Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 309 Brothers and Brothers Respect
"So this is why you keep asking me to wait a little longer?" Xia Mi leaned close to Yuan Zhinu's ear and whispered.

At this time, the entire conference room was completely noisy. In the past, whenever there was such a controversial moment, these distinguished elders would argue endlessly like ordinary people, and the bells for representatives to speak would ring continuously.

At such times, Angers would snatch the bells in front of everyone, tear off his gentlemanly guise, and shake the bells roughly like a gangster godfather, making a huge noise and forcing everyone to be quiet.

But now the old godfather was still lying dead. Yuan Zhinv, who was sitting in his seat, yawned out of boredom. She seemed to have no interest in the quarrel and lazily replied to Xia Mi, who was full of curiosity.

"Yeah, if I had gone directly to the North Pole, it would have been me and Frigga's death, and now they would be the ones watching the fun."

"I was wondering why you weren't in a hurry at all and let Norton go, but you didn't see any movement from Norton for such a long time. It turns out you were waiting for this."

Xia Mi looked as if she had suddenly realized something. This Dragon King, who always had very unique ideas, still couldn't keep up with Yuan Zhinu's thinking most of the time, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Knowing that whoever can kill and devour Frigga will become the new White Monarch, Frigga is like a dragon guarding a gold mine. Whoever defeats it can obtain the gold mine and then return to the court in triumph to marry the princess.

All the warriors in fairy tales fight the dragon alone, or at least call other warriors for help. No one has nothing better to do than call a beggar on the street.

Because there is no sweeping monk in fairy tales, the beggars on the roadside are just beggars and are cannon fodder in front of the evil dragon.

Just like the hybrids and dragons, no matter how many there are, they are just a snack before the meal.

So Xia Mi never thought of uniting these little snacks. Not only her, almost all Dragon Kings have this strange arrogance. They always think that they can conquer the world alone and simply disdain to cooperate with humans.

Therefore, Odin, who not only united humans but also had his own family, seemed particularly different. In the original book, he killed a group of his brothers and sisters and successfully survived to the end. He planned for thousands of years, but was finally killed in one move at Ragnarok.

Although being killed in one move made his thousands of years of planning seem ridiculous, this only proved the strength of Nidhogg and did not mean that Odin was not smart enough. At least he could start over in the end. How could this not be considered a trump card?
Since he was able to kill so many Dragon Kings, it meant that this trick was easy to use and useful. Yuan Zhinv naturally put it into practice, and thus the current farce happened.

Whether Pompey is Odin or not is still a big question mark, but at least his current thoughts coincide with those of Genjitsu, which is also the reason why Genjitsu is willing to let him attend the meeting at the academy.

"Don't you want to know the ultimate means of the hybrids?" Yuan Zhinv said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "They have been slaying dragons for so many years, aren't you curious about how far they have come?"

"I can use Frigga to give them a try. This world doesn't belong to me alone, and I can't save it alone. No one can escape."

Xia Mi thought about it again and again, Xia Mi was hesitant to speak, Xia Mi found that she had nothing to say, Xia Mi finally gave a thumbs up.

Although she still didn't think these useless hybrids could do anything to her, she was indeed very interested in human technology, so she began to watch the show quietly with Yuan Zhinv.

The debate lasted for more than ten minutes. It was undoubtedly a difficult decision, and a storm was brewing in the minds of every elder.

Slaying a dragon is ultimately a battle of interests.

People like Ange and Fingel lost their loved ones at the hands of the dragons, so their hatred is the purest. Even though they know they are insignificant, they will fight to the death. This also includes some people who fight for their beliefs, and their hatred is pure, but they are ultimately a minority.

Human nature is complex. When many people see a dragon, their first thought is to kill it and become a new dragon themselves. They want to steal more power from the gods. Greed and arrogance make their ambitions swell.

After all, slaying dragons is just a business. If an era comes when all dragon kings are turned into dragon bones and displayed in museums, the era that will come will not belong to humans, but to hybrids.

Those who inherit the dragon clan’s legacy are the new dragon clan.

Everyone here has dragon blood flowing in their veins. When the pure-blooded dragon race dies out, who is most qualified to inherit the dragon race and become the master of alchemy technology, noble bloodline, and the mysterious world? Of course, it is them.

