One Hundred Twelfth

Norton discussed his salary and benefits with Lancelot and the others with great interest. During the conversation, the expressions of the Executive Department students began to change in subtle ways.

Although they said nothing on the surface, their subconscious actions betrayed their inner thoughts. Their postures were no longer rigid, their grips on their guns loosened slightly, their gazes softened, and their expressions became ones of unbearable pity—there were many such small details.

But they were only small details.

The students of the Cassell College Executive Department had a high baseline of competence and were generally faultless. Even if a sudden emergency were to occur the next moment, they could respond in the shortest possible time, exerting their final ounce of strength.

Norton noticed all these changes in their expressions.

"Hmph, a bunch of foolish mediocrities."

The corners of Norton's mouth lifted slightly, and a sense of pride and superiority gradually welled up within him. This was exactly what he wanted—to make the people at Cassell College doubt his identity. That way, Constantine, far away in China, could be safer. Everything was within the scope of his plan... probably?

Don't dwell on those unnecessary details!

In any case, Norton had successfully used his own abilities to hide his identity as a Dragon King, and had even managed to secure additional benefits for himself from the enemy, Cassell College, causing the top brass of the college to begin doubting their own judgment. He was winning big.

Norton nodded in response.

Lancelot nodded slightly, finding no flaws in Norton's expression. Perhaps he really didn't know about Odin. Of course, it was also possible that he was just hiding it well, but they were now more inclined toward the former; after all, the image of Norton the Dragon King being like this... was something many people couldn't accept.

Norton's story had a certain level of credibility, but those who had read the chat logs knew that Norton likely wanted to see Chu Zihang. Though the specific reason was unknown, this guy was determined to meet him.

He was never a Dragon King who only cared about eating and drinking, nor did he care about the amount of salary or the conditions of his benefits and leave. As long as he could make the people at Cassell College feel speechless and uncomfortable, he was more than happy to do so. His actions had nothing to do with money... probably, maybe, supposedly.

After all, this was information provided by the Vice Principal. Although that old guy seemed unreliable, the credibility of the information he provided was actually mostly very high, and corroborating it was always a good thing.

Do not bully the young dragon for being poor!

"You say you want to go to China?" Lancelot narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, looking at Norton.

Lancelot and the others sat with the executive students beside Norton for a long time. Angers had also been watching their interaction from the monitoring room. Even though he had countless things he wanted to complain about, he did not lower his guard and kept watching closely.

In their view, although Norton's behavior was very much like that of an ordinary person, there were loopholes in many places. They couldn't fathom why this guy would suddenly call himself Norton and text Chu Zihang every day, and even more so, how Chu Zihang could respond in such a way. The chat logs had already blown their minds.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."

"One more thing: how much do you know about the name Odin?" Lancelot continued to ask.

"Good."

"Is that so?"

Lancelot and the others looked at each other, seeing their mutual thoughts.

Norton thought for a moment and replied, "Seems like a god from Norse mythology, quite powerful, but other than that, I don't know much."

"Well, if you want to go, then go, but the prerequisite is that you must complete the missions assigned to you by Cassell College." Lancelot nodded slightly and said.

Because of this, the strange sense of pride in Norton's heart was gradually satisfied, and his smile became increasingly content.

Furthermore...

More importantly, wasn't their chat log just too long? The vetting process was simply...

However, some suspected that the person using Chu Zihang's phone wasn't him at all, but Xia Mi. According to surveillance data, Xia Mi often snatched Chu Zihang's phone to play games and send messages, so it wasn't incomprehensible that messages appeared on Chu Zihang's phone that didn't sound like things he would say.

"Yes, I've wanted to go there for a long time. You should all know that I am of Chinese descent, but I was born in the United States. This is not my home, and I want to go back and see it," Norton said with a slight sigh.

"Odin?"

There was no need for Cassell College to stop him. Letting Norton meet Chu Zihang might cause them to show a flaw, which would better help determine their identities, rather than just guessing here for no reason.

