Chapter 359 Nobles Longing for a New Era

"Something that belongs to me?"

"Well, isn't it?"

The light on the candlestick flickered.

The two men looked at each other across the long table.

Even darkness cannot block their sight.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that the person opposite the long table was not a hybrid at all, and certainly not a human being. The person sitting opposite the long table was a real dragon.

His greed and desire were so strong that they could not be hidden. They were as eye-catching as a blazing torch in the dark night.

"Actually, someone told me."

Lu Mingfei's tone was ethereal, as if coming from a distant place, a place that seemed far away in both dimensions of space and time.

At that time, the person who said these words to him became the later emperor.

"The existence of rules is unfair."

Frost frowned slightly.

"Ming Fei, isn't that right? There is an old saying in your country that without rules, there is no circle. No matter how small a group is, such as a class in school, they will have their own class rules. If the rules of society are absent, it will be of no value. The elderly are left to fend for themselves, children born with disabilities are abandoned in the wilderness, and thieves and thieves are rampant in the city. Isn’t this kind of society a hell?”

"I agree with you."

"But everything has a premise. The rules my friend said are different from what you said."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, his eyes lost focus, and that tall and straight man seemed to appear in front of him. He was a handsome young man, and he was also a general with his sword pointed outwards. Do you know that the so-called emperor's spirit means to move forward indomitably and only for oneself? Incredible pride.

"I know absolute equality does not exist, but it is more realistic to give everyone equal competition."

"The son of an official is an official, the son of a lawyer is a lawyer, and the son of a doctor is a doctor. Are their abilities really enough? How many people inherit their father's career because of their ability, and how many because of their father? "

"Mingfei, I know the concept of fair competition is very tempting, but have you ever thought that if we work hard all our lives, we will not die in the end, so what's the point of all this hard work? Leave the success of our efforts to the next generation, so that Our spirit sprouts in them, and this is inheritance.”

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"You always make sense. If I were someone else, I would have been convinced by you."

"What about you, Mingfei?"

He didn't answer Frost's question, but said suddenly.

"Do you know how nobles are formed?"

This sentence did not require an answer, so Lu Mingfei continued talking on his own.

"Nobles, of course, are not inherently noble as they preach. No matter what their origin, they will not die if they are killed."

He smiled.

"In the beginning, nobles were also commoners. They lived the same life. Everyone was the same. There was no difference."

"Later, people learned to farm, and a new era came. People no longer had to go hungry and have a full meal, or go to the forest to fight with wild beasts. People had a stable source of food, and everyone had something to eat, and there was more. OK."

His tone dropped, and he finally said the word.

"but."

Lu Mingfei said.

"However, farming requires water. Without water, seeds cannot germinate. So rules emerged. Some people controlled the water source. They prohibited others from approaching. After killing several violators, no one dared to approach the water source privately."

"If they want to get water for irrigation, they have to be obedient and hand over the best grain and beautiful women."

"So, the nobles showed up."

"Of course, there will always be different people later. They are brave, perseverant, have extraordinary minds, and have the charisma of a leader."

"They set out to overthrow the aristocracy, but the reality is that they became aristocrats as well."

"In the final analysis, what many people are angry about is not that they are living a bad life, but that there are people who are living a better life than them."

"The essence of aristocrats is that they monopolize resources and distribute them according to their own ideas."

Lu Mingfei looked at Frost.

"Now, Kyushu Martial Arts is a resource."

"Whoever has the right to distribute martial arts knowledge will become a noble in the coming new era."

"After a moment's pause, Lu Mingfei continued to speak.

"Do you think I'm right?"

Frost gently rubbed the armrest of the seat.

"A noble of the new era?"

he murmured.

"Sounds really tempting."

"But, S-class."

He changed his title from the elder's Mingfei to the more formal S-class.

At the same time, the tone of the Gattuso family leader also became lower, cold and hard, like a sword piercing the enemy general's heart on the battlefield.

"Since we mentioned a new era, you should understand what kind of opponents you must fight against if you want to reach that future."

"There has never been a change without bloodshed. What is standing in front of you is an entire force of the old era. They have dragon blood and alchemy. They once filled the ocean and made the earth rise. They killed all things and ordered them to be resurrected. And what about you? ?”

