Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Lu Mingfei’s family background has been mentioned many times.

He is a poor boy who is dependent on someone else, like Harry Potter from the East. The difference between him and the Lightning Savior is that Lu Mingfei's parents work as archaeologists rather than wizards.

Lu Mingfei liked his parents very much during his childhood. Because of their existence, he even became interested in archeology. He also knew more about heroes, myths and the like than the average person. He could chat with Fujimaru Ritsuka on weekdays. This is why I got up.

The longing for this job continued until my sophomore year in high school.

After all, parents are a child's harbor. If Lu Mingfei's harbor ran away, he would have to hold the wreckage and talk about something to deceive himself into living a good life. This so-called "archaeologist's" dream is the last connection between him and his parents.

And when Lu Mingfei really went to college and made up his mind to help that person as a frontline worker, the person who pulled him up during the basketball game and reached out to him in the worst darkness of his life, the first person in his life... After a flash of light, the last link between Lu Mingfei and his parents seemed to loosen.

The ribbon unwraps, relaxes, slips, and finally drags on the ground with the wind.

He had thought he had forgotten them.

But when Qiao Weini thought about rushing towards him, Lu Mingfei's combat intuition, which he had developed over the past few years and was far superior to that of a professional agent, did not warn him of the danger at all. Instead, he subconsciously opened his hand, fearing that the woman would run away. The ground was moving too fast, and I stumbled over some gravel on the ground and accidentally fell.

Lu Mingfei's movements were like treating a precious and fragile porcelain, but the woman who rushed towards him was fierce and terrifying.

"Mingfei!——"

The woman and Lu Mingfei bumped into each other. Lu Mingfei's current physique could be called a strong boy, but he still leaned back slightly.

Because the woman is quite tall, her frame is not narrow, she is not the kind of graceful lady that Chinese people like, and her refreshing energy is a bit like that of American women.

She looks to be over forty years old. She has a lot of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her eyes are still sharp. She also has big wavy hair. She maintains a good figure and has energy in her body. She is beautiful and fierce. woman.

She hugged Lu Mingfei affectionately, like a mother bear seeing her cub, her movements were wild and filled with the kind of kindness only their species knows, she pursed her lips, and gave Lu Mingfei a smack on the forehead, leaving There was a faint lipstick mark.

Lu Mingfei was stagnant on the spot. He looked around and found that Chu Zihang had closed his eyes and crossed his chest with his hands, not looking at him, while Caesar gracefully folded his chest and turned his head away. Ling didn't pay attention to him. Chen Motong He glanced at it, with a smile on his face that was unclear whether it was mocking or teasing.

Only Fingel calmly took a photo of himself with his cell phone.

Damn, you are such a dog, Fingel!

Woo!

Lu Mingfei was a little ashamed, but couldn't get away.

Logically speaking, he is also a college student, and now he has changed his self-positioning from a student to an adult who needs to take responsibility, a combatant. He walks on the streets of Kassel on weekdays, and has the eyes of his seniors and juniors. He looked at himself so brightly and said, "That is the [God's Right Arm], one of the Three Musketeers of Kassel!"

Incidentally, this nickname is due to the high regard given to him as he is considered to be Fujimaru Ritsuka's right-hand man, the so-called second-in-command.

Although it felt like an accessory, because it was an accessory that could be used as a eldest sister's head, Lu Mingfei didn't think it was a big deal.

By the way, for the other two Three Musketeers, Chu Zihang’s nickname is [Fire on the Right], while Caesar’s nickname is [Wind Ahead]!

Great, it’s great that my nickname is [God’s Right Arm].

The moment he was hugged, so many thoughts flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind, enough to organize a word document, enough to fill a page in Song font size 5.

When he came back to his senses, he immediately wanted to ask his mother what was going on with the woman named Giovanni and why did she appear here? Where is this? What have you been doing all these years?

But when he was about to speak, he felt that his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak. If he forced himself, he might make a whimpering sound, so it was uncomfortable to hold back.

At the same time, he saw another person stepping across the crowd of people staring this way.

The man had gray hair and thick plastic-rimmed glasses. Compared with his memory, he had a lot more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he was still elegant and elegant. At first glance, he looked like the kind of intellectual who had been in a high position for a long time, with a faint trace of his personality. A hint of dignity.

That's his father.

Lulin City.

Although, he seems to be different from what he remembers.

but.

Lu Mingfei thought that the other party was coming towards him, and was so anxious that he wanted to force his mouth to speak. In the middle of a tense and critical mission, he was suddenly hugged by his mother who came out of nowhere, and it was shameful enough that he was surrounded by his friends. A father is finished.

However, unlike Lu Mingfei's imagination, Lu Lincheng had no intention of getting close to him from the beginning.

He just glanced at Lu Mingfei from a distance, and he couldn't even tell whether he was looking at Lu Mingfei or Qiao Weini's back. Then, a bit of politeness and gentleness appeared on his calm face, and he walked straight towards -

"Miss Fujimaru Ritsuka, this is our first meeting."

"Ah~ This is indeed our first meeting. As Mingfei's classmate, part-time monitor, part-time professional senior, part-time friend, part-time future rights guarantor, this is the first time I have greeted his parents~"

The gentle man and Fujimaru Ritsuka stood face to face. Lu Lincheng stopped and kept a distance that was convenient for negotiation.

After being warmly received by Fujimaru Ritsuka, after a moment of hesitation, the man bent his waist slightly, greeted Fujimaru Ritsuka as a universal polite gesture, and then spoke.

"I know that you have helped my children very well. I will personally bring you a gift to thank you for this matter later. But now, please allow me to answer your questions first."

The man straightened his back again and looked around at Chen Motong and the others. His unsharp eyes made even Caesar feel uncomfortable and had the urge to frown.

And Chen Motong vaguely felt that this man seemed to have glanced at her one more time.

“First of all, I think the question that everyone is most concerned about is – where is this place?”

"About this question--"

Lu Lincheng smiled quietly, but everyone could see the warm emotion contained in that smile.

It was close to showing off, or the feeling of sadness and joy that long-pent up boredom was finally released.

"City of Eternal Night, Eternal Pure Land, Noah's Ark"

"We have many names to choose from, but those are the names of cities. In my opinion, the most appropriate and most appropriate one to explain to you should be the name [Safe Haven], or -"

Lu Lincheng's smile never dropped when he said this, and this city was similar to the Arctic continent in the article, with never-ending snow falling, and white petals falling and scattering, like stardust, and like a butterfly flapping its wings.

From Fujimaru Ritsuka's point of view, the pure white butterfly just overlaps the man's mouth when he says that the answer is.

It's like a butterfly covering the pale man's mouth, forming a composition that is in perfect harmony with a famous thriller novel.

Silence of the Lambs is more export-oriented.

"[AvalonAvalon]"