Chapter 210 What gave you such courage?

Italy, Portofino, on the winding mountain road.

"I understand. Gu Ye is here with me. Don't worry. I will get him there as soon as possible."

In the driver's seat of the Maserati GranCabrio, Angé hung up the phone and looked at Gu Ye who was sitting in the passenger seat with a playful expression on his face.

"It looks like someone can't wait any longer. Schneider just called me and the school board specifically asked you to cooperate with Lu Mingfei to complete an SS-level document recovery mission."

"Oh? Let me cooperate with Ming Fei? Do they trust a young man who has just enrolled in school? This is not like the character of those politicians." Gu Ye felt the whistling wind under the speeding car, and his expression remained calm.

"Obviously, they should think that as an S-level warrior like you who has slaughtered so many dragons, you would not be willing to carry out missions under the command of a junior." Angé shrugged.

"If you do a little research in the school, you should be able to understand that this newly promoted S-rank is my good brother... Even if he doesn't want me to complete the task, he should at least use his brain." Gu Ye sneered. He could tell at a glance what these nobles were thinking.

"So... which family wants to let their people interfere in the Half-Blood Monarch Project?"

All this trouble was simply to add a blemish on Gu Ye's perfect resume, and at the same time, to quickly finalize the candidate for the mixed-blood monarch during his mission. This way, even if Gu Ye had any objections later, they would be able to make reasonable rebuttals.

"If my guess is correct, only the Gattuso family would do this." Angers sighed.

"You know, whether it's Ron before, or the potion called Molotov cocktail that came from nowhere, there is more or less the shadow of the Gattuso family behind them..."

"After paying so much, they don't want to just give it up like that?" Gu Ye asked back.

"There should be no other reason. After all, if I were a member of Gattuso's family, I would choose to do the same... The mixed-blood monarch plan that I have studied for so long was intercepted by unexpected people. This is not something that is easy to accept." Angers said.

"Does Caesar know?"

"If he knew about this, he would have stopped it long ago, right? But today... we should be able to see something interesting." Angers stepped on the brakes lightly, and the car stopped next to a white building close to the cliff.

"Get out of the car. This time, we need your joint efforts besides me." Angé got out first and spoke to Gu Ye who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Okay...I understand." Gu Ye opened the car door and loosened the tie around his neck.

"If I could, I'd like to teach them all a lesson."

"That won't do. You have to know that most of the financial support for Kassel Academy comes from them. Even the information about the Mixed-Blood Monarch Program was provided by them and that group of Chinese families. If it weren't for these guys, you might not even have the chance to see the information." Angé shrugged.

"That's true, but since they are so important, why would you choose to disobey their orders, Principal?" Gu Ye turned his head and looked at Angé.

"Sometimes, money and status do have a certain say, but... in the world of half-bloods, power ultimately has the final say." Angé blinked, let out a hearty laugh, and walked towards the entrance of the building.

It was a single-family building with a hard white marble exterior and narrow windows, like a small fortress. The dedicated parking lot was almost full, with a Lamborghini, an old Jaguar, and an AMG-modified Mercedes.

Gu Ye followed behind Ange, and there was another brake sound. Ange turned around first.

The driver bent down to open the door, and covered the upper edge of the door with his hand to prevent the distinguished guest from accidentally hitting his head. A pair of golden high heels stepped lightly on the ground, and the slender calves were breathtakingly beautiful.

Unlike the noble lady impression given by the pair of high heels, the person who got out of the car was a young girl with a face as delicate as a sculpture by a famous Greek artist.

She looks twenty years old but has eyes of thirty-something. She wears the makeup of a European noblewoman, a black veil, an expensive waisted dress, and a fur waistcoat. Her high heels make her look graceful when she walks, and her cold face exudes the compelling aura of a queen.

"Hi! Lisa my child, welcome, welcome, you're just on time." Angé took big strides and opened his arms to the girl, completely forgetting Gu Ye behind him.

