Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 359 The Nobles Who Desire for a New Era
"Something that belongs to me...?"

"Well, isn't it?"

The light on the candlestick flickered.

The two looked at each other across the long table.

Even the darkness could not block their vision.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that the existence opposite the long table was not a hybrid at all, and of course it was not a human being. The one sitting opposite the long table was a genuine dragon.

His greed, his longing, are so strong that they cannot be hidden, like a torch burning blazingly in the dark night, they are so eye-catching.

"Actually, someone told me that."

Lu Mingfei's tone was ethereal, as if it came from a distant place, which seemed far away from the two dimensions of space and time.

At that time, the person who said these words to him became the later emperor.

"The existence of rules is unfair."

Frost frowned slightly.

"Ming Fei, this is not right. There is an old saying in your country that there is no rule, no circle, no matter how small a group, such as a class in a school, also has its own class rules. If social rules are absent, there is no value. Elderly people are left to fend for themselves, children born with disabilities are abandoned in the wilderness, and thieves and thieves are rampant in the city. Isn’t this kind of society a hell.”

"I agree with you."

"But everything has a premise. The rules my friend said are different from what you said."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, his eyes lost focus, as if the tall and straight man appeared in front of him, he was a handsome young man, and also a general with a sword facing outwards, you know, the so-called emperor's spirit is to go forward and be selfish Impossible pride.

"I know that absolute equality does not exist, but it is more or less realistic to give everyone equal competition."

"The son of an official is an official, the son of a lawyer is a lawyer, and the son of a doctor is a doctor. Are they really capable enough? How many people inherit their father's career because of their ability, and how many because of their father? "

"Ming Fei, I know the concept of fair competition is very tempting, but have you ever thought that if we work hard all our lives, we will die in the end, so what is the point of all these hard work? Let the success of our hard work be left to the next generation, so that Our spirit germinates in them, and this is the inheritance."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"You are always very reasonable. If you were someone else, you would probably have been persuaded by you."

"What about you, Mingfei?"

He didn't answer Frost's question, but said suddenly.

"Do you know how nobles are formed?"

There is no need to answer this sentence, Lu Mingfei continued on by himself.

"Aristocrats, of course, are not born noble as they preach. No matter what kind of background they are, they will die if they are killed."

He smiled.

"In the beginning, the nobles were also commoners. They lived the same life, everyone was the same, there was no difference."

"Later, people learned how to farm, and a new era came. People no longer need to go hungry and have a full meal, and they don't have to go to the forest to fight wild animals. People have a stable source of food, and everyone has something to eat. OK."

His tone sank, and he finally said the word.

"but."

Lu Mingfei said.

"However, farming needs water, and without water, seeds cannot germinate. So rules emerged. Some people controlled the water, and they prohibited others from approaching it. After killing a few violators, no one dared to approach the water without permission."

"If they want to get water for watering, they have to be obedient and hand in the best food, beautiful women."

"So, the nobleman appeared."

"Of course, there will always be different people later. They are brave, resolute, have extraordinary minds, and have the charisma of a leader."

"They set out to overthrow the aristocracy, but the truth is, they became aristocrats."

"In the final analysis, what many people are angry with is not that they are living a poor life, but that someone is living a better life than themselves."

"And the essence of aristocrats is people who monopolize resources and distribute them according to their own ideas."

Lu Mingfei looked at Frost.

"Now, Kyushu Budo is the resource."

"Whoever has the right to distribute martial arts knowledge will be able to become a nobleman in the coming new era."

"Pause for a moment, Lu Mingfei continued to speak.

"Do you think I'm right?"

Frost stroked the armrest of the seat lightly.

"A noble in the new era?"

he murmured.

"Sounds really tempting."

"But, S-Class."

He changed his address, from Ming Fei in the tone of an elder to a more formulaic S-rank.

At the same time, the tone of Gattuso's acting patriarch was also low, cold and hard, like a sword piercing the enemy's heart on the battlefield.

"Since the new era is mentioned, you should understand what kind of opponent you must fight to reach that future."

"There has never been a change without bloodshed. What stands in front of you is a whole old age force. They have dragon blood and alchemy. They once filled the ocean to make the earth rise. They killed everything and ordered it to resurrect. What about you? ?”

