Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

128 Allegiance
The white mist in the morning shrouded the entire Tokyo like a veil. Although the sun could not be seen, it was much better than yesterday's doomsday rainy night that almost made Tokyo sink.

The trauma that the White King brought to Tokyo when he woke up in the night food has not subsided. The port area is still a mess. Some large containers and fishing boats were even washed to the central area of ​​Tokyo by the tsunami. Occasionally, we can see fire trucks or ambulances. Car lights flickered in the fog of the street below.

Lu Mingfei stood outside the balcony of the VIP suite, watching the buildings in Tokyo looming in the white mist, exhaling scorching breath.

It's the middle of winter.

Erika Uesugi stood beside him, her cool and white cheeks flushed like pink cherry blossoms in full bloom.

A down jacket was draped over the miko's clothes. She looked at Tokyo outside the balcony, her eyes full of hope and anticipation.

Shi Jinzi is still continuing her translation work, and her refreshing and pretty face is obviously tired.

The two women and one man have been tossing about for a whole night without sleep——

It refers to Lu Mingfei telling stories about the Emperor and Sanjieles, as well as various prayer vows that can stick to the heart, and then Shijinzi translates them to Erika.

Erika's pure and ignorant mind, like a blank sheet of paper, quickly accepted Lu Mingfei's insistence on faith. Unfortunately, she couldn't speak and could only recite silently in her heart.

As for whether the Emperor can understand Japanese...

Lu Mingfei felt that loyalty and piety should be able to break through this barrier. After all, he did not speak Chinese in that world, and he still had the Emperor's attention after returning to his hometown.

Yuan Zhisheng wanted to stop it at first, even if he was caught by Lu Mingfei and went to atone with his brother——

That kind of wolf-like eyes seemed familiar during the battle. Yuan Zhisheng used Yan Ling. King Quan for the first time in front of the patriarchs, wanting to burst out the strongest power in an instant to suppress or even defeat the opponent.

As a result, not only was the opponent not panicked by the sudden gravity pressure, but his expression was even a little excited and hopeful.

Then he was unilaterally hanged and beaten by the opponent.

But considering his sister's physical condition, this seems to be the only choice. Lu Mingfei's ability to drag King Bai down from the throne should not only rely on his own strength, but may also represent the existence of a higher will.

Maybe it was the "emperor" that Lu Mingfei kept talking about.

Are there really other gods besides the Dragon Clan in the world?
If Lu Mingfei himself represented the will of the "Emperor", then the Bajia of Sheqi just walked from the shadow of the White King to another unknown shadow.

Yuan Zhisheng fell into self-doubt, and similar emotions appeared when he first learned his identity and what it represented.

"The world is so big."

Erika held up her half-used notebook.

"The world is big, the universe is bigger, but there are many enemies who want to harm mankind."

Lu Mingfei sighed lightly.

The footprints of humans in that universe have set foot on the entire galaxy, with an infinite territory...but so what?

All the time planetary worlds are at war or even destroyed, unarmed people being killed by hideous xenos or heretics falling into chaos.

"Go back to the house."

Erika nodded a little ignorantly.

Compared with the damp and cold outside, the house was warm as spring, and Old Tang was watching TV boredly.

After learning from Finger that Kassel College is a good place, Old Tang looked forward to it, thinking that the rest of his life should be carefree.

I just don't know if there is a salary.

But thinking about it, the head of the road is the most powerful existence among superpowers, so he shouldn't be short of money. If he can't, it's not difficult to go to fight crime and confiscate their ill-gotten gains.

On TV, a group of Tokyo Metropolitan leaders in black suits bowed and bowed solemnly under flashing lights.

Regarding Genji Heavy Industries being attacked by an unknown armed group, it seemed insignificant in yesterday's doomsday disaster, and was quickly ignored.

Old Tang couldn't understand the chattering Japanese, so he continued to switch channels.

The staff of the Meteorological Bureau are bowing and apologizing to the people of Tokyo for not being able to broadcast the weather in time yesterday;

Journalists were on the scene tracking Mount Fuji, which showed signs of eruption yesterday...

Old Tang got tired of watching it, and switched channels one after another. Finally, he saw "Mobile Suit Gundam SEED DESTINY" being rebroadcasted on TV Tokyo.

Erika's eyes lit up, and she trot to sit on the sofa and watched intently.

"It's hard work, take a rest."

Lu Mingfei turned sideways again and thanked Shijinzi who breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he and Erika translated for a whole night, and at the same time, his Japanese level has improved to a certain extent.

"Mr. Lu, you are being polite, I should serve you."

Shizuko said in a low voice.

"You have been translating all night, do you have any thoughts on what I said?"

"How do you feel..." Shijinzi was startled when he heard the words, and then he thought for a while before saying softly, "It's grand and magical...but it's also very dark."

"The emperor you believed in and fought for is great. From the perspective of the world of that dimension, we are just ants nestling on a planet."

