Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 372 Coach, I want to learn to fight the Dragon King

If the Brave Squad had a classic composition, what would it be?

[Brave]: As the first choice for the classic weapon, the brave will use the big sword to tear the flesh of the monster, meet the destined sword of the brave, and then defeat the devil.

[Archer]: Generally, you must be a goblin clan. While being responsible for the appearance of the team, you need to have the role of long-range fire support. At the same time, because of your weak melee combat ability, you can provide the brave with a chance to save the beauty.

[Dwarf]: A typical melee role. In addition to being active in the frontal battlefield, it can also conflict with the goblins. The two can provide more waves and conflicts of ideas to the story, and the relationship is likely to become better in the end.

[Magician]: The key figure in the turnaround of adversity, relying on powerful firepower to destroy the army, is a powerful output player, and is also likely to be part-time as the team's recovery.

So far, it's almost there.

In fact, there are many variants, for example, separate calculations between magicians and monks, for example, it may be necessary to add a thief class to be responsible for the dark intelligence detection.
However, in fact, no matter what kind of brave team, it needs a responsibility.

【Baggage Responsible】

If you put it in the Western Paradise, you will be Monk Sha, and if you put it in the brave team, you will be a human race who is not a brave man. Sooner or later, you will be squeezed out by the team and return to the town to live a slow life and marry a wife.

They are often not very useful, and staying in the team will bring hidden dangers to the team's safety. In most cases, they are responsible for notifying the combat force that a character in the team has been captured by the enemy. Make a meal with your luggage.

Not that it's useless.

Rather, it's weird.

Correct.

That's me.

Caesar Gattuso - a sand monk.

"what!!!--"

When Caesar got up in horror from the bed of the Gattuso family, it was already noon.

The dazzling sunlight came in from the window, passing through the tulle, and engraved the temperature on Caesar's arm.

He looked at his hands, but couldn't help putting them on his head first.

He scratched his hair and took it down again.

There, there are several intertwined gold threads.

The memory goes back to that battlefield.

He first fought against Norton's puppet. So far, Caesar thought he should have shown his ingenuity and reached the position of an excellent supporter.

Then, go to Japan, intending to help Fujimaru Tachika on the frontal battlefield.

then
then
Was blown away.

Just a face-to-face meeting, and he was defeated.

Moreover, falling from a height of tens of meters directly broke his leg.

ha?
Broke your leg on such a battlefield?

He saw the flames constantly flashing in the distance with his own eyes. Those monsters flew thousands of meters into the air, and even smashed people into the bottom layer with a depth of tens of kilometers. An Aoe can change the terrain, and a big move can simply put The entire area of ​​Akakigawa was wiped out from Japan and turned into a floating island.

Have I been side by side with such a monster?
Volleyball game, arm wrestling, how much did she let herself?

What the hell am I?

The great pressure can't even turn into shame, because the gap is too big.

"Caesar."

I've been trying to compete with someone like that?Why should I?
"Caesar!"

Terrible, pride. What am I proud of, proud of living under the protection of the Gattuso family?
I.
"Caesar!!!"

Waking up with a loud rage, Caesar turned his head in a daze, and found that there was a man lying beside his bed.

The man's hair was already a little thinning, and he had the same blond hair and blue eyes as himself. He was clearly a man in his prime, and there were traces of exercise all over his body, but his face was the only one covered with vertical and horizontal wrinkles.

Frost Gattuso.

own uncle.
"Have you stayed by the bed for so long?" Caesar whispered to his uncle.

"What about family affairs?"

"Family affairs are not more important than [the safety of future heirs]!" It's okay if you don't ask, but if you ask, you can only wait for Frost to yell. Cramp and peel. "If it wasn't for that bastard named Da Vinci who broke through Norma's line of defense and sent you to Japan, I would never agree to this matter!"

And Caesar was stunned.

why?
Yup
Da Vinci knew that I was so weak. Why did he send me to Japan?

A sense of disobedience was born suddenly.

Caesar's brain, which can be regarded as intelligent no matter how much it can be belittled, couldn't help but start to think, but halfway through, it got stuck because of the inferiority, and had to turn to struggling with the distress of his performance in that battle.

".uncle."

"Huh? What's the matter, Caesar, are you going to sue Kassel Academy!" Frost's flushed face finally eased, and he quickly held Caesar's hand, calming down with a stern but loving expression. Take it easy.

"Don't be afraid, even if Angers takes over, I can guarantee that you will sue Kassel College for bankruptcy. As long as you threaten to withdraw the capital, the other party has no means! So—"

"I want to become stronger."

ha?
Frost froze.

