Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Angers had fantasized about his revenge countless times.

He had many targets for revenge. At the very beginning, he regarded the entire dragon clan as his enemy that he would definitely kill. This target of hatred lasted for a full hundred years.

Even now, he actually has no regrets about this goal.

Although he realized in Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm that he had been lost for too long, Angers would not go to extremes because of this and was born with compassion for dragons.

He just goes from ‘Kill them all, kill them all! ’ has become a mentality of ‘no matter what happens, I don’t care’.

The moment he let go of his obsession, he seemed to have turned into that talkative, elegant, elite mixed race in his early twenties, with a little bit of the tone of a centenarian mixed in.

He was tired and gave up.

However, if I still have concerns about it, it is probably because I was not able to kill Li Wuyue with my own hands, and

The last remains of his own revenge.

Cassel Manor under the heavy rain.

That despicable traitor.

"Long time no see, Lin Fenglong."

"Yeah. Long time no see."

At this time, New York has become a ruined area no different from the battlefield in Afghanistan. There are collapsed objects everywhere, and the white walls are stained with a dirt-like yellow color. A faint mist and yellow dust are evaporating, making the people there feel uncomfortable. The outline also gradually blurs.

Ange's figure jumped down from the corner of the damaged building. He remained highly concentrated and spoke to Lin Fenglong calmly.

"I've been looking for you for a hundred years."

"In the past hundred years, you have been hiding from me, Brazil, Russia, Indonesia, and China. In the process of pursuing you, I have also asked myself again and again, and asked the questions in my mind."

"Why?"

Angers raised his arms, and the smooth surface of the folding knife reflected the sun's rays. The light emitted clearly illuminated the dust floating in the air, moving densely and aimlessly, like the chaotic and swaying water drops in the deep sea.

The old man's movements were gentle as he slashed downward with his arms, but his speed exceeded what ordinary people could detect with the naked eye. The wind and dust were swept and pulled into the ground.

The barrier between Ange and Lin Fenglong was torn apart, revealing each other's faces.

The silver hair of both of them was blown away by the wind. One side's eyes were sharp and cold, while the other side was mellow and calm.

"I don't really like telling people riddles lately, so you'd better tell me the answer concisely and directly -" Angers raised his leg, the black shoe uppers brushed across the ground, and walked towards Lin Fenglong.

"Why, betray us."

"Um"

Lin Fenglong looked at Ange's slow movements, but still had no reaction, as if what was behind him was not Yang Kang Avenue, but a dead end.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In the eyes of the master of Time Zero, the enemy who is seen is approximately equal to the 'dead' enemy.

He couldn't escape, but his tone remained relaxed.

"Are you really not going to talk about riddles? I thought we could talk about the past like old friends."

"Look, do you still remember that one? What was it called? Diana, Jinna? Or was it called Heather? That's the girl we saw at Cambridge University. Didn't I help you pursue her? "

Angers squeezed out a laugh from deep in his throat, as if he wanted to respond to his old friend's joke, but all he could hear was the hissing sound of the leaky chassis.

"Old friend, do you like to think of a woman's name as your last words?"

".You are so merciless."

When Lin Fenglong saw that Ange was not going to gossip and was already within ten meters of him, the expression on his face finally began to change.

"Okay, why you? Um, which version do you want to hear?"

"I'm not saying that we need to make up reasons, but there are many reasons, such as the new world that Odin promised us, such as the right to settle in Night City, such as -"

"Are you a dragon?"

Lin Fenglong's eloquent conversation was interrupted by Ange, and his expression changed from relaxed and peaceful to quiet and profound.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth slowed down slightly, and he looked at Ange again. He also relaxed the hand that he raised slightly during the speech and placed it next to his thigh.

"Why do you think so? Didn't I spend several years with you? Can't you see that I am a dragon?" Lin Fenglong smiled. "Isn't it possible that Hilbert made Angers blind?"

Faced with such insults, Angers just nodded.

"Ah, it's a painful irony, but that seems to be the case."

“I realized it as far back as Pompeii.”

