Chapter 363: The Three Kings Meeting, Xia Mi’s Stubbornness
Jörmungandr?
Hearing this name, Old Tang shuddered, and the drunkenness mostly subsided. He stared at Constantine, his voice unconsciously rising an octave: "Who, who is Jörmungandr?"
Fortunately, Constantine had just released a sound-isolating area, so there was no need to worry about the content of the conversation being leaked.
Constantine didn't answer, but just stared at Xia Mi.
Old Tang followed his gaze and saw that the girl, who usually smiled sweetly, now had a blank expression on her face. Her almond-shaped eyes held a majesty that was not human. He couldn't help but stare at her with wide eyes.
"You mean, Xia Mi?"
It doesn't matter if you don't look carefully, but once you look carefully you will see the clues.
Before, Old Tang's awakening was incomplete, but now he has completely ascended the throne as king. His perception has naturally improved several levels. With directional guidance, he soon detected a familiar breath from Xia Mi.
That was the unique breath of the Dragon King, but different from theirs, it carried the heaviness of the earth and the coldness of the rocks.
"Holy crap, it really is!" Old Tang was so shocked that he almost stood up. His eyebrows were about to fly out of his hairline. He pointed at Xia Mi with a trembling finger: "Then you recognized me a long time ago?"
Xia Mi sighed softly and did not answer directly, but a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
This expression triggered Old Tang's memory. What Norton hated most was Jörmungandr's mysterious smile, as if he was going to plot something in the next second.
"I thought so!" Old Tang suddenly slammed the table, causing the cups and plates to clink, and he immediately transformed into a husky pointing emoji:
"You clearly call Old Chu and the others "senior brothers," but you insist on calling me "Old Tang." Are you afraid that calling me "Brother Tang" will resonate with the King and make me recognize you?!"
"Who wants to sympathize with you?" Xia Mi glanced at him with disdain, her slender, white fingers like scallions twirling around the ends of her hair. "I just don't want to call you brother."
Among the four elemental monarchs of the dragon clan, Xia Mi's seniority is not high. Except for Constantine, she has to call everyone brother, but she doesn't call Norton.
After all, this dragon is narrow-minded, like Batman, and likes to target others. He even specially created the seven deadly sins that can kill the Dragon King.
"That's fine. You can continue to call me Old Tang Bei. We're used to it anyway."
Old Tang was able to find the reason for the discord between the two dragons from the inherited memories. Norton secretly reminded Constantine many times to have less contact with Jörmungandr, saying that the mother dragon had a cunning mind and her golden eyes were full of calculations. He should be careful not to be sold and help her count gold coins.
"Nonsense, I really want your Norton's Cassel men to explode." Xia Mi rolled her eyes, but she was wondering in her heart, why is Norton still so stupid after regaining his memory? Could it be that he was really beaten stupid by Lu Mingfei?
She didn't think that a personality that had only been born for a few decades could really suppress Long Ge, who had lived for thousands of years. It must be that Norton spoke wildly after waking up, forcing Lu Mingfei to use the personality correction fist.
Old Tang laughed heartily, not minding it. He turned to look at Constantine, whose expression was equally amiss. "By the way, Kang Kang, you just mentioned Jörmungandr... never mind, let's just call her Xia Mi. What do you mean by her being corrupted?"
After learning about the past memories, he guessed why Xia Mi had infiltrated their small group. It was most likely that she wanted to find out the whereabouts of the White King's Dragon Bone Cross and then devour it.
After all, compared to him and Constantine, Xia Mi's flaws are actually bigger. Perhaps this is the price of being too smart.
In Norse mythology, Odin also paid the price of one eye in order to obtain the fountain of wisdom.
But where does this matter of degeneration come from?
Is it because she is the Dragon King but acts like a little girl?
So what? He's still on good terms with the homeless people in the slums and living off the daughters of rich families.
If we really talk about depravity, he is the most thorough one.
Constantine had obviously thought of this, and his words were less confident: "She has been with humans for too long and has forgotten the majesty of the Dragon King."
His voice carried a bit of the stubbornness typical of teenagers, but also mixed with a bit of uncertainty. Constantine had character flaws, and his understanding of "majesty" came more from his brother Norton's words and deeds rather than personal experience.
But no matter what, my brother is on equal terms with Lu, and his status in this small team is actually quite high, while Jörmungandr is inferior to him and is willing to be a spoiled and cute little sister.
He had seen clearly at the dinner table just now that Jörmungandr's status in this small group was almost like that of a group favorite.
