Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 139 138. Miss Xia Mi’s final strategy (1)

Section One: Backup Plan

"The academy has dispatched a more powerful and uncontrollable force to carry out this dragon-slaying mission. Instead, what we have to do is to assist from the side." The short hunting knife named Dictado was thrown up and down by Caesar. Flying around, the index finger of his right hand gently tapped the tabletop of the long solid wood table in front of him, making a clicking sound.

This manor on the outskirts of the capital is the property of the Gattuso family. It covers an area so large that it can even accommodate an entire army of mixed races.

The team sent by Kassel College to China gathered here. Three three-person teams, but only seven people arrived.

"With the authority of all of us present, we are unable to inquire about the detailed information of the newly dispatched hunting team from the academy. In the mission requirements, they don't even have a hyperlink to click on. It is a very mysterious team. It is the secret party from the Dark Ages. The organization that has been preserved to this day." Chu Zihang held the Dao scabbard in his arms, his whole body hidden in the shadows opposite Caesar, only the evil ghost eyes bursting out with fierce golden light.

The captains of the three teams are Caesar, Nono and Lancelot, but now the people in the leadership position have obviously become Caesar and Chu Zihang. Nono has never been the one to strategize, and Lancelot It will never overwhelm the guest.

This kind of thing is not difficult to understand. The mixed-race world is originally a world where the weak eat the strong. You have power that covers the sky and the sun, and you have wealth that rivals other countries. But when death comes with the sword, all you can rely on is your bloodline. The strong have the right to speak, while the weak only deserve to be dominated by the strong. When the guy who truly has the ability to dominate everyone here is not around, then the position of leader will naturally fall on the two of them.

The dark conference room was silent. None of the people involved in the operation could be considered senior specialists. Only Chu Zihang had the experience of executing many missions. At this point, even Caesar couldn't compare with him. There are many reasons for this. For example, Chu Zihang’s mentor is Schneider, the director of the executive department. Another example is that Chu Zihang’s bloodline is strong and unstable. More importantly, this young man who is burdened with the mission of killing a certain god always has to Use the hardest fighting to hone your abilities.

"Isn't it great that the academy sent General Huwei to encircle and suppress the rebels?" Fingel, who tried hard to curl up to avoid attracting attention, was the first to speak at this time, with a rather flattering tone. He gestured and bowed in front of Caesar, "If you ask me, let's just act as General Huwei's supervisor Xiao Huangmen. That's fine. The emperor sent us this kind of errand just to give us benefits. General Huwei worked desperately on the front line, and the credit goes to us little eunuchs who supervise the army. What does it have to do with us that the generals died in hundreds of battles and the warriors returned ten years ago? We, the nine-person group, are waiting honestly for the mission to be over to go back and get promoted. Okay?" This guy obviously realized something and wanted to make a last-ditch effort at this time.

However, his gesture and words clearly offended Caesar. He was always a proud man, and at this moment, his ice-blue eyes were as cold as the abyss of the far north.

Chu Zihang also frowned. Everyone's expressions and demeanor were different, but the young people who could appear here were all A-level hybrids who had high hopes from the academy, including good old guys like Lancelot. , most people glared at Fingel.

On the other hand, Nono crossed his arms, chewed bubble gum in his mouth, and glanced at everyone coldly.

"It's not that I'm arrogant, it's just that I think it will be difficult for the academy to send a team that surpasses us in overall strength to carry out this mission." Caesar considered his words, "I have reviewed the academy for nearly 30 years. Of all the students’ files, we are definitely the best among them. What’s more, Lu Mingfei in this team has faced and even killed Dragon King-level targets.”

The "we" in Caesar's mouth obviously only included him and Chu Zihanglu Mingfei, and the other members were not among them.

The young master of the Gattuso family does not feel conceited about himself, but in fact he is prouder than anyone else.

There are really not many students in the academy who can be recognized by Caesar. So far, there are only two, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang also nodded slightly. Although he didn't speak, he obviously agreed with Caesar's point of view. This cold-faced murderer has been hanging out in the execution department all year round, and is often in contact with senior specialists in the execution department. He has even seen many famous beheaders on the battlefield. Those beheaders have received the most rigorous training, and they have also With powerful bloodlines, almost every one of them is a rare A-level hybrid.

It can be said that Chu Zihang's single-player combat ability has been able to steadily defeat a two-person team of decapitators.

If the college sent specialists from the execution department to carry out this Dragon King hunting operation, then Chu Zihang really didn't have high hopes for it.

However, he himself is a person who enforces orders and prohibitions. In the executive department or among the students of the entire Kassel Academy, there is no one who is more like a soldier than Chu Zihang.

