The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 72: Secret Party: Then I leave? (6k first order required)
Angé felt that Lord Wa was showing off in a very grand manner.

Directly refuting the actions of the secret party from a historical perspective is the most obvious way to establish authority at the beginning.

He really couldn't refute it.

The secret party has an ancient heritage, and it took so many years of accumulation to expand to the point of being the "world's number one mixed-race force."

This expansion process was definitely not a peaceful and tranquil one, but rather a bloody one. The final result was the victory of the Secret Party, which meant the defeat of the other half-blood forces.

But Angers couldn't refute like this. He came here to negotiate, not to further intensify the conflicts with these families. So in the first game, Angers chose to suffer in silence, and Wa took the lead.

Next, Lord Wa did not leave the clean and bright table idle, but ordered people to put on it the "evidence" that had made the secret party extremely nervous recently.

"First, the 'testimony' of Fujiwara Nobunosuke, a member of your secret party, the Gattuso family. His accusation is simple and clear..."

"I'm sorry, regarding this, Mr. Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, also has evidence to present. It is the records of tasks he assigned for family purposes, relevant communication records, and the records of Gattuso family marriage talks..."

Angé raised his hand to signal Cheng Shuangfan to fetch the equipment in time and retrieve the evidence sent by Frost.

Lord Wa just glanced up, seeming to think that these counterattacks were insignificant. She continued to order people to present a mountain of evidence:

"Don't worry, we still have it here. This is the analysis report of the monster corpses we found at the scene and the traces of the alchemy array left in the park."

"This corpse looks like Deadpool, but it has been further processed by alchemy, just like the alchemy array in the park. After repeated comparisons and studies by our family, it is the product of your Western alchemy, and it does not conform to our Shenzhou artifacts."

Combined with the "historical criticism" not long ago, Lord Wa pointed suspicion to the secret party in almost every word.

"That makes sense," Anger nodded, "but it must be pointed out that the cutting-edge field of alchemy in this world is not controlled by the secret party, but exists in the pure-blooded dragon race. So what you provided..."

"Oh?"

Wazhu sarcastically said, "The Deadpool experiment records dug out from the Chen family are also consistent with the technology in the above evidence. Could it be that the real dragon will also cooperate with such a petty thief like the Chen family?"

"The connection between the Chen family and Gattuso is not limited to this so-called 'marriage'? Do you really think we can't find out...the secret connections between the Chen family and your secret party over the years?"

Seeing that Lord Wa was about to bring up old scores, Angé looked around at the other heads of the noble families who had remained silent.

Some of them looked arrogant, some raised their eyebrows as if they were watching a good show with great interest, some had a stern face and narrowed their eyes slightly, hiding a coldness...most of them did not look in a good mood.

'I'm afraid this time, I'm going to fail.'

Ange recalled Frost's tired voice. It seemed that there was really something hidden between their two families, and it was a secret that could not be revealed even if he died.

Gattuso... the Chen family... an invisible black hand seemed to stretch out from the top of the secret party, controlling huge resources and manpower, continuing to parasitize on the secret party with strong foundation, and quietly growing and developing.

It has only been two or three years since the Greenland Sea incident, but the tragic scene is still fresh in our memory.

At that time, the "Prince" of Hunter Network announced the fragments of the copper pillar salvaged from the Greenland Sea. The copper pillar is the carrier of the dragon clan's historical records and can be said to be a ready-made precious historical material of the dragon clan. This attracted the attention of the secret party.

Then the "Prince" sent the coordinates of the "ancient dragon embryo" located in the Greenland Sea.

The secret party was skeptical about this.

Could the intelligence that the "Prince" kindly provided be a bait? Is it really necessary to send the executive department to the Greenland Sea to contact some ancient dragon embryo?
The top secret party members argued fiercely about this, but the school board at that time finally approved the Greenland Sea operation proposal. As a result, almost all the operatives were killed, and only one student survived. Schneider was attacked and injured during the rescue, and half of his face was completely shriveled.

