Chapter 378
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Mel family.
The old patriarch of the Mel family was sitting in a luxurious room. Mel George was sitting in a chair with a gloomy expression. There were two figures standing in front of him. They were Mark and Sarah Mel who was recognized as the most outstanding business woman in the noble circle. Both of them had an ugly expression on their faces.
"Wait until tomorrow morning! All the nobles, knights and civilians will know that this bastard will become the youngest master in the Temple!" The wrinkles on George's weather-beaten face were like swords. His gentle eyes were now incomparably sharp. He coldly looked at the slender figure of Sarah Mel. Once upon a time, she was his proudest granddaughter. But now, he was filled with disappointment and anger.
"Temporarily block the news of master Mastar. Don't let the directors of the consortium know." George stared at Sarah and said: "You have full authority over this matter. This was supposed to be your first glorious achievement after you entered the consortium. But you have the resources and contacts of the entire consortium. You actually screwed up this matter. You can't even deal with a person who has no background and identity as a pariah!" Sarah stared at George.
Sarah Mel bit her lower lip as she heard his suppressed anger: "Grandpa, I didn't expect that he would be so capable. In a short period of time after producing the 'lightning rod', he produced another legendary item. This is something that no one can predict. I also …"
George slammed his palm on the table and said angrily: "You also what? Don't you know how to kill him before he resists? What did I teach you? When facing an enemy, you can't be softhearted, and you can't play tricks on them. Even an injured, skinny dog will turn around and pounce on you if it's cornered. Even if it can't hurt you, it will still dirty you! You can't even remember such a simple truth! "
"Moreover, he was outside the giant wall for seven or eight days. He was cut off from all contact with the giant wall. You attacked him from the back but you still couldn't put him to death! If you had tarnished his reputation and made him a wanted criminal by the military before he came back, he wouldn't have dared to show his face if you had produced concrete evidence to prove his crimes. How would he submit the invention? "
Sarah was startled, she bit her lips and said: "Grandpa, I know I was wrong. I will take responsibility for this matter."
"Responsible?" George didn't laugh as if he had heard the biggest joke. He said in a cold tone: "What can you use to be responsible for him? Even if he is an ordinary master, he is not someone you can be responsible for, not to mention he is the youngest master, he has infinite possibilities, and he has also created a new system of magic, if the new system of magic can stand the test of time, do you know what kind of person he will become? If he wants to destroy the Mellon consortium it will be as simple as killing a mosquito. All the nobles and civilians will target us and cut off all trade. Do you understand? "
Sarah's face paled. She realized that things were more complicated than she had imagined. Her heart was full of remorse and remorse. She was looking forward to seeing the youth's desperate and helpless appearance. But now it seemed like her expectation was ironic and a joke.
"Father." Mark said: "It's useless to blame Sarah. The little devil has just become a master so his status is not stable. He doesn't have the time to establish contacts. We can only go down the dark road. Isn't he going to the front line? We can send people to kill him in the chaos of the war. As long as he dies he will lose all glory and halo."
George looked at him and snorted: "That's the only thing we can do now. But we can only succeed. Failure is not allowed. Otherwise, the losses of our Mellon consortium will be immeasurable. Don't forget that there are five tigers staring at us."
"I will. I will contact the military and let the 'shadow' sneak into his guards and kill him when he is unprepared. He is just an intermediate hunter. Although he has a rare magic mark but his combat power is average. Moreover, he is a hunter. With the ability of the 'shadow', killing him will be as easy as cutting vegetables." Mark said.
George nodded slightly and glanced at Sarah: "During this time you go back and reflect on your mistakes. Stop all the work in your hands and wait until you reflect on your mistakes."
Sarah Mel clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "I know grandpa, I'm sorry."
"Go." George said in a cold voice.
Sarah Mel felt pain in her heart as she turned and left the room.
George turned his head and looked at Mark after she left: "I heard that old Old Fulin has come to negotiate? Well, he wants us to compensate him with one million gold coins? He also wants to cede a passage to the giant wall? He wants to take our money and then destroy us. That old fox has become more and more cunning since he left our consortium. I didn't think that he would be so cunning before! "
Mark slowly said: "Father, how about we negotiate with them? Even if we give them one million gold coins they won't pose any threat to us. But if we agree with them then they will think that we really believe in their words. It will be helpful for our assassination operation. Once the kid is dead then we will make the old fox spit out the things!"
George nodded: "Yes, but we have to act real."
"Alright."
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Dean called Neuss after Old Fulin and others left. He told him to decline any visit.
Just as he had expected, in the afternoon of the same day, various consortiums came to visit him. There were also some rich people who had somehow gotten the news, as well as knight families, who had come to congratulate him.
Dean saw an endless stream of visitors from the window on the second floor. There was a trace of emotion in his eyes. He closed the curtains and continued to study.
The next day.
Dean looked at the morning newspaper. As he expected, he had become a master. He had produced a legendary item for the military. Most of the pages were covered by the newspaper. Even the military newspaper had reported that he had donated the legendary item 'steam rifle' to the military. The details of last night's battle at the golden wall were reported below.
However, the military newspaper didn't clarify the previous confession of the barbarians. It was obvious that it was too fake to publish such a report at this moment.
Dean was very satisfied. The military was very smart.
In addition to the military, the Temple's special report was even more exaggerated. Almost all the reports were about Dean. It included becoming a master, donating an invention, analysis of steam kinetic energy and so on. The masters were invited to explain the advantages and disadvantages of the new kinetic energy and so on. There was only one report that mentioned about the war at the golden wall.
Dean smiled. He estimated that the entire Temple of Elements was in an uproar at this moment. After the appearance of the newspaper, there should be a lot of people in the Temple who were involved in the research of gas element. However, most of them had reached a bottleneck in the original system and were trying to find a new breakthrough. They weren't valuable talents.
Dean looked at the reports of other consortiums. Perhaps it was because he had sent people to greet them yesterday. All the consortiums had vigorously and actively reported about him. Even the Mellon consortium had spared no effort to publicize his affairs. There was not the slightest bit of nitpicking or bad hints.
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