I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 325 "Commodity" Nono

Kassel Academy, Hall of Valhalla.

Today's conference hall is more like a banquet hall, resplendent and brightly lit, and the band on the second floor plays soothing music with snow-white gloves on.

As expected of musicians with dragon blood, the gloves don't seem to affect the feel of these people's instruments at all.

"Principal Angers," the woman smiled happily, and stretched out her palm to Angers, "You seem to be younger than four years ago."

"Although time is cruel, occasionally it is willing to be extra tolerant to the dying old man, but I didn't expect it to be tolerant not only to old people like me, but also to beautiful ladies." Angers shook hands with the woman, "You It's even more beautiful than it was four years ago, Seloria."

"Then you won't leave without saying goodbye this time like you did four years ago?" The woman called Seloria covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Behind her, the other high-level faces of Solomon's Temple remained unchanged. Behind Ange, Lu Mingfei and Caesar looked at each other, and at the same time saw the fiery gossip in each other's eyes. Looking at the principal with strange eyes.

This is... There are big melons!
Caesar and Professor Schneider immediately found things interesting.

This is... something big happened!

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that things were outrageous.

No, has there been any major change in the mate selection criteria of your dragon women in recent years?Has a mixed race made it to your "ideal spouse list"?

First came Xia Mi, who was in love with Senior Brother Chu, and then Fenlier, who was obsessed with Honoria. Serolia, who attacked the principal... you Dragon Clan, there is something wrong with aesthetics and mate selection, you guys!

"Is this a young man from your Kassel Academy?" Serolia looked at Lu Mingfei and Caesar.

"Let me introduce you to Lu Mingfei, the representative of the Equipment Department of Kassel College." Anger introduced.

"Equipment Department..." Serolia turned her gaze away from Lu Mingfei, and focused more on Caesar.

Damn, is the equipment department famous or notorious?
Lu Mingfei was upset.

"Caesar Gattuso, the future leader of the Gattuso family, the largest school manager of the college, is also the representative of Gattuso at this meeting." Anger introduced Caesar with more sentences than Lu Mingfei, But it lacked an explosive impact.

"This kid is still in school," Serolia said with emotion, "When I was his age, I was just an ordinary knight in Solomon's Temple. Looking at such a kid, it's really easy to make people feel old. "

"You look in full bloom." Caesar said to Seloria, showing a perfect gentlemanly smile.

Serolia just wanted to praise Caesar, when she heard the golden retriever in front of her add the second half of the sentence.

"Grandma Serolia." Caesar looked at Serolia, his ice blue eyes filled with sincerity and innocence.

Serolia: ...

Angers: ...

Anger coughed lightly, glanced at Lu Mingfei, then at Caesar, to confirm that he had not mistaken the person.

But Caesar's way of speaking...could it be in response to the old Chinese saying, "Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black"?
Angers guessed right. Caesar learned from Lu Mingfei. As the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor. As Lu Mingfei’s friend, Caesar was often tortured by Lu Mingfei. After being tortured for a long time, naturally It also made some progress in the torture.

Although Angers, as an educator, would definitely not agree that this change is "progress".

Caesar would not do this usually, the gentlemanly spirit he had cultivated since he was a child did not allow him to be disrespectful to a woman—provided that she was not a high-ranking member of Solomon's Temple.

This was not just because Caesar wanted to obstruct the cooperation between the family and Solomon's Temple. He didn't like Solomon's Temple very much.

Although considering the huge size of Solomon's Temple in Europe, almost all hybrids will use as euphemistic terms as possible when referring to it in public, but secretly everyone has the same name for Solomon's Temple-human traffickers.

What this organization that cultivates suitable female hybrids and then sells them to a big family or uses them to breed excellent hybrid offspring is not wronged at all by the traffickers. It cannot even be said that this is scolding them, it is just an objective narrative It's just what they do.

The behavior of this organization is almost the same as that of human traffickers who kidnap women and then sell them to remote areas in ordinary society. It is just that the decoration is more grandiose on the surface, and Caesar naturally does not like it.

The first meeting between the representative of Gattuso’s family and the head of the Solomon’s Temple freezes the atmosphere of the venue. Lu Mingfei pondered for two seconds. Although the principal asked him to speak less, the current atmosphere is too It's embarrassing, now is the time for him to stand up and liven up the atmosphere!

This is my duty!

"Brother Caesar, what you said is not quite right." Lu Mingfei took two steps forward and patted Caesar on the shoulder.

