Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

What is Caesar Gattuso?

Why should he?

He has a mental capacity that exceeds that of ordinary humans and dragons, and he was raised as the emperor of the Gattuso family. He has mathematical logic abilities and leadership abilities that are far beyond the average.

Just looking at these does not seem to be enough to prove the particularity of its existence.

but

[Humanity’s activities so far have been expected by Odin]

[And Chen Motong and Caesar were also alchemy-like products born under the control of Odin]

Chen Motong and Caesar are inseparable.

Once upon a time, when she met Fujimaru Ritsuka for the first time, Chen Motong recalled her past—and future.

For Chen Motong, who passively knows all truths, everything she sees is necessary, and the truth she knows first is...

[Chen Motong will definitely be with Caesar]

However, ‘together’ here is not a literal meaning.

Nor is it a union in the sense of love.

Rather

"The Little Flask Man is the truther of alchemical products, almost equivalent to the Door of Truth itself. The difficulty of completing it is no less than reaching an alchemical crown."

"And if you want to create a flask villain and borrow its truth, that's another level of difficulty."

"The inhibition will not agree, and the will of the universe will probably prevent me from completing such an act."

"So—I cheated."

Pompeii took out a needle from his pocket. The shape was similar to the needle Leonardo gave to Jörmungandr. It seemed that the wall membrane was extremely thin and would shatter with just a little force.

Pompeii carefully turned the bottle while lowering his head and continued to explain.

“I divided [creating flask villains] and [instilling truth] into two parts.”

"Chen Motong failed as a flask villain. She was so poorly used because she was just a semi-finished product with the blood of the White King. Although she could barely use her abilities by borrowing the blood of the White King, she didn't have any [soul]. Something special.”

"She couldn't carry that amount of truth into her brain."

If we say, truth can be translated as the answer to ‘all things’.

Then truth can basically be identified as a kind of [spirit], or information.

Then, what is left is the [body] and [soul] needed for life.

Chen Motong is the flask villain who links the truth, the spirit and the body of the information.

And Caesar can bear the truth——

【soul】

Directly creating truth would be blocked by the universe, so Odin simply blocked the steps at 95% and separated the body and soul of the truth villain.

And when Odin needs it——

He will let Chen Motong serve as the "body that filters the truth" and pour the processed "truth" into Caesar's body, which is enough to carry that talent!

At that time, the true Flask Man will be born.

so.

Odin had always wanted to save Chen Motong's life, but he had never forced or threatened him to tell the truth about King Bai's recovery.

clang.

Caesar blankly followed Pompeii's gaze and realized that he was not the only one in the cave.

Behind Caesar, the sound of chains swaying and colliding was small and frequent.

What he should have heard, the excellent hearing evolved from Kama Itachi allowed Caesar to notice the too obvious movement, but because of the conversation just now, he did not notice it for a long time.

Behind Caesar, Chen Motong's wrists and ankles were tied with chains, and he was hung high on the stone wall.

Behind her is the unique fluorescence of this cave. The colors formed after reflection are complex and numerous, just like the stained glass of a church. Combined with Chen Motong's current state, it is difficult not to think of the famous Sufferer.

"Nono!!"

Seeing that his companion was tied up, Caesar quickly forced his weak body to stand up. He was eager to go up and help untie the rope, but he soon fell to the ground due to his sore body.

The weakness after synchronizing the heroic spirits, the wounds that could not be healed, and the weakness of not eating for several days.

But more importantly, the harshness and pain kept coming from his chest.

That is

Caesar quickly took off the clothes on his chest and immediately found a new thin scratch there, glowing with the color of lupus erythematosus.

"That was a wound I made with Gangnir, and I applied a little diluted Hydra's venom. Therefore, it cannot be cured and will cause physical weakness. Don't worry, I will wait until you become the little flask and inherit my power. The pain will dissipate in an instant." Pompeo explained casually.

And Caesar felt his body getting heavier and heavier, and for the first time in his life, he clearly understood that even walking became a luxury.

At this time, Pompeii was still holding the vial in his hand slowly.

