Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 388: For Your Majesty (203)

Dragon Raja 5

“He said he’s my brother.” Lu Mingfei raised his head and stared blankly at Lu Lincheng.

“Son, you have no younger brother. Your consciousness has been corrupted, possibly with me as an intermediary host,” Lu Lincheng said softly. “Now, we know what the demon that is trying to devour you is.”

He stood up, patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, and said, “Get a good night’s sleep. Now that you’re home, everything can be resolved.”

***

It was late at night. Lu Mingfei sat quietly by the window. The outside was unusually lively tonight. The dim yellow lights that used to be there had been replaced with colorful lights. Boys and girls were setting up lights and having a snowball fight.

Christmas was approaching. Although they have different religious beliefs, agrees that Christmas is the biggest festival in the haven. Except for the staff who have to be on duty, can enjoy a seven-day holiday. Since they can’t leave the Nibelungen area, they always try their best to turn everything into a playground where they can have fun.

Humanity’s last refuge was built upon the boy’s corpse. Although he was not completely dead, his spirit resides deep within Lu Mingfei’s consciousness, perhaps aiming to turn Lu Mingfei into his next self.

It was like a nightmare. If it weren’t for the dazzling lights outside the window, Lu Mingfei wouldn’t know how he would have gotten through the night.

The so-called brotherhood was just a lie. His soul was being Devoured bit by bit by the little devil, so the little devil gradually transformed into his appearance, becoming more and more like him.

The little devil must have once been a majestic monarch on some throne, right? Fierce, cruel, and imposing, now he’s as talkative as a hip-hop artist—this attribute must be the dregs of his soul. But what essence does his soul possess? It seems there isn’t much. He really doesn’t understand why such a world-ruling being would choose him as a host. Perhaps he was desperate? He simply had no other choice. Like in those cultivation novels, a demon lord dies in an attack by righteous people, forced at the last moment to choose a nearby dead body to be reborn. Upon rebirth, he discovers he’s a complete good-for-nothing, incompetent in both literature and martial arts, ignored by both young and old, even his parents think he’ll never amount to anything. The demon lord become helpless, forced to argue with the other soul within his body while simultaneously helping him woo women and conquer the world…

Thinking about it this way, it’s the Demon Lord who’s really suffering, not the good-for-nothing. Lu Mingfei smiled silently.

If one day the good-for-nothing has to break with the Demon Lord, who will be sadder, the good-for-nothing or the Demon Lord? Probably the good-for-nothing. The Demon Lord’s fate was simply annihilation, while the good-for-nothing will live forever in the Demon Lord’s former glory. But how will he face the reality that he is just a good-for-nothing? All the beauties who once loved him will gradually fade away. once submitted to him and practically called him “father” now have no interest in even beheading him. The treasured swords he once collected are now too heavy to lift… Should he choose to live a wretched life or commit suicide and follow the Demon Lord?

Perhaps from the moment they became one, there was neither a demon lord nor a good-for-nothing in the world, only a monster, in the monster’s body, the demon lord and the good-for-nothing warmed each other.

With a “click,” the strong wind blew open the double-glazed windows, and a blizzard rushed in, filling the room with swirling snowflakes and causing the temperature to plummet.

Lu Mingfei’s legs were crippled, and he couldn’t even stand up to close the window. Calling for help might not be of any use, as he would be swallowed up by the rumbling of the blizzard. These Khrushchev buildings were constructed with extremely thick walls for insulation, making them excellent soundproofing.

He was reaching for the window when he suddenly turned around, bracing himself against his wheelchair to stand up. He had heard footsteps behind him, and it was hard to believe that such faint footsteps could be heard in the raging snowstorm. It was the sound of an old friend coming to visit through the snow.

A thin, dark shadow was cast on the ground. It wasn’t Lu Mingze, but a thin little girl in her pajamas. She stood barefoot in the snow, her long, platinum-blonde hair cascading down her back. The light from the window shone on her bare arms, casting a cool, luminous glow, as if it were shining on a white marble sculpture.

It was the child Lu Mingfei had seen through the window before; he seemed familiar, yet he couldn’t quite place him.

The two looked at each other, and the girl said something anxiously…

The door was pushed open with a “bang,” and Giovanni rushed in like a whirlwind, shoving Lu Mingfei and his wheelchair aside, and closing the window with her arms.

This flurry of activity left Giovanni breathless and leaning against the window frame, catching her breath several times. She then hurriedly pulled a thick blanket from the closet, shook it out, and covered Lu Mingfei with it. Lu Mingfei shivered, realizing he was completely freezing, his fingers numb and icy.

In frigid regions, something like this could be fatal. The room temperature could drop to tens of degrees below zero within seconds, and Lu Mingfei was only wearing a thin blanket at the time. His mother was probably worried about his mood, so she was sleeping in the living room. She heard the commotion, and if it weren’t for her fierce personality, he might have been sitting in an ice sculpture by the window by tomorrow morning.

Giovanni grabbed Lu Mingfei’s head, angrily cursing, “Isn’t Lu Lincheng useless? How many times have I told him this window needs fixing! It’s completely useless!”

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the snow-covered ground, seeing only Giovanni’s footprints, not the barefoot girl’s. The scene he’d just witnessed could only be an illusion; no one could possibly be running around in the freezing snow wearing a nightgown. Yet, the girl’s words terrified Lu Mingfei.

He couldn’t understand what the girl was saying. It seemed to be Russian, but it was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, barely audible in the wind and snow. But he knew it was some kind of warning, an urgent warning. Her expression was anxious and sorrowful.

“This blizzard has been raging for three whole days, with no sign of stopping. The reason you noticed the wind direction constantly changing after you entered the blizzard is because it’s a large-scale whirlwind. There’s no need to guess; this is a Nibelungen region, the whirlwind is its boundary, and the center of the whirlwind is our destination,” Su Enxi stated decisively.

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