Ange's forehead felt cold, and he secretly called out "No!"

"Although the head of the regiment is indeed from your grandma's generation in terms of age, how can you call him grandma when he looks so young and beautiful? Isn't this calling him old?" Lu Mingfei patted Caesar The shoulders of earnestly teach.

"My friend is honest and upright. I apologize to you on his behalf." Lu Mingfei looked at Serolia with a smile.

"It's okay..." Serolia shook her head, if her face hadn't turned a little blue, the people around would have believed that she really didn't care.

"You are so kind, aunt." Lu Mingfei looked at Serolia with more sincere eyes than Caesar just now.

Caesar, an Italian nobleman, didn't like Solomon's Temple, a human trafficker organization. Lu Mingfei, a Chinese youth who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, naturally hated this organization even more.

Ange's wrists trembled, and he suppressed the urge to slap himself on the face and cover his aching forehead—he should have decisively removed this guy when he saw that the list of representatives submitted by the equipment department was Lu Mingfei. Going back the same way, even if the equipment department didn't come to represent it, it was Lu Mingfei who came over.

Apart from Lu Mingfei and Caesar, the two parties present were quite serious. There would be love in the Temple of Solomon, and when Kassel College was interested, the episode between Lu Mingfei and Caesar did not dissuade Serolia. The cooperation and enthusiasm of the top leaders of Solomon's Temple Church.

At the dinner, everyone chatted happily. Not only did they immediately finalize the cooperation attitude between the college and Solomon's Temple, but also discussed many cooperation details, such as the communication between the two alchemists, the exchange of information about dragons, the Economic and commercial cooperation within Europe, and even preferential prices for families within the Secret Party to purchase high-quality "reproduction carriers" from Solomon's Temple.

Lu Mingfei silently remembered the few people on his side who had the most active negotiations with Solomon's Temple and the families they represented, and decided to surprise them if they had the opportunity in the future.

A banquet lasted nearly three hours, and Ange and Serolia kept talking. Serolia was amused by Ange many times, and cast a look of coquettishness at him.

Lu Mingfei ignored all the people around him, and ate all his food by himself on the long table. In view of his status as a representative of the equipment department, the others not only didn't think he was inferior, they were even very grateful—for this young man Instead of suddenly pulling out a bundle of dynamite out of nowhere, the equipment department rep has been fighting at the lobster.

Caesar found it boring, and he didn't want the family to reach a cooperation with Solomon's Temple, so he simply found an excuse, walked to the second floor with a glass of whiskey, stood on the balcony, looked at the clear night sky, and counted the constellations while blowing the wind. .

Until the sound of high heels stepping on the wooden floor rhythmically sounded and approached him.

Caesar turned his head, just in time to see Seloria who was also holding a wine glass.

"Good evening, heir of the Gattuso family." Seloria raised her glass to Caesar.

"Good evening, grandma." Caesar also raised his glass to her politely, his mouth still unforgiving.

"You seem to have some prejudices against me," Serolia smiled, not annoyed, the mature and beautiful young woman has the calmness of an old man inside, "Is it because you are not satisfied with the wife we ​​provide? If you have any opinions, you can contact us at any time. Putting it forward, we have always maintained the principle that the customer is God."

"The wife you provided?" Caesar's face was not very good, "I don't know about this, it seems that the old stubborn in my family secretly placed an order for you behind my back? I am the person involved, can I return the goods? "

Caesar knew that the family had always been unwilling to accept Nuonuo, and had been looking for him a bride they thought would be worthy of him, and he had always scoffed at this, because he did not think that the family would have a share of him in Solomon's Temple. He was surprised by the order, but he didn't know whether Solomon's Temple would agree to his client's request for a chargeback.

"Cancellation of cooperation? Although there is no such precedent, it is still very troublesome to return the goods." Serolia was a little embarrassed. "Especially your 'wife' has been trained and sent to you."

"It has already been sent to me? Why didn't I know?" Caesar's heart jumped suddenly, and a guess that he didn't want to come true anyway emerged in his mind.

"It's your current girlfriend, Chen Motong. She is one of the best among all our trainers, and there are very few who can compare with her." Serolia was a little puzzled, "Didn't your family tell you?" ?”

Caesar shook the hand holding the champagne glass, and the golden liquid spilled out on the wooden floor and wet his snow-white trousers.

(End of this chapter)