There are two types of people in the world, those who can deal with things calmly no matter what they encounter, and those who become confused, panicked, and hysterical when encountering something.

In Zhuang Mingge's view, both Rafis and the student council president are the first type of people.[]

Regardless of whether they are confident or otherwise, when encountering big things, neither of them will reveal any flaws.

Even though he was criticized in harsh words by Rafis, the student council president still had no expression on his face and stood there quietly, as if all of Rafis' responsibilities were just floating clouds in the sky and he was vulnerable.

Warfield Vincent, unwavering.

Several teachers looked at each other and saw surprise, surprise, and astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Classmate Rafis, do you have any concrete evidence for accusing Hua Feite of abusing his authority?" Dean of Students Sultan Uris coughed and asked calmly.

Among the four teachers with prominent status, his status is not the highest, but it is not the lowest either. His position determines that he is the most suitable to ask questions and preside over this matter.

"You have to understand what kind of outcome you will face if your accusation is not established."

Rafis said unmoved: "Yes, Director Sultan, I understand."

"Very good, show me your evidence to prove that Waffet abused his authority."

Rafis smiled confidently, turned around and looked at Student Council President Warfitt beside him, stretched out his finger and pointed forward, "The evidence is now in the hands of President Warfitt, but before that, let the student council

Let’s talk about the specific reasons why you ordered our alliance to disband within seven days.”

Dean of Students Sultan showed an unhappy expression, "Classmate Rafis, I need concrete evidence."

"Please wait patiently, Director Sultan, the evidence will be available soon. Mr. Warfield Student Council President, are you really not going to tell us the specific reason why you asked our Half-blood Alliance to contact you within seven days?" Rafis said aggressively.

Warfit stood there, motionless, as if he was wandering in a trance. He didn't seem to hear a word of what Rafis said. He seemed to be remembering something, his eyes were distracted.

——That day was also such a day.

——How long has passed since then, three years or three and a half years?

Ahem... A cough from the high platform interrupted Warfit's memories. He frowned slightly and smoothed the wrinkles unnoticeably. He looked up and met the eyes of the dean of students, Sultan Uris.

Together.

"Explain it, Warfitt."

"Explanation? Explanation of what?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Warfitt's mouth, "We received a report from an insider of the Alliance. This so-called mixed-race alliance will use the guise of gathering mixed-race children, and then study dangerous and evil magic. Such dangerous

The associations must be dissolved."

"It's simply ridiculous to slander others." Rafis said with a cold face: "President Warfield Student Council, all of this is your subjective opinion, just your prejudice against the mixed-race alliance..."

Things have been going very smoothly up to this point.

"Strange." Xiang's voice echoed in Zhuang Mingge's mind again, "Something is abnormal."

Zhuang Mingge gave him a strange look, "What's wrong? Why do you say that?"

"Don't you think things are going very well?"

Zhuang Mingge nodded, "It went really well, so what? Is there anything strange?"

"No, maybe I'm overly concerned. I always have a very bad feeling. Things are going too smoothly. It feels unreal, as if the student council president jumped into Rafis' pit on purpose.

With his skill...it shouldn't be."

"What kind of theory is this?" Zhuang Mingge couldn't help complaining, "Do you think that all bosses should have many means, and then the brave men who challenge him must escape death, risk everything, and survive after death? Courage, strength

, plus a little bit of luck, and experienced a scarred battle before knocking them down, are you playing the game of bravery?"

"No, I just have a bad premonition. Maybe I'm too worried?"

"Then tell me, what's wrong?" Zhuang Mingge asked helplessly.

"I can't tell. It just feels too smooth and too normal." Xion rubbed his temples in distress, smiling bitterly. His left hand unconsciously tapped on his thigh, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhuang Mingge sighed, decided to end this conversation, and turned his attention to the circular square again.

After chatting with Xion for a few words, although many scenes were missed, the key part was not missed. Amidst Rafis' aggressive and increasingly high momentum, the student council president Hua Feit finally asked someone to bring Sagawa Matake up.

His appearance undoubtedly pushed things to a climax.

Matake Sagawa is the key to everything.

He is an undercover agent sent by the Student Union to the Mixed-race Alliance. His true identity is known to everyone within the Mixed-race Alliance, but no one can deny that he was once a member of the Mixed-race Alliance.

His testimony will be the key to victory or defeat.

