Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

Upon returning to the dragon's lair, Ander didn't immediately seek out Angers to catch up or discuss his alchemical breakthroughs with Nicholas. He had something far more important to do...

That was chatting with Lu Li.

Because this child cannot control her words, she often unleashes them casually while speaking, creating terrifying slashes or explosions.

According to the Secret Society's records, Luli's Word of Power is Judgment, which can produce an effect similar to the ninth-circle spell: Death by Law, directly pronouncing the enemy's death.

However, due to receiving Ander's dragon blood in the womb, Luli's Word of Power was suppressed, and she could only barely create some slashes or explosions, but that was enough to kill ordinary hybrids.

For Lu Li, although she can control flames to form words for indirect communication, people still need to speak.

So in Ander's dragon's lair, a little girl in a pretty dress sat on the ground, chatting with the huge brass dragon in front of her in some kind of deep language.

That was the language of dragons from the world of D&D, and also Ander's native language in this life. The language of dragons could help Luli restrain the urge to release the power of words, minimizing the danger.

"Then I drove my truck at that guy and ran him over, crushing him to pieces..." (Translated)

Ander lowered his head, describing his great battle with Odin while letting Luli polish his scales.

"So, Uncle, did you blow him up?"

"No, the amount of electricity wasn't enough, so we ended up killing him with magic."

The girl used a polishing stone to polish the scales on Ander's neck, a hint of envy showing in her rose-red pupils.

"I wish I could use ninth-circle magic too."

Ander looked at the girl. Under his influence, Lu Li, who looked like a gentle and weak girl, was actually an arsonist at heart. After all, the fire affinity brought by her brass dragon bloodline made her fearless of ordinary flames.

"Yes, yes, we just need to wait."

For dragons, training is completely foreign; only the weak do such things. They just need to find a place to sleep and pass the time.

Lu Li nodded, her long red hair swaying with her movements, revealing her cute earlobes.

"Uncle, have you seen...my brother?"

When Erii uttered the word "brother," she visibly became excited. Her fluent dragon language turned into a hoarse, dry moan. Before she could finish speaking, a fireball had already struck Ander.

Bang!

The fireball struck Ander's dragon scales, denting his brassy skin, before the flames spread and burned away on Ander's body.

Ander reached out and rubbed the burned scales. He wasn't injured; brass dragons are immune to fire to some extent. But Luli seemed a little embarrassed.

"I'm...I'm sorry, I lost control again."

Ander leaned closer to Luli, extended a paw, and gently touched her little head, comforting her:

"It's alright, just consider it as washing my scales."

As the brass dragon with the best temperament among metal dragons, coupled with his experience as a human in his previous life, Ander has always had a very good temper, unlike some evil dragons who would shout and kill and set fires for no reason.

"By the way, speaking of your brother..."

The brother Lu Li was referring to was naturally Lu Mingfei. Although they were not related by blood, they were born of the same mother. Qiao Weini would also visit Lu Li from time to time, so Lu Li had always been very curious about this brother who lived far away in China.

"Can he breathe fire? Can he create giant fireballs?"

But clearly, this child who grew up with dragons is focusing on something wrong.

"No, your brother can't shoot fireballs or use dragon breath. He's just an ordinary human."

"Like Toyama?"

Masashi Tomiyama is a psychiatrist in Kassel. His Word of Power is hypnosis. He doesn't have much combat ability and is among the weakest people Luli has ever met.

"Uh, he's even weaker than that little Japanese devil Toyama."

There's no need for Ander to compare the two's fighting abilities; Tomiyama Masashi is an adult, probably capable of taking on two Lu Mingfeis in their current form.

"So weak..."

Lu Li rested her chin on her hand, pouting as she said:

"He must not like to eat, that's why he can't even beat Toyama."

Well, it seems that spending so much time at Kassel College has given Kojiri some misunderstandings about human combat capabilities.

However, Ander did not correct Luli's idea. Such trivial matters were too troublesome for a dragon, and it was better to let things take their natural course.

Afterwards, Ander lay there, listening to Luli recount the events of the past few days. When Ander left, it was summer vacation, and Fingel had applied to stay at school, taking the little girl to wander around the campus.

These two guys, who had eaten at the small chapel on the back hill, fished in the vibrant aquarium, or stolen drinks from the vice-principal's lighthouse, turned Kassel College upside down.

