Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 331 The Solomon Temple Meeting, Hunter Three Young Masters
"what's the situation?"

Upon returning to the hotel, Lu Mingfei immediately went to find Fingel.

This guy slept all day and didn't even bother to eat anything light. As soon as he woke up, he ordered fried chicken, fries, cola, and a big bowl of rice. When he saw Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang walk in, he licked his fingers and turned the computer screen next to him towards them.

"The situation is a bit complicated, you can see for yourselves."

The screen displayed the Hunter website interface, and Fingel's ID was a string of meaningless gibberish, most likely an alternate account.

Lu Mingfei took over the computer and started browsing the discussion posts, while Lao Tang joined in to offer some suggestions.

Hunter websites are a mixed bag, but neither hybrids nor ordinary hunters with some knowledge of the truth will openly discuss matters related to dragons, so what they see is only superficial.

The posts Fingel found were scattered about customs and strange tales from all over China, and adventure stories of dubious veracity, such as Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs becoming spirits, the monkeys on Mount Emei being extremely annoying, and Zhenjun Temples in various places manifesting their power...

Lu Mingfei thought it was nonsense. If the spirit were to appear, it would just strike you wicked creatures dead with a bolt of lightning. There was no way it would protect you.

However, these were all minor details and not worth mentioning. He continued browsing and soon found something in the replies.

These hunters were openly and secretly searching for some kind of bronze artifact, which was still buried.

The buried bronze artifacts immediately reminded Lu Mingfei of the bronze city buried beneath the Yangtze River.

Someone wants to muddy the waters! So they can fish in troubled waters!
Although he knew it was impossible, Lu Mingfei still opened the information box of Fingel's account with the thought of giving it a try. It was empty: "I thought you would take on some tasks after registering an account on the Hunter website."

As he spoke, he pushed the computer to Old Tang and told him to log into his account.

Fingel is addicted to playing the loser; even if a client on a hunter's website wants a bounty hunter, they wouldn't look at this lazy bum. They would definitely look for an experienced one.

Old Tang is a high-level hunter with some connections in the community. He can log in to see if anyone sends him a quest or an invitation to team up for adventures. If all else fails, he can ask a hunter he knows for some information.

"I can't even complete missions with logistical support from the executive department, let alone go and take on these unknown missions alone. I think my life is more important." Fingel chewed on a chicken leg. His "playing dumb to fool others" persona was ingrained in his bones, and even now that he had been exposed, he still maintained his useless persona.

"Besides these, is there any other noteworthy news?" Because it was a hunter website, Lu Mingfei subconsciously suspected that Odin was behind it, but he did not rule out other possibilities.

“Other news…” Fingel thought for a moment and said there was some news from Europe and America: “An organization called the Solomon Temple is also paying attention to news from China.”

"The Solomon Temple?" Lu Mingfei asked in surprise. "What is that? It sounds like it's related to the Knights Templar of Solomon."

The mere mention of the Knights Templar made him itchy to use his hidden blade to kill some tempura.

"No one can say for sure what the relationship is between the Solomon Temple and the Knights Templar, but when the Knights Templar were destroyed, the King of Scotland defied the Pope's orders and took in the remnants of the order. A few decades later, an organization called the Solomon Temple emerged." Fingel used fries to lay out a simple relationship diagram on the table.

"The Solomon Temple is a hybrid organization with unimaginable wealth. Everyone suspects that it is the capital that the Knights Templar have hidden away to make a comeback, and that the Temple is the Knights Templar reincarnated."

However, they rarely interacted with other mixed-race organizations. The only one with whom they had significant dealings was the Westminster Bank, founded by a prominent British mixed-race family, with whom they had engaged in fierce competition for many years.

Lu Mingfei listened, puzzled: "So what does this have to do with us?"
Let them fight like dogs all they want, do you think the Chinese are going to give them a bone to eat?

“That’s not how it works.” Fingel spat the chicken bone aside and looked at Lu Mingfei. “They’re just like the Knights Templar; all they think about is eating meat.”

Upon seeing this, Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow: "What, am I the piece of meat they've got their eyes on?"

Fingel nodded: "The Solomon Temple and the Secret Society have many similarities: both have a long history, enormous wealth, great power, and select outstanding mixed-race individuals from all over the world to join their organizations..."

