Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 420 My Youth Romantic Comedy: Dragon Slayer Story - As Expected

In the living room of the presidential suite, a huge LCD TV screen was flashing intensely and chaotically, but it was actually pitch black, and all that could be seen were blurry figures and spurting blood.

The air was filled with the aroma of pizza and fried chicken, and occasionally the sounds of canned beer and cola being opened.

When Lu Mingfei returned, this was the scene he saw:
Chu Zihang and Xia Mi sat on the largest double sofa, their backs to each other, one tall and the other slender, both sitting upright.

Caesar and Nono occupied another sofa, with Nono holding a key in her arms, babbling and trying to grasp the light and shadow on the screen.

Fingel sat cross-legged on the carpet next to the coffee table, with a laptop on his lap, stuffing fried chicken into his mouth with one hand and controlling the progress bar of the computer screen projection with the other.

She sat quietly on the single sofa, leaning over to tease the key; she really liked children.

Upon seeing Lu Mingfei enter, the girl's eyes curved into crescents, and she shifted her position, patting the empty space beside her.

"Sakura, welcome back!"

"Yes, I'm back." Lu Mingfei nodded with a smile.

The single sofa was spacious, but he had picked up quite a bit of dust after his trip around Nibelungen. He hadn't had a chance to shower or change yet, so he simply walked over, stood behind the sofa, and, hands on the backrest, looked at the television screen.

"Oh, did we catch a live recording?"

On the screen, there was footage of Chu Zihang and Xia Mi fighting against the Deadpool and the Kamaitachi army on the train.

The camera was shaky so badly it made my eyes blurry.

The parts that should sway don't, and the parts that shouldn't sway erratically. I can only say that this is truly worthy of Daiya-sensei.

"You've taken a completely useless photo. I thought you'd be better at taking pictures since you're a girl, but this is all you've got?" Lu Mingfei commented bluntly, then looked at Fingel:
"Finger, do you have a Steadicam? Get one for Xia Mi later."

Fingel had done his part in Nibelungen and treated himself to a huge feast of fried chicken. Now, with a chicken leg in his mouth, he turned around and mumbled, "Junior brother, I'm a paparazzi, what would I need that for?"

A Steadicam is a camera stabilizer. What's the point of having one if you're not making movies? It weighs seventy or eighty pounds. Carrying one of these things with you is just a burden.

Oh, of course, he didn't imply that some thin, beautiful girl who looked to be around 80 pounds but might actually be around 90 pounds was actually implying something.

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi were practically thigh to thigh when he noticed the girl beside him suddenly tense up and clench her fists. He immediately spoke up to change the subject:

"Has the vulnerability been fixed?"

"Don't worry about me." Lu Mingfei gave an OK sign. "I just happened to run into Professor Mans and Ye Sheng, and rescued them on the spot."

"What's going on?" Caesar asked, puzzled.

Lu Mingfei then recounted how he had arrived at the last minute, preventing Professor Mans and Ye Sheng from becoming victims.

This wasn't him deliberately seeking credit; he was just subtly hinting that the King of Earth and Mountains was a bit incompetent, a typical case of someone who's young and inexperienced and unreliable.

Xia Mi didn't seem to care. It was Fenrir, the king of the earth and mountains, who died. What did it have to do with her, a beautiful and kind little shrimp?
Fingel looked in the direction of the door and asked curiously, "Where did Zero and Old Tang go? It would be such a shame to miss such a wonderful dragon-slaying story."

"Ling went out for a while, and Lao Tang and the others went to see a movie. I don't know if they're back yet."

Su Enxi had already called Zero away that night to work with Jiu De Mai to retrieve the dragon bones. However, she did not go into Nibelungen with them, but instead stayed behind at the real-world site to provide backup.

As for Lao Tang, he's probably having too much fun to come back; he's been nowhere to be seen all day.

Just then, the doorbell for the presidential suite rang.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand and beckoned, and the door opened silently by itself.

Standing outside the door was Angers, still dressed in a well-tailored suit, his silver hair neatly combed, and a hint of undisguised joy in his eyes, showing no trace of the urgency of the Dragon King's resurrection.

It's clear that Friedrich really made him feel refreshed and invigorated that afternoon, and he's still feeling great now.

"Good evening, everyone. Sorry to bother you so late." Angers glanced at everyone in the living room and greeted them with a smile.

