You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 121

You call this the black man behind the scenes? 121 Fort St. Grant

It was already midnight in Graham City, but on the other side of the world, it was a sunny scene.

In the vast green field, there are rolling hills and a large number of soldiers dressed in neat black military uniforms holding long rifles, listening to the dense drum beats and horns, constantly emerging from all directions, and gathering towards a certain area.

Overlooking from the sky, the slowly spreading army was covered in darkness, as if multiple ant colonies smelled the scent of honey and hurried away.

From time to time, bursts of gunfire suddenly sounded, and the cannonballs and roars cut through the void incessantly.

Under the pressure of the army, the atmosphere in the green field was very tense.

But this did not affect a snow-white airship passing slowly in the sky, moving slowly and unmoved by everything below.

On the surface of the airbag of this airship, there is a circular inverted triangle symbol that constantly changes color under the sun, which is colorful and full of magic.

This is the hallmark of the top school in the wizarding world, Fort St. Grant.

"After Grey Felix left, the imperial army around here has become more and more rampant."

Inside the airship's bright and spacious pod.

A middle-aged gentleman in an emerald green ornate vest with a pocket watch embellished on his chest was standing in front of the clear glass window, leaning on a cane, quietly overlooking what was happening on the earth below.

"Cape Verde is a colony seized by the United Kingdom, but this group of imperial people broke in without any scruples. This is no different from provoking a war."

The middle-aged gentleman's nasal voice was a bit heavy when he spoke, and the tone was quite similar to that of the airship under his feet.

"If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't hold back these imperial people, how could coward Gray leave?"

There was someone next to the middle-aged man, with a disdainful tone.

"The family has something important to deal with, so I'm in a hurry to go back... Who would believe his nonsense?"

"The Felix family has indeed encountered something recently."

The middle-aged gentleman said and glanced at the man with a hook nose with a long ponytail and black hair who looked to be in his thirties.

"Grey's son is your nephew, I think you should know better than me."

"Kevin..."

The man with the ponytail smiled noncommittally, then seemed reluctant to talk about this topic, and said instead: "Guess, who are these imperial people chasing down below?"

"A group of remnants of the Sun God Church."

The middle-aged gentleman said this result without guessing at all, obviously he had already learned the information.

"Most of them should belong to the Knights Hospitaller, and a small number of them belong to the House of Choir. They have been preaching in Cape Verde all these years, and were recently discovered by the imperial people."

"How many people can there be?"

The man with the ponytail raised his eyebrows.

"The following few imperial armies together are in the tens of thousands, right? It takes such a big fanfare to clear a group of remnants?"

"The core members of the Sun God Church should be less than a hundred people."

The middle-aged gentleman pondered: "But there should be around 2,000 followers who follow them. This is the number that can form a fighting force, excluding the elderly and children."

"So, the imperial people are going to kill them all, and do their best to encircle and suppress any of them?"

"They have always done this." The middle-aged gentleman nodded in response.

The man with the ponytail frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he didn't say anything.

Then, staring at the dense "ants" on the ground below, he spat at the ground, and then left without looking back.

In place, the middle-aged gentleman in the emerald green vest glanced sideways at the back of his companion leaving, and said nothing.

After turning back, he overlooked what was happening on the ground below and fell into silence.

Teaching at Fort St. Grant is not just staying in school and teaching theory.

After the students reach a certain grade, the school will organize staff to take the students to some dangerous areas around the world for experience.

The people in this airship belong to one of the training teams—

They were originally in a dark forest somewhere to conduct natural observations and field survival tests.

As a result, they met a group of lunatics from the Primordial Truth Cult in the forest, and the two sides clashed.

Finally, for the safety of the students, they could only choose to leave by airship.

This is actually within the scope of the plan, because soon, it will be the time for new students to enroll.

At that time, the senior students who participated in the training in the airship will become auxiliary lecturers for the new students.

So you have to go back in advance to prepare.

However, although it did not exceed expectations, leaving voluntarily and being forced to leave are completely different things.

The previous companion was in a bad mood because of this.

Right now, halfway through the road, I saw the imperial army barbarously and unreasonably breaking into the colony of the United Kingdom, chasing and killing a group of old, weak, sick and disabled. Of course, they would not have a good temper.

It's a pity that although they are not used to the style of the imperial people, they can't do anything at all.

