Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 264 Mr. Ange just wants to scold (two in one)

In a secret room in Kassel College, five figures lined up on both sides of a wooden table.

they are not real

——In other words, it is not a real person present, but appears here with the help of optical projection technology.

A small rattle was also projected in front of each virtual projected figure, but there was a breathless silence in the room.

Very classic scene, very subtle composition.

This kind of setting is generally used in the bridge sections of American comics and movies. There are five big brothers with all black backgrounds, and a one-eyed army king stands with his hands behind his back. lines.

It is used to highlight the high-spirited and discerning between the incompetent head of the government agency and the superhero.

discerning (double meaning)
"Puff heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh."

For some reason, the white-haired old man who was sitting well in front of the five figures suddenly laughed out loud. He first let out a sound of breathing, quickly covered his lips with his hands, and then gently He knocked his head on the table, making intermittent noises.

That was an action that absolutely didn't fit the atmosphere.

Also because of this abrupt behavior, among the five figures, one by one gray-haired middle-aged man spoke, and had to break the silence:

[Ange, you are late. 】

"Oh?" Anger pointed at his nose and raised his head.

The two looked at each other, Ange frowned, then turned to ask the other shadow next to him in doubt: "Is that so?"

【you ask me? 】

Wearing a red sports jacket, a middle-aged man who looked like he had finished his morning exercise put his hands on the table. His complexion was also a little delicate. Although his words seemed to be at ease, there was a hint of caution hidden deep in his eyes.

[If you ask me, you might as well ask about your private jet. Just today, there was a large amount of aviation fuel on your reimbursement bill.Are you interested in chatting with those environmental protection agencies of the United Nations to discuss issues such as the ecological environment?Or do you choose to come here on time and ahead of schedule next time with a civil airliner? 】

There is humor in the man's words, but at the same time, there is a hidden knife in his smile. For people at their level, every word is full of deep meaning and temptation. It sounds exaggerated, but in fact, as long as you say too much It will become a natural conditioned reflex.

Angers didn't know whether he understood or not, so he just shrugged.

He knew that in this kind of place, someone would speak without him.

【Principal Angers may have been delayed by something. 】

Sure enough, the cold female voice spoke from a mysterious young woman wearing a black veil. She seemed to be an old acquaintance with Angers, and the partiality between her words was very obvious.

The girl's slightly exposed chin skin is white, with extremely elegant lines, like a perfect sculpture repeatedly polished by God.Angers watched and admired, did he show an elegant smile. "Oh, Lisa, my boy, you've grown up so fast, you're still wearing your Eton uniform as long as I remember."

【You are aging too slowly. I think you can hold my hand and watch me be buried in a coffin filled with white roses. 】The girl said with a smile, but this time, she added a bit of dark words to her words, and that meaning made Angers face a little embarrassed, so she just closed her eyes and turned around as if she didn't understand anything. head.

".Um, so, is our meeting about to start?"

The monk sitting in a corner had his eyes slightly closed, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. It seemed that he didn't intend to participate in the discussion, but he opened his eyes when Angers asked a question, and spoke leisurely.

【This meeting was urgently called by you, so the presiding work should naturally be entrusted to you. 】

"Got it~" Ange replied with a rising tone, and said warmly.

The last thing left at the same table was a petite girl, who was a little exaggeratedly young, about 15 or 16 years old, with a little baby fat face trying to hold a serious expression, and her dark green pupils were staring at the food prepared on the table. The mineral water was in a daze, and a respectful middle-aged housekeeper stood behind him.

Not everyone intends to participate in this topic, Anger couldn't help curling his mouth after confirming this fact.

He stroked the table with his palm, but the thin sound touched the hearts of everyone present.

Even though they are not in the real secret room at this moment, no one dares to ignore this man's every move.

Because he is a legend of the last century, a legend who has lived to this day, if the name of Hilbert Jean Angers is used as a deterrent, it is impossible for any mixed-race organization in this world to remain unchanged.

Angers didn't make a fuss, he just rearranged his collar, doing his every move like a gentleman who has been influenced by elegance, and after confirming everything, he set the original alarm.

"I've been waiting for a long time, everyone, so let the school board begin—"

As the smiling Angers finished his brief opening remarks, the leaders of the mixed-race forces in this room who could almost influence the trend of the entire world finally focused their attention.

The white projection screen behind Angers was illuminated, revealing a photo.

The school board of directors looked over there, but their gazes of scrutiny also stagnated.

The sky is suddenly as dark as ink, and the twilight is as dark as a hut. The water has left the sea and floated into the air. You can vaguely see the rolled up fish like bats whirling and dancing in the middle of the black clouds, and the fireflies fluttering like flies.

