Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 139 Bahamut Chapel

In the spacious kitchen, a woman in an apron was busy, humming an unknown song, washing and peeling off the skin of the tomatoes just picked.

There are obvious lines on her hands, and golden scales surround her arms, showing the extraordinaryness of this woman everywhere.

"Mom, I'm back."

Caesar looked at his mother who was busy in the kitchen with a gentle smile on his face.

"My Caesar is back."

Gulweger turned her head. Over the years, this woman has gained weight and is no longer as beautiful as she was back then, but in Caesar's view, this is a good thing, which means that her mother's body is getting healthier.

"Wash your hands and peel the garlic. There are quite a few people coming tonight."

Caesar smiled and washed his hands, and sat aside to prepare the garlic for the pasta sauce.

"Will the girl come tonight?"

Listening to his mother's question, Caesar paused for a moment before replying:
"Yes, she is very nice, you will like her, Mom."

"Mom's little Caesar has grown up too."

The mother and son communicated, and the aroma of tomatoes wafted in this small kitchen, all the way to the interior of the chapel connected to it.

"Senior, is this the good place you said?"

"That's right, my dear S-level junior, this is one of the few places where you can grab a meal. The point is that the pasta tastes good."

Lu Mingfei and Fingel sat inside the church. This place was different from ordinary Christian churches. There were many long tables and benches like a cafeteria. The wooden tables and chairs matched the gorgeous decoration inside the church, giving people a strange feeling .

Lu Mingfei could already smell a tomato smell, mixed with the aroma of garlic and oil, which made people's index fingers move.

"But senior, what kind of church is this place, Protestantism, Catholicism?"

Looking at the decoration in the church, Lu Mingfei was a little confused. Therefore, this church is a Protestant church, which is relatively simple, but there is neither a cross nor a priest.

In addition to many tables and chairs in the church, there is only a dragon head emblem and a galaxy-shaped emblem. A stack of A4 papers is placed on a table, and a wooden western dragon sculpture is pressed on it.

"This is Bahamut's Church."

"The one from Final Fantasy?"

Bahamut is the boss of Final Fantasy [-], and also a summoned beast. Lu Mingfei had come into contact with it when he was looking for games to play everywhere.

Fingel shook his head, leaned on the table and replied weakly:
"No, it's the Dragon God in DND."

"The board game that Baldur's Gate referenced?"

"Yeah, that's it."

Lu Mingfei felt surprised for a while, it is really unbelievable that someone would worship the gods in the game.

"Did you know, junior, in fact, there are still many people in the United States who believe in the Force, which is the Force in Star Wars."

“May the force be with you”

Finger made a force-locked throat posture towards Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei covered his neck very cooperatively.

"So, don't make a fuss about this kind of thing."

Lu Mingfei nodded in bewilderment. Although it sounds strange, since some people believe in the Force, it is not surprising that some people believe in the gods in the game... right?

Fingel looked at the small door on the side of the church a few times, covered his mouth with his hands, and said to Lu Mingfei in a deep and serious voice:

"Student, I found that we came too early."

"But if we help out, we might be able to eat good pasta sooner."

Lu Mingfei was a little hesitant. Old Tang told him that there are many strange and weird religions in the United States. If you are not absolutely sure, don't get involved with them.

"When I was on a mission, I met a lunatic who believed in evil. He killed all five members of his family and made meat sauce."

Old Tang had a very serious expression when he said this, and Lu Mingfei also kept this in his heart, for fear that the senior he just met would pull him into the kitchen, chop it into meat sauce and put it in the pasta.

"Senior... let's go so as not to disturb others..."

"Let's go, Ms. Gulweger is very nice, now maybe I can give you two more meatballs when the time comes."

Finger pulled Lu Mingfei and walked out the side door of the chapel. Behind him was a vegetable field. A hut stood quietly on the edge of the vegetable field. From the window, one could faintly see someone busy.

Fingel straightened his hair, and the sloppy tramp just now turned into a well-mannered good boy. He raised his right hand and knocked on the door of the hut very gracefully.

Da da da……

There were footsteps at the door, and Fingel showed a smile on his face, arranging his clothes, preparing to give the other party a good impression.

The door was opened a crack, and a somewhat plump woman was wearing an apron, looking at Fingel outside the door with a smile on her face.

"Buona sera (Italian, good afternoon), Ms. Gullweger."

"Oh Fingal, Buona sera."

The woman gave Fingel a hug, patted him on the back, and pulled him in, and the two talked in Italian.

"Ms. Gullweger, I've smelled food from afar."

"Yeah, you came just in time, we're going to bring the pot over."

Only then did Gulweger see Lu Mingfei behind Finger, and greeted him in Chinese.

"Hello?"

Lu Mingfei also saw Gulweger's face, the golden scales spread from the temples to the chin, and a pair of horns protruded from the forehead, surrounding the top of the head like a crown.

This is the first time that Lu Mingfei has a clear concept of hybrids. Now, he understands that Ander's words about hybrids with dragon blood are not empty words.

These guys really have horns on their heads.

"...Hello, Auntie."

Years of education allowed Lu Mingfei to politely greet Gullweger, forced to be astonished, and followed Finger into the hut.

"Ms. Gullweger, this is Lu Mingfei, a descendant of Mr. Ander."

Finger introduced to Guerweger, and Guerweger nodded to Lu Mingfei and made a welcome gesture.

"Ms. Gullweger is the pastor of the church. She is a very nice person. Her children are also studying here..."

A man wearing the same apron as Gullweger came out. It was the big golden retriever that Lu Mingfei met on the front lawn. Now his unruly long hair was honestly put into a ponytail. gentle smile.

"Fingal, you're rubbing against me again..."

Fingel laughed, while Gullweger drove Caesar back to the kitchen, seeming a little annoyed at his son's impoliteness.

"This is Caesar, the boss of the student union, you should have seen it."

"Then why doesn't he have horns on his head?"

Finger's expression became serious. He grabbed Lu Mingfei's shoulder and said word by word:

"Remember, don't tell what Ms. Gullweger looks like."

"Um, what happens if you tell me?"

Finger let go of Lu Mingfei, and said casually:
"Then I have to work overtime to clean the floor."

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(End of this chapter)