Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 230 Perhaps we were brothers in our past lives.
After convincing Ye Sheng that he was crippled, Lu Mingfei told everyone to wash up and go to bed, but while everyone else left, Chu Zihang remained behind.

No one else was surprised by this.

After all, from the very beginning, Lu Mingfei had been pursuing Chu Zihang with the same tenacity as Naruto pursuing Sasge.

Now that the two have finally reunited, they still haven't had any time to spend alone together, so everyone is tacitly creating opportunities for them.

After everyone left, only two teenagers, around seventeen or eighteen years old, remained in the dean's office.

Lu Mingfei didn't rush to reminisce. He first took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, then took out two stemmed glasses, rinsed them with hot water as usual, and then poured two-thirds of the dark red wine into them before handing them to Chu Zihang.

To speak frankly, how can one do without alcohol?

"It's the middle of the night, and there's nowhere to find snacks to go with the drinks. Let's just make do with this for now. Tomorrow I'll cook for you myself and let you taste my cooking."

Lu Mingfei raised his glass and clinked it with Chu Zihang's.

This is Japan, not Gensokyo. You don't cook hot pot with the entrails that fall out during fights, and Deadpool's flesh is poisonous.

Chu Zihang had many questions in his mind, so he only took a small sip, while Lu Mingfei drank half a cup in one gulp, just to moisten his throat.

"What's wrong? The wine isn't to your liking?" Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance.

Neither of them are heavy drinkers and they rarely drink except on special occasions. Even on their wedding day, they would mix water into their baijiu and Sprite into their red wine.

"Drinking alcohol is not advisable during the mission."

"Hehe, Kassel College also implements military-style management, huh?" Lu Mingfei chuckled, without going into further details.

After a brief silence, he sighed and said, "If only Aunt Xiaoyan were like you. Drinking and staying up late can easily ruin a person's energy and figure. Although she is naturally beautiful, she is not of mixed race after all."

"Hmm." Chu Zihang nodded, then shook his head: "I can't persuade him."

"Your stepfather treated her badly?" Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Very good. I make time to spend with her during holidays and take her on trips abroad during winter and summer vacations." Chu Zihang's voice was indifferent, making no mention of himself.

"He's just very busy and often works overtime at the company, so he can only go home on weekends."

He never interfered with his mother's behavior or wishes; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.

“I see.” Lu Mingfei nodded, then asked without warning:

"Where is Uncle Chu?"

"he died."

Chu Zihang's voice was calm, and his expression remained unchanged, as if he had already accepted this painful fact.

The wine in the glass rippled slightly, creating concentric circles of waves.

"Is it related to the mark on your back?"

"Ah."

"Who is it?" Lu Mingfei's eyes turned cold.

“Odin.” Chu Zihang looked up at him and said, word by word, “Odin, the chief god of Norse mythology.”

"The night 'Dandelion' made landfall?" A scene flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind—

Without an umbrella or anyone to pick you up, "yourself" stands under the eaves of the school and fawns over a pretty girl who plays the piano, asking for a ride, only to be ruthlessly rejected. In the end, "yourself" can only rush into the rain with his schoolbag over his head, fantasizing that he has the superpower to avoid water.

In one corner of the scene, a handsome yet melancholic boy can be vaguely seen gazing in this direction, his eyes deep and his expression hesitant.

Lu Mingfei guessed that his seemingly cold but kind-hearted brother might have wanted to give him a ride because he was in such a sorry state, but before he could even say the words, the man had already run away.

Seeing the look of reminiscence on Lu Mingfei's face, Chu Zihang knew he must have guessed something, and nodded:

"You know my dad?"

"I know him, and he took a lot of care of me." Lu Mingfei nodded frankly. Anyway, Chu Tianjiao was nowhere to be found, and Chu Zihang had no way to verify it.

Looking at his open and honest eyes, Chu Zihang did not suspect anything. After all, it was normal for his unreliable father to play with children, as he was always frivolous.

I really wanted to ask Lu Mingfei how he got along with his unreliable father, but in the end I didn't say it and just nodded silently.

"Is Uncle Chu also from Kassel College?"

"It should be, although he told me that if I were to study abroad, I should never apply to Kassel College, and that it was full of crazy people."

You treat me with sincerity, and I will repay you with my heart.

Lu Mingfei hadn't hidden anything from him about what happened tonight, showing him complete trust, so naturally he wouldn't keep anything from him either.

In particular, the other party had a close relationship with his deceased father.

"Could you tell me more about your encounter with Odin?" Lu Mingfei picked up the red wine and poured it again, waiting for Chu Zihang's response.

After a brief silence, the latter recounted the events of that stormy night.

The narrative is straightforward, yet one can still sense the anger and resentment in the words.

