Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Elden Ring

Angers raised an eyebrow. “That’s right. I was much more surprised than you were. The Secret Society’s records of dragon slaying include accounts of fighting against the Dragon King, but I’ve never heard of capturing the Dragon King’s egg. As long as the Dragon King’s egg, core, or life box is still there, killing the Dragon King a thousand times won’t help. The first thing every Dragon King does when it awakens is to hide its egg.”

"Didn't he say anything nonsensical like 'fate' to you?" Lu Mingfei asked again.

“No.” Angers frowned and thought for a moment. “I remember every word of that conversation clearly. He then said that he would be going into a short slumber, during which he hoped I could secretly control the Wind King’s egg, and then he left. That’s all there was to my first meeting with him.”

"You didn't tell the Secret Service about this?"

Angers was silent for a while, then spoke wearily, “There is no evidence for this. If I rashly report it to the Council of Elders, the result will inevitably be that I have been mentally invaded by the Dragon King. Even if they do not take coercive measures against me, a core member of the Lionheart Society, they will still keep me away from the core of power.”

The silver-haired old man gripped the rim of the teacup, his eyes fixed on his reflection in the tea. His neatly trimmed silver hair and aged face spoke volumes about his age, yet his gaze was as fierce as that of a mature lion. "I cannot stop. Even if my spirit is affected by something of the Dragon King level, I must and will send the entire Dragon Clan to its grave!"

"How did you do it?"

“I didn’t tell anyone, but I already had my own power by then, very little. Everyone was a dragon slayer I chose, including Schneider and Nicholas. Back then, Schneider was still a strong young man, and Nicholas wasn’t an old drunkard anymore… I was afraid that the ‘Supreme’ had really invaded my mind and was using me to find the Wind King’s egg.” Angers’ tone became calm again, as if the old man who had just been like a drawn blade was just an illusion. “So I chose someone to find the Wind King’s egg for me. This person had to be strong and reliable enough. He had to carry the egg, disconnect from communication, and watch over it alone until I was sure I wasn’t controlled by the ‘Supreme’. He was an excellent young man, possessing the same Word of Power as me, and his bloodline was also the highest S-rank. His name was Chu Tianjiao.”

"Wait a minute." Lu Mingfei frowned. "Is Chu Tianjiao one of your subordinates?"

“That’s right, I only found out recently myself.” Angers said solemnly, “The ‘Supreme’ contacted me once when you were fighting the King of Earth and Mountain. He said that the current timeline has been shifted and Chu Tianjiao has been trapped somewhere as a ‘beacon’ by someone.”

"So you still don't know the details?" Lu Mingfei calmed down.

“I can’t remember many details. In the shifted timeline, I didn’t send anyone to search for the Wind King’s egg, and I didn’t know Chu Tianjiao at all.” Angers shook his head. “The only thing that’s confirmed now is that Odin has obtained the Wind King’s egg and is able to modify the timeline.”

“I will personally investigate Chu Tianjiao’s matter in a few days, and then let’s talk about your deal with ‘Supreme’,” Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice. “He gave you a big gift, but hasn’t made any demands yet.”

Angers glanced at Lu Mingfei and continued talking about his story with "Supreme," "Next is the day you are born. Supreme will appear again and for the last time. This time he told me the time and place of the awakening of the King of Bronze and Fire, and also made his first and only request: to send you to the Dragon Slayer Battlefield."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

Lu Mingze wanted to trade power and souls, so he naturally wanted to create conditions for trading, namely desperate situations and crises.

"What else did he say... about me?" Lu Mingfei asked the most crucial question.

“He said you are the only one who can end the history of the Black King’s dynasty,” Angers said slowly.

"Alright," Lu Mingfei sighed helplessly, "This is the kind of evasive talk I've been telling you. I don't think you've accepted this vague explanation, have you?"

“Of course not, but he just left.” Angers shrugged.

"Knowing this is good enough." Lu Mingfei wasn't bothered by it. Whether Lu Mingze still harbored the idea of ​​making a deal or not, it couldn't affect him. Even if it was a question deep in his soul, Melina was there to help.

Odin dragged him into dangerous illusions twice, which is enough to show that Odin had tampered with his body.

Melina was easy to understand. Deep within her soul, Lu Mingfei immediately guessed that she was likely fighting against some kind of invading force caused by Odin, from the sense of urgency she exuded when danger was approaching.

Unfortunately, he couldn't help Melina; now Melina is helping him.

“Principal Angers, I’m going to investigate Chu Tianjiao next, and there’s one more thing I’d like to ask you for a favor,” Lu Mingfei said. “I want to get all the information about the Doomsday Faction, and their possible location.”

“This is difficult. Intelligence suggests they may have created artificial Nibelungen in Siberia. Finding them is no less difficult than finding the Dragon King,” Angers smiled. “But I will do my best.”

"Do you want me to take you straight back to headquarters?" Lu Mingfei stood up.