When Xia Mi heard this, she didn't even bother to refute. She just glanced at Constantine as if he were the stupid son of a landlord.
In other words, Constantine woke up too late and was protected too well by Norton in the past. Otherwise, if he was thrown into society to live alone for a few years, he would have given up all the majesty and dignity of the Dragon King.
In the face of survival, what do those empty things matter?
"Hey, what's so depraved about this? I've already fallen to the point of being a gigolo, so what right do I have to criticize others?" Old Tang smiled and waved his hands. "Besides, it's not the first time you've known that Jörmungandr will do anything to achieve their goals."
Xia Mi's expression relaxed for a moment, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she hummed softly.
You still have some self-awareness.
Seeing his brother said this, Constantine naturally had nothing to say, but he still couldn't understand why his brother could accept this "degeneration" so calmly. In the past, he even didn't allow himself and Fenrir to play together.
"But I'm still curious why you joined Kassel Academy?" Old Tang didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Could it be that you're trying to sneak in and steal the dragon bones while Kassel Academy slaughters us?"
It's no wonder that after integrating Norton's memories, Old Tang's Chinese language skills improved dramatically, and he could even use idioms correctly.
"So what?" Xia Mi's expression was indifferent. She didn't worry at all about the two people who were responsible for the plan and needed to make great sacrifices. Her voice was indescribably heavy and tired.
"We're all trying to find a way to survive, aren't we?"
After these words were spoken, Old Tang and Constantine also fell silent.
The river was still surging under the moonlight, but the hustle and bustle of the night seemed to have suddenly faded away, leaving only this heavy question echoing in the air.
The Ragnarok of the Gods is not far away. When the end comes, if they do not accumulate enough strength, they will become broken eggs in an overturned nest.
But the silence didn't last long. Old Tang suddenly smiled, a smile that showed a bit of relief. "Have you found it now?"
Xia Mi looked up at him, her eyes flickering. She knew what he was hinting at, but she didn't rush to answer: "Do you know what Lu Mingfei is?"
There is no doubt that Lu Mingfei's combat prowess is extremely strong. Judging from his battle record alone, he is in no way inferior to Odin, the most powerful warrior among the four monarchs.
But even someone as powerful as Odin could not survive Ragnarok on his own, otherwise he would not have appeared in Nibelungen on that rainy night five years ago and attacked Chu Zihang and his father.
At that time, she hid in the dark and watched from afar, not daring to get close, for fear of being exposed to her brother who would do anything to achieve his goals and becoming his nourishment.
Constantine was also concerned about this issue. He couldn't figure out Lu Mingfei's background, but he knew that he was terrifyingly strong, so terrifying that even he, the Dragon King, would tremble instinctively.
Of course, it is also possible that he had just been beaten to a pulp and has not yet recovered.
Regarding this, Old Tang actually didn't have an accurate explanation: "I don't know whether he is a human or a dragon. After all, he never showed any dragon characteristics other than the golden eyes.
But I believe in him, he is the chosen one, and he will lead us to successfully survive Ragnarok."
In fact, Old Tang had a vague guess in his mind, but he was not sure.
Every time Norton had the intention of taking over, as long as Lu Mingfei showed up, he would immediately lie low and behave like a kid who had been beaten.
But Norton is the King of Bronze and Fire, and he is arrogant. No matter how hard you try, you can't find anyone else who can beat him up and leave him with psychological trauma.
But if it was really that person, he would have killed them all as soon as their identities were exposed. It is impossible for him to spare their lives and even hold a welcome party for Constantine.
"Thank you so much for your trust."
Lu Mingfei's voice came from the door, attracting the attention of the three people.
He came silently, as if he was walking silently. The two Dragon Kings tensed up at the same time. After all, they were caught red-handed for discussing others in private.
Old Tang was as carefree as ever, smiling and pouring wine into the empty glass on his seat.
Although he had some guesses in his mind, they were ultimately just unfounded conjectures. Lu Mingfei's kindness to him outweighed everything else.
Even if it was clearly that person, and he was planning to gather them all together and choose an auspicious day to catch them all in one fell swoop, he would still accept it.
After all, if it weren't for him, he and Constantine might have really died at the hands of the people from Kassel Academy. Xia Mi might have been able to get her wish and become the oriole, but in the end she would be caught by the dark hands hidden deeper and used as food.
Taking in the reactions of the three, Lu Mingfei returned to his seat with a normal expression. He took a sip of his draft beer, which hadn't even a hint of foam, to moisten his throat, and continued their previous conversation.
"In fact, it's not just you. Even I myself don't know what species I should be classified as."