"No." Lu Mingfei shook his head, "In my eyes, human beings are only divided into good and evil, regardless of the poor and the poor. I will do my best to save the innocent, even the lowest slave laborers; even the planets that have fallen into chaos and evil Governor I will purify it too."

"So don't despise yourself."

"……Um."

Shizuko nodded slightly.

"Breakfast here!"

Fingel personally pushed the rich and steaming breakfast cart into the room.

Because other people, including the staff of Genji Heavy Industries, need to go through a rather cumbersome and strict inspection to enter this room, so as not to endanger the safety of the distinguished guests in the room...

Of course, this is the etiquette process for the distinguished guests.

The strongest fighting force and the strongest weapon of the Bajia of Sheqi stayed in the room, and there was also a terrifying god-killing man who killed even the White King. No one who didn't have eyes would come in to seek death.

Tamagoyaki, salt-fried salmon sandwiches, rice balls with miso soup, as well as Chinese-style thin-skinned shrimp dumplings, rice rolls, small wontons, soy milk fritters... The chefs of Sheqi Bajia are very considerate for the two owners and distinguished guests They prepare different styles of breakfast.

Enjoying delicious food is a rare time for Lu Mingfei to completely relax. Shijinzi wanted to sit aside with breakfast. As her identity, she was not qualified to sit at the same table with the two heads of the three families, but was rejected by Lu Mingfei. Mingfei pulled back.

As the redeemer Yuanzhinv, who is the useful property of the war group, Lu Mingfei naturally did not allow him to starve himself to death without eating or drinking, and asked Finger to stuff food into his hands.

While everyone was happily enjoying breakfast at the kotatsu table, the only one who felt unnatural was Yuan Zhisheng.

While filling Eriyi's plate with tamagoyaki and shrimp dumplings so as not to be eaten up first by the two foodies, he looked at Lu Mingfei thoughtfully, who looked at his full plate in a daze .

"Father and the others should have come to the conclusion of their discussion...Will the Eight Sheqi Clans choose to submit to this powerful godslayer, or refuse?"

Yuan Zhisheng thought silently in his heart.

They seemed to have no right to choose. The Dragon Bone Cross of the White King hung in the room, and the huge shadow that cast a shadow over their fate of the White King blood was beheaded by this young man who had been in Japan for less than three days.

If they don't agree, the keel of the White King will always belong to those greedy European and American hybrids, and their identities of the blood of the White King may also be traced and liquidated.

"Can Erika follow us back to Kassel Headquarters?"

Lu Mingfei asked suddenly.

"No."

Yuan Zhisheng blurted out almost subconsciously.

Afterwards, he realized his gaffe, and quickly explained: "Eriyi's physical condition does not allow her to travel far away. Not long ago, she just had a blood bath all over her body, and further observation is needed."

"Well, it's a pity. May the Emperor's holy splendor protect her."

Lu Mingfei was a little disappointed. If he could cultivate the child's devout belief in the emperor, he might not be able to find a way to solve the problem about the alien blood in the future.

The breakfast time ended, and Erika was taken away under Yuan Zhisheng's stiff face for daily health checkups and rest. After Miss Shizuko entered the guest room to rest, the room suddenly became much quieter.

Chu Zihang has always acted like a meditator. Except for the time of prayer and meditation, he spends most of his time in the empty gymnasium waving the bone of Tiancongyun.

This is the extremely sharp thing that grows on the remnant body of King Bai, as if it can cut through the world.

Because the bone blade itself was too sharp, Lu Mingfei specially cut off a small part of the tail as the handle when intercepting it, otherwise nothing could hold its sharpness.
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It was not until noon that Yuan Zhisheng returned to the VIP suite with a solemn expression.

"Mr. Lu, the results of the discussion between the Patriarchs have come out."

Holding a paper document in his hand, he sat face to face with Lu Mingfei who was meditating with his eyes closed.

"What's the result?"

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, the gleam in them was as clear and calm as water.

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath, and it seemed that it was difficult to say this decision:
"Under the circumstances that the Japanese branch is under the jurisdiction of Kassel College, the Snake Eight Family will fully support Lu Jun's Weeping Angels in secret."

"Mr. Lu, your status will also be promoted to the 'Honorary Grand Priest' of the family. You can participate in meetings with other family heads and make decisions on major events of the Bajia of Snake Qi..."

His words were immediately interrupted by Lu Mingfei: "Okay, this is enough. I'm not very interested in things like meetings."

"Now let me hear how you want me to protect you."

Lu Mingfei said, with his status as "White King Slayer" and "Emperor Saint", he is naturally qualified to say this sentence.

Since these Japanese people choose to surrender and support, he will not waste the tools available to him.

"The Bajia of Sheqi only hopes that you, Mr. Lu, can keep the history of the Bajia of Sheqi and the source of the keel of the gods a secret from the academy headquarters."

Yuan Zhisheng said sincerely.

　Thank you Yichen_Boss for the reward! !Grateful!

　　Debts are piling up...will be paid!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)