As Lu Mingfei listened to the Deadpool chasing on the overpass and the eight-legged horse blocking his way, he frowned almost imperceptibly: "This method seems familiar." "In France, Susie and the French branch's specialists were trapped in a small town by the Deadpools. You were the ones who rescued them," Chu Zihang explained, also informing him of the runes he had found on the bronze wolf mask.

“Odin’s Wolf, huh?” Lu Mingfei pondered carefully, feeling that something was amiss. It seemed that a mastermind was connecting everything, but he hadn’t gathered enough information for the time being.

But one thing is certain: that guy who pretended to be Odin has already joined Herzog at the top of Lu Mingfei's kill list.

"So you joined Kassel College just to avenge Uncle Chu?"

"Ah."

"What about Aunt Xiaoyan?" Lu Mingfei looked at him. "Have you ever thought about how heartbroken she would be if you died on the road to revenge?"
The secret technique you used to forcibly purify your bloodline will cause irreversible damage to your body if used too often. Didn't you consider the future?!

"I've written my will." Chu Zihang lowered his gaze, looking at the wine in his glass, its reflection in the ceiling light both alluring and dazzling.
"She's still young, she can have another one."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei gave Chu Zihang a deep look, knowing that this guy would never joke around.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the raging anger in his heart, he said calmly, "Use that method less often. Dragon Quest is a team game. If one person can't win, you can recruit partners."

"If you want revenge on Odin, call me along. I can save the final blow for you."

Chu Zihang looked up at him: "Why?"

"Who knows?" Lu Mingfei raised his glass and clinked it against his.

"Perhaps we were brothers in our past lives."

Feeling the almost unconditional sincerity in his words, even if Chu Zihang's heart was as hard as iron, it was time to warm it up.

He nodded, drank half of the drink in his glass, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips: "Thank you."

"Between brothers, there's no need for thanks." Lu Mingfei waved his hand and poured another glass of wine.

"I checked the information, and it turns out that many people, except for you, have forgotten about Uncle Chu."

But there are two more people, and it seems like you've been forgotten as well.

"Who?" Chu Zihang frowned. He still remembered his teammates from the school basketball team and the city basketball team, and even the few guys from elementary school who mocked him as a poor wretch because his parents were divorced.

How could someone who was specifically pointed out by Lu Mingfei possibly forget it?

Lu Mingfei looked at him and said two names: "Xia Tian, ​​Xia Mi, do you remember them?"

欻——

As if an electric current had shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, Chu Zihang couldn't help but shiver. It felt as if something in his mind was about to burst forth, but after the shiver subsided, that thing was buried again and never saw the light of day again.

The feeling was like Newton turning in his grave, only to be forcibly pushed back down by a group of people.

However, during the brief moment when the soil on the grave was loosened, some images still flashed by.

In those images, he went to the movies with a girl in a short skirt and a high ponytail, made a girl laugh at the aquarium, and was engrossed in organizing documents in an old house, with a girl in a black bodysuit dancing behind him...

He still remembered these things: one was the cheerleader who danced in high heels during a basketball game against another school, and the other was the head of the Shilan Middle School dance troupe. That was their only interaction, and he never contacted them again after that...

But who was the last girl dancing behind him, trying to get his attention?

Why doesn't he have any impression at all?

Suddenly, he remembered the girl he had thought of during his second bout of bloodlust, in order to prevent himself from losing his reason.

Could it be her?
Chu Zihang frowned, trying hard to recall everything about that girl.

However, memories seemed determined to work against him. The more he tried to dig up that past, the deeper it hid itself, until he unknowingly finished the glass of red wine without ever finding a clue.

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei understood, leaned over to fill his glass, and said leisurely:
"It seems that not only me, but your brain has also been tampered with."

"So, are you willing to go for a checkup now?"

No matter how strict Kassel College's checks are, they wouldn't be so thorough as to infringe on students' privacy, especially when it comes to such an important part as the brain.

Chu Zihang pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Hehe, let's not drink any more alcohol, lest it interfere with the test results later." Lu Mingfei stopped the drink he was about to bring to his lips, stood up, and tilted his head towards the door:

"Shall we go then?"

Chu Zihang stood up and walked alongside him.

"Kassel College is unreliable. Trust me and come with me. I won't hurt you."

On the way, Lu Mingfei said quietly, "At least, if we really have to die, I will die before you, instead of just watching you go to your death."

Chu Zihang remained silent.

Then Lu Mingfei continued, "In terms of bloodline alone, Fingel is actually stronger than both you and Caesar, but why does he always perform so poorly? Is it because he doesn't like to stand out?"

“The Snake Clan is a man-eating swamp, and Kassel College is no less so. I don’t want to see you go through fire and water for the sake of foreigners’ ambitions, getting injured or even losing your life.”

(End of this chapter)