Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 126 Hello, Knight of the Storm
a long time.

Accompanied by golden particles of light, a figure slowly emerged beside Lu Mingfei, gradually taking shape.

It's Melina.

The old man naturally knew of the existence of this proxy witch. He was practically the person Lu Mingfei trusted most in the world, so Lu Mingfei naturally told him everything he knew.

Although Melina rarely shows herself in public, the old man in front of her was, after all, Lu Mingfei's master, and out of respect for her travel companion, she chose to reveal herself.

"Hello," Melina nodded slightly to the old man, "Knight of the Storm."

The old man's cloudy yet sharp eyes curiously examined Melina. He had seen many spirits, but one that could move freely, was attached to a person, and was not in the form of ashes was still very rare.

Silence fell between them. Finally, it was Melina, usually so taciturn, who spoke first, her voice low.

"You want me to keep your secret?"

The old man's pupils contracted slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his wrinkled face. After a moment, he lowered his eyes, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his lips:
"You noticed."

Melina did not answer. Sometimes, silence is the best answer.

“If I say yes,” the old man slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Melina, “then, would you help me deceive this foolish boy?”

"No."

Melina's answer was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. She never lied to Lu Mingfei; it was her principle.

But what would Lu Mingfei do if he found out about this?

You must be very sad, right?

Melina lowered her head, her hair falling down and obscuring half of her face.

She hesitated, which was unusual for her.

After a long pause, she spoke again, saying softly:

"If he asks, I will tell him."

The implication is that if Lu Mingfei hadn't asked, he wouldn't have known.

The old man nodded slightly:

"This is enough."

He let out a long sigh, as if some unresolved matter in his heart had vanished. A hint of relief appeared in his weathered eyes.

“You’re a good girl.” The old man’s voice suddenly softened. “Now I can rest assured. There’s something I’d like to ask you.”

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on Lu Mingfei, his sharp eyes softening somewhat for once.
"This kid is too kind, kinder than people from the border region. He's carefree all the time, always thinking that he's hidden himself away and no one can hurt him."

But actually, if you show him even the smallest kindness, he'll risk his life for you.

He looked at Melina with earnest eyes and continued:
"He's just an incorrigible kid. As his travel companion, you should know that better than anyone. If I'm gone, I don't expect you to do anything, I only ask that you keep an eye on him and try to persuade him. That's all."
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Lu Mingfei felt his body and consciousness sinking into oblivion. Gui'er's violent will had not dissipated with death. It mingled with the dragon heart that Lu Mingfei had swallowed, exploding deep within his consciousness.

The immense dragon's might and overwhelming resentment, accumulated over countless years, crashed against Lu Mingfei's fragile will like a monstrous wave, relentlessly battering him time and again.

Lu Mingfei felt like a small boat in a raging storm, ready to be torn apart and swallowed up at any moment. He tried to hold on to himself, but he seemed so insignificant and laughable in the face of the Dragon Mother's immense will, accumulated over countless years.

His defenses crumbled inch by inch, his consciousness seemed to be drawn into a vortex of crimson and gray, and Gui'er's anger and dragon might seemed to be about to shatter him completely, erasing the existence of Lu Mingfei and leaving only an empty shell.

He felt that the last string of his being, called "self," was about to snap, and his consciousness was about to plunge into an endless abyss, and at that very moment—

boom--

A vast, ancient majesty suddenly erupted from the deepest part of his heart, carrying a domineering air of looking down on all living beings, yet it was so familiar and intimate.

This force was like a bolt of lightning tearing through the sky, instantly turning Lu Mingfei's consciousness into daylight and ruthlessly suppressing the consciousness belonging to Gui'er!
The dragon's roar that filled the soul came to an abrupt end.

Gui'er's remaining will let out a terrified cry, then gradually crumbled and dissipated. Though powerful and ancient, it was ultimately like a firefly compared to the majesty originating from the depths of Lu Mingfei's bloodline.

He felt that this will was as if it were from the same source as him, as if they were one. He couldn't even distinguish who was who, what was real and what was fake. There seemed to be no barrier between them, and they were intertwined.

Meanwhile, on the actual ruins of the Dragon Offering Church.

The old man, who was sitting cross-legged beside Lu Mingfei, suddenly opened his eyes wide in an instant!
His lips twitched slightly, first in surprise, then he became used to it and thought, "Just as I expected."

Regardless, his anxiety finally subsided, and his complex emotions transformed into a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Soon, he slowly closed his eyes again, letting out a very soft sigh that drifted away on the sea breeze.

"Well"

Lu Mingfei let out a painful groan and gradually regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes and felt pain all over his body.

This is normal. It proves that the power of the dragon's heart has been transformed into the power of the dragon's feast, which is rampaging throughout the body.

He took a deep breath, gradually gathering the dragon power that had spread throughout his limbs and bones, and incorporating it into the blazing dragon feast fire in his chest. Then, he rhythmically channeled it into his body's circulation, strengthening his abilities little by little.

The power brought by Guior's heart was indeed vastly different from that of Akiel. His physical strength, sensory abilities, and other aspects were all greatly enhanced, with effects that could be described as monstrous.

However, the difference in risks between the two is also obvious. The first time Lu Mingfei performed the Dragon Offering Ritual with Akiel's heart, he felt nothing except for some pain.

This time, if it weren't for the strange dragon's might in his consciousness, he would probably have been completely annihilated by Gui'er's remaining will.

But, what is it?

Lu Mingfei wasn't stupid. He had long realized that he was different from other mixed-race people. Despite having an "S" rating, he had no power at all before arriving at the border. But his bloodline was undeniable.

Who was it during this Dragon Feast, and the brief period of blankness and loss of consciousness during the blood rush when challenging Grek? Was it himself?

Could it be, as Chu Zihang said, that "personality" and "dragon character" are truly two separate things? But why is his so different?
(End of this chapter)