Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 19 Guderian's Ingenious Plan, An Mingfei, and Fukuyama Masafumi's Quick Wit - S-Ra

Guderian and Masafumi Fukuyama carried Lu Mingfei out of the study, and Lu Mingfei could hear their extremely excited voices.

He wasn't listening closely because he was staring at the dragon in the jar, thinking how awesome it would be to ride that thing and wreak havoc.

It ended with Masashi Fukuyama congratulating Guderian and Guderian laughing heartily.

Then Guderian, beaming, walked back to his study and patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder forcefully as he spoke.

"Hahaha! Mingfei! Let me tell you this! As long as you study hard, I'll cover all your drinking for four years of college! Drink as much as you want! Drink anytime, anywhere! Just let me know beforehand if you're too drunk to go to sleep!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei stood up excitedly and gave the other person a hug, patting Guderian's back gently.

"Professor! You are my Bai Qi! Han Xin! Zhou Yafu! Having you is like the Duke of Zhou getting Lü Wang, or the King of Han getting Zhang Liang!!!"

Because he could understand what was being said, Masashi Fukuyama, who was cursed by knowledge, frowned deeply.

The two hugged happily for a while, and Guderian spoke with a gleam in his eyes.

"I've already prepared for your training plan! We have 'Introduction to Dragon Genealogy,' 'Level 1 Magical Mechanical Design,' 'Level 1 Alchemy Chemistry,' and for foreign languages, we'll take 'Old Norse.' For physical education, we can choose Tai Chi. So we'll have thirteen credits, making us invincible!"

Having said all that, Guderian spoke as if he had grasped something.

"For every credit you earn, I'll take you to the principal and vice-principal's wine cellar to get some really awesome wine!"

Lu Mingfei immediately thought it was impressive; the principal's wine couldn't be ordinary. He then revealed a determined look that greatly pleased Guderian.

"What else is there to say, Professor? I'll just take those credits!"

Masashi Fukuyama glanced at the broken wooden door and had a feeling that his workload would increase significantly because of Lu Mingfei.

The three of them walked out of the study together. Outside was a sunny lawn, a scarlet cobblestone path, and a castle-like complex of buildings, very European in style.

The pigeons flying back and forth reminded Lu Mingfei of the carrier pigeon system from the Three Kingdoms period, which was eventually phased out because even scouts couldn't fly as fast.

Then a shrill alarm suddenly sounded, unusually loud, which made Lu Mingfei realize that the campus was still deserted except for the three of them.

"The dragons even know to attack your stronghold? It seems your school is as safe as Hogwarts."

"Stop thinking about your Harry Potter! Hurry up and find some cover! They're about to start!"

Masashi Fukuyama shouted, while Lu Mingfei looked completely bewildered, glancing around blankly.

Then they saw a group of people dressed in black and holding M4s. Some of the guys who looked like they worked in the same department as the guys in the school's administrative office seemed to be trying to stop them, but the black M4s were raised and fired, and the guys fell down one after another.

"It looks really bad."

This level of tension wasn't enough to trigger battlefield PTSD in Lu Mingfei, but he was already fully prepared and on edge.

So before the black M4 could be aimed at them, Lu Mingfei had already slipped into a narrow passage, carrying one in each hand.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on here?"

Unfortunately, the sound of firing was too loud, so the two men didn't hear Lu Mingfei's voice clearly and just shouted at each other.

The student council president is suspected of wanting to lose credits, but he's a rich kid who plays with pants, so he doesn't care about his low GPA.

...What does this have to do with the current gunfight?

Just as the two were shouting, a bullet came flying over. Lu Mingfei temporarily regretted using this narrow passage as a hiding place. He pulled Guderian, who was about to be shot, so that Guderian was only hit in the arm.

So the old-looking suit got a bullet hole, blood flowed out, and Professor Guderian collapsed to the ground.

"No way, is it that serious? If your arm got hit, you could have run on your legs, how come you're paralyzed?"

But Professor Guderian only became more and more sluggish, and he looked at Lu Mingfei with difficulty.

"Remember to fill out the course selection form..."

"Professor! Professor!"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but hug his long-term drinking ticket and start howling.

"Professor!!! You died so tragically!! Your student is so sorry!!! Quack—wait?"

Because he was holding the other person, Lu Mingfei could clearly feel the other person's pulse beating strongly, so he pried open the other person's eyelids and checked the wound on his arm.

Then, somewhat awkwardly, he looked at Masashi Fukuyama, who was watching him howl.

"So you guys are playing live-action CS with tranquilizer darts?"

"The students call it Freedom Day, and there are great rewards for winning."

Masashi Fukuyama crouched down, using Guderian's "corpse" to block a stray bullet, and drew his pistol to change the magazine, becoming wary. His words moved Lu Mingfei.

"What reward? A month's use of the principal's wine cellar?"

Fukuyama Masashi thought to himself, "Is there nothing else in your head besides alcohol?"

"A spot in the finals of a competition, a year's use of a venue, and a girl you're pursuing who has to maintain a relationship with you for three months."

"The students at this school are more boring than I imagined. I'll just take a bullet and sleep it off."

The counselor noticed that the esteemed S-class was not interested, and hearing this idea filled him with extreme fear. When he was awake, he would hold back when hitting someone, but if he fell asleep, Professor Guderian might get killed by his blows.

As for why he wasn't the one who got struck down, it's because he'd rather die than see his fellow Daoists perish; he would definitely stay far away.

Masashi Fukuyama's mind raced, and suddenly! As if a lightbulb had suddenly gone off in his head, Masashi Fukuyama roared.

"But if you acquire the rights to that venue and sell it to that student council president, he can get you any kind of alcohol you can imagine, and even things you can't! He's fucking rich and powerful!"

Seeing Lu Mingfei's eyes growing brighter, Fukuyama Masashi thought to himself, "That's right." As long as he could get this big shot out of the narrow passage, even if he was beaten to sleep, at least he and Guderian's lives would be saved!

"Give me the gun. Do you have the bullets?"

Without hesitation, Masashi Fukuyama pulled out all the bullets he had, known as Friga bullets, and handed them to Lu Mingfei along with his PPK pistol.

Lu Mingfei calmly took the pistol, reached out and aimed at a black M4, and then...

"boom!!!"

The sound and recoil were similar to those of a NM cannon, which made Lu Mingfei's wrist go numb slightly when he wasn't prepared, and the person he had aimed at fell to the ground.

The power of the pistol brought a bright smile to Lu Mingfei's face. He gave Fukuyama Masashi a thumbs-up, then tilted his head to dodge the bullet. Unfortunately, the psychological counselor didn't dodge it.

Lu Mingfei made the sign of the cross at him.

"I'll share a drink with you later."