Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Chapter 399 384. Botao Fino withered in Tokyo
The strong wind wrapped in fallen leaves roared across the mountains, and the roar of artillery fire in the distance was swallowed up by the whistling of the wind.

A barbed wire fence was set up in front of the safe house belonging to Kassel Academy in the mountains of Kanagawa. Men in black clothes holding assault rifles put up the high collars of their winter clothes and patrolled in the strong wind.

This is one of the important bases of Kassel Academy near Tokyo. Twenty-four hours ago, this base was taken over by the Gattuso family, the most powerful family in the school board. Caesar Gattuso, the then president of the Student Union, landed here by helicopter, and the people guarding him were the army trained by the Gattuso family over the years.

These people are the real elite. If they join the Executive Department, they can even be comparable to A-level specialists. But at this moment, everyone's face is filled with solemnity and coldness.

The sky was dark with thick clouds rolling. The rainstorm that almost swept across the entire Tokyo did not spread to Kanagawa. The big river that merged into the Akagi River seemed to become the boundary of the rain curtain.

Occasionally, a lonely searchlight beam would sweep through the fine rain, and the clouds were so low that they seemed to be pressing down on overhead.

The hazy skylight slanted into the edge of the Japanese-style room. A blond young man was silently smoking a Japanese woman's cigarette, which he had always looked down upon. The smoke rose up and the young man's eyes were dim as if they were about to go out.

Caesar leaned against the window, with the window curtains lifted up like a girl's skirt. Looking from this direction, the two vortex-like elemental turbulences in the mountains almost completely connected, connecting into a black storm that descended upon the world.

It blooms grandly and majestically like a pair of black dahlias under the dark sky.

White and purple lightning flowed in the storm, and dull thunder was heard incessantly.

It is hard to imagine that it is actually afternoon now, when the sun is the hottest in the day. The clouds are so thick that they completely cover Tokyo, which is about to be submerged by huge waves tens of meters high.

That is the battlefield at this moment. The war involving Lu Mingfei and the principal has begun, and Chu Zihang is also wielding a sword to kill the enemy.

But the proud Caesar had to sit here like a coward.

Ange said that if they did not win in the end and everyone died in the wave of God's revival, then EVA's wartime authority would be transferred to Caesar.

All the missile silo covers near the US military base 23 kilometers away from Hongjing have been opened, and the button to launch nuclear weapons is in Caesar's hands.

When the mouth of the Red Well is opened, if Lu Mingfei walks out, he will be greeted with flowers and liquor, but if it is the eight-headed giant snake that walks out, it will be greeted with a high-yield nuclear bomb.

In order to stop God, the secret party has become so desperate that if the great supreme being finally returns, human civilization will be destroyed.

To this end, they even did not hesitate to make the secrets of the dragon clan public, and to destroy the White King with the most powerful weapon of mankind when she was not yet complete.

Caesar's hands dropped, and the busy tone of his phone was still ringing.

Chen Motong called him via satellite from the Pacific Ocean hundreds of miles away from Hokkaido, but the call was eventually cut off by some special force.

EVA quickly activated the positioning system, and Chen Motong's signal finally disappeared near Tokyo Bay.

This means that there was some unimaginable force that brought the 100,000-ton super cruise ship from thousands of miles away to Tokyo, where the line of history finally came to an end.

Caesar remembered the word Lu Mingfei said, and that word was destiny.

"Where's Percy?"

"We completely lost contact with Percy eighteen hours ago." Someone walked out of the shadows, as smooth and strange as water separating from ink.

The spirit of words. The light of the dark.

The Gattuso family's hundreds of years of wealth and power accumulation have given them the greatest power in all of Europe. Some people jokingly call Frost the "Regent of the Empire."

After becoming the acting head of the family, the regent took a series of measures to gather and train a large number of high-risk hybrids who would be immediately subjected to lobotomy if captured by the academy. The assassins with the Dark Light were only the most inconspicuous type among them.