""You are alone.

Frost states the cold reality.

"Are you going to fight against the old era single-handedly?"

Lu Mingfei clasped his hands together and intertwined his fingers.

"Otherwise, do I have any other choice?"

"Of course."

Frost was categorical.

"You still have us."

"you?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

"Emperors may change, but nobility will last forever."

“No one knows better than us what to do when times change.”

"We can help you establish a new order."

"It can help you distinguish who is good and who is bad."

"It can assist you in liquidating the remnants of the old era."

“There are so many things we can do.”

"So, S-class, with our help, you will truly build the new era you want."

"It would be a shame if you didn't sell the comb to the monk."

Lu Mingfei sighed and asked again.

"Then what."

"Can I interpret your words as a deal?"

"Since it is a transaction, it cannot be a unilateral contribution. So, I wonder what the Gattuso family wants to get from me?"

"get something?"

Frost said gently.

"Of course, your friendship."

Lu Mingfei smiled and spread his hands helplessly.

"I don't think a mere friendship is of such great value."

"It depends on whose friendship it is."

"If it's an S-class, your friendship is completely worth our all-out efforts."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while and nodded.

"Then you can continue to live a noble life in the new era by virtue of your friendship with me."

His eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something interesting, and he clapped softly, praising as he did so.

"I've only heard of it before, but this is the first time I've seen it. Your kind must be the secret passed down by the millennium nobles. No matter who is in charge, the orders given must still need to be carried out by specific people. This is for you. It provides the soil for survival, it’s great, it’s great, it’s great.”

Crisp applause echoed here.

The dim light of the candlestick swayed slightly.

Invisible air currents swirl.

Frost waited quietly.

He knew what he should do, and it was nothing more than a deliberate distribution. Sitting in Gattuso's position as the head of the family, he was already familiar with the job of dividing the cake. As Frost said to Lu Mingfei, no matter how the emperor changed, the nobles would always be the same. If he doesn't die, maybe Lu Mingfei, the person who opened the curtain of the new era, will be crowned king. It doesn't matter, there must be a place for Gattuso under the throne.

Frost believed so.

This is an obvious fact. Look at what Lu Mingfei wants to do. Promote his martial arts until the whole world has the opportunity to practice martial arts. This is to sweep all the hybrids and dragons of the old era into the garbage heap. Unless he is a fool or a hopelessly naive idealist, he must understand that no matter whether in the new era or the old era, the existence of aristocrats is irreplaceable.

And is Lu Mingfei a fool?

Or is he a hopeless idealist?

Frost thinks neither.

Whether they are fools or idealists, they can only be torches, burning themselves to light the way forward and serve as teachers for future generations. However, these two types of people will never be able to truly create a career.

"Boom!"

Lu Mingfei smashed the long table with one palm.

Exquisite dishes, velvet tablecloths and candlesticks are perfect for entertaining guests.

In the chaotic box, only two people were sitting upright.

One is Lu Mingfei and the other is Frost.

The door opened, and it was Patsy. He scanned the chaotic box, his eyes quickly passing over the two people.

Without Frost opening his mouth, Patsy had already closed the door again. This is what a qualified secretary should do. There are some things that it is already too late to do until someone opens his mouth.

The box fell into darkness again.

However, after Patsy's episode, the original solemn atmosphere relaxed slightly.

The tension was gone, and his sharp gaze softened slightly.

"Is this your answer?" Frost asked.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei said.

There was a moment of silence.

"Don't think about it anymore?"

Frost said warmly.

"Good intentions from Gattuso are not so easy to refuse."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei stood up and straightened his school uniform.

The straight school uniform was draped on the boy's body, and he naturally had an impressive aura. Kassel was indeed a German campus. From the cafeteria cuisine to the student uniforms, everything was German style. At this time, Lu Mingfei gave He feels less like a student and more like a general coming off the battlefield, but his target is none other than the source of this uniform.

Do you think I, Lu Mingfei, have never done anything like fighting against the old era single-handedly?

It's nothing more than starting over.

"If you have any means, just come over and I'll take it."

"It's just that I think I need to remind you."

Darkness was no obstacle. Lu Mingfei accurately found Frost's eyes, and the two looked at each other.

"I am the mourner of bronze and fire."

