Ying Tian was completely unaware of the conversation between Anger and Fingel. He was lying quietly on the bed in the dormitory. He just wanted to find someone to drink with, but Lu Mingfei was lying on the bed recuperating. Although Lu Mingfei was not injured at all, he was indeed too close to the location of the battle, even though he was only a little exhausted and had suffered a little shock. However, Small One still advised him to stay in the hospital for a few days with a serious and responsible attitude. This way, it would be easier to deal with any unexpected situations. Who knew if it was because Ying Tian's successful 'escape' from the hospital twice had stimulated the fragile nerves of the doctors in the hospital. He would rather cure a normal person than let go of a possibility. Therefore, Lu Mingfei could only lie on the hospital bed miserably. He couldn't accompany Ying Tian to drink and go crazy now.
Ying Tian had wanted to find Fingel, but he couldn't find him. He thought about his attitude towards Fingel. He felt that it was better for him to avoid Fingal. Just now, he had been fighting to the death with the other party. His head had almost been beaten into a dog's head. Now, he was going to look for the other party to drink. No matter how he said it, it was a little wrong.
Ying Tian pondered for a while. Forget it. He went to the convenience store in the school to buy a bottle of beer and ran to find the car that he had used to escape with them. The two footprints on the car might be the only evidence that could prove Constantine's existence other than the skeleton that had been moved somewhere. Soon, the car whose ownership was uncertain was about to be repaired. Fortunately, Ying Tian had kept the key in his pocket and was still carrying it with him. Otherwise, Ying Tian really didn't know how to get to the mountain not far from the school.
"There shouldn't be anyone on the mountain at this hour. I finally understand why the King of Qin always referred to himself as 'Lonely' in the history books.。。。”Ying Tian's brain went astray again, but this did not affect the meaning he wanted to express.
He stopped the car at the top of the mountain. Just as Ying Tian had expected, there was no one at the top of the mountain. If there was really someone, it would be a little awkward. What else could Ying Tian do? He ran over and said," Hey, brother, I'm a dragon. I was tricked by your principal into killing a dragon king in your school." I'm not in a good mood now. Can you drink with me?”If he really said that, he would be scared to death or beaten to death. Therefore, it was better for him to drink quietly.
He found a place to sit down, opened a can of beer, and sat quietly on the top of the mountain to drink. He was thinking about his life in the past few years. Especially since the days were getting more and more exciting. The main point was that he still did not know what he was, even though the feelings between the dragons were very chaotic. But Norton wouldn't take revenge on him? Impossible, he didn't even believe in ghosts. If she really found Jemongander one day, what would she think of him? Tell him about the race theory that he had always thought was correct? Perhaps it could move her to have a cross-racial love? Why couldn't there be a love that transcended races? Whether it was reasonable or not, it still happened, didn't it?
No matter how much Ying Tian was thinking on the mountaintop, the culprit of this whole incident was now facing a huge problem. If he dared to fight a group of old fogeys who were about his age, he would be the one who was most unskilled in the 'face-off competition.'
Board Meeting
Anger sat at the outermost end of the round table. From his position, it was obvious that he was not the one in charge today. He was mainly here to answer questions.
" Angor, it's been so many years, and you've gathered us together again. I'm glad to see you all, but I'm also sorry that I won't be able to see some of you again. At least we have some fresh blood, right?" The person sitting in the main seat opposite Angor said. He was also an old man with white hair and beard, but he still looked very strong. Although it wasn't as sturdy and flirtatious as Angor's, it was still a miracle.
Following the old man's words, whispers sounded around the round table. From the few words, a few words were mentioned: 'Angre, Student, Dragon Race, Bronze and Fire King'
When the old man saw this scene, he rang the bell in front of him. Everyone stopped and waited to hear what the old man had to say.
" Alright, I'm an old man who has half a foot in the ground. I'm not going to waste my time with you. We all know why everyone is here today. The student of the current headmaster of Cassel, Angor, killed Constantine on campus, and now the dragon bone is in the ice cellar. Didn't everyone come here to confirm this matter?。。”The old man's last few words were very soft and could not be heard. " I've already been to the Ice Cellar. I can use my 130 years of life experience to say that the one who was killed was indeed Constantine, one of the great Kings of Bronze and Fire. This is not allowed to be discussed. I won't be getting involved in what I'm going to say next. You guys can discuss it among yourselves.”
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman immediately said to Anger,"I heard that you used the very precious Philosopher's Stone to kill Constantine. Everyone knows how precious the Philosopher's Stone is now. I don't want to describe it anymore. I still hope you can explain to me why you didn't use this precious bullet on a better target, such as Norton.”
As soon as the Merchant finished speaking, someone stood up and added,"I also learned that Constantine only had some insignificant wounds on his body when he died. There are no bullet holes in any of the bones. How do you explain this? We also saw a young woman talking around the battlefield. She gestured to the laptop in front of her. There was a picture on it, a close-up of a broken Philosopher's Stone. However, half of the Philosopher's Stone was gone.
Everyone present was an elite mixed-blood. Although there were not many people present who were battle-type, this did not affect them from seeing this picture clearly. Everyone turned to look at Angor, who was sitting at the end. He motioned for him to explain the matter.
Angor took a sip of water from the glass in front of him and frowned. It was as if he had not heard the two people's questions at all. Instead, he was very unhappy that the board of directors did not provide alcohol for the meeting. He did not say a word. Instead, he lowered his head and played with something. Due to the seat, his hands were completely blocked by the thick mahogany table. No one knew what he was playing with.
After a while, the silent atmosphere in the conference room continued until the old man sitting at the head of the table said,""Ange, I think everyone is quite curious about this matter. Tell us about it. It's fine if you don't want to tell us. After all, you were in that battle too.”
Hearing the old man's words, Anger finally stopped. He raised his head and looked at the old man before turning to the others. They continued to stare at Anger, as if this would allow them to understand more about what was happening in the battle.
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