But the biggest difference between them and the Secret Society is that the Secret Society absorbs superior hybrids to slay dragons, while the Temple of Solomon aims to produce powerful offspring.

"Pfft—" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but chuckle, but thinking about the guy in front of him and the other Kassel commissioners he knew, although they all had their flaws, they had indeed made contributions to the dragon-slaying cause.

Even Kai, who's known for his soy sauce, risked his life to dive into the deep sea.

The Secret Service operates this way: frontline soldiers only need to devote themselves wholeheartedly to the battlefield, obey orders, and fight bravely against the enemy, but those in the rear have many more things to consider.

“It’s alright, you can continue.” Lu Mingfei waved his hand, signaling Fingel to continue.

"Do you know why the Knights Templar were so invincible back then, and why they were destroyed?" Fingel asked, keeping everyone in suspense.

"Because of money?" Lu Mingfei didn't know much about the Knights Templar, but he roughly knew that they were like squid in the later stages, both of which could be grilled.

“Yes, that’s part of the reason.” Fingel blinked, leaned closer, and lowered his voice:
"The main reason is that they have colluded with the pure-blooded dragons."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei was immediately filled with respect, leaning back strategically to look at him: "Really?"

"really!"

"certainly?"

"Of course!"

"Tell me the details."

“I can’t go into details, they’re very secretive.” Fingel waved his hand. “According to the Secret Society’s records, when the Knights Templar were at their peak before their destruction, some people witnessed them riding dragons into battle, conquering cities and strongholds with unparalleled might.”

"They're so blatant, why aren't the Secret Service doing anything about it?" Lu Mingfei wondered.

“The Knights Templar were too powerful back then, we couldn’t beat them.” Fingel shrugged. “Besides, the Secret Society wasn’t as extreme as it is now, wanting to exterminate all dragons. Sometimes they would even cooperate with the dragons.”

Of course, this is a dark chapter in my history and isn't documented.

"Does the Solomon Temple still have the means to control dragons?" Lu Mingfei glanced at Old Tang out of the corner of his eye. He also pricked up his ears to listen, but did not participate in the discussion.

"It's highly likely that they are, but they haven't revealed it yet."

Angers is the world's strongest dragon slayer, but that doesn't mean he can single-handedly defeat all dragons. The title refers to the fact that among all dragon slayers, none can defeat him, and he crushes everyone he faces. Even though Lu Mingfei has shown remarkable talent and his achievements are documented, the title of the world's strongest dragon slayer has not yet been passed on to him.

"Rumor has it that the Temple of Solomon continuously purifies the bloodlines of its members, artificially creating super hybrids that break through the critical bloodline limit. Only such powerful hybrids can control dragons," Fingel said, his gaze sweeping over the two people in front of him.

These two right in front of me, plus that underworld princess next door, if they went to the Temple of Solomon, they wouldn't even need to flinch or exude an aura of dominance. Those bloodline-obsessed guys would definitely bow down and offer up the most difficult dragons to ride.

"So, they're planning to come looking for me?" Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel with interest. "Will the Secret Service agree?"

“Of course not!” Fingel said firmly. “You are Principal Angers’ only designated successor, and your ancestors were original shareholders of the Lionheart Society. Even if they couldn’t recruit you into the Secret Society, they would never let you be snatched away by other hybrid organizations.”

“But then again… if I can’t take you with me, I can take your genetic sample, right?” Fingel grinned lewdly. “In the future, all sorts of beautiful women might approach you, wanting to spend a wonderful night with you.”

Lu Mingfei didn't offer an opinion, but Lao Tang suddenly interjected, "Then their fate will probably be very tragic."

During this time together, everyone got to know Erii's personality. She looks like an innocent and docile girl, but in reality, she has a strong possessive streak. She labels everything, previously "Erii's XXX", now "Lu Mingfei & Erii's XXX".

If the Temple of Solomon really should send someone to use a honey trap, Erii would probably turn them into building blocks that can't be put back together.

"Don't worry about this." Lu Mingfei didn't want to discuss these trivial matters. If they really encountered it, Erii wouldn't even need to lift a finger; he would directly use his iron fist to punish her and report her to the police station for breaking into a house to solicit business.

"Old Tang, how's the situation on your end? Any leads?"

