The students got out of the way, their hair was gray, they were still wearing black, but looking carefully at the much flashier suits, Anger led the two people behind him into the conference hall.

The two men were all wearing the same black suits as him, with one blonde hair and one black hair neatly combed behind their heads. With the large sunglasses covering half of their faces and cold expressions, they had a kind of "I'm just a murderer"

"machine" feel.

So, Su Enxi, who was secretly drinking soda, couldn't help but spit it out. He apologized to the old school manager next to him who had a cold face and was soaked in the face, and then put away the snacks and sat down at attention.

However, the girl school director who had been secretly observing her out of curiosity saw her. Her eyes kept glancing restlessly at the wall on one side of the conference hall. And there was a wall of photos of previous secret party leaders.

"Hello, principal..."

"Senior Angers..."

"speaker……"

He walked straight to the head of the conference table. Wherever Angers went, elders stood up and saluted him. Unlike Beowulf, who had withdrawn from the sight of mixed races early and left only the legend, he has been the principal since the establishment of the college and has been active ever since.

Angers, who has lived for nearly a hundred years, has a reason why they have to respect him even if he is about to turn into withered bones. It is precisely because of Angers' activity that they can stay in the ice cellar to conduct research with peace of mind.

However, some people are curious about the identity of the person behind him, because whether he is commuting to school, going on a mission, or flying around the world on a plane, Angers is always alone. The only one with whom he has a better relationship

The vice-principal rarely leaves the bell tower except when the girls are taking swimming lessons.

Therefore, the vice-principal often runs to the central control room these days, which has shocked many people. And now the principal, who is walking alone, actually allows someone to follow him. If it were not for the special situation in the college, maybe this would be enough to become a leader.

It will be a hot topic in the Night Watch Forum tomorrow.

Pulling up the chair and taking a seat, Ange glanced at the conference table through his gold-rimmed glasses: "Although I already know the general information through Norma, can anyone tell me what the situation is now?"

"Dear Elder Angers." The coldness on Yin Lisabai's face disappeared after Angers took his seat. She explained the current situation in the conference room to Angers, "... above, the meeting is now on the second topic.

Inside."

"Thank you for your explanation, Lisa, and leave the rest to me." Anger nodded, then looked at Beowulf at the conference table and said, "I'm really happy to see you are still alive, Beowulf.

Although it is a bit late at this time, do I need to go back to the first topic? To be honest, I want to get the current things done quickly, because I have something to say to you after this."

"...There is no need to go back to the first topic. The so-called secret possession of dangerous hybrids has been proven to be false." Beowulf glanced deeply at Andrew, who was doubting his life in the corner.

He glanced at Angers in the same way and responded to his greeting: "I'm very happy to see you still looking so annoying, Angers."

"Then just keep hating him. It's not easy to have an old rival at this age." Angers waved his hand indifferently to his dislike.

"Since you have taken over the overall situation, I won't care about it anymore." The vice principal took off his hat and slapped it on his face, obviously planning to quit. "Anyway, you are the one who caused it.

thing."

"Well, anyway, you, the vice-principal, are just like nothing." Angers sighed. No one responded. The vice-principal had already fallen asleep. The quality of his sleep put a certain bald man in the seat outside to shame.

"Let's not mention Mr. Andrew's question for the time being. Let's move on to the next question first." Angers turned over the information in front of her and handed over the information. Then she raised an eyebrow and said, "As for the S-level freshman, is it white?"

Discussion of Wang Xueyi."

Suddenly, Angers laughed, and then he said: "Honestly, I don't know about this issue either..."

Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan. The huge, tall building towering over other buildings is like a black sharp knife, inserted into Shinjuku, which can be regarded as the most prosperous commercial street in Tokyo and even Japan. It is also like a sign, in

This bustling commercial street proclaims how capable its owner is, and in fact it is indeed the case.

Waiting under the building early, Misuki Sakura opened the passenger door of the Ferrari in front of her with no expression on her delicate face. Gen Zhisheng, who had a stern look on the passenger seat, quickly got out of the car, leading Misuki Sakura straight towards

We walked towards the main entrance of the building. Crow and Yaksha in the Land Rover got out of the car and closed the door, and quickly caught up with them before entering.