His arrival caused a slight tension in the living room. Caesar and Chu Zihang both stood up, Xia Mi was a beat slower, and finally Fingel swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty and quickly got up from the ground to welcome the principal's visit and guidance.

Nono, however, was a beat slower in getting up; she had been holding onto Erii's hand tightly, refusing to let go of the key in her arms.

"Hehe, relax, I just came to take a look." He smiled and waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the four people in turn. He noticed that Chu Zihang and Xia Mi had washed up briefly, and Caesar and Fingel had also changed their clothes, their hair still wet.

Then they knew that all four of them had entered Nibelungen.

"Looks like I've arrived just in time."

Angers' gaze fell on the huge LCD TV screen. At that moment, the scene was showing Chu Zihang and Xia Mi passing through the deep tunnel and arriving at the entrance of the huge underground mine. The camera slowly rose to reveal Fenrir, the king of the earth and mountains, who was half dragon and half skeleton.

He stepped forward, and Xia Mi casually picked up an unopened glass of cola from the coffee table and handed it to him: "Principal, would you like something to drink? Oh, by the way, this is a documentary about the heroic young dragon slayer that my senior brother and I filmed. Would you like to take a look and watch it for me from the beginning?"

“No need.” Angers refused the cola Xia Mi offered and also her suggestion. His eyes, fixed on the television screen, held an almost imperceptible excitement, like a gourmet eyeing a delicacy.

He preferred watching the main course of slaying dragons rather than the appetizers of cleaning up Deadpool and Kamaitachi.

Caesar made way for him to sit in the center of the sofa, and he sat down without ceremony, his eyes fixed intently on the screen.

This was the first time he had ever seen a real Dragon King; he had failed to see the Dragon King's true form on the previous two occasions.

Seeing this, Xia Mi put down her cola, walked to the screen, pointed to the upcoming battle scene, and began to explain.

Unfortunately, for a long stretch of the shot, the angle was off. Although we could see the Dragon King roaring and launching a counterattack, not all the scenes of Chu Zihang displaying his divine power and fighting the Dragon King were suitable for the camera.

"...I was terrified. I had never seen such a big dragon before. It was as big as a mountain."

Fortunately, it was stuck in the mountainside and couldn't move, and its attack methods were somewhat limited..."

She described in detail Fenrir's terrifying pressure and attacks, emphasizing how Chu Zihang bravely confronted him head-on, and how she herself skillfully used the Word of Power - Eye of the Wind King to assist in the battle and interfere with the Dragon King's work.

As they talked, she naturally brought up her desire to skip the preparatory course and go directly to Kassel College, since the map of Yan was ridiculously short.

As Angers watched the two figures on the screen working seamlessly together, one unleashing the primal flames and the other manipulating the storm, his gaze finally settled on Xia Mi's delicate face, which was filled with longing and anticipation. Almost without hesitation, a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Of course you can, Xia Mi. With the courage and strength you showed in this operation, you are fully qualified to skip the preparatory class and enroll early."

I will personally reserve one of your places for this year's admission.

Anyway, he had no use for the spot he had reserved for Lu Mingfei, so he simply gave it to Xia Mi as a reward for an outstanding student.

"That's great! Thank you, Principal!" Xia Mi's eyes crinkled with joy as she turned around and gave Chu Zihang a peace sign, completely like a young girl immersed in the atmosphere of youthful romance.

Meanwhile, the dragon-slaying drama on the screen also officially entered its climax, from Lu Mingfei delivering the Kusanagi sword from afar to Chu Zihang transforming into a dual-wielding berserker and engaging in close combat with the King of Earth and Mountains (the scene here is missing, only pitch black, and the battle is narrated by Xia Mi, who caused the black screen).

Finally, Xia Mi and Chu Zihang combined their swords, creating a fiery tornado drill that blended the King's Flame and the Eye of the Wind King. Using the Kusanagi Sword as a drill bit, the drill broke through Fenrir's defenses and entered the Dragon King's body, exploding with a deafening roar. Although the scene wasn't perfect due to the camera angle and shaky camera, the awe-inspiring power and destructive force were still conveyed through the screen.

After the video finished playing, a brief silence fell over the living room.

Caesar crossed his arms, his brows furrowed. He truly hadn't expected that Chu Zihang and Xia Mi could actually kill a Dragon King on their own.

Despite numerous objective factors, such as Lu Mingfei providing the weapon Kusanagi, capable of inflicting fatal damage, Fenrir's obvious developmental deficiencies and limited mobility, and its singular attack pattern comparable to a children's fight...

