Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 423 Lu Mingfei and Angers's Secret Deal
"What?! Fenrir is dead?! How could it be so fast?!"

"Are you kidding me?! The bounty for the Dragon King's resurrection was just announced yesterday, and it's gone today?"

Italy, the Gattuso family estate.

Frost hadn't yet recovered from the frustration of Friedrich's capture by Angers when he received this news that almost made him vomit blood.

He had previously spent a fortune to acquire clues about the Dragon King from Friedrich, intending to then indirectly give them to Caesar to help him achieve fame as the Dragon Slayer.

As a result, Lu Mingfei interfered, and not only did he lose his life and money, but the clues were also stolen. Even his own attempts to secretly manipulate Caesar's behavior were exposed, which led to Caesar, that rebellious young man, calling him to question him.

He not only failed to get any mutton but also got into a lot of trouble, which already infuriated him. He had just sent his secretary, Percy, to China to provide some assistance to Caesar, but the King of the Earth and Mountains died as soon as Percy boarded the plane.

He's dead, so be it. If he was killed by Lu Mingfei, he has nothing to say. At most, he can only complain about that idiot Friedrich who hid for half his life and finally capsized in the gutter, ruining all his plans.

But what's truly infuriating is that Lu Mingfei, despite having the clues, didn't personally slay the dragon; instead, he gave this monumental achievement to Chu Zihang!

That guy is a madman, a dangerous hybrid who eats blood like it's food. After watching the video of Chu Zihang's bloody battle against the Kanto branch in the rainy night in Tokyo, Frost once suspected that he had 100% dragon blood flowing in his veins.

Otherwise, there's no reason to explain how he treated a group of A-level evolved beings who had taken evolution drugs like kindergarten children.

Those were all outstanding mixed-race individuals who had studied at Kassel College and left their names, yet he killed them one by one with almost effortless ease.

Even so, he didn't believe that Chu Zihang was capable of killing the Dragon King. It must have been Lu Mingfei who secretly attacked, leaving the Dragon King with only a few wounds and on his knees, barely alive, before Chu Zihang delivered the final blow.

It's even possible that Lu Mingfei directly killed the Dragon King and then gave the credit for slaying the dragon to Chu Zihang.

After all, it all happened inside the Nibelungen, and people outside had no way of knowing what was actually happening inside.

Frost thought about it more and more and it seemed to make sense.

"It must be those posts on the Night Watchers forum that were spreading rumors. That's why Lu Mingfei wanted Chu Zihang to outdo Caesar so that he could better secure his position as the leader of the Lionheart Society."

When Caesar flew from Japan to China, the Gattuso family provided him with the Philosopher's Stone bullet, which was powerful enough to kill the Dragon King. But what does Chu Zihang have?
Even though his Murasame is also a remarkable alchemical weapon, it's no match for the Dragon King's body. Even if he were to cut it down and break it, it would only be like scratching an itch for the Dragon King. Therefore, Lu Mingfei must have been involved behind the scenes.

“No, it’s also possible that Lu Mingfei and Angers reached some kind of agreement and jointly orchestrated this whole drama.” Frost walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside with a furrowed brow.

Just two days ago at the annual meeting of the board of directors, he led the criticism of Angers, saying that in the two major events of the killing of the dragon king, the Secret Party played only the role of a background character, and accused Angers of handing over the glory of the first two dragon slayings to outsiders, which caused damage to the reputation of Kassel College.

In the blink of an eye, Angers played Chu Zihang as their trump card, and the fact that the icy young man had slain the dragon was like a cold slap across his face.

That slap was too loud, too fast, and too hard!
This caught him and all the school board members who supported him completely off guard, leaving them feeling incredibly embarrassed!

But is this reasonable?

This is clearly illogical.

That's impossible; there must have been external intervention.

And who else but Lu Ming could have a good relationship with Angers and be willing to share the glory with Chu Zihang?

So the truth is quite simple: Lu Mingfei and Angers must have made some kind of shady deal that allowed Chu Zihang to rise to power, surpassing Caesar with his humble origins and becoming the most dazzling recruitment advertisement for Kassel College.

Thinking of the news from the inside agent, the young master of the dignified Gattuso family had only fought a fight with low-level creatures like the Death Serpent Weasel on the outskirts of Nibelungen, and almost died in the explosion caused by Chu Zihang.

This looks like a deliberate attack!

Frost strongly suspected that this was a pre-arranged dragon-slaying drama, because the Lionheart Society and the Student Council had previously been debating on the Night's Watch forum whether Chu Zihang's contribution in the Japanese war was greater or the information taken by Caesar was more important.