The furious thunder smashed the grand blackness, and the dark shadows hovered and hovered under the dark blue thin stream, and the abyss opened its scarlet eyes, piercing the trembling sea.

All the members of the school board couldn't help feeling tense. It was a fear for no reason. An excellent painter can show the three-dimensionality and layering in front of people. If necessary, he can even freeze the picture that should have died. Like a living thing, even beyond the shock of photos.

But the picture before us does not need any superfluous additions.

Just showing the frozen picture with blurred light is enough for people to hear the raging torrents exploding beside them, the noise and chaos of the mud and sand under the deep sea, and the sharp roar of monsters.

That is a god and a dragon.

Just the next-generation species recovered from the depths of the sea is enough to call the so-called four elements between heaven and earth, affecting all indicators on the scene, and the vision of heaven and earth. Those who don't know may think that a fellow daoist is here to overcome the catastrophe.

The waves it raised were enough to collapse a city in an instant.

"The next generation, the lineage of the king of ocean and water." Anger observed the expressions of everyone, but he didn't know what he saw, and continued to press the page-turning button of the electronic pen.

"We tentatively named it [Scylla]."

"The name comes from the siren who devoured sailors in Greek mythology. Her body has six heads, twelve feet, and a cat's tail. She guards one side of the Strait of Messina, the other side of which is famous. It is the vortex of Charybdis. When ships pass through the strait, they can only choose to pass through the vortex of Charybdis or her territory, and she will eat all the crew."

"It's an interesting story, but the problem is that the entity of this legend is the existence of a subspecies."

The white-haired middle-aged man who was the first to speak before shook the bell in his hand.

[I can understand what you want to say, it's shocking, but these are all the information that the school board can find. The existence of this next-generation species was discovered and proven a month ago. Go ahead, in other words - you are solely responsible. 】

The man named Frost frowned.

[Are you trying to brag to us about how powerful the monsters you hunted down to claim credit?Do you not hesitate to break the tradition of holding school board meetings?Angers, you are not a child of that age anymore, are you? 】

These few words made the rest of the school board except Lisa laugh, but they couldn't help but think about what Frost meant.

As he said, the school board meeting was held in Portofino, Italy every year in the past. Since the school board meeting involves the schedule and personal safety of the participating school board members, the meeting is rarely rescheduled or changed unless there are major events affecting the college. occur.

But today, Angers rarely held an interim school board meeting.

The location is the conference room of the students in Kassel, and the members of the board of directors participated in the online projection.

Troubling the board of directors is very similar to Angers' style, but it is relatively rare to express his emotions so directly, after all, he considers himself a gentleman.

Angers, instead of getting angry at Frost's questioning, kept that subtle smile on his face, watching them quietly like that.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the room that was still sparsely filled with laughter gradually became dim and quiet.

Quietly. It makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Frost kept his mouth shut, but a burning flame inexplicably arose in his heart. The scene where he was overwhelmed by Angers' aura made him very uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to speak to break the deadlock—

"I'm not fooling around."

"As we said initially, the board meeting is a matter of the schedule and safety of the board members present, and that's why I'm calling this meeting."

The implication is that someone is threatening the safety of the school board.

Frost just wanted to continue to ask the next area——

"It's almost here."

Without thinking, the old man broke the frozen air.

Angers no longer played with the plane of the conference table, but held the alarm clock used for conversation.

Upon seeing this, Frost reminded.

[Ange, use the alarm to sound before speaking, this is the rule of the meeting. 】

".Regulation?"

Ange repeated the word in a low voice, and he suddenly thought of what the girl said.

——But I originally thought that mixed races would be a group of classic stubborn old people who set up a round table, stayed in suits and leather shoes in a small dark room that was obviously rich in repairs but did not turn on the light, and obviously wanted to drag the head off the other side and kick it as a ball But still smiling and shaking the small alarm bell, he opened his mouth and spoke, telling conflicts of interests and clichéd stories that revealed the ugliness of human nature.

Pretty much the same.

It's better not to let that child see this scene, how...
Disappointing.

Angers suddenly felt a little irritable, sighed wearily and said slowly.

"Let me make it clear that I am not in a very good mood today."

"I was on a mission with my most beloved students, only to be forced to put my students in a dangerous situation because someone deliberately passed on the wrong information for their own purposes, and I couldn't support them."

"Although I know that the child should be fine, but ah, it will still be very uncomfortable, right?"

Angers didn't respond too much to Frost's words, but took out the cigar that his friend stuffed for him before the meeting from his trouser pocket, lit it neatly, and continued talking while smoking.

"There will be a day like this. Everyone here is either a father with a child, or a child with a father. When you are in a bad mood, you will not be able to calm down to make your child happy, and you will also show your face to raise yourself Parents for many years."