“No need, my Sleibniz is at the international airport.” Angers declined Lu Mingfei’s offer.

The materials Lu Mingfei used to build those small teleportation portals came from an ice cellar, a fact that pained Angers to even think about.

……

Chu Zihang, holding the umbrella given to him by the butler, parted ways with Caesar at the entrance of the villa area. A convoy of luxury cars was there to pick up Caesar.

He walked along the asphalt road and saw the girl who had come to pick him up under the streetlights.

Bathed in the lamplight, the girl became the only warm hue in the winter night. Chu Zihang rarely observed a person's appearance from a sensory perspective; his way of looking at people was like an old detective looking at a suspect. But at this moment, he felt that the girl's delicate and soft profile was so fair and translucent under the lamplight that it resembled a snowflake.

Of all the millions of snowflakes in the world, only this one waited for him for so long in the rainy night and cold wind that was close to zero degrees.

Even Chu Zihang vaguely realized that this went beyond the level of a conscientious and responsible secretary.

Chapter 154

The driver opened the car door for Caesar. Through the small door, outside was a cold, rainy night, while inside was a luxurious and comfortable mobile palace.

Caesar crouched down to get in, and Percy, who was holding an umbrella behind him, handed the umbrella to the driver before following him into the spacious back seat.

"Drive," Percy whispered to the driver.

The extended luxury car started smoothly, and Caesar leaned back in his seat, remaining silent.

“Young Master, Frost has awakened the elders through a family meeting, and they wish you to go to the Pantheon immediately,” Percy reported to Caesar on this most urgent matter.

He waited outside the villa area for a long time, almost forcing his way in, because in the Gattuso family, the elders' orders were too important.

The Pantheon mentioned by the Gattuso family is not the one in Paris, but an estate outside Rome. It was originally a temple in ancient Rome. The Gattuso family bought the temple ruins and the surrounding land and rebuilt it into an exquisite estate.

The elders of the Gattuso family live in the Pantheon, and the oldest of them has lived for more than 300 years, far exceeding the upper limit of human lifespan.

They play the role of prophets and sages in family affairs, remaining aloof in ordinary times. However, whenever a major event occurs, the family's decision-makers will drive to the ancestral hall to await the instructions of these ancestors.

The most important thing right now is the awakening of the King of the Earth and the Mountains. It is not surprising that Caesar, as the heir of the family and a participant in the mission, would be summoned by the elders.

"No rush. I'm more interested in understanding what role the family played in this Beijing incident," Caesar said calmly. "Since you're in Beijing, you should know quite a bit, right?"

“Yes, I am the person in charge of this matter.” Percy sensed the coldness in Caesar’s tone and replied respectfully.

“I need to know all the details,” Caesar said softly, looking out the window.

The driver lowered the soundproof partition between the front and rear seats. As a loyal member of the family, one should be mindful when the leaders discuss secrets.

Percy told Caesar everything from Frost's orders to the personnel his family had sent, the operation, and the intelligence gathering.

Caesar had expected some twists and turns, but to his surprise, Percy told him everything so honestly.

“No.” He glanced at Percy. “I meant all the details. Are you sure you’re done?”

Percy looked up and met Caesar's gaze, a hint of surprise and hesitation appearing in his icy blue eyes.

This was something Caesar hadn't anticipated. In his memory, Percy had always been a taciturn person, somewhat resembling Chu Zihang at first glance, but Caesar knew that Percy and Chu Zihang were different. Chu Zihang always appeared aloof, but in reality, he was very emotional and could even be quite stubborn at times, while Percy was simply aloof, like a robot, seemingly born without joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

The fleeting surprise on Percy's face today precisely illustrates the secrecy surrounding the information provided by Lu Mingfei; in Percy's view, it was something that could never be leaked.

It turns out that Lu Mingfei's backing was not much weaker than the Gattuso family's, which explains why he was so confident and treated this matter as an "investment" rather than a cooperation.

“The family’s three ‘shadows’ broke away from command and attacked Lu Mingfei,” Percy said in a low voice. “We haven’t found the reason yet; it’s possible they were under the influence of drugs.”

"Or perhaps someone in the family can command shadows? Their authority might even be above yours," Caesar said lazily.

He wasn't worried that Percy would lie to him, and he always liked to give others a chance to trust him. Since Percy said he had nothing to do with it, he believed him.

Percy stared at Caesar. His young master seemed to have changed since he came out of the Beijing subway. He seemed less aggressive and more composed.

"That's not something I can consider." After a moment's thought, that was the only reply he could give.

“Of course, that’s something I should consider,” Caesar said. “That loyal old bull Frost wouldn’t understand such things.”

Percy remained silent.

Well, the young master hasn't changed much.

……

Chicago, Illinois, USA.

In this city where the headquarters of Kassel College is located, there is also an alliance of another mixed-race organization, the North American Mixed Race.

