Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

"Three more minutes until the betting closes! Those who haven't placed their bets yet, please place them immediately. All bets must be deposited into my account by tomorrow, the day before Freedom, for me to manage. Otherwise, they will be considered invalid." Fingel was curled up on the sofa in the activity room of Dormitory 1, holding his laptop, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

A dozen or so students stood around him, their expressions serious, their eyes glued to the screen.

Some people were responsible for keeping track of the time, while others operated the remittance accounts. Everyone's actions proceeded in an orderly manner as time progressed second by second.

Chapter 43 A Moment

Fingel's plan worked, but in the end, six people wired a huge sum of nearly $10000, betting on Lu Mingfei. Fingel knew five of them: Executive Department Specialist Ye Sheng, Jiu Deyaji, Professor Manstein, Guderian, and Schneider.

The sixth person's ID is "Mountain Mist," and judging from the account registration time, it's a new account. The remittance is also the only one with both whole and fractional amounts.

Finger used his privileges to do a quick check and found that he was a recently emerged fan of Lu Mingfei, who was patrolling the discussion forum intensively. In every post, you could see him arguing with people who were defaming Lu Mingfei.

"Mountain Mist" is another name for photinia, which is the national flower of Norway and symbolizes loneliness.

Fingel didn't think much of it; he knew full well that the true essence of manipulating the news was never about guiding everyone, but about filtering and inducing the majority. In this respect, he was undoubtedly successful.

Next, all we need to do is wait for Lu Mingfei to beat up the student council and the Lionheart Society the next day.

"Boss, although we all believe in your investment acumen, is Lu Mingfei really that good? If he really did it, wouldn't that mean that the education at Kassel College is a failure?" A short-haired boy with a mustache, thick-rimmed glasses, and slightly dark skin adjusted his glasses and asked calmly.

“No, that only proves the success of Kassel College’s educational philosophy, because an unprecedented genius has been born, which is exactly what the college wants now.” Fingel shook his head.

The boy nodded, seemingly lost in thought, "Such a high rate of return is exactly what we want."

Everyone smiled upon hearing this, satisfied with the generous reward of the bet.

......

In the early morning, as the clock hands aligned, the arrival of the hour ignited the quiet atmosphere.

Guns of all types roared and spewed flames, with dense bullets shooting out from every window of the building, weaving together to cover the enemy's hiding place with firepower, trying to deplete the enemy's first wave of manpower.

Once the gunfire subsided, both sides began sending out small teams to advance towards the building opposite.

Behind the squad came another round of intense suppressive fire. Several P-90 rifles spewed out cone-shaped plumes of blue smoke, their gunfire ringing out in a continuous line. This submachine gun, developed by the Belgian company Herstal, uses high-velocity 5.7mm bullets. Its heavy magazine can hold 50 rounds, giving it a high rate of fire of 14 rounds per second. The 5.7×28mm ammunition can easily penetrate bulletproof vests with level three, four, or even five protection capabilities, and its power remains considerable even when using Friga bullets.

But the skirmish between the squads quickly turned into a contest between the two sides' snipers.

Between the student council and the Lionheart Club was a parking lot with almost no obstacles, making it an ideal place for snipers to kill people as easily as roll call.

After several waves of attacks were thwarted, both sides returned to the phase of exchanging fire. The command post was in chaos, with noisy and highly jammed radios, as both sides were interfering with each other's frequencies.

Just then, a strange report came from the top floor of the Lionheart building.

"Lu Mingfei spotted! Lu Mingfei spotted! Holy crap, is this for real... He can use Word of Power!!!" The next second, the communication fell silent, as if the team member had lost the ability to move.

Chu Zihang, who was stationed in the middle floor, picked up the Murasame sword beside him and immediately got up to go to the top floor, but was stopped by Lancelot, the vice president of the Lionheart Society. "I'll go. You are the ace and should face Caesar."

Chu Zihang nodded.

They all underestimated Lu Mingfei. They thought he would hide and reap the benefits, but he struck right at the start of the battle. The Night Watchers' discussion forum was full of false information spread by Fingel; that guy bet tens of thousands of dollars on Lu Mingfei at the last minute.

Lu Mingfei is not without Word Power at all; rather, he possesses a special Word Power that can be used within the Word Power: Commandments. Or perhaps the vice principal pardoned him within the domain.

If he is Angers' illegitimate son, then the vice principal would be his godfather by seniority!

Fingel must know all of this perfectly well.

Lancelot is a third-year French student who was originally a candidate for president of the Lionheart Society, but Chu Zihang's appearance impressed both the old president and this French man.

He donned full gear, followed by several assault team members, and crept towards the top floor in a forward-backward formation.

