When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Kassel College, Lu Mingfei's home.

"The principal said that there is a mission to Japan to slay a dragon. It is to go to the Japanese Trench to destroy a dragon embryo. The choice of the commissioner who participates in the mission is in your hands." Wiglaf sat seriously in front of Lu Mingfei, "I want to talk to you. You change your place."

"Exchange?" Lu Mingfei put his chin in his hand, "What do you want to exchange for?"

"Except that I can't give you this sword, I can promise you anything I can do." Wiglaf said.

It would be fine if he didn't know Wiglaf's true gender, but Lu Mingfei still felt a little weird when a girl disguised as a man said to him, "I will agree to whatever you ask for."

"I don't quite understand," Lu Mingfei asked, "You seem to be... very persistent about this task?"

"The principal said that the embryo should be a second-generation embryo or above," Wiglaf said. "I need to prove to the patriarch that I am the best dragon slayer among the young people of the Beowulf family."

"Will you use this mission to prove it?" Lu Mingfei nodded, indicating that he understood.

Speaking of which, the college did not have the ability to remotely detect the bloodline level of an embryo. This technology was invented by Lu Mingfei himself.

The "embryo" of a dragon is actually not a baby dragon that has not yet been born, but a prepared egg that hatches after the death of a certain dragon. In other words, this embryo is actually a resurrected dragon.

The dragon often arranges its own resurrection place carefully. In addition to the embryo itself expanding its territory to interfere with the intruder's neural circuits, there are also various alchemical traps. In addition, the tomb guard will be arranged - perhaps a loyal person. Subordinates, or perhaps corpse guards made of alchemy.

The strength of these protections often depends on the bloodline of the embryo—the strength of protection between the fourth-generation species and the second-generation species is naturally not comparable.

Resisting the spiritual realm of the embryo requires excellent bloodline, and passing through the alchemical trap requires rich professional knowledge, strong psychological quality and a little bit of luck. Facing the tomb guard head-on is a narrow escape. If you can pass through these obstacles, you will be able to defeat one. The killing of next-generation embryos is enough to prove the excellence of a dragon slayer.

Of course, the Japan Trench is 8,000 meters deep, and the above protection may only allow the embryo's spiritual realm to function normally, but diving below 8,000 meters below the sea level may not be safer than facing an alchemy trap or a tomb guard.

"Completing this mission will indeed allow you to prove your excellence like Patriarch Beowulf," Lu Mingfei said, "But I refuse."

"Why?" Wiglaf seemed to be mentally prepared and just asked calmly.

"This mission is very dangerous and you are not strong enough." Lu Mingfei said.

The mission assigned by the school is to destroy the embryos, but Lu Mingfei's main purpose of going to Japan is to track down monsters.

With Wiglaf's strength, it might be possible to go into the sea to destroy embryos, but the strength and number of monsters in Japan are unknown, so taking Wiglaf there seems a bit risky.

Strength...not enough?

If someone had said she was not strong enough, she would have drawn out her sword and asked for a duel, but Lu Mingfei... She had seen Lu Mingfei pull out a living alchemy treasure on the Yangtze River, and then fight with Ronald ·Tang teamed up to drive back a pure-blood dragon.

Although the living alchemy sword came from a Chinese mixed-race family and is no longer in Lu Mingfei's hands, there is still no doubt that Lu Mingfei's strength far exceeds hers.

Faced with Lu Mingfei's evaluation of her "lack of strength", she had no right to refute, so she could only purse her lips hard and lower her head.

Lu Mingfei:......

How should I put it, looking at the handsome girl with short white ear-length hair in front of him, who lowered her head and pursed her lips, he actually thought that this girl... was quite cute.

Fortunately, it was impossible for Su Xiaoqiang to know what he was thinking, otherwise a shot of "Kunpeng" would have been stuck on his face.

Wiglaf suddenly stood up, bowed deeply to Lu Mingfei, and said loudly: "Please teach me how to become stronger! I can do anything!"

I have to say that her actions were quite suitable for this mission - if she hadn't had a standard European and American face, Lu Mingfei would have thought that she was actually Japanese.

This bow, this tone, it's so authentic!

Lu Mingfei fell into deep thought.

Maybe...bringing her along is also a good choice?

After all, everyone in an action group divides the work and cooperates, and there must always be someone who is responsible for running errands and doing chores.