Setting facts aside, Norton's poverty at this stage was only temporary. The furious Dragon King would one day roar at the world and ascend to the supreme throne.

"Mr. Ronald, where do you usually sleep? Do you need us to give you a ride home?" Lancelot asked with a friendly smile.

"As long as I have no sense of belonging in my heart, no place is home. What I need is a sense of belonging, not a specific house," Norton replied after a moment of thought.

To translate: he usually slept on the streets and was homeless, but he didn't want to spell it out directly—it was a matter of pride.

"...Fine, we at Cassell College will do our best to give you a sense of belonging. You can stay with us for today," Lancelot said.

"That works too."

Norton sighed slightly. He felt that the process of getting along with this guy was relatively comfortable. This guy was different from those foolish mortals; he could understand his feelings instead of just talking to him about so-called salaries, benefits, and practical realities—those unimportant things.

Would I, a dignified Dragon King, care about those?

Absolutely not!

And so, Norton stayed right under the noses of the Cassell College executive students. Even so, they still couldn't find decisive evidence that Ronald Tang was Norton, and they still felt this guy was outrageous.

'If I could find that friend of his, maybe I could make a breakthrough,' Angers couldn't help but think.

It was just a pity that Norton's good friend had already been severely injured by Lu Mingfei and dared not come out to mess with Norton. Odin in his prime could have killed Norton in a short time, but having been killed once by the Immortal Flame Spear, Odin was likely to fail if he fought Norton again.

Although this possibility wasn't high, Odin didn't want to bet his life on it. After all, Norton had been awake for so long and should have regained some of his strength; plus, he was also very skilled in alchemy. Odin didn't dare to force a kill on Norton under these circumstances.

His previous plan hadn't been like this.

Odin had only wanted to test Lu Mingfei's current strength. He knew about Lu Mingze, so he had planned to disengage from the battle as soon as Lu Mingze appeared and then go attack Norton.

But the reality was that Lu Mingze didn't lift a finger from start to finish; Lu Mingfei alone had beaten him to a pulp. The degree of this guy's absurdity was comparable to Liu Xiu back in the day.

He couldn't just go to Norton to throw his life away while heavily wounded, could he?

So Norton had been stood up.

Odin's seamless plan had been smashed to pieces by Lu Mingfei with absolute violence.

In the monitoring room, Principal Angers had his hands crossed in front of him, his brows furrowed as he looked at the information before him.

Lu Mingfei, an S-class psychopath suspected of being a Dragon King.
Ronald Tang, a tsundere wage slave suspected of being a Dragon King.
Pompeii Gattuso, a school director suspected of being Odin.
Chu Zihang, a student suspected of being a Dragon King.
Xia Mi, a love-struck girl suspected of being a second-generation species.

This information made his head ache a little. He knew Lu Mingfei's identity; he was a dragon-slaying weapon he had prepared long ago, specifically designed to counter Dragon Kings, so there was no need for doubt.

Coincidentally, Lu Mingfei had indeed brought back many good things from within Odin's Nibelungen, and had also rescued Chen Mo Tong, so he was completely trustworthy.

The credibility of Old Tang and Pompeii were tied together. If Old Tang was not a Dragon King, then the possibility of Pompeii being a Dragon King could not be linked by testimony. If Pompeii was a Dragon King, then there was a high probability that Old Tang was Norton.

"Continue to keep a close eye on Ronald Tang. Don't let your guard down. Lancelot, use your way to stabilize him. I believe in you," Angers said.

"Understood."

"Why are you crying?"

"Aren't you injured too?"

Lu Mingfei was speechless. He looked at his tattered clothes and retorted in his heart: "This is from the battle with the dead servants; it's all the enemy's blood, not mine. You don't need to worry about this... Look, look, there are no wounds on me."

"Huh?"

Furina looked up suspiciously, taking a careful look at Lu Mingfei. She found that there were indeed no wounds on him, but the observant Fufu soon discovered an anomaly: many of the bloodstains on Lu Mingfei matched the bloodstains on his clothes.

It was as if...

He had already been injured and fought, but had healed his wounds after the battle, pretending he wasn't hurt.

