They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

Mai Jude massaged her slender waist a few times, then looked up suddenly and saw that the door was open. Shirou Emiya was standing inside the door, looking at them quietly.

Oh my god... Young man, please spare my life!

For a moment, Jiude Mai actually had the illusion that she was caught red-handed at the crime scene.

Fortunately, Emiya did not angrily question them about their intentions of waiting outside the door. He actually brought two packaged cake boxes.

The sweet scent lingers around the tip of the nose, swirling cunningly, teasing the sense of smell and stimulating the secretion of saliva.

"Want to eat?"

The two of them nodded obediently at the same time.

----

The emergency negotiations between the secret party and the Shenzhou family - this critical moment that may be recorded in the history of the mixed-blood race, has finally come to an end.

In the end, Principal Angers still did not give in on the issue of disbanding the Shenzhou branch.

But he agreed to suspend all secret party members of the Shenzhou branch from that day until the issues between the two sides were resolved, pending investigation and handling.

The reason given for the suspension was that the Shenzhou branch had made serious mistakes, even dereliction of duty, in handling the dragon incident. This reason was acceptable and would be easy to explain to the school board.

As for the cancellation of the preparatory classes and the admissions office requested by Shenzhou Family, Angers had no choice but to resort to the "delay tactic". He claimed that this not only involved personnel changes for a large number of faculty and staff, but also those students who had already applied for the preparatory classes or were even currently studying.

What about those students?

After all, they have already completed the admission procedures or enrolled in advance. If the staffing is withdrawn hastily, what will happen if it delays the students' studies and future?

Such an approach - the abrupt cancellation of preparatory classes - is extremely detrimental to the reputation of Kassel College.

Although the Secret Party is well-known in the world of dragon slayers, in the surface world, Cassel is just an aristocratic private university that still has to maintain its dignity. This is related to the first impression of the civilian half-blood group on it.

After intense negotiations with Wazhu and other heads of the Shenzhou families, Ange finally achieved the final result of "limiting a buffer period, during which the students' stay or departure will be based on their own wishes."

Ange reasoned that Kassel College's faculty and educational resources were world-leading, and that, under the premise of "student voluntary participation," recruiting people into the secret party wouldn't be difficult. The other members of the school board likely shared this confidence.

Now we have also gained a certain degree of time delay, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

In comparison, although the Shenzhou families seem to have rich background at first glance, they actually do not have any impressive teaching capabilities. In addition, these families have always been stingy and like to hide in a corner. It is difficult for Angers to imagine that they will undergo institutional reforms and become like the secret party to expand outward.

At this time, Ange, who had finished the negotiations and successfully eased the situation, felt a little relaxed. He was ready to step into his beloved Gulfstream car again. When he turned around, he waved his hand slightly, indicating that Cheng Shuangfan didn't need to see him off.

"Mr. Principal, will the family really drop the charges as promised?"

Cheng Shuangfan has been extremely anxious and tormented recently, and he almost has the illusion of neurasthenia. Now that the agreement between the secret party and the Shenzhou family has come into effect, his position as the head of the branch has been officially terminated.

"Relax young man, they always keep their promises, everything will be fine!"

After saying this, Ange said goodbye and left in a very graceful manner.

Will it really get better?

In fact, he had deep worries hidden in his heart.

The aggressive attitude of the Shenzhou family, the huge black hand hidden inside and outside the secret party that is colluding with the dragon clan... Looking at the long-term, the possibility of whitewashing the situation seems to have disappeared, and a brutal dispute may be imminent.

Thinking of this, the moment Ange stepped into the luxurious cabin of the Gulfstream, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed something.

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"How interesting! Are we the only ones that the Zhou family specially invited? Hahaha, now the secret party has missed out on a new era."

Sir Snowdon from London, Britain, wears a pure black Panama hat and a Doeskin vest under his double-breasted coat. His face is neat under the brim of the hat, and his mustache is carefully trimmed. With the cane he carries with him, he is simply an English gentleman living in the early 20th century.

