Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

On December 23, at 11 o'clock at night, the training building was still filled with noisy sounds.

Fujimaru Ritsuka plans to have a unique hand-to-hand fighting competition with Bazett, an "old friend". This is not a whim, but a traditional one.

I think back then, when Fujimaru Ritsuka met Shukutori Mai for the first time in Fuzhou, she had to fight hand-to-hand with her on the airport sofa, keeping in close contact with her and sweating profusely before she reluctantly let him go.

Just like the European veneer ceremony, people need skin-to-skin contact, and Fujimaru Ritsuka knows this well.

And just when Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to show off his skills, little did he know that a conversation was also quietly taking place on the fourth floor of this building.

Tick ​​tock.

Tick ​​tock.

The wooden clock is engraved with historical scratches. The pendulum ripples, outlining circles of deep colors based on the pendulum principle. Vinyl records play slowly, and the waves of music are mixed with the sound of people talking.

"How about it? This building is nice, isn't it? It has a very user-friendly design, right?"

"No, I just see that there is something wrong with your heads."

No one expected that on the fourth floor of this training building, unexpectedly, there would be an environment similar to a bar.

There are drinks, emergency medical kits, and even a dance floor and special sound insulation cotton for KTV.

Obviously this place has nothing to do with the training building itself. It is a very classic sinful den made with public funds for private use. It was Hilbert who asked Angers to steal money as always.

The despicable capitalist, the president of this college, was sitting around with a few old men, shaking the wine glass in his hand in front of a circular bar.

Angers lowered his head. His back was still not as tall as an old man should be, but his back was uncharacteristically bent downwards, showing a weak arc, as if there was something other than a high-spirited dragon slayer. But an old and frustrated old man.

Of course, no one would notice this unless someone could watch him from behind.

At least the other old man sitting next to Angers didn't notice.

"Have I ever said, I've never liked you Cassel." The old man leaned his forehead on the table, buried his whole face, and spoke in a low voice.

He spoke in Japanese, and Ange responded in Japanese without caring.

"I know. I introduced my name when I went to Japan to beat you before. I guess you started hating Cassel from that time on."

"You fart! Don't try to portray people as petty. I hate you because I think you live too carefree. Looking at those students, it's like seeing the old me."

"Is it better than you?"

"Good, but good is limited. They don't know how cruel this world is, and they don't know how strong dragons are."

"What they know at least wants to know," Angers sighed.

"It's just that I didn't provide them with the environment they deserve."

"You're right, it's all your fault. Angers, you are a JB."

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Angers turned his head with the wine glass and suppressed for a few seconds his subconscious impulse to throw the wine into the face of the person next to him. Finally, he held back and drank all the wine in one gulp angrily.

The old Japanese man's forehead was still rubbing against the countertop, but his face had turned to look at Angers.

This old man is more handsome than expected. His voice was obviously tired and hoarse just now, as if his throat was filled with sand from the Sahara. But now when he looked at his angular face, he realized how could this be sand from the Sahara?

This is the Prince of the Sahara!

Although he is nearly a hundred years old, you can still see that handsome man with a strong foundation, and he still has an ancient heroic spirit even in his old age.

Unfortunately, the prince's eyes were dull, as if he had just learned that the princess he was about to marry weighed three hundred kilograms and could go to Inner Mongolia to participate in a boxing competition with his hands spread out.

The prince trembled and spoke. His big tears had already dripped onto the crystal table, flooding the table and covering the golden mountain with water.

"I didn't protect Ritsuka. Me."

"You have not participated in the crusade against the King of Bronze and Fire from the beginning. It is normal that you did not provide timely support, and even if you were there, it would be useless, because Odin has isolated the mysterious inheritance between modern times and the Gods. The means to counter the Dragon King’s power are not in our hands.”

Angers put the wine glass on the counter and said softly but hoarsely.

"We are not weak, but we are not qualified to stand on the battlefield."

"That's the problem!"

Ange's words seemed to stimulate the old Japanese man. He was so busy that he pulled his head out of the table. His eyes, which were more sharp and heroic than Kimura Takuya's, erupted with a red gold color that could make most mixed races in the world surrender.

