Vol 5 Chapter 228: Guilty

"What's the matter with mia... Hululu."
　　 A fat man wearing a pig face mask was holding a plate of pastries, and was eating vigorously. He suddenly heard Friedman's attack, and he was immediately unhappy: "Isn't it the latest for you?"
"A mistake is a mistake. After making a mistake, find various reasons to excuse yourself, and even push the mistake on others... This is a very naive behavior." A witch wearing a cat face mask said in a mocking tone: " For any organization, members who do not have the courage to take responsibility do not have any cultivation value."
　　 Friedman suddenly stagnated when he heard the words, but he couldn't help connecting the words of the witch with his own experience. It's just that he didn't feel Daigo's empowerment, but because the witch's words were too straightforward, he felt ashamed of being stripped and thrown under the public.
　　 Perceiving the ups and downs of Lucifer's breath, a wizard wearing a fox mask quickly interrupted: "The fallen angel just retorted it habitually, and didn't mean to offend..."
　　 The level of muddy harmony is so bad that Friedman couldn't help but take a close look at Mamen wearing a fox mask, trying to judge whether his words were picking things up or making a mistake.
　　 Mamen apparently immediately realized the impropriety in his words just now, he gave a dry cough, and emphasized: "Don't waste time on such small things...Time is precious. Let's talk about business."
　　 "For example, what to eat at noon today." The fat man wearing a pig face mask laughed, picked up a piece of matcha cake on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.
　　 Friedman glanced at Beelzeb in disgust.
　　Even if he knows that Beelzebub represents gluttony, and that the fat man’s black robe may be an anorexic dwarf, it does not mean that he allows someone to gluttonously eat at the conference table. This is the basic requirement of etiquette for a nobleman under the moon.
　　 From a certain point of view, his aversion to Beelzebub is very much in line with his identity as'Lucifer': arrogance.
　　 "You call me over today... do you plan to discuss this kind of issue?"
　　 Friedman retracted his disgusting gaze, dragged a heavy step, sat in his seat heavily, and asked in a hoarse voice.
　　'S words caused the other six people in the conference room to look at him.
　　 "In other words, didn't you summon us today?" Samael, wearing a wolf head mask, asked in a low voice in a suppressed tone.
　　 "Huh?" Friedman frowned under Lucifer's mask.
　　 Although he dislikes Samel's wolf head mask very much, he doesn't think Samel is a fool. Since Samael said that, and no one spoke out against it, it meant that the other six people had briefly discussed the issue before he entered the door.
　　 In other words, this rally was not released by any of the seven of them?
Thinking of this, Friedman's mood was a little depressed: "I do have some ideas, I want to talk about it here... but not today. If I convened a meeting, even if it was polite, I would be the first to be there. "
　　 Hearing his answer, the meeting room fell silent for a moment.
　　 It was not any one of the seven people who convened this meeting, which meant that the guy who everyone didn't like popped out.
　　 The candles hanging upside down on the ceiling slowly burned, and the candlelight downwards, outlining a beautiful spindle flame. A drop of wax oil that has not burned out slowly oozes out of the flame along the wick, and when it is about to drop down, it is pulled by an invisible force and re-inserted into the bottom of the wick. This caused the candlelight to jump slightly.
　　 At the moment the candle light was beating, a figure appeared silently in the center of the conference table, sitting cross-legged in front of the dry sky star.
This figure wears a smooth white mask with no eyes, nose or mouth. It looks like a big, clean duck egg, except that a small seven-pointed star is branded in a corner of the duck egg. The imprint looks extremely inconspicuous.
　　 "Oh, everyone... are here~~"
　　 The Faceless Man waved his hand around, and said in a self-confidently funny tone: "I'm sorry... I just came here to help a murloc baby return to the water. I wasted a little time."
　　 Friedman supported the chin of his bat mask, looked gloomily at the figure in the center of the conference table, and said hoarsely: "Get down..."
"This is not what a bat spirit should say," the faceless man'tsk tsk', put a finger on his mouth and shook his mouth, and smiled softly: "So, I convict you...you should shut up ."
　　 As soon as the words fell, Friedman felt an invisible appear to his mouth, sealing his mouth firmly.
　　 The little knight of the Cullen family showed an angry expression in his eyes, but after all he did not make any more moves. Because the guy wearing the duck egg mask does have the right to do so.
As a secretive student organization, although the Seven Deadly Sins have only seven official members, in addition to the seven, there is also a "criminal commissioner" who is responsible for overseeing the crimes. the behavior of.
　　What is the rule, Friedman is not very sure. In theory, in this secret society organized by the students, they can do anything, including trading human souls and trading fox slaves—though they have not done the above transactions.
He only knows that this guilty powerhouse has a lot of energy and can influence the policy making of the first university and the arrangements of the student union. He can also get many contraband strictly restricted by the Wizarding League from outside the school, and is more or less similar to many hunting teams in the New World. Less contact.
At the same time, the envoy of the Seven Deadly Sins has a veto power over any external actions of the Seven Deadly Sins, which means that no member of the Seven Deadly Sins can act externally in the name of the organization without the consent of the official. From a certain point of view, the'candidate' looks like the leader of the seven deadly sins.
God knows why the generation who founded the Seven Deadly Sins invited such a big Buddha outside the organization. The sealed Lucifer student thought indignantly. At the same time, a thought came into his heart, wondering if the guilty agent could help him get Augustus. s position.
　　 After seeing that there are no more noisy voices in the conference room, he raised his again:
　　 "To call you here today, there are two things."
　　 "The first one is closely related to everyone... The Murloc tribe has been in trouble for too long, and the conflict between Jiuyou and Alpha is getting more and more serious."
　　 "This is bad...very bad."
　　 "This is a school, where everyone comes to study. Magic is fun and fun... So, I think it's time to end this farce in school."
　　 "I know that everyone here, there are Alpha people, and there are nine people. And among the students on both sides, you must have some prestige and some ability."
　　 "I hope you will use these abilities to maintain school stability and unity...not the other way around."
　　 Listening to the figure's words, Friedman felt a sense of ridiculous and reality mixed for a while.
　　 A group of them who are codenamed by the devil and hide in the deepest part of the campus. They have always liked to sap the student union and school work committee. How can they become messengers for maintaining campus peace? l0ns3v3