Sir Snowdon is the representative of the British mixed-race organization "Westminster Abbey". When he visited, he showed the letter from Lord Wa, and then walked into the Zhou family's gate under the leadership of Zhou Yuxuan.

He had already learned about the plans of the Shenzhou hybrids from the letters.

This incredible magic system will spread across the land of China, and serve as an opportunity to expel the minions and roots of the secret party.

On the other hand, the magic system will also spread across the Western world like dropping a depth bomb through transactions with Westminster Abbey, which he represents, and the "Solomon's Temple" backed by Christianity.

The result is foreseeable. Westminster Abbey and Solomon's Temple will rise up suddenly without any warning, and will inevitably lead to fierce conflicts with the Secret Party in Europe. At that time, the Secret Party's world hegemony will be weakened again.

Well, this is a cross between Chinese and Western films, with the secret party flourishing...

Sir Snowdon thought about it for a moment and understood the intention of the Shenzhou family.

He had heard through Westminster Abbey about the shocking events that had recently erupted in Shenzhou, and the subsequent exposure of various hidden scandals. The usually powerful secret party had turned a deaf ear to it, and presumably suffered a great loss in silence.

The Camarilla may not give up after suffering a loss, so Westminster and Solomon's Temple will be natural allies, rushing to the front line in Europe and becoming the number one target to attract firepower and divert the Camarilla's attention.

So, can Westminster Abbey on his side refuse?

Sir Snowdon thought for a moment and knew that it was impossible.

Westminster Abbey and Solomon's Temple have been rivals for many years, fighting openly and secretly. Both sides have been included in the invitation list, which means that no one dares to give up this opportunity.

Unless someone wants to be eaten up by a suddenly powerful opponent.

"Please come in, Lord Wa is still on his way back, you can walk around with me."

Sir Snowden was quite old, but his legs were still nimble and strong. He scanned the surroundings with his hawk-like eyes, but saw only a row of thick and solid walls. This place was a complete dead end.

Just when he was puzzled and wanted to ask, he saw Zhou Yuxuan taking the Gangbu steps - the old British knight naturally could not recognize the Gangbu steps, but he could feel the wonder of the steps - in fact, it was according to the "River Map" and the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, starting from the Kan Trigram and stepping to the Li position.

After walking a few more steps, the view suddenly became clear.

Sir Snowdon stared and saw that the thick and solid walls around him disappeared automatically.

The wide stone road with people coming and going extended rapidly in front. The young members of the Zhou family were noisily kicking their legs into the air, climbing over eaves and walls, as if there was wind under their feet. Several men in training clothes chanted short spells, driving thunder and lightning, spraying water and spitting fire.

"What you're reading isn't Dragon Script..."

Snowton took in all the strange sights along the way, and it turned out that the description on paper was not as real as witnessing it in person.

As for the illusion wall just now, Snowdon realized that it was not the spiritual power of any hybrid species, but the effect produced by the pure use of natural elements flowing in a specific way.

This kind of large-scale "ghost wall" alchemy array can only be seen in the tombs of ancient dragons of sufficiently noble status, and the Zhou family actually...

"That's called a 'barrier,'" Zhou Yuxuan explained. "It's just a 'visual obstruction' barrier created using feng shui. Because it's simple, it doesn't take much mana to set up. As long as you have a solid foundation, even beginners can set it up anytime, anywhere."

...Of course, if it is permanent and covers a large area, it will be a different matter.

"Oh my God...that's unbelievable."

Sir Snowdon never thought that the effect that required a complex alchemy array to achieve could be so simple now.

He immediately realized that the existence of magic reduced the difficulty of many methods, and the alchemical word technique would be reborn in a more flexible and diverse manner.

Hybrids often fight using modern munitions in conjunction with their own Word Spirits. While their fighting styles are flexible, they generally follow a similar principle. Many common Word Spirits, once used, are easily recognized and guarded against by their opponents.

And now, what about adding magic?

With magic battles, things immediately become complicated. People who don't understand the principles, don't have the ability to speak words, and don't know magic can easily misjudge the truth or fall into a set dead end.