He thought about it for a long time. He was a middle-aged and elderly person who slept beside Caesar's bed until he suffered from spinal problems, but he waited for such a sentence.

Nonsensical words.

Caesar raised his head and said seriously——

"Uncle... I want to become stronger."

Why didn't you tell me you wanted to learn how to fight the Dragon King?
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Tick.

Tick.

That should be a prison.

Angers walked on the gray-black floor tiles, the sound of black leather shoes touching the tiles echoed in this confined space, and was swallowed by the darkness around him where the bottom line could not be seen.

On September 1994, 9, at the Toronto International Film Festival, Angers once watched a movie called "The Shawshank Redemption".

The story tells that in 1947, banker Andy Dufresne was accused of shooting his wife and her lover, and Andy was sentenced to life imprisonment, which meant that he would spend the rest of his life in Shawshank Prison.

This is a desperate start, and Andy, as the protagonist of the story, has been tortured in that prison, which is enough to make the audience feel chills in their hearts.

And that prison has also become synonymous with "claustrophobic" in the hearts of a generation.

After that movie viewing session, Angers went to chat with the production team of "The Shawshank Redemption", where he learned about the opportunity for the other party to create this movie and one of the sources of inspiration.

In the plot, Andy led his less educated inmates to classify books. When it was a book’s turn, a joke was made, because the English name of the author’s name “Duma Dumas” sounded very similar to a vulgar word in American English.

And that book is called
The Count of Monte Cristo

"My darling," said Valentine, "the count just told us that all human wisdom was contained in these two words: Wait and hope."

This should be one of the most famous ending sentences in the history of literature.

"All human wisdom is contained in these four words: waiting and hope."

There are several English translations of the sentence, but the last three words have never changed: Wait and hope...

The same goes for the phrase in "The Shawshank Redemption" that touched hundreds of millions of viewers: Hope is a good thing.

There is no doubt that this movie is indeed the gene of "The Count of Monte Cristo" in its bones.

Even the filming location is known as "the strictest prison in the United States", the Chateau d'If prison that once appeared in The Count of Monte Cristo.

That's what this prison is famous for.

loaded with despair.

Carrying hope.

Walking in this claustrophobic world, Angers asked.

"At that time, did you know that Fujimaru Tachika could win?"

As the voice fell, the oil lamp beside Angers was suddenly lit. The dark flame itself represented despair, but it dispelled the darkness. At the same time, huge black shadows intersected with Angers' shadow.

Anger didn't care, and continued.

"The world's greatest avenger, your story makes the whole world a household name."

"You crossed the prison of despair."

"You yourself have become synonymous with hope."

"However, even if you are like this, you still haven't been able to protect that girl."

Tiger! !

The flame began to shake violently, and even the glass shell of the kerosene lamp began to crack and form fine lines.

The entire prison suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if the iron hook connected with flesh and blood had been hung on Angers neck.

"are you angry?"

The world didn't respond, and Angers' question fell into the sea.

But he didn't care.

"I'm very angry."

"Not about your problem, but about myself."

"Obviously I am the elder, and obviously I am the one who is called the world's strongest mixed blood, but I failed to protect my own students."

Angers paused, supplementing his monologue in his heart.

countless times.

"I don't know what happened to her, and I didn't intend to ask."

"However, since you will exit Fujimaru Tatsuka's body in that state, it means that the child was also forced by an incompetent and despicable adult like me, and endured suffering that he absolutely shouldn't have to suffer at this age?"

"Tell me, Cave King."

"I don't want to do it again."

And with the end of Ange's words, the black shadow finally appeared in midair.

Dark thunder, dim but fiery fire.

The man in the dark green coat had half of his eyes covered by long white hair, and the golden pupils that seemed to reflect the cross looked at Angers.

"Here I have nothing but the flame of resentment."

"pray!"

"eager!"

"The appearance of constant struggle is suitable for sinners!"

The grand black flame burned the atmosphere, and the hell-like evil scene distorted the space.

The original avenger raised his arms high, and there was only endless hatred in his golden pupils.

"Come with me to the end of hell—the other side of grievances and hatred!"

Faced with this situation, Angers looked at him calmly, letting the black flames burn his clothes, and the wind blowing his long hair, which was almost the same color as the person in front of him.

Angers -

"Feel sorry."

The old man frowned and raised his hand.

"It's a bit hard to understand."

"Could you please speak a little more plainly?"

Cave King: "."

basis of cooperation
is communication.

(End of this chapter)