Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 58 Return
"Bloodlust is divided into different stages; the deeper the stage, the higher the degree of bloodline refinement."

Dragonization occurs at each stage, and the degree of dragonization gradually increases with the level of bloodlust.

Chu Zihang spoke casually, his tone as if he were merely discussing "what to eat tonight" with Lu Mingfei, even though it was a forbidden and unacceptable technology.

Lu Mingfei gently closed the notebook, put it back in the folder, and continued:
"And this process is completely irreversible."

Once the limits are exceeded, or the heart is not guarded, the lion unleashed within will transform into a dragon, leading to utter...depravity.

He lowered his head, avoiding direct eye contact with Chu Zihang, but his words continued to flow.

His voice was very soft:
"Senior brother, I heard that you have a pair of golden eyes that never go out."

Chu Zihang's expression remained calm, as if Lu Mingfei wasn't talking about him, as if it were just a trivial matter.

"Now we have a shared secret."

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As he slowly opened his eyes, the scenery before him had changed.

The room next to the elevator.

came back.

He returned to the border area once again.

Lu Mingfei took out the Storm Knight Greatsword from his spatial storage, thought for a moment, then took out another one and weighed it in his hand.

"It's still a bit of a stretch."

He was a little depressed.

I wonder when I'll be able to truly master the "Lightning Whirlwind Slash" technique taught by the old knight.

After defeating Grik, we should be almost done, right?

Thinking this, Lu Mingfei walked out of the room.

On the dilapidated city wall, two war eagles perched to one side, their gray feathers almost blending into the bricks and stones.

Lu Mingfei still easily discovered them.

As a Dragon Warrior who lacks ranged attack methods and has all his strength except for sensing, Lu Mingfei is always helpless against these flying units.

However, after this trip, Lu Mingfei is no longer the same person he used to be!
He specifically took "archery" lessons in the cold weapon combat course!
He pulled out a shortbow he'd swiped from some unknown soldier, drew the bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed—

Whoosh!
The arrow pierced the Stormhawk's chest with deadly accuracy, and after a mournful cry, blood gushed forth.

After hitting the target with one arrow, Lu Mingfei dared not be negligent and fired another arrow before the second eagle took flight.

"call."

While mentally giving himself a thumbs-up for his clumsy "archery skills," Lu Mingfei stepped forward and plucked the feathers from the Stormhawk's corpse.

According to Kaneki Ken, there is a guy among the Faded Ones called "Goblin Slayer" who is good at using tool belts to make all sorts of gadgets.

Once everyone has collected various types of crafting notes, they are happy to hand them over to him in exchange for a discount on the items they are trading.

Lu Mingfei also bought a tool belt and found a notebook for making tools.

But Lu Mingfei just couldn't make the props described above no matter what he tried!

Heaven help me, who can possibly understand those abstract notes? They're even harder to decipher than the seven languages ​​of the Lionheart Society's predecessors!
Goblin Slayer is quite a character.

He planned to stockpile raw materials first, and wait for the next opportunity to ask the two Japanese men for Goblin Slayer's "contact number"—that is, his world coordinates—so he could ask him to make something for him.

After killing the exiled soldiers in front, looking ahead, the long road was lined with barricades on both sides, and the defensive fortifications were extremely well constructed.

After all, most of the people under Grek who remained in Stoneville were former followers of the Storm King. Many followed him in order to return here, while others remained here for various reasons.

However, after the ring of law was shattered, the rules of the border area completely collapsed, and now there are no other people guarding this place except for two eagles and a soldier.

At the end of the road stood a small golden tree, its warm golden light carrying a subtle sense of grace and blessing. Unsurprisingly, the golden seeds that had fallen to the ground were collected by Lu Mingfei.

To the left of the road was a tall city wall with a doorway. Based on Lu Mingfei's experience, these dark little rooms usually contained either good stuff, elite monsters, or... both.

He cautiously released his senses, then frowned.

Not right.

It has the presence of a living person.

Illusion?
He quietly approached the wall, held his breath, and pricked up his ears to catch the "message" carried by the breeze in the air.

It wasn't an illusion; someone was really talking.

But, how could it be?
The city had fallen into utter ruin, its former glory gone. The remaining soldiers, still possessing some semblance of reason, held their posts, mercilessly killing every invader.

Even without the ability to come back to life, could anyone venture into such depths?
Lu Mingfei gripped the greatsword tightly in his hand.

He walked forward cautiously, his voice growing clearer and clearer.

It's a female voice.

"Be proud of yourself. You are indeed an excellent warrior, but you followed the wrong person. Vanish with the wind and drift to the distant peak."

This is quite a ritual?

Lu Mingfei grumbled, but dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest, and slowly paced into the room.

The small room was brightly lit, and the oil lamps hanging on the wall had been lit by the pioneers. On the ground lay a recently deceased corpse, whose attire he recognized all too well—a knight who had lost his homeland.

Beside the knight who had lost his homeland, the speaker of those words was a beautiful woman with bronze skin.

The clothing, hailing from the wilderness, barely covered his chest, leaving large swathes of skin exposed. His wild and agile physique was on full display before Lu Mingfei.

Her beautiful face was full of heroic spirit, and the clear muscle lines seemed to say "I'm a super fighter".

The female warrior carried two roughly-shaped axes on her back. She spotted Lu Mingfei immediately but did not pick up any weapons.

"Oh, it's you."

The female warrior looked at Lu Mingfei and said:

“I’ve heard people at the Round Table talk about you, the Faded One dressed as the Knight of the Lost Land.”

It turns out to be a faded version of the round table hall.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

That would be much easier to handle.

“Hello,” he nodded to the female soldier, “I am Lu Mingfei.”

The female warrior also nodded slightly in greeting:

“My name is Neferi Lou. Like you, I am a Faded One and a warrior. I came here on the orders of my adoptive father.”

"Adoptive father?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"Oh, um"

Neferi tilted her head:

“You should have met him; he is the manager of the Round Table Hall, known as ‘The Wise One’ Gideon Ophniel.”

"Speaking of which, you saw it too, didn't you? It's outrageous! That despicable Grek actually performed the act of 'limb reattachment'. This is absolutely not the behavior of a king. Even the wind has been defiled."

This girl... is quite straight?
Having grown accustomed to riddle-makers, hermaphrodites, taciturn individuals, and con artists, Lu Mingfei found himself slightly unaccustomed to Neferi's straightforward and frank personality.

But there is one point he agrees with.

“Yes,” Lu Mingfei said, “even the wind has been tainted. Windveil Castle shouldn’t be like this.”

(End of this chapter)