The meeting was silent for a long time, and the school directors sat down. According to the dogma of the Secret Party and the "Ahambique Contract", it was very troublesome to impeach an S-level senior college leader.

Angers has a huge leadership in the school, and it can be said that he is very responsive. His position in the Secret Party is also extremely noble. Many mixed races have studied at Cassel Academy. They have now graduated and are scattered all over the world.

If something happened to Angers, once students around the world experience resistance, it will be a big disaster for the Secret Party.

Moreover, the school directors said that they had found a candidate, but in fact they were just scaring Anger and making him be honest. Anger also knew that they would not really abandon the century-old old man in the School of Management, because no one in the Secret Party is more suitable for this position than him.

Angers's philosophy has always followed the original intention of the founding of the Secret Party, namely "slaying the dragon".

He is a ghost living in the world and an avenger of the Dragon Clan. As long as the Dragon Clan has not yet perished, this old and strong principal will never be buried, as if he came to this world with a mission, and time is completely still on his body. Once the task is completed, the old man will turn into a dead bone and die.

Angers once said that he would bury the dragon clan in the dust of history with his own hands, and no one in the future will know that the origin of the world comes from dragons and gods.

Angers threw the rattle on the table and leaned against the back of the chair. "I will interrogate them in detail. If you have to see it, you can also come and listen, but I don't want you to cause trouble to my students."

The school directors sat silently in their original position, without agreeing or opposing.

If the other party is a dangerous mixed-race species and belongs to the kind whose bloodline will be out of control at any time, the secret party will completely erase them.

"This topic is terminated. Even if you want to be convicted, you have to wait until they go to school and finish your explanation." The middle-aged school director shook the bell, and someone nodded at the scene.

"Then let's start the next issue." Frost took out a stack of documents, his eyes flashing, "I have selected the candidates for the Nibelungan Project."

Anger raised his eyebrows, Frost clapped his hands, and pointed his hand at the door and said, "Please allow me to introduce our A-level student, the well-deserved elite Caesar Gattuso."

The heavy door slowly opened a crack, and the bright sunshine outside the door surged in like sea water.

With brilliant blonde hair, sea blue pupils, a pure white nightgown, and a violet silk handkerchief stuffed in her top pocket, Caesar Gattuso appeared in the eyes of the school board members in the way she was best at.

"This..." the middle-aged school director scratched his head and looked at Frost and said, "You are going through the back door. The training of the Nibelungan Plan should be carefully selected and then voted to choose what we confirmed after review. Our secret party has many young and promising juniors."

"Yes, Frost, you are a bit of a nepotism." The monk's voice was as deep as a bell. "There is only one trainer in the Nibelungen Project, and the opportunity is extremely precious. We cannot make decisions at will."

The girl stared at the blonde young man with stars. When she first saw him, she didn't feel how handsome he was in a suit. Now he walked in with the golden sunshine outside, graceful, as if he had changed.

Caesar heard the discussions of the school board members and nodded slightly. He didn't care about the comments of these guys anyway, and sat carelessly in the empty seat at the end of the conference table.

"You are the first student to participate in the school board alone in so many years. You have to cherish this honor." Angers glanced at Caesar.

Caesar nodded to Angers. Others could disrespect others, but Angers still had to give him some face. He was one of the few people who were worthy of admiration for Caesar.

"Caesar, you can sit here because of Frost's recommendation." Angers spoke, but Caesar snorted disdainfully and stared at his uncle, his face full of coldness, like a rebellious little wild horse, he underestimated: "I don't care."

Frost was about to stare at the eye, and Angrey pressed his hands and said, "The other side is because you are indeed excellent. You are re-elected as president of the Student Union and passed the vote unanimously. This is a situation that has never happened in the history of the Student Union. And you also make a contribution to the management of the Student Union into an organization that can compete with the Lionheart Society, the first club.

Facing Angers' praise, Caesar smiled. The Student Union has indeed developed rapidly in recent years and has a faint momentum of surpassing the Lionheart Association. Caesar is the number one hero.

But this was just a trivial matter for Caesar. When he was running for the president of the Student Union, he held a grand champagne party, and said boldly: "I will definitely lead the Student Union to become the number one club in Cassel College."

Now, his goal is about to be achieved, and the one-day competition of freedom has become a contest and competition between the two major societies. Whoever wins the other side will be the number one societies this year.