If you think about it carefully, although the ancient dragon embryo is tempting, it is not advisable to take action before the situation is clear.

There must be someone hiding in the dark pushing this matter forward. The secret party is not only watched by external enemies, but also has treacherous elements within.

Angé raised his head and sighed silently, and finally said to Lord Wa: "There is no possibility that the Secret Party will cooperate with dragons. This is the iron rule that the Secret Party has adhered to for thousands of years, and it is also the inner conviction of countless dragon slayers."

In other situations, this sounds like an oath, but in a negotiation, it is more easily understood as an excuse, so Wazhu reacted indifferently and waited to see what Angers would do next.

"However, the secret party has grown to a large scale and it is inevitable that there will be people who betray their ideals and compatriots and cross the bottom line for the sake of profit."

Angers next sentence surprised Lord Wa a little, and he actually opened his mouth and chose to give in.

"It's a pity that after all these years, I still didn't realize that they were hiding so deeply. This is my personal oversight."

Cheng Shuangfan was also shocked. It was only the second round of confrontation, and Principal Angers, who came on behalf of the secret party, chose to admit defeat so quickly?

"Don't look at me in surprise," Angers admitted the problem lightly, but the light in his eyes was like that of a still young lion.

"I am a moderate in the secret party. I am definitely not an old stubborn person who is willing to communicate after a fight with swords. But my attitude is also very clear. The secret party's dragon-slaying purpose will never waver. I still believe that the young people of the Shenzhou branch have hot blood and a passionate heart to slay the dragon..."

“However, people with ulterior motives have wasted the youth’s enthusiasm and tried to prevent our secret party from establishing a long-lasting and solid relationship of peace and friendship with the aristocratic families.”

Lord Wa nodded. This old man’s title as the leader of the secret party was not in vain. He had no intention of taking the blame completely from the beginning. Instead, he chose to retreat in order to advance and transformed the enemy targeted by the Shenzhou family from the secret party as a whole to “individuals”.

In fact, she has also prepared a considerable amount of negative information about the Chen family, such as the gang transaction records between the Chen family and the "secret party scum" boar Neo, and the secret party's Japanese branch, etc.

But now Angers has labeled them as “individuals” with one blow.

It doesn’t matter, she also has a corresponding set of boxing skills.

"This should have been an internal affair of your secret party, but the incident happened in Shenzhou. I think that for a long time, the price these people paid for their mischief has been paid by Shenzhou. As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor..."

"But now Mr. Ange calls them individuals, and does not seem to specify the specific people behind the scenes. So, if we don't point to the secret party, who should we ask for this price?"

"Or does Mr. Ange intend to ask us to wait until the end of time for you to find out the truth behind the scenes?"

cost?

Faced with the questioning, Angé felt relieved. He thought that the highlight was coming, and the Shenzhou family agreed to the negotiations for their own interests.

As long as the accusations made by Shenzhou can be dropped and the secret party can be freed from "stigmatization", all of these demands can be negotiated.

The beauty of negotiation lies in satisfying each party’s core demands and striving for marginal benefits while making compromises.

"Regarding the self-examination of the secret party, it will not be accomplished overnight," Ange said, "but I can assure all the family heads present that the secret party as a whole will only swing the sword at dragons, and not point the sword at our compatriots."

"Wow, you secret party members, you are shouting slogans of slaying dragons loudly now, but you can hardly find many deeds you can show off."

Lord Wa responded with a sarcastic remark.

The last time the Secret Party openly fought the Dragon King was the "Summer Mourning" incident a hundred years ago. The Secret Party is now too embarrassed to brag about such a record that came at the cost of the annihilation of its top leaders.

In comparison, the casualties in the dragon incident handled by the Shenzhou family this time were much smaller. Emiya and the Zhou family's Dragon-Breaking Platform even defeated Odin, who was suspected to be the Dragon King, head-on.

