Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 229 The Brilliant Sun
“Alright, excellent A-level preparatory student,” he stood up, “to celebrate you getting on the good side of an S-level student ahead of time, and also to calm me down, what do you want to eat tonight? It’s on me.”

Since we can't see through it yet, let's observe it for now.

Right now, filling our stomachs is the top priority.

Xia Mi immediately cheered:

"Yay! I want the most expensive one!"

Later, when Lu Mingfei recalled that warm evening in the sunlight, he felt that they hadn't done anything meaningful. Cruise ships came and went on the Chicago River, and they sat in an upscale restaurant on the riverbank. Lu Mingfei complained that Xia Mi had ordered too much food, while Xia Mi patted her chest without any change in her posture and said that she would definitely be able to finish it.

Sometimes Xia Mi tells lame jokes, and sometimes Lu Mingfei explains the division of power within the academy to Xia Mi.

This sounds like such a waste of life.

But you always wish those afternoons could be longer, more frequent, and never end.
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hotel room.

The sound of running water came from next door; Xia Mi was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Lu Mingfei idly played with "Xiaolian," the invisible blade flashing and twisting the air as his dragon bloodline activated.

If other hybrids saw this scene, they would surely criticize Lu Mingfei for "wasting a precious resource," because every alchemical weapon in existence is unique, and most of the manufacturing techniques have been lost, or were simply made by dragons.

However, Lu Mingfei didn't care. He had a whole arsenal of such "toys," such as the fluid sword that could extend and retract freely, and the greatsword with super combat skills.
His gaze would occasionally drift toward the frosted glass door.

The sound of water pattering could be heard, and a blurry, slender figure could be vaguely seen swaying.

Lu Mingfei immediately looked away somewhat awkwardly, forcing himself to stare at the patterns on the ceiling. His fingers unconsciously caressed the hilt of Xiaolian's sword, causing the blade to flicker.

A man and a woman, alone together in a room, one of them taking a shower...

This scene is so suggestive, it's easy to let your imagination run wild.

Lu Mingfei suppressed his thoughts, sighed almost imperceptibly, and steered the conversation toward serious matters.

For example, Nibelungen, alchemy, and this strange A-level preparatory student beside me.

The longer Lu Mingfei spent with her, the clearer the special aura emanating from the girl became; it felt as if it were etched into his very blood.

Xia Mi... her liveliness and innocence are like a flawless layer of sugar coating.

But what lies beneath the sugar coating?
Is this really just a coincidence?

Lu Mingfei is not a naive newcomer to society; he is a knight forged in blood and fire, always more suspicious than modern people and more acute in his perception of danger.

However, her A-grade bloodline rating is beyond doubt, and Norma's records cannot be faked.

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes.

let it go.

Even if it's a sugar-coated bullet, once Lu Mingfei swallows it, he will definitely not have the chance to cause a ruckus.

He was a highly skilled Dragon Eater who had already swallowed eight Dragon Hearts. The dragon blood and Dragon Eater power flowing through his body had completely intertwined and fused together, roaring in his blood vessels at all times.

If someone of high bloodline were to use a powerful incantation like "Bloodline Jigsaw" to observe him closely, they would find that even in an academy teeming with mixed-blood individuals, Lu Mingfei is like a blazing sun, a monster in human skin walking among sheep.

Unfortunately, the Bloodline Jieluo is merely a low-level Word of Power. Most of the hybrids who possess it cannot even look Lu Mingfei in the eye. The moment they come into contact with his oppressive aura, the Word of Power's domain completely collapses. It's like trying to look at the sun through a telescope—it only blinds you and serves no other purpose.

Lu Mingfei's thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of his phone.

It's Norma.

Lu Mingfei walked to the window and answered the phone.

“Ricardo M. Lu, please speak.”

“Commissioner Lu Mingfei,” Norma’s voice came through, “an urgent mission is assigned to you. Xia Mi, a preparatory student near your location, is stranded in Chicago due to a railroad strike, which has prevented her freshman orientation from being completed on time. The college has assigned you, as an S-class commissioner, to temporarily serve as her freshman orientation commissioner. Before arriving at the college, you must ensure that she understands and abides by the basic provisions of the Kassel College Code of Conduct, especially the confidentiality clauses.”

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then subconsciously glanced back at the bathroom.

"The mission... I accept it."

He answered, but a slight doubt crept into his mind.

“Furthermore,” Norma’s voice continued, “Principal Professor Angers is currently en route to Chicago. He asked me to convey to you that he has a ‘small, private request’ that he hopes to obtain with your help, and he says the compensation will be satisfactory.”

Lu Mingfei raised an eyebrow.

An Angers “private commission”? That doesn’t sound like an easy thing.

Norma's voice continued, giving the next instructions:
"The principal wishes to meet with you. Please wait in the lobby of your hotel at noon tomorrow. He will arrive on time."

The call ended, and the phone screen went dark.

Lu Mingfei held his phone, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the cold screen.

As the Chicago city lights began to twinkle outside the window, their brilliance was reflected in his dark pupils.

He turned around, and just then the bathroom door opened. Xia Mi came out wrapped in a bathrobe, drying her long hair.

Amidst the rising steam, the girl's cheeks flushed, and her eyes were clear.

"Junior sister, it seems that your leisurely vacation is coming to an end for the time being."

Lu Mingfei waved his phone in his hand:
"We've got a job. The executive department just issued an order: I'll be in charge of your freshman orientation."

Xia Mi paused in her hair-drying motion, her lips immediately pouting so wide they could hold an oil bottle:
"Huh? Now? No way, senior! Today I was rushing to catch a plane, got stuck at the station, ate such a big meal tonight, and stood by the river in the wind for so long. I'm so tired! My head is spinning, and I can't remember anything I'm learning now!"

As she spoke, she rubbed her temples, trying to appear frail and delicate.

Lu Mingfei was stunned, not expecting her to refuse so decisively and confidently.

Junior sister, you're an A-grade hybrid! You could go three days and three nights without sleep and be fine, right? How could you possibly get tired over something so trivial? At least come up with a decent reason!
He subconsciously explained:
"Not immediately, but it's best to do it as soon as possible. Also, I have a personal assignment from the principal tomorrow afternoon, so time might be a bit tight..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Mi let out an exaggerated "Sigh—", let out a long sigh, draped the towel over her shoulder, and looked at Lu Mingfei with a mixture of sympathy and reproach:

"Sigh! Senior brother is indeed an S-class who is extremely busy. He can't even squeeze out time to give poor junior sister orientation. His schedule is fuller than that of the President of the United States!"

(End of this chapter)