Will the future of the mixed-race alliance, the leader of the alliance, fail to recover and be disbanded immediately, or will the conspiracy of the student union collapse, and Warfield be forced to resign due to the scandal of abusing his power and framing others.

When the Japanese international student arrived at the circular square under the escort of several members of the Student Union Executive Committee, the atmosphere in the auditorium instantly rose. Countless people's eyes fell on him, either sharply, with disdain, or with anger.

, or profound... all kinds of different gazes are like sharp knives.

Sagawa Matake lowered his head, and no one could see his expression clearly.

His clothes were clean without a trace of wrinkles. From this point of view, it seemed that he had not suffered in the solitary room. His muscles were bulging, and there was no hesitation or messiness when he walked.

As if he had been carefully prepared, he rushed to the battlefield with a fearless momentum in his firm steps.

"Matake Sagawa, right?"

Sultan Uris' eyes fell on this key witness. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, like a deep pool of water with no depth.

"Are you a member of the Half-Blood Alliance?"

"Yes, Director Sultan Uris, I am a member of the Mixed-blood Alliance, and I am proud of it." Sagawa Matake finally raised his head, his expression was resolute and sincere, as if he had been baptized by the fire of war.

revolutionary warrior.

hiss……

Suddenly, Zhuang Mingge heard Xion next to him take a breath of cold air. Before he could understand anything, a bitter smile appeared on Xion's face, and at the same time, his voice echoed in Zhuang Mingge's mind again.

"I see, he is indeed a Sith. I have seen that he is very talented in this area before, but I did not expect that his scheming would be so deep."

Zhuang Mingge was slightly startled, "What are you talking about?"

"This is a trap, a trap specially designed to tempt the student council president to jump into."

"So, I don't understand what you are talking about at all."

Zhuang Mingge was confused now. Xiang's sudden change made him realize that things were not as simple as they seemed. The originally clear facts were suddenly covered with a thick layer of fog.

Nothing can be seen clearly.

The interrogation continues.

"Sagawa Matake, you are a member of the Alliance, and you reported to the student council the fact that the Mixed-race Alliance uses mixed-race children as a reason to recruit and unite mixed-race people, but in fact they are using mixed-race children to study evil and dangerous magic. Is that true?"

Sultan asked cautiously.

Sagawa Matake's eyes slowly fell on Rafis and said firmly: "No, this is a lie!"

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, and the entire auditorium went from silent to audible. It was like a volcano erupting. The loud sound broke through the auditorium in an instant, almost shaking the clouds in the sky to pieces.

If he hadn't been prepared, Zhuang Mingge almost thought his ears would be deafened in an instant.

Boom!

There was another muffled sound, but it strangely covered up the huge wave that almost knocked over the top of the auditorium. It swept every corner of the auditorium, like running water. Wherever the muffled sound swept, all the sounds disappeared instantly.

not see.

For a moment, the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear pins dropping.

This is the power of magic.

Zhuang Mingge had no time to marvel at the power of this magic, and his mind was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

He stared at Sagawa Masaki, but his mind recalled what Xion said just now.

"We have been fooled, Mingge. I have seen that he is very talented in this area before, but I did not expect that his scheming is so deep."

"This is a trap, a trap specially designed to tempt the student council president to jump into."

In the circular square, Sagawa Matake's speech continued.

He said resolutely: "I am a member of the Half-blood Alliance, and I am proud of it, even proud. Our Half-blood Alliance is upright and upright. How can we study evil and dangerous magic? This is a slander. This is an insult to our Half-blood Alliance."

slander."

As he spoke, he excitedly pointed at the student council president, Warfield Vincent, and said: "The student council president arrested me on trumped-up charges and asked me to give perjury. I was unwilling, but was punished by the student council.

They tortured me severely, put me in a solitary room, and committed heinous acts. My body and mind were severely damaged."

Having said this, he suddenly grabbed the collar and tore it hard. With a hiss, the intact top was torn instantly. Under the clean white round-neck short sleeves, there was not a single piece of intact skin.

The wounds cut by the knife, the skin burned by the fire, the marks torn by the claws, the pores punctured by the needles... As if he has experienced the punishment that can only be found in the old society, Sagawa Matake is already a scarred warrior.

Already.

Zhuang Mingge's pupils shrank several times in succession, and finally he suddenly realized.

Everything was calculated and Matake Sagawa was never a member of the student union from the beginning.
Chapter completed!