"You've grown up a bit. I still remember you in your school uniform at Eton College."

"Thank you, Ange." The girl hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

"That's because you haven't seen me for eight years... You're still the same, and time seems to have stopped for you."

"For an old man, the God of Time will have mercy on him and slow down time a little bit." Angers said in a somewhat showy tone, and at the same time extended an arm like a gentleman. The girl took his arm and walked with him, like an old but still handsome father who was entering the social circle for the first time with his beautiful daughter.

"Who is this?" After coming to Gu Ye, Lisa showed a look of surprise on her face. It was the first time she saw such a tall and handsome man.

Unlike other men I have met before, his skin is extremely delicate, with the healthy complexion unique to Asians. It is completely incomparable to the white people's skin that is easily damaged by ultraviolet rays. At the same time, he does not have hair on his face and body like a gorilla. He looks as delicate as a sculpture.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce him. He is my student, Gu Ye." Angé said to Lisa.

"Oh my God! He is Gu Ye! The man who killed the Dragon King!" Lisa's beautiful eyes suddenly shone with a different kind of brilliance.

Angers actually wanted to bring this boy who had always been a hot topic in the mixed-race family out to meet people. Is the sun rising from the west? You know, many people wanted to contact him privately before, but they were all rejected by Angers.

"Who is this?" Gu Ye looked at Angers with some confusion.

"Elisabeth Laurent, her family is the largest syndicate in Europe, and she is one of the school's directors." Angé introduced her to Gu Ye.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Elizabeth Laurent." Gu Ye nodded slightly, as a greeting to this young lady who was engaged in the black industry.

"Don't say that, Ange... We have completely retired now, and our main businesses are mining and finance." Lisa was a little dissatisfied with Ange's introduction. She explained softly and turned her head to look at Gu Ye with shining eyes.

"Just call me Lisa, Mr. Gu Ye... Can you tell me the details of your dragon slaying?"

As Lisa spoke, she was about to approach Gu Ye, but was stopped by Angé.

"Sorry, Lisa, Gu Ye has a girlfriend, and I can't bear to see you destroy their relationship." Angé smiled and winked at Lisa.

Lisa could only stop with dignity, coughed twice, let go of Ange's hand, and walked into the white building on her own.

"Did you see that? Now you are just like a piece of Tang Monk's meat." Angé looked at Lisa's back as she walked in and couldn't help but teasing Gu Ye.

"If I were your age, I would have asked for the phone number by now..."

"Then why did you stop her?" Gu Ye rolled his eyes at Angé.

"Listen to me, Gu Ye... Miss Lisa is not as simple as you think, so it's best not to contact her." Angé warned seriously.

Lisa's father died in a plane crash, and she had to interrupt her studies at the Royal Academy of Arts to inherit the family business. How could such a woman be simple, being able to control the family among a group of syndicates?
"Tsk... don't think of me the same way you do." Gu Ye looked at Angé and shook his head.

"I am pure love..."

"It really makes me feel ashamed..." Angé shrugged and followed Gu Ye.

After arriving at the door of the building, Angers stopped here and said to Gu Ye: "Wait for me here first, it's not time for you to come out yet."

"It's up to you. Don't make me wait too long." Gu Ye answered indifferently, watching the door slowly close from the inside out until the four ancient heavy locks were fastened at the same time, and the building was completely sealed.

"Now that everyone is here, I declare this year's annual meeting of the Board of Directors officially open." Angé sat at the end of the long table and rang a small brass bell.

Because it was originally a place for ancient monks to practice asceticism, it was surprisingly dark here. Although it was daytime, there was a row of candlesticks on the long table, and the candlelight illuminated the faces of all the school directors.

There were six people in total, four men and two women. Sitting on both sides of Angers were two very old men, so old that their ages could not be discerned. They were both wearing crisp black suits with crimson handkerchiefs tucked into their jacket pockets. One of them was leaning on a cane, while the other was twisting a string of red sandalwood beads in his hand and muttering to himself, which seemed a bit out of place.

