The banquet hall was gradually agitated because of Cyril's words. The guilt just rose in their hearts was like the dust blown away by the wind, and their faces showed a proud smile again.
Yes, why do they give money to those humble and bad guys? Those are just moths in the city of chaos.
Although Luna packaged those guys with a sad and moving story, what does it have to do with the life and death of the homeless children who curse them all the time, or even make up their mind?
Cyril listened to the words and eyes of approval, and the smile on her face became more and more proud.
Class is insurmountable. In the city of chaos, these businessmen in the banquet hall are the highest class.
They're standing here, and their children are getting the best education in chaos school.
After graduation, some of them will become glorious knights and magicians, and more of them will inherit their family property and continue to maintain their noble status, as well as the superior class.
Cyril is the representative of this class. From the beginning of being sensible, he knew that he was destined to be totally different from ordinary people in his life, which was an insurmountable limit.
And why do those humble and despicable vagrant children study in the same school as the noble's son, and get the chance to leave that class?
If they have become knights and magicians, who will continue to work for them, and how to highlight their noble status in the luxurious carriage.
Although those guys squatting in the streets and alleys in rags look unpleasant, but that pair of envious eyes, is not the easiest way for them to get a sense of pleasure.
Cyril knew what the merchants were thinking, because he thought the same.
Therefore, he knew that he had said the right words on the right occasion, successfully focused the attention of the whole audience on himself, and pulled back a city on Gloria.
This is the voice of these businessmen.
"If businessmen only want to make money and not give back to the chaotic city, what's the use of supporting them?" Michael stood up, holding the railing of the VIP table, his face expressionless.
Jeffrey's lips moved, but he didn't speak. His eyes were cold as they looked at Cyril.
"With this guy's brain, how did he become the heir of the Molton family? In contrast, Miss Gloria seems to be more intelligent and may become a good opponent in the future Hill looks at Cyril with a smile and shakes his head sarcastically. His eyes fall on Gloria in her blue dress. Her eyes become sharp, like a cheetah who has found her prey.
Luna looked at Cyril, at the faces with mocking smiles, and a chill suddenly rose in her heart.
She had expected many endings, but when these seemingly polite businessmen took off their disguises, she still shuddered and didn't even know how to deal with them.
"Bad guy! You're bullshit! They're not scum! They are all my little friends! They're all smart! "
Amy stood in front of Luna with open hands and looked at Cyril seriously. There were two small flames and ice flames in her hands.
"Oh, little friend?" Cyril looked at Amy, who was as disgusting as his father, and said with a sneer, "so, have you ever been on the street? Have you ever received charity from others? That's why you'll be an ungracious villain and show off with a fireball? Is your father a cook who can only cook? "
Some guests laughed. Although McGonagall showed great potential and possible background, there is still a big gap compared with Cyril. It is not difficult to choose between them.
"Are you laughing at my lord father?" Amy looked up and asked seriously.
"Are you kidding? Maybe. " Cyril shrugged, and the smile on her face became more exaggerated.
"Then... You can die." Amy raised her hand. The red flame and the blue ice flame in her palm suddenly rose. The hot temperature and extreme cold came at the same time. The guests around subconsciously retreated.
"Protect master Cyril!" The guard in charge of the dinner party was surprised and rushed in this direction.
Cyril was also startled, subconsciously stepped back two steps, looked at the jumping flame and ice flame, calmed down again, sneered: "I'm standing here, you hit me!"
As soon as his voice fell, a lotus flower, which was made of ice flame and flame, flew towards him and appeared in front of him in a flash.
Cyril's pupil dilated, it was a bright lotus, like a craftsman's carving, but the terror energy contained in it made him feel desperate.
The party guard was not far away, but the knights could not stand in front of him before the lotus fell on him.
Camilla, who has the strength to rescue him, is standing by with a black cat in her arms. Michael, the city master, holds the railing with both hands, and doesn't mean to do it.
The faces of the guests were shocked and flustered, leaving a large space behind Cyril. No one could believe that such a scene would appear at the mid year party of Aden chamber of Commerce.
If Cyril died, how would it end today?
This idea flashed through countless people's minds at the same time, an unimaginable result.
At this time, a foot print in polished black shoes was on Cyril's buttocks. Cyril, who stayed in the same place, flew out like a shell, rubbing his face on the smooth floor for a few meters, and then stopped.
Ice fire lotus's speed dropped a few points suddenly, and then exploded behind Cyril's side.
The gorgeous red and green robe turned into fragments all over the sky, revealing a gray black buttock, and a cry of shame.
"Master Cyril, some requests can't be mentioned to children. My Amy is so good. If you ask her to beat you, she won't refuse. You will teach bad children." McGonagall took back his side kick and reached out to Amy to block the hot eyes. Looking at Cyril, who wrapped the tablecloth tightly on his guard, he shook his head and said, "besides, a person's upbringing is not determined by class and wealth. It's like a lot of rubbish. You can judge a group of people by scum, but you jump because of a bad word from a child, The upbringing is amazing. "
"I will donate one tenth of the income of the ice cream shop to miss Luna's foundation. What she does is the real education." McGonagall's eyes swept across the room and said calmly.
"I will also donate one tenth of the income of Dailan clothing store to teacher Luna's foundation as a special fund for children's clothes." Just then Gloria stepped forward, looked at MEG and said aloud.