Caesar knew that some of these people even possessed the same Time Zero as the principal, and that mythical word spirit was even seen as a symbol of leadership.

A slight crisp sound echoed in the dark room. Caesar looked out the window and saw tall red palm and holly trees swaying in the strong wind.

The man who walked out of the shadows was horrified to see the boy leaning against the window suddenly lose his strength and crush the phone in his palm, with tiny sparks bursting out among the flying parts.

Then a pair of golden eyes like bright candles stared at him.

"Where is my dear uncle?" Caesar said coldly.

"Mr. Frost is responsible for transporting the academy's important assets from the ice cellar to Tokyo. He should be on his way to Chicago International Airport now."

"What assets?"

“Something that can wash away the shame our family has suffered.” The man lowered his head and slowly disappeared into the dust raised by the corner of the wall.

A few seconds later, Caesar sat down on the huge sofa. In front of the sofa was a yellow paper file bag, which had been unsealed.

There is no marking or seal, but there are two signatures.

Hilbert Jean Angers.

Frost Gattuso.

When this thing was sent to Caesar, it was placed in a sophisticated alloy box with an ancient mechanical lock structure. If it was forced open without a key, the mechanism inside would be triggered, and the fragments of the Philosopher's Stone that sealed the fire element would be activated immediately. The violent fire element would burn everything around it to ashes.

The so-called key is actually the alchemical ring that Caesar has been carrying with him since he last met Frost in the Cathedral of St. Mary in Tokyo. It can directly activate the divine punishment system that Frost said can even kill God.

The contents of the document package were forbidden to be seen by anyone except Caesar, but at the same time they were not actually that rich.

Just a few photos and some documents.

The photo includes the time zero owner named Fujiwara Nobunosuke, who is loyal to the Gattuso family, an old man of Aryan descent, and Pompey, as well as a super icebreaker anchored in the port of Sicily.

Caesar frowned and looked at the black and white photos one by one, until he almost held his breath.

The last photo shows such a bright and beautiful woman. If you enlarge the black and white photo and look closely, you can see that the girl's eyes are as clear as water.

She was wearing a black long dress and a black cloak, holding a star-like sword in her hand, standing right below the marble altar, the dome of which was inlaid with crystals and filled with stars.

This is an old photo from several decades ago. The information says it is from Berlin during World War II. The girl was called "Maria of the Star" at that time and was one of the founders of the mixed-race organization Far North.

After so many years, the girl's heroic figure and beauty are still vivid. The wind from decades ago seems to still blow her skirt, as if she is about to dance in the air at any time.

Turning the photo over, the man's heartbeat in the silent room sounded like the roar of glaciers colliding with each other.

Four cropped photos of girls were stitched together. Each girl was bright and beautiful, like a goddess who could conquer a city. But if you look closely, you can see that their facial features and face shapes are very similar. Two of them are even almost identical, as if they were carved from the same mold as Star Maria decades ago.

In the upper right corner of each photo, the girls' names were written in small German. The two swift-like girls were as pale as if they were carved out of marble, with white hair and silver-gray eyes. They wore black evening dresses and black high-heeled boots. One had long curly hair and the other had a high ponytail.

The long-haired girl's name is "Helvil", and the ponytailed girl holding a sword is "Orlune".

The girl in the lower left corner is wearing a black dress, holding the huge hem with both hands, and wearing a Roman dagger at her waist. She looks like a bride who is going to marry darkness, and her skin exposed to the air is bright red from the jade-like white. Her name is "Regi Reve".

Caesar's gaze did not stop on them. Even from Master Gattuso's aesthetic point of view, they were beauties worthy of stopping, whistling twice and trying to invite them to his home for a couple of drinks.

He stared silently at the girl in the white gauze dress in the lower right corner. Her eyes were gentle and her features were delicate. Her long hair hung on her shoulders like black clouds and she had a silver bracelet on her slender wrist.