"Let's continue the topic just now. This needle contains my own spiritual elements, that is, all my memories so far, and the [right] of the dragon clan that was forcibly divided."

Although he is a god-king, when he loses his power, Pompeii will completely fall from a great god-king to a mortal.

"The most mysterious imaginary substances can only be stored with the most fragile Philosopher's Stone. Do you know why the alchemy creation of truth is called the little flask man? The answer is because the little man who holds the truth is worth the price. If you want to store such a life, you can only use the most fragile medium. The flask was considered synonymous with fragility by people at the time - so this syringe is also very fragile, so you have to be careful with it."

"Okay then, I've finished explaining what I need to say, and I'll leave the rest to you. Dad, what should I do? I'll just live in seclusion in the countryside and farm."

Pompeii babbled, and finally stood up from the stone chair, while Caesar, who fell to the ground, could only look at him blankly.

"I've been very interested in the African horned cucumber recently. Did you know it? It's the yellow and thorny fruit called the fire ginseng fruit."

Caesar:"."

"After the division of rights, I am just a mortal. I don't know how I will die. I will probably be killed by Ritsuka Fujimaru on the way to Africa? Or even if I settle there, I may die in some natural or man-made disaster. Take it in your hand."

Caesar:"."

"No, it is also possible to be involved in strange incidents due to war or thieves, which would make the death more miserable."

"."

"Then, leave the rest to—"

"Stop kidding me!"

Suddenly, Pompey's movements froze. He lowered his head calmly and looked at Caesar, who was almost lying on the ground.

There, the blond man's face was no longer confused, but instead had a ferocious scowl.

"Stop talking to me!!! Whether it's the truth or the flask villain, before that, don't you have more important things to say to me!!!"

Caesar pulled out the dried blood from the depths of his soul and roared with force in his throat.

In fact, he still had many doubts in his mind.

[Why can Odin divide his rights? 】

[Why is Odin as weak as an ordinary person at this moment? 】

[Why can the transfer of rights be completed through such a simple means? 】

Normally, Caesar would have delved into these obviously weird points, but at this moment, he was annoyed by the truth revealed in that conversation, even to the point of losing his cool.

because--

"Where's mother!! If you let me be born as a prop, what does mother's existence mean to you!"

"Why did she die! Why didn't the Gattuso family want to tell me the truth!! It was because she wanted to give birth to a child like me, so she died!! Still say--still say!!"

The reason why Caesar lost his cool was precisely because he was too smart.

From the conversation just now, he clearly captured a key point.

The birth of [Flask Man] is extremely difficult and accidental.

And their maturity needs to be born in extreme environments.

Caesar was convinced that he was born and brought to life by his mother herself.

But if according to the current statement

[Chen Motong is a flask villain, and Chen Motong’s mother also died when she was young. She tried her best to come to Chen Motong before she died, but only a withered body was left behind. Even with the Chen family He was unable to heal the other party and died soon after. 】

His own mother also died of an unknown disease.

If.

He and Chen Motong have the same roots, which means that the Chen family is essentially controlled by Pompeii and the Gattuso family.

His own existence corresponds to Chen Motong.

The death of Chen Motong's mother also corresponds to the mysterious death of his own mother.

That.

"Ah, you guessed it right."

Pompeii seemed to realize what Caesar wanted to say, and spoke emotionlessly.

"The mother body of the flask villain will die. This is a law. That's why I leave seeds everywhere in this world. After all, they cannot be reused, so the efficiency is actually quite low."

"[Nero]!!!"

At that moment, Caesar ignored the pain in his chest and called out the heroic spirit's name.

The anger in his chest burned to the point that it almost burned out Caesar's sanity, but his instinct, the remaining fighting nature, still helped him retain at least some thinking.

It is impossible to defeat Odin in his current state.

so--

【Even if the sun sets three times】

Caesar planned to summon Nero to restore his strength.

The other party's current condition is obviously not good. If he can use Finn and Nero's abilities to the extreme, he will——

boom! ! !

Suddenly, the arm that Caesar intended to prop up his body suddenly twisted, and a transparent stance suppressed it. Caesar's expression turned pale for an instant, and then he fell violently to the ground.

