Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

"I never expected that such a unique hybrid would appear again after a thousand years."

"Indeed, that girl was beyond my expectation. Before I came, I thought it was just a formality, but now it seems that I might try to make active contact with her."

"Thousands of years don't count. Fujimaru Ritsuka reminds me of the man named Menike who visited ancient noble groups a hundred years ago in an attempt to connect the forces on the entire planet."

"People with visions exist in all eras, and there are even fewer people who have visions and can take action. Fujimaru Ritsuka is above this - she can realize all ideals."

"I remember the principal of Kassel. The young man named Angers was pretty good. He was from the same era as Meineke. I had paid attention to him before, but it was a pity that the idea of ​​establishing a school really lowered his status. .”

"No, that's not necessarily the case."

In the banquet hall, people were whispering to each other.

The so-called "people" may be a bit of a misnomer.

None of the humans here are purebloods. In terms of the proportion of dragon blood, some are even close to the taboo 50%. They rely on the forbidden ancient dragon blood to maintain their body's sanity and try to transform.

Here, even the youngest ones are over a hundred years old.

And Angers is just a young man. This is not surprising. As early as a hundred years ago, on that rainy night in Hamburg, Germany, Meineke had chatted with Angers.

They are an emerging dragon-slaying organization. They are cutting-edge and sharp knives.

In this gradually decaying and silent human world, in the mixed race world, the man whom Angers called "THE ONE" had a vision beyond the times, and he began to try to unite the world's armed forces as early as that time.

China, Africa, United States, United Kingdom, Germany

How many outstanding talents were gathered in that manor?

If it hadn't been for a mistake and a betrayal, mankind would have been in a better situation on the eve of the end of the world.

As for the old diehards who had been persuaded by Meineke's lobbying, looking at the girl in the banquet hall, they felt their hearts lifted, and a familiar feeling emerged from their chests.

Human beings are strong-willed.

Regardless of any nationality or race.

When I see a genius using his own wisdom to solve a problem that has troubled the world for thousands of years, I can't help but be excited, cry, admire, and sigh.

When I see the soldiers facing the artillery fire and swords with their scarred chests and tearing apart the battle line with the guns in their hands, even if they are one man and they form an army, they will tremble, be frightened, and look forward to it.

The power of wisdom.

The power of force.

And all these factors that attract the favor of all human stars are concentrated in one person.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka-kun, this is the first time we meet. My name is Makiri Zolgen. Can you please lend me a moment?"

After sending away waves of people, a new existence appeared in Fujimaru Ritsuka's field of vision.

The new man is quite handsome. His face is as sharp as a knife and extremely resolute. His eyes are upright and clear-cut. His long blue hair is naturally curled, somewhat like a "seaweed" shape, but scattered loosely. But my head doesn't feel sloppy, just a mature coquettishness.

He was quite tall and wore a decent and fancy dress. He looked like a general in charge of the army of a certain imperial country. He was full of passion and justice.

However, I learned from the people around me that the person in front of me named Makiri Zolgen also came from an ancient magic family, but like Bazett, he chose to work alone after graduation.

I left Europe or Russia and traveled around the world after finishing my studies. I spent some time in Germany and recently I seem to be thinking of stationing in Japan.

Unlike his appearance, the man was over two hundred years old - at least, people didn't know which family he came from, and no one knew how old he was.

Ritsuka felt that he looked familiar inexplicably, and thought that maybe this excellent hybrid in his own world was also an excellent magician.

But as he was thinking in his mind, his body movements were just as fast.

"Oh~ It's our first time meeting you, I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, of course there is no problem. I am here just to resolve your personal curiosity about me and your doubts about the development of the world." The girl smiled lightly, with the usual look on her face that people close to her would have. Rarely gentle and kind, "All of you gathered here are people who care about the safety of the world. They are my comrades on the road, so there is no need to worry about it."

Forcibly closing the distance, preset positions, the same routine as before, simple social skills are easily accessible to the girl.

Machili Zolgen, a person who is hundreds of years old, seems to have never seen such a familiar junior. He stepped back slightly and said unnaturally.

"Okay, but I said I wanted to ask a question. In fact, I was listening to it just now."

"The reality of the world."

"The existence of heroic spirits."

"The realization of the Ascension Plan"

"As well as the imminent threat of Odin, I already understand these. In terms of strategic deployment, I believe that the junior named Hilbert Jean Angers also has his own ideas. I just want to ask you about personal matters. .”

Makiri Zolgen's eyes did not have the same temptation as other hybrids, but were quite upright and clear.