The other man was probably in his thirties or forties, wearing a bright yellow sportswear and a bicycle helmet on his right hand side. As a board member of an aristocratic university like Kassel College, he actually rode a bicycle to attend the meeting.

The school director sitting next to Lisa was surprisingly young, a girl of about 16 or 17 years old, with long light blond hair tied up on top of her head, and a serious expression on her face with a little baby fat, like an exquisite doll. The butler wearing white gloves stood behind her with his head held high. "The participants this year are the same as last year. The one who never attended did not attend as usual, and the Gattuso family still sent Frost Gattuso, my old friend, to attend in place of his brother." Angers pointed to the old man with a cane beside him.

Frost Gattuso picked up the bronze bell in front of him and shook it, then said to Ange, "Is the Bronze Report ready? I'm eager to know the conclusion."

It is a tradition for the school board to ring the bell while talking to avoid interrupting each other.

"It's the stack of papers in front of each of you." Angers said, and all the school directors flipped through the complicated report and went straight to the last page.

Conclusion: The Monarch of Fire & Bronze was terminated.
Faced with this final conclusion, the school directors were silent for a moment. This was a groundbreaking event, so a final report had to be issued to avoid misjudgment.

Even though they had all anticipated this conclusion, when they saw the text in person, they still felt they needed to calm down and accept it.

Frost rang the bell again: "In history, no dragon king has ever been confirmed dead. Ange, you need to show evidence."

Ange didn't say anything, but took out a prismatic crystal and slid it along the surface of the long table. The school directors looked at each other, and finally the old man who was stringing beads reached out and picked it up, squinting his eyes and looking at it in the light.

It was a piece of artificial quartz crystal, with the logo of a Texas optical products company on it. The surface was slightly raised, like a magnifying glass. In the center of the crystal was a thin dark red hair-like mark, like a trace of coagulated blood. The old man's pupils contracted slightly, his hand trembled, and he passed the crystal to the next person.

"The Philosopher's Stone," he whispered, ringing the bell.

"It is indeed the newly made Philosopher's Stone."

"The crystallization of the fifth element in alchemy, the Philosopher's Stone, is a legendary stone that can turn all metals into gold. It is also a medicine that can make people immortal. It is the most sacred thing in alchemy." He nodded.

"As you all know, we have lost the method to refine this crystal. The last alchemist in history who successfully refined the Philosopher's Stone was Nicolas Flamel at 1382 pm on April 4, 25. No one has succeeded in the six hundred years since then. Our current Philosopher's Stone reserves were obtained from ancient tombs. But what you have in your hands is a brand new Philosopher's Stone, although it is very small. It was refined from the bones of the Dragon King, and his name is Constantine."

"My name is Constantine. I once went to the top of the mountain of fire, melted the ocean of bronze there, and forged the name of God." The girl recited this ancient scripture softly.

"Now that he is dead, Bronze's name can only be written on his tombstone." Angers voice was cold and stern.

"A dead god is just a pile of dry bones!"

After a long silence, Lisa stood up and applauded. Following her, all the school directors stood up and applauded. Angé slowly stood up and accepted the praise.

Frost rang the bell: "King of Bronze and Fire, the Philosopher's Stone you refined is only that small? If I remember correctly, in your report, the Dragon King is a twin, right? Then what about the remaining bones?"

"We took the opportunity of killing our younger brother Constantine to make our older brother Norton furious, and finally killed him, but Norton's bones sank into the Yangtze River. For some reason, Norton's dragon bones were not found..." Angé paused and continued.

"But I hid the remains of Constantine in a very safe place."

"A safe place? You mean... you hid it secretly?" Frost's question seemed to drop the temperature in the room.

Angers seemed too lazy to answer the question and twisted his body to find a more comfortable sitting position in the chair.