""You are only one person.

Frost states reality as cold as iron.

"Do you want to single-handedly fight against the old age?"

Lu Mingfei clasped his palms together and clasped his fingers together.

"Otherwise, do I have any other options?"

"Of course there is."

Frost was decisive.

"You still have us."

"you?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

"Emperors can change, but nobles last forever."

"Nobody knows better than we what to do when times change."

"We can assist you in establishing a new order."

"It can help you distinguish who is good and who is bad."

"It can assist you in liquidating the remnants of the old era."

"There are so many things we can do."

"So, S-Class, with our help, you will truly build the new era you want."

"It's really reckless of you not to sell the comb to the monk."

Lu Mingfei sighed and asked again.

"and then."

"Can I understand your words as a deal?"

"Since it is a transaction, it must not be a unilateral payment, so, I wonder what the Gattuso family wants to get from me?"

"get something?"

Frost said softly.

"Of course, your friendship."

Lu Mingfei smiled, and he spread his hands helplessly.

"I don't think mere friendship is worth so much."

"That depends on whose friendship it is."

"If it's an S-level friendship, it's totally worth our effort."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while, then nodded.

"Then you will be able to continue your aristocratic life in the new era by relying on your friendship with me."

His eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something interesting, he applauded lightly, admiring while drumming.

"I've only heard about it before, but it's the first time I've seen it. Your kind must be the inheritance secret of the thousand-year-old nobles. No matter who is in charge, the orders issued must still be carried out by specific people. This is for you. It provides the soil for survival, it's good, it's good, it's really good."

Crisp applause echoed here.

The dim light of the candlestick flickered slightly.

The invisible air current hovers.

Frost waited quietly.

He knew what he should do, and it was nothing more than his intention to distribute. Sitting in Gattuso's position as the head of the family, he was already familiar with the task of dividing the cake. Just as Frost said to Lu Mingfei, no matter the emperor changes, the nobles always Undead, maybe Lu Mingfei, the person who opened the curtain of a new era, will be crowned king. It doesn't matter, there must be a place under the throne that belongs to Gattuso.

Frost was so convinced.

This is an obvious fact, look at what Lu Mingfei wants to do, to promote his martial arts until the whole world has the opportunity to practice martial arts, this is to sweep all the hybrids and dragons of the old era into the trash, Unless he is a fool, a hopelessly naive idealist, he must understand that no matter whether it is the new era or the old era, the existence of nobles is irreplaceable.

And is Lu Mingfei a fool?

Or is he hopelessly idealistic?
Frost thinks neither.

Whether they are fools or idealists, they can only be torches, burning themselves to illuminate the way forward, and to be a teacher for future generations, but these two kinds of people will never be able to truly create a career.

"Boom!"

Lu Mingfei smashed the long table with one palm.

Exquisite dishes, velvet tablecloths and candlesticks, the treat collapses.

In the chaotic box, only two people were sitting upright.

One is Lu Mingfei and the other is Frost.

The door opened, and it was Patsy. He scanned the chaotic box, and his eyes quickly passed over the two of them.

Without Frost asking, Percy has closed the door again. This is what a qualified secretary should do. For some things, it will be too late to do it after someone speaks.

The compartment was plunged into darkness again.

However, after the episode of Percy, the original solemn atmosphere eased a little.

The sword is not on the verge of breaking out, and the sharp gaze slows down a bit.

"Is that your answer?" asked Frost.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei said.

A moment of silence.

"Don't think about it anymore?"

Frost was warm.

"The kindness from Gattuso is not so easy to refuse."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei stood up and adjusted his school uniform.

The straight-faced school uniform is draped on the boy, which naturally has an attractive aura. Kassel is indeed a German school. From the cafeteria cuisine to the student uniforms, it is full of German style. At this time, Lu Mingfei gave He doesn't feel like a student, but more like a general who came down from the battlefield, but his target is not someone else, it is the source of this uniform.

Do you think I, Lu Mingfei, have never done something like single-handedly fighting against the old era?
It's nothing more than starting all over again.

"If you have any means, just let the horse come over, and I will follow."

"It's just that I think it's necessary for me to remind you."

