Chapter 150 You are a heretic now

Director Frost's face didn't look good.

This is the first time that a student from Cassel College has participated in the supreme meeting of the school board. Everyone sitting here has the power to change the world's economic situation with just a single move. This boy should have brought his loyalty with him

Come with awe.

As a result, because the old guy Angers used the word "you" in a disgusting manner, the child's position was changed, as if the emperor was inspecting his subjects and the general was inspecting his army.

But not only because of this honorific, the temperament and pressure displayed on Lu Mingfei made everyone feel a kind of pressure.

Pressure stemming from bloodline.

"Let me briefly introduce to you something that is not in the information. Lu Mingfei has been under the guardianship of the college before enrolling. In May of this year, he solved a dangerous mixed-race case in China and was recruited by the college in advance.

Enrollment."

"The perfect score in the 3E exam proved his S-class pedigree, and he also established his own club. Although he did not attend a single practical class, the incident at Sacred Heart Maria Hospital in Chicago and the night attack on the Chicago highway showed that he was completely

No training in this area is required.”

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

The smile on Ange's face was filled with pride, and he motioned for Lu Mingfei to take a seat.

But Lu Mingfei shook his head and refused:

"I'm carrying something. If you have anything to ask, just ask, but I won't answer every one of you."

Only then did the school directors notice the small object wrapped tightly in red velvet and silk that emerged from behind Lu Mingfei—should it be a sword?

The video on the LCD screen showed the boy falling into a hospital, with the long sword in his right hand acting as a buffer.

It is as inappropriate as when an employee came in with a stereo and played "The Carol of the Old Ones" during the year-end summary meeting of a Fortune 500 company. However, the former is polluting the ears of the company's employees, while the latter may endanger

The lives of school governors.

When you reach the status of school directors, power and wealth must be turned into a carapace to protect life to be useful. Although their families have backup plans in case the head of the family dies suddenly, a sudden huge accident will still make them

Their family was briefly in chaos.

During this period, other vampire families in the world will not miss the opportunity to take a bite out of them, and the losses during this period are immeasurable.

Frost also noticed this. He tapped his fingertips on the table and glared at Angers with a cold gaze.

Angers ignored it directly. He smiled and put out the cigar in his hand on the table:

"An enthusiastic fan of yours photographed your unknown actions in Japan. Can you tell everyone what happened during your trip to Japan that just ended not long ago?"

"There's nothing to say. An alien was awakened and I killed it."

Lu Mingfei replied calmly, but that was all.

He couldn't explain everything about Japan's Night Food, and he didn't want to reveal too much before he fully understood it.

Especially after it was confirmed that the Nibelungs could be connected to the war-torn universe, his actions became more cautious.

If there is a connection, it is also possible to have a connection with the Supreme Heaven, and there is not only the great emperor in the Supreme Heaven.

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

"Oh!" Angers couldn't help but clapped softly, "Friendly reminder, my students like to use the word 'alien' to refer to the dragon clan."

Listening to the understatement, a storm rose in the hearts of the school directors. The war between the mixed race and the dragon race is not a child's play. In an era when hot weapons were not popularized, the hybrid race paid a great price in every war to kill the dragon race.

At a heavy price, countless ancestors fought against those monsters with swords and blood and courage, and dragged the dragons back to their graves with countless corpses.

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

"Then what is your identity?"

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

"A Septon Astartes who protects humanity, champion of the Lamenters Chapter, the Emperor's Angel of Death, the Emperor's Blessed Champion, son of the Primarch Holy Leth, slayer of the Tyranids

, the executioner of the traitors of Chaos, the purifier of the Necron in Sosbian, the final winner of the Queen of Blades' alien competition, the guardian of humanity, the heroic soul successor of Katos Huggins. Now the home of Earth.

The leader of the Weeping Angels Chapter, the purifier of dragon aliens, the slayer of filth and blasphemous heretics, Lu Mingfei.”

