Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 32 Slaying the Dragon!

In an instant, Lu Mingfei, who was no longer the innocent girl he once was, understood many things.

Why is Constantine wandering around the campus calling for his brother? Why does he encounter Donald at the academy? Why is Norton so furious?
It turns out he was always the Dragon King.

It turns out they had a blood feud.

They killed his brother.

That friend in Chicago who ate cheap hot dogs, complained about life, and shared StarCraft tactics with him—the good partner he thought he could fight alongside in the virtual world.
It turns out that he had already been swallowed up by this cruel fate, and had become the Dragon King before him, who brought destruction and had to be killed.

Sadness clung to his limbs and bones, threatening to drag him into an endless abyss.

But the next second, a deeper, sharper pain tore through the grief.

It's anger! It's anger at this damned fate! It's anger at the beings who turned Old Tang into this state! And even more so, it's anger at the fact that he must now raise the butcher's knife!
The shrill roar of "rage" intensified once more, as if sensing the surging desires within its master. Fueled by sorrow and fury, the Dragon's Flame burned even more fiercely and wildly!
No hesitation! There is no turning back!
Norton descended at incredible speed, his massive shadow soon disappearing into the depths. Once he escaped into the Bronze City and regained his power, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The people on the ship—Nono, Zero, and himself—all of them will become sacrifices to His wrath!
The gold in Lu Mingfei's eyes solidified rapidly amidst extreme sorrow and despair.

His eyes no longer flickered; only calm remained.

A kind of cruel calm.

The power of the storm was violently gathering and compressing behind us.

He abandoned all fancy combat skills and the Dragon Offering prayers.

He poured all his essence—the power of the storm, the power of the dragon, and the last strength squeezed from his broken heart, filled with sorrow and anger—into the simplest of movements.

His body shot out like an arrow on a bowstring, tearing through the water curtain, with unwavering determination, chasing after the disappearing dragon shadow!

Speed! Speed ​​beyond the limits!

He caught up with the diving dragon head, staring directly at the iron-gray figure and those furious golden vertical pupils.

This time, Lu Mingfei saw things clearly.

Deep within those eyes, in that inhuman majesty, there was nothing belonging to "Old Tang," only the pure, destructive will of the Dragon King.

The last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.

Lu Mingfei's face twitched slightly, in pain.

There was no roar, no howl. Only a heavy, resolute determination, as if all the strength of a lifetime had been exhausted.

He raised his hands high in "rage," the tip of the knife pointing downwards, aimed at the center of Norton's massive head.

then.

He stabbed her.

The movements were clean and crisp, carrying an almost ritualistic precision and...an indescribable sorrow.

puff.

The voice is very soft.

It felt like a heated knife cutting into butter.

The blade pierced through His head without any resistance, all the way to the chest of the iron-gray figure inside, completely penetrating from front to back.

The "alchemy domain" on the blade was operating wildly at this moment, reaching its peak!

Time stood still at this moment.

Norton's massive dragon body suddenly stiffened, and all his movements stopped instantly.

In those golden eyes, the light flickered and swayed like a candle in the wind, then went out completely. The enormous eyelids, covered in bronze scales, slowly and heavily closed.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no final lament.

Only Lu Mingfei, gripping the hilt of his sword, hovered before the enormous dragon head.

Scalding dragon blood gushed out along the blade, flowing down his scaled arms and dripping into the boiling, blood-red river.

A drop of warm liquid slid down from the corner of Lu Mingfei's eye, which was covered in black scales, and silently disappeared into the river water stained red with Norton's blood.

He won.

He killed the Dragon King.

He killed... Old Tang.

Immense exhaustion and a deep-seated sorrow overwhelmed him instantly, like a tidal wave.
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In the white bone china cup is Darjeeling No. 2 black tea with a golden sheen, and in the small bone china dish next to it are muffins sprinkled with rose syrup, exuding a sweet aroma.

Kassel College, Principal's Office. Separated by a large, weathered mahogany desk, Lu Mingfei and Principal Angers sat facing each other.

Being invited to afternoon tea by the principal is an honor that Kassel College envied even more than a scholarship.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei's condition was really not good.

The battle with Dragon King Norton left him with almost no healthy flesh on his body. After the cheat code given to him by Lu Mingze was removed, he was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

Despite having rested for a week, his crisp school uniform was still wrapped in bandages, making him look like a pharaoh who had escaped from some pyramid.

Under the principal's invitation, his shifty eyes darted around, making him look like a country bumpkin who had just arrived in the city.

"You like my office?" The principal asked with a smug look.

"Hmm." Lu Mingfei nodded and took a sip of Darjeeling tea.

Good tea.

However, that was all the evaluation he could offer that far.
The principal pushed an envelope with his mentor Guderian's cursive signature onto the table.

"First semester GPA 4.0, official transcript. Congratulations, very few people in history have gotten a perfect score in the internship course at Kassel College."

Internship course?
Ha, right, Lu Mingfei had almost forgotten about this matter after staying in the border area for so long.

Images flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind: hunting demi-humans on Nymgford Beach, dealing with the Grik soldiers in the ruins of the checkpoint, slaying the dragon Agil in the lake, and fighting to the death with the ominous demon at the entrance of Stoneville.

Those experiences, in a sense, could be considered a kind of internship?
The principal took a sip of tea.

“You’ve really caught a ‘good opportunity’ this time. However, you still need to finish your internship paper. I’ve suggested a title for you: ‘A Brief Analysis of the Four Dragon Lords’.”

"That sounds incredibly cultured."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head subconsciously.

He came to Kassel and barely attended any classes. The first day of school was "Freedom Day," followed by "Dragon Invasion," and then "Project Bronze" followed closely behind.
"No need for academics. Your experience itself proves two key points. First, the 'Four Sovereigns' mentioned in the Fragments of the Ice Sea are real; they are the first generation of offspring personally bred by the Black King Nidhogg. Second, 'twins sit on the throne'—the Bronze and Fire Kings are brothers. This is an earth-shattering discovery, but unfortunately, it cannot be made public."

His tone carried a hint of scholarly regret.

"How could it decipher so much information?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"At that moment, all I was thinking about was how to survive."

(End of this chapter)