Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

".Since when did you realize this?"

The king general said in a low voice, and the only sound of his increasingly heavy breathing echoed throughout the entire observation deck, like a remnant ghost with nowhere to hide, it was deep and terrifying.

But the girl didn't care very much. She thought about it and tilted her head hesitantly.

"It's not a difficult mystery to guess, so of course I knew it when I first heard about the mission."

"Because I know your insistence on the aesthetics of your victory, your insistence on showing off and boasting about your strength - so I know that the so-called Deadpool group in downtown Tokyo is all fake."

"Because I know your purpose is to win over me - so you will definitely be waiting for me at Tokyo Tower."

The calmer and more natural the girl's tone was, the deeper the king's heart sank.

His first reaction was disbelief. He subconsciously felt that this was a being standing behind the girl. It was a puzzle deliberately created by some chess player playing against him to lure him into thinking more and use this absurd picture to Try to put pressure on yourself.

However, a tremor emanating from the depths of his genes told him clearly.

That's the truth.

General Wang was being pointed at his nose and mocked by a junior high school girl, mocking his plan for not being perfect, mocking his intentions as a chess player for being too obvious, mocking him for not being qualified to talk about grand plans.

And this junior high school student, with almost no clues, only relied on some trivial clues to gradually restore the truth hidden behind the Menggui Zhong and the Sheqi Eight Families.

etc.

"So, are you laughing because my plan is too simple? I admit, I underestimated it——"

"Oh, that's not why."

The king's words were interrupted, and he was forced to suppress the mania in his heart again, looked up at the girl, and looked directly into her eyes. The girl's lips were full of cherry blossoms, her teeth were fragrant, and she spread her hands and said.

"What I find funny is your wish itself."

"desire?"

"It's just the matter of becoming a dragon."

At that moment, it seemed as if a slender string was breaking in the air.

The emotions that should have been suppressed burst out completely. This was the first time the king had lost his composure tonight. The Noh mask began to tremble violently. It was not because of anything else, but pure anger.

He could accept that he was inferior to others because of his negligence, but he couldn't bear to have his ideals and ambitions trampled on, and the anger that almost solidified turned into a devouring beast and pressed towards him.

In that long and narrow hole, the golden light that surpasses the top of Tokyo Tower bursts out with a light that makes it difficult to look directly at it.

That is the mechanism of the evolution of golden eyes. If an experienced dragon slayer were to witness it at this moment, he would definitely be shocked, because it was a golden streamer that was almost as good as the next generation species.

Noble, strict, as if overwhelmingly terrifying.

The fire began to gradually rise and spread. The black wreckage danced in the scorching heat, like a painful and twisted human form. The king was entrenched in the sky. Under the pale jagged teeth were the insignificant flesh and blood and screams of people. The red flowed downwards, as if it were a tower. Deadly but prosperous, a dead city filled with blood and rivers.

The golden eyes of the next generation will make an under-exercised A-level hybrid kneel down on the spot just by looking at each other. Even experienced members of the A-level hybrid executive department can keep breathing at their limit.

The pressure of dragons on people is really too despairing and powerless.

In the despair that almost covered the sky, the girl's expression also changed.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but that his twisted smile changed from a twisted smile at someone's joke to a happy and annoying smile as if his plan had succeeded.

General Wang showed his overwhelming momentum as the leader of the fierce ghosts, but this also proved that he was stabbed in the back.

The word "Ni Lin" sounds very cool, with a strong sense of myth and mystery.

But according to the girl's understanding, this is a saying in ancient China.

——"The dragon's reverse scale will kill anyone who touches it."

Legend has it that there is a scale on the dragon's neck that is upside down. If anyone touches it, the dragon will kill the other person. "Ni Lin" refers to a taboo or bottom line that cannot be touched, so it is also extended to a metaphor for the weakness of those in power.

Weakness, weak point, to put it bluntly, the so-called reverse scale means being poked in the foot, that is to say.

"Are you afraid? Afraid that I will deny your ideals." The girl in a red coat waved her hand, but her empty hand seemed to be holding a gasoline bottle, and she poured it on the king's head.

"Are you afraid of losing to me in a debate?" the girl said with a smile.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, are you so confident in your speaking skills?" the general hissed. "Are you so sure that you can refute me, instead of being persuaded by me and recognizing the supremacy of power and strength?"

"Yeah, of course."

Fujimaru-san really doesn't know how to be humble, or she won't be humble to the enemy in front of her. She smiled, her beautiful eyes looking forward to it, as if everything in the world had lost its color, even the angry gold had sunk, leaving only the girl's magical charm.

But even though her words were so arrogant, the girl's face was not ferocious, but peaceful and gentle. She pointed with her thumb at the night scene behind her that the two of them had just looked at, and said calmly.