"Can the so-called nobles really withstand the wrath of the monarch?"

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, turned and left.

The sound of his footsteps gradually disappeared.

Patsy entered the box after Lu Mingfei left. He walked through the messy ground like a dexterous cat, tiptoeing without making a sound.

Soon, he stood behind Frost like a shadow, with his hanging bangs covering one eye.

"young people."

Frost said.

"What a young man."

Frost slowly closed his eyes.

"Patsy."

"exist."

"Our S-class doesn't seem to have thought about why I should send out the invitation letter at a time when the hearing is about to resume."

"Young people have too little experience and often take things for granted. I can understand that."

"As an elder, I think I have an obligation to help him grow."

After speaking for such a long time, Frost seemed to be tired, so he waved his hands and just said.

"A message to our friends, tomorrow, come as planned."

"yes."

…………

When Lu Mingfei returned to the dormitory, a pair of eyes immediately looked over. Lu Mingfei, who was still thinking about Frost's words, felt warm in his heart. Sure enough, as long as there are still these people who care about him, no matter what he faces, He won't flinch despite all kinds of wind and rain, and a steady stream of strength is pouring out of his body. It's great.

"Boss, you didn't even pack a meal when you had a big meal!"

Fingel complained bitterly.

"I finally see you clearly!"

Lu Mingfei:......

He looked down at his empty hands and nodded thoughtfully.

"Pack it up, right? Let's have a big meal, right? Come on, come on."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his fists and walked towards Fingel step by step. A black mist visible to the naked eye seemed to be lingering around him, and his expression was extremely sinister.

"I'll let you have a good taste."

Fingel's eyes widened and he hugged his chest tightly. He looked like a weak girl who met a 200-pound strong man in a dark alley. But judging from the body shape, the roles of the strong man and the girl seemed to be reversed. The thin Lu Mingfei He actually played the role of a strong man. As for the girl, is it just like Fingel? Come on, who has seen a girl with more hair on her chest than her hair?

But this tough girl did hold her throat and let out a horrible scream.

"Help! S-class murderer!"

Of course, the smart Fingel knew that just shouting for help would be useless. He immediately turned to look at Chu Zihang and Caesar next to him, looking at them with pitiful eyes like brown bears.

"Two heroes, for the sake of my hard work without any merit in the past, please help me!"

It was better not to say this. As soon as he said it, Chu Zihang and Caesar were immediately reminded.

Memories came to their minds, and they remembered those picture essays from the Ministry of Information, or, to be more direct, those written by Fingel, about the forbidden feelings between the president of the Lionheart Club and the president of the student union, who were each other's old enemies. , falling in love and killing each other, the feelings gradually heating up in the competition, it was a sad rainy day, the exhausted two people were lying on the ground, their clothes were ragged, they were panting, they...

You will have to pay later.

It’s really irritating to say that Caesar saw this story from his girlfriend. Think about it, one day you just killed everyone in the martial arts arena. It was when you were in a happy mood and sighed arrogantly that the master was lonely, you Your little girlfriend suddenly comes to your door, holding a small notebook in her hand, with a teasing look that makes people feel bad at first sight, a smile exclusive to the little witch, and then she waves the small notebook and asks you.

"Is everything true here?"

When you open it suspiciously, what you see is the passionate past of two men. In that mood, look at the smile on the corner of the girlfriend's mouth in front of you.

Well, Fingel is dead.

Of course, neither Caesar nor Chu Zihang were people who stayed overnight for revenge. On that day, Fingel was wrapped up as a mummy in the school doctor's office. Those who didn't know thought it was a specimen brought back from Egypt by the Executive Department. Hey, the book says that the pharaohs It's true that they are all powerful hybrids. Look at this mummy, it's really interesting that it can still move after all these years.

It's just that a few months have passed since that incident, and they have vented their anger. Originally, Caesar and Chu Zihang had almost forgotten everything. This time, thanks to Fingel's reminder, they started talking again.

So, when Fingel saw Chu Zihang and Caesar getting up and walking over, before he had time to get excited or say a few words of thank you with tears in his eyes, he found that they were holding him down, one on the left and the other on the right, and then nodded to Lu Mingfei.

"Hit him casually, he can't escape."

