Anime: Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, picked up by the Knight King

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Gen Chisheng thought that there were not many opportunities to take Eri out to play openly.

"You have to cherish it."

Chapter 185 The Last Guest

Fuzhou.

Having obtained the White King's Sacred Remains, Shirataki returned as quickly as possible to the Regent Hotel, which was about to turn into a crater.

"Shh-"

But in a scene that completely defied all reality and science, light gathered from all directions and condensed into a human figure. It stood directly in the conference room, next to the blue-eyed woman.

——But this is actually the most "scientific" thing.

Light is everywhere, so he is everywhere.

But unfortunately, the dragon slayers present had no time to think about these details.

"That is... the Holy Remains of the White King."

Looking at the one-eyed embryo that Shirataki was holding in his hand, which had not yet fully developed, all the dragon slayers' hearts were beating wildly.

They all felt the call of blood from the embryo, as well as a powerful, sticky spiritual force that seemed to suck their souls away.

The White King—the first of the first generation created by the Black King Nighold—possessed power and authority even surpassing that of the other four Dragon Kings... Now, her embryo lay here, like a treasure trove of boundless riches, drawing everyone's attention.

Among these gazes, Jörmungandr's was particularly fanatical.

"That really belongs to the White King..."

At this moment, Jörmungandr really wanted to tell Shirataki: If he had told him earlier that he had a way to obtain the White King's remains, why would he have gone to so much trouble to gather all these people in this conference room?

It would be better to give her this embryo directly and let her directly absorb the power and strength contained in it - in this way, she can grow into the ultimate form of the king of earth and mountains, [Hela, the Goddess of Death].

In that state, she could resolve all conflicts in the world with just a few words, closing her eyes. Then, the world would become whatever Shirataki wanted it to be.

but--

"I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting."

"But since everyone has waited so long, please wait a little longer."

"I think our last guest will be here soon."

Shirataki smiled and sat back in the seat that had been prepared for him.

——At this moment, Lu Mingfei finally understood what Vina meant by "If only my god wasn't too gentle."

Compared to the English teacher who always uses fists to punish people, he is really kind!

……

The Holy Remains of the White King were thrown onto the table by Shirataki.

The next thing to do is wait.

Fortunately, the people from the Eight Clans of Snake in Japan did not keep these "colleagues" waiting for long.

In just 40 minutes, they completed the journey that was expected to take more than an hour and hurried to the door of the conference room.

"We're late, I'm so sorry!"

Yuan Zhisheng pushed open the door of the conference room and spoke loudly.

It was a standard procedure—apology, bow, and then he took his people to sit in the back of the conference room.

Including himself, he brought a total of six people.

Two young men in suits looked like his secretaries, and a young girl dressed as a ninja was his bodyguard. To his right was a young girl holding a handheld game console—Lu Mingfei took a quick look and saw it was the newly released PSP 2000.

Finally, behind these people, there was a middle-aged man with gray hair.

"Teacher, long time no see."

The middle-aged man greeted the principal of Kassel College in a very formal yet awkward tone.

When Ange heard the greeting, he was stunned for a moment, as if he had just come to his senses.

"It's Aha."

"How are you, have you been doing well these past few years?"

"Without you, teacher, of course, it couldn't be better."

This simple conversation made Lu Mingfei realize that this "middle-aged man" was definitely not as young as he looked - at the very least he was an old man in his seventies or eighties.

“What a strange bunch of people.”

Lu Mingfei turned around and looked at the Japanese representatives who were sitting further back than him.

The young man in the lead was rather immature, but he had a resolute expression and stared straight ahead - Lu Mingfei was very familiar with this situation.

He also has this expression when he is daydreaming in class.

The woman and two men sitting behind him looked around, as if sizing up the room's layout, or perhaps observing the other people in the meeting room. But strangely, from beginning to end, none of them focused their attention on the all-important [White King's Sacred Remains].

There was also the old man whom Principal Ange called "Ahe". His eyes were always fixed on Ange, and his gaze seemed to hide a sharp blade, which even a bystander like Lu Mingfei could feel.