Angers was speechless for a moment. He truly felt the embarrassing situation of the secret party in this incident: it was the first time in history that they did not participate in the entire process, but were instead splashed with dirty water.

People have good reasons to doubt the "uncleanliness" of the secret party, so much so that now even the professional ability of the dragon slayer has begun to be questioned.

But the incident was over, and Angers couldn't ask for another chance to "prove his ability"...

Angers appeared calm on the surface, and praised the handling of the incident at the right time:

"The Zhou family's Dragon-Breaking Platform is indeed worthy of its reputation. If it doesn't move, it's fine. But if it moves, it will make a stunning debut. I heard that the 'God Slayer' Emiya is also a young talent discovered by the Zhou family?"

"...At such a young age, he is really amazing. This reminds me of my good friend Meinecke Cassel. At that time, I was still unknown, but he had already shown his talent and became the leader of the Lionheart Society. If he had not perished together with the Dragon King, the secret party's dragon-slaying business would have flourished."

Ange expressed his feelings at the right time, and his demeanor finally became like a centenarian recalling the past, lamenting the fleeting youth, "If this Emiya had been discovered by our secret party in his early years..."

Wazhu interrupted, "So, you want to win him over in front of me?"

Her face sank and her tone became gloomy.

Ange didn't look embarrassed at all. In fact, his character also includes that of an educator. It was extremely natural for him to look at Emiya and say such words.

"It is just like that. 'Good food is never too late, good talent is never too late'. Although the secret party has shortcomings, it also has the most advanced educational environment and resource advantages. We will definitely not be stingy in devoting resources to every talent."

"For a person with such extraordinary abilities as Emiya, our secret party will certainly provide him with the best treatment and resources..."

Although Ange seldom takes charge of matters such as the admissions office, such promises keep popping out of his mouth like strings of pearls... In short, the secret party has strong foundation and resources, and is definitely not a gathering place for incompetent and mediocre people as Lord Wa said.

Besides, what if there really is a chance to get treasure?
If he could get Emiya to join the secret party, Angé would accept it even if he had to bleed heavily in this negotiation. He would even be willing to give up the position of leader. He would wake up laughing in his dreams.

Because Emiya joining the secret party would only boost the latter's momentum - although they used the Dragon Breaking Platform, they also killed the Dragon King head-on, which was equivalent to a living Menech. Who would dare to object?

"Wait a minute, this matter has gone off topic," Wazhu ordered someone to come forward to serve tea. Angers's tactics of both defense and attack were really testing her patience. She was not a girl who could be easily led astray. "Let's get back to the topic and talk about compensation."

“We can promise not to pursue the incident caused by the people behind the secret party.”

"Oh?" Ange accompanied her in chatting about this and that, in fact, he also wanted to avoid the negotiation disadvantage. The performance of the secret party in this incident was not remarkable at all, and there were not many areas where they were strong.

However, the first thing Wa said was "no pursuit", which Ange did not expect. Did she also want to "advance by retreating"? What did she want?
Angé took a sip of the tea and exclaimed in praise of the unique aroma of Wuyi Dahongpao tea. At the same time, he silently said "but" to Lord Wa in his heart.

"But," Lord Wa indeed made a turn, "in view of the severity and seriousness of this incident, including the disappointing performance of the secret party, we request..."

"Your branch is disbanded and withdraws from Shenzhou. You are not allowed to set foot on Shenzhou land from now on."

Ange's hand holding the teacup almost trembled, and his face became serious. "I can't agree to this kind of thing alone. It involves personnel changes in the entire branch, and all members of the school board need to meet to decide."

"Then don't disband, but instead don't interfere in the internal dragon affairs of Shenzhou." "..." No, what's the difference between this and disbanding?
"In addition, we also demand the cancellation of the preparatory classes and admissions offices run by the secret party in the Shenzhou area. Your recruitment of talents will come to a halt from today onwards."

boom.