The stone surface cracked and splashed out fragments, long cracks also extended, and an invisible realm held Caesar tightly.

"Patsy, please untie it. Actually, there is no need to worry. I have removed the traces of the Heroic Spirit Contract from his body. The Heroic Spirit Contract cannot be completed."

Pompeii said casually to the man in a suit walking from the entrance of the cave.

Half of Patsy's body was covered in shadow, and he gradually walked towards the bright cave. He looked calmly at Caesar who was pushed down by the [Pure Place] he had imposed, and then he bowed respectfully to Pompeii. .

Passi is the war weapon of the Gattuso family, and its biggest factor is its ability to use the spirit of speech.

Its spirit does not need to be self-centered, but a dust-free place that can be expanded in any spatial coordinates. Therefore, it can crush the enemy, or cover the opponent, directly forming a powerful bomb and other effects.

This is because Patsy's dragon blood is out of proportion and the result of years of training.

Odin secretly cultivated him, making him absolutely top-notch among modern hybrids.

Not even Caesar could compare.

Caesar, who was pushed to the ground, had his chest so compressed that it was close to breaking. The moment the dust-free land was released, his lungs expanded and contracted. Caesar immediately coughed violently and gasped, and the blood he spat out contained the smell of internal organs. The fragments looked even more embarrassed than before.

Pompeii looked at this scene with complicated eyes.

He sighed and slowly squatted down.

"Caesar, it's not like you to be so reckless, nor is it like the son who inherited my bloodline. What you just said is not over yet." Pompeii said lightly, "Your mother is bound to die, but that is her own The result of choice.”

".What did you say?" Caesar struggled, looking at Pompeii with blood-red eyes that looked a little scary after being congested.

"I said Gullwig is bound to die." Pompey repeated the cruel words again

"You should have been confused when I said - I show mercy everywhere in the world."

"Didn't Kassel's dragon genetics teach you? Dragon kings cannot have pure-blood descendants."

"The so-called second-generation species is only the result of secondary differentiation. It is not a dragon species 'born' from the Dragon King. Even dragons and dragons cannot give birth to offspring, so how can humans do it."

"So whether it's Gullweger or others, they just accepted the gift of my blood. Those so-called mating rituals only need to be fooled by the Word Spirit Senluo."

"During my operation, I was looking for women with beautiful looks. Apart from other factors, it was mainly because mixed race people are good-looking."

"Compared to purebred humans, individuals born from mixed species are more likely to create miracles."

"But there are exceptions. For example, individuals who are taken into Night City by me are eligible to complete the ritual on the premise of knowing the truth."

That was the answer Caesar didn't want to get.

"Gulweger, your mother voluntarily decided to give birth to you on the premise that she knew that giving birth to you might lead to her own death."

Caesar clenched his fists so tightly that his fingers seemed to pierce his skin.

There seemed to be turbulent waves in his dazed mind. For no reason, the long dream before waking up began to linger again.

There, in that dream, my mother's face, which was almost forgotten and blurred by me, became clear again.

His mother also came from a mixed-race family, but the thing that didn't match her bloodline was that her mother seemed to have always been so frail and sickly in his memory.

When the sun rises, Caesar will see golden light particles scattered on her face in the courtyard of her home, glowing with a soft halo. The woman is wearing a solid-color dress, and the unhealthy whiteness on her face seems to be covered by morning dew. Wet, blurry.

Her hair was beautiful, the same blond hair as her own, but different from his lion-like hair texture, and different from Nero's noble blond hair, with a soft and warm tone.

She was very beautiful, at least, that never changed in Caesar's heart.

But she was not necessarily very happy. Although she always had a gentle smile in front of Caesar, in Caesar's memory, that woman always maintained a perfect posture, but as she grew older, so did Caesar. Going deeper and deeper into his family's past, he got to know the woman objectively.

His mother Gullweger is the successor of the Word Spirit Scythe Itachi. Unlike the inheritance from the Gattuso family era, Guerweger should be purely a lucky person with excellent bloodline.

The fact that she can match the spirit of words passed down from generation to generation in the Gattuso family is the only thing that the mean elders of the family agree with her.