Idiot! This idiot!

"You mean all my worrying about you was unnecessary? Do you think I'm that easy to fool?"

As she spoke, Furina lowered her head again, burying her face deep into the pillow, but the familiar tactile sensation reminded her of the pattern of the boy on the pillow.

Suddenly, a strange feeling welled up in her heart. Furina quickly looked up and flipped the pillow over, but after flipping it, her face turned even uglier because if she turned it over... the other side would be seen!

Ahhh! I can't live like this!

Furina erupted with the fastest speed of her life, threw the pillow away, and grabbed the quilt to wrap herself into a ball, like a moving little dumpling.

"..."

Lu Mingfei saw the pillow.

In an instant, immensely complex emotions burst forth in his heart—the joy of meeting her, the happiness of being cared for and valued; the guilt of making her worry, and the sense of mission that forced him to act this way.

At that moment, he thought of many things, various excuses swirling in his mind, but in the end, he smiled and said, "Sorry, I made you worry."

"Oh."

The blue and white patterned little dumpling squirmed on the bed.

"I defeated Odin."

"Huh?"

Fufu's small head popped out of the dumpling. She looked at the Lu Mingfei from another world from afar and said with extreme nervousness: "He is very dangerous, why did you fight him? If something happened to you..."

"I would be very worried."

After saying this, she retracted her head again, and the blue and white little dumpling shrank even smaller and tighter.

'So cute.'

Lu Mingfei whispered in his heart. He wished he could arrive at the Palais Mermonia where Furina lived in the next second, sit on her bed, gently patting this little dumpling while saying comforting words to her, then hold the little dumpling tightly, feeling her touch, her warmth, and her trembling heartbeat.

Sigh, I can't stay in this dragon world for another second!

"The rain has stopped."

Lu Mingfei whispered, looking up at the gradually dispersing clouds. Behind the clouds was a deep blue sky, stars hung in the firmament, and the crescent moon shyly poked its head out.

He looked at the sky, feeling that his immortal power seemed to have some connection with the celestial phenomena. If he could fully master the methods of using the power of immortality, he might be able to directly gain the power to control the heavens. And the power of immortality seemed to go beyond that.

High-speed healing of wounds, mastery of celestial phenomena, increased strength from immortal protection, and enhanced attack power—overall, the power of immortality was very strong and comprehensive.

But this didn't seem to be the full extent of immortality's power; it had even more potential.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep!"

The blue and white little dumpling rolled twice on the bed, her soft, cute voice coming from within. The slight tremor in her voice seemed to indicate her inner unrest; perhaps she, too, was lacking in security right now, wanting to hold firmly onto the person she was afraid of losing.

"Let me sleep with you."

Lu Mingfei said, taking the opportunity.

"Hmph, who needs you to keep me company?" A proud and disdainful voice came from inside the dumpling. As she squirmed, a snow-white, smooth little foot quietly poked out from under the dumpling, but was quickly pulled back.

"Fufu, I'm hurt, it's very painful."

"Huh?"

"Odin's power was simply too strong. It has deeply wounded my heart. I need a warm embrace to soothe my riddled soul," Lu Mingfei said.

"..."

Furina slowly revealed her head, then glanced at her pajamas inside the quilt. After a brief silence, she bit her lip slightly and whispered: "Then... then let's get one thing straight: my hug isn't exactly soft."

Her voice was a little low, sounding as if she lacked confidence. She really did lack confidence in certain aspects.

"An embrace where I can be pressed tightly against you is the warmest and coziest thing. Some things are just obstacles between two hearts," Lu Mingfei said with a smile.

"Hmph!"

Furina let out a small hum, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly; her mood seemed to have improved. But this was no excuse for her to stand still. She would constantly change herself in her own way, making herself better and more perfect.

Not long ago, she had discovered that her body was not that of an ordinary person; she could change her form through her own will and power, though the range was small and it required a long time to change.

But so what?

Furina would continue to grow stronger, using her will to change her form until she completely mastered this ability.