He will not disobey the Academy's orders and do anything unwise.

"I think we can make the necessary measures while completing the established tasks of the academy to ensure that if the academy's first offensive operation is hindered, there will be no catastrophic consequences in the city." Caesar knew it very well. Chu Zihang's people, so he considered his statement, and at the same time leaned forward, meeting the participants' eyes one by one.

Only when facing Nono, he looked past those crimson eyes.

"If it does not affect the tasks issued by the college, I agree with this behavior." Chu Zihang raised his right hand and chose to stand with Caesar.

Lancelot and Susie had always been staunch supporters of Chu Zihang. Seeing the president make a decision, they immediately raised their right hands.

Fingel frowned and said, "Can I abstain? To be honest, saving the world is a big deal and it's better to leave it to all the martial arts heroes. A useless dog like me will only hold you back..." This man shivered. explain.

But no one paid attention to him. Everyone turned their attention to Zero and Nono who had not yet raised their hands.

Zero's face was still expressionless, her long platinum hair was smooth and beautiful, and the flames burned the edge of her skirt with a dazzling gold color. She was indeed a princess-like figure. While everyone was watching, she still tilted the drawing board and used a pencil to draw on it. When painting, her fingers are light and slender, and the tip of the pencil draws lines that are invisible to others on the drawing board.

The atmosphere at the table was a little cold at the moment. The beautiful Russian girl was still writing and drawing on the paper. Everyone listened to the sound of pencil scratching the paper, even Caesar, who never liked being used in this way. The person being treated is also waiting quietly.

She had been writing and drawing since the team sent by the academy was called here for a meeting. No one knew what she was doing, but the expression on her plain white and cold face was so serious, as if she was really doing it. It was a very important job, and Ling never got close to others in the academy, so he often went out for supper with Lu Mingfei. At this time, no one would talk to him in a smart way.

Finally, the Russian woman stopped what she was doing. Zero raised his eyes. His long and curved eyelashes trembled slightly. The white-gold pupils in his eyes were so cold when they met the eyes of Caesar and Chu Zihang. It was the cold wind in Siberia. She was like a duchess waking up from a deep sleep. She looked around lazily, her eyes passing over the faces of every participant, neither stopping nor responding, just looking coldly. This kind of look Everyone was a little angry, but Caesar and Chu Zihang still didn't change much in their demeanor.

One of them is an Italian nobleman who calls himself a gentleman, and has always warned himself not to show any impatience with any woman; the other is a nervous facial paralysis, who probably hasn't recovered enough to realize it at the moment. Zero's gaze was a little offensive.

Unexpectedly, Zero's eyes fell neither on Caesar nor on Chu Zihang, but instead looked at Nono, who was wearing a high-profile ivory dress next to him.

Those crimson eyes were dancing with dim gold. Nono did not avoid Zero's direct gaze, but only looked back with his eyes.

"We should ask Lu Mingfei's opinion on this kind of action. He is the only one in this team who has real combat experience with Dragon King-level targets." Zero said softly.

Nono sat up straight, and anyone could feel that this girl, whose aura was particularly sharp today, seemed to have been touched by a certain heartstring. Her eyes and expressions at the moment could not tell whether they were angry or sad.

Caesar's expression did not change. He seemed to be used to Lu Mingfei taking away the glory and glory that originally belonged to him. At this moment, he just silently looked at Nuonuo.

The young master of the Gattuso family has never been disappointed in love, probably because he has never been in love, but he is actually a little unconvinced to lose to Lu Mingfei in this matter. Lu Mingfei, apart from his bloodline There is nothing better than Caesar, and Caesar is generous and gentle, making him the perfect boyfriend in the hearts of girls. Someone on the Night Watch forum also conducted an interesting survey. Among all undergraduate students, Caesar's support rate among girls reached 73%, which is enough to top the list of Kassel College. , which means that more than 70% of girls prefer boys like Master Gattuso when choosing a partner, while Lu Mingfei’s support rate among girls is only 41%. Chu Zihang’s support The rate is similar to that of Lu Mingfei, 45%.

But what's the use? You're rich, you're cool, you're handsome, you're a heartthrob, but if you don't love me, you don't love me.

——After parting ways at the airport, Caesar and Chu Zihang had completely lost contact with Lu Mingfei. It wasn’t that they couldn’t get through his phone calls, it was just that this guy was fooling around somewhere and wouldn’t answer anyone’s calls. Chu Zihang was still quite worried that something had happened to his junior brother, but at this moment, the EVA, still showing off as Norma, responded that Lu Mingfei was safe now, but Chu Zihang could not inquire about the whereabouts of S-level students with his A-level authority. They also lost contact with Xia Mi.

