Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Ange brewed a pot of hot black tea, and the dense white mist rose from the spout and drifted towards the simple chandelier hanging on the wall of the office.

He looked toward the window. The sky had darkened. The dim street lights illuminated the path in Kassel College. The white snow on the road was illuminated warm yellow, and the snowflakes fell one by one, leaving shadows on the ground.

There was a petite girl standing by the window, with golden curly hair hanging down to her waist. Because the sky was too dark, the glass turned into a mirror, reflecting her delicate face, and her eyes were golden. She stood It looks like a classical oil painting there.

"Miss Sif, would you like a cup of hot tea?" Angers asked softly.

"Please pour me a glass, please, Principal Angers." Sif turned around and bowed slightly to Angers.

The former King of Sky and Wind, Sif, is now learning common sense about the human world at Kassel Academy. At the same time, the academy is also learning from her what dragon civilization is like.

"Is it still customary to live here?" Angers poured a cup of hot black tea for Sif, and at the same time opened the snack box, took out a hand-baked waffle, and sprinkled it with rose water.

"I'm basically used to it." Sif took a piece of muffin and chewed it with hot tea.

Her movements were graceful, like that of a noble lady.

"At the end of this year, you can leave here." Angers put his hands together: "You will be sent to a public boarding school. Until you can raise yourself alone, we will give you $1,000 a month. Grants."

"Thank you." Sif smiled.

"Don't you feel uneasy?" Angers poured tea into his cup: "You have lost all your power, and now you are no different from us humans."

"There will definitely be uneasiness." Sif put her hand on her chest: "But the people I have met so far are all very nice. I believe that I can be self-reliant in the human world. After all, I am a human now. "

"Is there any industry you want to work in?" Angers handed over a form: "Based on your intentions, we will arrange the corresponding study direction for you to ensure that you will not encounter too many difficulties."

Sif glanced at the options on the form and asked, "Dancing or singing, is this okay?"

"Okay." Angers nodded: "Then the intention is to be a dancer or a singer, right?"

"Correct." Sif sat upright and sketched out these two options on the form.

"Probably when you enroll in spring, you will be sent away. You will have new classmates and new teachers. They will not know your past identity. All your experiences in Kassel must be kept secret. At the same time, you must Bring colored contact lenses to cover your golden eye color, so that no one will doubt your identity." Angers said: "We will forge a legal identity for you, and the relevant documents will be delivered to you. Of course, even if you leave Here, you can come back at any time, just remember to call us in advance.”

"Thank you very much for taking care of me during this period. I will definitely come back to visit you."

"I wish you can live happily as a human being." Angers smiled: "Then the work matters are over. I still have some private questions to ask Miss Sif. Can you please sit here for a while?"

"Please tell me." Sif nodded.

"It's about your brother, the Dragon King. What kind of character does he have in your impression?" Angers asked, squinting his eyes.

Sif stared at the golden halo of tea in the bone china cup and was silent for a long time.

"Brother, he is not good at expressing himself. I know he has done a lot of wrong things, but in fact he is not bad. I must apologize to Principal Angers on his behalf."

Sif stood up, bit her lower lip, and bowed deeply to Angers. Her small hands tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, trembling slightly.

"No, no, no, Miss Sif, you are not him. There is no need for you to apologize for him. If you want to apologize, he should apologize in person. Besides, he has already paid the price for what he did and was stabbed by the holy spear Langnuchis. A dragon, even the will of his soul will be integrated with that gun. In order to resurrect you, his soul has returned to its most primitive state, and he no longer exists in this world." Angers picked up the tea cup and drank it One mouthful: "I just want to hear what kind of character he is in your eyes. Please sit down, Miss Sif. You don't have to be so reserved."

"Brother." Xifu pursed her lips and sat down again: "He never expresses his inner thoughts. In terms of personality, he should be a bit similar to Mr. Chu Zihang. He was like that in the past. It’s silence and rarely speaks.”

"Do you think he loves you? I mean, can you feel his love?" Angers asked.

"Of course I can feel it. Although he doesn't speak, he will always be by my side. No matter if I am sad or happy, he is always there."

"So you are willing to be swallowed by him?"

"Because I'm stupid. My brother is much smarter than me, but I have most of the power. It would be great if my brother could control these powers. If he could use more power, we wouldn't Being eaten by Loki, we were already at a stalemate at that time, Loki planned everything, I thought my brother could survive, but I didn’t expect that he would do something like that later.”

"But everything he did was for you."

Sif seemed to be unable to hold it in any longer. Her hands turned white when pinched, and the corners of her eyes were moist. She bit her mouth together very hard, trying hard not to cry.

Her favorite brother is gone, and she lives alone in this completely unfamiliar world. People she has never met take her away and teach her difficult knowledge. She must learn new languages ​​in order to understand. Those people's words.

Who can understand her helplessness? She is no longer the powerful Dragon King, but a soft girl with no ability to resist at all. Uneasy, anxious, and lonely, these emotions have been accumulated deep in her heart for a long time, and finally burst out under Angers questioning.

Ange watched the sobbing Sif coldly until the hot tea turned into cold tea.

"Sometimes I think that Li Wuyue is really treacherous and turned my enemy into such a delicate little girl. Please live well, Miss Xifu, just think that I am taking revenge on you, no matter how lonely you are. , how uneasy, how painful, please cherish your hard-won life."

"I, I will. I will live well." Sif wiped her tears with her sleeves, and there was redness and swelling around her eyes.

"You can go back and rest, Miss Sif. I wish you a sweet dream." Angers tidied his desk and put the form in the drawer.

"I also wish you sweet dreams, Principal Angers." Sif said

"Is there anything else?" Angers looked at Sif, who was twisting her skirt as if to squeeze out the water.

"Can I hug you once?" Sif bit her lower lip.

"Of course." Ange smiled and opened his arms.

Sif hugged Angers, it was just a courtesy hug, but she stood on tiptoes and whispered in Angers ears: "I'm sorry."

After that she left the office.

Angers sat on the swivel chair, opened the drawer, and found a photo from the bottom of a stack of documents.

The background of the photo is the gate of Cambridge University. Young Angers stands with his friends and smiles at the camera.

Ange's thumb gently touched everyone's face, and they remained silent until late at night, until the long sigh echoed and finally disappeared.