This is not for fear of offending the imperial people, but because, at this moment, there are a large number of imperial air forces "flying" around the airship...

Looking down, the middle-aged gentleman could see some small black spots looming in the airspace far away from the airship, like a hidden but deadly bee colony.

It's an experimental army called the Royal Air Battalion of the Imperial Engineers, based on the flying brooms that have grown in popularity in the wizarding world in the last two years.

It is highly mobile and ideal for some assassination raids.

They are not approaching the airship now and appear to be utterly innocuous.

However, if the people in the airship really dared to interfere with everything that happened below, then the ending of the airship crashing after being attacked is conceivable.

"Savage Imperials..."

There were no less than 2,000 fighters following the Church of the Sun God, and the number of family members of soldiers who followed behind this group was even more than 10,000.

The middle-aged gentleman could not help frowning at the thought that a large number of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled would be strangled to death by the army, including countless innocent children.

Because he was worried that the airship would be attacked, he did not dare to move.

But he began to think about how to negotiate with the empire through the school after this incident, so that these barbarians would not do such things in the future.

It's okay to kill some people.

But the death of too many people, especially the death of too many children, will affect the control of all wizards over the secular world.

On the other side, the man with a ponytail who left near the airship window had already walked into a relatively lively cabin.

After glancing at the young students gathered here in twos and threes, he turned to the corner, a petite figure with his head buried in the stack of books.

"Don't put your eyes so close to reading, Athena."

The ponytail man walked over and knocked on the table, and said helplessly: "If your myopia increases, I won't be able to explain it to my eldest brother when I go back."

"It doesn't affect anything."

Before the petite figure who was reading a book with her head down, a young brown-haired young man with combed back suddenly spoke up beside her.

"Graham's Lady Chelsea, who was notoriously short-sighted in the wizarding world in her youth, didn't make her a respected witch."

"Mrs. Chelsea's vision is different from normal people because of the influence of family blood, but it is not myopia."

The man with the ponytail glared at the young man as he spoke, "And our uncle and nephew are talking, why are you interrupting?"

"Cousin doesn't seem to care about her book, so it's not like you don't know."

The young man responded solemnly: "If I don't answer you, then you can only stand here alone and be embarrassed."

"It's better than hearing your voice."

The ponytail snorted.

"To be honest, I'm already observing a moment of silence for the new students you will be teaching next. It's really their misfortune to meet an auxiliary lecturer like you."

"So why didn't you stay with Vice President Rhodes?"

The brown-haired youth changed the subject without changing his face and said, "Did you hear something you don't like to hear again?"

"I just wanted to come over and tell my niece."

The man with the ponytail pointedly said: "If her future husband is too thick-skinned, arguing will be as uncomfortable as punching cotton. So it's best not to target this kind of mate. body."

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"Yes, thick-skinned is like this." The young man nodded in agreement.

The response was simply speechless.

The man with the ponytail opened his mouth and wanted to sneer a few more words.

But before he could speak, the petite figure who had been burying his head in reading before suddenly said a word.

"They are praying."

As she spoke, she looked up at the ponytail man, and slowly drew a wand from her waist in her hand.

"Who is praying?"

The ponytail man was startled at this, "Besides, what are you doing with your wand?"

"Danger is coming."

The petite figure replied.

Before he finished speaking, the expressions of the two men beside him changed.

But before they could do anything, there was a sudden strong squeeze in the air around them, like countless ropes, and they couldn't move at all that "wound" them all over!

The two of them were astonished.

Not only them, but the other students in the cabin, including the petite figures who issued the warning before, all seemed to be locked in an instant, keeping their positions and motionless.

The same is true outside.

After the invisible limit suddenly appeared, no matter the imperial air force flying around, or the huge army on the surface.

Even the white airship itself, which was slowly moving in the sky, all stopped on the spot abruptly!

Time seemed to stand still.

But not completely still.

The middle-aged gentleman in the green vest still standing in front of the airship window, kept leaning on a cane, unable to move.

But his eyes full of astonishment could see that in the high sky not far away, a large number of clouds were gathering like a stirring, and a vortex was vaguely formed as they slowly revolved around a certain core location.

And in the depths of this vortex, a dazzling golden light has been quietly born, and it is getting brighter and brighter! +Bookmark+

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