My Majesty the Dragon Emperor

It has been two days since Lu Mingfei and Finger boarded the CC1000 express. During these two days, Finger has fully realized that besides being really a moron, Finger has an unpredictable personality. He is often blackened, and occasionally has a poisonous tongue, and he especially likes to toss people.Appearances are really deceiving. Even though Fingel has deeply realized this countless times, he will still be tricked next time.

Fortunately, there is still Professor Guderian to distract someone.There is no way, Lu Mingfei thinks these two days are really too boring. Apart from staying in the hotel room every day, he stays in the waiting area of ​​the train. To ensure that his memory will not make mistakes, he had no choice but to put his own happiness on the pain of others to prevent himself from being bored enough to directly choose to fall asleep and miss the express.

The train was running in the dark night, across an oak table, Lu Mingfei, Finger and Professor Guderian sat opposite each other.Finger had already changed into the school uniform of Kassel College, but Lu Mingfei just glanced at it and was still sitting on the seat, causing Professor Guderian to ask suspiciously: "Mingfei, don't you want to change your school uniform? Lu Mingfei was silent for a while, "Does the school uniform have to be green?" Professor Guderian nodded, "If it's green, forget it."

If he hadn't recovered his memory, he might still put it on obediently. Green is the representative color of the guy he hates, the world tree or something, he is a dragon, not a god. Didn't he know that the world tree is the symbol of Odin?The Dragon Clan and the Protoss Clan have been fighting for so many years, but he never wears green.

Professor Guderian scratched his head. He always felt that the "S" grade was a bit difficult to deal with this time. However, he managed to snatch a student with such a high bloodline. He put all his hopes of becoming a full-time student on Lu Mingfei. It's not too difficult if it's just the color of the school uniform. "Okay, you can wear your own clothes first. I will tell the principal about your request, and he should agree. Now, sign this non-disclosure agreement first." Lu Mingfei quickly read through the mixed Latin He immediately picked up the pen, but suddenly he paused on the horizontal line, and a small ink blob blurred out from the tip of the pen, signed his name, and handed the document to Guderian.

Lu Mingfei withdrew his hand and remained silent. Just now, he almost wrote down the name he had written countless times. It was not the Chinese name he had used for more than 20 years, but he had used it for thousands of years. The names signed on countless parchments.Compared with his memories of thousands of years as a pure-blood dragon, the days of living as a human seem insignificant. Even though the memory of being a mixed-race is even more painful and desperate, he has never really felt happiness and hope. And loneliness, as human beings have low self-esteem and escape.

The long and dark memory made the warmth mixed in it very clear for a moment, but the light was only a distant delusion for him after all, and he would never be able to obtain the proof of existence in other people's world.Rather than forcing himself to change, he prefers to pull the things he values ​​into his own world. Since he cannot be redeemed in the light, it is better to obtain eternal life in the dark.

Lu Mingfei turned his gaze to Professor Guderian, who was making an introduction, and saw the person on the opposite side stand up and suddenly opened a corner of the canvas of the giant oil painting behind him.The hideous picture was exposed under the light. On the picture, the sky was iron blue mixed with the color of flames, and a dead giant tree stood upright, with branches extending in all directions, weaving a dense net to support the cracked sky.The wasteland is full of dead bones, and a black dragon is rising from the depths of the bone pile, its wings are covered with skeletons, and after opening its huge membrane wings, it spits out black flames towards the sky. "This is Nidhogg, the Dragon Emperor. According to Norse mythology, at Ragnarok, it will bite off the roots of Yggdrasil, the tree of the world. On that day, the world will be destroyed." Professor Guderian introduced.

But Lu Mingfei sitting in front of him only felt that his whole face was black. How could he not know that he likes to hang messy things on the membranous wings, and also loves to eat tree roots. Humans are really imaginative, ah (Second tone).His body is obviously the most beautiful in the entire dragon clan, and he is the most hygienic, okay? Even if the throne is made of thorns and bones, it has been specially cleaned with magic and then processed by alchemy! !

Lu Mingfei listened to Professor Guderian's introduction in a very bad mood. The painting always reminded him of bad memories.Closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the day when he was killed on the throne thousands of years ago. He lay powerlessly on the vast ice field, feeling the pain of the sharp iron vertebrae drilling through the keel, but the bitter cold wind It couldn't compare to the chill that came from the depths of his soul. The bright red blood gradually took away the temperature of his body. He was waiting for death in the biting cold. At the last glance, he saw his precious precious wings falling on the foot of the mountain. On the road, I witnessed my body was riddled with holes, and died with incomparable anger and desolation and loneliness.People are cheering the coming of the new era.

Lu Mingfei leaned against the seat and closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and quietly disappeared into the black fabric.He felt that the speed of the train was gradually slowing down until it stood still.When he opened his eyes, he was still the lonely but proud Dragon Emperor sitting on the throne.