A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 266 259. Xuan Hao: Oh, I am such a good person

"It's just one vote, it really doesn't matter," Xuan Hao glanced at Elizabeth again, and then set his eyes on Beowulf and Frost, "Now there are only two of you left, I want to know how you choose?"

Elizabeth next to her felt that her underwear had been soaked in cold sweat. Just one glance made her heart almost stop. Angers was right. This man is really dangerous. She didn't believe it at first, but now she found out that she It seems to have made a big death.

Beowulf had a gloomy face. Although he was old and out of date, he could still hear the contempt in the other party's tone.How dare the monster in front of him be so arrogant?This is their territory.

He turned his head to gesture to Frost, but Frost ignored him at all.

Frost took out the handkerchief on his chest and wiped his cold sweat. Although he was a little aggrieved, he didn't dare to say more.

Caesar is his nephew, and he often pays attention to Caesar and the affairs of the academy, which also means that he knows much more about Xuan Hao than the school director who disdains the "moderate" style of the academy .

Beowulf?what is that?Don’t take our Gattuso family with you if you want to exterminate the family... Frost subconsciously didn’t look at Beowulf. His current decision may be related to the fate of the Gattuso family. That guy in Pompeii doesn’t care about anything. Everything in the family is managed by him alone, and he has worked so hard to manage it with some success. It cannot be ruined just because of this indifferent vote.

"I voted for it." Frost looked at Beowulf with a little dodge, "I have no objection to Mr. Xuanhao's appointment as the school manager."

"You..." Beowulf squeezed his hands under the table tightly, staring angrily at this spineless guy.Had Pompey been here, such a decision would never have been made.

No, I think Pompeii doesn't care who is the school manager at all... Frost rolled his eyes, after all, that guy doesn't even care about his own position as the school manager.

"A wise choice." Xuan Hao nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Beowulf, the only one who hadn't voted yet, "Then the votes are now 3 to 3, and only you are left, old man, think carefully and don't worry."

"..."

Beowulf was silent, and anger welled up in his heart. When had he been wronged like this?
When had the Beowulf family been so threatened by a human being?Even in the face of dragons, they are never afraid.

There are countless dragons who died under the sword of the Beowulf family. In the era of bloody dragon slaying, he once commanded the iron-blooded "action team" to cross the desert and snowfields, and go straight to the dragon's lair. Every order of his was like steel. So hard and heavy, the dragon slaying all over the world, the blood on the blade is all a symbol of glory.And now, actually being threatened by a human?
But... the opponent's strength really made him afraid.Beowulf clenched and loosened his fists, struggling in his heart on how to make a choice. Wouldn't letting such a monster join the school board be like inviting wolves into the house?Why did these guys agree so easily?She has no backbone at all, not as good as Angers and this little girl.

"Have you considered it?" Xuan Hao waited for a long time, but did not see the old man give a reply, he frowned a little, isn't he the position of a school director?I don't do anything excessive, why does it feel harder than letting you die?
Perhaps it is really harder than letting Beowulf die. As the most iron-blooded faction in the secret party, death is much better for Beowulf than being trampled on his dignity.

"I……"

Beowulf suddenly wanted to get up, bearing the honor of "Dragon Bloodthirsty" and disregarding death, how could he be subdued by force?

"Old man, think carefully..."

Beowulf just got up, before his legs could straighten up, a heavy hand was pressed on his shoulder, and a flat voice rang in his ears.

"It's an honor to die on the battlefield of dragon slaying, but you will lose everything if you die at the hands of human beings. Why bother?" Xuan Hao patted him on the shoulder, "I'm not against dragon slaying, so don't make trouble with me, understand. ?"

Beowulf sat back in his seat again.

The hand that fell on his shoulder was as heavy as a huge boulder, as if it was about to crush all the bones in his body.The indescribable suffocation made Beowulf even forget to breathe. He didn't pant until the man beside him walked slowly back to his seat and sat down again.

"Ha ha……"

Beowulf was panting heavily. At that moment just now, he seemed to have walked through the gate of hell, feeling tired all over his body, and a sense of powerlessness weighed heavily on his heart.

"What kind of monster is this?" The opponents he has faced in his life are all dragons and inhuman Deadpool, but this is the first time for such a guy.

This guy actually claims to be human?Beowulf's eyes were a little dazed, did he have to compromise?He began to understand why the other school managers had no objections, because it was meaningless.They can't stop this man, no matter what he wants to do.

Even if he firmly voted against it now, the result would be the same, this man would still sit on the school board.

The only difference may be that there are fewer school managers on the school board.

All the people present looked at Beowulf panting, but they couldn't see anything clearly, only Beowulf got up suddenly and seemed too old to sit down.

The old man's face became extremely ugly, and he seemed to have aged a bit.

Beowulf sighed softly. He recalled that Ange had warned him not to use any common sense to judge the man in front of him. Now it seems that Ange was right.

He looked at the man sitting on the seat in front of him. Although this man was sitting, he seemed to be looking down on all of them.

There was a suffocating breath in the fiery golden eyes, just looking at each other, he felt that his body was about to fall apart, and it was difficult to breathe even when he was sitting.

In his surprised eyes, the man got up suddenly.

Xuan Hao walked towards the door, as if he didn't care what kind of vote the old man would cast in the end.

The door opened, and the outside light shone on Xuan Hao, he stretched slightly, it was too dark inside, he didn't like it.

The sun shone into the dim meeting room, illuminating the old man's pale cheeks.

The old man slumped weakly on the seat, staring blankly at the man who left against the sun, opened his mouth and was speechless.

It is meaningless to speak now, his vote is destined not to be against.

Walking outside, Xuan Hao turned his head to look at the huge white castle, and sighed softly, "Oh, I'm such a good person."

If he was worse, the castle would be in ruins now, and the old man inside would be forced to say something against his will, but he still didn't have the heart to push the old man too hastily, so it seems that he is really a kind person.

(End of this chapter)