Ancient Dragon in Arknights

As for the Extinction Dragon... kill, kill, kill!

“You think those cops outside will help you? Don’t dream. Those guys are the same no matter where they are. When I was a kid, a policeman in Syracuse colluded with the gang and drove my father and mother to their deaths. Later, I went to the family—guess what happened next? That policeman was like a lowly stray dog ​​in front of the Godfather. He even knelt down and licked my shoes just to get my forgiveness.”

Lazio should tell his story to a film director; who knows, another gangster movie might be born.

Nesario wasn't going to say anything more to this fool; he watched the clock tick away.

His calm demeanor infuriated Lazio, who wanted to see Nesario cry out in humiliation. But now—his appearance was just as ridiculous as his words, making Syracuse's threat as laughable as its family.

"It's almost time."

As Nesario finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open—an officer walked in.

"Target confirmed—Lazio Rossi. The Victorian Ministry of Defence will take over this matter."

Several soldiers entered the police station and roughly took away the godfather, who was about to be deported back to Syracuse.

Nesario left the moment the officer entered; he still didn't want to associate with the military, although he later took out his communicator to thank a young lady who worked for the military.

Chapter 123 Seducing Young Girls

"Fischer, how's it going?"

"What else can we do? The military has intervened. If it were the Royal Inspector of Otto Krieg, we could intervene, but as for us... we're on vacation."

Fisher shrugged. He didn't seem angry about having his credit stolen. Perhaps in his view, it was fine as long as the matter could be resolved, regardless of whether he had any credit or not.

"And... I didn't realize you had any connections with the military?"

Fisher could probably guess the reason: last time, Nesario inadvertently exposed this case that threatened the entire Lontinim, and its profound potential undoubtedly attracted the attention of the Victorian military, which was quite normal.

He could even guess what the military might offer, such as a change of nationality, status, or benefits.

"It's a pity that I was only put under surveillance because of what happened last time. They followed the clues and made a huge contribution. It's infuriating to watch."

Nesario didn't reveal any information about Losilie. Having spent so much time with her, he had learned the principles of espionage: never reveal any information unless absolutely necessary. Seemingly insignificant information could become the sharpest blade.

Lori's identity is rather sensitive, and the Nesario behind her can stir up trouble throughout Victoria. Fisher... he has a good relationship with her, but that's all.

He and Nesario did not have a strong bond; they were unable to share hardships together.

'So, Fisher, don't blame me.'

"However, I still want to thank you this time. I'll prepare a reward for you, so please look forward to it."

"The best reward is if you don't cause me any more trouble."

Fisher gave a haughty snort. Nesario had indeed caused him a lot of trouble, so his complaints were understandable.

......

"Nesario... are you really afraid of the Victorian military?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Look... I reported the information to the military, and you asked me out to dinner just ten minutes later. Isn't that a bit too obvious?"

While outwardly stirring her coffee, Losily was actually frantically channeling Originium Arts under the table with her staff. The moisture in the air became her sense—used to detect if any military spies were nearby.

"Those guys in the military just think I'm stupid, that I've been bewitched by a pretty woman named Felin."

"Oh? Haven't you been bewitched by me?"

As she spoke, Losley leaned forward—her ample figure, wrapped in layers of fabric, pressed against the table. She withdrew her hand from stirring her coffee and pressed it against her chest, a rather pointless act.

"Colombia has a very open culture, and such petty tricks are not even an appetizer."

Nesario glanced at it, then continued writing furiously on the paper.

He and Losilly were in a quiet café, where the tables were spaced far apart and couples, young married couples, and office workers on holiday were relaxing. Everyone was speaking in hushed tones, making the sound of pens writing all the more distinct.

Hmm... this is boring. What are you writing? You're so engrossed in it.

"Write to my sister and ask her for some advice."

This is also one of the reasons why Nesario didn't flirt with Lothiri. He doesn't know why... but the thought of writing letters to Saria made him feel like her gaze was on him, and all his romantic thoughts were scared away.

"What's the problem? I might be able to help."

"Hmm... the question is, 'How do I take control of my own mind, without wavering or fear?'"

"Of course you have to experience it once. Anything scary, once you overcome it, you'll never be afraid again."

Lothiri's opinion is probably the general consensus, but Nesario thinks this move is useless. He could barely be considered to have "defeated" Nergigante once, but he was so ugly when facing it.

Unable to understand, Neltharion could only seek the help of a wise man—Saria, who had ever shown weakness in her childhood, had never shed a tear since that bullying incident. In terms of inner strength, Neltharion was far inferior to her.

"Of course, besides the letter to my sister, I also plan to write a letter to my three teammates, hoping they've arrived home safely."

“Hey...you’re a very busy man, young master Nesario.”

"Compared to Miss Lori, I have a lot of free time."

Can't you tell I'm angry?!

If Nesario could personally write down his longing for the three girls far away in elegant Victorian script in a cozy café, then what he had in front of him could be a perfunctory gesture, right?

Losley suddenly felt the coffee in her hand taste even more bitter.

As time passed, the clock inside the coffee shop swung continuously, and the sunlight streaming in from outside gradually dimmed.

After finishing his letter, Nesario did not leave, but continued to chat idly with Losili.

The two usually chatted in a very harmonious atmosphere, but today—Losili was clearly not in a good mood, and her responses to Nesario were mostly "Oh," "Um," and "I know."

