Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Frost's expression darkened.

The woman sneered: "You should have received the order from your elders, then you should know that it was we who destroyed the glory of the Lionheart Society back then, so that you have time to breathe and rise. It is also the support and help of adults, I let you get rid of the control of the elders. Don’t think that the adults have chosen a successor among you, so you have the right to talk to me like this.”

Frost said coldly: "Even without you, the Gattuso family could still rise."

The woman smiled instead of anger: "What a stubborn speech, like a child who hasn't grown up talking back to an adult. Frost, your life is simply a joke, with no value at all."

Her gaze at Frost changed from sarcasm to pity.

"Now that this time has come, it's okay to tell you. The family you have devoted your life to serve has chosen you as a sacrifice. You will be your nephew's second sacrifice. Are you sad? Angry? The one you are loyal to The elders don't care about your loyalty at all, what they care about is your value! When your value reaches the point where it can be sacrificed, your loyalty will be worthless."

With a tone of sarcasm and gloating, she wanted to see Frost showing unbelievable shock and grief.

However, only the still indifferent gaze greeted her.

Frost raised his hand and slowly adjusted his collar, straightened his tie, and said coldly:
"My loyalty is not to the elders, but to the family, the Gattuso family."

"I taught my nephew once, and I don't mind teaching you again today."

he murmured.

"The scene was arranged according to the plan. Frost Gattuso accidentally discovered that we were trying to disadvantage Caesar Gattuso, and died fighting in this dead-end surveillance."

"The family is a group united by blood. Everyone who has the blood of the Gattuso family forms together. All of us together are the Gattuso family. When we disperse, the family disappears. The family loves him Every member of , also expects every member to return it with equal love."

Or maybe...

Frost didn't answer.

The war not far away at this moment has also come to an end, she can sense that a few guys as powerful as pure blood have rushed from the four directions to the library, and there is not much time left.

She whispered the final script.

Someone walked up to the woman in the darkness and said in a low voice, "My lord, do we need to check what Frost left behind?"

At this point in time, Caesar had just come out of the equipment department, and with his current ability, it was easy to detect the abnormality.

What kind of world is he looking forward to?
He is not a great leader like Menech Cassel who wants to stand up for the world. He doesn't care how other people in this world are doing, whether they can live with dreams and dignity. What he cares about is only the family and Caesar. .

The woman put on her black robe again, and turned to look at the last.

"Bloodlines are born, and the lowliness of mixed races is doomed, but the height of the soul determines the position of the soul. Your will and awareness have been approved by me. Unfortunately, we are not in the same faction."

"Then are you willing to die like this?" The woman said softly, "Death is a terrible and lonely thing. After you die, you will have no connection with this world at all. How can you ensure that your nephew will not be raped by those despicable people?" The old guys coaxed into applause."

She raised her hand and broke Frost's neck.

All of these are obvious facts.

But what really makes women lose their color is some of the realizations he has shown.

Cesar Gattuso?

Perhaps many years ago today, Frost Gattuso had anticipated the arrival of this day.

Back in time a little bit.

"You mocked me for being betrayed by the elders, but the elders are only part of the family."

……

I look forward to your choice after discovering the truth of all this, whether it is a hero or a king, or you are still the sensitive child who has not yet grown up, so that someone's sacrifice tonight will be reduced to nothing.

Just like what he once said to Passy, ​​every hero needs his elders to clear the way for him before he grows up.

"I can understand that you put me and Menek on an equal footing, right?"

The black-robed woman paused here, saying that there was no need to say any more.

At this moment, she couldn't help but wonder, would that little guy named Caesar Gattuso become the second Hilbert Jean Angers?
But soon she was relieved.

"I don't mind being Caesar's second sacrifice, and my life is not a joke, because I died for Caesar, and Caesar will eventually lead the family into a new era."

It's just that I may not be able to wait for that day to come.

This man named Frost is indeed not a clown, and his life is not ridiculous, because he devoted everything to the kid named Caesar Gattuso, and the latter will surely live up to his high expectations.

This is not his end point either. The Nibelungen plan is actually a preliminary experiment. They need to confirm that Caesar can really withstand the erosion of dragon blood and complete a reborn transformation.

The subordinates who were also in black robes nodded, and silently began to cooperate with others to clean up the scene.

Everything is moving towards the good side step by step.

Frost was silent for a few breaths, and said, "That's what you asked Menek back then, right?"

"...Yes." The woman said softly, "but only for you at this moment."

"Respect?" Frost said indifferently, "Will the Dragon Clan pay respect to a half-breed?"

"No need." She said lightly, "Even if Frost really left something behind, it must be aimed at the elders of the Gattuso family. Just let them bite the dog. Why should we intervene?"

Only that heavy love is so real and so heavy.

"Frost...you know how despicable the elders are, and you also know that Caesar will eventually bring a new life to the family, and the newborn family has no place for despicable people, but you are still dealing with the elders and Caesar all these years, Keep repeating to the former that Caesar will eventually return the love of the Mingwu family to the embrace of the family, you..."

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the library from afar.

And tonight is his first battle after transformation.

She asked softly:
"Frost, according to our agreement with the elders of the Gattuso family, I will kill you tonight."

He will sacrifice today, but not just to let the Gattuso family be removed from the secret party's suspicion list, and not just to let Caesar Gattuso understand the family's love for him.

The black-robed woman was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "You knew the filth and despicability of those elders a long time ago, and you also expected that the day when Caesar's rise will also be the day when the family's serious illness will be swept away, right?"

