The night wind on Lake Michigan blows through the bustling city.

The streets not far away were brightly lit, and English songs were playing on the speakers in front of the stores. Crowds of people gathered further away, and the laughter carried far away with the night wind, attracting more pedestrians.

Lu Mingfei was sitting on the top of a tall building. He opened a can of beer he had just bought and took a sip. Hui Liyi held the beer in both hands and drank it in small sips. His brows were slightly furrowed. It was obvious that he was not very used to beer.

taste.

They were sitting on the edge, with their feet dangling in the air, and cans of beer beside them. The lights of the city could not reach the top of the building, and the night clouds were surging majestically above their heads.

Lu Mingfei suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Lake Michigan. Looking from here, they could see the glimmering lake surface at night. White sailboats parked side by side on the shore, and some lights fell on the sparkling lake surface.

There is a cruise ship sailing under the night, and the passengers on the deck are admiring Lake Michigan under the night...

The gentle night wind came from afar and gently enveloped the two of them.

Eriyi suddenly hummed softly, her voice as ethereal and pure as glass, and there was an inexplicable sadness in the melody. Lu Mingfei recognized that this was the song "Forget Me Not", a song that a certain guy claimed to have written by himself.

He also hummed softly, accompanying Eri Yi, his voice was soft and melodious, and the originally messy and lingering threads in his mind were slowly separated and disintegrated, fading like bubbles in his heart.

The meaning of the lyrics of this song is ambiguous. It seems to be saying goodbye to an unknown friend, but also seems to be confused about why human beings always hurt each other. It is as sad as an elegy.

Today, Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that he had ignored an important layer from beginning to end.

Whether it was in his previous life or in his new life to this day, there was an important layer of things that he had ignored or even forgotten.

He always believed that he was on the right path, doing his best and almost greedily embracing all the priceless things that had been lost. He was reversing all the tragedies that could be undone, and saving those friends who had formed important bonds with him.

This is what he thought and what he did.

This world cannot stop the pace of a reborn person. He runs hard, crossing the mountains, rivers, flowers, snow and moon on the way, trampling on the damn fate, just to no longer leave any regrets, so that every important person can stand again.

beside him.

But today.

Lu Mingfei, who was recalling certain scenes, suddenly remembered something important.

It’s not just everyone in the previous life who has formed a deep bond with him, it’s not just senior brother Kaisa Fengo, it’s not just senior sister Eriyi Xia Mi, it’s not just Lu Mingze...

He forgot that he had another identity.

He is the king of the dragon clan.

He is the supreme monarch of the dragon clan, and countless dragon clans have prostrated under his throne, taking it as a lifelong honor to listen to his teachings.

Even if he is sitting alone in that empty and cold hall, there will be a man who travels around the world every year, bringing him flowers and knowledge from far away, making him bronze wind chimes to decorate the hall, and telling him what he has seen during this trip.

Scenery...

His name is Smith.

He is one of the priests in the priest's palace, responsible for surveying the world's topographic changes and species statistics for his king, but his king once forgot about him.

Lu Mingfei sat on the edge of the rooftop and looked up. The airflow of the entire city and the night sky above seemed to be rushing towards him at this moment. He vaguely saw countless familiar and friendly faces in the grand night wind. They

Either kneeling in front of him with a fanatical look, or hanging wind chimes in the empty hall with a warm smile, or stubbornly arguing in front of him, just to compete for the right to sacrifice next year, or

Her face was calm and indifferent, and she paid no attention to the former's struggle for power. She just reminded her Majesty in a friendly way that this year's Dragon God Festival is about to begin. May I ask if His Majesty is ready?

Lu Mingfei suddenly smiled bitterly.

He once owned the entire world and generously shared it with his people, but unfortunately, the reborn king forgot his people over the long years.

And those familiar faces are Hephitus, Horus, Smith, Adjou, Ofina... and old friends who have known each other for countless years.

As members of the Priest Hall, they are the dragon clan closest to Gao Tian.

Perhaps they sublimated their respect for him into a fanatical belief and did not dare to take a single step in front of him, but over a long period of time, they still formed a deep bond.

Lu Mingfei took a sip of beer. He let go of his mental strength and allowed the alcohol to erode his reason, as if this could suppress the old memories that were still pouring out endlessly from the depths of his memory.

…

In the drunken dusk, a silver-haired woman wearing a priest's robe pushed open the door and entered. She bowed slightly and asked His Majesty in a calm tone to come forward to participate in the last moment of the sacrificial ceremony.

…

Her name is Ofina, the third high priest of the Dragon Clan, who is responsible for presiding over daily sacrifices and conveying oracles.

When Lu Mingfei saw Aofina's face clearly in his memory, he suddenly realized why he felt inexplicably familiar when he saw King Bai that day.