Fingel:…

His expression was so complicated that I didn't even know how to describe it.

Slowly turning his head, he glanced at Chu Zihang, then turned his head and glanced at Caesar. He suddenly went from extremely still to extremely moving, and even exerted all his strength. Fingel struggled violently like a crazy wild boar.

But he also didn't think about who he was on either side.

The president of the Lionheart Club and the leader of the student union are two big figures serving him alone. How could he be less lucky!

By the way, we have to add Lu Mingfei, the head of the Kyushu branch in Kassel. These are the three most outstanding young mixed-race people in the contemporary era, serving him together.

Fingel shed tears of emotion at the time.

This class stayed for a full ten minutes. It must be said that Fingel's affection for the three young mixed-race leaders was beyond words.

Zero silently put down the camera and took a look. It was Fingel who looked hopeless. His clothes were messy and his eyes were dull. Zero nodded. The news material was available. Sure enough, the only thing that can defeat magic is magic.

But Zero suddenly thought about this question. With Fingel's face, would he really care about writing his own news?

Worth pondering.

Several people sat in a circle, and Lu Mingfei told what happened after he went to see Frost. The so-called brainstorming, Lu Mingfei is not the type who is good at analysis. He is very self-aware. In this case, let the professionals do it. For professional matters, I have Chu Zihang and Ling here, as well as Caesar from the Gattuso family. Instead of thinking about it alone, it is better to speak out the problem and let everyone think about it together.

"So, my uncle is eyeing Kyushu Martial Arts?"

Caesar spoke.

"Frost wanted to win over you, but the chips he offered were not enough."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei.

"But he is Gennaro Gattuso's acting head of the family and I don't think Frost would do anything senseless."

"you mean?"

"This is an ultimatum."

Chu Zihang seemed to be stating a fact.

"His invitation tonight is just an ultimatum. Maybe before you go, he was already prepared that you would not agree."

Several people were thoughtful. Fingel, who was dying, looked at them and pretended to be thoughtful.

"Since tonight is just an ultimatum, the means Frost prepared should be..."

They looked at each other and spoke in a deep voice at the same time.

"tomorrow."

This is an obvious thing. When is it now, the hearing will resume in more than ten hours. Whatever means Frost can use, they will definitely be used in the hearing.

"But, deal with me?"

Lu Mingfei was deep in thought.

But he couldn't figure it out.

"What can Frost do to me?"

After a moment, several people looked at Caesar.

Caesar's smile was slightly stiff.

"If you want to get information from me, forget it. Although that guy is my uncle in name, I can't deal with him."

"Hey, what are you saying? You can't write two Gattusos in one sentence, can you?"

Fingel smiled doggedly.

Before he could finish the next words, Caesar gave him a cold look and forced him back. Fingel lay down again and continued his great work of playing the corpse.

"Actually, let me tell you, what's the use of thinking about it anymore?"

Caesar crossed his arms.

"With our strength, even if the school board makes a decision, it can still disobey it."

"As long as we don't cooperate with martial arts, they will get nothing."

Lu Mingfei nodded silently.

As expected of Senior Kaiser, he has his own personal style. Although these sentences are a bit simple and crude, they are indeed very reasonable. At least in the field of Kyushu Martial Arts, they have an absolute advantage, no matter how hard Frost puts his mind , and there is absolutely no way to break the situation.

It was late at night, Lu Mingfei announced that the meeting was over, and they each went back to their rooms to rest. Even Fingel limped out.

Lu Mingfei looked at him strangely.

"Wait, where are you going? Isn't this your dormitory?"

Fingel turned around sadly.

"No, my dormitory is the school doctor's office!"

Lu Mingfei thought for a long time, flipping through his memories, summarizing how long this guy lived here last semester and how long he lay in the hospital bed in the school doctor's office. Suddenly he felt that Fingel's words made sense. Compared with here, the school doctor The room is indeed more like this guy's dormitory.

Seeing Fingel's limping back disappearing at the top of the stairs, stubborn and desolate, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but feel happy and couldn't help laughing.

"This guy, it would be a pity not to become an actor."

With that said, Lu Mingfei yawned and walked into the bathroom.

