Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 363: For Your Majesty (178)

Dragon Raja 5

“But my boss cares a lot about you, Mr. Lu Mingfei. You may be the only guest who have the honor of sitting at that table,” Bunin added.

“I hope his chef can grill meat as well as you do,” Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

“So the dark side of the world must really exist, not just that guy’s delusion. It’s a very tightly controlled organization that manages the secrets of the dragon. The method for creating the serum is just one of many secrets. They also secretly manage the world’s order. The secrets of the dragon have never been leaked because anyone who tried to leak them was eliminated. He has existed since ancient times; he is the true emperor of this world. The emperors who have left their mark in history may all have been their puppets. None of us can stand against him, probably none in the world, except you.” Bunin stared into Lu Mingfei’s eyes. “You may not only be his guest, but also his enemy. I guess he feels more fear towards you.”

“It sounds pretty cool to me,” Lu Mingfei said casually, his mind already wandering.

If this world is truly ruled by a god, or some self-proclaimed god, who sits behind a mysterious table silently devouring the world’s flesh and blood, and his only fear was a demon residing in the body of an insignificant being, then does the god wish for the demon to remain forever asleep, or awaken for a final battle? Or are the demon and the god actually twins, mirror images of each other, destined for only one to survive?

The more he think about it, the more fascinating it becomes; it could easily be the subject of a novel.

“I didn’t get a copy of that map. This job was originally his, but he probably didn’t want to be the one sacrificed as a pioneer, so he made me take his place. I have no idea where we’re going. The only thing I’m sure of is that it’s very close to the Arctic Ocean coastline. I was asked to memorize a code to unlock that place, but I can’t tell you the code yet because I also want to go and see it,” Bunin said quietly. “To see the dinner table on the dark side of the world.”

“They probably don’t go there to eat meat and drink blood,” Su Enxi said.

“The abandoned sheepdog wants to go back to see its owner,” Bunin said wistfully.

“And you?” Lu Mingfei turned to Su Enxi.

“My story is quite simple. I’m just an ordinary girl from a humble background. My difficult childhood taught me the true meaning of life early on. Poor kids mature early, you know? After entering the workforce, I did many different jobs, from bringing warmth to childless families to spending time with old wealthy men in casinos, and incidentally helping to reduce the wealth gap in society. Then I met my boss. I went to Harvard to get some experience, and spent some time in the London Stock Exchange, helping him make money and manage his finances. To be honest, I’m an accountant, and I don’t usually travel for business, but I have no choice; the company is small and short-staffed. This time, I’m here on a business trip, vacation, and maybe even see the Northern Lights. I know nothing about anything else; my core job is to meet all your needs, paving the way through mountains and building bridges over rivers.” Su Enxi shrugged.

“To be honest, I built this gas station. Although I was not entirely sure why we built it in this remote location, The company’s motto is ‘Nothing is impossible, only unimaginable.’ The boss said, ‘Let there be light,’ so there must be light.”

“Wasn’t the gas station built by your boss?” Lu Mingfei looked at Bunin in surprise.

“I only knew there was a landmark here where you can refuel, but I don’t know who built this gas station.” Bunin shook his head. “But it’s definitely not like my boss. He probably wouldn’t prepare such good vodka for us.”

“So maybe we have another landmark to refuel at,” Lu Mingfei sighed. “There are quite a few people who want to take me there.”

“So you actually knew where I was going, you even built the gas station for me,” Lu Mingfei added. “You even knew what kind of fuel hovercraft needed.”

“Your thinking is logical, but in fact, my boss gave me a huge construction task: to build hundreds of gas stations in northern Siberia. If we were to connect these gas stations, we could make thousands of different routes.” Su Enxi shrugged. “So my boss doesn’t want me to know the real routes.”

“This means your boss knew there would be other guides,” Lu Mingfei pointed at Su Enxi, then at Buning, “and the two of you aren’t on the same side.”

“It does sound quite eerie, but that’s the truth,” Su Enxi said. “I don’t know what that destination actually is either. Every time he mentions it, he uses such grand yet empty descriptions: ‘Our child will stand on the tombstones of kings, gazing at the vast icy ocean; after burying his soul, he can embark on a smooth journey; in the decaying palace stands his throne alone; beneath the towering skulls, a new god will be born.'”

The pretentious tone sounded familiar, and Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, but couldn’t recall knowing such a person.

“It sounds like your boss is a poet,” Chu Zihang said.

“No, you’re overestimating him a bit. He just has a bit of a performative personality. But I have to say he’s an excellent actor. When he gets into character, even knowing he’s a character, I’m still moved by him,” Su Enxi said. “Why doesn’t he just stick to acting?”

She grabbed the vodka from Bunin’s hand and took a big gulp. “Whose turn is it? Raise your hand if you want to volunteer!”

Lu Mingfei raised his hand high, “I’ll do it! I’ll do it! My superpower is to become a monster, but the price is that I have to sell my soul to the devil!”

He’d kept this secret to himself for a long time, never even telling Nono or Finger. Sometimes he wanted to say, “I’m amazing! I’m the one who always saves the world! I’m the one who kills those dragon kings!” He also wanted to say, “It’s been so tough for me! I’ve made so many sacrifices for everyone!” But before he could say any of these words, a voice whispered in his heart, “No, no, you can’t say it! You can’t say it!”

It was as if that sentence was a terrifying curse; once it came out of his mouth, it would take effect and cause an irreversible tragedy.

But today was really strange; there was no sound to stop him from saying those words, and he seemed quite relaxed afterwards.

The audience reacted differently. Chu Zihang had witnessed the scene before and simply nodded. Su Enxi snatched the meat skewers that Bunin had just grilled, indicating that the secret was no more appealing to her than the skewers. Zero stared at him coldly without saying a word, while only Bunin showed an expression of empathy, saying, “We are all the same, selling our souls to the devil in exchange for a moment of peace in this world.”

“I’m not that poetic, unlike you Russians,” Lu Mingfei explained somewhat awkwardly. “I mean, I really sold my soul to the devil and got superpowers in return.” “Like Faust,” Bunin seemed to understand.

“That’s right, just like Faust.” Lu Mingfei reached out and gave Bunin a high five. “The devil is my brother. I can call on him when I need him. God hasn’t appeared yet.”

“That means you’re actually very strong.”

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