Chapter 153 The Dragons Are Truly Too Kind!

After Nono spoke, the eyes of everyone present focused on Caesar. Constantin was smiling as amiably as usual, Norton was eating peanuts with a playful expression, and Lu Mingfei wore the most smug smile of all, as if he had already foreseen Caesar making a fool of himself.

"Should I accept?"

Reason told him that, judging solely by Nono's description, the Eye of God provided an immense boost to combat capability, entirely capable of bringing about a revolutionary transformation in her strength. Accepting at this moment would be extremely disadvantageous to him.

However, the person challenging him was his girlfriend, and this had been said in front of others. If he shrank from the fight, the pain of being mocked would far outweigh the humiliation of losing to Chen Mokuong.

"Fine. Since you want to try, of course I'll accompany you. Who else could I be, if not your boyfriend?" Caesar crossed his arms and said with a helpless smile.

"Heh heh, a boyfriend like you? I have enough of them to form a soccer team," Chen Mokuong retorted casually. Although she was indeed Caesar's girlfriend at the moment, their relationship at this point in time wasn't particularly deep.

Lu Mingfei was still in high school, and Caesar and Chen Mokuong had only just established their relationship.

In response, Caesar merely shrugged helplessly. He would prove to Nono that he was different from those "so-called boyfriends" of the past; he would definitely become Chen Mokuong's true boyfriend.

While some unexpected variables might arise, as long as he performed well in the upcoming battle and let Chen Mokuong see his talent and capability, that would be enough. After all, she possessed the boost from the Eye of God created by Lu Mingfei, so his hopes of winning were slim.

If his only goal was to prove himself, the difficulty shouldn't be too high, right?

Caesar thought to himself.

Half an hour later, inside the exclusive training gymnasium belonging to Cassell College.

At the edge of the battlefield, Caesar was drenched in sweat, his pupils trembling in disbelief as he stared at Chen Mokuong across from him, who was casually playing with flames in her hands. Facts proved that he had been wrong; even though he had tried to overestimate it, he had still underestimated the boost granted by the Eye of God.

"Is that really all you've got?"

Chen Mokuong smiled proudly, evaluating him like a high and mighty queen: "Caesar, your Geist is simply too weak. *Wind Stoat* is a Geist that captures sound, but I only need to use the crackling noise of flames to disrupt your judgment, and your Geist becomes completely useless."

Disrupting *Wind Stoat* with the sound of fire? Even Chu Zihang couldn't pull off something like that. Her control over flames was simply absurd—so powerful it was as if she had been allocated a portion of the authority belonging to the King of Bronze and Fire!

This effect was utterly ridiculous!

What should he do? What should he do? If this keeps up, I'm going to lose every shred of my dignity!

Caesar's heart was currently burning with anxiety. Chen Mokuong's precision in manipulating flames was extraordinarily high; both her offensive and defensive performance were flawless. With his Geist *Wind Stoat* neutralized, Caesar couldn't find any method to close the distance to Chen Mokuong, leaving him with no choice but to dodge her flames from afar.

Moreover, this assumed that Chen Mokuong's offensive drive wasn't even that strong. If she increased her fire-casting speed and power, Caesar would be completely finished.

"Hmph, to be so overjoyed just from stealing a fraction of the authority and power belonging to the lineage of the King of Bronze and Fire—it's utterly laughable." Norton watched Chen Mokuong down on the field. Though his outward smile was full of disdain, his eyes kept flickering.

Despite outwardly looking down on it, Norton actually desired such an Eye of God very much. While its construction wasn't exactly high-end, the materials embedded within it were exceptional, especially the laws containing the rhythm of 'Eternity'. If utilized properly, it could unleash power far exceeding normal authority.

Much like Constantin's modified Evil Eye.

As a master alchemist, Norton was genuinely covetous of such materials. They could grant him a massive boost at his current stage, elevating his combat prowess directly from the juvenile Dragon King level to the sub-adult Dragon King level. That was the bonus of using alchemy to fully unleash the potential of materials.

Yet, he couldn't bring himself to ask Lu Mingfei for it. Unless it was an absolute last resort, Norton didn't want to share his younger brother's treasures. He was that kind of face-saving older brother; he would even wire all the money in his bank account to a fake younger brother—Chu Zihang—despite having very few savings himself.

Damn it! This is definitely Jörmungandr's doing!

At the mere thought of Chu Zihang, the anger in Norton's heart burned uncontrollably. He didn't blame Chu Zihang, because at the time he himself hadn't possessed sufficient power to use causal separation, and Lu Mingfei had also been acting in his best interest to cover up the prying eyes of Cassell College.