【.what do you want to say. 】

The secretive atmosphere of the school board spread, and everyone except Frost, who had always been at odds with Angers, kept their lips tightly shut at the moment.

They can see that the current state of Angers is very wrong.

"What do you want to say?" Ange raised his face with a cigarette in his mouth, and tilted his head.

"—Your brain is so hard to use, do you want me to explain clearly?"

[Ange!This is the school board, you are provoking—]

"Frost, from the beginning, you like to repeat the things that are taken for granted."

The first part of the cigar was lit with sparks, and the dusty light illuminated the room that just didn't like to turn up the brightness, and illuminated the old man's ravine face. Under the strong contrasting color, it can be clearly seen that he is old and has engraved the memory of time. scars.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

Because at this moment Angers eyes were burning with flames that burned the sky, that was the sharp blade that really divided the entire secret room, the pure suppression of blood, even if it was thousands of miles away, no one in the school board could ignore it.

Even Frost was the same, he could only open his mouth and tremble constantly, but he couldn't make syllables.

The old man grinned ferociously and spoke slowly.

"Let me help you finish the sentence."

"Except for my dear Lisa, to be honest, I hate you all, and you hate me, and we've had this balanced relationship since a long time ago."

"This is a deal, and the deal is that you are frantically extracting oil and water from unknown corners behind your back, stuffing the money into the rags of your crotch, and then feeding back part of it to our outstanding students, and I will help you settle down The balance of this world, attend this damn meeting when necessary, show my expensive smiling face to you ugly things, and give you enough face."

"But ah—"

Angers' hand that wasn't holding the cigar suddenly shook the alarm clock vigorously, and then pinched it in the palm of his hand.But the bell did not make a sound, there was only a muffled sound of air, and the ensuing continuous friction that made teeth sore.

"The essence of the transaction is the equality of status between the two parties."

"For you, your status comes from money."

"For me, my status lies in the prestige built up within the hybrid race for a hundred years-at least you always think so, right?"

Angers let go of his hand, like Santa Claus distributing candy to children on Halloween, threw out the alarm clock that had been squeezed into "a piece", and threw it impartially in Frost's place.

Da da
The metal particles of the alarm clock collided with the wooden table and bounced lightly, Frost's face turned blue, while the others had completely lost their composure or looked out of it.

Angers tried to control her rampant smile, but found there was nothing she could do.

"prestige?"

"How childish are you going to be?"

"We are a mixed race. No matter how damned we are, we have inherited those bloody bits and pieces. Violence and blood are instincts we cannot avoid. Even if our brains are corroded by the smell of copper, you should clearly and frankly put this The conclusion that is so simple that it can't be simpler is engraved in my mind."

"It's power and power."

"Power breeds power, and power holds power."

"I'm sitting here because I see the kids in my school as hope for the future, and if I'm going to grow those kids, I need you."

"But if, I mean if—"

Leaning slightly forward, the old man got up from his seat, and also exhaled smoke rings from his mouth.His eyes were clearly looking ahead, but the school manager couldn't see his own reflection in those eyes.

"If you really want to do something to my students, then the problem is very simple."

"It doesn't matter where you are, how many shady experiments you have done over the years to cultivate your background, how much money you have collected, and how many contacts you have drawn are all the same."

"I'm good at chopping things, dragons can, other things."

Anger just stood in front of Frost's projection screen, slightly raised his arms, and the front of the smoke was dotted on the expensive screen and beside Frost's face.

At that moment, the school directors realized the meaning of Angers' initial words.

Someone threatened the safety of the school board.

Who?
The answer is in the face.

"It's all the same to me."

【you! .】

"Oh, by the way, I don't want to write an application for this bill, a fiberglass screen, thank you."

Frost's words were finally stuck in the middle, because Ange left the meeting room with a smile after finishing speaking.

It seems that he just wants the king of the early dynasty, and these school managers are just courtiers who kneel on the ground and have no freedom.

There was a slight noise from one side of the secret room, a wall protruded amidst the sound of gears turning, Angers in a black suit turned his back to everyone.

The white light outside the room pierced into this dark secret room, and the sudden light made the principal wrinkle his eyes and shrink back.

Like a mouse that saw the light.

　ps: alas.

　　Ugh.
　　well! !

　　I don't want to write about pediatric political dramas, because if I do, I'll get Akasaka disease.

　　So I just didn't write it!

　　Today there is only this chapter, and tomorrow it will be two in one, but I will write more words.

　　I'll write more in two days.

　　Did I say that before?I will be doing an internship this month, so a considerable part of the chapters are two-in-one, because it is easier to write and post, and I will check the situation in two days and write a three-in-one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)