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Only at this moment did Angers raise his head, look at Beowulf, and let out a soft laugh.

"Beowulf, we're old friends, are you going to kill me here?"

Beowulf said in a cold tone, enunciating each word clearly, "Why not?"

Chapter 233 Sadness

“I apologize, I was so engrossed in the music that I didn’t hear Lord Beowulf’s question. Could you ask again?”

Angers gave a slightly embarrassed chuckle.

Beowulf narrowed his eyes deeply. "Angers, stop with the tricks. If you decide to stand against the Secret Party, you won't be leaving this hotel conference room alive today."

Suddenly, a blinding white lightning bolt shone into the conference room, illuminating everyone's faces as well.

Beowulf's face was filled with murderous intent.

The expressions on everyone's faces were complicated, even though some of the board members wanted to remove Angers from his position as principal of the Kassel College.

They mostly just wanted to replace him with someone else, without considering killing Angers. After all, Angers was a master dragon slayer and a powerful force for the Secret Society. If Angers died, it would be a major loss for the Secret Society.

Previously, they probably thought Beowulf was just making a statement, an attitude to make Angers take it seriously, which is why he used it as a threat. But now it seems that Beowulf has made up his mind. If Angers says anything rebellious at this time, he will surely be met with a killing blow from Beowulf.

Many school board members were shocked. They hadn't expected the situation to escalate to this point in an instant, and they didn't even have a chance to negotiate with Angers. Beowulf's attitude was as sharp as a swift knife, immediately and decisively drawing his blade, leaving no room for negotiation and pushing Angers to the brink of disaster.

Of course, some board members also frowned, because they felt that Beowulf was too arbitrary and even wanted to drag all the board members down with him.

However, they hadn't considered breaking ties with Angers, and they also felt that Angers had done a very good job as the principal. It was just that Beowulf's immediate murderous intent had indeed angered them.

They all looked at Angers, and if the other party showed anger at this moment, these school board members would take sides.

Even Frost, who had long wanted to impeach Angers, couldn't help but frown. The situation was somewhat tricky. He had always wanted to remove Angers from his position as headmaster. But he hadn't intended to kill Angers outright, after all, Angers had made significant contributions to the dragon-slaying.

Of course, this is not to say that Beowulf had ulterior motives, but because this ruthless man with the title of Dragonblood has his own rules of conduct. Anyone who touches these rules is like touching the other party's bottom line, and what awaits them is inevitably Beowulf's slaughter.

What displeased Frost was that the situation had been handed over to Beowulf. He had always been accustomed to keeping everything under his control, but he also knew that speaking out rashly at this time would inevitably cause a lot of trouble. If he became a thorn in the side of the Beowulf family, it would be extremely detrimental to the Gattuso family. Moreover, if the elders of the family knew that he had made such a serious mistake, they would definitely punish him, and might even remove him from his position as acting patriarch.

Although Frost never liked this so-called acting patriarch, he wanted to be the true patriarch of the family. However, due to his abilities or perhaps his bloodline, he could only become the acting patriarch. The true patriarch of the Gattuso family was Pompeii, that playboy.

Although the other party did not manage the Gattuso family, he was the true patriarch, which was a tragedy for Frost, because his financial management skills and even his shrewdness were in some ways no less than Pompeii's. The only decisive factor was his dragon bloodline.

Frost's dragon bloodline was a rather ordinary one, not nearly as powerful as Pompeii's. The only basis for the Gattuso family elders' judgment that someone could become the patriarch was, in fact, bloodline.

Despite his other outstanding abilities, Frost seems more like a CEO hired by a family business; frankly, he's just working for the family and has absolutely no chance of becoming part of it.

Even though Frost has worked diligently for the Gattuso family all these years, almost to the point of exhaustion, and even though he has the blood of this family, so what? The elders of the family will not give him many opportunities. Moreover, in this position, he walks on thin ice every day. Once he makes a mistake, there will be irreparable consequences.

Over the years, Frost worked diligently, and the Gattuso family's wealth grew almost daily in an unimaginable way. This was largely due to Frost's efforts, but it only maintained his position as acting patriarch within the family.