Unlike others, he did not intend to comment too much on the settled matter. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fujimaru Ritsuka was about to win the favor of the mixed race in the world.

Well, he only has one problem.

【strength】

【wisdom】

She is the best solution that is unique in the world.

So

What about [faith]?

"I have investigated your previous life experiences and found that you did not have the grand ambition to save the world at a very young age, but you never relaxed yourself, pushed yourself to your limits, and achieved perfection in all aspects. "

"You have a stronger sense of crisis than anyone else, which is good."

"but--"

Sure enough, when all leaders speak, the focus is not on the first half of the statement, but on the but, however.

This is also the case.

Ma Qili squinted her sharp eyes, the golden pupils glowing faintly, as sharp as a knife.

"Why do you want to join Kassel."

"Because I have recently considered stationing in Japan, I know something about Sheqi Hakkaye. Although that place operates in the name of the underworld, it can indeed solve the local mixed-race problem more efficiently."

"On the contrary, Cassel trains students in this kind of house-playing method, and all the students who come out are rich young men and young ladies who show off their looks at celebrity gatherings. I will not comment on this kind of training, but fundamentally I don’t agree with the school’s form.”

It took a hundred years before the birth of Fujimaru Ritsuka. During this period, the dragon-slaying family was silent in the dark side of the world, and even Ange could not have much contact with it.

It wasn't because they really looked down on Angers, but more importantly, Angers' behavior puzzled them.

Start a school?

for what?

All dragon-slaying families are magic families. Just like magicians who fanatically pursue their roots, dragon-slaying families either pursue [truth] or pursue [dragon-slaying].

And no one on either side can understand the act of founding a school.

It's so inefficient that it even makes people think that this was deliberately set up by some novel writer in order to have a school institution appear in the plot to describe a youth romantic comedy.

"MR. Angers once explained to us this way - [He wanted to create a unique existence, a leader like Meineke] Please forgive me for being stupid, I really can't see how to cultivate a unique existence and create a leader What connection does the school have?" Maqili said sternly, "Meniek Cassel was not offered by the school. A genius is a genius, and it is the same everywhere, including the army and the Executive Directorate."

"It's impossible for you not to see this. You are so crisis-conscious and smart, why would you waste your time joining Kassel?"

"Using this time to rest, have fun and relax yourself is more necessary than enrolling in school, in my opinion."

Makiri's question was legitimate.

His voice was not loud, but it still attracted the attention of the surrounding people. If Fujimaru Ritsuka's answer was not good enough, all the previous efforts might be in vain.

Makiri had no intention of deliberately achieving such an effect, and the color in his eyes was only pure.

He really couldn't understand it.

Makiri Zolgen, this man's ideal is quite ridiculous to say, but it is a desire from the bottom of his heart - he hopes for world peace.

He wants to eliminate discrimination and war in the world by seizing the civilization of the dragons, obtaining their technology, forcibly increasing human productivity, and achieving common prosperity in the real world.

Because of this, he never relaxed in his action of slaying the dragon.

Whether it is [Truth] or [Dragon Slaying].

He is the most obsessed hybrid, and this kind of person is also the most dangerous existence. If no one reminds him, he will go crazy sooner or later, and he may even go astray in order to realize his wish.

For a man who devoted his whole life to the cause of dragon slaying, he finally saw someone like Fujimaru Ritsuka at the end of his life who could realize his vision, and naturally he couldn't help but pry into the truth.

What on earth do you think?

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Fujimaru Ritsuka kept smiling and waited for a while, looking like he was frozen there.

However, at the moment when everyone was suspicious, the girl slowly raised her hand and lightly touched her ear with her fingers.

Her fingers vaguely passed over a white and silver earphone shell, and finally she spoke.

"About how old is Machiri-san?"

The girl asked suddenly.

"Why?"

Machili did not expect that the other party would answer the question with a question, but he was straightforward and did not pretend. Instead, he hesitated and gave the answer. The number was a bit scary, even more than twice that of Angers.

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded to express his understanding and asked the next question with a smile.

"How long do you think you can live?"

Makiri: "?"

"Ah, this is a bit rude. Let me put it another way - you should also know that in terms of knowledge and ability, you are at the top of the world, but how long can you maintain your knowledge like this?" The girl said softly. .

"You are very powerful. Compared to ordinary hybrids, you have more of an idea of ​​[taking responsibility for saving the world]."

"But that is one-sided. The idea of ​​saving the world by yourself is wrong. Even if you are the only one left in this world, it is not you who is fighting, but [the history of mankind over thousands of years in the world, the history of mankind] Now you who influence me are saving the world.”

To put it in non-human terms, the fundamental attribute of human beings is social attributes.

