Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

Her eyes darkened. "I don't know if I should break out of this vicious cycle. It seems like everyone around me has found their own path, but I'm just drifting along and have lost my way."

Xia Mu sized her up: "Aren't you willing to just be Madame Gattuso? That's the dream of countless young girls."

Chen Motong curled his lip, saying nothing, but his disdain was written all over his face.

This is a wild horse, the kind that even Caesar, with his vast grasslands, couldn't restrain...

“You should tell Caesar about these things. He will be willing to listen to you and work with you to find a solution,” Xia Mu suggested.

Chen Motong paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "You're right, I should discuss it with Caesar, but..."

She knew her attraction to Caesar lay in her witch-like qualities, meaning Caesar could never predict what she would do next. If she were to seek Caesar's advice and help now…

“I’ve always believed that no one can be so changeable that you can’t finish reading them in a lifetime. Even if you are a thick book, you will eventually finish reading it,” Xia Mu said sincerely. “If you want to spend your life with Caesar, put aside these worries and let him see your true thoughts.”

Seeing Chen Motong's thoughtful expression, Xia Mu added, "The kind of relationship I hope for is one where we are so familiar with each other that we feel like a part of each other, yet we still don't get tired of each other and support each other as we move forward."

Chen Motong remained silent for a long time before standing up and saying, "I understand, thank you."

After she walked away, Xia Mu turned back to Chu Zihang and said, "I don't think she understood. She just went back and told Caesar... 'I don't want to learn those traditional female virtues! I want to go out and have fun!'"

He imitated it so well that even Chu Zihang, who was in a somber mood, couldn't help but smile.

"You said before that you had found your own path?" Xia Mu asked.

Chu Zihang's lips curled into a deep smile, his eyes becoming intense: "Have you heard the story of Siegfried?"

Xia Mu nodded: "Siegfried is a hero in Norse mythology who became famous for slaying a dragon. He bathed in the blood of the dragon he killed and gained an invulnerable body. However, a leaf fell on his shoulder while he was bathing and was not soaked in the dragon's blood. This made that spot his only weakness, and he eventually died because of it."

"These kinds of stories have been embellished by too many bards over the years, making it difficult to verify their authenticity. There is a similar legend about Achilles in Greek mythology, except that his mother held him by the heel and dipped him into the River Styx to bathe him, giving him an invulnerable body, with his heel being his only weakness, and he did indeed die from this weakness in the end."

Xia Mu glanced at Chu Zihang.

"You don't mean to say that you're destined to be a dragon-slaying hero, do you?"

Chapter 366 The Artificial Dragon King?

"From the perspective of genetics and alchemy, dragon blood is a highly active liquid. Even ordinary people who come into contact with dragon blood will undergo mutations."

Chu Zihang's tone was calm and even.

"And the blood of the Dragon King is something that can create miracles. In most cases, it is highly poisonous, but in very rare cases, it can help a hybrid to break through the critical blood limit."

"Dragons sometimes devour each other in order to forcibly plunder the power hidden in each other's blood."

He paused for a moment, then said, “I’m a very unstable hybrid by nature, with a high probability of becoming Deadpool, but ever since you helped me secure the Nibelung Project, I’ve never been bothered by it again.”

Chu Zihang looked up at Xia Mu, his gaze deep, "The gift you gave me, the Nibelungen Project, was actually a baptism with the blood of the Dragon King, supplemented by various alchemical techniques, to ultimately make me grow into an 'artificial Dragon King'!"

"It's a pity that the weapons the academy worked so hard to create were forgotten, and Odin reaped the rewards. Lu Mingfei also ran away on his own. If the principal were sober at this moment, he would probably go crazy." Xia Mu shrugged.

"Therefore, my position with Odin is different from others. He seems to be intentionally guiding me to evolve into a dragon-slaying hero, and I am bathing in more and more dragon blood..."

Chu Zihang said in a low voice, "He intends to forge a sword to cut down the Black King, but this sword is double-edged and will probably cut down himself as well."

"So, you plan to continue being his puppet?" Xia Mu realized.

Chu Zihang looked at him intently: "Yes... so, do you believe me?"

"Clang."

Xia Mu tossed it casually, and the crisp sound was particularly loud in the coffee shop.

Chu Zihang's eyes narrowed.

That was the silver mask he had been wearing before.

"Take it. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"

Xia Mu smiled faintly.

Chu Zihang slowly reached out and gripped the mask tightly.

"Thank you," he said.

"Senior Sister Susie, what are your plans?" Xia Mu asked.

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I'm planning to take her with me. Do you think that's okay?"

"With her?"

Xia Mu raised an eyebrow. "Won't this affect you? Besides, I woke you up before, didn't Odin notice anything?"

"No, the real Odin is still asleep. All the Odins you see are not the real Odin. We puppets are just doing things according to a fixed program, while receiving instructions from the real Odin."

Chu Zihang pointed to the mask, "This is the communicator, and also the identification card."

Xia Mu nodded: "Understood, good luck to you."

Chu Zihang silently felt the edge of the mask and asked softly, "What about you? What are you planning to do? I can't even find Erii's whereabouts. Don't make a big mistake by acting impulsively."

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"No more..."

Xia Mu lowered his eyes. "After this experience, I realized my shortcomings. If I'm not well prepared, even if I find Erii, I won't be able to bring him back."

"Just as you have your own path, I have mine too..."

Chu Zihang was taken aback: "What's yours?"