At that time, the two belonged to different battlefields. Now they are entering the Nibelungen Colosseum together, each with a burdensome child. Whoever can break through the encirclement and bring down the Dragon King depends entirely on their ability.

Strictly speaking, Caesar had an even greater advantage.

He was a sophomore himself, and Fingel was a former star specialist at Kassel College, with rich and experienced expertise.

Chu Zihang himself was just a freshman, and Xia Mi, who was with him, was a complete novice who hadn't even attended a preparatory class.

But unfortunately...

"It's all that woman's fault; she passed on such a useless Word of Power to Caesar!"

Frost's eyes were sinister as he pinned the blame for Caesar's failed dragon-slaying on his long-deceased mother.

If it weren't for that woman, Gulweg, Caesar could have had a brighter future.

The family had always disapproved of Pompeii's marriage to Gulweg, but that damned womanizer seemed to have gone through a rebellious phase and insisted on having a child with her.

"Pasi!"

He instinctively called out his secretary's name, but quickly realized that she had already boarded a plane to China and couldn't hear him. He could only instruct the other secretaries to find out the situation at the branch as soon as possible.

He needs to know every single detail.

While Frost was so angry that his blood pressure had risen considerably, his elder brother, who seemed to be Cao Cao's son all the time, was surprisingly not lying on a woman's belly.

In the presidential suite of a luxury hotel, a man smoking a cigar and his foolish younger brother, who thought he held all the power and had sidelined the real head of the family, both stood by the window gazing at the distant horizon.

However, unlike Frost, he did not suspect that Chu Zihang's dragon-slaying was a scheme by Lu Mingfei and Angers.

"Fenrir is dead, and Jormungandr was involved?"

A middle-aged man with blond hair stood by the window wrapped in a bath towel. Moonlight shone down, illuminating his perfectly sculpted chest and abdominal muscles, reminiscent of an ancient Greek sculpture, and his solemn expression, a stark contrast to his usual carefree demeanor.

"No, it should be like Constantine and Norton, faking their deaths to escape."

"To actually be willing to use the majesty of the King of Earth and Mountains to make Chu Zihang famous is truly beyond my expectations, Jormungandr. I originally thought you were just playing around."

The blond man twitched the corners of his mouth, but the smile quickly faded. After all, the mark on Chu Zihang's body had been removed, and Jormungandr's biggest weakness had been hidden away. He was also spending all his time with Angers' secret weapon.

"Things have gotten complicated."

He went through his thoughts and realized that all his arrangements over the years had failed to achieve the desired results. On the contrary, all the pieces on the chessboard had jumped off the board. Although they had not become players, they had become spectators of the game.

"Lu Mingfei, you really know how to surprise me."

"But it's all good, at least it saved us a huge sum of money." With that, he stubbed out his cigar, went back to bed, and slapped the woman, who was only covered by a thin blanket, awake.

With a shake, the woman on the bed opened her eyes groggily. She had barely sat up when the blond man grabbed her hair and forced her down.

"I'm really angry right now."

While the Fire Extinguisher was putting out the fire, Henkel, far away in North America, received a message from a certain irresponsible collaborator.

The North American mixed-race leader, who was initially stunned by Lu Mingfei's domineering declaration and forced to reassess the risks and form a new "tourism delegation," reacted with disbelief upon receiving the message from Fingel. His first reaction was disbelief, and his second was, "Are you kidding me?"

With Lu Mingfei present, could Chu Zihang have seized the lead?
Henkel acknowledged that Chu Zihang's performance in Japan was outstanding, and that he had accomplished explosive missions after joining the Executive Department. But he wasn't exaggerating; someone like Chu Zihang was someone he could easily defeat in his youth, one against one, two against two.

Even someone as powerful as him wouldn't dare say he could fight the Dragon King, so what makes Chu Zihang think he can slay a dragon?

"Ming Fei by Lu."

Upon hearing Fingel's reply, Henkel almost choked on his breath and coughed twice.

"You mean, Lu Mingfei gave the credit for slaying the dragon to Chu Zihang?" he asked again.

If this is true, then there is still room for maneuver, preventing the secret service from reaping all the benefits.

"No, that's not it. Lu Mingfei only came into Nibelungen after he realized something was wrong, and he only lent his weapons to Chu Zihang."

