Civilization Guardian Front

Regardless of personal strength, leadership charisma, or resourcefulness, there are no convincing qualities.

Petra, who left the hall just now, is the most unconvinced one of them.

Claiming to be the reincarnation of Cleopatra VII, her own strength is only inferior to the "Professor", so she should be the strongest witch who is most qualified to succeed the throne of Yiyou's leader.

I thought the "professor" had no intention of changing his mind because of this...

But today, he personally handed over part of the leader's power to NO? 2, who hadn't shown up for many years.It's like preparing to take over and train your own successor.

(Fortunately, Petra is gone. If she stays, she will probably be so angry that she will do it again now, and even implicate others?)

This idea could not help but emerge in the hearts of Yiyou's students present.

The man in the suit holding the pipe ignored everyone's surprised and probing eyes, and smoked leisurely.

"Professor, I have a question about "Earl"..."

The calm and rational girl's voice, just listening to it with your ears, is like being washed by a cold spring in winter, which shocks people's spirits.

Everyone, including Chios, naturally turned their attention to the speaker.

The girl was wearing lightweight knight armor, with clear sapphire-colored eyes, and her beautiful long hair like silver ice was coiled behind her head, leaving a short ponytail that was convenient for fighting.

Among Yiyou's students, she was among the best in terms of the strange attire, but she didn't participate in the probing attack on Chios.

"You can ask the "Count" himself, Miss Dalk..."

Sherlock smiled, and gestured to the young man beside him with the handle of the silver goat's head on his cane, indicating that the matter had nothing to do with him.

"Since it is a personal issue, of course it is best for the person concerned to respond in person."

"Yes..." The silver-haired girl nodded, then turned to face Chios.

"'Earl', are you a direct descendant of William Marshall, the current Earl of Pembroke in England? "

"Yes, I believe my surname speaks volumes about my parentage."

Chios, who had no intention of concealing his identity, affirmed the other party's question, looked directly at the girl in front of him with his narrow and deep eyes, and asked:

"I don't know your name yet, can you tell me, lady as clear and beautiful as ice sapphire?"

"Oh!?" The expression that had remained calm until now collapsed instantly under the praiseful question of the young man.

"Beautiful, beautiful young lady...something..."

Her cheeks were slightly flushed with embarrassment, and she felt very uncomfortable with Chios' address.

"Cough cough..."

Tifa, who was still silent for the last moment and let her companion play on her own, clenched her small hand and coughed lightly at her mouth twice.

Looking at Chios' "fiancée", the silver-haired girl felt guilty for some reason, as if she had done something wrong.

"I...I am Joan of Arc, No.30 Joan of Arc? Darc, my interest is...wrong..."

Joan of Arc, who was about to say it as if she was introducing herself in middle school, put her bare hand on her forehead, took a deep breath, and regained her cold rationality.

Looking at the appearance of the armored girl with great interest, Chios found that this descendant of the French saint seemed cuter than expected.

But it's better not to say it right now, so as not to make the other party continue to lose their composure.

"Back to the topic..."Earl", as we all know, the Marshall family and the British royal family have a very deep relationship between monarchs and ministers. They have never betrayed chivalry for nearly 900 years, and their loyalty is unshakable..."

When Joan of Arc said this, the members of Yiyou around her nodded secretly in agreement, the private whispers disappeared, and their minds were all focused on the conversation between the two.

It seems that they are praising the Marshall family, but they are actually questioning Chios' motives for joining Yiyou.

"As the current heir, the Earl of Pembroke, why did you join Yiyou, who is regarded as the most dangerous criminal group by your country? How can we trust you?"

"Because I'm not the ancestor of all generations..." Facing Joan's slightly sharp question, Chios' eyes suddenly turned sharp, expressing a sense of displeasure just right.

"Because I'm not just an empty shell inheriting its blood and ideas, I only represent myself..."

"Isn't that true of all of you here?"

Chapter 220 Three? The Bewitching Voice

The blood of a great man who has made great achievements in history flows in his body, possessing talents and abilities far beyond ordinary people, but this blood is also a heavy burden.

The achievements achieved through hard work, in the context of their own brilliance, seem so natural.

If there is a slight mistake, it will be ridiculed by others and regarded as a failed fake.

Should I follow the path of my grandparents, abandon my own pursuit, and wholeheartedly pursue the almost insurmountable greatness of my ancestors, so that I can be proud of it?

This is almost every person of extraordinary birth, every day and night can't help but... a torture of the soul.

"Because I'm not just an empty shell inheriting its blood and ideas, I only represent myself..."

"Isn't that true of all of you here?"

Most of Yiyou's students, who were descendants of great men, began to resonate strongly in their hearts almost as soon as they heard Chios' words.

yes...

Why do you have to live your whole life as an imitation of your ancestors because you are born in a great family line?

Could it be that they didn't choose to devote themselves to Yiyou in order to pursue some ideals in their hearts, or even surpass the sad wish of their ancestors?

At this moment, even Joan who questioned Chios couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"Chios..." whispered the young man's name, Tifa took a step forward, and gently but firmly held the young man's hand.

Maybe it's because I have worked with Chios for a while, and I have improved my acting skills under my influence, or maybe it's because I got too deep into the drama...

The black-haired girl is like a gentle and considerate fiancee, expressing her support for the youth without reservation with her body temperature and words.

Only Sherlock Holmes smoking a pipe is left as usual...

As the founding ancestor of the family, it is a special case that has survived to this day.Relying on his superior knowledge and reasoning ability, he can naturally see the pressure on the descendants of these great men under his command, but it is impossible for him to feel the pain in person.