Chicago Municipal Opera.

This place was once a gathering place for celebrities. Sixty years ago, every night it was filled with luxury cars and modern women. Polite gentlemen would come here with their young female companions to enjoy classical music, and waiters would loudly announce the names of their distinguished guests.

It has declined; nowadays, young people date at the movies or shopping malls in the downtown area. The opera house belongs to a bygone era of glory.

But the long-lived mixed-race people have a fondness for this old Chicago style. Tonight, the opera house is closed, and the family spokespeople of the North American mixed-race families have gathered together for a meeting roughly equivalent to a school board meeting of the Secret Service.

In the hidden meeting room of the opera house, there were fourteen seats. The head of the table was a thin old man wearing round-framed glasses and a cowhide cap. The remaining seats were occupied by thirteen young men, each wearing a heavy, simple silver ring on the index finger of their right hand, with their family crests engraved on the ring.

"Gentlemen, there is only one topic for this meeting, but I have gathered you all from all over the country," the old man began. "It is because this topic concerns the King of Earth and Mountains, one of the four great kings of the dragon race."

He gestured for the young people present to look through the paper documents in front of them. “This is a summary of information sent back by our people who went to Beijing. It details the important events in the process of the Dragon King’s awakening.”

A young man flipped to the homepage and couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency Han Gao, is it really the Dragon King who has been resurrected? The last time the King of Bronze and Fire was suspected of being resurrected was just a few months ago..."

“That’s right, this has been confirmed by many sources.” The old man, known as Han Gao, nodded. “Moreover, it is the resurrection of a Dragon King with a complete dragon body. You have all studied the history of the dragon race and the basics of alchemy in your respective families, so you should understand what this means.”

"Does the Secret Party possess weapons, other than nuclear weapons, that can directly confront the Dragon King?" asked the young man, who was speaking for the first time.

“They are far from having any control… That old bull Frost never takes a conciliatory approach to things he doesn’t control.” Hango shrugged. “We have an informant who witnessed the battle in the subway and has confirmed that the Secret Service’s weapon against the Dragon King is one person.”

"Alone?" the young man repeated the three words, with a hint of doubt.

“Yes, such brilliant geniuses only appear once every few centuries. The last one with detailed records was the last head of the Kassel family, Menek Kassel,” Hango said with a sigh.

Chapter 155 Maybach

The younger generation of family representatives were all unsettled after reading the intelligence report. The auction, the suspected dragon in the East Suburb Park, the subway ghost stories, and the earthquake caused by the Dragon King's awakening... Imagine if such a crisis happened in their own family's territory; they would have absolutely no effective way to deal with it.

"The key figure in all of this is that 'S'-class person?" a young man whispered. "We even just noticed this person at the BJ auction..."

“That’s right. Intelligence suggests he’s a dragon-slaying genius that Angers has been hiding for eighteen years,” Han Gao said. “The latest intelligence is…”

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Angers and he have a cooperative relationship."

The young people exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise. They held Angers in awe; the headmaster of Kassel College, one of the earliest members of the Lionheart Society, the mastermind behind the massacre of the Dragon King… such an old man was a living legend.

A young man qualified to collaborate with Angers is more convincing than simply watching a video of him slaying the dragon.

Even among the proud heirs of mixed-race families, how many can gain Angers' approval? Although those of you here neither need nor care to gain Angers' approval, you must admit that in matters of revenge, Angers' approval carries significant weight.

"In other words, the Secret Party has at least resolved the disaster brought by the King of Earth and the Mountain, and ruled out the possibility of negotiating with the Dragon King. Does this mean..." someone said, "They have obtained the 'Holy Grail'."

“It’s uncertain. It’s said that this young man has a bad impression of mixed-race families, so we can’t approach him rashly.” Han Gao shook his head. “In any case, we need to tell everyone to be more cautious. If you want to get close to someone like this, it’s best to help him when he needs it.”

“He’s just a wild young man,” the representative from California said with a smile. “Once you figure out his preferences, he’s much easier to deal with than the average scion of a wealthy family.”

“This is a change that hasn’t happened in hundreds of years. Dragon Kings are awakening one after another. In such an era, so-called ‘family’ like ours is nothing but sand.” Han Gao stared at the representative of the California family. “The destruction of a family or even the destruction of a city is just a corner of the historical picture. Before you do anything, think about whether you can deal with the King of the Earth and the Mountains.”

The young people fell silent.

……

All students who participated in the BJ incident mission were given a two-week break. Chu Zihang emailed his mother in advance, saying that he had finished his project ahead of schedule and his advisor had given him a two-week break.

Chu Zihang's mother was not surprised by her son's excellence, but what she valued most was that her son said in the letter that he would bring a female classmate home.

Unlike the blonde, blue-eyed American girl Chu Zihang's mother had imagined, Chu Zihang's female companion this time was a pure Chinese woman—Su Xi.