Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei finds a Freylian

Even so, his learning progress was so slow that Frillie frowned.

Once, he fell asleep while studying and woke up to find Frilian staring at him with a cold look in her eyes.

“Lu Mingfei,” she said, “If you don’t want to learn, you can just say so.”

He scratched his head sheepishly: "It's not that I don't want to learn, it's just that my brain works slowly."

Frillie was silent for a moment, then reached out and gently pressed her hand against his forehead. "[Memory Enhancement]".

A cool energy was poured into my brain, and the previously vague concepts became clear.

"This, this is cheating, isn't it?!" Lu Mingfei was shocked. Although this magic was quite useful, he had even used it in a quiz on the Dragon Clan's genealogy last time.

"It's just a tool to aid learning," Frilian said, withdrawing her hand. "Ultimately, you still have to learn on your own."

And so, with Frillie's tutoring, Lu Mingfei managed to avoid failing several exams at the end of the semester.

He continued looking down at the transcript; the "internship course" section showed a perfect score.

"Ah, that's to be expected," he muttered to himself.

After all, not every freshman can take down a next-generation dragon servant outside of class.

Several months ago, he and Frilian were on a mission with Professor Mance in the Three Gorges Reservoir when they unexpectedly encountered a dragon that had awakened.

The dragon nearly killed Ye Sheng and Jiu Deya Ji. Fortunately, Lu Mingfei and Frilian, who were on board the Moniahe as interns under the name of Ang Re, were also there.

Frilian used the "magic to go wherever you want" to save Ye Sheng and Shu Deya, and then everyone worked together to kill the Dragon Samurai.

Afterwards, Professor Schneider looked at the task report, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "For the practical course, you and Frillie get full marks."

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed, as it was Frilian who had really put in the effort, but the academy tacitly acknowledged his "contribution," and some people on the forum even started to spread rumors that "Lu Mingfei might be stronger than Chu Zihang and Caesar combined."

"How did you do on your exam?" he asked, turning to look at Frilian beside him.

Frillie also held her report card, her brows furrowed slightly, looking rather dissatisfied.

Lu Mingfei leaned over to take a look and almost choked. Except for "Mechanical Design" which was 3.9, all other subjects were full marks.

"You're still frowning?!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide. "This result is already phenomenal, okay?!"

Frillie calmly said, "0.1 GPA short."

"It's only 0.1!"

"I could have gotten full marks," she sighed. "It was a force analysis question, and I wrote the wrong units in the final result."

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched. Is this the world of academic geniuses? They're so hung up on a difference of 0.1?

"You're already very good," he chuckled dryly, "at least much better than me."

Frillie glanced at him, said nothing, and her eyes conveyed a sense of "you don't understand the world of academic geniuses."

The two walked out of the teaching building. Sunlight shone on the lawn of the campus, and students were playing and laughing everywhere. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

Frillie spoke up: "How is Old Tang?"

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, "He should be quite relaxed now."

Brooklyn, orphanage.

Old Tang squatted on the ground, holding a toy train in his hand, making "choo-choo" sounds, which made the children giggle.

"Brother Ronald! One more time!" Anna tugged at his sleeve.

"Alright, alright, let's try again!" Old Tang chuckled as he adjusted the tracks, getting the train running again.

"Change to something else! Change to something else!"

"Alright, alright, little darling, stop pulling my clothes!"

Old Tang folded the windmill and held it high. "Watch closely!" he grinned, blew hard, and the windmill spun around.

The children immediately burst into cheers, and seven or eight little hands grabbed him at the same time.

"Brother Ronald, I want to play too!"

"It's my turn! It's my turn!"

Constantine sat in the shade of a tree, holding a children's book in his hands, watching his brother being overwhelmed by children, and quietly used his incantation to make the windmill spin faster.

Old Tang was frantically dealing with these little devils, saying "no, no" repeatedly, but his smile was brighter than anyone else's.

Incidentally, the five million dollar check given by Su Enxi was donated by him to a dozen orphanages and several Chinese primary schools.

He is no longer "Norton," but an ordinary orphanage teacher.

There are no dragon conflicts here, no half-breed hunts, only peaceful daily life.

Meanwhile, BJ.

The black-haired girl stood in front of the mailbox, holding a gold-embossed acceptance letter in her hand.

The envelope was printed with the World Tree emblem of Kassel College, and her name was written in the recipient's section.

Xia Mi.

She stared at the notification letter in her hand and murmured to herself, "Kassel."

Chapter 34 BJ Holiday

Lu Mingfei held the envelope and checked it three times before he was sure he hadn't misread it.