These people are the ones who cannot keep up with the times, and their unupdated cognition is destined to lead to their defeat in the struggle.

Sir Snowton was then taken by Zhou Yuxuan to the project team responsible for refining equipment. Of course, this time Sir Snowton was only allowed to observe from a distance and was not allowed to study it up close.

So he could only see the bustling studio scene from afar. This place was called the "Magic Workshop", where a large number of magic apprentices were seen drawing talismans and writing spells, while others were engraving and carving jade, tokens or the Seven Star Sword.

When they were demonstrating, it seemed that they could instantly create various wonderful phenomena such as fire and lightning without any preparation.

Sir Snowdon looked like an alchemical artifact - but for an alchemical creation to achieve this effect, it would probably require a very high level of skill.

Zhou Yuxuan told him that this was a product of mysticism that extended magic to props, allowing the props to produce specific effects. In English, it was called "Mystic Code".

"That's a fitting description. The ceremonial attire is truly the code that unlocks the rules of this mysterious world. I imagine the person who chose this name must be a gifted magician."

Sir Snowdon was full of praise. He was already calculating in his mind how much he would have to pay to buy the magic system and a batch of ceremonial props for reference and study.

At the same time, he also carefully observed the magic tools of these Shenzhou people, which were full of unique Shenzhou cultural characteristics.

So, could the witchcraft and magic recorded on the ancient parchments passed down from the Western world also be used to develop different styles of magic? Coincidentally, his family had a large collection of ancient artifacts and historical materials.

At this time, Zhou Yuxuan responded in time:

"You'll have the chance to meet that magician someday. He's a heroic figure that even Lord Wa admires."

"Oh, I would be honored to meet you."

After the tour came to an end, Sir Snowdon continued to discuss magic with Zhou Yuxuan, praising it highly and declaring that he would cooperate with the plan to promote this system. Then he reluctantly left this magic workshop, which he believed was giving birth to a new era.

The old knight was finally taken to the VIP reception room. A pot of hot Wuyi rock tea had been brewed, waiting for the arrival of the host, Wazhu.

Snowdon had already witnessed the magnificent scene inside the magic workshop, so he was not in a hurry at all while waiting for Lord Wa.

With this time, he can prepare for the upcoming transaction negotiations and at the same time think about how Westminster, which he represents, can maximize the benefits of this magic system.

The simplest and most direct approach was undoubtedly to apply a ready-made template—the Secret Party's academy system. Using this system, they could lure the children of prominent allied families, and even members of the common class, into the school, recruiting talent and cultivating their power until they could rival the Secret Party and their long-standing enemy, the Solomon's Temple Society...

While thinking, Sir Snowdon saw a new figure coming in the door - not Lord Wa, but a tall and strong middle-aged man with full armor, blond hair and blue eyes. His extremely retro dress made him look like a religious knight who jumped out of the Middle Ages.

In comparison, even Snowdon's outfit looks much more fashionable.

"What a surprise, we meet again! Captain Kemplau!" Snowton said expressionlessly, he was not happy at all.

This person is Grand Master Camplau, the leader of the Order of Solomon's Temple, who has been hostile to Westminster Abbey for a long time.

As for a mixed-race organization named "The Order of the Temple", why is the supreme leader called the Grand Master?

This involves the history of the Solomon's Temple Society.

The predecessor of the Order of Solomon's Temple was the famous Knights Templar, one of the three major groups of the Crusades in the Middle Ages.

The Knights Templar discovered the secret of how Solomon used to control powerful dragons at the ruins of the legendary Solomon's Temple in Jerusalem at that time. From then on, they rode dragons and were invincible on the battlefield.

(In the dragon version of biblical mythology, the seventy-two demons that Solomon commanded were actually seventy-two pure-blooded dragons.)

As we all know, the Knights Templar eventually disappeared in history, and the one who inherited their legacy is the current Order of Solomon's Temple.

The Order of Solomon's Temple would still use the job hierarchy of the time, with all main combat forces being called "Knights" and the leader being the Grand Master of the Order.

The expression on Grand Captain Kamplau's face before he entered the door still showed his shock at the magic, and he was extremely happy about the opening of the door to this new world.