Of all the people here, only Nono is likely to know the whereabouts of these two people, because she was the one who found Lu Mingfei at Tianjin Port last night.

"The principal assigned them special tasks and they will not act with us." Nono shrugged, his eyes lowered, and Zero also shifted his gaze.

Caesar was stunned for a moment. As a result, this team lost its most powerful combat effectiveness. Whether it could serve as the first action team's assistance was still a question.

"There is no throne in the world that cannot be broken. The Philosopher's Stone is the sharp sword that can assassinate the king." He stretched out his clenched left hand and hung it above the table. Magnificent crystals seeped out of the gaps in his fist. There was a hint of confusion on everyone's faces.

"Our plans will not change," Caesar said.

At this moment, Nuonuo finally saw what Ling was drawing. It was a very realistic yet somewhat absurd cartoon, depicting the current situation. The proud Caesar is in the middle, with Chu Zihang carrying a long knife, Lancelot and Susie surrounding him. The image of Fingel in it is not himself, but a skinny gray wolf with his tail between his legs. A bit like a dog again.

Nono was also in it, but only the outline was drawn. Zero also drew himself in, but the image was just a somewhat funny Russian doll.

The sound of the chair scraping against the ground was slightly harsh in the silent environment. Everyone looked at Nono who was slowly getting up. A look of impatience appeared on the girl's face, "I will not participate in your actions, and neither will Fingel." No, I have more important things to accomplish."

Fingel smoothed his hair and shook his pectoralis major. The expression on his face was quite arrogant. As soon as Nono finished speaking, he was already serving Miss Chen like a douchebag. .

No one spoke, but Susie's expression changed slightly. She took out her mobile phone and sent a document to Nono from the school network, "Girl, what do you want to do?" Her expression was a little anxious, but Nono didn't even notice. Have a look.

"Take this and help me do something." Nono patted a card in Fingel's hand and said in a low voice, "Thank you, senior brother, for running around. I'm a little pressed for time. You must be there before the action starts." Get things done.”

Fingel's expression changed greatly, he rubbed the surface of the card with his fingers, then secretly stuffed it into his pocket, patted his chest and said, "Junior sister, don't worry, I've always been reliable in doing things."

They seemed to be careful when speaking, but in fact they were completely undisguised and everyone noticed.

Caesar's expression changed, but he said nothing.

Nuonuo has no voice, and his combat power is extremely limited on such a battlefield. Not to mention a loser like Fingel. If he really breaks into the dragon king level battlefield, he might just be Fenrir's snack. If he doesn't participate, Not a bad thing either.

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Section 2: Mai Shutoku

There are pubs of one kind or another hidden in the alleys of this city. Tired young people will go in and order a martini to drink half the night in their free time. The uncomfortable heavy metal rock music is not popular in the pubs. , on the contrary, the soothing ballads like streams are more popular among the guests.

Lu Mingfei put the box containing the Seven Deadly Sins on the small table by the window, ordered himself four glasses of very strong distilled liquor, and leaned back on the chair to sip one cup after another. Smoking was not prohibited here, so he He gave the waiter at the door a few bills and asked the waiter to help him buy a few packs of domestic cigarettes. He was not used to smoking, but after all, there was nothing better.

A person's life is spent in constant compromise. Today, Lu Mingfei has already learned how to bow his head.

The young girls looked curiously at the sad-looking young man leaning against the window. Girls who could come to a place like this had some knowledge. Naturally, they could see that Lu Mingfei's outfit was of great value. The world time watch. , Florence’s custom-made suits, and handmade leather shoes. What attracts them more is the contrast between the boy’s facial features that are still slightly immature but his eyes that are weathered.

The alcohol content of the distilled wine was a bit high, and the girl behind the front desk occasionally cast her eyes over to see how the boy who said he was an adult was doing.

But Lu Mingfei's face remained calm, his S-level physical fitness was clearly revealed at this moment, and the effect of alcohol in his body was already very small.

It's just that his heart is not at peace. Of course alcohol can anesthetize an ordinary person, but how can it anesthetize a natural dragon slayer like him.

Lu Mingfei picked up the cup with trembling hands, raised his head and drank it all. He felt a burning pain in his throat, which hurt his heart and eyes.

Night was slowly falling, and this already busy city became even busier at this moment. Lu Mingfei took out his cell phone to check it every few minutes. He never replied to Xia Mi's message. He thought that maybe this way she would not go back to the Nibelungen, maybe then the little dragon girl named Jörmungandr would realize the danger and run away quickly.