The darkness is not an obstacle, Lu Mingfei accurately found Frost's eyes, and the two looked at each other here.

"I am the undertaker of bronze and fire."

"Can the so-called nobles really bear the anger of the monarch?"

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, turned and left.

His footsteps faded away.

Paxi entered the box after Lu Mingfei left. He walked across the messy ground like a dexterous cat, tiptoeing without making a sound.

Soon, he stood behind Frost like a shadow, with his drooping bangs covering one side of his eyes.

"young people."

Frost said.

"What a young man."

Frost slowly closed his eyes.

"Passy."

"exist."

"Our S-class doesn't seem to have thought about why I am sending out invitations at the time when the hearing is about to resume."

"Young people, with too little experience, often take it for granted, I can understand."

"As an elder, I think I have an obligation to help him grow."

After speaking such a long paragraph, Frost seemed to be tired, so he waved his hand and just said.

"Take a word to our friends, tomorrow, come as planned."

"Yes."

…………

When Lu Mingfei returned to the dormitory, a pair of eyes immediately looked over. Lu Mingfei, who was still thinking about what Frost said, felt warm in his heart. Sure enough, as long as there are people who care about him, no matter what he faces No matter what kind of wind and rain, he will not shrink back, and a steady stream of strength is pouring out of his body, which is great.

"Boss, you don't even pack a big meal!"

Fingel complained bitterly.

"I see you clearly!"

Lu Mingfei: ...

He looked down at his empty hands and nodded thoughtfully.

"Pack it up, eat a big meal, come on."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his fists and walked towards Finger step by step. There seemed to be a black mist visible to the naked eye around his body, and his expression was extremely sinister.

"I'll let you have a good taste."

Finger widened his eyes and hugged his chest tightly. His demeanor was very similar to that of a weak girl who ran into a two-hundred-pound man in a dark alley, but judging from the body shape, the roles of the strong man and the girl seemed to be reversed. The thin Lu Mingfei He actually played the role of a strong man. As for the girl, is she just like Fingel? Come on, who has ever seen a girl with more hair on her chest than her hair?

But this tough young lady did choke her throat and let out a horrific scream.

"Help! S-rank kills!"

Of course, the smart Finger knew that calling for help would be useless, so he immediately turned his head to look at Chu Zihang and Kaiser beside him, looking at them with pitiful eyes like brown bears.

"Two heroes, for the sake of my hard work and no credit in the past, help me!"

It was good not to say this, as soon as he said it, he immediately reminded Chu Zihang and Kaiser.

Memories welled up in their minds, and they remembered, those from the News Department, or, to put it bluntly, those pictures and compositions written by Fingal, about the forbidden relationship between the president of the Lionheart Club and the head of the student union, who are mutual enemies , fell in love and killed each other, the feelings gradually heated up in the competition, it was a sad rainy day, the two were exhausted lying on the ground, they were ragged, they were panting, they...

You will have to pay later.

It’s really infuriating to say it, Caesar still saw this story from his girlfriend, think about it, one day you just killed the Quartet in the Martial Arts Arena, just when you were in a happy mood and sighed about the loneliness of the master, you My little girlfriend suddenly came to the door, holding a small notebook in her hand, with that kind of teasing look that makes people feel bad at first sight, a smile exclusive to little witches, and then waved the notebook to ask you.

"Is it all true here?"

When you open it suspiciously, you will see the passionate past of the two men. In that mood, look at the smile on the corner of the girlfriend's mouth in front of you.

Well, Fingal is dead.

Of course, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang were the ones who stayed overnight in the Vengeance Society. On that day, Finger was wrapped into a mummy in the school infirmary. Those who didn’t know it thought it was a specimen brought back from Egypt by the executive department. Hey, the Pharaohs in the book It's true that they are all powerful hybrids. It's really interesting to see that this mummy can still move after all these years.

It’s just that several months have passed since that incident, and I’ve vented my anger. At first, Kaiser and Chu Zihang almost forgot all about it. This time, thanks to Finger’s reminder, they rang again.

So, after Fingel saw Chu Zihang and Kaiser getting up and walking, before he could get excited and say thank you with tears in his eyes, he found that they held him down from left to right, and then nodded to Lu Mingfei.

