Chapter 634: Funeral of Dragons

The funeral bells rang, but the funeral continued.

Standing in a daze among the crowd of people who bowed their heads in silence, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that he was out of place. He actually didn't like this sad atmosphere. Perhaps it was because of the emotions around him that he felt that his mood had become worse.

...Sad? What was there for him to be sad about? He was rich, beautiful, wealthy and powerful. What was there to be sad about?

The sound of a girl crying came from the crowd. Perhaps this dead girl was really important to them, but he didn't feel anything except a little sadness caused by the environment. After all, no one would be sad for someone they didn't know. He didn't have that much empathy.

Turning his head to look at the little devil who bowed his head in silence next to him, Lu Mingfei quietly retreated to the door of the church behind him. He didn't want to stay here any longer. If nothing unexpected happened, he should be drinking, chatting and bragging with Finger in the cafeteria now, instead of being dragged by Lu Mingze to attend this inexplicable funeral.

Anyway, they were the last to arrive. As long as he was careful and left the church quietly, no one would notice his little action, and no one would care about him.

People are actually like this. The same person is almost everything in the world to some people, but to others, it doesn't matter whether he is dead or alive. At most, they will say it's a pity.

But somehow, when he was leaving the church, he suddenly tripped. Fortunately, as an S-level skill, he still had it. He turned over sharply and stabilized his body smoothly without making any big noise.

But just when he clapped his hands and turned around to go home and not continue to accompany him, the scene he saw in front of him made him dumbfounded.

Outside the church was not the Kassel Academy he imagined, but a winding mountain range. Among these mountains, tens of thousands of huge dragons were crawling around the church. The sky was snowing darkly. The scene was solemn and solemn, and there was an incomparable sadness.

——This is a funeral for a group of dragons! !

Staring blankly at the scene of the dragons mourning in front of him, Lu Mingfei stood at the door of the church and was stunned.

He should have thought of it earlier. How could a girl live for more than 10,000 years? Even the most powerful hybrids do not have such a long lifespan. Only the dragons can live so long.

...But what kind of noble dragon died that so many dragons came to mourn?

Looking at the expressions and postures of those dragons crawling devoutly, it was as if they were worshiping and paying tribute to their supreme king! !

Just as Lu Mingfei was stunned, the organ in the church behind him suddenly changed its tune, and people held hands and sang songs, praying for the rest of the soul of the deceased.

It was also at this time that he was pulled into the church by Lu Mingze.

"Brother, line up, it will be your turn to present flowers later."

"... Present flowers? Do you know what you are doing?"

Lu Mingfei spoke in a low voice, trying to lower his voice.

"What old friend's funeral? It's obviously a funeral you held for a dragon king, right? I'm an S-level dragon slayer. A dragon slayer is offering flowers to a dragon? Even if it's a joke, you shouldn't do it like this!? If this kind of thing gets out, how can I survive in the future!? Human traitor, okay!!"

"...It seems that you really forgot everything."

After staring at him for a while, shaking his head slightly, the little devil suddenly sighed softly.

"Forget it, since you don't want to go up and offer flowers, then don't go, but it's best not to run around, be careful of being torn to pieces by the dragons outside."

"Wait, you haven't said..."

"Shh, be quiet."

Before he finished speaking, the little devil raised a finger.

"Be patient, the funeral will end soon."

What the little devil said was not wrong. With the end of the singing, all kinds of flowers were piled in front of the coffin. When the priest knocked down the last coffin nail, the funeral finally came to an end at this moment.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the church suddenly relaxed, and those sad guests all smiled.

Looking at this scene in front of him, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little surprised. He knew that according to the teachings of Christianity, when a person dies, only the soul goes to heaven, and relatives and friends will eventually reunite there.

... But even so, there is no need to relax so much, right?

He was clearly sad before, but now in the blink of an eye, he has completely forgotten the girl in the coffin, as if that person had never existed.

In his surprise, the guests walked around him and walked out of the church, talking and laughing. The pastor also took off his pastor's robe and ran away with ease. When he finally came to his senses, he was the only one left in the church, and the little devil didn't know where he ran.

In the silent church, in the candlelight like a mountain and a sea, he faced the coffin alone, and in the coffin, he didn't know who was probably a king in the history of the dragon race... By the way, can the dragon race really be called a girl? Or should she be called Dragon Girl?

If it's Dragon Girl, then Little Dragon Girl...

Unconsciously, his thoughts diverged in a strange direction again.

In the past half month when his mental state was bad, his thoughts were often distracted like now. Sometimes he was instructing his juniors in swordsmanship in class, but his mind was unconsciously thinking about other things, and he almost had several teaching accidents.

Suddenly coming to his senses, Lu Mingfei shook his head hastily.

After looking down at the black rose on his chest, he hesitated a little, but still walked forward, leaned over and placed the black rose in the sea of ​​flowers in front of the coffin.

But just when he was about to get up, looking at the portrait covered with flowers, he couldn't help but take the portrait out of curiosity.

——In the photo, a girl with black hair and black eyes smiled brightly.

"What? I thought it was a dragon, but it turned out to be a girl. I can't tell that she is more than 10,000 years old..."

While muttering in his mouth, Lu Mingfei leaned over and put the portrait back to its original position, but when he stood up and was about to leave, he was a little surprised to find that he couldn't lift his hand no matter what.

...No, it's not that he couldn't lift it, but he found that he couldn't put down the portrait, as if his body was resisting instinctively.

Looking at his right hand in confusion, Lu Mingfei put down the portrait forcibly, and then stood up without hesitation and walked out of the church.

At this moment, the bell rang again, and the sound seemed to tear the whole world apart. In the sound of the bell, he suddenly looked back at the coffin in the candlelight, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

He was suddenly shocked! He suddenly remembered that he knew the girl! !

Once upon a time... Once upon a time...

"Mingfei!! Mingfei!!"

The deafening sound came from his ears, accompanied by the violent turbulence of the world. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Masashi Toyama was squatting in front of him, shaking him with an anxious look.

Seeing him open his eyes at this time, the other party was relieved.

"How is it? How do you feel now?"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Masashi Toyama sat down on a chair beside him.

"I heard that you didn't leave the dormitory all day, so I came to check on you, and I found you lying on the bed with a hideous face... What's wrong? Did you have that nightmare again?"

Nightmare...

Turning his head in confusion, Lu Mingfei looked around.

He didn't leave the room, nor did he go to any church to attend any funeral, nor did he see any group of people paying their respects...From beginning to end, everything was an extremely real dream he had.