Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

Author: Drinking Water and Salt

Summary:

As the king of the borderlands, a god who wields the Golden Law, and sits on the throne at the base of the Golden Tree, Lu Mingfei often feels regret.

Was his choice at the time truly the right one? Perhaps he could have become the Dark Moon Witch's companion and embraced the stars;

Perhaps he should have worked harder to thoroughly fix the flaws in the law, rather than hastily restoring the legal system;

Perhaps accepting the frenzied blessing from the bottom of the royal city would save that girl...

The supreme will will not allow a second Marika to appear; Lu Mingfei can only continue to grow older as the decadent era progresses, until one day...

Lu Mingfei returned to Earth, back to his youthful days when he was 18.

A strange boy carrying his dreams and the Kassel College, which claims to be dragon-slaying elites, approach him. This time, Lu Mingfei is determined to carry out his own will, to grant redemption, destruction, and destiny according to the king's will, and never again be a puppet of the gods, and never allow needless sacrifices and tragedies.

Chapter 1 Return

The fallen leaves carry a message: beyond the fog, at the border of our homeland, the Faded One has become the King of Elden.

Beneath the towering golden tree lies the throne of the Borderlands, the residence of the King of Elden. A century has passed since the Faded Ones repaired the Elden Ring, marking the beginning of an era of decline.

Lu Mingfei sat on his throne, often sleeping. The bloody battles deep in his memory gradually faded away, with only a few faces occasionally flashing in the darkness of his dreams, stirring the king's thoughts.

In the borderlands, once ravaged by war and on the verge of destruction, the Faded One, who slaughtered demigods and plundered fragments of the law, became a shadow in memory, just like the timid high school student at the beginning.

He is now the agent of the supreme will, the deity of the golden law, the king of the borderlands, and the strongest warrior. Or rather, a puppet of the supreme will, no different from the golden tree and beast that first descended from the sky.

Did Marika, the goddess who once shattered the Golden Law, also think so?

Throughout his long years on the throne, Lu Mingfei pondered this question countless times: Was his choice back then truly the right one? Perhaps he could have become the Dark Moon Witch's companion, embracing the stars; perhaps he should have strived harder to thoroughly repair the flaws in the law, instead of hastily restoring the Ring of Law; perhaps he could have accepted the mad blessing from the bottom of the royal city to save that girl...

He has no chance. He has the Golden Law, which is deeply ingrained in his body, and the Supreme Will will not allow a second Marika to appear.

......

The city's evening breeze carried the sweet scent of pineapples, blowing through the boy's short, dark hair. His slowly opening eyes reflected the city lights.

More than a hundred years ago, Lu Mingfei sat on the edge of the rooftop, admiring the night view of the southern town. In the blink of an eye, he found himself in a dim and gloomy church. Inside the church, against the wall, lay the corpse of a witch. Bloodstained words were carved on the ground, glowing faintly: Even though the guidance has long been broken, please become the King of Elden.

That was the beginning of a legendary story.

I haven't had a dream like this in a long time since I started afresh at the Rose Church.

Traffic surged on the overpass, and the lights converged into a rapidly advancing stream of light.

He tried to concentrate, wanting to escape this somewhat unfamiliar dream, and then his expression changed; he lowered his head and stared at his hands.

After a moment's perception, he realized this wasn't a dream. He had been to the dream world before and even killed the dead dragon that guarded his best friend. He could tell that this was reality, a place that someone had longed to return to countless years ago—Earth.

After more than a hundred years, have we become ordinary people again?

Lu Mingfei inexplicably revealed a slight smile.

Will the supreme will that truly holds sway over everything be troubled by the absence of the king? Even in the slightest? It's truly something to look forward to.

He stood up at the edge of the rooftop, opened his arms as if embracing something—the city's evening breeze, a belated longing, or the freedom to break free from the shackles of the gods.

"Brother," someone said softly.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei also opened his eyes with a frown, his golden pupils swirling with a molten light.