But ironically, as the holder of the Word Spirit Kama Itachi, Gullwig himself has lost his hearing.

She cannot hear the sounds of nature.

Caesar could not sympathize with such pain. Although Caesar was tortured due to his excessively excellent hearing when the spirit of speech was awakened, he never thought about "what if one day he could no longer hear sounds."

That was too painful.

Born in a deaf body, what kind of childhood did Gurvette spend? What kind of youth?

Caesar didn't know.

How did Pompeii and Gurvert fall in love with each other?

have no idea.

As mentioned before, the Presbyterian Church did not approve of the wedding of Gurvet and Pompeii, and they even used the term "humble surname".

How much pain did your mother suffer when she married into this family? In order to disguise his identity, will Pompeii really protect Gurvette? Or use it as a prop?

Even if Pompeii cared about Gurvette, he was not in the family most of the time. How did Gurvette spend those days?

Does she have friends?

What about her relationship with her family?

In this cold, twisted network of mixed-race family relationships, does she really have her own happiness?

Caesar did not just limit his thinking to these questions, but actually tried to find them step by step based on the information left by his family.

But all failed.

My mother didn’t leave much trace in this world.

She has no extra interests and hobbies, and no spectacular love story. All she has is a few academic evaluation certificates from the college, with her mother's handwriting on them, which are neat and beautiful. It can be seen that she was a very serious student when she was young.

Other than that, she doesn't have everything.

Caesar could always dream about the mother he saw when he was a child, but occasionally, he would dream about the image of his mother when he was a student that he saw during the investigation.

She sat alone at the desk, surrounded by a constant stream of people passing by. People were discussing and laughing, but they just passed her by.

And she looked at the white paper in her hand. The words inside were twisted, as if she could vaguely see the end of time.

Caesar suddenly realized why he had become interested in Nono on the way to find Fujimaru Ritsuka when he was in school.

[Nono looks a bit like her mother]

The kind of person who has no interest in his own life, is just sad and lonely, but will never let others see it.

she.

they

Have you ever been free?

When he learned that Pompeii's identity was Odin, Caesar suddenly realized the contradiction that had always existed in his mind.

name.

mother's name.

Gurvet is the name of a god in Norse mythology.

It is said that she was the trigger for the war between the Aesir and the Vanir. In the prophecy of the witch in the epic series of Nordic legends, Gullvig, a member of the Warner Protoss, came to Asgard. It is said that he came to discuss which of the two gods is greater and more worthy of people's worship.

Some people say that Gullweg boasted about her magic power and made rude remarks that made the Æsir dissatisfied. Odin threw his spear to declare war.

But this is also the only time Gullvig appears in Norse mythology.

The trigger for the war of the gods.

Even the name corresponds one to one.

Throughout her life, she had not been able to find any traces, but now she learned that her birth was so precious and came from her gift.

"If you really care about your mother, why don't you try to ask her yourself?" Pompeii suddenly interrupted Caesar's dazed thoughts.

Caesar suddenly looked up at Pompeii.

At this moment, the man suddenly showed a satisfied smile that everything was under control.

"Dead mortals are not qualified to enter the Hall of Valor, but to put it bluntly, the dead are just spiritual bodies. It is not difficult to preserve such an existence." Pompeii shook his head, "Of course, I am not Jörmungandr, and I can't Resurrect it.”

"But you are different."

Pompey approached Caesar and placed his hands gently on his shoulders.

"As a flask villain, absorb all the filtered truth and my power. Caesar, you will become nobler than anyone else. Whether you want to resurrect your mother or talk to her, as long as You can do it if you want.”

Pompey stared at Caesar, almost lovingly.

"In other words, I'm also looking forward to you making that decision."

However, the child he was expecting did not let go so easily.

"You just want to use this kind of bargaining chip to make me accept your plan."

Looking at Pompeii, Caesar gritted his teeth and expressed his guess.

The eternal emperor, meeting his mother, clearly had so many temptations for Caesar, but the man still gritted his teeth and tried to think about the doubts in it.

"I can't guarantee whether what you are telling is the truth. Moreover, you are using my mother's presence to tempt me to accept this gift. How could I accept it?! After all, why should you be so nice to me!!"