Lord Wa put down the teacup with a slight sound. At the same time, the heads of other families, who had originally kept their eyes downcast, also focused their attention.

That kind of strong gaze...it was as if he wanted to kill Ange with his eyes.

So this is the real reason why the Shenzhou families are causing trouble?

Ange felt that he had grasped the truth, but...

"No, that's impossible. This is not just the secret party's business. There are a huge number of wild hybrids in Shenzhou. If we don't absorb and educate them, once the hybrids are misled and awakened, they are likely to cause chaos!"

"Then there's no need to bother the secret party with worrying about it. It's just about recruiting talents and educating people. This is something that you secret party can do, but we can't do it?"

This is when the real purpose is revealed.

It was like a wake-up call, and Ange suddenly woke up. Forcing the secret party to wash away the stigma was just a cover, and the core was to remove the influence of the secret party rooted in Shenzhou!

And now that Angers has admitted that the secret party itself has problems, he has to either take the blame and face relentless stigmatization, or withdraw from China. Choose one?

----

Shirou quietly closed the door, turned around, and saw Nono's peaceful sick face.

She lay on Bai Jie's bed with her eyelids tightly closed, and she didn't seem to be awake. It was indeed as Jiude Mai and the others said, Nuonuo's injuries didn't seem serious, at least on the surface, there were only small wounds, and her face was sickly pale.

Not awake yet? Or...

Silently shifting his gaze, Emiya noticed that the inner room in the RV was not small. In addition to the space for Nono's bed, there was also a flat dining table next to it, on which were neatly packaged food boxes and baskets filled with fresh and sweet fruit.

These simple yet exquisite gifts were piled up like a mountain. Some of them were even just picked and still had the smell of the wilderness. Such fresh food looked expensive and the quantity was far more than a little girl could eat. Perhaps they were prepared for all the VIP patients in the RV.

Suddenly, an idea came to Emiya.

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When facing strangers, Nono is used to using profiling.

Before she passed out, Nuonuo vaguely remembered the voice of a little boy echoing in her mind. Unfortunately, when she tried to profile him, she felt nothing. Perhaps it was just an illusion or strange dream talk.

She quietly opened her eyes again - or to be exact, she opened her eyelids a crack, and what she saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

He was slightly frightened and his body trembled, making a small noise.

After a moment, she closed her eyes and used the profiling function. The soft but ill-sized bed was obviously not the one she had at Chen's house. The wounds on her body were perfectly bandaged and treated with professional and meticulous techniques, and her skills were comparable to those of a medical genius.

Under the accurate profiling, a lot of information in the relatively large room of the RV was received by the senses and gathered in the brain for analysis...Nono concluded that this was a brand new single room that had never been lived in before, and it was obvious that he was treated very well.

'You will get what you want when you wake up.'

The boy's voice seemed to be laughing, but it seemed to echo in his ears again.

Nuonuo once again recalled some of the scenes before he fell into a coma. The clicking sounds were like random film clips, replaying in his still confused brain in a loop.

Da da da.

Then came the sound of the spear-wielding god's horse's hooves as he rode away.

A huge booming explosion.

Oh, and at the end there’s a guy with the same red hair as her…! ?

Squinting my eyes, I saw a red-haired man fiddling with cutlery at the table. What was he doing?

He muttered something silently, and then a bunch of exquisite silver knives appeared out of thin air in his hand - Nono couldn't help but open his eyes wide - "projection" seemed to Nono a magic trick he had never seen before.

The knife was as obedient as a servant in his hand. The morning sun happened to shine dimly through the double-glazed glass. The juice bloomed temptingly under the light of the knife. The bright orange or golden flesh flew out piece by piece accurately onto the plate, exuding a dizzying sweetness.