During his trip to Japan, he also learned that after the Dragon King was revived, he would not be able to immediately return to his former glory, but would have a long process to regain his memories and power.

So strictly speaking, what Chu Zihang and Xia Mi killed was just a crippled dragon king whose body was not fully developed and whose brain was completely underdeveloped, a bit like college students bullying a kindergarten kid in the dragon race.

But in any case, the fact that he killed the Dragon King was undeniable. This gave him a strong sense of urgency. The Lionheart Society's future president's record of achievements had been enriched with another significant achievement, one that could even be recorded in the annals of hybrid races. Meanwhile, he, the student council president and the future head of the Gattuso family, still lacked a record of sufficient significance.

Nono's focus is even more unique.

She originally thought Xia Mi was just a burden who needed protection, but Xia Mi's perfect coordination with Chu Zihang's words of power in the video surprised her.

The combination of Wind King's Eye and Lord's Flame seems tailor-made for the two of them, and the amazing chemical reaction produced by their combination is more than the sum of its parts.

Especially in the middle of the video, the intimacy revealed when Chu Zihang and Xia Mi strolled and chatted in the tunnel reminded Nuonuo of Su Xi, who was far away at the academy.

A childhood sweetheart and a perfect match in terms of word magic—this combination is incredibly difficult, practically hellish, with no chance of winning whatsoever.

Nono sighed silently for Susie, as if she could already see Susie's heartbroken expression after hearing the news.

As the video ended and the next video played automatically, Fingel, with his sharp eyes, noticed a thumbnail that stood out prominently in the album preview interface the instant the video window changed:

Against the backdrop of a partially collapsed rock wall and a massive bronze-colored dragon skull, Chu Zihang stood somewhat stiffly, while Xia Mi intimately linked arms with him, tilting her head and pressing her pink lips against his cheek!

The Lionheart Society's number one killer widened his eyes slightly, a clear look of astonishment and helplessness flashing across his perpetually icy face.

"This is amazing! A tantalizing reward for a dragon-slaying hero!" Fingel suppressed his excitement, whistling inwardly, his eyes brimming with the thrill of discovering a treasure.

His first thought was the immense value of this photo; he figured he could make a fortune by opening a new property at the school later!
But remembering that Angers had just granted Xia Mi special permission to enroll, he immediately changed his mind and began to slyly plot.

When this genius beauty who has already slain the dragon before even entering the preparatory class enrolls and causes a sensation, then we can take out this photo and open a betting pool to see when they will officially go public with their relationship. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

When the money is earned, a small share will be given to the person involved as hush money, and you won't have to worry about being blocked in your dorm room...

Wait a minute, I'm graduating next month and coming to Lu Mingfei's gang for an internship. Even if I don't get any money, they can't come and beat me up through the internet!

Upon realizing this, Fingel's eyes lit up instantly.

Angers also noticed the photo. He simply smiled slightly, his gaze lingering briefly on Chu Zihang and Xia Mi, without offering any comment.

He didn't want to interfere too much in the affairs of young people.

After the second video segment, featuring Xia Mihuan patting the dragon bone, the two escaping, and Lu Mingfei's brilliant rescue, finished playing, he sighed softly, his words carrying a hint of undisguised regret.

It's rare that the one who successfully killed the Dragon King was someone from Kassel College itself, but unfortunately Nibelungen collapsed too quickly and couldn't retrieve Fenrir's dragon bones.

If this gets back, those scoundrels on the board of directors will have another reason to make trouble for him.

However, it's not entirely without a chance.

Angers stared at the black screen, frowning in thought. According to past records, after the Nibelungen was destroyed, its core remnants would merge with the real environment. It is said that Cao Cao vigorously developed the Tomb Raiders in his time in order to find the dragon tombs that had merged with reality.

They could learn from Cao Cao, but that's not something to consider now. The collapse of the Nibelungen triggered a minor earthquake, which, although barely perceptible, will eventually be recorded. Taking action now could easily lead to unnecessary trouble, so they'll have to wait for another opportunity.

After the video ended, Angers turned to look at Lu Mingfei, his expression becoming kind:

"Mingfei, I really have to thank you this time, otherwise we would have really ruined our present and future."