But the junior sister's profile picture has turned gray since noon. Lu Mingfei has been paying attention to her mobile phone signal through Norma. The satellite map shows that the signal source represented by the mobile phone has disappeared somewhere after noon. Inside the subway station.

The aroma of wine overflowed in the small tavern, and Lu Mingfei's head ached a little. His face turned pale for a moment, because he suddenly realized that he had had a similar experience, but it was not BJ, but in Tokyo. It's not just any tavern on the roadside, but Takamagahara, the throne room of Cowherd's shop.

Maybe the alcohol was just starting to get to his head, and his body began to shake. Natsumi's face and Eri's face overlapped and separated in a vague way, as if someone had edited two different videos together, making people so confused. So dizzy again.

There is a voice in the dark saying, Lu Mingfei, are you still going to watch the tragedy happen? Haven't you already made the decision to break the shackles of fate?

But there was another voice roaring in his head. That voice was saying, have you forgotten Eri? Do you really want to be an enemy of everyone?

Lu Mingfei felt that his headache was about to split open, and his body couldn't stop trembling. He then fiercely put his right hand into the hiking bag. The Seven Deadly Sins knife case was not closed at first, but at this moment Lu Mingfei actually slipped out of the gap. He held the handle of an ancient sword in his hand, and the coolness of the metal was like a shot in the arm, making him suddenly sober.

He actually made his choice a long time ago, right? Now he just wants to say goodbye to that wrong fate.

But what about Xia Mi? But Xia Mi’s fate? Was this fate really a mistake for her? The voice shouted in his head again, and he still hated the iron.

Lu Mingfei slapped the cup on the table irritably, probably forgetting to restrain his strength. The glass actually shattered, transparent dregs flew everywhere, cut his hand, and blood mixed with wine flowed down.

He stared blankly at the wound that had begun to heal. He still felt the same pain as last time, but it was no longer unbearable. He was different now. He was stronger and had the power to change his destiny. But why was he still asking for help? What about that damn fateful surrender?

At this time, a drunk girl walked to the side of the table. Her skin was pale and tinged with the blush of drunkenness. Her facial features were exquisite. She was about twenty-five or six years old. Her eyes were blurred. She put her dark coat on the table. He swept away the shards of glass and the poured wine, then half-leaned on the table, leaning forward, his bare shoulders so white against the red dress.

Lu Mingfei remembered her. This lady had also been here all afternoon. Just now she was twisting her waist on the small dance floor not far away, her skirt was flying, her straight legs were looming, and she was surrounded by applause and laughter. Whistle.

Lu Mingfei took a few more glances, not because he was lustful, but because he felt familiar, especially those unforgettable long legs.

"Do you mind if I sit down for a while, brother?" The girl in the red dress, with sparkling eyes, stretched out her right hand to hook Lu Mingfei's chin, raised his head, and then looked condescendingly into the boy's eyes.

"Whatever." Lu Mingfei broke away easily. He was not in the mood to flirt with the girl on the roadside today, and his tone of voice was much stiffer.

"Brother, I see you haven't been happy all day. Why, are you broken in love?" The girl actually sat down opposite Lu Mingfei, and at the same time asked the waiter to bring two more glasses of distilled wine. Lu Mingfei frowned. , pulled the Seven Deadly Sins off the table and placed them next to him without saying a word.

"Little brother, you are still young. Drinking too much wine will hurt your health, so these two drinks belong to my sister." The girl held her chin in one hand and looked at Lu Mingfei with blurred eyes, "You look so depressed, those who love you People will be sad if they see it.”

"Can someone like me still be loved?" Lu Mingfei finally spoke. His voice was a little hoarse, but low and extremely magnetic.

"How is it possible, little brother, there are always people who love you in this world." The girl breathed out like a blue, and the hand holding the wine glass seemed to be shaking, "Those who love you are not more than the people you love, but you You have to protect yourself, otherwise those who love you will be disappointed."

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the girl close at hand. For some reason, a weak spot in his heart was finally hit, as if he had been stabbed hard by a sharp weapon.

Yes, there are always people who love him, but he always disappoints those who love him.

"Do you have any friends around here?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly. The girl was stunned for a moment and shook her head in confusion.

Then she saw Lu Mingfei pick up the two glasses of spirits and drink them down in one gulp. "Sister, please go home early. It's not safe for a girl to drink so much outside." Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes and said He walked out of the tavern with his hiking bag.

There was constant traffic in front of me, children holding their mother's hand and making noise, and young men and women walking in a hurry after get off work.

This is the human world, but there seems to be no place for him in the human world.