Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

The young man beside him, who had been talking so eloquently just moments before, was now sweating profusely and dared not move an inch.

"Click".

With a soft click, his belt automatically unbuckled, and his suit trousers fell to the floor...

The others' eyelids twitched, and they were suddenly glad that they weren't standing.

Angers, why?

Han Gao frowned deeply.

He's already very old, so it doesn't matter if he dies here, but these young people are all representatives of their families, and the consequences would be unimaginable if something happened to them.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of starting a war between mixed-race peoples," Angers said.

This was a move he and Xia Mu had planned together, displaying even greater strength to intimidate not only Han Gao's side but also the Secret Party Elders' Council.

If the Gattuso family still wants to give the Nibelungen opportunity to Caesar, they will have to find a way to kick Xia Mu out.

This is how a new storm begins, which is what Angers needs.

That's exactly what Xia Mu needs.

He became an easy target, allowing Xia Mi to secretly move freely around Kassel College and do her work.

"The two of us, one an old madman, the other a young madman, one seeking revenge, the other protecting his companions."

Angers pointed at Xia Mu and then at himself, "This is all we have. Even if we don't have as much as others, and it's all garbage, you don't want to lose it, right? You don't want to have nothing. Don't mess with lunatics like us, that's all."

He stood up, straightened his suit, tossed the remote control back to Henkel, and then put his arm around Xia Mu's shoulder.

The two walked away.

"Jingle bells..."

Metal spikes were scattered all over the ground.

The young man whose pants had fallen to the ground immediately pulled them up and collapsed onto the chair with a thud.

The biting cold seemed to linger in his throat; he clutched his neck and breathed heavily.

The conference room was deathly silent.

The young people all come from outstanding mixed-race families; they are the new generation of elites and the representatives of their families.

Their vision and hearing are far more acute than humans'. Some of them are natural marksmen who can easily hit targets a kilometer away with ordinary military rifles without optical sights.

But no one reacted to what just happened.

Many people have seen the introduction of "Word of Power: Sword Control" on the Word of Power Table, but most of the time even A-level bloodlines can only manipulate metal to a small extent.

They had never even heard of a metal object like Xia Mu, which could instantly control the entire room and twist out thirteen sharp spikes aimed at their necks.

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He could easily kill them all!

no doubt!

Everyone's shirts were soaked with cold sweat. They sat there, stunned, trying to recall that moment when Xia Mu had unleashed a scorching aura of authority, a spontaneous domain born from the burning of his bloodline.

According to the legends of our ancestors, dragon slayers must not look directly into the eyes of a dragon, because direct eye contact with such a creature would destroy the heart of anyone with a weak will, and even destroy their soul.

Dragon's Might!

This is the true power of the dragon!

"They're just protesting, don't be afraid."

Han Gao remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "They possess a wildfire-like desire, which sustains their strength."

"Just like that... that's it?" A young man broke the silence.

"Of course not, the Gattuso family wouldn't be happy to see a second Angers-style successor at Kassel College..."

Henkel smiled. "Inform Frost about what happened today. I believe he will help us push Angers and Xia Mu further and further away, until they finally come to our side."

The Maserati sped along the highway with its hardtop convertible top down.

An old man and a young man, both wearing sunglasses, had sunlight and wind splashing onto their faces.

"Believe it or not, Frost will know everything we did in the meeting room in ten minutes, and then he will use all his efforts to get you, Caesar's biggest obstacle, out of the Academy."

Angers controls the steering wheel with one hand, his casual gestures making it seem as if the speed is 30 kilometers per hour instead of 300.

Of course, whether it's 300 or 3000, it won't make much difference to him; Time Zero can control everything.

"That's good too. I've completely fallen out with them, and everything from the selection of personnel to the Nibelungen Plan will be a mess. That's when the principal can shine."

As Xia Mu watched the cars rushing past outside the car like fleeting shadows, he silently activated the Word of Power: Bronze Throne.

