Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

【Candle Dragon】, the ultimate incantation of the King of Bronze and Fire, is said to be able to burn everything within a radius of tens of kilometers to ashes, and even the caster himself cannot survive.

According to the records of Kassel College, the last time this power was activated was during the Battle of White Emperor City, when the entire city was reduced to ashes.

Norton spread his arms, and flames surged from his body, encircling him like a sun crown.

His gaze swept over Fujiwara Shinnosuke, over the members of the Executive Department, and finally landed on Constantine, revealing a deep sense of reluctance.

"I'm sorry, Constantine."

Chapter 32 The Magic of Happiness

Twenty minutes ago, Lu Mingfei and Frilian quietly left the orphanage.

Lu Mingfei had his hands in his pockets, head down, and his steps were as heavy as if they were made of lead.

Frilian stood beside him, tilting her head slightly to look at the orphanage in the distance, where flames soared into the sky. "Norton, the Bronze and Fire Lord, has released the Nibelungen."

"Old Tang," Lu Mingfei couldn't understand, "he could have escaped, why did he stay?"

Frillie did not answer.

"Is there any other way? I don't want to watch my friend die, even if he's the Dragon King."

Frillie sighed softly: "Theoretically, yes."

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up.

“But with the meager magic power in this world, it’s simply not enough to support me using large-scale magic,” Frilian shook her head. “Interrupting a Dragon King’s ultimate incantation requires a considerable amount of magic power.”

Lu Mingfei fell silent. He knew what lay dormant within him, and he knew the price he would have to pay to awaken that power.

"What if I had a way to provide magic?"

Frillie stared at him intently. "Do you want to hurt yourself, Lu Mingfei?"

"It's not harm, it's a transaction."

"With whom to trade?"

“Another me.” Lu Mingfei raised his head, a golden light flashing in his eyes. “Or rather, something within me.”

Frilian reached out and pressed down on Lu Mingfei's shoulder: "Do you know what you're saying? Making deals with the unknown almost always ends in tragedy throughout history."

"Old Tang could have just left, but he chose to stay and protect the children at the orphanage. If even a guy like that has to be killed, what kind of justice is there in this world?"

Frilian gazed at him for a long, long time, then nodded gently: "If you've already decided, then do it."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He called out the name in his heart, the devil that appeared in his most desperate moment.

"Lu Mingze".

The world stood still for a moment. The wind died down, the leaves stopped rustling, and even the moonlight seemed to freeze in the air.

"Brother~", a cheerful voice rang in my ears, "You called me out so late, did you miss me?"

A boy in a black suit stood in front of him, and Lu Mingze acted as if they had just bumped into each other at the coffee shop.

“I want to make a deal,” Lu Mingfei said bluntly.

"Oh, for what reason? To save the world, to be a hero and rescue a damsel in distress, or something else?"

“Save my friend,” Lu Mingfei interrupted him. “I need enough magic power so that Frilian can cast the spell to interrupt the Candle Dragon.”

Lu Mingze exaggeratedly clutched his chest: "My God! My brother actually came to me for a deal for a Dragon King? That's Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire! What about your stance? What about your stance as a human being?"

"Enough with the nonsense," Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth. "Name your price."

Lu Mingze's smile faded. "A quarter of your life, and I'll give you enough magic to interrupt the Candle Dragon."

Lu Mingfei didn't hesitate: "Deal."

"So decisive?" Lu Mingze tilted his head. "That's a quarter of your life, you know. You might regret your choice today later."

"trade."

Lu Mingze took a step back. "As you wish, brother. However..."

He glanced at Frillie, "Can this elf lady really control such immense magical power?"

Frillie calmly replied, "No need for that."

Lu Mingze snapped his fingers. "The contract is established!"

A sharp pain swept through Lu Mingfei's entire body. He felt as if something was being forcibly ripped out of his body; the pain was indescribable, as if a piece of his soul had been torn off.

He knelt on the ground, panting heavily, his shirt soaked with cold sweat.

“Lu Mingfei!”, Frilian knelt down and helped him up.

“Frilian,” Lu Mingfei said breathlessly, “Quick, while I can still control my magic.”

Frillie nodded, “【Magic Link】”, and placed her right hand on Lu Mingfei’s chest.

Magic surged toward Frillie like a flood, and a visible vortex of powerful magic formed around her.

“That’s enough,” Frilian said, releasing her grip. “You’ll die if you keep supplying magic.”

Lu Mingfei collapsed to the ground. "Go quickly and save Old Tang."

The sky was dyed crimson, and Nibelungen loomed faintly in the firelight.

“【Space Jump】.” Frilian grabbed Lu Mingfei’s hand.

The world distorted before their eyes. The next second, they were standing in the square, and the sight before them made Lu Mingfei gasp.

Norton hovered in mid-air, his entire body enveloped in flames, like a miniature sun.