During this time, everyone at the top remained silent in the channel, indicating that they had all been wiped out.

Lancelot, gun in hand, cautiously peeked out from the top-floor staircase, coordinating with his teammates to cover all attack positions with their guns.

The building had only one staircase, yet Lu Mingfei did not choose to launch the attack from the best vantage point.

Lancelot's squad easily occupied half of the top floor space, silently advancing and encircling the enemy while searching. Along the way, they could see many "corpses" of top-floor members, all hit by Friga's bullets, lying haphazardly in their firing positions, seemingly with almost no struggle—a completely one-sided massacre.

The good news is that Lu Mingfei's Word of Power is not highly dangerous. The damage in the rooms was mainly caused by firearms, and most of it was caused by Lionheart members unconsciously pulling the trigger before they lost consciousness.

When they reached the last room, Lancelot signaled to stop. Two team members took turns using batters on either side of the door, while the rest were divided into guard positions and assault positions to ensure that no one was knocked down at the same time.

With a heavy thud from the ram, the wooden door latch snapped off, and the door opened with a bang.

The three assault team members quickly rolled in, steadied themselves, knelt on one knee, raised their guns, and aimed at all corners of the room.

"Vice President, Lu Mingfei is not here."

Everyone entered the room, and apart from a sniper lying by the window, they did not find Lu Mingfei.

Lancelot, as the commander, frowned, realizing he had overlooked something.

Top floor!

This wasn't the actual top floor; there was a bare roof above it, but there was no cover there, and even Lionheart snipers couldn't guarantee their survival, so he hadn't considered that at all.

"Go to the top floor!"

Lancelot gave the order.

He wasn't alarmed; if Lu Mingfei chose to go to the top floor, he would only be courting death.

They returned to the stairwell, where the remaining guards reported that they had not found Lu Mingfei, further confirming that Lu Mingfei had not come downstairs but had instead chosen to become a trapped beast.

Lancelot threw a smoke grenade towards the top-floor staircase exit. The explosion occurred outside the exit, creating a cloud of smoke that transformed the defensive line of fire from the narrow exit into a circular area.

Lionheart members simultaneously emerged from all directions of the smoke.

This time, they were met with a counterattack. The dense gunfire was almost concentrated into a single point, the bullets piercing through the smoke and accurately hitting most of the team members. But Lancelot rolled away to avoid the fatal attack, raised his hand and fired a shot, pointing directly at the direction of Lu Mingfei's gunfire. He had been trained to shoot blindfolded in the direction of the sound.

The game is over. Even a dragon can't dodge the speed of bullets.

But the next second, he learned what Lu Mingfei's Word of Power was.

Lu Mingfei fired an assault rifle in one hand and a longsword in the other. He raised his sword and cleaved the bullet in two, the Friga bullet exploding into a crimson cloud of smoke on the blade.

"It's a fleeting moment!"

Lancelot shouted into the console before being finished off.

Chapter 44 Sniper

Words of Power: Moment

The Incantation of Extreme Speed, the lower rank of Incantation of Time Zero and also its only mortal enemy, can exponentially increase the caster's own speed, with the acceleration effect increasing in multiples of 2. The initial stage of Incantation of Extreme Speed ​​can only increase speed by 2 times, the second stage by 4 times, the third stage by 8 times, the fourth stage by 16 times... and the seventh stage of Incantation of Extreme Speed ​​can break through to 128 times.

Lu Mingfei did not use the Word of Power; he achieved the instantaneous effect purely through his physical reaction and strength.

After defeating Lancelot's squad, he looked up at the sky.

Small black dots first appeared in the sky, trailing arcs of smoke. As they drew closer, it became clear that they were a cluster of bullets the size of buckets, covering the frontal battlefield. Under the precise control of a certain operator, they exploded at different altitudes.

A white cloud of smoke billowed out, cascading down like a waterfall, instantly obscuring the two buildings and the parking lot.

At the student council command center, Caesar's staff immediately recognized the "smoke screen shells" launched by mechanical smoke generators. These large smoke screen munitions are usually released by division and brigade-level units and can form a smoke screen that stretches for several kilometers and reaches a height of hundreds of meters, providing overall cover for troop assembly areas and important bases.

"Considering the weather, wind direction, and any modifications the equipment department may have made, this smoke could linger in this narrow area between buildings for up to ten minutes!"

Everyone understood that the only security equipment controlled by Norma could carry out such an operation around the academy, meaning that someone had invoked weaponry far exceeding the capabilities of a student.

"Chu Zihang couldn't do that. His mentor, Schneider, wouldn't be interested in 'A Day of Freedom.' He could only be 'S' level. Is Lu Mingfei really the principal's favorite son?" The student council's senior officers were dumbfounded.