This is also what makes Frost feel sad. He is not sad that his family does not value him, but that he himself has such a weak dragon bloodline. It is a tragedy for him. For example, now, when Beowulf unleashes his bloodline and activates that terrifying power, Frost subconsciously feels his own insignificance. He even finds it difficult to breathe. If it weren't for the bandages wrapped around his body, which even contain some steel plates, he might have been trembling uncontrollably.

Moreover, he believed that Percy, who was supporting him from behind with his palms, might have already sensed his predicament.

But Frost couldn't control himself. When that oppressive aura from a higher level of being came crashing down on him, he could only tremble. Angers, on the other hand, was different. The old man seemed to be apologizing, but in reality, he was chatting and laughing, even nonchalant, and didn't seem to be affected at all.

Angers' behavior immediately reminded him of Pompeii. If Pompeii were here, he would have acted similarly nonchalantly, and given Pompeii's arrogance, he might have acted even more uniquely.

Given Pompeii's personality at this point, if he saw someone who was dissatisfied with him, that person might have already leaned back in their chair, crossed their legs and placed them directly on the table, and lit a cigar to smoke.

If Pompey saw Beowulf slam his fist on the table in front of everyone, or even smash the table, he wouldn't mind loosening his tie and having a big fight with Beowulf right there.

Even if the other party is a so-called dragon-blooded person, it doesn't matter, because Pompeii is just that arrogant. He seems gentle and refined but is as flamboyant as a playboy. In fact, he is extremely ruthless at heart and will not show any mercy if a real fight breaks out.

Chapter 234 Twisting Off the Head

“Angers, since you brought out the footage of how Kassel College was destroyed, and even personally screened it for us to watch, you must be trying to convey some message to us, right?”

At this moment, school board member Lisa spoke up.

Of all the school board members, she was the one who least wanted anything to happen to Angers.

Angers couldn't help but say, "Actually, the reason I showed you this video is to show you how badly Kassel College has been destroyed. Now I need some funds to rebuild the college, and as shareholders of this college, you naturally have the right to know."

"and then?"

Frost asked instinctively.

He felt that Angers must have something in mind, or perhaps there was something he hadn't said. After all, if this meeting was really just about asking for funding, it would be a joke. Did these board members really lack such so-called funding? Just like the Gattuso family, to which Frost belonged, they would donate to some colleges every year to maintain their status among the elite, and each donation was quite substantial. So these board members didn't lack money; what they cared about was power.

The terrifying power Lin Ye unleashed deserves a very reasonable explanation; otherwise, the school board members' doubts and even their anger will never be quelled.

"Oh, besides that, I also plan to let you see for yourselves this new recruit I've enrolled, Lin Ye. You've all seen his potential, right? He must have left a very deep impression on you. What I want to say is that he will definitely become our trump card. Even if we run into the Dragon King, we can still put up a fight!"

Angers leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed. His manner of speaking was pleasant and welcoming, but what he said actually displeased some of the school board members, especially Beowulf, whose blood-red golden eyes seemed to be dripping with blood.

“Angers, you’re absolutely ridiculous. That guy named Lin Ye absolutely cannot become a student at Kassel College. He must be put on trial, otherwise he will definitely become a threat to the Secret Service in the future.”

You can't protect that child. When he destroyed the entire Kassel College, he became the enemy of all half-bloods. Those who uphold justice want to judge him, and those who are evil see him as a thorn in their side. Kassel College, a thorn in their side, will also be in the eye of the storm, and may even become the target of many forces. If you continue to make mistakes, you will only harm the entire Secret Society, and at that time, you will also become an enemy of the Secret Society.”

Beowulf said in a deep voice, this was his final ultimatum to Angers.

If the entire Secret Society takes action, Beowulf will once again become that dragon-blooded freak, making Lin Ye pay a heavy price.

Even some school board members who wanted to defend Angers were speechless at this moment, because through watching the video, they could sense that Lin Ye had a terrifying bloodline strength. Such a boy was difficult to control, and was like an unstable nuclear bomb that could trigger an earthquake in the entire mixed-race world at any time. At that moment, disaster could happen at any time, accompanied by death.

When the time really comes, can they bear the responsibility? Can Angers bear the responsibility? Nobody knows, but if the boy named Lin Ye can be tried and arranged in advance, then many things that happen later can be avoided, especially the bloodshed. So at this moment, the school board members who were originally neutral have become hesitant and even somewhat inclined to Beowulf's idea.