The girl stared at the camera with a smile on her face, and her gaze seemed to transcend dimensions, as if they were meeting again after many years.

The name on the upper right corner was handwritten, unlike the names typed by others. The beautiful German words passed through time and years and fell into Caesar's eyes with a gentle touch.

Gullveig...

"Mother……"

At this point, all the lines are connected. Someone is creating the gods, and the genes of all the goddesses come from the ancient Star Maria.

Regislev, Helver, and Orluen.

And the one who was regarded by the elders in the Gattuso family as a tarnish to the noble bloodline... Gulvegri.

She was Caesar's mother.

Caesar spread out the information that had been viewed many times, and covered the information with the photo. His bright golden eyes stared at the dark ceiling so tiredly.

Twilight Dogma, Thule, Neo the Boar, Herzog.

Pompey Gattuso, Friedrich von Roon, and the Sacred Palace Medical Society.

Dozens of entries were scattered on the disassembled huge card, including Summer Mourning, Mysterious Creature Attack in Black Swan Harbor, Contact with Greenland Ice Sea Dragons, Kuimen Odin Attack, Chicago Bronze and Fire King Hunting, BJ Nibelungen Earth and Mountain King Death...

All the entries were linked together, with dates, places and specific events written in small letters on the linked lines. This included the fact that the reason the Hunter website exposed The King of the Earth and the Mountain at the beginning of the year was because an ID codenamed "Prince" used this method to force Lu Mingfei, Caesar and Chu Zihang, who had already arrived in Oslo at the time, to give up boarding the nuclear-powered icebreaker YAMAL that was controlled by the Far North.

All the events were eventually connected and twisted together, and the bold black line pointed to a name like a spear forged from diamond.

Pompey Gattuso.

There are brackets next to this name, with a simple sketch of a knight's back in the brackets. The knight's mount is an eight-legged horse.

Odin.

"EVA, pick up Frost." Caesar exhaled slowly.

A bright blue beam of light was cast in front of the boy who seemed to have grown up overnight, and in the beam stood a girl in a dark green school uniform.

The girl's skin was so crystal clear that it was almost transparent, and her long light blue hair fell to the ground.

That hair color is absolutely surreal, but it looks very harmonious on this girl who is also surreal in beauty.

The glow flowed along the folds of the girl's school uniform skirt, her skirt curved and the ends of her hair also curved.

In the beam of light falling from the dome, dust could be seen flying in disorder, passing over her slender body without any hindrance. The window screen was automatically closing in the middle under the control of the intelligent system, but the wind before the two windows were completely merged still blew the wet fallen leaves into the room.

The fallen leaf penetrated the girl's image without hindrance like dust, leaving only light blue interference ripples.

"I have temporarily disconnected from the Internet. The only thing that supports my intelligent system is the mainframe placed fifteen meters underground in this safe house." EVA tilted her head and said, "Mr. Pompeii theoretically has the highest authority in Norma and is one of the people in power... Junior brother, any contact between you and Mr. Frost will be exposed. Are you still going to do this?"

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are a machine or a real girl..." Caesar sighed, "The principal had temporarily transferred his authority to me before the attack. I know that some people in Norma's system have higher authority than the school board, but I think the school board's communications should be encrypted. Even the gods in the information world cannot spy on our secrets."

The man had already grasped a black card with a cold metallic luster between his fingers.

That was the black card belonging to Angers, which was a symbol of identity and status in the academy system. Someone in the Gattuso family also owned a similar black card, but it had never appeared in Caesar's hands.

The girl's eyes swept across the chip on the black card, and data flashed in her beautiful eyes like a long river.

After a few seconds, EVA bowed slightly, and from that moment on, the authority was successfully transferred.

The Internet was reopened to Caesar, and all the secrets of the world were exposed to him. The principal's authority was enough to help this young boy do everything.

"Have you heard the story of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly?" EVA suddenly said.

