Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 497
The Kassel School Council, formerly the Council of Elders of the Secret Party, formed the Council of Elders who survived the Dragon Slaying War, passing on their past experience to generations of young people.

With the rise of Angers, the power of the school board has been weakened a lot, but it still maintains the past traditions, such as finding a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to hold a regular meeting every year, and then at this boring meeting for a few insignificant things. Little things to argue about.

Generally speaking, the location of the meeting is selected in a small town in Europe, and the environment is good enough to not tire the old men of the school board.

But this time, something is different.

Africa, in the middle of the Sahara Desert, is a natural Jedi on earth, like a stove during the day and an icehouse at night.

But today, a special school board meeting was held here.

A helicopter landed in the center of the sand sea, and Frost, with bandages on his hands, braved the scorching sun above and walked on the sand sea.

The gravel was hot, and he could feel the wail of the leather shoes on his feet.

"Don't think that this bitter trick can solve anything," Ender followed behind him, saying with some disdain: "It's just you going crazy."

Frost looked at the arm he had shot through, and smiled wryly: "It is always necessary to make some gestures. Gattuso's manor was invaded, and I must be injured."

As the second-in-command in the family, after the family residence was invaded by the Executive Department, if Frost could still attend the school board meeting intact, it would only show the cowardice of the Gattuso family to many school board members.

Some gesture had to be made to show that Gattuso had resisted.

"Heh, one or two are good at deceiving people." Ender said with some disdain, his mouth twitching.

The two walked forward, and in the center of the desert, a white tent stood there, shining in the sun.

This place was chosen by Ender, which was very in line with his personal aesthetics. A long table was placed in a semi-open tent, and the school directors reluctantly sat on the edge of the long table.

"Oh, Ender, you're here." Beowulf, who was sitting by the side, greeted Ender with his hand.

Compared with many years ago, Beowulf's beard and hair are already white, and the muscles on his arms have shrunk a lot, only the white dragon scales remain unchanged.

The old man was in a good mood, and the return of Angers and Ander was like a good medicine, which revived the centenarian with youthful vitality.

"Beowulf, you seem to be in good spirits." Ender gave him a hug. "The bastards of the Garcia family didn't cause you any trouble, did they?"

"They are very obedient. After all, the boys in Kassel are all good at it." Beowulf nodded, and the face of an old man sitting next to him turned ugly.

Ender sat down in his seat, and Frost next to him also found his own seat. Inside the tent, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

The school managers here are divided into two factions. Most of the school managers of the Angers faction are smiling, while the other school managers who have fallen into trouble are ashamed, and some of them are wounded.

"That Angers guy, he hasn't arrived yet," Ender muttered, turning his head to ask Beowulf next to him, "Where did that guy go?"

"He came with Master Laurent," said Beowulf, "perhaps he was delayed on the way."

Ender slumped on the chair and looked around. Most of the school managers had flattering smiles on their faces. Even though they were wounded, their appearance didn't change at all.

"Ange is not here, so we might as well say something more outrageous." Ender looked at the school manager and stood up: "Ange is a well-behaved person, and he is also a nostalgic person. He doesn't want to destroy the secret party left by his teacher." .”

"But I'm different, I don't care about these messy things." Ender walked around the long table, pausing slightly every time he went, which made the school manager's heart tighten: "I'm a rule breaker, so everyone... ..."

"Let's end this charade and have an honest talk."

"What do you want?" Frost raised a question that the school managers were most concerned about. What did Ender want, money, technology, and power? These school managers have it all.

But does Ender want these unknown things?
Will he be like a beggar, taking over the charity of the school trustees?
Of course not, flames fell from the sky, and one after another fireballs appeared in front of the school manager, emitting huge heat.

"I don't understand politics, and I don't understand scheming." Ender rubbed his fingers lightly, and the fireball turned into a fire ring around the school director's neck: "But I still understand the principle of killing for life."

The ring of fire was tightening, and the skins of the trustees smelled of roasted meat. They gasped and screamed in pain, but Ender's story continued.

"Now those dragon kings are waking up one by one. Ange and I stand in the front line, but you are eating and drinking in the rear."

Ender walked to one end of the long table and stared at the school manager who was tortured half to death by the ring of fire: "I understand the simple truth that the inside must be settled first, so in order to make the next plan go smoothly, I'm working on it." Consider whether to kill you."

The school directors are all very old, like Francois Garcia, the school director of the Garcia family, who was tortured by Ender, and has already fallen into a half-dead trance.

Only Frost Gattuso, who is slightly younger among the school managers, can still maintain a certain sanity.

He gasped, his hands were scratched by blue veins and he grabbed onto the table, and said intermittently: "Gattuso...family, willing...to compensate..."

Ender pulled his palm, and the ring of fire around Frost's neck tightened a bit. Frost simply rolled his eyes white, passed out, and woke up the next second because of the burning pain of his skin.

"When I'm talking, don't interrupt," Ander said coldly: "Where did I just say, oh yes, you must first settle down when you fight against the outside world, a bald man in Huaxia said that back then, but later things proved that , What he said makes no sense at all.”

"So later that guy betrayed everyone, and I killed him on Treasure Island, and burned the diary he wrote," Ender nodded his chin and said, "Of course, I didn't burn them all, after all, without that thing, it would be less fun. "

"Okay, let's not get too far. I prefer another theory than making peace with the outside world." Ender's face softened. "It's called the united front, uniting all people who can be united."

Ender waved his hand lightly, the rings of fire around the necks of the school managers dissipated, and there was a panting sound in the tent. Frost frowned, his fingers lightly brushed the burned neck, and his body twitched from the pain.

Immediately, Ender asked with a smile: "There is only one question now, are you the one worthy of unity?"

(End of this chapter)