Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Caesar, the common enemy of humans and hybrids has been born. We need a true leader. He will be unique and possess the qualities of a king to lead us to the final victory."

The old Alpha said in a calm and sincere tone,

"Frost once extended an invitation to you, but you refused. This time, on behalf of the entire Gattuso family, as well as all humans and hybrids in danger, we extend an invitation to you again."

Caesar licked his lips. This action seemed a bit vulgar in the current situation and should not be done by a gentleman or a family leader, but Caesar didn't care.

"What invitation are you going to make to me, to invite me to the throne?"

"That's right!" Alpha's tone was full of temptation, just like the snake in the Garden of Eden said to Adam and Eve - eat the fruit from that tree, and you will be on par with God.

"The family will fully support you. When the whole world wails in front of the irresistible enemy, you will become the savior they expect, step by step leading mankind to raise the banner of resistance. Humans and hybrids will worship you and send you away Ascend to the throne of God, you will become a god in the true sense, and the whole world will crawl at your feet, as long as..."

"As long as?" Caesar shook his head slightly.

"As long as you are willing to pay a small price and accept the family's crown for you."

The old man smiled gently, and the sun shone on his head. His smile was reflected in the sunshine, but there was no warmth in Caesar's eyes.

He was in a daze.

In his trance, someone once whispered in his ear, saying that the family would fully support him and that he would become the emperor of the new era...

Unfortunately, that person is dead.

He died under the betrayal of his own people.

"What price should I pay for this crown?" Caesar whispered, his eyes blurred, as if he had fallen into the future that the old man had weaved for him.

"Some insignificant costs are also qualities that a king does not need." The old man's smile became more intense, "For example, some softness in the heart. A real monarch should be iron-blooded. He will embrace victory. He has no time to mourn this. The price to pay on the road to victory is that he must abandon the softness in his heart and make himself invulnerable.”

Caesar nodded: "It does sound trivial. No normal person would refuse such a proposal."

The old man said softly: "Caesar, no matter what we do, we have to pay the price. This is the law of the world. Caesar, give yourself a chance and give your family a chance to make the world yours."

"The world belongs to me?" Caesar suddenly smiled, "Is it mine, the family's, or yours?"

The old man shook his head and said: "We are one, we belong to the Gattuso family together, and we share everything the family has."

"Sharing?" Caesar smiled, "A king never shares with others, especially the world and power."

The smile on the old man's face froze.

"I understand what you mean." Caesar shrugged, "But I still don't see your sincerity. You just talk about it like my uncle, but you never come up with a favorable bargaining chip to win my heart."

"You have told me over and over again that I will become the emperor of the world, wear a crown, and come to a new era..." Caesar thought for a while, "Oh, and you have repeatedly emphasized to me the love of my family for me."

"But where exactly is the crown?"

Caesar stared at the old man, and the old man was surprised to find that he could not read the child's eyes.

The majestic, proud and confident boy of the past seems to have truly become the man they expected, but he chose a terrible time.

It seemed that Frost's death had a far greater impact on him than they expected.

They expected that Caesar would be depressed or mature overnight because of Frost's death, but it was clear that Caesar's growth rate had an uncontrollable and alarming increase.

Sure enough, is it a trip to Tokyo?

Alpha's heart sank.

The Tokyo trip was Pompeii’s rebellion against the family.

Everywhere Caesar went in his life was under the control of his family, including the people and things he encountered.

They weaved stories that made Caesar "grow" and become "confident". The progress of Caesar's growth was completely within their control.

Even if the world situation changes, they still have a backup method to allow Caesar to further focus and grow, and that is Frost's death.

Even Frost's love for Caesar was part of their plan.

But Tokyo alone is not a place where they can reach out.

The Gattuso family knew much more about the Sheqi family than they imagined, because they had been paying attention to the doctor all year round.

Among the mixed-race forces in the world, Tokyo's Sheqi Eight Families are actually a very special existence.

In non-war periods, no mixed-race force can defeat them without relying on military force.