“You are the one who bathes in dragon blood, and I am the one who recycles it. Our target is the Dragon King.” Xia Mu smiled. “The sky and the wind, the ocean and the water—I need these two powers.”

Chu Zihang looked at him with a strange gaze: "You really are special... What exactly are you? You were even able to stop the Spear of Destiny before."

Xia Mu scratched his head: "I don't know either. Logically speaking, I'm like the World Tree or something, but the World Tree shouldn't have any offensive capabilities... On the contrary, Lu Mingfei seems more like it."

“Lu Mingfei…”

Chu Zihang's mouth dropped open. "He...the World Tree?"

“That guy is either the World Tree or the Black King,” Xia Mu said calmly.

Chu Zihang was speechless, stunned. After a long while, he finally managed to groan, "What kind of monsters... are all around me..."

“We’re all monsters, so let’s not judge each other,” Xia Mu laughed.

Chu Zihang couldn't laugh: "What will the future hold? I can't imagine what it would be like to one day have to hold a knife to your necks..."

"Don't overthink it, just walk the path in front of you and see where it leads."

Xia Mu looked at him seriously, "We all have things we must do, and we all have our own judgments. As long as we are true to ourselves, true to our friends, and true to our loved ones, that's enough."

Chu Zihang didn't know what he was feeling. He silently drank his coffee in one gulp, and the coffee made him feel as melancholy as if he were drinking alcohol.

three days later.

Lu Mingfei passed through door after door, and was about to get lost in this nested house when an archway appeared in front of him. A girl was leaning over a desk under the archway, writing something. In the malachite vase on the desk, blue hydrangeas were in full bloom.

You can tell from her back that it's Zero, but her clothes are completely different from when she was at the academy. She has a light gray coat, a mink fur hat, and brown high-heeled boots. She is clearly a petite girl, but this outfit makes her look tall and slender, giving her the air of a mistress.

Lu Mingfei sat down on the round stool by the table. Ling knew he had come, but he didn't look up and continued writing furiously.

"Won't we attract attention staying in such a luxurious place?" Lu Mingfei couldn't understand the Russian she wrote either, and looked around. "What kind of place is this?"

"my home."

"Your family?" Lu Mingfei was quite surprised. "Your family is that rich?"

He was apprehended while being pursued by the Secret Service.

From the moment the submarine surfaced, he realized that this Russian woman was someone with connections. But many members of the secret service are well-connected people. Someone who can arrange for a plane to pick you up doesn't necessarily have to own a plane at home.

Those with connections could borrow a palace near Red Square for temporary accommodation, but Zero made it clear that this was her home, and the old luxury cars, handsome drivers, and cleaning crew that accompanied it were all for her.

No wonder Lu Mingfei noticed a subtle girlish atmosphere when he stepped into the room. It wasn't filled with princess colors, but some clues could be seen from the embroidery patterns and the collection of artworks.

"Have you been enjoying your time with Chen Motong these past few days?" The girl's voice came through, clear and cold.

Lu Mingfei shivered for no reason.

"Ha...haha, what's there to be happy or unhappy about with my senior sister...and, and Xia Mu and the others too..." he said somewhat guiltily.

"It's okay, the whole college knows you have a crush on your senior sister."

Ling put down his pen and stood up.

Lu Mingfei's expression changed, and he jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Who's talking nonsense! I... I didn't..."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

Zero shut him down with a single sentence.

The girl was petite and delicate, yet she walked over like a queen, grabbed his collar and pulled him down, pressing her warm lips to his...

Chapter 367 What Does Nuonuo Mean?

At the far end of the alley stands a brightly lit church with golden onion domes, making one feel as if they are strolling through a midnight amusement park.

"What did you mean when you said it was okay?"

Lu Mingfei accompanied Her Majesty the Queen on her walk, but he was also somewhat cautious.

“What I want is not a relationship that binds someone to my side,” Zero suddenly stopped and looked across the long street lined with fallen leaves at an open space on the other side of the street. “What I want is a partner who can stay with me to the very end for the sake of our common interests.”

“For the sake of our common interests,” Lu Mingfei said in a low voice, “if our interests are different, won’t we go our separate ways?”

He didn't understand why Zero emphasized the word "partner of interest," as it didn't sound very compelling, far less so than "couple" or "lover."

“It’s okay,” Zero said calmly. “As long as you try your best and become someone useful to your partners, you won’t be left behind.”

She spoke these words with a calm yet spirited expression, her eyes shining brightly as she gazed into the distance. It was as if she were the female protagonist in a youth film, looking up at the rising sun and firmly uttering the inexplicably passionate yet ridiculous line, "It's never wrong to run towards the rising sun when you're young."

Lu Mingfei was genuinely curious about who had taught Ling her worldview and philosophy of life. Her style of doing things was so sharp, and she had a maturity that was completely inconsistent with her appearance, yet she suddenly said such childish things, just like Lu Mingfei many years ago, who felt that he was living in a comic book and was full of "ambition" and "wish" for the world.

Now that he's grown up, he no longer believes in that stuff, but suddenly someone said something he used to say when he was fourteen, and he felt a strange sense of nostalgia.

Lu Mingfei suddenly grabbed the mink hat and vigorously rubbed Ling's head.

He was being a little mischievous, meaning, "What are you talking about with your small stature?"

To his surprise, Her Majesty the Queen did not react at all to this "overstepping" action. She remained quietly looking across the street, letting Lu Mingfei touch her head.

It seems like this is normal; she's your cat, and you've had her for many years.