At this time, more brilliant blue laser beams were cast down from the ceiling, interweaving into a dense grid of beams.

As this beam network slowly sweeps across the entire conference room, a holographic 3D projection is gradually taking shape.

Frost was actually well prepared. He was ready to stand in front of Caesar and speak at any time.

Whatever he wants to do, it should be something very important.

"Once upon a time, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly, fluttering about like a butterfly, and thought he was content. He did not know that he was Zhuang Zhou. Suddenly he woke up, and found himself to be Zhuang Zhou. He did not know whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly or the butterfly dreamed that it was Zhuang Zhou. Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly must be different."

"You can actually write classical Chinese, that's great, junior brother." EVA sat sideways opposite Caesar, her bare ankles were delicate, and also flowing with a bright blue glow.

"Zhuang Zhou couldn't tell whether he was a human or a butterfly. In fact, I can't tell whether I am a human or a machine either." She shrugged, "But maybe there will be a result soon."

"Idealism has come up with a new paper?"

"No, we are all standing at the crossroads of our own destiny," said EVA.

"Do machines also believe in fate?" Caesar pressed the switch of the cigarette lighter, and the flames rose up and burned all the data to ashes.

"The machine doesn't believe it." EVA said.
"But girls believe it."

At this moment, the scene suddenly changed, and Caesar actually felt that he was sitting in a closed space, surrounded by large kangaroo leather sofas, with a solemn old man sitting in front of him.

This should be the interior of a business car. The old man is Frost. His hair is gray. The bronze-forged box is close to the Gattuso family's real power holder and is trembling slightly with the bumps of the car.

The cane that had been with Frost since Caesar could remember was still in the old man's hand.

"Is it raining outside?" Caesar frowned.

Yes, it was raining outside, and the strong wind was blowing the Illinois red shirts wildly. The heavy rain was mixed with lightning that leaped across the sky like a dragon, and the shadows of the trees swayed on the windows.

The sound of rain completely filled the surroundings, as if penetrating the walls of the safe house.

This 3D communication system has surround sound. The Gattuso family are indeed playboys. Even this kind of wartime stuff has to be perfect. The sound effects are so immersive.

"Yes." Frost looked into Caesar's eyes.

Caesar had never stared at his uncle's pupils so closely. He had always rebelled against his family, but he had an imperceptible fear in his heart, the fear of losing everything he had.

Frost was a very perceptive man and could see even the slightest hint of cowardice in Caesar's eyes, so Caesar never looked him in the eye.

Only now did the man realize that the old man's eyes were also ice blue, as deep as the deepest part of Lake Baikal.

"Are you sure, my bastard dad..."

"I don't know." Frost said, "But the family has kept his birth record, and I grew up with him. If he is really the Dragon King, then all this is really... terrifying."

"Then why do you..."

"Mance Rundstedt, Jude Aki and Selma have boarded the YAMAL and delivered information back to the Far North. The current saint of this organization is Rigidreve, but they have had more than one saint." Frost said. Even though Caesar was confused, he still spoke clearly about the organization hidden in the shadows of history that Lu Mingfei had been investigating for a long time.

"In the past fifty years, at least three clones of Maria the Star have escaped from that ship. Your mother was one of them, but I didn't know about it. When Pompey brought her back to the family, the elders were so angry that they wanted to revoke his position as the patriarch. But everything changed overnight. He convinced the elders and later regarded Gulveig's child as... the person that the Gattuso family had been waiting for a thousand years."

Gullveig's child.

It’s him, Caesar Gattuso.

"Your friends Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong have found out a lot of things that we don't even know. Some of the information has completely become a conspiracy that cannot be discovered. Maybe you can get the truth from them."

"I understand." Caesar lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, exhaling heavily.

"What's in the box?"

"Bones, Norton's bones." Frost looked calm.

Caesar felt his heart suddenly stop for a moment. He looked up in shock and felt that Frost was simply going crazy.

(End of this chapter)