Even if the secret party decides to release the monsters under the ice cellar, they still have no power to fight back in front of this generation of Tsukuyomi.

Therefore, the Gattuso family has no face to speak of in front of the Sheqi family, and neither does the entire secret party.

There is only one person who has face in front of the Sheqi family - Anger.

Although the Gattuso family can do many things, such as interfering with the Pentagon and mobilizing U.S. nuclear submarines and aircraft carrier battle groups when necessary, they cannot convince the eight Sheqi families to cooperate with them without exposing the family's true tentacles.

They knew even more clearly that Dr. Herzog was not a good ally and were definitely not prepared to deal with him.

Knowing this, Pompeii secretly pushed for Angers to transfer Caesar to Tokyo to perform the mission.

By the time they realized it, Frost had to go to Pompeii in accordance with the college's institutional procedures to refuse Caesar from going to Japan. By the time Passi found Pompeii in an unknown temple on the Western Z Plateau, it was already too late. .

And while they were still wrestling with whether to fish out Caesar, it was almost over.

The reason why Pompeii did this was to let Caesar's growth progress break their plans.

They were originally very worried and secretly wary of Caesar returning from Tokyo. They were relieved until they confirmed that Caesar had not changed much since returning from Tokyo.

But now...

"At least let me see what the crown looks like first."

"I accept your invitation. I also want to ascend the throne of the world, and I can't wait. I want to find those scum who killed my uncle, and kill them with a shotgun like that stallion! Let them know that they have offended Cato Demand the price of the family!"

Caesar spoke every word, his eyes fierce as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

The old people looked at each other for a while.

"Caesar, we can understand your desire to avenge Frost, but things have to be prioritized. You need to..."

"That's enough." Caesar said calmly, "Enemies of all mankind and hybrids have appeared. You don't want me to kill Pompeii first and avenge the two dead family elders, and then wear the Crown, right?”

Alpha French plug.

"You are always like this." Caesar frowned, "You emphasize and repeat it over and over again, but never really show it in front of me. Are you trying to paint a big picture for me?"

Alpha sighed: "Caesar, we hope you understand that the family has paid a huge price to keep this crown, and we must ensure that it is brought to the most suitable person."

Caesar looked around, opened his hands, as if to embrace everything, he showed a confident smile and said: "Isn't it me? I think I am the most suitable candidate you are expecting, but you are still hesitating, because Pompeii? But I have no feelings for him, and he doesn’t even love me as much as my uncle does.”

Alpha was silent for a moment. Caesar's initiative and radicalness exceeded his expectations, and Caesar completely took the initiative in speaking.

He held on to the family's professed love and insisted on asking them to prove it, but he could not find a reasonable excuse for delay at the moment.

"Of course we will put the crown on you with our own hands." Alpha said softly, "But before that, don't you want to know why the family chose you?"

"Isn't it because of blood?" Caesar raised his eyebrows.

The old people looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"Yes, it's because of your bloodline, but Caesar, do you really understand why your bloodline is noble?"

Caesar narrowed his eyes. He wanted to punch the old guy in the face and tell him that of course it was because of his mother.

"Caesar, in fact, even within the family, some people question why the person the family has been waiting for so many years is you." The old man said slowly, "Some people think that the spirit of speech is the embodiment of blood, and your speech spirit [ Although Kamaitachi is not bad, he is far from the strongest. The family has given birth to many outstanding bloodlines over the years, and among them there are even high-risk word spirits with rankings above 101, but they are not the people the family wants to wait for. "

Caesar narrowed his eyes slightly. What he focused on was, where did these people who had awakened high-risk speech spirits go?

The family has never heard of such a person.

Could it be that he was sent to a monastery on an unknown island?

Caesar believed that the family would firmly support the academy in sending unstable mixed-bloods, but the premise was that these people could not be from the Gattuso family.

"Caesar, [Kamaitachi] is not your word spirit. At least it was not inherited from your parents."

The old man finally revealed the final truth to him,

"Do you still remember the circumstances under which you awakened [Kamaitachi]?"

