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There is still a part of the strength left in Constantine's remnant body. Although it is only one ten thousandth of what he had when he was the Dragon King, it is still much stronger than the A-level Caesar.

Using the remaining power, Kelal can almost make a new body for him.

With an idea in mind, Keilar was ready to start work overnight while taking advantage of the inspiration in his heart. However, the arrival of the dejected Miyamoto Yui forced Keilar to stop what he was doing.

"I lost." The girl slumped her shoulders and lowered her head, looking like a defeated dog.

"Well, what next?" Keilar sat at the table and recorded all his thoughts.

"Bad guy! I lost the fight and you didn't comfort me!" The girl who hoped to be comforted by Keilal huffed.

However, Keilal just raised his head and glanced at her playfully, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"She is still a little girl after all." Keilar looked at the girl with bulging cheeks and said with a smile.

Reaching out to hold Miyamoto Yui's hand, Keilal used a little force to pull the girl into his arms and sit on his lap.

"Isn't it normal to lose? Remember how you lost this time, and then win back next time." Keilar gently combed the girl's messy long hair with his hand, and the girl was because She was shy and buried her head in his arms.

"The opponent is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. It doesn't matter." Keilar pinched the girl's earlobe.

"Oh! Don't move!" Yui Miyamoto bumped Keilal's chin with her head in a small protest.

"Okay, are you happy?" Keilar asked, looking at the girl's red face.

"Ah."

"So nice."

"I'm not a child!" The girl protested, but her hand holding Keilal tightened.

"Well, I know, she is a big girl." Keilal held her cheek and observed carefully.

Face to face at such a close distance, Miyamoto Yui didn't dare to open her eyes, but she was expecting something in her heart.

"It's beautiful," Keilal said softly.

Then he lowered his head.

He has never been someone who likes to suppress his feelings.

……

The next day, there was a secret party meeting.

In a secret room, the directors of Cassel College and some mixed-race bosses gathered together.

"Constantine, the King of Bronze and Fire, is completely dead. He died at the hands of our Dragonborn Keilal Johnson." Angers held the long table with both hands and read the report on the table.

"What about its bones? If the Dragon King dies completely, then its power will be completely preserved in the bones!" Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, asked.

"No more." Angers said simply.

"How is it possible? The Dragon King's bones cannot disappear so easily!" Frost stood up and looked at Angers.

"Then you may not have seen how Keilal slays the dragon. The dragonborn will absorb the soul of the dragon it kills so that the dragon can never be resurrected. At the same time, it will also absorb the power of the dragon." Angers based on his experience of Keilal. The knowledge of Lal's abilities explains a little bit about Kelal's abilities.

"I can prove that we were all present when he killed the dragon attendant Samson last time. He absorbed the dragon's soul and power, and the dragon's body turned to ashes in an instant." Schneider, who attended the meeting as the executive minister, spoke out Support the principal.

"What exactly is a Dragonborn?" Frost asked.

"According to what he said, his bloodline is pure human, but his soul is not human, although I don't know what the soul looks like." Angers shrugged.

"Absurd! Only dragon kings can devour each other's power. This person who suddenly appears with unknown origin is probably a dragon king hiding in the human world!" Frost retorted loudly.

"Ding ding ding..."

The old man in black robe sitting aside shook the bell on the table to signal that he was ready to speak.

"I think it is necessary to hold an inquiry meeting for this person named Keilal Johnson. The importance of the Dragon King's bones is self-evident. We cannot let such an important thing fall into the hands of a person of unknown origin." The old man. explain.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

The remaining attendees raised their hands in agreement.

Only Angers, Schneider and the vice-chancellor were silent.

Having seen Keilal's power, they knew that something might happen this time.

Angers could tell that Keilard had done something wrong when he killed Constantine, but he didn't dare say anything.

It only takes less than a minute for Kelal to kill a Dragon King, so how long does it take for everyone to kill Zi with his speed that is more terrifying than time zero?

However, even though Angers is the principal and the most famous dragon slayer in the world, he cannot resist the will of the Camarilla.

"Ugh, it's over!" the vice-principal whistled and patted his beer belly.

"What's wrong? Master Flamel, do you have anything to say?" Frost asked.

The vice-chancellor was the oldest among the people present. He was even older than Angers, but he looked younger than Angers. This was because of his bloodline and his knowledge.

He is the only existing alchemist master and the Flamel of this generation, and the Flamel mentors of every generation are close collaborators of the Camarilla and have a transcendent status.

Even if this guy never passes by.

"Well, I'm going to prepare something for you." The vice-principal muttered.

……

The secret party's execution efficiency was very high, and the letter of the inquiry meeting was delivered to Kelal that afternoon.

After opening the envelope and reading it for a moment, Kelal lit a little fire in his hand and burned it to ashes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's true that good people get bullied by others." Keilar moved his wrist.

To be honest, why do some idiots always want to fill his anger slot?

Is it good to live well?

With a slap on the table, Keilard flashed into Angers' office.

"Do I need an explanation, or is this the intelligence of the high-ranking members of the Camarilla?" Keilard sat on the sofa at Angers desk and said to Angers, who had been waiting for his arrival.

There is steaming black tea on the table, which is Ange's collection.

"Well, I have tried my best on this matter, but in the end, an old guy still proposed to hold a question meeting." Angers said helplessly.

"So? A guy who calls himself a master of debate will come to ask me something?" Keilar sneered.

Golden ripples appeared from behind, and Kelal took out the Poseidon Trident from the King's Treasure.

"It is the Trident of Poseidon, which can control the ocean. Can I use it to play a big flood? It may be a good choice to choose a few species I like to survive. If human beings are stupid in nature, I don't mind doing it for them. God does it once." Keilal's eyes flashed coldly.

Together with the murderous intention, I can't hold it back!