If Lu Mingfei hadn't sensed something was wrong, broken into Nibelungen, provided Chu Zihang with powerful weapons, rescued all four of them, crossed Nibelungen to save Professor Mans, and killed all the Dead Servants and Kamaitachi who had escaped from Nibelungen, thus preserving the secrets of the Dragon Clan, the losses to the Secret Society and Kassel College would have been immense.

After all, whether it's Chu Zihang, Caesar, Ye Shengjiu, or Deyaji, they are all future pillars of Kassel College, or even leaders, and are successors he can entrust with important responsibilities.

If they were to perish here, it would be an unbearable pain for him.

Lu Mingfei waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned: "Principal Angers, you're too kind. We're all friends and buddies, so lending a hand is only right."

Ang nodded, and just as he was about to say something more, the suite door was pushed open again.

Old Tang swaggered in, carrying a large bag of snacks. As soon as he entered, he transformed into a hilarious meme, paying homage to Brother Crow: "Yo ho, you guys are all here."

Ryoma Kaoru followed beside him, carrying an ice-cold beer. He was somewhat surprised to see Angers, but still greeted him respectfully.

Constantine followed quietly at the back, curiously observing everyone in the room, especially Key and Angers.

He could sense that these two had very strong bloodlines, far surpassing other hybrids, only inferior to Erii, an evolved being.

When Angers saw Old Tang's carefree attitude, still looking like a playboy from the Brooklyn slums, he felt a little sentimental.

The mighty Dragon King, without awakened memories, is so indistinguishable from a human, and even falls in love with one.

He glanced at Ryoma Kaoru, who was following behind Lao Tang. This person, who was mainly in charge of the Ryoma family's overseas oil fields and commercial investments in North America, was quite well-known in the North American mixed-race circle. It was said that he might become the biggest person in charge of the Ryoma family in North America in the future.

If it was only a possibility before, it's now a certainty.

Then, his gaze turned to Constantine.

The dragon king, who looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, maintained a harmless appearance and stood quietly to the side. However, when Angers' gaze met his, Constantine's eyes clearly showed vigilance, especially when his gaze fell on his chest, where the folding knife, which was powerful enough to seriously injure or even kill the dragon king, was hidden.

However, Angers did not see tyranny and cruelty in the boy's eyes, only an almost natural purity and detachment, and even a little... cowardice?

Having lived for over a hundred years, Angers was confident he could see through many people's hearts, yet he still couldn't determine whether the Dragon King was just too good at pretending or if that was truly his nature.

However... the fact that the Dragon King is a twin has been confirmed by these two people in front of us, so what about the King of Earth and the Mountain?

Angers glanced back at the TV screen. In the video that had restarted in autoplay mode, Xia Mi was casually filming around the platform, chattering away. Her words and actions were befitting her age and status.

Only Fenrir was killed, but what about the other one?

Is it Jormungandr? Or Hela?
He recalled the previous intelligence about the mysterious dragon that appeared in Lu Mingfei's hometown, saved Shao Nanyin, and easily defeated Chu Zihang.

Given Lu Mingfei's uniqueness and the deep, abyss-like sorrow in his blood, any dragons attracted to him and appearing in that city must be extraordinary.

Coincidentally, during that time period, a delicate and lovely preparatory class freshman appeared quietly in that coastal town, leaving no official record or trace.

He recalled the gossip that Fingel occasionally reported (Finger was ostensibly Angers's spy on Lu Mingfei, and would still report on information that wasn't particularly private), saying that Chu Zihang and Xia Mi were childhood sweethearts and even owned property in that second-tier coastal town.

However, this experience does not exist in Xia Mi's resume at all.

Too many coincidences point to an astonishing possibility.

Angers' gaze fell on Xia Mi again.

At this moment, the girl was making a gun shape with her hands, pressing the "muzzle" against Fingel's temple with a fierce expression, forcing him to delete the photo she had just secretly saved of of her kissing Chu Zihang.

Just as Angers' suspicions were becoming clearer and were about to burst forth, he met Lu Mingfei's gaze.

Lu Mingfei seemed to see through all of Angers' thoughts, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he gently shook his head.

Angers was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, a laugh that carried a hint of self-mockery, but also a hint of genuine relief.

"I'm really getting old..." he shook his head and sighed softly, his voice devoid of much emotion.

Perhaps he really can't keep up with the dragon-slaying mindset of today's young people.

Subduing the enemy without fighting... No wonder the Chinese nation, which has interacted with dragons for five thousand years, has such a profound understanding.

(End of this chapter)