Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 118 The end of the fallen nobles

In the Warrior Branch, a flag-raising ceremony and a swearing-in speech must be held every Monday.

Its main purpose is to inspire the patriotism of students and the passion and loyalty of soldiers through words.

Maybe it worked really well in the beginning. However, as the events become more frequent, they become more formulaic and coping.

Without a sincere reading of the manuscript, it will naturally have no inflammatory power and may even have the opposite effect.

Most of the students from the Warrior Branch who were lined up in neat square formations on the playground looked disapproving or impatient. Just ensure basic silence and discipline within the constraints of their respective teachings. No one wants to waste time listening to nonsense. From the beginning of the formation, every minute and every second I was looking forward to disbanding. Similar ideas are included in most teachings.

Everyone has a herd mentality. Once a trend is formed, there is no possibility of reversing it. Feelings are already a thing of the past. Talking intuitively about the benefits and benefits is far more effective than pale appeals.

The flag-raising ceremony came to an end.

The branch academic director responsible for reading the speech has not yet arrived.

Everyone in the audience waited for nearly a quarter of an hour, and the atmosphere gradually became restless.

Salman Melendez, the dean of the Warrior Branch who had not been seen for a long time, jumped down from mid-air to the stage and accepted the loudspeaker microphone handed by the branch staff.

"I'm sorry, classmates! Dear professors, our dean of students, Mr. Caparocci, was unfortunately involved in the struggle of the nobles and was killed. Many of my words here are purely from my feelings."

"First of all, many people may not agree with the principle that those who do evil will be killed. But Mr. Caparocci's fate is in front of you. I think you should reconsider it carefully..."

The principal's sarcastic words without any scruples instantly set off the atmosphere.

Aglaia was surrounded by female classmates whispering to each other, and even her teacher Ai Qian was asking her colleagues around her.

"The specific situation must have been heard by well-informed people. Yes, a major event happened late last night that changed the power structure of the royal capital. I don't know how it will be recorded in the history books in the future. Maybe it will be called Night Whisper The massacre at the Grand Hotel, or the great destruction of the fallen nobles. In short, there were hundreds of high-level officials from various forces in important positions who participated in the banquet, and there were very few survivors. It is a pity that Director Caparocci became one of them One member."

"I know many of you hate him! In fact, to be fair, compared to the other degenerate nobles at the banquet, Mr. Capalocchi's behavior is not too unacceptable. Although he is bitter, mean, and powerful, , greedy for money, and lustful, but rarely directly coerce others and violate the law to commit further evil deeds.”

"The mistake was that he miscalculated the risks, underestimated the strength and ruthlessness of the great nobles, got together with a bunch of rabble, and sought his own death."

"Although, on the surface, the middle-level nobles jointly occupy a great advantage, covering almost all the powers of each department, and have an absolute home field advantage. It is impossible for the foreign nobles to compete with them head-on. However, the nobles who have always been pampered But they forgot the more important underlying rules." Salman Melendez looked around the audience and his tone suddenly sank: "The weak eat the strong, everything depends on strength!"

"Rules made by weaklings are meaningless. Wouldn't it be ridiculous for a group of sheep to ask a tyrannosaurus not to eat meat in the future..."

"So, a tragedy happened! During their banquet, the great nobles sent two powerful men from the holy realm to carry out the most brutal iron-blooded killing of all the guests in the Yeyu Hotel!"

"I can't describe the tragedy. The people who died in the hotel were fine, but most of the people who died outside couldn't even find their bodies..."

"I can't say clearly which noble noble made the move, for fear of causing trouble by talking nonsense. I think this incident will be used as a case of lower-ranking nobles joining forces to challenge upper-ranking nobles, and serve as a warning to those who come after."

"Friendly reminder, you can pay attention to the list of victims published in the emergency edition of Kingdom Weekly. There may be surprises..."

After a brief five-minute speech and a hearty laugh, Salman Melendez handed back the loudspeaker to the school staff in the studio and jumped away lightly.

The swearing-in speech was over, and all teachers and students were dismissed.

Aglaia found that many people around her looked at her very strangely, with a kind of awe and complicated eyes.

"what happened?"

"What are they watching me do..." The bystanders have generally understood the incident and the truth through the piecemeal communication, only the person involved is still in the dark.

The beautiful butterfly doesn't know that the storm is caused by flapping its wings...

Night watchman station, office building.

In the prison room, Lesser spent a lot of time sitting upright, silently waiting for acquaintances, relatives and friends to greet him.

In fact, I could have left last night, but wouldn't being too low-key mean a complete failure?
He must set up a good show, go out in glory, and severely disgrace the night watchman. It is best to publish it in the newspapers to severely attack the arrogance of people who claim to be righteous.

Lesser clenched his fists on his knees and suppressed the upward curve of the corners of his mouth.

Time passes slowly.

He began to feel a little irritated, his brows furrowed unconsciously, and he felt like he was holding in a breath that he couldn't spit out.

Finally, I couldn't help but get up and walked to the window: "That's wrong! How is it possible that there isn't anyone here to visit? Is the night watchman up to something and deliberately not letting anyone in..."

Lesser thought it was very possible, so he walked to the door and patted it hard.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" The female night watchman flashed and stood at the door.

"Has anyone come to see me in the morning?" Lesser asked.

"No..." the female night watchman replied coldly: "You can leave at any time now, no one will stop you."

Lesser snorted softly, thinking that the night watchmen were behind it. It seemed that they had guessed his plan.

"Forget it! Get out first, there will always be a chance for revenge later."

Lesser reluctantly walked out of the prison cell, got his voice watch from the front desk, and called his family.

"Hey! Butler, why didn't anyone pick me up this morning?"

"Master Lesser, something big has happened! The master and the guests who attended the banquet yesterday were all attacked and killed. Now many servants of the family and outsiders have rushed into the mansion to destroy and loot."

The wall fell and everyone pushed.

The evil deeds of the Belland family in the past were truly outrageous. Human trafficking, oppression of good people, and plundering.

It can be said that every bit of the family's wealth is soaked in the blood and tears of the weak.

There was almost no need for guidance from interested people. As the exact news was released in the Kingdom Weekly, the public was immediately excited.

Countless angry people gathered like water droplets to form streams, like streams to form rivers, and finally surrounded the Belland family villa like a vast ocean.

Rebellious minions took the initiative to expose several important underground strongholds.

More ugliness will soon be exposed to the world.

(End of this chapter)