"But none of this matters. We are all friends, we all have common enemies, and we all want to protect the people and dragons we are supposed to protect and get through Ragnarok safely."
"Then unite your forces. It's better than calculating on your own and letting the villains hiding in the shadows take advantage."
This statement may not be very sophisticated, but the truth is there. Everyone knows that Odin has been planning for a long time and has prepared many scripts with tragic endings for them.
If he still thinks about fighting alone, it will only become nourishment for him to replenish himself.
Xia Mi looked at him: "You already knew my identity?"
"At first, I didn't know you were the King of Earth and Mountains. After all, you looked a little... well, stunted." Lu Mingfei promptly replaced the "too dwarf" comment that had hurt his pride. "But then you went to save Shao Nanyin and didn't hide from Old Tang, so I was able to roughly confirm your identity."
Historically, the only elemental monarchs active in China were the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountains. A simple process of elimination will give you the answer.
It was definitely not like in her previous life when she worked on a construction site in the summer to support her family. Xia Mi almost chose civil engineering.
"Really?" Xia Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, looking suspicious, feeling that this person was not telling the truth.
"Golder than real gold." Lu Mingfei nodded vigorously.
"So, what about Chu Zihang?" Xia Mi hesitated for a moment, glanced at Constantine who seemed to be staring at her with some awareness, and finally asked the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time:
"He also knows my identity?"
Although she didn't care whether this boring guy would keep his distance from her because of the huge difference in their status, she had watched him grow up after all. Even if he was a stray cat or dog, she would always have some feelings for him. If he was suddenly run over by a car or abducted by other cats and dogs one day, she would be a little unhappy.
"Well..." Lu Mingfei deliberately dragged out the words. When Xia Mi couldn't help but clench her fists, she was caught in the dilemma of being angry or cowardly. She shook her head helplessly.
"I don't know either."
"Are you kidding me?" Xia Mi glared at him. "You have such a good relationship with him. You even say we are half-brothers. How could you hide it from him?"
"If you want to kill him, I will definitely stop you, but will you?" Lu Mingfei's words silenced Xia Migan. After a long while, he snorted coldly:
"With his limited skills, he's not qualified for me to take action."
Lu Mingfei picked up a cold lamb skewer from the table, and with a flame on his fingertips, he reheated it:
"The best taste and texture of these skewers is when they are freshly grilled. Reheating them will not bring them back to their original state.
But if no one takes the initiative to heat it up, the kebab will be thrown into the trash, waiting to go bad and rot.”
The sizzling sound of the reheated oil and the enticing aroma filled the air. Lu Mingfei placed the reheated lamb skewers back on the plate and pushed them in front of Xia Mi.
“Perhaps people who eat barbecue may think it is just an ordinary barbecue skewer, but for the person who makes it, it is the result of painstaking efforts in cutting the meat, seasoning it, skewering it, and grilling it repeatedly over the fire.
If someone were to be discarded as a worthless piece of chicken ribs, perhaps they would feel resentful. "
Why should he be unwilling? He clearly doesn't remember anything.
Xia Mi wanted to say this, but the seal she had set up that year seemed to have loosened, and Chu Zihang's eyes occasionally looked at her as familiar as before.
Constantine was listening silently beside him. Suddenly, he felt something in his hand. He looked down and found that it was his brother who quietly stuffed a handful of roasted melon seeds into his hand.
"..." He twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing. He imitated his brother and ate melon while cracking melon seeds.
But Lu Mingfei also knew that Xia Mi was actually quite concerned about her reputation. It would be difficult to ask her to admit something in front of Old Tang and Constantine, who were also Dragon Kings, even with the precedent of Old Tang.
That's why I didn't point it out directly, I just said:
"He hasn't recovered all his memories yet, but he will one day."
As long as Xia Mi stays by his side, it is only a matter of time before Chu Zihang's memory is restored. It just depends on whether Xia Mi will continue to be stubborn at that time.
"You've never thought about helping him recover his memory." Xia Mi frowned at him. Although there was no evidence, she had reason to suspect that Lu Mingfei had devoured the White King and seized its power.
"This is your own business, I won't interfere too much." Lu Mingfei said that he didn't like being a light bulb, nor did he like to interfere in other people's emotional issues, especially since the two of them had awkward personalities.
"Then..." Xia Mi wanted to say that Chu Zihang's bloodline was abnormal, but if she asked now it would seem like she cared about him a lot, so she stopped talking.
But she didn't say anything, Lu Mingfei still had something to say:
"We'll discuss this later. Tell me about your brother. Where is he now?"
(End of this chapter)
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