Caesar remained silent, staring intently at the monitoring screen. The view from the window had been obscured, and even the cameras in the corners of the building were gradually being affected by the white fog.

“This is our shared opportunity to end the fight in ten minutes,” he concluded.

From the moment the battle began, all the snipers deployed by the student council outside were silenced, leaving only a brief exclamation in the channel, "Lu Mingfei!"

Lu Mingfei removed their blindfolds and concealed the battlefield. No one expected that his addition alone would completely change the nature of "Freedom for a Day".

“That’s what makes it interesting. If the academy didn’t forbid it, I would also use this kind of equipment that changes the battlefield situation, like changing the map in a game.” Caesar was fully armed, carrying his two Desert Eagles and acting with the student council members.

Chu Zihang on the other side made the same judgment.

They were already struggling to break through each other's firepower, and being huddled inside the building would also affect them with the smoke seeping in through the broken windows, potentially allowing Lu Mingfei to pick them off one by one with his Word of Power: Moment.

Lu Mingfei stood on the edge of the roof, quietly looking down at the sea of ​​smoke below.

This was what he had requested from Angers. After reviewing the intelligence from the previous "One Day of Freedom," he felt that the student council's and Lionheart Society's battles, while hardcore for young students, were far from dragon slaying. According to the Kassel College's records, the war between humans and dragons relied on alchemy, substances highly toxic to dragons, and the individual combat prowess of high-bloodline hybrids. While modern technology had advanced, reports from the Executive Department indicated that encounters with dragons mostly occurred at dragon ruins or tombs, typically in skirmishes.

The scenario of both sides setting up and exchanging fire is unrealistic.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei proposed creating a fog of war to fight in environments with low visibility, just like when he, Ye Sheng, and Jiu Deyaji explored the dark and complex tunnel system in the Bronze City under the illumination of flashlights.

At this distance, swords and guns are the decisive weapons; life and death hang in the balance in an instant.

In his field of vision, both the student council and the Lionheart Society were clusters of swarming figures, almost all of them pouring out. A small number remained at the building entrances and exits, while the rest dispersed into small teams, avoiding front-to-back formations as much as possible, firing indiscriminately at the front before advancing.

The tactics used by both sides were surprisingly similar.

Lu Mingfei sheathed the Crimson Sky rifle, gripped the assault rifle, and leaped down, landing smoothly.

He was facing a four-man Lionheart squad. Upon hearing the heavy impact, the squad leader immediately opened fire without any command from him. Bullets pierced through the smoke, creating narrow passages, but only made the sounds of bullets hitting the ground and walls.

Lu Mingfei flashed to the side of the group, and the slash and bullets arrived almost simultaneously. Three people were hit by Frija's bullets and fell to the ground, leaving only the boy who fired the first shot.

Chixiao withdrew from his neck, and Lu Mingfei, disappointed, ended his life with a single shot.

This person reacted quickly, but lacked the acumen to judge and counterattack the attack. He was completely unaware that he was not being shot, but being attacked by a melee weapon at close range. He crouched down to try to reduce the chance of being hit by the bullet, almost putting his neck into Lu Mingfei's knife.

They are far inferior to Finger.

Is this the average level of students in Kassel?

The student council team opposite quickly followed the gunfire and began sporadic firing at this location, but Lu Mingfei easily dodged and disappeared back into the fog.

After the Lionheart and student council teams became intertwined, they stopped firing indiscriminately to avoid accidentally injuring friendly forces.

Small skirmishes occasionally broke out in the smoke. When two teams met, they were only a few meters apart. Shooting, charging, dodging, or passing information all required extremely fast reactions.

Even without using his Word of Power, Caesar's hearing is more acute than that of ordinary people. While he may not be able to hear a heartbeat, he can easily hear footsteps. Many times, he has killed enemies through the smoke.

"Seven squads remain. The last wave of Lionhearts used gunfire to lure and almost wiped out three of our squads. The remaining personnel reported that the East Gate has been captured." A senior student council member reported the situation in a low voice over the communication channel.

“We’re entering the Lionheart’s building. The smoke is clearing, and visibility will soon be good enough to set up guns and fire,” Caesar whispered in response. “We also have a sniper.”

On a small hill next to the two buildings, a person lay prone on the ground, her crimson student council combat uniform covered with sniper camouflage. She searched through her sniper scope for everyone except the student council members.

"Have you seen Lu Mingfei?" someone asked on the communication channel.

"I can't see the Lionheart Society, I can't see Lu Mingfei, who knows where that guy is?" the sniper muttered under his breath.