"The family wants to eradicate Angers, but they are not willing to be the object of suspicion in this incident, so they can only die and sacrifice an important person, which will naturally eliminate the secret party's suspicion of the family. Not only will the secret party not suspect Gattuso The family, on the contrary, has to make up for it.” Frost said indifferently, “Also, the last time I met the elders, I knew they couldn’t wait, the ‘Star of Caesar’ came earlier than predicted, and they couldn’t wait any longer Caesar grew up, smoothed by time, and returned to the embrace of the family. They need Caesar to return to the family as soon as possible. How can Caesar return to the embrace of the family as soon as possible? Naturally let him know that the family really loves him. What else Is it better to show the family's love and tolerance for him than an old guy who kept saying he loved him in the past really died for him?"

Frost Gattuso, a member of the secret party and Gattuso's acting parent, ended with such an absurd ending.

Today's Caesar is only one step away from a pure-blooded dragon. His physical fitness is not inferior to the royal blood of the Snake Ba Family, and a deep foundation has been laid.

He has read Caesar's comprehensive inspection report countless times, and the joy in his heart is still flowing.

"You already guessed it in advance?" The black-robed woman stared into Frost's eyes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if trying to find a trace of fear in them.

"And the brand new Gattuso family will also be reborn from the ashes."

Frost raised his head high, his suit was straight, and his figure, which was obviously half a head shorter than the woman's, was reflected on the glass window, but it made the woman hiding in the black robe subconsciously take a step back.

Frost said softly: "I can fully guess what those old guys are doing, because I have thought so too. Sometimes when I look at that stubborn face, I really want to slap him, but it's useless. , those ice blue eyes will still look at you like a despicable clown. At that time, I will wonder, is it true that this child will not be born until the day I die for him? love his idea."

"That was my sister, who died that night."

The woman said slowly, with a look of regret in her golden eyes.

This old man, who is always aggressive like a bullfight, and always penny-pinching like a businessman, is proudly looking down at the woman reflected in the window at this moment.

"All that is corrupt and rotten, all that should be abandoned in the old age, will all wither in the fireworks of the new era when Caesar steps on the throne."

Because there is no second century.

"Out of some respect, let me ask you one last question."

His whole life was for Caesar.

Frost smiled indifferently and said: "This moment is enough. It is a surprise before death to be as famous as the legendary dragon slaying warrior of the secret party. Human life is long and short, and there is no need for a lifetime of glory, as long as One moment is enough."

The woman looked at his figure still standing on the spot after his death, silent for a moment, then turned and left.

The way she looks at Frost has completely changed. This human being is completely different from those elders. He has his own persistence and beliefs, and has consistently fulfilled them for more than ten years, assuming the role of a buffer between Caesar and the family.

But today he is still the same, he wants to use his life to buy some time for Caesar.

The woman nodded silently.

A sneer appeared on Frost's face,

Despicable they will have many despicable means to achieve their goals.

If the senators understood the essence of Caesar, then even if they had no other choice, they would inevitably choose to intervene in Caesar's growth.

……

The woman was silent for a moment, and she immediately understood the meaning of her subordinates.

"Cesar Gattuso, my dear nephew, in the eyes of many people, he is as proud as a lion, but he is actually a child with a sensitive heart. He doesn't even want to believe that my dear uncle, those locked in the medical cabin How did the old guys gain his trust? With hundreds of years of romantic history? These things can only be blown in front of Pompeii."

"Were you also that night?"

He had read the relevant records of the mourning event of the summer, and Angers had reported these things to the secret party after he survived a hundred years ago.

"The world you are looking forward to is just the day when Caesar comes to the world and the Gattuso family ascends to the top of the world?"

And their Majesty has also awakened.

These dead servants of the dragon clan will all become prey for him to measure himself in the first battle.

"Yes, we cannot tolerate the rise of Menek and the Lionheart Society, but his style of conduct and awareness of fighting have won our respect." The woman said softly.

He had wondered more than once whether it was true that his dear nephew could understand his mountain-like love until the day he died.

"The family has given me status and honor, and I should also give the family even higher honor."

But someone stopped it all. He dealt with the nephew and the elder, fighting for a free sky for the former.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the clear night sky tonight, and began to think about women.

The woman slowly took off her black robe, revealing her bare arms covered with ancient totem tattoos, like a lush vine growing around her slender arms.

He lived for his family and died for Caesar.

Everything is a lie.

Caesar was no Herzog, and what they were trying to usurp was not the crippled White King.

"Probably... it is my Caesar who can still face anyone's world with pride, no matter who is standing opposite him."

In their view, human beings are greedy and good at civil war. They will easily sell their own race for a little profit. How can such a creature be valued by them?
The same is true for the Gattuso family. The despicable faces of those so-called elders made her want to vomit. How can such a low-level ethnic group qualify to become the mother clan of the newborn adults?
But at this moment, some consciousness and characteristics revealed by Frost subverted her inherent concept.

"Speaking this sentence means that you don't understand Caesar at all."

Ange gave way sideways, avoiding the straight knife, and raised his hand in an instant, the pocket knife slashed across the opponent's neck, and the toxin smeared on the pocket knife took effect in an instant.

And this was just the beginning of the battle. He snatched the Saber from the opponent's hand with his backhand, and smashed the marble floor with his steps.

For a split second, the sky was filled with bleak blood, so bright and eye-catching on this night, Ange retreated instead of advancing, trying to get close to the figure standing behind the group of dead servants.

"Ange, it seems that you hate me very much." The old man standing at the back sighed, "I haven't seen you for a long time. It's not good to want to kill me so impatiently. I just want to live. Is there something wrong with wanting to live?" ?"

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