Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 387 True Ability

Break time.

In the temporary tea break room provided by Faos Academy for students, only Nono was there at the moment.

Everyone else was getting ready for their own situation. There was no one around at this moment. Nono was sitting on the sofa with a cup of hot cocoa in his hand and a face full of questions.

"Kill the Dragon King? Me?"

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't point fingers at her other self's consciousness, Nuonuo would have wanted to grab Mo Tong's face hard to see if she really had such a thick skin that could block a nuclear bomb.

Having witnessed Constantine's eternal power that could destroy everything, and seen the majestic body of Jörmungandr in this world that almost crushed the planet... Nono could understand what kind of terrifying power the existence called "King" possessed.

With her tiny arms and legs... at most, she could only fight a dozen or so normal adult men. How could she fight a monster like that? Let alone kill it?
Do not make jokes!
I can't even imagine doing something like that! No, I can't even imagine it!

Hearing the questioning of his other self, Mo Tong snorted coldly: "Humph... Of course, you and I don't have that kind of power now."

"If you want to get involved in the upcoming battle without knowing your own limitations, you might as well hand your body over to me."

She is certainly not a fool who only knows how to talk big... She is just more sharp, more cunning, and more active than Nono.

Now that he cannot fully control his body, Mo Tong will only use another reason that he himself cannot refuse to "convince" Nuonuo.

"The White King's fingertips."

A hint of awe unconsciously lingered in his tone, and Mo Tong's voice was low: "That is the [White Ritual], a fragment of the divine body of this great being who reigns supreme over all dragons, even surpassing the four great kings, and only second to the Black King!"

"It possesses a scale of the White King's [Oracle] authority. Even the lowliest dragon beast, after fusing with it, will possess power surpassing that of the next generation! It is the very 'foundation of power' we lack most!"

"You've had enough of watching others forge ahead while you yourself feel powerless!"

"Once we obtain the White King's fingertips, we will have the power to truly gain a foothold in this world and change everything!"

As a negative self born from the dark side of Chen Motong, she can see her current situation more clearly than the "subject" Nuonuo.

--strength!!

Only absolute power can allow them to control their own destiny!

Her voice suddenly became agitated, nearly hoarse. "I've had enough of your inferiority and weakness! Are you willing to continue living this precarious life, where you could be wiped out at any moment by the powerless will of a powerful individual?!"

"Surviving in this world solely on the grace of others... How long will you endure such a life?"

Mo Tong's words were like a sharp knife that easily cut open Nuo Nuo's heart and pointed out the fear hidden deep within her.

"Even so..."

The rebuttal could not continue. Nuonuo... She had to use a mask to hide her true self because she knew how weak she was.

To escape the fear of one's own incompetence.

"You have questioned those people of Faos in person before."

Mo Tong continued, "You feel they have already separated themselves from human society and are gradually becoming less human. You are also afraid that Caesar is becoming more like one of them."

"You're totally wrong!" she shouted.

"It's not that they've broken away from human society, but that humans can't keep up with them!"

"They are geniuses! They are strong! They are 'adults' who can stand on their own in the world! And you are just a 'child' who hasn't escaped the cradle yet!"

"The only thing that truly determines whether a child has become an adult is—"

"That's whether he can achieve 'independence'!"

Whether one can escape from the cradle and survive independently, whether one can bear the consequences of the choices made... this is the decisive factor that determines whether one is an adult or a child.

"Can you live independently after leaving the Chen family?" Mo Tong offered a ruthless answer. "With your abilities, surviving within the Kassel Academy system shouldn't be difficult, and you might even be able to live well... But your willful and unbridled days will be gone forever."

In Mo Tong's opinion, this is exactly the most ridiculous thing about "her".

As a powerful mixed-race family, the Chen clan, no matter how much they looked down on her, never skimped on her food, clothing, or other necessities. She wouldn't be like Lu Mingfei, who, despite inheriting a considerable amount from his parents, lived a life of constant misery reminiscent of Harry Potter.

"She" also freely used the money given by the family for food, clothing, housing and transportation... "she" never refused.

Mo Tong sneered, "It's natural for a king to take whatever his subjects have at will, but you're just accepting charity from your family while baring your teeth at your master."

"you!"

Nono couldn't help blushing at her other self's sharp remarks.

The girl's blush was more than anything else. She could ignore the rumors from others, but she could not turn a deaf ear to Mo Tong's sarcastic words.

She could almost imagine what kind of sarcastic smile was on Mo Tong's face, which looked very different from hers.

"...Maybe you are right." Nuonuo didn't continue to escape after all.

The red-haired woman on the sofa lowered her head deeply, clenched her fists and placed them on her forehead, letting out a deep sigh from her throat.

"I will change."

She whispered to herself, "After all... everything is different now."

"Haha...you stupid, shameless stone." Although still laughing, Mo Tong's voice was rarely less sarcastic: "Then I'll wait and see."

"Stop talking nonsense. What secret weapon do you have? Why don't you take it out quickly?" Nono curled his lips. "You should be familiar with the information that Faos gave us. With the power of the Water King, ordinary people are not qualified to get close to Him."

The Camarilla hybrids who believe in mysticism may be difficult to understand.

The secrets in Faos that Bu Shun had uncovered through numerous means...were actually mostly disclosed to the students.

——He really didn't feel the need to hide this kind of thing.

What's more, it is the obligation of a competent teacher to inform students of the specific details of the mission before the action begins.

Nuonuo knew that most of the others were making targeted preparations. Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and the others were simply not human. They were terrible enemies that ordinary people feared like tigers, and they all looked eager to try... So she was the only one, a Muggle with no abilities, sitting here killing time with nothing to do.

Mo Tong suddenly sneered and said, "Then let me tell you some 'good' news."

"Actually—it's not that we don't have the ability to speak."

"!"

A look of astonishment flashed across Nuonuo's eyes. "Then why have I never felt it before... According to the professors at Kassel College, shouldn't the power of words be something like breathing instinct?"

Furthermore, when hybrids use their spiritual powers, dragon-like characteristics will inevitably appear on their bodies due to the boiling of dragon blood in their bodies - the most common and basic manifestation of which is the "golden eyes".

Ever since he could remember...Nono had never found himself in such a situation.

This even made her doubt whether she was a real half-blood.

"Guderian and those old men's guesses are actually correct. It's not that we don't have word spirits, but that word spirits are too special and cannot be defined by conventional circumstances." Mo Tong said.

For some reason, just like the family of the deceased facing the body uncovered under the white cloth, Nono felt a vague chill from the words of his other self.

It seemed that within these extremely simple words, there was a certain truth that frightened her...

"——【Word Spirit·Heavenly Summoning】"

Mo Tong's voice suddenly overflowed with venom: "You must have forgotten... It was with this that you took away your dead mother's soul, which gave you the strange ability we now call 'Profiling'~~"

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　I've suffered a very heavy blow during this period, but I'll still try my best to update the next chapter.

　　(End of this chapter)