Even if there's a car accident, there's still a chance of survival.

“If you leave the academy and return to Tokyo, what will you do after that?” Angers suddenly asked.

Xia Mu put his hands to his mouth and roared into the howling wind, "For the ones I love! I'll trample them all under my feet!"

Often, people are unclear about what is most important in life, their eyes blinded by pursuits and desires. But everyone, one day, will see through the vanity and return to where they belong, willing to do anything for it.

Xia Mu already had that reason: when the girl signed the summoning contract, when she leaned against him so tenderly, when she looked at him with hazy eyes, and when she lowered her lips in the sunlight to deliver that angelic kiss…

Angers smiled silently, no longer probing into the boy's thoughts.

Because every word Xia Mu said resonated with him.

Amusement park, Ferris wheel.

"Why did I bring you to this kind of date spot..."

Xia Mi leaned on the railing, gazing listlessly out the window.

They've circled around here many times.

"Because we're waiting for Mumu to come..."

Erii's wine-red eyes reflected the tracks of the roller coaster outside the Ferris wheel. Then she turned back and asked, "What kind of date spot?"

"Do you know the three most popular dating spots?" Xia Mi sighed.

Erii shook her head.

"It's a movie theater, an aquarium, and a Ferris wheel."

Xia Mi counted them one by one on her fingers.

"Movie theaters are dark, so girls will naturally feel dependent on boys; visiting an aquarium, in a blue underwater tunnel, gives you a mysterious feeling of being alone in another world; Ferris wheels are the best place to confess your feelings, no one can disturb you, and you have at least ten minutes to be alone together," Teacher Xia Mi earnestly advised.

Erii's eyes lit up: "I want to go with Mumu!"

Xia Mi stared at her face.

The girl's gentle face was beautiful and radiant, and her beautiful eyes sparkled, completely different from her previous calm demeanor.

Is it just because Natsuki was mentioned?

"Hey, what would you do if someone tried to take Xia Mu from you?" Xia Mi suddenly asked.

"Rob... Mumu..."

Erii lowered her head, and a golden glint flashed in her eyes, almost imperceptible.

But Xia Mi was startled to sense the birth and then disappearance of a powerful dragon's might.

Erii didn't need to say anything; she already knew the answer.

"How about we make a bet?"

Xia Mi seemed to be thinking of something, and a slight smile crept onto her lips.

"What?" Erii looked up at her.

“If you win, I won’t take your Mumu, but if you lose, you’ll have to give him to me for three months, okay?” Xia Mi looked at her quietly.

Erii's eyes widened slightly: "You...you really want to take Mumu from me..."

The things that Senior Sister Susie warned me about still happened...

No one can take Mumu away!

she thought.

Chapter 218 The Competition Between Xia Mi and Erii

"I would want to share a room with you, I would look for opportunities to interact with him, and I would compete with you for his attention..."

Isn't it obvious?

"I like him too."

Sunlight cast dappled patterns on Xia Mi's perfect face, the lines of which were beautiful and captivating.

But in Erii's eyes, this scene was as terrifying and hateful as a great demon king emanating black energy.

"Mumu is mine."

She stared at Xia Mi and said softly.

"No, it belongs to him."

Xia Mi looked at her wine-red eyes, "The only difference is, does he want you, or me..."

Erii's eyebrows flashed with confusion, then her expression hardened: "He's always been with me... He wants me."

Xia Mi chuckled and shook her head: "Who he spends time with, who he wants, or who he loves in his heart, he may not even know the answer himself."

"Love...who..."

Erii's two small hands were intertwined, her slender fingers kneading each other, and she gradually felt uneasy.

What is love? Why does Mumu say that she herself doesn't know who she loves?

She couldn't figure it out.

"Because he'll hold your hand tightly and will never lose you, while I..."

Xia Mi shook her head, her long ponytail swaying behind her head, the ends brushing against the edge of the seat. "He'll regret it."