"Benefit for outstanding students: a holiday trip to Beijing, lasting half a month, with all expenses covered by the college."

"This...is this real?" He looked up at Angers behind the desk, his voice trembling. "Principal, is the academy really that generous?"

Angers slowly sipped his black tea. "What, not satisfied?"

“I’m satisfied, but reimbursing half a month’s worth of food, drinks and entertainment is too much!” Lu Mingfei scratched his head. “Last time I applied for reimbursement of club expenses, Professor Manstein even made me write a 3,000-word report.”

Angers chuckled: "This time is different. You and Frilian performed exceptionally well in the White Emperor City mission, and this is a special reward approved by someone on the Board of Directors."

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "The Board of Directors?"

“Who knows?” Angers shrugged. “Maybe they had a change of heart.”

Frillie, who had been standing quietly to the side, spoke up: "Principal Angers, could I have a cookie?"

Angers paused for a moment, then took out a box of butter cookies from the drawer and pushed it over: "Of course, here you go."

Frillie nodded, picked up a cookie, took a slow bite, and swallowed it with her black tea.

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched: "Hey, is that the point?!"

Frillie glanced at him: "It's free anyway, might as well go."

Three days later, Lu Mingfei and Frilian stood in front of the Kassel College helipad, ready to board the college's private plane to Beijing.

"You brought so much stuff?" Lu Mingfei stared wide-eyed at the bulging backpack at Frillie's feet.

“Essential items,” Frilian said, unzipping the zipper to show what was inside.

Several thick books, a bag of dried herbs, a portable tea set, three boxes of cookies of different flavors, and a bunch of other things that Lu Mingfei couldn't understand.

“Wait, what’s this?” Lu Mingfei picked up a strangely shaped device.

"A magic detector," Frilian said calmly. "It can detect dragon ruins. I made it myself."

Lu Mingfei: "We're going on vacation, aren't we?"

Frillie: "Just in case."

Lu Mingfei was speechless and could only look down to check his luggage. Apart from a change of clothes and a game console, he had brought nothing else.

“You seem to have it easy,” Frilian commented.

"That's called traveling light!" Lu Mingfei retorted stubbornly.

Frillie ignored him and looked down at her phone to search for "BJ travel guide". Photos of the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, and a Peking duck restaurant quickly popped up on the screen.

Lu Mingfei leaned closer to look: "Huh? You're researching this?"

“Since we’re going, let’s do some research,” Frillie said, swiping the screen and stopping at a picture of a hutong (alleyway). “These kinds of places usually have really good restaurants.”

Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up.

After the plane landed, the two arrived at the luxury hotel invested in by Kassel, the "Kassel Grand Hotel," following the address provided by the college.

A receptionist in uniform greeted them respectfully: "Are you two distinguished guests from Kassel College? Please follow me."

Lu Mingfei was flattered and muttered to Frilian in a low voice, "This treatment is too exaggerated."

Frillie looked around, paused for a second on a few hidden alchemical runes, and whispered, "This hotel has a defensive barrier."

Lu Mingfei: "Huh?"

Before he could ask any further questions, the receptionist smiled and handed him the room key: "Your room is on the 13th floor, number 1314. Have a pleasant stay."

Lu Mingfei took the room key and felt something was wrong: "There are two of us, why is there only one room key?"

The receptionist looked apologetic: "I'm very sorry, it's peak tourist season recently and rooms are in short supply. This double suite is the only one left."

Lu Mingfei: "???"

Frillie remained calm: "It's alright, as long as I can stay."

Lu Mingfei: "Hey! This is very relevant, isn't it!"

Frillie carried her luggage toward the elevator, and Lu Mingfei had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

Once they disappeared into the elevator, the receptionist's professional smile vanished instantly. She took out her phone and dialed a number.

"Young Master Caesar, the mission is complete. They've moved into the same room."

On the other end of the phone, Caesar Gattuso was sunbathing on his private yacht in Italy. Hearing this, he raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Well done."

"Do we need to continue monitoring?"

Caesar chuckled and lazily swirled the champagne in his hand: "No need, I'm just curious what charm Lu Mingfei has that makes Frilian follow him everywhere."

After putting their luggage away, Lu Mingfei and Frilian decided to go out for a stroll.

The alleyways are intricate and complex, and the old city's charm is evident in the blue bricks and gray tiles.

As Lu Mingfei walked, he munched on a string of candied hawthorns and mumbled, "Frilian, do you want some candied hawthorns? I'll save one for you."