And the little girl sitting next to the young man...not to mention, from beginning to end, her eyes never left the handheld game console in her hand.

“It feels like they are just here to mess around.”

Lu Mingfei muttered quietly in his heart.

His head teacher often educates them like this - some students are just slacking off all day long, be careful that one day life will take over you.

……

People from the Japanese branch also came.

But when I looked around, no one spoke.

The conference room was still so quiet that even the heartbeat of the embryo could be heard.

"call--"

Ange took a deep breath.

He knew that as the "flag" of the half-blood race, everyone was watching him.

I can only look at him.

"Okay, everyone who should be here is here."

"If you have anything to say, you can tell me now."

"You've gone to so much trouble, found a true Dragon King, and even brought back the White King's Sacred Remains... What exactly are your motives? Just tell us everything."

As the "number one man" of the time, Ange did not hesitate and questioned the god sitting on the main seat.

——His spirits seemed to be lifted again.

However, Shirataki shook his head.

"Not urgent."

"hold on."

"Someone hasn't arrived yet."

Anyone else?

The mixed-blood forces present looked at each other and saw doubt in each other's eyes.

This conference room is already filled with representatives of dragon-slaying forces from all over the world.

——Even representatives from Japan came.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the Dragon King were to revive, it would be impossible for representatives of these forces to gather in such a large group.

Who else hasn’t come?

Could it be another Dragon King?

With such speculation, the mixed-bloods felt both uneasy and anxious.

But Shirataki's gaze was fixed on a hidden corner in the conference room—

"Or perhaps, she has actually been here a long time ago."

Everyone's eyes turned towards that corner at the same time.

There was nothing there, absolutely nothing.

However, when a gust of wind suddenly came from nowhere and swept across the corridor, blowing quickly towards the Holy Remains of the White King on the table.

"No, that's not right!"

Finally someone reacted and let out a cry of surprise.

"This is [Word Spirit Illumination] B!"

Chapter 186: Jianghu Giant Ranking Battle

【The spirit of words shines in the dark】.

The word spirit of serial number 69 originates from the King of Sky and Wind.

The effect is that the releaser forms a small field with himself as the center, causing light to refract in strange ways in the field, thus creating an effect similar to invisibility.

"It's like a candle burning in the underworld. Even if there's a faint glow, it will eventually be completely swallowed up by the absolute darkness."

Most of the holders of this word spirit are excellent assassins, hiding in the shadows, seeking only the opportunity to kill with one strike.

——But for Shirataki, the user of this word spirit was too obvious.

"Why is the light in that corner so messed up?"

Born from light, the White Dragon possessed an extraordinary sensitivity to light. Manipulating light and shadows like this was considered by him to be as lowly as "magic tricks."

As for the assassin who knew he had been "exposed" and was therefore desperately preparing to attack the body on the table...

"that's not allowed."

"I've put so much effort into coming up with something that can satisfy everyone's needs... If you destroy this thing, I'm afraid I'll just have to throw the Black Emperor's grave out."

Shirataki smiled.

He simply reached out and grabbed the assassin's arm. Then, with another flick of his hand, he threw him behind Lu Mingfei, not far from the representatives of the Eight Snake Clans.

The effect of [Word Spirit Dark Illumination] was lifted, and a black girl with extremely long legs was now sitting in that seat - she was even forcibly "arranged" to sit in that position by Shirataki with just the right amount of force.

"It's over, long-legged girl, you're exposed."

"I suggest you use seduction—perhaps you can still save yourself."

Unbridled and inappropriate mocking voices came from the headphones worn by the long-legged woman.

But she herself remained calm.

Because the idea of snatching or destroying the White King's Holy Remains was not a sudden idea of hers.

But just now, she suddenly received a notice from her "boss" asking her to try to destroy the embryo.

"Success is the best, failure doesn't matter."

"If you're exposed, just sit there."

"He won't do anything to you for now."

……

The long-legged woman sat firmly in her seat.

——Now, the representatives of the last faction have also arrived.