You must know that Chu Zihang had taken a huge risk impersonating Constantin, and he was still under strict surveillance by Cassell College to this day!

Therefore, Norton didn't hold a grudge against Chu Zihang; he even felt somewhat grateful. However, as for Jörmungandr, who stood beside Chu Zihang, he didn't possess such a forgiving mindset.

He was almost one hundred percent certain that the one who had coaxed him into wiring money to Chu Zihang was, in all likelihood, Jörmungandr. Chu Zihang didn't have the heart or inclination to want his money, and besides, Chu Zihang wasn't short on cash either. Back when the other party was tricking him into sending funds, Norton had already felt that something was amiss.

"Constantin" shouldn't be like that, right? Why did that phrasing feel somewhat familiar to me?

It all made sense now—everything clicked! The one who tricked me into wiring money was Jörmungandr, not Chu Zihang! That King of Lust and Desire actually managed to scam me! If she hadn't conned me out of my money, I would have taken a plane to China to find Lu Mingfei a long time ago and reunited with my true younger brother!

Would I have had to miserably work odd jobs? Would I have been humiliated by people in America? Would I have suffered a mental breakdown orchestrated by Odin?

It's all Jörmungandr's fault!

It was all Jörmungandr's doing!

Heh heh heh!

Having locked onto his target, Norton's determination to screw over Fenrir grew even firmer, though even without this incident, he most likely would have taken a playful, game-with-the-Dragon-King attitude toward Fenrir anyway, sparring with it and thoroughly fooling around.

Jörmungandr's actions would only make Norton more decisive in his actions. He would unhesitatingly buy all sorts of small snacks, study the preferences of modern children, and apply targeted remedies to deal with Fenrir—making it willingly wear the custom-made alchemical little dress he had prepared specifically for it, and putting on the special alchemical lipstick provided by Lu Mingfei, so that Jörmungandr would go pitch black in the eyes the next time she saw it.

That sounded simply fantastic!

At this thought, Norton subconsciously glanced at Constantin, who was watching the show beside him, and gently nudged him with his elbow, hinting: "Don't you have anything to say about our mission? After all, he's also an old friend of ours. If we don't send him some kind of gift, it's still somewhat inappropriate."

"A gift..."

Constantin smiled with a slight expression of difficulty. Among all the Dragon Kings, his personality was considered exceptionally kind, so even though Norton and Lu Mingfei simultaneously intended to prank Fenrir, he still hadn't joined the merry queue and had merely remained a spectator.

After all, Norton had also told him about what Jörmungandr had done; it was impossible for him to stop his older brother. For Constantin, simply managing himself well was already a massive contribution.

And now his older brother was raising the question...

"Yeah, yeah, you're Qingqing after all. How can you not show any gesture at all?" Lu Mingfei, from the other side, also nudged Constantin with his elbow, smiling happily while his hinting eyebrows danced as if they were performing.

"Is this really a good idea?"

Constantin said with a troubled expression.

"What's wrong with it? You, oh you, you're just too indecisive!" Norton's face once again revealed an expression of exasperation at his failure to meet expectations, making Constantin feel as if he had returned to the past, when his older brother often said such things.

Because he was that kind of Dragon King...

Who could have imagined that a youth who looked as soft and gentle as Constantin was actually the one wielding the "Might" within the "Authority and Might" of the King of Bronze and Fire? Hidden beneath his delicate and fragile appearance was a formidable and terrifying power.

"Qingqing, oh Qingqing, think about your older brother's working experiences in America, think about him at Wacai..."

"That's KFC!"

Norton subconsciously retorted in anger, but the next moment, he snapped awake and covered his mouth with a half-hearted gesture, suddenly realizing that the place where he worked odd jobs wasn't actually important. What was important was that this guy wanted to confirm that he really was working odd jobs in America, and that he was having a miserable time.

Lu Mingfei! Lu Mingfei!

You... you deserve to die!

How could you let my younger brother find out about these things?

I'm an older brother—a majestic older brother! How could I let my younger brother know about such a thing? Ah ah ah! My face, my dignity, it's all gone! Ah ah ah ah!

(╬◣д◢)

"Ooh! It is KFC~"

Lu Mingfei laughed happily. He turned his head to look at Constantin and continued to persuade him: "Now you should understand why he wants to target Fenrir so badly, right? You might think this is a bad idea, but in reality, it's just because your understanding isn't deep enough. Your older brother—what he knows and what he's been through is far, far more than you can imagine."

"Is that so?"

Constantin wavered.