…

The flickering flames of the two rows of candlesticks on the long table illuminated the strange faces of the school directors. The conference room fell into silence again, except for Angers who let out a small whisper:

"It's getting longer again?"

After a while, Frost coughed softly and broke the silence:

"Lu Mingfei, a 2007 S-class student, please identify yourself positively."

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

Lu Mingfei frowned, this guy should be Frost Gattuso?

He kept hearing this voice outside the door.

"Can you tell me a little bit about the dragon you killed...which generation? Is it a third generation? Or is it a second generation? To be honest, we can't analyze it just by looking at the state of the keel with the naked eye."

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

"...It can be considered a second-generation species."

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 dragon bone cross of such purity, he changed his mind to a second-generation species.

There was a slight gasp, and the young school director Charlotte couldn't help but be moved. For a young school director like her who had only read about the history of dragon slaying in family records, the "dragon-slaying hero" was now a living person.

Appeared right in front of her eyes.

"Then how did you kill it?"

The monk school director asked without ringing the bell, and his tone became a little urgent.

"Loyalty and faith to the Emperor, my unyielding will, and the blade in my hand. It's a pity that I didn't bring my bolter."

Lu Mingfei answered.

It was this vague answer again, but the school director did not pursue the question further. He leaned back against the seat and his face was submerged in the shadows that the candlelight could not illuminate.

Being able to single-handedly kill an S-class freshman from the next generation? This is unbelievable.

No one questions this. The frozen picture on the screen and the dragon bone cross behind the boy are the best evidence.

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

"And on the second day after you arrived in Japan, your reward order briefly appeared on the hunter website. Your head is still worth thirty-five million U.S. dollars. There are many things that need to be explained about your actions in Japan - you

Did you reach a certain cooperation with the Japanese branch behind the back of the headquarters?”

"Although the Japanese branch has a high degree of autonomy in terms of regulations, your status does not allow you to cooperate, otherwise it would be tantamount to betrayal."

Frost asked in a deep voice.

Lu Mingfei's eyes swept over coldly, and a layer of misty golden mist dyed his pupils.

His cold voice spread throughout the conference room, and the temperature seemed to drop suddenly:

"You're really more annoying than I thought."

Frost's blood pressure had risen a bit, and his face was tense and ugly.

To a certain extent, this S-class student is more arrogant and difficult to deal with than Angers!

But now the opponent does have such arrogant strength, single-handedly killing a sub-species... This level of achievement, even in the history of the secret party's dragon slaying, is the kind of level that can write an epic story and leave its name in history.

In comparison, Lu Mingfei's suspected crime of "betraying the secret party" seems insignificant.

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

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

Lu Mingfei glanced at everyone, and the golden light in his eyes became more and more intense. It was unclear whether it was the stimulation of the dragon bloodline in his body or the holy glory of the emperor, but it did bring significant pressure to the school directors.

"The relationship between us now is very simple. I am not a tool you use to consolidate your right to rule. Don't try to impose any so-called tasks and responsibilities on me."

"As the Emperor's angel of death, I will uphold the Emperor's will to purify this planet of all aliens and heretics with evil intentions, and protect mankind. If you who hold power and wealth are willing to provide me with support, then provide it; if you want

If you block my way, I will treat them as heretics and purify them."

"I read the history of the Secret Party in the library before I came here. I admire the pioneers of the Secret Party who sacrificed their blood and courage to kill aliens in the past; but now I can't see that kind of courage in you.

Now they are just a group of leading capitals chasing fame and fortune - but they still have their own uses. After all, the warriors fighting on the front line also need someone to provide them with food and weapons."

Lu Mingfei spoke for a long time, and this was probably the most he said besides telling stories about the emperor and prayer vows.

He may have to fight for a long time in his hometown, and he doesn't want to be held back by someone when purifying the aliens.

"Then can I think that...you are choosing to quit the secret party?"

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

Elizabeth, Charlotte, the middle-aged school director and the monk school director rang the bell almost immediately!

"Director Frost, please watch your words!"

"The secret party is not a single party of the Gattuso family!"
To be continued...