in the next meeting." Angers said solemnly.

"They can't depose you, but it's hard for you to take the lead because they have begun to be afraid of you and try to bring you down." Beowulf said coldly, "This is the consequences of your choice to establish an academy.

The secret party elders who originally supported you have gradually withdrawn because of your choice. Several people on the school board did support you back then, but now they are obviously ready to withdraw their support for you because you are blocking their way.

"

"Do you know what's the most ridiculous thing? They actually want to fire you! You are the leader of the Secret Party. What is a leader? Let alone thousands of years ago, even in the Middle Ages, there was absolutely no elder in the Secret Party.

Dare you suggest to everyone why we don’t remove the current leaders to gain more benefits? Absolutely not! Angers, you single-handedly created this deformed organization called the School Board and gave them the power to remove you for money.

"

Angers said nothing.

When he established the Kassel Academy against all the opposition, it was also the first time in his history that he lost his authority after becoming the leader of the secret party.

He did succeed, but the consequences were obvious. The secret party elders who originally supported him all chose to retire in disappointment. Those who remained on the school board became closer to "businessmen" over the decades.

"Not necessarily." Ange said, "At least I have given hope that as long as I am not dead, those old guys will not stand opposite me openly."

"Those guys won't come out to oppose you, but you can't expect them to take the initiative to support you, unless you are willing to visit your home to show that you were wrong." Beowulf said calmly, "But if you admit your mistake, your

Your prestige will plummet, and it will be difficult for you to regain your previous position."

"Where was it back then?" Angers murmured, "Where was it back then?"

Beowulf frowned: "What do you think? Of course he is the leader of the secret party!"

"Leader?" Ange's expression was a little gloomy. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Old friend, you are old and I am old too. The old guy should make way for the young man at the critical moment."

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