He didn't react immediately, but the memories sealed in his mind for decades told him that the voice was very familiar to him.

It felt so familiar, like it had changed my entire life.

His once powerful and imposing aura, like that of a lion, suddenly began to change.

Everyone looked at him and suddenly realized that this man had become like a bewildered young boy in an instant.

He dreamt of returning to Cambridge and the River Cam, as if he were still that boy who pretended to read books while secretly watching girls' legs.

Angers suddenly stood up, and the chair behind him tilted backward because of his sudden movement.

But he couldn't care less.

The old man's eyes were clearly misty as he staggered to the door under everyone's astonished gaze.

The conference room door opened at that moment.

What greets you is a young man as bright and spirited as the sun.

Everyone was stunned by his charisma.

"Angers, it's been a long time!"

The young man gave Angers a big hug.

The warm sunlight hit me, and tears welled up in my eyes.

“Mei, Menek…”

He was so old, with a full head of white hair, but in front of this man, he seemed to have instantly returned to that passionate era, and he was still that carefree boy.

With Menek Cassel leading the way, he dared to go anywhere, even facing dragons head-on without fear.

"what!"

Everyone stood up in shock.

Everyone is familiar with the name Menek, because he is ranked first in the Hall of Heroes of the Academy, and even the name of the Academy of Kassel is derived from his surname.

He was the first leader of the Secret Party!

He led the Secret Party to victory after victory, sending the resurrected dragons back into slumber.

He did not back down when facing a target of the Dragon King level. He embarked on the path to godhood, and after raising his level, he was even able to use world-destroying incantations. Therefore, he was able to perish together with the Dragon King.

Summer's Mourning.

That was the most painful memory in Angers' life, and the event that changed his life forever.

In that battle, he lost his most important comrades, he lost a leader like Menek Kassel, he lost everything.

From then on, he lived in the past, in the memories of yesteryear, and became the dragon-slaying god in the eyes of his students.

For the next hundred years, he lived solely to send off the dragons to their funerals.

But the moment Menek Cassel appeared before him, he felt as if his whole world had exploded.

If an ordinary person's life is divided into spring, summer, autumn, and winter, then his life only has two seasons: winter and summer.

Before meeting Menek Cassel, he was all alone, with no one in the world he could cherish. He hated everything and only wanted to use his own abilities to escape poverty and loneliness. He lived in the depths of winter.

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After joining the Lionheart Society, he suddenly experienced a summer of happiness. Those years were filled with sunshine. He made good friends, earned respect, had goals to strive for, and had a future in mind.

But the dragons destroyed everything. On that early summer night, he was the only survivor, having lost all his friends, along with his glory and dreams.

He stepped into the depths of winter once more, and never emerged from it.

"I feel...like I'm back in summer..."

Angers murmured softly.

"My good brother! I'm back!"

Menek released him, looked around, and laughed heartily, "Children! I'll take you with me to kill Nidhogg!"

He could indeed call these elders children.

The elders were also excited because they saw their lifelong idol!

Meneke Cassel, the absolute spiritual leader of the Secret Service!

Now is not the time to divide up the spoils, but the most difficult time, and the time when we need heroes like this the most!

They are happy to follow and cheer for such people.

"I come on behalf of Odin, calling upon all hybrids and even dragons of the world to unite and besiege the true ultimate being, Nidhogg!"

Meneque sat imposingly at the head of the conference room, while Angers automatically took his seat below him.

The way he waved his hand seemed to conjure images of clashing swords and galloping horses behind him!

Angers and others were filled with excitement…

At the same time, the Henkel family was also having a meeting.

The recent changes in the world have been overwhelming for them. They had originally identified the Secret Society as their biggest enemy after the destruction of the Dragon Clan and had made many preparations for it. Even their next generation representative, Mr. Kentucky Dog Finger, was sent to Kassel College as an undercover agent. As a result, a series of unimaginable things happened.

World War broke out inexplicably. They first fought against the Secret Society, then were reaped by the dark side, and finally only managed to fight the White King to a draw thanks to Caesar, the Gattuso family's backup plan.

In the end, they didn't miss out on any benefits, but they did get to eat shit.

"This time, the resurgence of Nidhogg the Black King is something that all hybrids in the world must face; no one can be an exception."

Henrault leaned back in his chair, his old body slumped. “But our mixed-race people are exhausted from the last one, and many of them won’t be willing to go to the battlefield again.”

Fingel sat motionless, wrapped in a KFC bag, as if lost in thought.

"Perhaps we can wait for the Secret Service to take the lead and see how it goes when they fight the Black King to the death..."

"And then there's Natsuki and his Snake-Headed Eight Families, and even the White King. We can wait..."

"..."

The senior executives were abuzz with discussion.

Mr. KFC sneered: "When I advised you to wait last time, why didn't anyone listen to me?"

The atmosphere froze, and many people looked embarrassed.

"I told you long ago, that war was more like a war of attrition between the dragons and the hybrids and humans! We had to stay calm and preserve our strength! But you were all so eager to step forward and carve up the world! Now that a real catastrophe is upon us, you've all retreated. What a bunch of useless trash!"

He spoke very bluntly, but surprisingly no one dared to contradict him at that moment.

Because that's the truth. They couldn't resist their own greed and got dragged into the quagmire of war early on, and now they've made a complete mess of things.

"The outcome is already set in stone, and saying anything now won't change anything. Let's discuss how to deal with it next," Han Gao said, trying to smooth things over.

Mr. KFC snorted and crossed his arms without saying a word.

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"Ugh! What do you suggest we do?"

Henkel tapped on the table in front of Mr. KFC.

"Huh? What did you say? I'm done talking."

Mr. KFC shrugged, looking quite bewildered.

The atmosphere became even more awkward.

"If it doesn't work out, just wait and see. We'll either be ruled by the Secret Party or Xia Mu, or enslaved by the Dragon Clan..."

Han Gao sighed, his wrinkles deepening. "I'm very old and don't have many days left to live. It's just a pity for you young people who have completely handed your fate over to others."

Everyone lowered their heads in silence, and the atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

Mr. KFC observed coldly, feeling that it was about time, and was about to say something again.

"Winter, winter, winter."

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the conference room door.

The group exchanged puzzled glances.

"Please come in."

Henkel tapped the table.

The door was slowly opened, and sunlight streamed in, almost blindingly so.

A beautiful figure stood in the light, and for a moment no one could see her face.

Mr. KFC... or rather, Finger, seemed to have been turned into a sculpture.

The girl walked in against the light, step by step, light and graceful, like a kitten.

Fingel began to tremble.

The girl finally stood in front of him.

She raised her hands in the sunlight, her bright eyes and the gentle look on her pretty face drawing everyone into a beautiful vortex.

She grabbed the KFC bag and slowly pulled it open.

Henkel frowned, but seeing that Fingel didn't react, he didn't say anything either.

He is getting old; a new leader is needed for the future.

Fingel's face finally came into view, and many people looked on in surprise.

But he paid no attention to his surroundings; all his gaze and attention were completely drawn to the girl.

In this world, nothing and no one is more important than the girl in front of you!

"Is it...is it...is it you?"

Fingel could barely control his lips, and the sound that came out was trembling.

"Summer Mourning" and "Shadows Over the Greenland Sea" can be considered the two biggest setbacks in the history of the Peruvian Party.

Summer's Lament completely changed Hilbert Jean Angers' life.

The shadow of the Greenland Sea, however, was the turning point that changed Fingel's life.

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