Constantine is imprisoned in a sphere of light, with Shinnosuke Fujiwara holding a knife to his throat. The executive agents scatter in all directions, attempting to escape the impending eruption of the [Candle Dragon].

Frillie raised her wand, and a magic circle unfolded beneath her feet, covering the entire plaza. "[Total Silence]!"

All sounds disappeared, even the crackling of the flames subsided.

The flames on Norton's body solidified, and he looked down at his hands in surprise. The Candle Dragon had been forcibly interrupted.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke was shocked; his Time Zero had also been forcibly released. He was horrified to find that his body was unable to move, bound by an invisible force.

Without pausing, Frillie shouted, "[Group Teleportation] [Memory Erasure]!"

A massive magic circle lit up the plaza, enveloping everyone except Lu Mingfei, Frilian, Norton, and Constantine.

The next second, everyone disappeared, and they were teleported back to the orphanage in the real world. No one would remember who did it.

Norton landed slowly, and the flames went out. The orb of light binding Constantine also dissipated, and the boy stumbled towards his brother, only to be caught in a hug by Norton.

"Lu Mingfei?" Norton looked at the two of them in disbelief. "And Frilian? What are you doing back?"

Lu Mingfei gave a weak laugh: "You, do you want to die in style?"

Norton looked down at Constantine in his arms, then looked up at Lu Mingfei: "Why did you save me? I am the Dragon King, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire."

“All I know is that you’re my friend Lao Tang,” Lu Mingfei said, standing up and brushing the dust off his pants. “The children in the orphanage also miss their ‘Brother Ronald.’”

“Sigh,” Norton sighed, “How do you plan to handle this? The world of half-bloods won’t let this go.”

Frilian stepped forward: "I still have magic left. I can use the [Magic of Happiness] to turn you into humans. I will then declare to the world that the King of Bronze and Fire died from the [Candle Dragon] he himself released."

"Become human? You mean completely give up your dragon identity?"

“Yes,” Frilian nodded, “a new identity, a new life.”

Constantine tugged at his brother's sleeve: "Brother, don't die."

Norton smiled as he looked at his brother's expectant eyes.

He looked at Lu Mingfei and gave him a familiar, slightly smug smile: "Lu, you really found a good girlfriend. You have good taste."

Frillian interrupted Norton expressionlessly: "It's about to begin. Stand still."

"The magic that brings happiness."

A soft green light enveloped Norton and Constantine.

In the light, the two began to change; their dragon features gradually faded, replaced by two humans.

Having lost too much magic, Lu Mingfei's legs went weak, his vision went black, and he collapsed forward. Before he lost consciousness, someone caught him.

"Fool."

Chapter 33 First Academic Year Summary

Lu Mingfei stared at the transcript in his hand, sighing incessantly. The final grades for the first semester at Kassel College had just been released.

Advanced Mathematics 3.1, Dragon Genealogy 3.0, Alchemy 2.9, Mechanical Design 3.0. Almost every subject hovered around 3.0, neither high nor low, just barely passing.

He rubbed his temples and sighed. "Well, at least I didn't fail."

In the past few months, his academic pressure has been greater than ever before.

Since experiencing the White Emperor City incident with Frilian and killing a second-generation species, Kassel College has raised its requirements for him considerably.

Principal Angers even spoke with him personally, saying, "Excellent dragon slayers are all skilled in both literature and martial arts, so Mingfei, you can't neglect your theoretical courses."

So, Frilian began tutoring him in his studies every day.

Lu Mingfei still remembers the first time he was forced to study in the library by Frilian.

That night, he planned to sneak back to his dorm to play games, but then Frillie texted him, asking him to come to the library because she needed to talk to him.

Pushing open the library door, I saw Frillie sitting at a table in the corner, with an open book, "The Foundations of Modern Alchemy," in front of her and two steaming cups of black tea beside her.

"Sit down," she said without looking up.

Lu Mingfei chuckled twice: "Um, Frilian, ah! I suddenly remembered I have something to do."

"Sit down," Frillie said calmly, turning a page of her book.

He had no choice but to sit down obediently. Over the next three hours, Frillian went through the key points of "Fundamentals of Modern Alchemy" for him, bit by bit, from beginning to end.

“The essence of alchemy is ‘equivalent exchange’,” Frilian said, her fingers lightly tapping the pages of the book. “In this world, people use ‘words of power’ and ‘dragon script’ as mediums, but in essence, it is the same as magic—a manipulation of the essence of the world.”

Lu Mingfei was completely confused, but Frillian's way of explaining was very special. She didn't use a bunch of obscure terms like the professors, but used a way that he could understand, and even occasionally used concepts from games to make analogies.

"Just like crafting equipment in a game, if you don't have enough materials, you can't create high-level equipment," she explained the "material limitations" of alchemy, and Lu Mingfei understood.