…………

In the dark ice cellar, the living alchemy equipment sang to itself, two pens danced gracefully, and the sound of footsteps colliding with steel suddenly sounded. The lively atmosphere paused. These magical objects seemed to have received silent orders. In an instant, they fell to the ground one after another, as if all their lives had been drained away.

The strong man walked slowly, his eyes not lingering on the rags on the ground. Although the alchemy equipment that could be contained here, any piece of it was of astonishing value, causing countless mixed-bloods to force their heads for it. .

Finally, there was a second kind of movement besides footsteps.

Gurgling, clicking, clicking, something rolled out of the darkness, and it came under the light of the alchemical matrix reaction. The strong man stopped, lowered his head, and looked at the visitor.

It's not a living thing, no, to be more precise, it has some characteristics of a living thing, because it is an artificial life form. It looks like the protagonist in the animated movie "Wall-E", the garbage recycling machine. The robot is stupid, funny and cute.

"Little guy, did your master ask you to come out to pick me up?"

Wall-E the robot waved two arms made of baseball bats, and Caracara swayed from side to side like cramped seaweed.

This strange dance is probably because it is answering the man's question, which should be a yes.

The man smiled.

He patted Little Wall-E's metal head.

"Let's go, lead the way."

After receiving the order, Wall-E rolled the tires made of baseballs, retreated with a purr, and quickly found the right direction. It plunged into the garbage pile. After a while, it probably found that someone was not following, and Wall-E dived in again. Coming out, the metal head was raised, conveying doubts to the man.

"Okay, okay, here it comes."

The man said helplessly.

He looked at the garbage pile and shook his head.

There is no way, who said this is a secret passage leading to the computer room? It is said to be a secret, and it must be impossible for others to guess.

So there were all sorts of imaginable and unexpected gadgets everywhere along the way. The man seemed to be on an adventure, and the little robot WALL-E was the guide of this adventure. They fought through obstacles all the way, and finally half an hour later the man appeared in disgrace. to the computer room.

He spat out ashes and slapped his whole body in embarrassment. Even he felt disgusted with himself now. It was hard to imagine what this man had gone through.

Suddenly a girl's laughter sounded.

It was a beam of light shot from the ceiling, rendering a girl in a white dress. She was so beautiful, like an elf at night, with her bare feet suspended in the light, and her long black hair floating like seaweed.

Looking at it for a long time will give people the illusion that the girl is not floating in the light, but in the deep sea.

It's no wonder, after all, her life will always stop at the sea that year.

"Hey, long time no see."

The man said hello with a slight embarrassment. Damn it, he had obviously sworn to always look handsome in front of this girl. Why was he in such a mess today?

The girl probably saw his embarrassment. She was a considerate girl. She tried to control her emotions, but in the end she couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, laugh, laugh."

The man sounded resigned to his fate.

"Look, it's not a shame to be laughed at by your girlfriend, right?"

The man tried to comfort himself with such words, but he succeeded. At least he believed it as he said it, and even raised the corners of his mouth, showing a proud smile.

But this action affected the injury on his face, causing the man to grin.

A small fluorescent hand reached out to him.

"You are hurt?"

The ethereal girl's voice came from all directions. It was the audio system hidden in the wall. They worked together to restore the girl's voice, as if...as if she was still alive.

"What's this? I told you, scars are a man's badge of merit!"

As he said this, the girl's hand still passed through his face. You couldn't touch you. Although no one spoke, there was a faint sigh that sounded in their hearts at the same time.

The girl smiled lightly.

"You have a group of good brothers."

"Brothers……"

The man pouted.

"Forget it, a bunch of brats still want me to help wipe their butts. It's still early for them to fight alongside me."

"really."

The girl put her hands behind her back, jumped back a step, and looked at him with her chin raised.

"You will only come to me if you have something to ask for. You are still the same, really."

The man was stunned. Such a girl reminded him of his memories. The scene in front of him overlapped with the memory. He seemed to have gone back many years ago. At that time, the girl stopped him in the sun and shook the bottle containing calcium tablets. ring.

"You guy, you won't listen no matter what you say, I have decided, I will keep an eye on you from today on!"

"If you don't take calcium tablets, I won't let you go easily!"

The man moved his lips, and the name lingered between his lips and teeth from his heart to his mouth. In the end, it turned into a light sigh and went with the wind.