"When transporting Norton's skeleton, our transport ship was attacked, so I will naturally find a way to hide Constantine's skeleton. This is my duty."

"Ange, we highly appreciate your bravery and achievements in the dragon-slaying career... but you must understand that Kassel Academy does not belong to you, and the Dragon King's skeleton does not belong to you. You are the person we elected to manage that industry, or in other words... you are our professional manager." Frost said slowly, and it was obvious that he was not satisfied with the result.

"So... when will you hand over the remains to the school board? Mr. Ange, the manager."

"Yes, the skeleton of the Dragon King...this is a great fortune." Angé lit a cigar by himself.

"We don't know what this bone with the dragon soul can do, but at least it can be used to refine the Philosopher's Stone... What is the school board going to do with it? Or... What is the Gattuso family going to do with it?"

Frost knocked on the table. "Ange, watch your words. I am speaking on behalf of the school board, not the Gattuso family!"

"You can fire me as a board member," shrugged Ange.

"But I will not give you the Dragon King's skeleton. There is no room for negotiation on this matter!"

The school directors were all shocked. In their impression, although Ange was a person who was sometimes too eccentric, he was still a model of an old-school gentleman. Such rude words coming out of the principal's mouth made people wonder if he had lost his mind.

“This is overstepping one’s authority!”

"That's too much! Angers!"

"I think we should discuss this rationally..." The school directors fell into chaos and the ringing of bells continued.

However, Ange suddenly put his hand on the table, interrupting the argument.

"Okay, let's end this boring discussion... You can't fire me because you can't find anyone to replace me."

Under that lion-like sharp gaze, no one dared to look Ange in the eye, and the entire conference room fell into silence.

"Next, let's discuss the candidates for the Half-Blood Monarch Plan." Angé clapped his hands and spoke to the door.

"Please allow me to introduce my most outstanding student, an S-rank hybrid from China, a well-deserved elite, Gu Ye."

The school directors all turned around and looked at the locked door, expecting someone to appear after the door opened. Only Frost frowned.

Click... The four heavy locks made a sound of being unable to bear the weight. The metal locks trembled uneasily, and there were vague signs of them breaking.

What is this for? The girl showed a trace of doubt on her face, and the housekeeper protected her vigilantly.

The next moment, the shaking stopped, but the heavy door suddenly made a loud noise, and a fist came out of the door. Then the clenched fist groped for the iron lock, and with just a squeeze, the four locks broke one by one, and the door was pushed open.

A tall man of nearly two meters walked in, with a disdainful look under his black hair, as if he was a king inspecting his subjects.

"So handsome!" the girl couldn't help but blurt out, and the butler put his hand on her shoulder in time.

"Miss, be reserved."

The girl embarrassedly resumed her dignified demeanor as a school director, her face stiff and tense.

"You should have arrived just in time, right? Principal Ange... Oh, by the way, I waited too long just now, and I really don't want to wait for the door to open so slowly, so... do you need me to compensate you?" A smile appeared on Gu Ye's face.

"Of course not. Come in, my child." Angé also showed an old fox-like smile and nodded to Gu Ye.

"Aren't you supposed to be on a mission? Why are you here!" Frost suddenly spoke, and everyone looked at him.

"Oh... so it was you who gave the stupid task? What's your name?" Gu Ye looked at Frost.

"Frost Gattuso, call me sir, you rude guy!" Frost said in a deep voice.

"Frost, right... What gave you such courage? How dare you say such words to the man who killed the Dragon King?" Gu Ye's golden eyes suddenly lit up.

An aura as strong as a mountain enveloped the entire room. Frost dared not move. At this moment, in his eyes, Gu Ye seemed to have turned into a giant dragon that could devour him at any time.

Is this... the man who killed the Dragon King himself? The school directors swallowed their saliva at the same time, and no one dared to speak to Frost.

(End of this chapter)