Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 376: Shocking Changes in the Academy (1)

It was Flamel's first time attending a large-scale meeting at the academy, so perhaps he should be nervous.

But nervousness is an emotion that is almost impossible for him to experience.

So he was sitting alone in his office drinking, waiting for the group of old guys and the school directors to arrive.

As Pompey walked into the meeting room, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol and looked at Flamel in the corner.

"I thought Frost would be the representative of the Gattuso family, but I didn't expect you to come in person." Flamel was a little surprised.

"Don't you know the significance of this meeting?" Pompey reminded, "I think you should not drink this time."

"I know this is an internal meeting of the secret party to decide the direction of the academy, and those old guys will show up." Flamel didn't care, "Am I afraid of those old guys? Are they based on age or seniority?"

Flamel had the confidence, so he didn't need to be afraid of the elders, and he didn't even need to consider the issue of respect.

As the chief alchemist of the secret party, Flamel actually represents family and inheritance.

The knowledge of alchemy is just passed down, but it will not be shared with the secret party.

The first generation of Flamel joined the secret party in the early 15th century and provided great help to the dragon-slaying feat.

His successors were also members of the secret party, and the name Flamel was passed down from generation to generation.

Compare history, contributions and achievements, and their importance to the great cause of slaying the dragon.

Nicholas Flamel is indeed not inferior to any elder.

What's the big deal about drinking a little wine? What's the big deal about Flamel peeing on the table?

"Okay, I've already reminded him." Pompey seemed to know something and looked at Flamel with some worry.

"What do you mean by that look?" Flamel keenly noticed Pompeii's abnormality.

Unfortunately, before Pompey could say anything, an old man's cough came from the door.

Those dry, old guys looked like corpses crawling out of a cemetery.

How could the corpse's steps be so steady and its eyes, shining with golden light, be filled with the spirit of age?

"Flamel, you shouldn't drink in the conference room." The old man in the lead had a very unfriendly tone.

Flamel sat up straight and examined the pale-skinned old man.

"Beowulf?" Flamel finally remembered this guy's name. "I haven't seen you in many years. I almost forgot."

"It seems your memory is not good, Flamel." Beowulf took his seat majestically.

Sitting there it was like a thick tombstone.

In a sense, Beowulf is indeed a tombstone, representing that old era and carrying the great achievements of the Secret Party in slaying the dragon.

As the heir of a dragon-blooded family, the name Beowulf has been passed down from generation to generation. This generation of Beowulf is over 130 years old, and the next generation of Beowulf has not yet stepped onto the stage of power.

In Flamel's memory, Beowulf and Ange have very different ideas.

Beowulf was strongly opposed to the establishment of Cassel College by the Secret Party, which led to Ange becoming the leader of the Secret Party. Beowulf then remained in the Secret Party only as an elder and had no power.

While the philosophy is different, the capabilities of this generation of Beowulf must be acknowledged.

In the era before the academy, Beowulf was the last captain of the Secret Party's "Action Team". He made outstanding achievements and was awarded the title of "Dragonblood" by the Secret Party.

"My memory is all used in alchemy, so naturally it is insufficient in other aspects. In addition, you haven't been out for many years, and I almost thought you were dead." Flamel said.

Others also arrived one after another, and soon there was only one empty seat left in the conference room.

The school directors sat together tactfully, intending to stick together in front of the elders, the real rulers of the academy.

The only sound in the entire conference room was Flamel pouring wine.

He looked up at everyone and asked nonchalantly, "Do you want to drink?"

No one responded.

Never mind, Flamel enjoyed the fine wine himself.

"Flamel." Beowulf stared at the wine glass in Flamel's hand. "You handled the assassination of Angers very badly."

A sentence is both an introduction and a conclusion.

No one refuted this conclusion. The elders' silence supported Beowulf's words, and the school directors' silence showed that they did not want to get involved in these matters.

"Bad?" Flamel took off his cowboy hat. "I have been pressuring the Eight Snake Clans to hand over the people, but they can't. What can I do? This is the best solution now."

Beowulf said, "I have read all the information provided by the Eight Snakes."

"Any questions?" Flamel asked.

"Without confirming Han Qiu's whereabouts and whether the Sheqi Eight Clan had any connection with Han Qiu, you withdrew all the people from the academy who stayed in Japan, including yourself. Is this your decision as the vice-president, just because you believed the one-sided words of the Sheqi Eight Clan?"

"Is there a problem? Now is not the same as before. We need to talk about evidence and consider the impact. Without any evidence, you are still standing on the territory of the Eight Snake Clans and putting pressure on them. Beowulf, if you are really capable, you should not use me as a gun, but lead your men to kill Japan, and it would be best if several countries started fighting. Otherwise, you can just throw the nuclear bombs that were withdrawn by Angers." Flamel believed that he had only lost to Angers in verbal battles.

What's more, what the elders did was not decent. They didn't want Flamel to come back, and they were secretly dividing up some of the power in the academy.

The secret party elders, led by Beowulf, who had originally disagreed with the start of the academy era, and some school directors who had always wanted to gain more power, were all seizing the opportunity.

The former wants to reverse history, while the latter intends to divide the academy.

Flamel just wasn't in the academy during this period, but that doesn't mean he wasn't aware of the situation.

Only a few days after the incident in Angers, all the demons and monsters came out.

It cannot be said that Beowulf and the others were wrong. For the academy and the secret party, the current situation does require a new route.

What is needed is not simply a leader, but a path.

The eight families of Sheqi rebelled against the academy, which in a sense denied the correctness of the academy's line. The rules set by Angers turned out to be frowned upon by even a group of Japanese.

Ange is still here, so we have to keep our opinions to ourselves. Now Ange is in a coma, and we don’t know when he will wake up, maybe he will never wake up in this lifetime, so why should we keep our opinions to ourselves?

The matter of Han Qiu and Jörmungandr has been under wanted order for so long but there is still no result. This negates the significance of the existence of the Executive Department.

Flamel really admires this old rogue Ange. He is really amazing to be able to calm down all these different opinions and views.

"When the academy was doing great things, you all just sat there and enjoyed the peace and quiet. Now you all jump out to find fault with the academy. You are really something." Flamel was a little angry.

"Achieve merit?" Beowulf sneered, "You mean Norton's dragon cross was stolen right under our noses, and Fenrir's death was all due to the reports of two students? Dragon slaying is not a game."