"There are many naked sisters on Nicole's wall."

Lu Li reported to Ander that the child was not very sensitive to the topic of sex, and Ander was considering finding someone to educate him on physiological knowledge.

"Nicholas must be furious."

Nico was the nickname Luli gave to the vice principal because his full name was too troublesome to pronounce, and the nickname "Night Watchman" was... well, in Luli's opinion...

"Nico always falls asleep at night, so why call for the Night Watch?"

As the saying goes, "Speak of the devil, and he shall appear," and Ande heard a noise coming from the entrance of the Dragon's Lair.

"I'll talk to you when I get back."

Lu Li nodded obediently, then stroked Ander's neck and said:

"Come back quickly."

"okay."

After saying that, Ander transformed into human form and walked towards the entrance of the dragon's lair.

"Let me in, you son of a bitch."

"Who do you think you are? I'm telling you, you're not stepping through this door today."

Ander pushed open the heavy bronze door, where Vice Principal Nicholas Flamel, dressed in a denim outfit and holding a bottle of beer, stood angrily staring at the spirit on the door.

"Boss, he's bullying me."

The lively dog ​​on the door, relying on its master's power, complained to Ander.

"I'm enjoying a wonderful chat, you'd better come up with a reason soon."

Ander said through gritted teeth, he had never been friendly to the guy who had interrupted his conversation.

The vice principal took a few deep breaths before speaking:

"I have found a way to use the authority you gave me."

To the vice principal's surprise, Ander remained remarkably calm, with an expression that seemed to say, "Why are you bothering me with such a trivial matter?"

"That's it? I still need to chat with my niece."

"This is a major breakthrough in the history of alchemy."

"Oh, congratulations."

With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut.

"I need to spend time with my family. Goodbye."

Chapter 119 The Goal is the Stars and the Sea

The next day, after a hearty meal, Ander arrived at the vice-principal's private quarters: the Alchemy Department, where he found the vice-principal completely drunk and Manstein with red eyes.

What are you doing here?

Ander looked at Manstein's bald head and asked curiously, "It's the time of year for new students to enroll, and as the discipline supervisor, Manstein has a lot of documents to review every day."

"The old man asked me to drink, and we drank all night long."

After being rejected by Ander, the vice principal took the opportunity to find his only relative, Manstein, and pulled him out of the sea of ​​documents, taking him to the alchemy department's laboratory for a night of drinking.

"You're right... hiccup... yes, that's true... we should spend more time with... family, hiccup."

Vice Principal Nicholas stood up groggily, burped twice. It was impossible to get a mixed-race person like him, with his exceptionally high bloodline, drunk, but that didn't stop him from pretending to be drunk and enjoying his son's care.

"Come here, let me show you... take a look at my great discovery."

Looking at his staggering father, Manstein sighed. He didn't have his father's high lineage, and after staying up all night, he was already feeling the strain. He then said:

"I'm going back to sleep now."

Ander and Nicholas ignored him. They had already entered the laboratory, where a white gem was placed in the alchemical array, quietly emitting light.

“You told me this is the authority of the White King’s lineage, but I thought it was a whole piece of the Philosopher’s Stone.”

Nicholas sobered up considerably. He put the bottle aside and pointed at the gemstone.

"Later I discovered that this thing was something more complex."

The Philosopher's Stone is a collection of pure spiritual elements, and the White King's authority is spirituality, an existence that transcends the four elements.

“I originally wanted to separate it, but that would be a waste.”

"Later I finally understood the essence of this thing."

Nicholas seemed very excited. He had made unprecedented progress in alchemy, taking another step closer to the essence of the world.

"This is a key, a pass to the origin of the world."

Nicholas walked to the blackboard hanging to the side, took out a piece of chalk, and drew a big circle on it.

“Fingal gave a very apt analogy, suggesting that our world is a game.”

"Ordinary people are like players in a game, while hybrids with the power of words are like administrators and programmers."

Nicholas drew radiating lines around the circle with chalk, and pointing to the lines, he said:

"This is authority, which allows us to change the world in supernatural ways."

Ander sat on the sofa next to him, listening to Nicholas's explanation, and asked:

"So what did you do?"

Snapped!

Nicholas slapped his thigh and said excitedly:

"I've discovered a perpetual motion machine!"