"Hit whatever you want, he can't escape."

Fingal: ...

His expression was so complicated that he didn't know how to describe it.

Turning his head slowly, looking at Chu Zihang, then turning his head again, looking at Caesar, he suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely moving, and even exerted all his strength, Fingel struggled violently like a mad wild boar.

But he didn't think about who he was on either side.

The president of the Lionheart Club and the head of the student union are two big figures serving him alone. What a blessing!
By the way, we have to add Lu Mingfei, the head of the Kyushu Branch in Kassel. These are the three best people among the contemporary young mixed races, serving him together.

Fingel was moved to tears at that time.

This stream lasted for a full 10 minutes. I have to say that Fingel couldn't thank the three young mixed-race leaders for his affection.

Zero silently put down the camera and looked at it. It was Fingel with an unlovely face. His clothes were messy and his eyes were dull. Zero nodded. The news material was available. Sure enough, only magic can defeat magic.

It's just that Zero suddenly thought about such a question, with Finger's face, would he really care about writing his own news?
Worth pondering.

A few people sat in a circle, and Lu Mingfei talked about what happened after he went to see Frost. The so-called brainstorming, Lu Mingfei himself is not the type who is good at analysis, he is very self-aware, in this case, let professionals do it For professional matters, I have Chu Zihang and Ling on my side, and Caesar from Gattuso's family. Instead of figuring it out by myself, it's better to tell the problem and let everyone think about it together.

"So, that uncle of mine has his eye on Kyushu Martial Arts?"

Caesar spoke.

"Frost wants to win you over, but he doesn't offer enough chips."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei.

"But he's Gattuso's acting head, and I don't think Frost would do something pointless."

"what do you mean?"

"This is an ultimatum."

Chu Zihang seemed to be stating a fact.

"His invitation tonight is just an ultimatum. Maybe before you go, he has already made preparations that you will not agree."

Several people were thoughtful, and Fingel, who was dying, looked at them and also pretended to be thoughtful.

"Since it's just an ultimatum tonight, the method Frost prepared should be..."

They looked at each other and spoke in a deep voice at the same time.

"tomorrow."

This is obvious. At what time now, the hearing will be resumed in more than ten hours. Whatever means Frost can have, it will definitely be used here in the hearing.

"But, against me?"

Lu Mingfei was deep in thought.

But he couldn't figure it out.

"What can Frost do to me?"

After a while, several people looked at Caesar in unison.

Caesar's smile was slightly stiff.

"If you want to get news from me, forget it. Although that guy is my uncle in name, I can't deal with him."

"Hey, what are you talking about, you can't write two Gattusos in one stroke, can you?"

Fingal smiled dog-leggedly.

Before he could finish his next words, he was forced back by Caesar's cold eyes. Fingel lay down again and continued his great work of playing the corpse.

"Actually, if you want me to tell you, what's the use of thinking about it?"

Caesar crossed his arms.

"With our strength, even if the school board of directors makes a decision, we can still disobey orders."

"As long as we don't cooperate, they won't get anything with martial arts."

Lu Mingfei nodded silently.

As expected of senior Kaiser, he has his personal style. Although these few words are a bit simple and rude, they are indeed very reasonable. At least in Kyushu Budo, they have an absolute advantage. , and absolutely can't find a way to break the game.

It was late at night, and Lu Mingfei announced the end of the meeting, and they each went back to their rooms to rest, and even Fingel limped out.

Lu Mingfei gave him a strange look.

"Wait, where are you going? Isn't this your bedroom?"

Fingel looked back in grief.

"No, my dormitory is the school doctor's room!"

Lu Mingfei thought for a while, flipped through his memories, and summed up how long this guy had lived here last semester, and how long he had been lying in the hospital bed in the school infirmary. Suddenly, he felt that what Fingel said made sense. The bedroom is really more like this guy's bedroom.

Seeing Finger's limping back disappearing at the top of the stairs, stubborn and desolate, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but burst into joy, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"This guy, it's a pity not to be the actor."

Having said that, Lu Mingfei yawned and walked into the bathroom.