"Hello, Director Yuan." After entering, there was a receptionist with a sweet smile at the reception table, bowing his head and saluting.

Nodding in response, Yuan Zhisheng quickly entered the elevator with the three people behind him. The elevator door slowly closed, and Yasha leaned against the inner wall of the elevator as if he was relieved.

He unbuttoned the tie and buttons on his shirt and complained: "What is the family doing? Recalling the young master in such a hurry. It is obvious that this operation is almost over. But the young master is still powerful.

If the other side is aware of us, we can still kill all the ghosts."

"Yeah." Yuan Zhi responded to Yasha's compliment with a faint smell of blood all over his body.

Crow pushed up his glasses, with a solemn look in his eyes: "Since we have to recall the young master at the risk of suspending the mission, this situation cannot be summarized as urgent. And it's not just the young master, I just saw the faces of other family heads below.

A car. This is something we have never seen before, at least we haven’t seen it since we joined.”

"Yeah." Gen Zhisheng, who was standing in the middle, responded to Yasha's inference in the same way, while Misubuki Sakura beside him remained silent.

Crow and Yasha looked at each other, with a look of worry in their eyes. Ever since he came back from Atami, the young master seemed to have become a different person. His whole body was as sharp as the two knives on his waist.

The feeling. Of course, there is also the coldness.

Accepting the mission coldly, ordering them coldly, killing ghosts coldly, coldly... In short, after killing ghosts, the young master who would think about whether what he did was wrong or right has now become coldly cold.

, even if an ordinary person who has committed a serious crime and should be handed over to the police can still brandish a knife with an expressionless face.

They don't know whether this is good or bad, and they can't say any words of advice. Even retainers are not considered, they can only be regarded as followers, and they are not qualified to advise their master. Now, the cold young master executes

The efficiency of his tasks was far higher than in the past, and both the family and the branch praised him more. This made his reputation in the family, which was already high, even higher.

Although it is a good thing for them that the master's reputation has increased, to be honest, none of them can laugh.

Silently, the elevator went up to the 30th floor. The elevator door opened, revealing a classical Japanese-style building. The empty hall was equipped with tatami mats and wooden furniture.

However, the clan elders who originally gathered in this room to drink tea and play chess were all gone. The steaming teacups and messy chessboard left on the table all showed that they left in a hurry.

"This is..." This time, not only Crow and Yasha who were leading the way felt strange, Yuan Zhisheng, who was walking in the middle, also frowned.

They continued to walk forward without saying a word, and soon they came to a certain passage. Yuan Zhisheng handed the two knives hanging on his waist to Sakura who was following him, and the crow in front opened the sliding door in front of him.

, then lowered their heads together with Yasha, retreated behind Minamoto and stood together with Misbuki Sakura.

Sunlight comes in, and the architecture in the room behind the sliding door is full of Japan's native religion, Shinto style. A miniature torii stands on the terrace that is invisible from the outside of the building, and granite engraved with mythical ghosts and gods stands on one side...

…

This antique appearance can easily give people a confusing feeling of traveling through time and space. What makes people feel even more like they have traveled through time are the seven people wearing kimonos sitting in the center of the room.

Five middle-aged or elderly men were wearing solemn black-sleeved haori, and two ladies sandwiched between them, like delicate flowers, were wearing black sleeves. They were obviously a married young woman. The other was a married woman.

A girl wearing a light purple long sleeves, her bright red hair is a bit conspicuous in this group of all black outfits.

At the edge of the room, there are other people sitting on their knees. They look very old. They are the clan elders who usually drink tea and play chess in the hall outside. And they have a powerful status outside the building.

Without exception, they are all the capable subordinates or retainers of the seven people sitting in the middle. Without exception, they are accompanied by white socks and clogs. This extremely formal appearance makes the four of them, who are only wearing the black windbreaker of the executive department,

Seems a little out of place.

"Sorry, I was delayed for a while because of the mission." Yuan Zhisheng apologized softly and sat down next to the red-haired girl. The three people following him also lowered their heads and quickly went to the edge of the room to kneel down.