Among the options he had for leading people, Old Tang was a road idiot and couldn't run errands, Senior Brother Chu was a murderer, Caesar was a noble young master, neither of whom were good at this job. Although Xia Mi was lively, clever and unscrupulous, he was Senior Brother Chu after all. Fingel is just right for the girl, but he happened to be assigned a mission, and now he is in Cuba... God knows why he suddenly started taking missions after being decadent for several years. Could it be that he covets the thighs of Cuban girls?

So, bringing Wiglaf along seems... good?

Moreover, when Patriarch Beowulf brought her over, he also told the principal that the child would be entrusted to him. Lu Mingfei was nearby at the time and was traveling with the principal, so this sentence should be considered to be a small part of him. That said, to round it off, Patriarch Beowulf entrusted Wiglaf to him, Lu Mingfei, and it is only natural that he should be given some control, right?

But she was really a bit weak, even weaker than Caesar - Caesar had already learned the improved bloodshed technique from him and Senior Brother Chu.

"Since you are determined, then come with me."

Lu Mingfei stood up, picked up his coat and put it on.

Since you are going to take people to run errands and do odd jobs, you should at least provide them with the most basic equipment.

…

Japan, Japanese-style suite on the top floor of Kukakukan.

This is the suite on the top floor, the top suite.

Sakurai Kogure was sitting respectfully on the tatami, her long hair hanging down and sweeping over her lavender traditional kimono.

"These are the few test subjects currently collected that are most suitable for Molotov cocktails." Sakurai Kogure put a document on the small table with both hands.

Opposite the waiter was a charming man. He was not sitting upright, but half of his body was leaning against the wall, his legs were spread out on the tatami, and he was holding a glass of sake between his fingers.

"Sakurai...Ming?" The man glanced at the document, "Is he your brother?"

"Half-mother." Sakurai Kogure replied.

"Why are you also on the list of experimental subjects? You don't care if your brother is used as an experimental subject for evolutionary medicine?" Kazama Ruri drank all the wine in the cup, her drunken eyes did not look like she was talking to Sakura. Jing Xiaomu said, "Wouldn't it be better to show more care to your brother?"

"I just showed you the most suitable experimental subjects, and he happens to be one of them," Sakurai Kogure lowered his head, "And if he is selected as the experimental target, it may not be a bad thing for him. No one can say which one is happier, the lack of daylight or the moth flying towards the light, right?"

"I'm not interested in experiments. I'll ask a Jin future to send the materials to the laboratory tomorrow and let them choose on their own."

Kazama Ruri placed the cup on the small table, and Sakurai Kogure poured sake for him.

"I heard that there is a street cowboy near Tokyo recently?" Kazama Ruri was not in a hurry to drink, as if a street cowboy was more worthy of his attention than the experimental data.

Of course Sakurai Kogure would not pay attention to a cowherd. Even if the man she loved, who was more charming than a woman, was the legend of the Japanese cowherd world, she had no reason to pay attention to other cowherds.

Unless the Cowherd is still a "ghost".

"Yes, it was also accompanied by the case of missing women," Sakurai Kogure said. "It should be a new ghost. The person who collected the information took a photo of him and sent it back, but then lost contact. I'm afraid it was He was found and killed."

Kazama Liuli finally regained her temper, and her hazy drunken eyes became a little brighter: "Where are the photos?"

Sakurai Kogure took out a pad and handed it to Kazama Ruri with both hands.

On the pad was a man walking on the streets of Tokyo at night. He was wearing an open-fronted kimono, holding a blushing girl in his arms. She looked like she was a high school student, and he shyly leaned his head on the man's exposed, well-proportioned white chest muscles.

No wonder Sakurai Kogure guessed that the intelligence agent who sent back the photo had been discovered. The man in the photo was clearly smiling at the camera, with two rows of white teeth exposed under the neon light.

In fact, looking at this face, the man in the photo should not be called a man. He can only be regarded as a boy at best, with clear features and clean eyes. Rather than a street cowboy who pleases women, he is better said to be a man who will be raped. The green plant buds that women love from the bottom of their hearts.

However, when she met those eyes, Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but shudder, and her hazy drunkenness was blown away by the strong wind carrying the coldness of the cold winter months and the smell of blood.

"What's his nickname?"

Japanese cowherds will give themselves a "flower name" just like artists choose stage names. In many cases, the "flower name" they choose is more representative of themselves than the "name" given by their parents.

"It's a very strange flower name," Sakurai Kogure said. "He took the legendary great monster 'Shuten Doji' as his flower name."