Listening to Angers' praise, Frost showed a gratified smile on his old face. He was worthy of being the future heir of the Gattuso family. Their efforts they put into Caesar were unimaginable, and they wanted to cultivate him into a generation of "emperor".

"But your schoolwork and your behavior are a bit bad. Your final grade point last semester was only 2.7. The bad ones are the same as former President Bush's grades at Yale. There are many late records and a warning. So if you want to run for the candidate for the Nibelungen program, you have to correct your behavior." Angers Education said.

"What the principal said is." Caesar accepted humbly and glanced at his uncle again.

This is for Frost to show it. Sure enough, Frost's chest was up and down. Caesar was unruly at home, but obeyed and posted it in front of Angers. Is Anger's charm really so great?

"Principal, can I know exactly what the Nibelungen plan is doing?"

Caesar knew that the academy had a secret plan, but he never knew the content of the plan. Some people guessed that it was a benefit, and some people said it was a Devil's Week training similar to the special forces.

"This cannot be disclosed for the time being." Anger shook his head.

Caesar's eyebrows were facing downwards, and he knew that Nibelung's was the "country of the dead" in Norse mythology. In Wagner's famous opera "The Ring of the Ring of the Nybelung", the ring named after this represents the power and those who control him will master the world.

Therefore, Caesar could infer in his mind that this plan should be a key training plan, which can be seen from the subtle attitude of the school director and Angers.

"Now, there are several candidates in the Nibelungen program, you are one of them." Angers raised a finger.

"I guess there is Chu Zihang." Caesar continued Angers's words.

Angre nodded and changed his subject, "But Chu Zihang has encountered some trouble recently. It is possible that his candidate position will be removed, and you are very likely to become a candidate."

"That's really boring. I wanted to compete with him, but now there is no suspense. This contest has lost its meaning." Caesar leaned boredly on the back of the chair and looked up at the ceiling.

"Now, you are a candidate who is expected to be a candidate, and of course there is another person in my original nomination." Angers kept a shut up, and Caesar was slightly excited. Because he didn't take a nap, he seemed a little tired. "Who is it?"

Angers did not immediately answer Caesar, and this silence was sold for a long time, and it gradually aroused Caesar's appetite as if he was fishing.

"Is it Yuan Childish Girl?"

"No, it's not him, he's never nominated for this program." Anger immediately shook his head, Caesar's face showed a strange look. Looking at the entire academy, who can match him is Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhinu. Who else has this ability?

If Yuan Zhinu got this opportunity to train, Caesar would never say "No".

His glorious achievements in slaying the dragon alone were enough to make him receive this honor and reward, and Caesar had no opinion.

But if it weren't for him, nor Chu Zihang, Caesar really couldn't figure out who else could win this honor.

"Lu Mingfei, the only S-class mixed-race species in our academy." Anger smiled loudly.

Caesar sat at the end of the stone table, his expression gradually became dull, and his numb expression seemed to be saying, "Principal, are you serious?"

Looking at Caesar's disbelief, Anger slowly said, "Like Yuan's daughter, Lu Mingfei also has a brilliant dragon-slaying record. He is also a mixed-race of S-level blood. Although his grades are unsightly, due to his special identity and excellent practical ability, I will give him the opportunity to compete with you for the candidates for the Nibelungen Project this time."

Caesar smiled silently. It was not that he looked down on Lu Mingfei, but that Lu Mingfei participated in this training plan. Faced with such high-intensity training, it was a mystery whether he could persevere.

"Principal, according to your statement, I am the only one who competes with him in our college for this place?" Caesar asked with his head tilted, his handsome face full of playfulness, and his ice-blue pupils were shining.

"Yes, you can't be careless. At that time, I and all the school managers will go to the assessment and interview for you two, and the winner will be the king." Angers reminded.

"Yes, Caesar, you know the allusion of the tortoise and hare racing, but don't lose face." Frost also thought that victory was within his control, and he was secretly happy, but out of the care of his elders, he still said something from his heart.

"Hahaha, if I lose, I must have given the opportunity to Lu Mingfei."

What Caesar said was crazy, but this is indeed a fact. Lu Mingfei was exposed by Caesar in any aspect, and there was no concept of winning at all.

"Set Angers a date." Frost couldn't help but urge Angers to say.

"It's the day when you come to the SS-level Special Action Plan. It's probably only this week, so you won't run around and save a lot of trouble." Anger thought for a while and answered.
Chapter completed!