"Wang Jiangsang, you might as well speak clearly. What is your ideal? What is it that is worth messing up this city? And I will be responsible for scolding you to wake up."

General Wang did not answer immediately after hearing this, but his arms that were naturally hanging down under his military uniform trembled.

This was the signal for the war to begin and the moment his mentality changed.

In fact, at the beginning, the king only regarded Fujimaru Ritsuka as a "possible enemy", and there was a high probability that he was just pushed out by others to act as a facade.

What qualifications does a junior high school girl have to compete with her on the same stage?

What qualifications do you have to have the same level of blood as the "Emperor" who has been passed down for thousands of years?

But now he knew that he seemed to have made a fatal mistake.

Whether this is accidental or inevitable due to countless factors beyond his reach, he must face this exceptional girl head-on, otherwise he will even lose to the opponent in the area in which he is most confident.

"Is it necessary to ask again?"

The king suppressed the countless surging emotions in his heart and tried his best to focus on the following conversation. His thoughts seemed to have returned to a time too long ago, when he had not yet put on the disguise of the king.

When I was still a human being, I seemed to have had verbal confrontations with my old friends, feeling impatient, angry, and more useless emotions.

But now, he can no longer hold that in his eyes.

"The dragons are the supreme beings in this world, noble beings far higher than humans. Their roars are as deafening as the roar of swords, as irresistible as the natural disasters of storms and tsunamis, and as noble as thousands of gods shouting in unison. drink."

"What's wrong with yearning for that kind of life?"

When the man told this, his voice was so pious and so fanatical.

Even Fujimaru Ritsuka is not laughing at this moment, but just listening quietly.

If she wanted to, she could also be as sarcastic as she was just now, using sharp and mean words to easily scold this self-righteous man to the point of being confused.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly became quiet.

Still have to wait a little longer.

She still needs some time to get to know the general Wang.

She needs information and needs to uncover the truth about the world, and the man in front of her is obviously a good target.

She wanted to know what the goals of the magicians, or hybrids, who stood at the top of the world were.

She wanted to know just how attractive it was for a hybrid to become a dragon.

She wanted to know how much resistance the magicians of this world could offer when the mad dragon named Nidhogg swept across the world.

Chaldea is the last miracle of mankind, and the reason why a miracle is a miracle is that it cannot be reproduced artificially.

The scheming people finally dissipated on the eve of the destruction of the world, and what was left behind were all blooming flowers called "courage". That was the girl and her friends - Chaldea, a group of less than twenty people. The final fight against the world.

There have been so many shining stars in the long history of mankind. They turned into heroic spirits and stood on the last line of defense of mankind, and then they picked up the last torch in the endless desperate situation.

What about this world?

Do people in this world sing about hope and praise courage?

The generals who were still calculating gains and losses in the face of crisis all made mistakes, and when the desperate black dragon looked down on the earth from the sky, his sharp claws and roars penetrated the thick clouds, when the fragments of his voice burned everything, then in the end Is what is left behind another hope that blooms, or is it something else?

The time the girl entered the mysterious side was short-lived, but everything she could see was so powerless.

She can smile on the surface, think of herself as a girl who has some fighting ability but is indifferent to worldly affairs, and happily live a stable life.

But looking at the intrigues and intrigues as always, it is common for our clan to kill each other.

It's so boringly familiar.

So she secretly made a decision at this moment.

——If no one is willing to come forward, then it will be up to her.

This time, the girl is still the only savior facing despair.

But if anything, she came earlier.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stepped into the mysterious side before the disaster struck.

This is just a very subtle change.

But just like the fluttering of a butterfly's thin wings, the air flow will tremble slightly with it. That seemingly insignificant step will eventually one day...

It will turn into a violent wind that tears the dragon's wings and sweeps across the world.

The next chapter will be released at eleven o'clock in the evening, and the next chapter at twelve o'clock. Reading the two chapters together may be more effective, and it will probably push the focus of this volume in one go. (The total number of words is about four or five chapters.

Seeing many book friends analyzing my rhythm problems, I accepted the recognition, expressed my gratitude, and was very distressed at the same time.

I thought about the rhythm issue, maybe it’s because there’s something wrong with my settings.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is not a time traveler. On the basis of not knowing Herzog and not having any background information, I wanted to create an image of Herzog for the protagonist that readers have already known, and I also arranged for Ritsuka While constantly changing its impression, it also lays out some tactical layout, so there will be a lot of information that may be useless to readers. There is also the problem of insufficient writing power

This is my problem, but this is the story I personally want to see when I fantasize, so this is the only way.

The way I came up with was to change the chapter sending time, and then send the two chapters into one, so as to maximize the amount of information.

If I can still make recommendations this week, then I will simply celebrate and write the plot in one go. (angry

If not

Paralysis - waiting and hoping. (No mercy