Then he opened the square box, cut the fluffy pastry into geometric shapes, lightly embedded the fruit pulp into the cream layer, and after piecing them together, he used a piping bag and a flower nozzle to squeeze out exquisite lace on the edges and top.

After a little repetition, the table was soon filled with the same exquisite and numerous sweet preparations.

Next to this dazzling delicacy, he unloaded a handful of crystal clear, sparkling, plump cherries from the fruit basket.

These wild cherries, together with the high-calorie chocolate chips and sugar beads, are like a colorful scroll dotted with stars, spread on the slightly monotonous cake pieces, adding a soft sense of layering and a long-lasting sense of happiness.

"Okay, done."

Shirou Emiya cancelled the knife that he had temporarily projected in his hand, and it shattered into nothingness in an instant.

He looked up at the bed and met Nuo Nuo's eyes which were fully open and revealed curiosity.

"Want to eat together?"

"it is good."

Nuonuo's injuries are minor now, but she is unexpectedly in a state of weakness and unable to get out of bed. Fortunately, the bed is a standard lift-able hospital bed design. By pressing a button, the small bed board behind Nuonuo's back will rise and tilt, allowing her to be in a comfortable semi-lying angle.

The dining table was a sliding type with built-in rollers. Emiya turned the table sideways, and when he moved it, the table legs were offset from the bed board, and the table top happened to be above the bed.

The unexpected conversation unfolded on such a unique and sumptuous dining table.

Nuo Nuo puffed up his cheeks as he chewed. "It's delicious... I feel like a professional chef."

In fact, Emiya was also feeling very hungry after the intense battle, and he said while eating, "Then I am actually the chef of the Zhou family, the pastry chef responsible for your post-operative recovery."

"You are not." The sweet taste made Nuo Nuo smile. "Although you have a high talent as a chef, professional chefs have special habits."

"Okay, so what am I?"

"You are good at fighting, right?" Nono swallowed a mouthful of food and looked at Emiya without blinking. "Your eyes are sharp, your movements are skillful, your limbs and muscles have been honed for a long time, but your expression is completely relaxed. This is the breath of complete relaxation after the battle is over... right?"

"Not bad... the profile is very accurate."

"So, Odin is dead, right?"

Nuonuo's words changed, as if he was nervous and expecting something.

The girl's calm demeanor was broken by sudden emotions, as if... the one-eyed god had become a huge nightmare in her heart.

Emiya put down the cake in his hand and hesitated for a moment, "Yes, dead."

Nuo Nuo lowered her eyes and said in a gentle tone, "Great, can you tell me...how did he die?"

Emiya was slightly stunned, and finally briefly described his battle process. Although he thought about telling it from a bystander's perspective, it would probably be discovered by Nono's profile.

"...I see, so that's how it is. Odin was blown to pieces..."

Nuonuo murmured to himself, his expression began to show a little agitation, and finally he actually forced himself to stand up.

The bedding slid off, revealing the slender milky white limbs beneath the loose hospital gown. The large and small wounds on the smooth skin were slightly covered by bandages, triangular bandages, gauze pads, etc.

Emiya watched in surprise as she moved the table away, struggled to get out of bed and faced him. Suddenly, her knees went weak and she fell to her knees!
Ah? ? Girl, why are you doing this?

Emiya reacted very quickly. He leaped forward and supported her to prevent her head from hitting the floor.

"…I'm sorry, I'm still a little weak."

Nono's answer left Emiya speechless.

"If you know your injury hasn't healed, just lie back down."

"No, I want to thank you formally... I'm not some spoiled little princess." Nunuo bit her lip and whispered in his ear, and was weakly lifted up by Shimiya's arms.

boom.

By chance the door opened at this moment.

"Hey, we heard a splash. Let's come over to check. Is everything ok?"

Jude Mai was followed by Zero, and the former's voice was a barrage of disastrous sounds for the current scene.

"Fuck, I think I disturbed your good time. Sorry, bye!"

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