A very straightforward three-part perfunctory response!

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Lori is currently staying in the dorm, but her roommate Rita has already gone home, so she's feeling a bit lonely. As a spy, she has almost no friends, and Rita's departure leaves her with only that jerk behind her as a friend.

'I've decided. I'll ignore him for the next month. Until he apologizes!'

Lothie didn’t believe that someone as clever as Nesario wouldn’t notice her subtle emotions. Was he just being perfunctory?

"Losiri".

"..."

The little boots made an angry sound as they stepped on the floor tiles; it seemed Nesario had gone too far.

"Hmm... My dearest Loser. We met on the streets in September. The moment I saw you, I was captivated by your beautiful, spring-like hair, and then I was mesmerized by your clear, emerald-green eyes. Having never been to Londinium before, I immediately knew that this was absolutely the most beautiful sight in Victoria..."

Nesario, suppressing his shyness, recounted his first meeting with Losilly in a manner reminiscent of Victorian opera, followed by the unfolding of their relationship; because the two were not lovers, Nesario's choice of words was very restrained, without any inappropriate content.

But look around—office workers, students on vacation, couples on dates, elderly couples taking a walk—they all stand at a certain distance, silently watching the two's performance.

Ask them for their opinion; what do they think the relationship between the two is?

Pfft—Losili's fair face visibly turned red.

Nesario's straight shots are incredibly effective!

Chapter 124 A Mind as Clear as a Mirror

"Shut up, look around."

Lori ran up behind Nessario and pushed him away from the scene, which immediately drew laughter from the onlookers.

How could Nesario forget Lothiri? When he arrived in Londinium, he first met Rita and Chen, but it was Lothiri who first made contact with him. As he had said before, the two of them had left a good impression on each other that day.

The resentment in Lori's heart vanished instantly, replaced by shame and indignation; it was simply too humiliating.

Expressing one's feelings in the streets with elaborate operatic tones—this was a custom from the Victorian era. From which nook and cranny did Nesario unearth this "outdated" custom?

The two returned to their dormitory, bickering and teasing each other. Nesario couldn't help but lament his bad luck once again. If it weren't for the political struggles related to Drak, he could have acted more aggressively and without any worries.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do that.

If he and Lori became lovers, the military, the nobility, and anyone interested in Nesario would notice her. That would ruin her life. Of course... Nesario was a jerk; besides Lori, there was another excellent girl like Rita waiting for him. He was reluctant to choose between them... Ah, the turbulent years of youth.

In the following days, Nesario was not involved in any unexpected events. He even had the leisure to visit the Glasgow Gang and learn that the Ghostfire Gang had retreated. He guessed that the military had probably started to exert its influence.

Nesario kept Captain Rita's instructions firmly in mind, maintaining his good habits of studying and self-training every day, and he never slacked off even during the holidays. The teachers who remained on campus also commended this conscientious and self-disciplined student.

About a week later, the messenger from all over the world finally completed a round trip between Victoria and Columbia.

Seria's reply has arrived.

Upon opening the envelope, what greeted the eye was not Victorian-style parchment paper, but rather bright, clean white paper from Colombia.

[To Nesario: I can answer your question, but whether it's correct is for you to judge. Mind, psychology, will—I believe these are all descriptions of thinking. A person's ability to think flexibly determines their ability to handle anything. And thinking needs practice and learning to improve; successful experiences and past failures are all things you should remember.]

Fear is an instinctive reaction to the unknown. Turning the unknown into the known dissolves the fear. Venting emotions is pointless; you must take responsibility for your choices.

You've been exceptionally bright since childhood, even more so than I have, so you've never experienced failure or setbacks. Nesario, failure is an inevitable part of life; you will learn from it, I promise.

[Final words. I understand your choice not to return to Colombia, but there's one thing I must advise you—be careful with your relationships with the opposite sex. Marriage is an important part of a person's social structure; choose wisely, Nezario.]

[—Your sister Saria.]

After reading the entire letter—Nesario was absolutely certain it was his sister's handwriting; only she could write something like this, so "unfeeling," so perfect. Just like the letter itself, transparent and clear—like dissecting a person with a ruthless blade.

"Turning the unknown into the known, Nergigante...?"

Neltharion searched his memory and found that his understanding of Nergigante was only superficial, limited to its abilities, appearance, and unique breeding methods.

He hadn't treated this huge creature as an equal; deep down, Nesario only saw it as a beast, not an intelligent individual.

This was an arrogance ingrained in his very being, and it was shattered by the power of the Destroyer Dragon.

"I see... To put it bluntly, I was just being stubborn about saving face."

Disdain for monsters, pride in himself, absolute disparity in power—just as Saria said, Nesario had never experienced setbacks since childhood. Even when he was kidnapped as a child, he killed his kidnapper.

He would only become unable to accept this pride when it was shattered by Nergigante.

More importantly, "Defeating Nergigante was not my achievement; I only benefited from the glory of Azure Star."

His friend from another world, Azure Star, a powerful figure who is a model hunter, protected Nesario time and time again, which made him dependent on her and stop him from making any progress.

"Next time... I will face it alone. I will defeat Nergigante honorably!"

After his thoughts were analyzed, Nesario did not change significantly, unlike in the movie where he suddenly began to shine.