"You must have forgotten that you always thought that this was passed on to you by your mother, and the cost of passing it on to you was that she lost her hearing. But in fact, it was not the case. You only woke up after your mother lost her hearing."

"You longed to hear the voice of the world on behalf of your mother, and the world responded to your will."

The old man stared into Caesar's sea-blue eyes and said affectionately: "Caesar, you were not chosen by the family, but the family was chosen by you. The world chose you, and you deserve to be on the throne of the world."

Caesar was stunned.

The old man's words caused him to fall into a daze, and he could not understand the true meaning of the other party for a while.

In his life, he has heard countless kinds of natural rhythms that are impossible for ordinary people to hear.

In the spring of his childhood, he often stood on the grass at the foothills of the Alps for several hours, looking up at the sky and smiling like an idiot.

At this time, the housekeepers and servants of the Gattuso family stood not far away and whispered whether the young heir had any mental problems.

In their opinion, although this mountain plain was covered with lush dandelions, it was still maddeningly monotonous. Occasionally, it was extremely beautiful after looking at it for a while, but after looking at it too much, they felt that the view was too monotonous and boring, but Caesar saw it at a glance. For most of the day, until his mother came to see him.

Shouldn't children like fun?

But they didn't know that their whispers were also heard by Caesar word by word.

But he didn't bother to argue with them because it would be a waste of his listening to the world.

He was never keen on small toys that made cheerful noises. Instead, he was interested in this piece of grass where the only sound was the wind. No one knew that to Caesar's ears, this mountain plain was full of music. The wind blew away dandelions and countless small umbrellas rotated in the wind. This sound was amplified thousands of times like church music played on a pipe organ. , The little dandelion umbrella is like the young voice of a choir girl.

Thousands of girls are singing, and the entire mountain is the resonating chamber of this invisible organ, playing for one person!

The young Caesar stood in the center and listened to this grand performance, which was much more interesting than those ridiculous toys.

When he grew up, Caesar went to many places. He fought against the waves, against the mountains and rocks, and listened to the sounds of the world.

"What do you mean, the world responded to my will?" Caesar whispered.

"That's the literal meaning." The old man said gently, "This is the proof of your noble bloodline."

Caesar stretched out his hand and called out tentatively: "Jun Yan."

However, nothing happened, which made Caesar a little regretful. Jun Yan was known to be difficult to control, and he was most likely to accidentally injure his teammates, so Chu Zihang always acted alone back then.

He looked at Alpha: "The world seems unwilling to respond to me."

The old man laughed and shook his head: "Caesar, we can't let you live in the eyes of the world with such a talent. Only when you grow up and learn self-control can you freely control this power."

Caesar sighed: "What on earth are you talking about? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"The reason why you think it's ridiculous is because you haven't seen the reality of this world." The old man stood up slowly.

In the past, he had to lie in a wheelchair and rely on someone to pick him up and drop him off. Now he stood up and stood in front of Caesar.

His body is thin and tall, with sagging skin and full of age spots. He is the oldest among everyone present. It is said that he is more than three hundred years old. Angers has to bow to him as a junior when he sees him.

"Caesar, you know who you are named after, don't you?"

The old man leaned down, stared into Caesar's sea-like eyes at close range, and said softly, "Gaius Julius Caesar, your name comes from the historical Emperor Caesar."

"But do you really know the life of this great emperor?"

"In 44 BC, Julius Caesar was assassinated. After his death, he was included in the ranks of the gods according to Roman decree. It was also at this time that the comet known as "Julian's Star" passed through the earth for the first time."

"He will live as long as Nestor. After his ascension, he will return to his place in the sky and be listed as a star. You can welcome his soul from the stabbed body, turn him into a star, and make him a god forever. , high in the sky guarding Capitolium and Vroom..."

The old man recited softly, which was clearly the process of the deification of Caesar recorded by the ancient Roman poet Ovid.

Then, the old man said something that shocked Caesar.

This passage comes from "Cuiyulu".

"... ascended from the earth to heaven, and descended from heaven, gaining the power above and below..."