"Just a weapon?" Han Gao's eyebrows furrowed, clearly unable to believe that Lu Mingfei's weapon alone could help Chu Zihang, an ordinary half-blood, kill the Dragon King.

Even if that was the tail of the White King, it was the legendary sword Ame-no-Murakumo, a peerless divine sword in Japanese mythology capable of cleaving the world in two.

“Yes, I stayed by Lu Mingfei’s side the whole time, without leaving him for a moment, and there is also video evidence that Chu Zihang killed the Dragon King.”

"Send it to me."

“Angers took it.”

Han Gao choked: "What about the dragon bones? Have they already been collected by the Secret Service?"

"Didn't I say that Nibelungen collapsed after the Dragon King's death, and that we all rushed out in such a hurry that we didn't have time to care about the fate of the dragon bones?"

"No."

“Now you know,” Fingel replied bluntly.

Although he had seamlessly leaked Friedrich's information to Lu Mingfei and forced out a small sense of guilt, that guilt disappeared after this phone call.

I owe you nothing, Henkel.

There was no response for a while on the other end of the phone, so Fingel tentatively asked, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up now. I'm busy making a baby here."

Han Gao's breathing became heavier: "It's gone."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Fingel has been getting lazier and lazier lately. Despite so many major events happening, the intelligence reports are getting slower and slower each time.

Although he was tricked by the Secret Party this time, it only brought him some real fame. The Dragon King's blood and bones did not fall into their hands, so it wasn't enough to make him so envious.

Reputation is something that North American mixed-race people don't care much about, since they are mostly top capitalists and tycoons, and there are always people who want to hang them on a lamppost.

Henkel fiddled with his phone, thought for a long time, and finally decided not to organize this tour group. He wanted the young people of mixed North American descent to stay quiet and continue causing trouble in America, instead of going to the other side of the ocean to cause more trouble. This was to give Lu Mingfei some face.

His thoughts were actually similar to Frost's; he believed that the Secret Party's success in killing the Dragon King was ultimately due to Lu Mingfei's behind-the-scenes efforts.

When Angers took over Friedrich, he must have also reached some kind of deal with Lu Mingfei.

If Angers and Kassel College can pay the price to have Lu Mingfei assist in slaying the dragon, why can't Han Gao and the North American hybrids do the same?
He can talk, he can slay dragons, and he has so much money he doesn't know what to do with it.

With Fingel's help in facilitating the connection, cooperation shouldn't be difficult.

However, compared to the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountains, who need to live on land, the whereabouts of the King of Ocean and Water and the King of Sky and Wind are more difficult to find.

He did know something about the King of the Ocean and Water, who was suspected to be Li Yuanhao of Western Xia, the one who almost wiped out the first generation of the Lionheart Society.

However, he perished together with Menek Cassel a hundred years ago, and now he is hiding somewhere, waiting to be hatched and reborn.

The whereabouts of the King of Sky and Wind remain a mystery, with very few historical records about him; he was an absolute mystic.

"This is a bit troublesome." Han Gao sighed, but considering that Japan's White King bloodline and the fact that the White King had been hidden for so many years were still exposed by Lu Mingfei.

Given some time, he could probably dig out the Water King, the Wind King, and even the Black King from some hidden corner and kill them.

What he needs to do now is prepare the money and be prepared for Lu Mingfei to make exorbitant demands.

Well, we also need to pick out a capable one from among those spoiled brats of North American mixed race.

We don't expect him to have such abnormal combat power that he can rival Fingel and Chu Zihang. As long as he can not be so frightened by the Dragon King's might that he kneels down in front of him, he will be barely qualified.

……

News of the fall of the King of Earth and Mountains is spreading at an alarming rate, but Lu Mingfei, one of the central figures in the incident, remains at ease. After washing up, he plays games with Erii and puts her to sleep alone before returning to Chu Zihang's room.

Xia Mi ultimately didn't want to wait for Chu Zihang to return in a place where Lu Mingfei's presence lingered, so she retreated to her room early to study the Dragon King's project of creating children.

Lu Mingfei kicked off his shoes and leaped onto the bed with a splash of water, but as soon as he took off, he realized that the room window was not closed. The evening breeze blew in and blew up the curtains, revealing a boy in an evening suit sitting by the window.

Looking into those pale golden eyes, Lu Mingfei straightened up again: "The night is long and you can't sleep? You might as well go find Ling or Jiu De Mai, why come to me?"

Lu Mingze looked at him quietly, then suddenly revealed a sly smile:

"Brother, would you like to be a board member of the Kassel School Board?"

(End of this chapter)