Old Tang nodded: "My main business is in North America, so no one has contacted me. But a few people who can fly globally have told me that someone has offered a high reward for a set of ancient knives, and many hunters are preparing to go there."

"Isn't the commission confidential?"

"Yeah, so they only gave me a little bit of information." Old Tang shrugged, indicating that this was the limit of what he could know.

Lu Mingfei then looked at Fingel: "Yuan Fen, what do you think?"

"I'll check the Kassel database," Fingel said, disregarding school rules and regulations, and took the computer to begin working on it.

Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang didn't understand it, they just knew it was very impressive.

"The academy noticed the Hunter Organization twenty years ago, but has never been able to truly understand it." Fingel was an expert; hacking into the Kassel College system was routine for him, especially with an unsolvable inside man secretly assisting him.

“The executive department members will register the hunters they encounter. They are generally of low or impure bloodline, but they have a large number of them. There are already several thousand recorded in the hunter files.”

"Let me see, there's one right here." He pressed Enter, locking onto a high-level hunter in the vicinity who was qualified to take on that mission.

"3rd_young_master!" The computer screen turned to the two of them, revealing a file: "Tang Wei, the leader of the Hunter Team 'Third Young Master,' registered a Hunter Company called Millennium Labor Export, with the company's registered address at Runde Building."

"Runde Building?" Lu Mingfei seemed to have heard of it. He remembered it because it was a twin tower, and every time it was mentioned, it reminded people of that famous American joke.

“Their company is on the 21st floor of Building A in Runde Building, but they have contracted out the security for the entire building. They say it’s surrounded by tough guys…” Fingel stopped halfway through his sentence, after all, no matter how strong the security of Runde Building was, it couldn’t compare to Genji Heavy Industries Building.

The place is home to hundreds of A-grade hybrids, yet Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang treat it like their own backyard, coming and going as they please.

Let's observe three seconds of silence for the security guards at Runde Building.

Lu Mingfei immediately made the decision: "Let's go, join Millennium!"

"Huh?" Old Tang was taken aback. "You're planning to work there for the summer?"

“Yes, I want to try what it feels like to become a CEO, a general manager, marry a rich and beautiful woman, and reach the pinnacle of life.” Lu Mingfei nodded, got up, and pulled Lao Tang along to prepare to leave.

Erii had been playing outside all day. Although her body was no longer fragile, she was used to low energy consumption. After taking a shower, she was ready to stay home and play games or watch anime. Lu Mingfei didn't plan to let her come along, so he asked Ryoma Kaoru to take care of her.

This is Ryoma Kaoru's duty, so there's nothing wrong with it.

"What about you, are you going or not?" Lu Mingfei asked Fingel.

"What? You didn't call me when we were playing, but now you remember me when we need to carry the corpses?" Fingel said, acting like a submissive wife, crossing his arms and turning his face away.

Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang were disgusted by his appearance, so they ignored him and turned to leave.

None of us have driver's licenses, so anyone who drives is driving without a license. Bringing this guy along is pointless, so we might as well leave him here to guard the house.

Chu Zihang is currently in a precarious situation, so I won't disturb him.

The all-powerful potato chip girl had already arranged a driver for them to prevent them from being held up by trivial matters. After getting in the car, they headed straight to the Runde Building in the city center.

……

As night deepened, in the office of the boss of Millennium Labor Export Company on the 21st floor of Building A of Runde Building, a man somewhere between youth and middle age sat in his boss's chair, quietly pondering the new task he had just received.

This is a big deal; the reward for the task is a whopping 2.5 million US dollars!
Once he completes this commission, combined with the money he has saved up, he will be able to achieve financial freedom.

Although, according to the company's rules and regulations, he was required to give his subordinates their full share.

But people die for money, birds die for food, and birds fly to the sky after death. If you don't die, you'll live for ten thousand years. He's not Chan Ho-nam. The three things he relies on to get by are being cowardly, disloyal, and betraying his brothers.

He has only achieved the first aspect of his public persona so far; the remaining two aspects will be put into action as soon as he obtains the enormous wealth.

And now is the perfect time!
Millennium Labor Export Company is not large in scale, but it has experienced many missions and its members have received professional training. Compared with those scattered hunters, they can be called elites and are not afraid to compete with other peers.

Tang Wei was silently plotting how to claim the reward, unaware that two young visitors had arrived at the Runde Building.

(End of this chapter)