Although the girl's face is covered with a veil that makes it difficult to see her face clearly, it can be seen from the pure white swan neck exposed under her long red hair and the beautiful figure that cannot be blocked by a wide and conservative kimono.

She is definitely a rare beauty.

But even so, no one cast a glance at her, not even daring to look at her secretly. And if you look carefully, you will find that among the people kneeling on the edge, some are trying their best to hide the fear of the girl in their eyes.

.

Because she was very close, Yuan Zhisheng could see that the girl's face under the veil was slightly bulging like a bun. But Yuan Zhisheng knew that this was not because she was dissatisfied with those who looked at her with fear.

It was simply because... her game console was confiscated.

Looking at the PSP placed next to the old man at the top, Yuan Zhisheng's expression softened a little and he whispered: "Be patient, I will play with you after the meeting is over."

The girl did not speak, but nodded slightly. Yuan Zhisheng turned around and sat down, not sure whether he would have time later, because even he had not seen this lineup many times today. And every time , extremely important things happen. So important that they can change the situation of everyone in Japan, including the Prime Minister and civilians!

"Thank you very much for taking the time to accept my invitation to come." The old man in the first seat knelt down and bowed slightly to everyone. There were sixteen-petal chrysanthemums on his clothes, which seemed to belong to this group of people. The most noble of all.

Another old man who looked about the same age as him and had a red ghost crest on his clothes, which looked like a sharp sword, asked: "Mr. Masamune, what's the reason for summoning us so urgently this time?" "

"I am still so anxious to summon all the family heads..." Another old man with a spider emblem on his clothes opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to hide a kunai that emitted a dangerous light.

But now there was a trace of panic in his sharp eyes: "...could it be about 'God'?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole room was silent. Even the idle red-haired girl was stunned, and the uneasiness quickly spread in the room.

"'God'...is it really 'God'!" Someone forgot the etiquette and started the discussion, and the look of horror on his face was even worse than when he saw the girl just now.

This word, which is supposed to refer to the object of religious worship, seems to have a special meaning to them, and looking at such a frightened look, it is probably not something well-intentioned.

Except for the red-haired girl who was in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking, the other six family heads, including Minamoto, looked uneasily at Mr. Masamune, who was at the head.

"If possible, I also hope there is news about 'God', because it means that the time for us to fight him has finally arrived, but unfortunately this is not the case." Mr. Masamune sighed first, and then said seriously, "But What I want to inform you next is equally important."

The solemn air in the room dissipated a lot. The family heads and their retainers breathed a sigh of relief and waited for Mr. Masamune's next words.

Mr. Masamune said: "Because of Norma's obstruction, you probably don't know that at the Cassel College headquarters in the distant United States, the elders who have not gathered together for nearly half a century have once again held a meeting of elders."

"A meeting of elders? That is indeed a very important matter." The head of the Feng Mo family with spider patterns on his clothes frowned, "I remember that the last time they got together, they were discussing whether ordinary people starting to explore space would have an impact on hybrid society. "

"And in fact, they were involved in sending people into space." The head of the Inuyama family, who has the red ghost crest and once served as the first branch chief, replied, "They were just celebrating. Let's discuss whether it should be done. Send people from another country up there to achieve a strategic balance."

The Feng Mo family sneered: "They say they don't interfere in the lives of ordinary people, but they are quietly affecting the world's structure. The people of the secret party have been so hypocritical from a hundred years ago to now."

"Okay, today their issue has nothing to do with ordinary people's society. On the contrary, it may cause an earthquake in the mixed-race society." Mr. Masamune, the head of the Tachibana family, interrupted their conversation with a heavy expression.

"Kaguya, please turn on the projection equipment and let the heads of the family take a look at the information." Without further words, he ordered the super computer built by Norma, who imitated the academy headquarters, to turn on the projection.

The lights in the room dimmed, and a projection curtain on one wall slowly lowered. Soon, some images appeared on the curtain. Everyone looked attentively, and then they couldn't help but open their eyes wide.
Chapter completed!