Upon carefully sensing this body, he immediately realized that it was no ordinary being, but rather contained a power akin to that of a furnace. The original god of the borderlands was the furnace, and the original lives were intertwined. It was later beings who separated them, and the Golden Law was that later being, a power sent by the supreme will through the stars—the seed and the beast. The seed grew into a golden tree that almost blotted out the sky, and the beast was the Elden Beast that dwelled at the base of the golden tree.

Therefore, the Hundred Forms of the Furnace is more primitive and closer to the origin of life. Now he feels that the boiling power in his body and blood is a similar existence.

The world on Earth is not simple either.

"Exchange?" the boy's voice rang out from the side.

The surrounding light suddenly turned cold, the evening breeze on the rooftop disappeared, and it seemed as if a tranquil realm had opened up, where time stood still, and the things of the world were shrouded in a misty, flowing shadow.

Lu Mingfei turned his head.

A little boy dressed in a black evening suit sat down next to him. He was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His innocent appearance was like that of a delicate porcelain doll, and his eyes were dazzling gold.

Dream?

Lu Mingfei immediately realized that he was in the realm of a dream, and the master of the realm was the child in front of him.

"Exchange?" The boy ignored Lu Mingfei's wary expression and repeated the strange question softly.

“I have nothing to offer in return.” Lu Mingfei’s gaze lingered on the boy, then he lightly leaped backward, landing on the ground from the rooftop railing.

Its existence is unknown, and it possesses a domain...

Lu Mingfei estimated his chances of winning.

He was unfamiliar with the power within his body, and he had no suitable weapon in hand. All he could rely on was the memory of battle, those combat skills honed in countless life-and-death situations, and those skills he had used to slay demigods and gods.

The boy continued to gaze at the city under the night sky, his profile veiled in a soft glow.

"Brother, this time, you really seem different."

After speaking, the lithe child stood up, turned around, and his golden eyes suddenly shone brightly like flames.

Lu Mingfei felt a powerful aura rushing towards him, and immediately lowered his center of gravity, steadied himself, and prepared to meet the attack. The expected attack did not come; instead, he felt a tearing, flashing pain in his head, as if he were forcibly awakened from a deep sleep. At the same time, the sounds and light of reality shattered his dream like stones thrown into water.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, the sweet scent of pineapple wafted into my dreams, and the hustle and bustle of the city once again became the background noise of the night.

Lu Mingfei looked at where the boy was standing; the place was empty.

He abandoned his fighting stance, pondered for a moment, looked at the city lights that met the horizon in the distance, his eyes regained their calm, and his blazing golden pupils went out.

The power of the furnace, the child who controls dreams...

This is more gratifying than returning to a peaceful era for ordinary people; extraordinary power means an extraordinary world. He is no longer the boy who wandered like a ghost in the Rose Chapel. The throne of the King of Elden was forged on the corpses of countless enemies. In the long years after the restoration of the Ring of Law, he had suppressed his emotions for far too long.

He was a warrior, a warrior with deep-seated remorse. If he couldn't die in battle, couldn't roar and vent his anger at his enemies, the flames in his heart would only consume him. How could he not be happy to return to such a world than to become a skeleton and puppet on a throne? He hoped that this world also had a few demigods to slay, and preferably a supreme, all-powerful god as the final enemy.

Faces flashed through his mind: people he could or might have saved, who died because of his drifting and confusion, in a world of chaos caused by flawed laws. This was the shadow in the heart of Marika's successor, the high and mighty King of Elden, and the fuse that would sooner or later ignite a second rebellion of the gods against their supreme will.

This time, he was determined to carry out his will, to grant redemption, destruction, and destiny according to the king's will, and he would not allow any needless sacrifices or tragedies, at least he could not accept the ending where he alone survived.

In the distance of the city, shadowy figures whispered among themselves at the windows of tall buildings.

"He awakened his dragon blood on his own."

"strangeness."

"He's a monster. Look, he deliberately extinguished his golden eyes. Such adaptability is like that of a pure-blooded dragon mixed in with humans."

What do we do?

