Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 133 Two watermelon knives, slashing from the Lingxiao Palace to the Southern Heavenly Gate

Lu Mingfei did not agree immediately.

He had heard about the beast sacrifice to Gurang from Subaru Natsuki.

But Subaru didn't explain it very clearly. He only said that something Gulang was looking for was very helpful to him. Could it be Deadroot?

The stolen Death Rune is quite fitting for his eerie, death-symbolizing black flames.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, and in the spirit of "I'll accept this task first, whether I do it or not is another matter", he nodded.

D nodded slightly.

"very good."

As he spoke, he handed over a simple map, on which a circle was drawn in red.

“Go to the east of Nymgford. There is a hidden portal at the marked location. Use this to meet the ‘Beast Priest’ Grang.”

Lu Mingfei accepted the map.

D went on and on, telling him so much that he almost forgot the purpose of his visit.

However, this guy seems much stronger than Diaros, and he's been doing tasks like "removing dead roots" in various parts of the border region, so he must know a lot of secrets.

Do you know anything about the Sobbing Peninsula, Moen City, or Madfire?

Lu Mingfei asked without any politeness.

D paused slightly, then thought for a moment before arriving at the conclusion:

"My knowledge of Moen City and Madfire is very limited. But I do know about the Weeping Peninsula."

He paused, as if weighing his words:

"I know a legend about that sacrificial bridge that spans the two places."

Lu Mingfei was overjoyed. He thought to himself, "I've been busy for almost half a day, and I've finally gotten some information out of you. Heaven rewards those who persevere!"

"The witch's eyes were pierced by the thorns of sin, and it is said that she will be reborn here."

D said this.

"Gone?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him suspiciously.

"Gone."

D nodded.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"do not know."

D shook his head.

"It's just a local legend. People there make something called a 'sinner's shield' to sacrifice to witches. I only heard about it by chance."

"Ok."

Lu Mingfei nodded and left the round table hall.

He appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was overwhelmed by the wealth of information in this legend. What did it mean that the witch's eyes were pierced by thorns of sin?
This indicates that the witch was blind.

She will be born here, and this place undoubtedly refers to the Weeping Peninsula.

And on the Sobbing Peninsula, who is blind?
Elena.

According to Baizhi's statement, the existence of mad fire believers on the Sobbing Peninsula is not a recent phenomenon.

And the mad fire symbolizes despair, pain, and chaos.

Witch, thorns of sin, piercing eyes, mad fire, weeping peninsula, Elena.

These keywords flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind, intertwining and gradually forming a blurry trajectory.

"I think I've really gotten myself into something terrible," Lu Mingfei muttered. "Bai Zhi, you son of a bitch, you're such a jinx!"

He sighed deeply, and the image of that quiet and well-behaved girl, who, despite being the lord's daughter, was not at all unruly and even cared for him, came to mind.

Lu Mingfei wasn't actually worried about himself.

He's a piece of trash, a tough nut to crack, he's alive or dead, and in this remote border region, there's absolutely no need to worry about his safety.

But that blind little girl, she was like a beautiful golden flower growing in the border region. If she were in the 21st century, she would definitely be an artistic girl, right?
But in this godforsaken place, she's hunted down by mixed-race people, forced to become homeless, and even gets involved with this incredibly eerie legend.
Lu Mingfei felt a throbbing pain in his head.

Damn it! Nothing good ever happens in this godforsaken place called the border area! Even doing a "good deed" can lead you straight into a quagmire of conspiracy theories.

He originally wanted to help this helpless little girl, and incidentally complete Neferi's request. He would use the weapon that Grandpa Xiugu had just enhanced to go on a rampage, cutting down several crazy bastards, knocking out the stubborn city lord, and carrying him out. How wonderful it would be to have a happy ending with the father and daughter reunited!

He scratched his hair in frustration, almost wanting to rip it out.

He felt like a mouse that had wandered into a maze, surrounded by walls on all sides, with demons and monsters peeking out from behind each one.

Elena. She looked so innocent, so kind and gentle. Was she really the reincarnation of a witch behind those blindfolded eyes?
If the legend really points to her, what does that mean?
Is she being used? Is she being sacrificed?

Or perhaps she is playing a role herself, but is simply deceiving herself?

Not too possible.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, rejecting the last conjecture.

With his strong senses, he was practically a human lie detector; he could tell that the little girl wasn't lying.

Irene has already been handed over to Rodrik by Lu Mingfei.

To repay Lu Mingfei's kindness, Rodrika practically insisted on taking care of her, and to make it easier to care for her, she arranged for her to stay in the room next to hers.

The hall with the round table is very large, and there are countless empty rooms.

Remembering Elena's unguarded and even somewhat dependent state, Lu Mingfei's heart softened again.

His frustration was suppressed by an inexplicable emotion—perhaps sympathy, a protective instinct, a sense of responsibility, but mostly anger at this messed-up world.

How is there any essential difference between her current state—abandoned on the roadside, chased by mixed-race individuals, and entangled in trouble—and the loneliness he felt back then when he was abandoned at his uncle and aunt's house, inexplicably thrown into Kassel and the border region, feeling detached from the crowd and forgotten by everyone?
Who cares if she's a witch or not!
All he knows now is that a daughter needs her father, and a father almost lost his daughter; that's all.

He's gotten involved in this troublesome matter.

No matter what Elena was involved with, no matter how sinister the legend of the Mad Fire and the witch was, no matter how chaotic Moen City was, Lu Mingfei really did use two watermelon knives to hack his way from the Lingxiao Palace to the South Heavenly Gate.

What else could they do? Just leave this little blind girl alone in that even more murky place, the Round Table Hall? Rodrika was happy to take care of her, but she couldn't just keep relying on her forever, could she?
He had to go to Moen City, not only to rescue Edgar, that stubborn man, and fulfill his promise to Elena, but also to find out what was going on in that city!
He refused to believe that this damn bastard could be harder to kill than Gary!

Whether you're a fragile flower under the golden tree or a witch pierced by thorns in legend, I, Lu... will be spared for now! The troubles in this wretched place are just one after another, it seems endless, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)