Angers looked at Beowulf ahead with a playful expression. "There's no need to put such a big accusation on me. Everything I, Angers, have done has never wronged the Secret Party. Moreover, everything I, Angers, have done is for the purpose of slaying dragons. Since that Summer Mourning, only slaying dragons has remained in my heart, so there's no need to use the Secret Party to suppress me."

"Angers, does this mean you no longer have any feelings for the Secret Party? Or have you already decided to become its enemy?"

Beowulf's tone was icy, and bolts of electricity began to erupt from his body. At first, everyone thought that the lightning outside had shot out and struck Beowulf directly, but they soon realized that these arcs of electricity were actually shooting out from Beowulf's body.

Many people were then horrified to realize the unique power of words possessed by Beowulf's terrifying bloodline.

At the same time, the board members were even more horrified to discover that the electric arcs were shooting out very slowly. They could even see every single detail of the arcs. However, this was not Beowulf's doing; rather, it was another force that had entered the hotel's conference room.

Time zero!

The school board members remembered the name of the Word of Power again, and then looked at Angers at the same time. At this moment, the old man's golden eyes were revealed, and he confronted Beowulf head-on.

This is Angers' exclusive incantation, meaning that Angers also activated his dragon bloodline at this moment.

“Beowulf, I’ll say it again, all I care about is slaying the dragon. I, Angers, don’t have that kind of scheming; everything I do is for slaying the dragon. The reason I made Lin Ye a freshman at Kassel College is because I need his power.”

In the future dragon-slaying war, Lin Ye will inevitably become a powerful dragon-slaying warrior. With his presence, Kassel College will suffer far fewer casualties, and if he is properly trained, he may even become the flag bearer of Kassel College.

The reason Lin Ye's outburst at Kassel College not long ago was due to the intervention of a hidden force, causing this misunderstanding. I hope you can broaden your perspective beyond that damned bloodline power. Since someone has the means to manipulate things like this, it means Kassel College, and even the entire Secret Society, isn't the only powerful force. We don't know what other forces are plotting against us behind the scenes. Therefore, we need Lin Ye's strength even more. Moreover, the fact that this boy is so protective of his beloved girl shows he's not a bad person, which is exactly what we need.”

At this point, Angers glanced around at every member of the board of directors present, including Beowulf.

"Therefore, I am determined to protect Lin Ye. Anyone who makes a move against me, openly or secretly, will not be spared. They will all become my mortal enemies. This is not a warning, but an ultimatum to everyone. If anyone does not believe it, they are welcome to try."

Angers' words were extremely cold, like the Grim Reaper speaking from hell, and every word he uttered was a judgment on everyone present.

Some of the school board members, including Frost, couldn't help but become serious. When they wanted to impeach Angers before, he only seemed somewhat helpless and didn't care much.

This was the first time they had truly felt the killing intent emanating from Angers, which was even colder and more intense than the killing intent Beowulf had previously unleashed, carrying with it centuries of hatred.

Angers has made his stance clear: he will keep his word. Anyone who dares to cross his bottom line will not only have their hand chopped off, but their head will also be twisted off.

Chapter 235 War Letter

Rumble!

The pale white lightning, like a twisted serpent, darted and roared through the dark clouds, instantly illuminating the previously dim conference room and the faces of the board members present.

They all possess wealth and power that are unimaginable to ordinary people. At this moment, a solemn expression appeared on the faces of almost all the school board members. It was a sense that the situation was beyond their control and was gradually turning into a crisis. If not handled properly, it might lead to the destruction of their respective families.

"%￥#@!"

However, at that moment, a murmured sound came from the previously dimly lit conference room, as if someone was chanting scriptures. But the sound was muffled, more like someone snoring.

call out!

Suddenly, Beowulf, who had been sitting at the end of the conference table, glanced coldly at one of the school board members. This school board member was the same guy who had been holding prayer beads earlier, and it was he who had been rapidly reciting the Diamond Sutra.

When the school board member noticed Beowulf's fierce aura sweeping over him, his hand trembled, and the prayer beads in his hand fell to the ground in fright. He didn't dare to pick them up and sat up straight, behaving himself obediently.