"Are you trying to say that even if the Dragon King attacks again next time, we can only watch Ritsuka fight to the death?"

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Angers did not speak, but subconsciously avoided the other party's sight.

It's not the suppression of blood. Although the old man in front of him has the noblest blood of the mixed race in the world, or even one of the noblest, Angers believes that the blood of dragons cannot make him worthy of submission.

He avoided the question because he felt it was too harsh.

"It's not that there is no way." Angers still answered.

If the inheritance is cut off, then bring the mixed race of the past to the present world, use the mystery of the past to fight against the present, and directly "jump" this humiliating history————

The heroic spirit summons.

【Ascension Plan】

Humanity has not lost yet.

He thought of the ever-burning black flames in his mind.

At that time, in front of the Dragon King, he had already made up his mind to kill Norton even if he completely lost his mind. However, Angers, who was completely obsessed with revenge, unexpectedly awakened the inheritance of the Heroic Cave King.

When two people with the best compatibility came together, the Cave King immediately rewarded Angers, giving the man the most mysterious property of "fire of grudges".

If it weren't for the fact that the Cave King had just woken up at that time, and Angers was also performing Heroic Spirit Synchronization for the first time, he might have been able to do better.

Of course, even with the best of intentions, killing Constantine is no simple matter.

The Dragon King is the highest being in the world, and the Seven Deadly Sins are the blades of original sin that restrain all weapons in the world. Even if Angers and the Cave King reached their limit at that time, they were only qualified to return to the chessboard.

But, at least it's not out of reach.

Able to move, able to think.

——Then there is a chance to kill the Dragon King.

Next time. Definitely.

"Humph, do you get along well with that noisy guy in your head?" As if he could see what Angers was thinking, the old Japanese man raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"You mean the Cave King?" Angers took a moment to reflect who the person in front of him was talking about, "Well, the relationship is not bad."

In addition to the fact that the other party always doesn't like to talk well, Ange feels that the other party is quite cooperative with him.

Basically, no matter what you want the other party to do, as long as you add "This is all for Fujimaru Ritsuka", the other party will hum again and cooperate with you, whether it is lending ability or something else.

Regarding the opponent's ability and his own speaking spirit, Angers was already trying to think about how to transform his own fighting ability.

Although he is an old man over a hundred years old, it does not mean that he cannot improve himself even if he is over a hundred years old, right?

On the contrary -

"On the other hand, you, Mr. Uesugoshi, the outdated yakuza supreme, Japan's Shadow King, and once the strongest hybrid in the world, why do you suddenly think of coming to the United States with me?"

"I told you not to introduce me in that way!"

Old Japanese man, no, Uesugoshi retorted with a red neck.

But then his breath weakened, and he sighed, not knowing what he wanted to say.

That’s right, Etsu Uesugi came to Kassel.

After the battle, the first thing Uesugi did when he was not injured was to confirm the injuries of his children, namely Minamoto and Eri. After confirming that all three of them were fine, he had no choice. He was waiting for Fujimaru Titsuka in Japan, but gritted his teeth and followed the awakened Angers back to the United States.

Of course, it was not because he suddenly wanted to travel. Even if he wanted to travel, this man would have lived in France instead of following Angers, his bad friend, to Kassel, the base of the secret party in Europe.

The purpose is also very simple.

Just like what I just said.

Because I saw Fujimaru Ritsuka facing despair alone.

Because I realized how much time I had wasted before.

He is obviously of the noblest blood among human beings, and he should have shouldered the responsibility of being the strongest hybrid in the world, but he just escapes, enjoys, and shirks the responsibility to others.

First Angers, now Ritsuka.

The wine glass in front of him shook, and ripples appeared on the water, as if the man had returned to the pounding rain. The orange girl came to her cart for the first time and ordered a ramen.

She is so gentle, so smart, so cute, but she has to die for humanity.

It's obvious that humans can't give her anything

Uesugi hated fighting, for no other reason than that he was afraid of death and change.

He is different from those mixed breeds. He has lived a good life since he was a child. No, not a good life but an emperor's life.