…………

In the dark ice cellar, the living alchemy equipment sings on its own, two pens dance lightly, and the sound of footsteps colliding with steel suddenly resounds, and the lively atmosphere stops. These magical items seem to have received silent orders, In an instant, they fell to the ground one after another, as if all their lives had been sucked out.

The burly man walked slowly, his gaze didn't stop because of the rags all over the floor, even though the alchemy equipment that can be stored here, any one that can be taken out is of amazing value, causing countless mixed-races to force their heads .

Finally, besides the sound of footsteps, there was a second kind of movement here.

Gulu Gulu, click, click, something rolled out of the darkness, and it was illuminated by the light of the alchemy matrix reaction. The burly man stopped, and he lowered his head to look at the person who came.

That's not a living thing, no, to be precise, it has some of the characteristics of a living thing, because this is a man-made life form, and it looks like the protagonist in the animated movie "Wall-E", the little trash recycling machine. Robots, goofy, funny and cute.

"Little guy, did your master ask you to come out and pick me up?"

The robot Wall-E swings two arms made of baseball bats, Caracalla swaying from side to side like cramped seaweed.

This strange dance is probably answering the man's question, so it should be affirmative.

The man smiled.

He patted little Wall-E on the metal head.

"Go, lead the way."

After receiving the order, Wall-E rolled the tire made of baseball, backed up gruntingly, and quickly found the direction again. It plunged into the garbage pile. After a long while, it probably found that someone hadn't followed, and Wall-E slipped again. Coming out, the metal head lifted, conveying doubtful emotions to the man.

"Okay, here we come."

The man said helplessly.

He looked at the trash heap and shook his head.

There is no way, who said that this is a secret passage leading to the computer room?

So all kinds of things he couldn't think of were everywhere along the way. The man seemed to be going on an adventure. The little robot WALL-E was the guide of this adventure. They overcame obstacles all the way, and finally, half an hour later, the man appeared in a disheveled state. out of the engine room.

He spat ashes out, and slapped his whole body in embarrassment. Even he disliked himself now. It was hard to imagine what this man had gone through.

Suddenly a girl's laughter sounded.

That was the beam of light from the ceiling, rendering a girl in a white dress. She was so beautiful, like an elf at night, suspended in the light with her bare feet, and her long black hair floated like seaweed.

After watching for a long time, it will give people such an illusion, as if the girl is not floating in the light, but in the deep sea.

It's no wonder, in the final analysis, her life has always stopped at the sea of ​​that year.

"Hey, long time no see."

The man greeted with a little embarrassment, hell, he clearly swore that he would always look handsome in front of this girl, why is he so embarrassed today!

The girl probably saw his embarrassment, this is a considerate girl, she tried hard to control her emotions, but in the end she couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay, laugh, laugh."

The man had a resigned tone.

"Look, it's not shameful to be laughed at by your girlfriend, is it?"

The man tried to comfort himself with such words, but he succeeded, at least the man believed it as he said it, and even raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile.

It's just that this action touched the wound on his face, and the man grinned in pain.

A small fluorescent hand reached out to him.

"You are hurt?"

The ethereal girl's voice came from all directions. It was the audio system hidden in the wall. They worked together to restore the girl's voice, as if... as if she was still alive.

"What is this, I told you, scars are a man's medal of merit!"

As he said this, the girl's hand still passed through his face, you who couldn't be touched, obviously no one spoke, but a faint sigh sounded in their hearts at the same time.

The girl smiled lightly.

"You have a group of good brothers."

"Brothers……"

The man pouted.

"Forget it, a group of brats want me to help wipe their buttocks. It's too early to fight side by side with my uncle."

"really."

The girl put her hands behind her back, jumped back a step, and looked at him with her little chin raised.

"I will only come if you need me. You are still the same, really."

The man was stunned, such a girl brought back his memories, the scene in front of him overlapped with the memory, he seemed to return to many years ago, when the girl called to him in the sun, shaking the bottle containing calcium tablets ring.

"You bastard, you can't listen to what you say, I've decided, I'll keep an eye on you from today on!"

"If you don't eat calcium tablets, I won't let you off easily!"

The man squirmed his lips, the name lingered between his lips and teeth from his heart to his mouth, and finally, it turned into a light sigh and went away with the wind.

(End of this chapter)