Since Chios couldn't fully understand Chios, although he could guess that the other party would seize every opportunity and deepen Yiyou's recognition of him, he couldn't accurately predict what the young man would say.

Even if I already knew that it was Chios' acting skills, I still couldn't help feeling the wave of emotions from the heart of the young people, accompanied by his words.

That was a more terrifying transmission efficiency than the most vicious virus, and it infected everyone present in just a split second.

What a horrific observation of human nature...

What a terrible emotional rendering...

Like a mirror reflecting the darkness deep in everyone's heart, questioning him is like blaming yourself, even denying yourself.

The alarm bell in his heart was ringing, constantly reminding Sherlock Holmes of the abnormality of the young man in front of him.

However, what the old detective believes is not "intuition", but "reasoning"...

Perhaps it is a peculiar young man like Chios who can change the relatively helpless future in his eyes and turn the gears of fate.

He therefore said nothing, but smoked his pipe in silence.

call...

Gray smoke spewed out from the mouth of the young-looking old man.

He wants to witness with his own eyes what changes this mysterious young man can bring to his world.

""...""

Yiyou's students fell into silence.

"Is there any difference between my core philosophy and yours?"

Asking the same question again to strengthen his tone, Chios took a step forward and came to the center between the fountain and the elevator.

"In my opinion, Yiyou is not only a place where I can improve myself... but a place where all outstanding companions who are unwilling to accept their innate destiny gather together to create a new future and prove the value of our existence."

Facing the many descendants of great men in front of him, the handsome young man opened his arms, showing a frank and defenseless attitude.

"Maybe in the domain of our ancestors, we can't compare even if we spend our entire lives, but the great achievements that only our descendants can achieve together must exist..."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, letting the words ferment in the hearts of the audience.

Tread...

Walking slowly to the silver-haired girl in armor, Chios reached out and lightly lifted Joan's delicate chin, stared at the other's ice blue eyes, and gave his own reply:

"This is the reason why I came to Yiyou, the reason why I seek everyone's approval, and this is my long-cherished wish to fulfill even if I violate the creed set by my ancestors!"

Not knowing whether she was overwhelmed by the young man's aura, or simply panicked and overwhelmed, Joan of Arc did not make a decent resistance, and let her sensitive chin fall into the opponent's control in a daze.

"Miss Dalk, is my answer satisfactory to you?"

The gentle and elegant voice was completely different from the slightly domineering behavior of Chios pinching the girl's chin at the moment.

The handsome face that is close at hand, the piercing eyes, the masculine breath that invades the nose...

It all made Jeanne flustered.

"yes..."

Looking away under the gaze of Chios, the silver-haired girl tried to turn her attention to other things, but was inevitably pulled back by the huge presence of the young man in front of her.

The aura of the previous question was completely overwhelmed by the other party.

"sorry."

Yiyou is originally a superman's academy, regardless of the moral value of the ancestors, the only thing that matters is personal will.

When a traitor appears, its own members will fight together, and when the students are difficult to solve, the "professor" who is the leader will punish him personally.

Why would she question the motivation of the members so much...

The silver-haired girl asked herself puzzled, but couldn't find the answer for a while.

Even when Chios let go of her chin, Joan didn't notice in time.

"It's an honor to meet all of you..."

While walking slowly back to the elevator, the young man who had become the focus of attention turned around and expressed his thoughts sincerely with a smile on his face:

I don't ask you to believe me from the beginning, but in the process of getting along in the future, I hope that we can gradually build a solid trust. "

Yiyou's students nodded reflexively.

Including Sarah and Oleander, who had attacked Chios, also restrained their hostility at this time.

dong dong...

Seeing that the situation was almost handled, Sherlock Holmes tapped the ground with his cane, attracting everyone's attention again.

"That's the end of the question-and-answer session, the "Earl" still has some private matters to return to the territory to deal with..."

Seeing that Chios had no intention of staying on the ship today, the leader of Yiyou took out his pocket watch and took a look at it, then asked Chios:

"I think, tomorrow at 20:00 should be enough to solve these trivial matters, right?"

Without thinking, the black-haired youth nodded in response.

"Very good..." Getting the answer he expected, Sherlock turned his head and announced to all members:

"Then we will meet in the lobby at 21:00, and then head to the Far East."

Chapter 220 Four? MI[-]

Chios and Tifa left the Vostok, drove Alfast Romeo 8C Competizione, and quickly returned to Pembroke.

In an ancient town with a population of just over [-], the night is exceptionally quiet. The curtains are drawn on the houses, most people go to bed early, and few pedestrians can be seen on the street.

In order not to disturb the residents here, Chios turned on the silent night mode to minimize the roar of the engine.

The crimson sports car drove like a ghost breaking into an empty city, crossed the stone bridge and drove into the gate of the castle, and finally stopped and turned off the engine in the atrium.

"Master Chios, Mademoiselle de Libery..."

Butler Arthur walked out from the main entrance of the palace villa to welcome the returning castle owner.

"Welcome back. I will immediately order someone to prepare a snack plate and Tesseron brandy. After 10 minutes, put them on the living room table on the first floor. You can enjoy them at any time before going to bed."

"I have troubled you all this time, Sir Arthur..." Chios nodded to the gray-haired old gentleman in front of him in satisfaction of the butler's thoughtful arrangement.

However, he has other priorities when he comes back this time, and the enjoyment can be postponed a little bit.

"I need to contact MI[-] for something, please take me to the chamber first."