But after entering the door, he saw his old rival in Westminster Abbey sitting there drinking tea, and his face immediately darkened.

Kamplau snorted coldly, "heresy!", and sat down in the diagonal position wearing heavy armor. The chair immediately rustled due to the friction of the exquisite silver armor plates.

"Heretic? Are you referring to me, or the owner of this territory?" Snowdon put down his teacup and calmly confronted his old rival. "This isn't the place where the glory of your God is spread. If you don't tone down your tone, you'll bring yourself into trouble."

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Snowdon smiled like a fox again, intentionally or unintentionally putting pressure on him, "I have just discussed a lot of matters regarding the introduction of the magic system with that young man named Zhou."

"The secret party's college system is the best reference, and the Zhou family also expressed their approval. Coincidentally, Big Ben is next to Westminster Abbey, which is also our family's territory. The location and name needed to establish the college are already available."

(London Westminster Abbey is Westminster Abbey, next to it is Big Ben, formerly known as the Clock Tower)

"The Grand Commander seems confused. Could it be that nothing has been discussed beforehand?"

Chapter 74: The Holy Church is also here (6k)

Snowdon secretly exerted invisible pressure in the conversation.

Grand Commander Kamplau arrived later, and he really didn't know whether this slippery old noble had really discussed anything with the Zhou family in advance.

But Camplau thought about it carefully. The Westminster organization, like the Shenzhou family, spent most of its time fighting in its home territory and had little contact with the outside world. Therefore, it was unlikely that it had a deep private relationship with the Zhou family.

The so-called prior negotiation, the worst-case scenario is that Westminster is willing to pay an additional price and require the Zhou family to provide more incomplete magic system information to the Solomon Temple, causing their strength growth to lag behind Westminster.

"Hmph, when it comes to wealth, the Knights have always been fearless."

Camplaw secretly thought he had figured out the old knight's trick.

Be it money or hidden dragon treasures, the Solomon's Temple, which inherited the legacy of the Knights Templar, is only stronger than the mere Westminster Abbey!

Whatever Westminster has given you, I, Solomon’s Temple, will give you three times as much!

Thinking of this, the Grand Commander patted his heavy armor, making a clanging sound, as if he was not at all inferior in momentum. He spoke in a muffled voice:

"Ha! Of course I have discussed this with the Zhou family in advance. However, the Templars are a powerful organization that cannot be rivaled by some small British minions, so I still need to discuss this with His Holiness the Pope."

"Furthermore, our Knights are a vast organization that travels across the world to spread the glory of the Lord and praise His teachings. Our members are carefully selected from among the two billion believers worldwide. Without firm faith and a thorough understanding of the teachings, how can one be qualified to enter the mysterious world?"

By this point, Camplau had already made up his mind that the Solomon's Temple, as a mixed-race organization of religious armed nature, was not suitable for the college system of the Secret Party and had no need to recruit students.

The Grand Master of his generation had long been in secret contact with the contemporary Pope, and thus was able to set up branch organizations in various places under the cover of Christianity, absorb half-bloods in the name of recruiting believers, and package various alchemy techniques as "the grace of the Lord." Those ignorant wild half-bloods almost bowed down to them.

Now that we have the magic system, we will be even more powerful. We just need to deepen cooperation with the Pope to establish a church that also spreads the Lord's love and relief. As a name, the Pope will surely agree.

"Oh? Your Excellency, the Grand Commander, has already come up with a well-thought-out plan?" The old knight narrowed his eyes, his hands gripping the ornate end of his walking stick. "Please allow me to inquire about this earth-shattering conception."

"Wow... Could it be that you're using the name of God's grace again to take female believers of excellent bloodlines from the common people into the monastery so that your knights can have more wives and concubines and produce more offspring of outstanding bloodlines?"

In the old knight's view, the Solomon's Temple, which inherited the old system of the Knights Templar, was simply a feudal antique. It used a strict class system including knights to govern its internal affairs. In front of the knights' superiors, many nuns and believers were just their private property.