Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 372 Unless He's a shut-in

"So," Lu Mingfei asked, wiping his dirty hands, "was it mainly because of the Japanese branch? Or is our Kassel College also going to enter the world of anime and manga?"

His relationship with Angers is now maintained at a very delicate yet intimate level; they are collaborators and protectors, more like friends than teachers and students.

"of course not."

Angers gracefully set down his teacup:

"We are about to engage in a fierce battle with the Dragon Clan, one that could even affect the entire world. Naturally, we must seek out all possible allies or eliminate all unstable factors before the battle."

"The Japan branch?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

He really couldn't understand what kind of hidden dangers a small island nation could have. The population there was limited, there were few hybrids, and even fewer Deadpools and dragons. Moreover, it was extremely unstable, practically collapsing at the slightest tremor. Even the King of Earth and Mountains probably wouldn't want to settle down in such a place.

Unless he's a shut-in.

“Mingfei,” Angers’ voice was calm, with a kind of elder’s admonition, “Don’t underestimate the Japanese branch. There’s a saying in China, ‘Never underestimate the heroes of the world.’”

Despite the Secret Society's centuries-long rule over the hybrid world, the dragon ruins around the world and the small hybrid organizations hidden in the shadows of history still frequently cause us heavy losses...

We have many precedents in this regard; the most recent major loss occurred just ten years ago.

Lu Mingfei composed himself, his overly casual expression vanishing, but he remained sprawled on the sofa as if he had no bones.

"I understand, please say so."

Angers continued, his tone calm yet his words clear:

"The number of mixed-race individuals in Japan has always remained at a fairly high level. The local mixed-race population is dominated by eight families, collectively known as the 'Snake-Headed Eight Families,' which are known for producing A-grade mixed-race individuals. Of course, in contrast, there are also many who have gone out of control and degenerated."

Lu Mingfei began to sense something was amiss, his brows furrowing slightly. A high proportion of mixed-race individuals, a high number of A-grade individuals, a high rate of loss of control... this didn't sound like a safe place.

Angers watched the subtle changes in his expression, his golden eyes gleaming, and slowly uttered the term that was enough to cause a huge upheaval in the world of hybrids:

"And among them, the strongest of all time is known as—'Emperor'."

He paused, then added, word by word:
"That is... a super S-class hybrid that can consistently surpass the critical bloodline limit and stand above S-class."

"Super S-class?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly sat up.

"You mean that Genjiro from just now?"

“I have indeed had such speculations,” Angers said casually, “but I have never been certain. The Japanese branch is merely an ally of the Secret Society, and we have no right to investigate their lineage.”

Only today can I be certain that he is the 'emperor' of this generation.

"You mean... they can consistently produce these super hybrids, generation after generation?"

Lu Mingfei frowned, his fingers unconsciously tapping the sofa armrest as his mind raced. "This doesn't conform to the genetic laws of the dragon race. The stronger the bloodline, the easier it is to go out of control—that's an ironclad rule. Unless…" He suddenly looked up, a sharp glint in his eyes, as if piercing through the fog:

"Unless their spirits are inherently stronger than those of other hybrids! Strong enough to suppress, or rather... control that raging 'Dragon Heart' and prevent it from spiraling out of control and falling into depravity!"

This conclusion startled even him.

Powerful strength is not uncommon; what is rare is the mind that can perfectly control that power. This is precisely why hybrids have strived generation after generation to control and reject dangerous bloodlines.

“Wait…” Lu Mingfei seemed to have grasped something crucial, and his speech quickened, “A powerful spirit… stable inheritance… a high proportion of hybrids… and, ‘Emperor’…”

A flash of inspiration seemed to strike him, connecting a series of clues.

“I understand!” Lu Mingfei suddenly looked at Angers, “Bloodline of the White King!”

Angers clapped lightly, the crisp sound particularly clear in the quiet office.

His face wore an undisguised smile of admiration.

“Excellent! Mingfei, you are a descendant of the White King!” Angers’ voice was filled with satisfaction. “You are indeed very intelligent, with a clear mind and keen intuition. What you have always lacked is only a little confidence and the necessary…effort.”

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the campus, his back view appearing somewhat aloof.

"The White King, the most powerful dragon king under the Black King Nidhogg, is the monarch who controls the 'spiritual' element."

Her bloodline inherently possesses a mental strength far more resilient and powerful than that of ordinary hybrids. But this is still not enough for them to break through the critical bloodline limit.

He slowly turned around, his golden eyes burning in the dim light.

“Over the years, I have tacitly allowed the Japanese branch to maintain a high degree of autonomy, turning a blind eye to their secrets about bloodlines,” Angers’ voice lowered, carrying a strong sense of authority. “On the one hand, it is certainly out of respect for our allies and historical ties, but on the other hand… isn’t it also to lower their guard, hoping to observe, study, and even… find the secret of how the ‘Emperor’ can break through the critical bloodline limit without losing control in their relatively ‘natural’ state?”

He shrugged, making a gesture that was both somewhat helpless and cold:

"Unfortunately, the Snake Clan has kept their secrets too well. For decades, we have obtained very little useful information. They seem quite content with their secluded corner of the world, guarding the secrets of that island nation."

Angers walked back to his desk, placed his hands on the surface, leaned forward, and fixed his gaze on Lu Mingfei with an almost tangible intensity. His gentle, gentlemanly facade completely vanished, revealing the core of avenger and strategist within him:

“But now, Mingfei, times have changed. The Dragon Kings have awakened one after another, and Odin’s shadow lingers in the dark. The enemies we face are more powerful and unpredictable than ever before. We no longer have time to continue this lukewarm probing and waiting.”

His voice was resolute, carrying the power of a final decision:

"So, my patience... has run out."

Lu Mingfei looked at Angers, whose aura was completely different from his own, paused for a moment, and then asked:

"What do you need me to do?"

Angers returned to his seat, picked up the slightly cooled cup of Pu'er tea again, and spoke with his previous calm tone, but the content was anything but lighthearted:
"I would like to invite you to visit Japan."

Lu Mingfei, who had been tense because of the heavy topic, suddenly had his eyes light up like a light bulb that had been turned on, and his whole body straightened up as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

(End of this chapter)