"What's the use of doing nothing, even if he really is a pure-blooded dragon awakening? The script has already been written."

"Hmph..."

The conversation ended with a cold laugh.

Chapter 2 Undercurrents

Lu Mingfei's aunt, uncle, and cousin Lu Mingze all looked at Lu Mingfei, who was "unleashing his beastly nature," with a mixture of disgust and fear.

Lu Mingfei sat demurely at the dining table, his hands moving constantly as he fed himself with food and rice.

His aunt had already eaten the rice she had made for four or five people. Now, a second batch was cooking in the rice cooker. Seeing how he was eating, his aunt hesitated and added two more cups of rice.

She disliked her adopted nephew who was staying at her house, but she wouldn't skimp on his meals. However... Lu Mingfei had already finished a meal for three or four people without batting an eye; his personality had completely changed, which was frightening.

None of the three family members dared to utter a sound.

Finally, under his wife's glare that seemed to be spitting fire, the uncle coughed twice and cautiously asked, "Mingfei, I know the pressure of the college entrance exam is immense. If you have any anxieties, just tell us. Your uncle and aunt will definitely help you. Please don't hurt yourself; your health is the most precious thing..."

In their eyes, Lu Mingfei eating so much food at once was undoubtedly an act of self-harm.

Lu Mingfei stopped eating and glanced at the family of three who had somehow moved to sit opposite him. They had initially been sitting around the table, all three looking somewhat tense, though in different ways. His aunt stared at his rice bowl, still somewhat shaken; his uncle wore a forced smile, like an amateur psychologist, probably imitating a character from a TV drama; and Lu Mingze looked impatient and disgusted.

"Auntie's cooking is delicious." Lu Mingfei said apologetically, as if he had accidentally startled the family.

Grains selected based on texture and flavor are cooked to perfection using sophisticated electrical appliances that increase pressure, resulting in plump, soft, and sweet grains. In this war-torn border region, this was a luxury even the nobility couldn't imagine.

In Lu Mingfei's view, if supernatural powers clash, mortals will inevitably live in misery or even despair.

Thus, even with the existence of a furnace-like power, Earth and the boundary are different; the surface of the mortal world here maintains a certain unspoken peace.

"I'm done eating." Lu Mingfei stood up, returned to the room he shared with Lu Mingze, and closed the door.

The family of three whispered among themselves through the door.

"Ming Fei's mental state is definitely not right!"

"It must be from watching those foreign films. Look at the way he eats, he's like he's possessed. Mingze is much more ambitious, has a refined taste, and enjoys literature that inspires goodness."

"Mom, I don't want to live with Lu Mingfei. He's a bit scary."

"It's okay, you can go live next door. Just hang in there for another two months. Remember not to say anything that might upset him when you go in to get your pillows and blankets."

......

Lu Mingfei had extremely sensitive hearing. He didn't care about the suspicions from next door, sat down at the computer, opened the search engine, and entered the keyword: golden pupils.

"A picture of golden eyes."

Have you really seen all 6 of the rarest eye colors?

"The three rarest eye colors in humans: especially the last one, which, to date..."

What hair color goes best with gold contact lenses?

......

Lu Mingfei carefully browsed the information online but couldn't find any truly relevant entries. The pictures and videos were mostly characters from anime and games.

Either the extraordinary powers in this world are so scarce that they cannot cause any disturbance, or some force is covering up the surface of the online world. This force may be acting out of goodwill or malice, and the peace in the real world may be deliberately maintained by this organization.

No, it doesn't necessarily have to be an organization.

Lu Mingfei recalled the forces and leaders at the border: the Great Blessing where the Faded Ones gathered, the Dark Moon Witch who wanted to break free from the shackles of her divine identity, the Blood King who worshipped the Invisible Mother, and the last king, Mongot, who wanted to protect the Golden Dynasty... The dark side of this world may also harbor forces with different ideologies; they are merely maintaining a balance and a hidden consensus.

Lu Mingfei opened an online forum and typed in the title: Shocking! Human eyes can actually turn golden! He seems to be a superhuman!