"Angers, is what you said earlier the only answer I have?"

Beowulf stared at Angers, and at that moment he slowly stood up, his old hands, covered with fine white scales, pressed down on the table in front of him, while his body leaned slightly forward.

As he spoke, the lightning outside became even more chaotic, especially the booming sound, which was like the shockwaves caused by countless cannon fire. Everyone present knew that Beowulf's anger and killing intent had reached their peak, and a battle might break out in the next second.

The school board members couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

They were not only shocked by the aura Beowulf exuded, but also felt a sense of fear from the initial display of his bloodline power.

This generation of Beowulf hasn't made a move in decades, and the family heads present rarely witnessed Beowulf's actions even decades ago. Moreover, several of the school board members are only in their twenties or thirties. So, although they know that Beowulf's bloodline is very strong, after all, he comes from Beowulf, and the name alone represents his extremely formidable strength.

They only had a vague concept of such power, but now that Beowulf was unleashing his power without restraint, these school board members truly realized what was terrifying.

In the secular world, they were all upper-class people with wealth and power, but at this moment they felt as weak as children, while Beowulf was like a thunderous giant, his long black overcoat fluttering like a black flag.

The opponent's short, white hair stood on end like steel needles, and tiny white arcs of electricity trembled between the strands. Some of these arcs intertwined, even producing a small, muffled sound. This showed that the opponent's power, once unleashed, was bound to be devastating.

Faced with this formidable aura, Angers, at the other end of the conference table, remained calm and composed.

The man fiddled with his empty wine glass. If he could, he would even like to have another glass. However, when Beowulf displayed his powerful aura just now, many wine bottles were shattered by the impact. So even if Angers wanted another glass, it would be impossible unless a new waiter dared to rush in and offer him one.

However, according to regulations, Angers had instructed the hotel manager that no one should enter or disturb the room, no matter what happened inside. In addition, the room was locked with several combination locks and blocked by heavy doors, so the room became an isolated place where no one would disturb what happened inside at any moment.

Faced with Beowulf's murderous questioning, Angers shrugged and said with a playful tone, "Lord Beowulf, judging from your aggressive demeanor, are you dissatisfied with my answer? If not, I can change my tone, I can even hum a tune, as long as you find it pleasing. But no matter the tone, my final answer will remain the same: I will protect Lin Ye, and anyone who opposes me will die!"

Angers spoke casually, but the murderous intent hidden in his words still sent chills down the spines of the school board members present.

They all knew that Angers had always been a strong figure, and such people often went to the other extreme. But to some extent, if you wanted to fight against the brutal dragons, you needed someone like Angers. So-called indecisiveness and even so-called emotional ties would eventually become the root of destruction. Only by abandoning these things could you fight the dragons without hesitation.

Although Angers also wanted to avenge his deceased friends, he was no longer bound by any ties. If he could slay the dragon, he didn't care what kind of creatures his companions were. Therefore, the board members present could feel the intense urgency in Angers' heart. He was even willing to stand against most of the board members and Beowulf to protect Lin Ye.

From the beginning, Angers never intended to negotiate with them. All Angers wanted to do was inform them that Lin Ye would be studying at Kassel College and becoming one of the thousands of warriors at Kassel College. He would also be fighting dragons on the battlefield. As for the danger of the other party's bloodline, Angers was aware of it, but he didn't care, as long as he could slay dragons.

Frost, steeling himself, said at this moment, "Gentlemen, now is not the time to fight amongst ourselves. We can each compromise on how to deal with Lin Ye. For example, we can observe him for a period of time. If he truly has no problems, or passes the test, then he can continue his studies at Kassel College. If he fails, then we can put him on trial. What do you say?"

“My stance has been made very clear: Lin Ye must face trial. While the other party hasn’t truly gained power yet, there’s still time. Otherwise, it will definitely be another catastrophe. Angers, if you really want to protect him, then accept my challenge! Life or death!”

Beowulf said in an icy tone, then pulled a blood-red challenge letter from his pocket and threw it directly onto the conference table.

This has always been the attitude of the Beowulf family.

If you want to obtain something, or to validate your choices, then you must defeat or kill the other party. Beowulf clearly wanted to make a real decision in this way.