After hanging out with women all day long, day after day, everyone buried their heads in the tatami in front of them, not daring to look at themselves, but just begging themselves to pass on their noble bloodline.

He never seriously studied combat because there was no need.

Except for the time when he awakened, he had not used his word spirit twice in the decades since then.

He has wasted all his talents.

He betrays all expectations.

He even trampled on his mother's expectations, leaving her to die in silence.

Because of fear, we must escape.

Just working hard until now doesn't mean...

Denied the days when he was inferior to pigs and dogs in the first half of his life?

Even though I know I am a beast, it is so heavy to admit it with my own mouth.

but

But ah.

If you are afraid of hurting yourself, and you hurt a child, a child, Eri, or even Ritsuka.

Then me

Uesugi lowered his head, while Ange glanced at his side face vaguely.

He thought to himself that this man in front of him was a poor man after all.

And I am his friend.

So the old man comforted me gently.

"I know that you once made mistakes when you were young, some irreparable mistakes, so you suppressed your nature, planned to be an ordinary person, planned to do something good, and wanted to numb yourself in this way, saying this It’s atonement.”

Uesugoshi shook his head.

"What kind of atonement?" Uesugoshi said sadly, "I occasionally go to the video game arcade to release my youthful energy, and I can't take my eyes away when I see beautiful Toyo girls. There is also a drawer of videos at home, all of them are beautiful female car models and the like. .”

"But you have been working peacefully, haven't you? For the former Shadow King, this is already an act of breaking one's dignity." Angers paused, trying to regain his composure.

"Haha, if I'm really that stubborn, I should rush to Genji Heavy Industries and give that old boy Inuyama a punch and tell him to stop meddling in his own business and help me pay the rent. Do you think I don't know how valuable my place is? I know, I know that the true intention of atonement should be to start from scratch, but I still silently accepted Inuyama’s kindness.”

Angers frowned and asked, "Why?"

Uesugoshi: "Are you even asking? Because I can't afford that piece of land, and it's very difficult to make money!"

"."

Angers opened his mouth, closed it again, and pursed his lips.

".That kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. When the time comes, we need you to save this damn world!" Angers tried to regain his composure and shouted angrily, "You think I don't know how inferior you are? You think I'm the best one on the road?" How many years have I known you? It’s been so long. I’ve been supporting this world by myself. I haven’t gone to Japan to ask you for help. That’s because I know you have this hurdle in your heart that you can’t overcome!”

"But now, we need you, the world needs you! And you have come to Kassel! What the hell are you so embarrassed about! What a shameful emperor you are, that is also the real emperor, we need you!"

Uesugoshi was slightly dazed by the yelling, and he said foolishly.

"It's true. I thought I would never have a chance to play in this life. I'm used to being an ordinary person. I even secretly hide some personal money in my shoes."

"What does that matter!" Ange said happily when he saw that his war cry was quite effective.

Uesugi Koshiya was happy.

"I also like to buy magazines with cover girls! Three years ago, I accidentally used the money I was going to donate to the orphanage to buy a magazine membership."

Ange's shining eyes dimmed. He maintained an encouraging expression, inhaling and exhaling as if suppressing something. He paused and patted Uesugoshi's shoulder heavily again: "You won't return twice as much in the future." No! What does that have to do with anything!"

Uesugoshi seemed to be encouraged, his face became more angry and his voice became louder.

"I occasionally pretend to have washed my feet before going to bed! But in fact, I simply forget about it because I'm too lazy!"

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Angers' hand that wanted to slap it stopped and moved his temporomandibular joint left and right.

He put his hands back on the countertop in front of him and looked straight forward as he spoke.

"Haha, why don't you forget it." Angre smiled.

Uesugoshi: "?"

ps: What level is Uesugoshi?

There are different opinions on this~ Some say it is not as good as Kazama Ruri and Minamoto's drug-taking, some say it is not as good as Eriyi, and some even say it is not as good as normal Kazama Ruri.

This one.

That one.

I can't say.

But anyway, this is a fanfic, and my setting is that modern humans are the strongest and have the highest modern potential.

Ah, I'm a bit busy today, so let's do two things together first.