"Yeah, behind every relaxed and pleasant day, there are perhaps many people carrying burdens forward for us. It's just that they are too great, and they only wish to silently sacrifice themselves without letting us know," Lu Mingfei looked at the angry Norton, coughed lightly, and tried his best to pick flattering words.

Norton's anger subsided slightly, but he still felt quite indignant. He didn't want Constantin to know about these things, as it would affect his magnificent image in his younger brother's heart.

Although acting like this was also great, this wasn't the kind of greatness he wanted! I want to be flawless!

"Is that right?"

Constantin lowered his head and murmured softly. As he looked at Norton's profile, he couldn't help recalling many past memories. With memories reviving one after another, he softly spoke up: "Brother."

"Hmm."

"Could it be that you, in the past, also..."

"Don't overthink it! Nothing of the sort!"

Norton's fist instantly hardened. He felt like strangling Lu Mingfei right then and there. Unfortunately, he couldn't, which was also the reason why he wanted Lu Mingfei's Evil Eye yet refused to ask for it—he definitely didn't want to owe such a guy anything.

"Oh, I understand."

Constantin nodded slightly, a smile identical to his usual one appearing on his face. Only this time, he seemed even more understanding toward his older brother than before.

Some things simply didn't need to be explained in detail. As long as he had formed this thought, it was practically no different from the truth. Because Norton would never admit it, and Constantin knew he wouldn't admit it either; all he needed to know was that his older brother possessed a bit more ordinary humanity than he had imagined—and that was enough.

Was ordinary life just the sediment within greatness?

No, not at all. Ordinary life was like diamonds and gold inlaid upon greatness, making greatness all the more brilliant. It was precisely because of the embellishment of the ordinary that greatness gained greater depth and flavor. An ordinary yet great person deserved respect all the more.

Brother...

Constantin's gaze, filled with adoration mixed with deep understanding, severely pierced Norton's heart. While he didn't strictly repel his younger brother's gaze like this, he really didn't want his younger brother to bear any pressure that shouldn't belong to him.

Lu Mingfei, you truly deserve to die!!

"So, how about it? Want to consider joining us?" Lu Mingfei looked at Constantin full of smiles, not daring to cast a single glance toward Norton.

Yet even without looking at Norton, he could still feel a murderous gaze directed at him. If looks could kill, he probably would have died hundreds of times over by now.

So what if I exposed a little bit~

Was it really that big a deal~

I didn't expose any negative news, and now Constantin understands you even better. Why don't you appreciate my good intentions!

Brothers spilling the beans, pouring your heart out~

Singing of all your grievances and the vicissitudes of these years~

Brothers spilling the beans, let your tears flow~

Draining all the buried hardships and bitterness of these years~

These lyrics were so good!

Should I share the song "Brothers Spilling the Beans" with Norton?

Probably not. If I really shared it, this guy might actually "spill" blood with me. By then, it really would become brothers "exploding" each other—that wouldn't be good.

However, when going out to sing in the future, I could definitely compete with Norton and the others on this song, letting Norton and Constantin sing it as a duet. After all, they were brothers, so singing a song like this was perfectly normal. But as they sang on, Norton's expression would probably start looking very wrong.

Ha-ha~ Ha-ha-ha-ha~ So hilarious!

"Alright, I can join you." After a brief moment of hesitation and dithering, Constantin finally agreed, though the way he looked at Norton had also changed.

"Do you have any targets or directions in mind?" Lu Mingfei asked with a friendly smile.

"I think Fenrir is a bit too robust, and its pectoral muscles are way too developed. Leaving them directly exposed like that isn't very appropriate, so I plan to make an alchemical bra for it," Constantin said with a slightly naive and shy smile.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Lu Mingfei applauded in silence. As it turned out, Constantin was also a man of talent; this was simply fantastic.

Just imagine: when Jörmungandr returned home and saw the giant dragon Fenrir wearing lipstick, a little dress, and a bra over its chest, her mood must be wonderfully pleasant, right? After all, there were far too few people like them who were willing to dress up Fenrir and make clothes for it—they were practically angels! Teary-eyed! Crying to death!

In order to make Fenrir trust them, and to let Fenrir feel love, they were even willing to give it delicious food and provide companionship and care akin to family. They were truly too kind! The Dragon race was a truly kind and loving species indeed!

Amidst the sounds of laughter and joy, only the sweat-soaked Caesar emitted waves of unwilling whimpers. His gaze subconsciously turned toward the stage, and his yearning for the Eye of God and for power reached its absolute peak in an instant.

I must become stronger!

Otherwise... Ah, ah, ah!!

(End of Chapter)