In Front Of The Entire School, Teachers And Students, I Revealed My Extraordinary Identity

"Paladin Chief Ogrev is it!" everyone

turned their eyes and

saw that

under the escort of several armed bodyguards wearing black bulletproof vests, a middle-aged and old white man with a fat head came to Ogreev's eyes.

Ogliv asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"You're—

" "My name is Harold, and I'm the head of Cargill's local district.

As soon as the middle-aged white man named Harold met, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the crowd at the grain depot, and said with a proud attitude.

"Private property is sacrosanct, and these damned pariahs dare to collude with vampires to steal our company's food.

"It is really the most unforgivable, not only must the food be returned, but all must be severely punished, and we must work for our company for a year without compensation, and not a single one can be spared." "

Young Paladin, I hope you can dissuade your men from obstructing our law enforcement, otherwise..."

Harold's voice fell, and

before Ogrev could reply,

Elmat behind him couldn't help but shout angrily.

"You bastard!" What is your company's grain? This is obviously food grown on our national soil, why can't we let our people eat it?" "You bastard!" "What is your country's

land?"

Harold replied with a cold face.

"The land is bought and rented by our company from the government of your country by legal means, and the grain grown is of course the wealth of our company, so why should we give it to you poor people who have no money to eat?"

"It's useless to say whatever you want, anyway, the land and grain belong to our company, which is in accordance with the legal contract."

"According to what you say, so many people in our country deserve to starve to death?"

"What does it matter to our company whether they starve to death or not?" "

You............"

The eyes of the paladins erupted with fire.

"That's enough!"

"Don't interject. "

Let me reason with him.

Ogrev glared back at the paladins.

Then, he took a deep breath and tried to speak to Harold in a calm state of mind.

"These poor people are just poor people who are being used by the Blood. "

What if... It's not that you really don't have anything to eat, and if you don't really face the danger of starving. They will never be bewitched by the blood clan and instigated to come and grab food.

"Your company is one of the four largest grain merchants in the world, and you have countless grains in your hands. This mere tens of thousands of tons of grain should be a drop in the bucket for your company.

"Can it be regarded as charity, and give them this food to save their lives, so that they can... "

No!!,"

Harold interrupted Ogliv with a rough shout.

What are you kidding

? Give food to these poor people to eat

? Are you really charitable as capital?

The bigwigs at the top of the company would rather rot the grain in the ground than give it to the poor for free.

"No matter how much food our company has, but it is not blowing in the wind, how can we just give it to these untouchables and poor ghosts?

"Both our company and Amelika have a mission in China, and these grains are to be used to produce bioethanol. Bioethanol

can be used alone or blended with gasoline to make ethanol gasoline as a renewable, sustainable automotive fuel.

Especially now that oil prices are tight around the world, the Amerika government is constantly asking companies to expand the production of bioethanol in an attempt to curb rising oil prices.

But...

The raw material for the production of bioethanol requires the consumption of large quantities of food.

If you can use this food to feed people.

That...... There would not be so many hungry people in the countries of Latin America, and there would not be the tragedy of starving people to death.

Sure enough, in the eyes of these transnational capitals, Latin Americans cannot be regarded as human beings.

Gradually,

Ogliv gave up his illusions.

"Harold, do you have to get this food back?"

"Yes.

Harold said toughly.

To be honest, he didn't want to fight with Ogreve, the paladin, but he couldn't help it.

If these tens of thousands of tons of grain are snatched away by the poor, he, as the general manager, will definitely be brought back to the domestic company for criticism, not only will he have no future, but he will probably go to prison.

Also, the

other party is a paladin, not a bandit.

I should be able to reason with him, and I won't use violence, right?

A sword of holy light was pressed against his fat neck.

“...... What do you want to do?"

Harold's face suddenly turned pale, and his nervous legs were softening.

The sudden change, the bodyguards around him, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to stop it.

After all, Ogrev is a paladin, a transcendent.

Even if they do it, what can they do?

It's just a headshot.

"What I wanted was simple.

Ogrev said with a cold gaze and an unquestionable tone.

"You can't snatch a grain of grain here, and you are not allowed to rob it, get out of here with your people! I'm going to send you to God right now. "

Paladin Chief!"

Harold said cautiously with two small eyes full of horror.

"Don't do that, calm down, do you know what you're doing?

"I know, I'm robbing. "

Ogliv seems to have an iron heart.

"No matter what punishment I will be punished in the future, I will take care of today's affairs. Even if I lose my position as a paladin because of this, I will take care of it.

"It's a big deal that I'm staying in Latin America to fight guerrillas and attack your grain depots everywhere, what can your company do to me?"

Paladins guerrillas! How could an army of mortals be able to encircle and suppress it?

If Ogrev was allowed to mess around here, maybe the entire Latin American country would be swept away by the red wave, and it would be a nightmare for Amika, an old empire lying on top of the Latin Americans, sucking blood.

Things are no longer something that he, the head of the region, can handle.

"Good

!" "Oglif, you've won!"

Harold confessed.

"I'll tell you what happened today.

"Whatever you want.

Ogliv also took the Holy Light Saber, and his face was fearless.

"Go complain, whatever you want to complain about me. "

I... I never regret what I did today. The

last sentence,

he almost shouted.

Immediately, the crowd behind him suddenly became in an uproar.

"Thank you, thank you for standing up for us. "

Long live the Paladin!!"

"..."These poor people, men, women, and children, spontaneously knelt down for Ogrev at this moment.

With tears in their eyes, they

prayed to God from the bottom of their hearts for the paladin's blessings.

For many years, the bureaucratic compradors treated them like weeds on the mountain, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Looking at these people who are as humble as ants, but know how to be kind and grateful, Ogliv feels that what he has done is not wrong.

His heart is full of courage and he wants to do more and more in the future ...