Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 251 Answer me!
Ang nodded, seemingly accepting the explanation.

He turned to look at Lu Mingfei, his tone becoming serious:
"Even so, Lu Mingfei, your approach was a bit too radical. Hanging the entire formal investigation team of the Board of Trustees upside down above the school gate has an extremely negative impact. This makes it very difficult for our college to explain to the Board of Trustees."

Lu Mingfei blinked, looking completely innocent:
“Principal, you’re wronging me. I had no choice. Think about it, they pulled out knives as soon as they got off the bus; they clearly had ill intentions. As a student of Kassel College, I have a duty to protect campus safety, right?”

He shook the climbing rope in his hand:

"I can't really beat them to death or maim them on the spot, that would be too uncivilized."
Not only did it violate school rules, it also made the place dirty.

So we'll have to use the gentlest and harmless methods to control them for now, and wait for you and the disciplinary committee to handle it.

Mild? Harmless?
Everyone looked up at the "distinguished guests" whose faces were almost turning purplish-red from bloodshot eyes, and then looked at Lu Mingfei.

Angers pondered for a moment, then slowly said:
"Hmm... now that you mention it, there's some truth to it. In the face of an armed attack, decisively controlling the situation and prioritizing the safety of teachers and students is indeed the top priority, and the initial intention was good."

Manstein almost spat out a mouthful of blood:
"Principal! How could you..."

Angers raised his hand to stop Manstein from speaking, his gaze sweeping over the students in the room, his voice rising slightly:
"Alright, the matter is clear now. This conflict was triggered by Mr. Percy Gattuso, a member of the Board of Trustees' investigation team, who first attacked Lu Mingfei, an S-class student of our school, with a weapon."

In the course of self-defense, Lu Mingfei took necessary restraint measures in order to control the situation and eliminate the threat.

He paused, glanced at the few people swaying above, and continued:

"While the method of restraint is debatable, it is understandable. Given that Mr. Percy has admitted his mistake and the punishment appears to be sufficient, the Disciplinary Committee shall immediately release the gentlemen of the investigation team and send them to the infirmary for treatment and necessary psychological counseling."

"As for how to handle the follow-up..."

Angers' gaze deepened:
"This will depend on the school board's official stance on the matter and whether they are willing to provide a reasonable explanation and apology to our frightened students."

The students murmured amongst themselves, most feeling that the principal had handled the matter "fairly and justly."

The disciplinary committee members then rushed forward and hurriedly put Andrew and the others down.

Andrew collapsed to the ground as soon as he landed, coughing and gagging violently. His gaze toward Lu Mingfei and Angers was filled with resentment, but due to his injured throat and extreme humiliation, he was unable to utter a complete sentence for a moment.

Percy was silently helped up, his head bowed, his expression unreadable.

Just as they turned to leave, Lu Mingfei suddenly said:

"and many more!"

Everyone was stunned.

“The rest of the investigation team can leave,” Lu Mingfei said slowly, “but Mr. Percy and Mr. Andrew need to stay.”

Andrew jerked his head up, his face contorted almost unrecognizable from the blood rushing to his head in anger.

He growled hoarsely:

"Lu Mingfei! You... what else do you want?! Haven't you humiliated us enough?!"

"humiliation?"

Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard something interesting.

He took a few steps forward, stopped in front of Andrew, leaned slightly forward, and his eyes were frighteningly cold:
“Mr. Andrew, you misunderstand. I’m a very reasonable person. That was a public safety incident, and now that it’s over, it’s time to deal with our…private dispute.”

"A private dispute?!"

Andrew was so angry he was trembling.

"of course."

Lu Mingfei shrugged:
"Mr. Percy attacked me with a weapon, causing me severe psychological trauma and physical harm."

"Look, he almost broke my already injured arm again. And you, as the head of the investigation team, condoned, or even instigated, your subordinates' violent behavior. Isn't this a serious civil dispute that needs to be resolved through negotiation? For example, let's discuss compensation and damages for emotional distress."

He paused, his tone becoming more amiable:
"Of course, I'm easy to talk to. Compensation and such are minor matters. What's important is the attitude."

He pointed to Percy:
"Could any doctor please give Mr. Percy's wrist an emergency bandage? After all, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and delaying treatment is not good."

The school doctor immediately stepped forward and began to treat the silent Percy's injuries.

Then, his gaze returned to Andrew, his tone remaining calm:
"As for Mr. Andrew, I would like to ask you to contact Mr. Frost Gattuso, the acting head of the Gattuso family, immediately."

"what?!"

Andrew almost jumped up, but his weakened body only allowed him to breathe heavily.
"You...you actually want to speak directly to the head of the Frost family?! Lu Mingfei! You've gone too far!"

"Excessive?"

The amiable look on Lu Mingfei's face vanished instantly.

He narrowed his eyes, as if a golden storm was brewing in his pupils.

“Andrew Gattuso,” he said coldly, “tell me, who went too far?!”

He suddenly took a step forward, and the invisible pressure made Andrew subconsciously take half a step back, a look of fear on his face.

“I, Lu Mingfei, have cooperated with every bloodline test since the day I enrolled. Was there a problem with the blood sample I drew?”
I severely wounded Constantine, the King of Bronze and Fire; I killed Norton when he awoke! In the suburbs of Cologne, Germany, I wiped out a sub-species that could have nearly destroyed the city!
Have I violated any of the Secret Party's ironclad rules? Have I failed to live up to my 'S' rating?!

His questions struck Andrew's heart and echoed in the ears of everyone present.

The students held their breath, their eyes burning as they stared at Lu Mingfei.

"I've done so much, and now you want to form an investigation team to judge me based on some unfounded speculation?! Who's really going too far?!"

His gaze suddenly swept over Angers, who remained silent to the side, and his voice became even more impassioned:
"Even if we don't talk about me, let's talk about Principal Angers!"

“For over a hundred years, he fought alongside his comrades and my great-grandfather, Lu Shanyan! He fought on the front lines of the dragon-slaying cause! He lost all his friends and brothers! He devoted himself to establishing this Kassel College, cultivating generation after generation of dragon slayers for the Secret Party and for humanity!”

"He was the last member of the original Lionheart Society! This academy is even named after the first president of the Lionheart Society, Menek Cassel! He dedicated his entire life to this war!"

“Tell me! Andrew Gattuso!”

"Tell me, what right does your high and mighty board of directors have to judge him?!"

"You! Andrew Gattuso! What have you done to slay dragons?! How many dragons have you killed?! How much blood have you shed?! How many comrades have you lost?!"

"answer me!"

Lu Mingfei's voice carried the majesty and fury of a dragon's roar, making Andrew's eardrums buzz. His face turned ashen, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word.

He felt as if layers of exquisite disguise had been peeled away, exposing him to the light of day, and a tremendous sense of shame gripped him.

Faced with the mountain of irrefutable evidence and brilliant achievements listed by Lu Mingfei, all his legal provisions, family background, and conspiracies seemed so pale and powerless, so... laughable.

The whole square was silent.

Only Lu Mingfei's piercing gaze, like a sword of judgment, hung over Andrew's head.

Angers stood aside, watching all this quietly, watching the young man who roared for him and for all those who fought, a complex light flashing in his aged eyes.

He took a light puff of his cigar, and wisps of white smoke rose, blurring his deep expression.

(End of this chapter)