Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 709 Gattuso (2)

Caesar felt the force coming from Pompey's palm.

That hand seemed to have grasped his fate by the throat. The power was beyond Caesar's understanding, and Pompey twisted the muzzle of the gun.

And all this seemed to be done with great ease by Pompeii.

"Perhaps I just doted on you too much, which is why you became like this." Pompey said sternly, "You are really ignorant. You are still like this after all these years."

Pompey continued, "Do you think I really don't love your mother? Indeed, I don't think it can be considered love for her. It's just because of your existence that I love her and her family."

"Do you think your rebellion and your so-called justice are something great? You have never known your own mission. You are muddle-headed and regard the love of your family as a bondage, and take our gifts for granted."

"If you were half as obedient as Percy, I would feel much more relaxed. Do you think the family's indulgence of you is the result of your rebellion? Even the Kassel Academy you want to go to is arranged by the family, and even Chen Motong is the bride I chose for you."

"The road you walk on is the road paved for you by the family. The rebellious game you play is the game scene set up by the family. Can you get rid of the three words Gattuso with just one sentence? Do you know that Gattuso is my hard work and you are my pride? Without my permission, your escape is like running around in the house."

"I hope you understand, Caesar, that what you are about to do is the right and just thing. This justice is greater than your ridiculous gentlemanly demeanor. You are the savior. I can indulge you in some games, but now is not the time to indulge you."

The self-blame from the father is also a consolation to his son.

The more Pompey spoke, the clearer the wind was beside Caesar.

The wind carried Caesar to talk with Pompey face to face, leaving no chance for Caesar to escape.

"Am I qualified to ask?" Caesar held on, trying to keep himself upright. He already had some answers in his heart.

The dragon's might that is blowing towards you is the answer. How can a hybrid possess such majesty?

Caesar only remembered Norton as someone with such majesty, not even an emperor like Uesugi Yue.

The sense of oppression brought about by the difference in bloodlines is different from dragon power.

"Yes, before Chen Motong was brought back." Pompey replied.

"What's the matter with Gattuso, and what's the matter with you?" Caesar asked, "Are you really my father?"

"Of course I am your father. As for Gattuso, it is a family created by me. It is my family." Pompey replied and taught, "You are so naive even in asking questions, Caesar. If you have any guesses, then ask directly. I can see your trembling, and you can also feel this majesty. Yes, I am indeed a dragon."

It was a direct enough answer. Whether it was angry or honest, it was the first time that Pompey revealed his true identity in front of Caesar.

Such an expression also brought unnecessary trouble to Pompeii. Many of the guests turned pale, and when they heard the word "dragon", they stood up and assumed a fighting stance as if they were suffering from stress syndrome.

Pompey doesn't need to deal with the trouble personally. The king has his own battlefield, and ants are not worthy of being dealt with by the king himself.

Gattuso's old men showed no surprise at this incident. A few guests stood up with dull expressions and started fighting with those ignorant guys.

These chaos had no effect on the conversation between Pompey and Caesar, and the unknown realm enveloped the father and son.

No one dares to approach and no one can approach. This area represents death, and the pure wind will tear apart anyone who steps in.

Only the lucky ones who were pardoned by the freedmen could be exempted. Caesar did not need luck, as his status was enough for Pompey to let him go unconditionally.

But the majesty exists, and Pompey made Caesar feel this majesty clearly.

Even though Caesar looked pale, Pompey remained the same.

"Do you feel it, Caesar? This is the power that dragons should have. Most of the secret party's dragon-slaying history is my dragon-slaying history. It was me who told them the way to deal with dragons time and time again. Dragons have weaknesses, but without the right weapons, half-bloods are not qualified to judge dragons' weaknesses. It was me who told those heroes in history how to make the Philosopher's Stone. Unfortunately, those half-bloods disappointed me. The method of making the Philosopher's Stone out of thin air was lost by these guys themselves, and later they only knew to extract it from the dragon bone cross."

Caesar asked with difficulty: "But I am... a human being, I am a human being!"

He roared, insisting on the fact that he was human.

"Does it matter? Can you ignore your identity for the sake of your friends? Is Lu Mingfei a human?" Pompey asked.

This sentence left Caesar speechless.

"You are the descendant of a pure-blooded dragon. You are special to history. Your uniqueness makes you extraordinary, so I think it's good for you to be a little rebellious. But now your rebellion is leading you to a path that is not excellent. I support your pursuit of excellent rebellion," Pompey said.

"Impossible, why? What's going on...are you the same as Herzog?" Caesar couldn't understand.

He didn't want to ask this, but his current state was very bad, so bad that he was a little incoherent.

"Herzog? He's just an experiment. He's the experiment I prepared for you to verify the feasibility of the road." Pompey put his hands on Caesar's shoulders. "As for me, son, I have never been a usurper. A real dragon, a pure-blooded dragon like Jörmungandr and Norton. It's hard to explain, this is my gift."

The father's forehead was close to his son's.

Memories begin to transfer through contact.

Caesar faced history head-on, and the history that the academy had spent so much effort studying was presented to his mind in this straightforward manner.

He saw another side of his father:

Wander around the world, looking for the eggs and hiding places of the first generation;

Often sitting under a half-rotten tree, fiddling with strange things;

Embracing the corpse of a young boy and slowly gnawing on it, tears of blood falling down his face;

An order was given to assassinate Percy, and another to clone Russia.

None of this matters. The identity of the man confirmed is that of the masked man riding eight groups of Pegasus and holding a magic gun.

"Odin...you are Odin..." Caesar's knees weakened and he knelt in front of Pompey.

He saw the whole picture of the plan. It was indeed a father's arrangement of his son's destiny, but it was also the helplessness of an ambitious man who was not qualified.

End the history of Nidhogg? Are you doing this for yourself or for the world? Father.

"That's right, son." Pompey patted Caesar's shoulder encouragingly. "This is the truth. Soon you will be above your father. It's time to tell you the truth."

Pompey was anticipating Caesar's excitement.