Caesar shook off the man's hand and spoke impatiently.

"You clearly never cared about me or my mother, not even after her death! Why didn't the Gattuso family ever acknowledge her existence!! You are clearly qualified to change those rules!"

"Well, yes, but because the rash change of Gattuso's family rules is too different from the image I usually show, I have never considered that." Pompeii's calm answer made the anger burning in Caesar's heart even more intense. But each time, such provocations came to an abrupt end.

As if on purpose, Pompeii waited for the second before Caesar was about to get angry again before he explained: "I can't guarantee whether these are the truth? Ah, it is indeed not possible, but you also realize, right? What you just said Your dreams are all my spiritual elements that I instilled into you."

"It's up to you to judge whether it's the truth or not."

"And why should I be so nice to you?"

"Isn't that dream enough of an answer?"

Kara.

Caesar's lips tightened as he traced his fingers across the stone surface.

Indeed, he also knew the answer.

I just don't want to accept it.

Unwilling to accept, this man actually has feelings for himself and his mother

Really existing feelings.

"Maybe it's because I'm old, or maybe I've been acting for so long that I forget who I am. I don't care what the answer is, but everything I want to say is in that dream."

"I never intended to threaten you with Gullweg, Caesar, because I know—"

The man's golden eyes were burning quietly.

"You will say yes."

"Because you are my child, you are the son of Odin."

"You were born to want to be an emperor. Why do you reach the top in various fields again and again? Why do you have to challenge again and again to become Cassel, the leader of this generation of the dragon-slaying family? Why are there so many Cassel colleges? I am completely impressed by Fujimaru Ritsuka, but you are the only one who wants to challenge her again and again."

"You are born unwilling to give in to talent or fate."

"I know you better than anyone else, Caesar."

"You'll accept it."

About Pompeii.

Caesar, there is no denying it.

(He is correct)

The temptation to become king, the fever, burned in Caesar's chest.

It's like an indelible trace engraved in genes and blood.

And the vision of seeing my mother again is also so eager.

I still want to feel that warmth again.

Caesar is the most outstanding young man of this generation of mixed races.

He received praise from Fujimaru Ritsuka and was one of the few students recognized by Angers as a young talent.

However, no matter how outstanding he is, he is still just a student.

A young man who is growing up.

He lacks the love of others, is withdrawn and aloof.

He lacked the warmth of family, and the scars persist to this day.

His longing, that longing imprinted on the very roots of his soul, was irresistible.

There was always only one factor that could prevent Caesar from making a choice.

[Reverse psychology towards Pompeii]

Like Fujimaru Ritsuka, Pompeo is always able to come up with answers that are objectively correct for others, but he is always able to piss off the person involved to the point where he is absolutely unwilling to agree.

Caesar's hatred, disgust and rejection of Pompeii, which he had accumulated over the years, were the only factors that stopped him.

but

Again.

Caesar was a brilliant genius.

He doubted whether Pompeii's love for his mother and himself was true, and even denied that dream and memory.

But in the story just now, there was more objective evidence.

[The tradition of the Gattuso family is that the wife of each heir is decided by the family. Caesar knew about this very early. At the same time, he also knew that Pompeo was the first to defy this decision. 】

[After knowing Pompeii’s true identity, this phenomenon seems to have become natural, but]

[If it were Pompeii, it could obviously do better. 】

——Well, yes, but because the rash change of Gattuso's family rules is too different from the image I usually display, I have never considered that.

This sentence.

The words Odin just answered contradicted what he had done.

There was obviously a better way to marry Gullweger. He didn't even need to marry her, he just needed to use her as a fertility machine, just like all the other women he had used.

Why do we have to bring Guerweger into the Gattuso family even if it goes against the image he has set?

This answer, in the dream, in the man's eyes looking at himself and Gurweger, Caesar got the answer.

Caesar lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

Beside him, Odin just looked at it calmly, looking at it, looking at it.

(Won~~~~)

Then, inwardly, he grinned.

It was an extremely ferocious, extremely expectant, pure and dark emotion.

(Already, won.)