These words seemed to be denying myself.

She herself once carried the banner of salvation alone.

But is she really a person?

The essence of heroic spirits is the inheritance of the spark of human civilization and the imprint of civilization.

She relies on the help of heroic spirits to move forward, and it is the knowledge, technology, magic level, world view, and morality accumulated by human civilization for thousands of years that can help her stand in the end.

It is not one person who saves the world, but relying on the greatness of human civilization to reach a happy ending.

"The world is fair."

"Whether we are talented people or mediocre, we can come to this world, and every minute and second we spend is a fragment forged by miracles, but at the end of the long journey, we are fair And peace ushered in sleep with a sob of darkness.”

"People who are so gorgeous will die, you will, and I, who may be a little stronger than you, will die too."

"I think the current mechanism in Kassel may not be perfect yet, and the students we train may be of mixed quality, but someone must first come up with this idea."

"One person's greatness cannot directly affect the course of the world, because no matter how strong a person is, he will die, but - what about the greatness of a generation?" The girl's bright eyebrows were covered with stars and flowers.

"Hand over the firewood and burn the shadows of our predecessors. We move forward according to the candlelight left by the great men, but in the end we have to step over the bones and move forward in the dark to become the people we once longed for."

"Then in the future, maybe someone who is not us will hand over the answer sheet that will change the world."

"Kassel is the starting point of this fire. He is just an inconspicuous straw, but it can be ignited by a spark and a prairie fire spreads."

Fujimaru Ritsuka put his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly and smiled.

"——What we need is not just students, nor leaders, but people who can inherit those great achievements, inherit those desperate and difficult questions, and continue to carry forward."

"That's my answer. It's a bit complicated, I'm sorry."

".No."

Makiri shook his head.

Lowering his head, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the elderly mixed race.

[If you can’t do it yourself, leave it to future generations]

[A dream that a person can never realize, just pass on the fire, let civilization continue, and let the fire that started a prairie fire burn again]

[The end of that fire will be the brightness that lights up the night sky]

Someone will have an answer.

There will be someone who is not yourself.

No need to be alone.

Am I not alone?

The man with the seaweed-like hair could not help but smile with satisfaction.

"I'm very satisfied with your answer, thank you very much."

As the question ended, applause erupted sparsely from the surroundings. For these old men with dark side of the mixed race, applause was an activity that would not be performed once in a hundred years.

But at this moment, actions common to any culture can express their inner resonance so directly.

She can.

Rather, it must be her.

The leader of the mixed race can only be her.

At the same time, while the girl was smiling and dealing with the people around her, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and glanced at the clock above her head.

"It's time, sorry everyone, I have something to do next."

"Of course, whether it's drinks or entertainment facilities, this banquet hall is complete. Please help yourself."

After accepting everyone's praise and approval, the girl kept her polite smile and pushed open the beautiful door of the banquet hall inlaid with gold and red. When the door opened, the light was like a holy light.

coffee--

When the door closed again, the girl removed her narrowed eyes.

She didn't lie.

Human greatness needs to be passed on.

And in the infinitely distant future, the answer will surely come.

but

That's not all sincere.

Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't lie, but sometimes he doesn't tell the whole story.

【That's enough】

What Kassel's students want to pass on is not the cause of dragon slaying, but the prelude to a new era.

As for slaying the dragon

That kind of thing should be left to the last person in charge of this era.

——[Not the past, not the future, just now! It is up to our generation to end the thousand-year-old hatred and suffering with our own hands, with the swords in our hands and the blood flowing in our chests! 】

Those were the words the girl once said at the welcome party of the Sheqi Ba family.

But at this time, nothing has changed.

No need for the future.

It's now.

It's up to me.

End the history of dragons.

[Ritsuka, did you hear the conversation just now? 】

"Ah, all of them."

There was a ringing in her ears, and the girl confirmed Angers' question, took off one earphone, and smiled softly.

Pompeii's words, those facts.

Including the test that Angers planned to conduct, she had been told in advance.

I also wonder how Ange could have acted privately without notifying Fujimaru Ritsuka, and Fujimaru Ritsuka was able to think separately. This matter had been mentioned a long time ago.

While she was negotiating with the hybrids on the dark side of the world, she also listened to Pompeii's speech in full.

And she snickered with delight.

finally

The last king stood on the stage.

The Maqili here is an old bug from a parallel world, but he is an old man who "because dragon blood has the function of extending lifespan, there is no need to go crazy for immortality, so there is still human intelligence."

Old bug, the information I found said that the earliest magicians were from Russia, and they came to Japan later.