Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 506 Negotiation (2)

The blade sank into Pompeii's chest. Pompeii was particularly surprised that a weapon of this material could break his defense.

Just at this moment the door of the room was pushed open.

Han Qiu and Pompey were chatting so seriously that they didn't notice Caesar's arrival, and the barrier blocking the sound was broken.

In order to cover up what was happening, Han Qiu took the initiative to hug Pompeii and sent the blade deeper.

Although he was very reluctant, Pompey still cooperated and hugged Han Qiu with a faint smile on his face.

"Son, why are you here?" he asked.

Caesar looked at the two of them in confusion, "Dad, what are you doing..."

"Oh, I was talking to Mr. Han about Loki. We had the same attitude towards some of the evil things Loki had done, and we were so excited about it that we hugged each other." Pompey said, clearly feeling the blade twisting in his chest.

Han Qiu turned his back to Caesar and said, "That's right, Caesar, Patriarch Pompeii and I both think that Loki's human form should be a handsome boy."

"You guys are really weird." Caesar didn't care about Pompey's affairs. Even if Pompey's sexual orientation changed to male, Caesar would think it was normal. "Dad, the college's funding for rebuilding the Chen family has not come down yet, what should I do?"

"Just hurry up on this matter, son." Pompey just wanted to send Caesar away quickly.

"I've urged them, but the progress can't be delayed because of this little money," said Caesar.

"Let the family allocate some money. You will marry Nuonuo sooner or later anyway, so it's okay to spend some money on the Chen family." Pompey said.

"Okay, then I'll leave first, you guys continue chatting." Caesar walked out the door.

"Remember to open the door next time you come in." Han Qiu reminded.

The sound of a door closing was heard and the barrier was rebuilt.

Pompey pushed Han Qiu away with great force, knocking over tables and chairs.

The wound on the chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I thought you were just a telepath."

Han Qiu looked at the dagger in his hand. It was crudely made, and the edge of the blade was corroded by Pompey's blood. "I am a beginner in alchemy technology, and I am still unskilled. I need to rely on the help of the Word Spirit, otherwise you would be hurt more seriously."

"This weapon won't kill me," Pompey said with a smile.

"I don't intend to take your life. If I want to kill you, I will bring my own weapon." Han Qiu put down the dagger.

Like magic, the moment the dagger left his hand, it turned into a spoon again, but it was shorter and smaller than before.

"If you can't meet my demands, I will have to kill you, even if it's troublesome." Han Qiu said: "I don't need wealth, power, or women. I have strength, and a lot of it, and there will be more in the future. You can't give me what I lack, but you can help me and fight for it with me. Pompey, I hope you can understand that it's me who wants to talk to you, not me begging you to talk."

"What to talk about?"

Han Qiu rolled his eyes, "What are you talking about, love? You're a stud and I'm not. If you want to be in a relationship, I can give you a plane ticket to Hawaii, which will just make room for me, so I can kill a lot of money."

"You're joking." Pompey couldn't figure out whether Han Qiu was really angry or just pretending to be angry. "I was just kidding you. I know very well that we are discussing cooperation."

"I'm not in the mood to joke now." Han Qiu snorted coldly.

"But your request is really excessive." Pompey was helpless, "I really can't agree to it."

"What can't you agree to?" Han Qiu asked.

"You are the master." Pompeii said, "I am not Jörmungandr. I can't stand it."

"If you can't bear it, then beat me."

"Can't you take another step back?" Pompey panicked when he saw Han Qiu standing up. "Just treat the negotiation as it should be, okay?"

"What do you think it should look like?" Han Qiu asked again.

"Be calm, like me."

"You are middle-aged, and I am young." Han Qiu said, "Young people are so calm, can they be considered young people?"

"..."

"Let's take it one step at a time. First of all, can you cancel the attempt to usurp the throne?" Han Qiu said, "Even if you don't cancel it, I will stop you. This is good for you."

"Can I ask why? Is it because of Chen Motong?" Pompey asked.

"Do you think I'm attracted to Chen Motong?" Han Qiu took a sip of tea. "It fits the thinking of a stud, but I'm not a stud. The reason for this incident is the same as when I was in Japan. It's not for a certain person, but for a group of people."

"But have you ever considered that once the plan to usurp the throne is cancelled, Nidhogg's resurrection is a foregone conclusion. You don't know the horror of Ragnarok, nor do you know the pressure of Nidhogg."

"Who told you I don't know? I know it very well, so I am sure." Han Qiu raised his glass with tea instead of wine.

He had never seen Nidhogg, but Mr. Han had. So he could just ask Mr. Han how powerful he was.

Mr. Han’s experience is the same as Han Qiu’s experience, there is no difference.

"It's not as simple as you think. Even if you kill Nidhogg, if no new Black King is born, Nidhogg will continue to resurrect. This will only postpone Ragnarok, not end it." Pompey explained.

"I know these things through your memory." Han Qiu didn't want to listen to nonsense.

Nidhogg is bound to the World Tree, which is why Nidhogg cannot be killed.

The only throne, standing at the top of this world, is bound by rules.

No one knows how many eggs the Black King has, and no one knows which one he will be resurrected in. Each one contains power.

Pompey and Li Wuyue had been running around for years and only managed to collect four. There were originally five, but one was taken away by Menech Cassel.

Even if all the eggs are destroyed, Nidhogg will be able to crawl out from under the roots of the world tree.

The only one who can destroy the World Tree is Nidhogg on the throne, or to be more precise, the Black King.

The old Black King died, and a new Black King was born. If there was no new king on the throne, then the old king would be the default king.

"Since you know these things, you shouldn't deny my plan. The winner in the prophecy is the new Black King, the image of a human being. We dragons are destined to be buried in history." Pompey said bluntly: "If I were a human, Caesar would not be the protagonist of this plan."

"You are so good to your son. You sent him to be the Black King. Before that, you even asked him to slay a dragon, but he suddenly transformed himself into a dragon." Han Qiu clapped his hands. "Excellent, beautiful."

"He doesn't understand. When he knows these things, he will understand my good intentions."

"Then aren't you afraid that some half-bloods will hunt down your son in the future?"

"Whether it's dragons, hybrids, or ordinary humans, the goal is to safely survive Ragnarok."

"In other words, you think these three groups can coexist." Han Qiu's eyes flashed.

"It is based on the premise of the huge disaster of Nidhogg. As for what will happen after the disaster, that is another story."

Han Qiu gave a thumbs up, "Great minds think alike, so I can't agree with your plan."