"If even the King of Sky and Wind is qualified to completely hide himself as a human being, then there is no reason why other dragons can't separate themselves from the spirit and only host their soul and spirit in the human body. I doubt Odin This method was also used in the past to deceive humans and blend it into history."

"Neither Meineke nor I ever thought that humans could be so similar to dragons."

"I thought that even if I really couldn't find the difference at the physiological level, I could still see your abnormalities in clues. But unfortunately -"

The old man clenched the folding knife in his hand, his sharp eyes dimmed instantly, and he said with a wry smile.

"No matter who it was, I couldn't see it."

"Whether you or Pompeii, I have taken the liberty of treating you as my companions, but I never thought that the dragon I hate the most is right next to me."

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Lin Fenglong looked at the frustrated old man in front of him. He subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it.

His dry lips pursed slightly for a moment, and he returned to his relaxed look.

But this time, his eyes finally lost all warmth.

"Ah, so, this is enough reason for you to kill me."

"Um."

Angers nodded accordingly.

"You are probably a direct descendant of Odin. With the ability to only inhabit the body with your spirit, you must be the top prince who has accompanied Odin until modern times - do you need me to call you another name?"

"To use a term familiar to you humans, Hermes—no, you should still call me Lin Fenglong."

The old man finally told his real name.

Hermes.

It was the next generation species that once knocked Lancelot down from the sky.

During the battle between the two sides, Lamelushin failed to kill this enemy, and Hermes also judged that he could not kill Melushin in a short time, so he confirmed its ability and destination before leaving.

He just planned to prevent the other party from interfering with Odin's plan, and letting the heroic spirit go against Fujimaru Ritsuka was originally part of the plan.

And now.

What he wants to eliminate are the more dangerous elements on this battlefield.

"Sorry, Ange, I can't let you pass."

"After all, your ability is too troublesome. If you want the heroic spirits and Odin to fight equally, your presence is necessary."

"So, you have to die here - or half-death. After all, I don't want to kill you."

Lin Fenglong rarely spoke a lot, which was more of a sincere advice than a provocation. The hidden emotions in those calm eyes made Angers feel a little dazzling and...

Gagging.

The old man sighed, but then he couldn't help but smile.

That smile was like a traveler who was climbing a mountain rock and saw the peak at the last step, so he smiled with satisfaction.

"Thank you for telling me this, but unfortunately, I am different from your impression of me. I am now an old human."

"You know, human old men are very troublesome."

Angers suddenly started talking about something completely unrelated.

"Because I'm about to end my life, but I haven't let go of the burdens of life, pensions, childcare, and even the great leap forward in science and technology in the new era that I need to adapt to. Recently, it is said that there will be some kind of comprehensive informatization that will not even have a meal. Scan the QR code with your mobile phone. For me, a year of living in this kind of life is a year of struggle."

"Why do you have to spend so much time learning so many things when you're going to die soon?"

"Old men like us are in a hurry."

"so."

"That's enough after you say you are a dragon. Those dozens of words can be regarded as the last breath I give you as a former friend."

Angers said this and raised the knife.

Lin Fenglong, on the other hand, frowned slightly and disapproved, and even spoke with interest.

"Hehehe, then you are really gentle~ You are completely different from the one you used to have. Do you still remember the time when you got angry with the people in the manor because you learned German swearwords meant for children?"

Lin Fenglong's expression was gentle and nostalgic, and strangely, Ange also showed such a cheerful and "healthy" smile.

"Haha. I won't use bad language now."

"Oh why?"

"Don't you remember? Meineke scolded us and shouted "language" in English!"

"Ah, that's what happened. Haha, that guy is obviously the one who usually talks the most, but speaking of it, there is no need for you to listen to such words now, right?"

Ange raised his head and smiled slightly.

After waiting for a while, he slowly lowered his head and asked with a squinting smile.

"Why?"

"Um?"

The next second.

Lin Fenglong then tilted his head.

"Because Menike is dead."

".That's it."

That's great.

Old friend.

This way I can kill you without any distractions.