If he remembered correctly, Frisis had been pursuing Ofina back then, but Ofina had always had a lukewarm attitude towards anyone, even towards his majesty.

In the end, Ofina died in that chaotic battle, and also died in front of him.

The person who killed her was none other than Frisis.

He still remembered the painful and crazy face of Frixis at that moment, but this was the price for being a king, and he had already warned him...

After that, Ofina never appeared again. The news came from the mouth of Horus.

As one of the dragon high priests, Ofina certainly has her own cocoon, but in the tens of millions of years since then, Horus has traveled to every corner of the world, but has never found Ofina's whereabouts. Maybe she

Her soul has returned to the elemental sea and turned into a bubble in it. Or perhaps she is hiding in a corner of the world, living a secluded life unknown to others.

Lu Mingfei slowly closed his eyes.

He suddenly missed the female priest who always had an expressionless face in the past, and sometimes said with a straight face, please don't ignore the people who must attend the sacrificial ceremony. She was so unique among all dragon clans, and she always took care of the priest's temple inside and outside.

Well-organized, just like the housekeeper in some comics.

At that time, Phrysis was exploring the unknown Nibelungen all year round; Horus was in charge of the Dragon Code, patrolling the world and supervising the world on his behalf; Hephitos was obsessed with the study of alchemy, and was busy asking questions in his free time.

Talented dragons teach alchemy.

Among the four high priests, only Aofina was so busy that she could not have a moment of peace.

The priests under the high priest do not have the right to meet him directly. For example, Smith is only qualified to meet him once a year, unless he takes the initiative to summon him.

An ancient person like Edcho, in addition to the daily duties of a priest, is also responsible for... taking care of children.

In a sense, if the senior brother comes to Chicago on this trip, it seems inevitable that he will call me father-in-law.

The first generation of species were almost all born without fathers and mothers. Their souls were born from the elemental sea and descended to the sky. There are only some exceptions, such as the ocean and water, which came directly from the division of their father Niord.

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Edjo was responsible for taking care of Fenrir and Jormungandr when they were born.

Lu Mingfei's thoughts slowly dispersed with the night breeze blowing from the outdoor cafe not far away.

He gradually remembered many details, including the daily life of many dragons.

Dragons, like humans, are all children born in this world. They have their own living habits and follow the habits of the ethnic group. Their world is not just about war and killing.

Edjo took Fenrir and Jormungandr to the Bronze Palace to meet him.

This is a day that every newly born first-generation race must go through. Only by gaining the attention of the Lord of Heaven can they wear the glory that the first-generation race deserves and become the rulers of the Dragon Clan.

Lu Mingfei remembered many details. For example, when the brother and sister had not yet transformed into human form, the younger junior sister held Adejo's calf and hid behind her head to look at him.

Like...

Lu Mingfei glanced at the little boy lying on the other side of Hui Liyi.

After he glanced at it, the red dragon cub quietly stuck its head out and immediately retracted its head, trembling, with tears of grievance rolling in its big dragon eyes.

Gee, I really want to take a photo and send it to my junior sister so that she can see what I looked like when I was a child.

"Click."

Lu Mingfei put down the camera with a look on his face, "My heart is as calm as water."

However, he did not rush to send it to his junior sister. Instead, he fell into a state of trance again. Fragments of memories came one after another. He had no time to sort out the files and was overwhelmed by them.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei even wondered if the guy was retaliating for his previous stalking and gave him all the memories he wanted.

And as he recalled more and more scenes, his mood became more and more peaceful, with a little sadness, but also an indescribable beauty.

He once felt that he had nothing, but in fact this was wrong. He had never lost everything, but he had forgotten the priceless things he once had.

The bonds he has are not only with Eriri and others, but also with all dragon clans headed by Smith and others.

Even Frisius.

Lu Mingfei suddenly noticed that his shoulders were sinking slightly. He turned around and smiled dumbly. It turned out that Eryi was lying on his shoulders and fell asleep.

He did not disturb Eri Yi. With her current physique, she would not be infected with cold or other diseases from sleeping outside.

He watched Chicago tonight, looking at the grandeur behind the night clouds above his head, immersed in those beautiful memories.

He recalled the whole night like this, sometimes looking nostalgic, sometimes shaking his head in silence, sometimes sighing, sometimes frowning and then suddenly smiling, as if it took millions of years to understand a certain joke someone told back then.

As he thought of more and more pictures and dragon queens, he began to think about how he should face his former people now.

This is a question worth thinking about for a long time.

Time passed quietly bit by bit.

He watched from night to dawn.

The early morning light has not completely penetrated the mist above Chicago. There is a light layer of fog hanging over the entire city, and the red but not dazzling sun rises from the horizon.

Eriyi stretched out and let out a long moan. She looked at Lu Mingfei, who had been acting as a human pillow all night, and with a slightly red cheek, she reached out and wiped the wet patch on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.
To be continued...