A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 164 Han Gao: Keep making things up, go ahead and make things up.

After agreeing with Lu Mingze to lead the team to the capital again in a while, Angers had just hung up the phone when he heard Norma's urgent report: "Principal."

"Mr. Henkel has returned to your office and is requesting to see you, along with Professor Schneider."

"And it was emphasized that it was a private meeting."

Henkel? What's the old guy up to this time?
Angers was completely bewildered. Maintaining his composure for zero seconds, he rushed to the unburnt vending machine by the roadside as fast as he could: "Norma, give me a bottle of water."

I was already thirsty enough, and then I had to talk to the boss about a lot of things. If I didn't drink some water, I was worried that I would dry out and die.

No need to insert coins; the vending machine dispenses a bottle of water.

Angers finished his drink in one go, letting out a long, satisfying breath. He then canceled the timer and hurried back to his office.

On the way back, seeing many places still engulfed in flames, with the air filled with a pungent, acrid smell of burning, Angers couldn't help but sigh.

How long has it been? How long has it been since Kassel has been this disheveled?
Since the founding of Kassel, it has never been so devastated. More than half of the college was burned down, and buildings, corridors, flower beds and lawns were reduced to ashes.

"Haha, let Gattuso pay for it." Angers chuckled to himself as he thought about the expenses.

With a change of heart, he returned to the principal's office. Professor Schneider and the others had already gone to settle the students, and Frost and Fernand had also returned to the lounge, leaving only Henkel waiting there.

"Aren't you going to rest yet, Henkel?" Angers maintained a calm, gentle smile, showing no sign of weakness, and picked up some tea from the shelf beside him. "Still can't sleep? Did you come all this way just to mooch some tea from me?"

Henkel took off his police-star cowboy hat, held up his index finger in his hand, and gently twirled the hat: "No, I just came here to remind you to be careful of the Solomon Temple Society."

"Oh?" Angers' heart skipped a beat. The black-clad group that used the mysterious organization to rush to Odin Hall was actually the Solomon Temple Society.
But why would Henkel be so kind as to tell him? Angers prided himself on his poor relationship with Henkel, and there was no way he would share intelligence for free.

So, was Han Gao trying to scheme against him?

The group in black was not the Solomon Temple Order; Han Gao was helping to cover it up.

Or perhaps, after suffering a loss at the hands of the Solomon Temple, Han Gao deliberately provoked a conflict between Kassel and the Solomon Temple?
"Haha, thank you for letting me know, I understand now." Angers decided to remain calm and wait for the right opportunity.

The immediate priority is to appease the students and rebuild Kassel. A slightly less urgent task is to wait until things calm down before taking action against the King of the Land and Mountains, and incidentally lure out the mysterious organization and Norton.

Henkel's thirteen North American families and the Solomon Temple Order took a backseat to these important matters.

Anyway, Kassel can keep this debt in mind for now and settle it whenever he has time.

Henrault paused in his hat-twirling motion, looking at Angers with disbelief. No, he wasn't angry at all?

Others are taking advantage of your misfortune and invading Kassel, and you're not even a little angry? Is this still Angers?
“I never realized you were so forgiving.” Hango began to look Angers up and down, suspecting that Angers had suffered a fatal wound.

Otherwise, why would they be so kind and generous as to ignore the actions of the Solomon Temple Order?

They invaded Kassel and slapped you in the face, and you, as the principal, didn't react at all?
In the next instant, Angers, like a ghost, appeared in Henkel's sight, skipping the intermediate movement, from standing by the tea rack to sitting opposite Henkel: "I'm not injured, old friend."

"..." Han Gao's right hand subconsciously reached for the alchemical revolver, but after feeling the metallic texture, he slowly moved it away: "Okay, okay, let's not discuss this."

“I’ve come to visit you alone, just to ask you one last time, Cassel, is it really impossible for you to cooperate with us? We don’t need too much, just a third of the Dragonbone Cross will do.”

"This is the bottom line for all thirteen of us."

From beginning to end, the dragon bone cross was what Henkel truly wanted.

If Angers remains greedy and attempts to monopolize everything, then don't blame them for following the example of the Solomon Temple and launching a second attack on Kassel. Furthermore, Han Gao and the thirteen North American families behind him might even proactively contact the Solomon Temple, along with other large hybrid factions, to gather even greater strength and deliver a devastating blow to Kassel!
“Oh.” Angers never expected that Henkel was still superstitious about the dragon bone cross in Kassel: “I can have Norma play a video.”

"Just before, after you left, Frost and I contacted Caesar Gattuso in Philadelphia. From the conversation, you can tell that we really didn't get the Dragonbone Cross."

"You should know Caesar Gattuso, right? The heir to the Gattuso family, I won't lie to you."

"Keep making things up," Hango said with a grin, looking at Angers with a mocking expression.

My young men have already obtained the latest Philosopher's Stone refined from the Dragonbone Cross from your underground ice cellar, and you're still pretending?
They're not even willing to share a third of it?

Then don't blame him for being unethical.

Fortunately, a seed of doubt about the Solomon Temple had been planted in Angers' mind beforehand.

In the future, when Angers secretly joins forces with the Solomon Temple to launch a second attack on Kassel, they will likely prioritize contacting the Solomon Temple, which would make their side somewhat safer.

"Okay, I believe you, Angers. I can't stay up any longer, I'm going back to rest."

"Walk slowly."

……

Unlike the overwhelmed Angers, Old Tang, who had already left Kassel, was so excited that he danced with joy.

Grabbing onto Bao Lie, he stretched out his arms wide and exclaimed, "Awesome, so awesome! Shadow Bro, don't you think I'm cool?"

"With a flick of my hands, I set fire to both sides, burning down Kassel. Facing that damned Principal Zero of Time, I'll use the world as my furnace, and he won't be able to get through."

"Hahaha, you let this Kassel spy on me, and even outsourced it, and you want to kidnap my brother? Bah! I'll burn him to death!"

"Shadow Brother, next time there's something to do with Cassel, be sure to drag me along. No matter who wants to mess with Cassel, I, Old Tang, will definitely step in!"

Having been imprisoned in Yuanbao for a long time, Bao Lie hadn't had much time to chat with people. Now that he had the chance, he naturally didn't mind and interacted wildly: "I'm not bad either."

“When the elite of the Kassel executive department surrounded me, I used a mental piercing technique to show them that youth is great, you can just lie down and sleep.”

Upon hearing about the bizarre power of 'mental piercing', Old Tang remembered the old power he had long coveted: "Um, could I have a potion?"

"I also want some of your extraordinary abilities."

Although the alchemy and incantations of the Dragon Clan civilization are quite useful, Old Tang simply believes that the power left over from the past is even better.

Don't bother explaining why he thinks that way; Old Tang has long been completely fooled by Xu Lie and firmly believes that the Black King, the progenitor of the Dragon Clan, was formed from remnants of the past.

This further demonstrates how powerful the old forces were.

Wanting something better is only human nature.

This isn't the first time. When he first arrived in Philadelphia, Old Tang had already made it clear that he wanted to get a bottle of potion to try.

After thinking for a moment, Bao Lie gave a prudent reply: "I'll go back and ask the church's chief priest and give you an answer as soon as possible, or I'll ask Bishop Huang Tao to give you an answer."

"Thank you very much, I'll be waiting."

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