The new dragon clan, yes, people like that are the new dragon clan.

At least everyone sitting here has thought about this, but they never say it out loud because it goes against the purpose of the establishment of the secret party.

But once the rebels drive out the colonists, shouldn’t they become the new consuls?

They have not yet reached that position, but have already begun to enjoy the beauty that power brings. They can accept that those under them die because of their orders, but they find it difficult to accept that they bleed profusely in order to slay the dragon. They truly regard their lives as worthless and are only interested in profit.

And now Pompey is forcing them to bleed heavily. It would be a lie to say that it is not painful. They don't want to risk their fortunes to fight unless it is absolutely necessary.

It can even be said that if people were not afraid of the careless girl sitting in the main seat, many people would have jumped out and pointed at Pompey, scolding him for being crazy.

But because of the existence of Yuan Zhinv, they did not dare to jump out, so they realized that they had probably reached the point where they had no choice.

Finally, Mr. Turing gritted his teeth and spoke first: "The enemy this time is indeed stronger than ever before. I am willing to fight together on behalf of my family."

"Oh, oh, show some sincerity and tell me about your specific contribution." Pompey smiled and demonstrated what it meant to chase and kill: "Old man, I know you are very rich. I heard that your family sold an oil mine a few years ago?"

Mr. Turing glared at him fiercely, but finally compromised helplessly: "All alchemical weapons will be borne by the Turing family."

"That's more like it. Remember, there are plenty of Philosopher's Stones. The Beijing subway was sponsored by us, Gattuso, last time. Come to think of it, no one reimbursed the money." Pompey said, and then looked at other school directors or elders.

Every person he swept into, no matter how reluctant they were, still contributed their strength voluntarily with gritted teeth. It was hard to imagine that a playboy like Pompey could clearly remember what industries these families were deeply involved in and what conveniences they had.

If you are really not good at anything and have no connections, then just pay the money. We are all old families and you can say you lack everything except money, because that will make you laughed at by other families.

The last wave of voluntary contributions was enough to arm the specialists of Kassel Academy from head to toe, and there were a total of six nuclear submarines.

The only worrying thing was how they could conceal such a big move from the military of various countries, but with Pompey's guarantee, everyone had to ignore this issue for the time being with doubts.

Finally, their eyes all turned to the girl at the end of the long table. According to Pompey, the elders sitting here had no right to sit here if they did not make contributions.

Now everyone has contributed, only Genji is left.

Of course, no one dared to question whether she was qualified to sit there. They just wanted to know how things would develop next. Noticing that everyone was looking at her, Yuan Zhinv stopped her yawn and seemed a little surprised: "You guys have finished discussing it? So quickly."

She put on a thoughtful expression, and after a moment, she spoke with some embarrassment: "As you know, my Sheqi Eight Clan doesn't have much background, and we don't have much support to offer."

The elders looked at each other, not daring to say a word. Ever since Yuan Zhinu came into the family, they had been saying every day that the Eight Snake Qi Families had no foundation. Now they couldn't help feeling guilty, suspecting that they had been caught saying bad things.

However, Yuan Zhinv did not seem to want to settle accounts with them. She just sighed and said, "We don't have any money either. After all, we just went through a round of consumption. We are really short of money."

As for what the consumption is, she didn't say, but everyone present knew it well. Isn't it just to plow through all the families that disagree with her being the school director? Dealing with so many families at once and killing so many people, how can the consumption not be huge?
Everyone was complaining in their hearts, but no one dared to say a word. They just watched her perform quietly and sighed. It even felt as if after today, all the eight families of Sheqi would have to go out to beg on the streets.

And the most horrifying thing is that they vaguely heard a sense of blame in these words, which roughly meant that it was all your fault for not knowing what was good for you and not understanding things, which forced me to beat you, causing the consumption and making our lives so hard now.

Fearing that this guy would ask them to compensate for their losses, everyone was afraid to even raise their heads. For the first time, they felt oppressed.

Finally, after being pitied enough, Genji did not ask for compensation as everyone had worried, but changed the subject: "But since everyone is willing to move forward and retreat together, I can't stand out from the crowd. Let's do this."

"We don't have money, but we can provide people." She stood up, straightened her clothes, and said casually: "I will go there in person on behalf of the Eight Snake Families and Kassel Academy."

She spoke as if she was going to lead the army in person, but at this moment no one thought there was anything wrong with it. In fact, the flagging morale instantly improved, and even Pompey's eyes lit up.

In fact, they had been wanting to say it for a long time. The White King had been born and was running around the North Pole. As a dragon slayer expert, what were you doing with logistics? If you stayed in the academy every day, would the dragons come to you on their own?
The secret party is not entirely composed of cowards, most of them are proud and fearless old stubborn people. It is impossible to get the support of everyone just by coercion and inducement, but the core reason why Yuan Zhinv was able to become a school director so smoothly is because -

The White King has been resurrected, and Yuan Zhinv seems to be the most capable member of the secret party, so they have to rely on Yuan Zhinv to slay the dragon.

At this stage, these secret parties have been living in comfort for too long. They have never even faced a pure-blooded dragon, which means they have never slayed a dragon. The only dragon-slaying expert, Angers, is still on the bench, which makes them a little stretched.

But they have basically all seen the video of Yuan Zhinv slaying the dragon. The girl's unstoppable knife and her heroic figure cutting off the dragon's head with her bare hands were deeply imprinted in their minds.

That terrifying power was enough to scare anyone, and even made them suspect that Yuan Zhinv was the White King who had not yet awakened. Now that the real White King had awakened, Yuan Zhinv's suspicion naturally disappeared, so when talking about slaying dragons, everyone thought of her at the same time.

In their opinion, perhaps only a madman and a monster like Yuan Zhinv could fight against the awakened Dragon King. In order to make Yuan Zhinv willingly slay the dragon, they are also willing to share some power.

Isn't it just a school director position? It seems to be nothing in the face of the destruction of the world. I will give it to you if you want it.

But what was the result? They had made such a huge sacrifice, and the Genjitsu, who they thought was the ultimate killer, had actually been staying in Kassel Academy, claiming that she wanted to do logistics?

Fuck your logistics, do they lack logistics?

Seeing that Yuan Zhinv was finally willing to go out, they finally felt relieved a little, and for a moment they felt that the little blood they had shed was nothing.

If time was sufficient, they would even want to hold a farewell party for Yuan Zhinv to boost morale.

It was not until they saw this evil star get on the plane with their own eyes that they felt like they had survived a disaster. There was nothing to say, they had done everything they could, and the next thing was to wait for the result.

With the full help of Kassel College, Yuan Zhinv reached the Arctic Circle in the shortest time. At the same time, she contacted Norton.

Norton, who had been following the ship not far away, received the message and walked towards the ship with an expressionless face.

He did not go to look for Finkel who was still helping in the kitchen, nor did he make a big fuss to disturb Frigga. He just quietly came to the top of the ship, where a figure was already waiting.

"Long time no see, brother." Lin Fenglong laughed: "I am deeply sorry to see that you are still alive."

Norton looked at him expressionlessly, his voice without any fluctuation: "Sooner or later, I will settle the score with you for what you did to me and Constantine. Before that, how can I die?"

"Well, that's good." Lin Fenglong didn't care about the tension in these cold words at all. Instead, he looked behind Norton: "Where's Yuan Zhinv? Didn't she come?"

"I have been holding back Frigga, and it's not easy. If you don't take over, I won't be able to hold on any longer."

"Everything is going according to plan." Norton said, "The source girl will probably be here soon."

Lin Fenglong then revealed a somewhat genuine smile: "Okay, then let them decide the winner first."

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

"Why, you won't intervene?" Norton asked.

"You make it sound like you, my good brother, are going to intervene." Lin Fenglong raised his eyebrows: "Of course, the matter between the White Kings should be resolved by them themselves."

He hadn't said anything else, but they all knew that when Genjitsu and Frigga decided the winner, or both were defeated, it would no longer be a matter between the White Kings, but a matter for the entire dragon clan.

At that time, they, the righteous judges, were naturally needed.

Whether it is Lin Fenglong or Norton, their positions are quite clear, that is -

No matter whether it is Frigga or Genji, they must die, and the White King cannot be resurrected no matter what.

In the face of this big goal, they can even temporarily put aside their hatred.

A rare tacit understanding between brothers.

(End of this chapter)