bookbashuk Chapter 137 So I'm a King Too
Chapter 137 So I'm a King Too
Chapter 137 So I'm a King Too
Caesar awoke from his bed.
He had a very, very bad dream.
I dreamt that he was wearing extremely tasteless clothes, had an extremely bad hairstyle, rode an extremely bad motorcycle, and danced an extremely bad dance to extremely bad music.
That makes absolutely no sense.
To dream of these things is far more terrifying and horrifying than encountering a murderer with a hundred thousand lives!
After all, he's an ultimate chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer, and he doesn't really hate the nickname because it means he's a king among chuunibyou.
That's right, Caesar is that kind of person, surrounded by a huge, shining halo. Even as a beggar, he's the king of beggars.
But five consecutive servings of extremely poor quality are still too much to bear.
Then he got up, washed up, got dressed, and went downstairs.
Norton Hall also serves as the venue for student council activities.
It's not that Caesar couldn't afford to rent additional land; after all, he directly rented the entire Amber Pavilion and gave it all to Lu Mingfei to use as a wine cellar.
His reason for choosing the Norton Pavilion to accommodate both sites was very simple.
It's so simple that it can be summed up in just two words.
"Awesome."
Because the Norton House is the most prestigious house, the most prestigious person like him lives here.
Because the Norton Hall is the most prestigious hall, its most prestigious clubs naturally want to operate in this most prestigious place.
Everything he owns has to be the best.
Aside from the fact that the most outstanding Lu Mingfei wasn't in the student council, his achievements at Kassel College were practically perfect.
But it's actually better not to be in the student council.
Because things gained through conquest are more fulfilling, and men are born to climb mountains.
Lu Mingfei is like Nuonuo, a mountain worthy of a man like him to climb.
Of course, there's nothing wrong with his sexual orientation; he's just incredibly awesome.
And Caesar, a man whose entire being exudes awesomeness, awesomeness, and the ultimate awesomeness, agreed to participate in such a grand event as the Academy Star, so naturally he had to come up with the most awesome thing.
Speaking of which, he asked me to pick out a nice outfit yesterday, but I don't know how it went.
So Caesar went downstairs and saw a suit of armor.
The enormous golden armor, adorned with sapphire blue patterns, had shoulder guards that looked like wine jars used by Lu Mingfei, large enough to fit his head.
"What is this?"
"Is this the outfit you wore to the Academy Star competition? Isn't it cool? The entire club unanimously approved it."
Caesar stared at the armor.
The enormous golden shoulder armor gleamed under the lights with a luster that seemed to say, "I am not clothes, I am faith." The sapphire blue patterns seemed to deliberately provoke all unassuming humans, and even the knee armor was so exaggerated that it looked like it could spark in a corridor.
He suddenly had a very bad feeling.
"Who did it?"
He spoke those three words in a very flat tone, but the student council members collectively and subconsciously looked in a certain direction, like a group of soldiers hearing their general ask who fired the shots—everyone wanted to live.
..
Then the member reluctantly spoke up.
"It was Sister Nuonuo who made it, boss."
oh.
That's not surprising, that's not surprising at all.
So it was Nono who made it, hahaha.
Caesar did not smile.
But he did smile inwardly.
It's that kind of "I knew it" laugh.
Nono is someone who never does things the way expected.
She prioritizes creating drama over getting the person killed. As for whether she'll get beaten to death by the person in question, that depends on whether the person is her boyfriend.
Unfortunately, she was never afraid of this.
Caesar took a deep breath and pointed to the armor.
"So what exactly is this armor?"
The student council members immediately perked up as if they had finally waited for this moment!
One of the bespectacled guys stepped forward, his voice carrying a sense of "I can finally turn my geek knowledge into political capital."
The excitement.
"Boss! That's Gilgamesh's armor from the Fate series!"
Caesar...
He really wanted to say that he was asking questions like "What style is this? What occasions can it be worn? Why does the shoulder armor look like a wine jar?" But starting with this group, the next few otaku who stood up had clearly entered an uninterrupted speech mode.
"Gilgamesh!"
"Humanity's oldest king!"
"The Golden Rule! Gate of Babylon! Glittering Gold!"
When the man said the words "golden and shiny," he even subconsciously raised his hand and made a nonsensical gesture.
"Boss, think about it!"
Ah, does he want to? What does he want to do?
Several otaku spoke up excitedly.
"Gilgamesh is the oldest king! He is a king, and so are you! You are all kings!"
"Moreover, he was entirely golden, dazzling, domineering, and arrogant, as was you."
Caesar's brow twitched.
The phrase "arrogant and disdainful of others" was used by the other party as if it were a compliment, which sounded very subtle.
He raised his hand to interrupt.
"stop."
Caesar looked at the member.
"Are you sure this is right for me, and not for Lu Mingfei?"
After all, Lu Mingfei was indeed domineering, after all, he was a student who had killed two dragons in succession.
After he was beheaded, he lay floating on the Yangtze River. When everyone went to retrieve him, Lu Mingfei's eyes were filled with the emotion of "Oh, that's how it is, how boring."
Domineering, arrogant, and without even a dragon.
As for its brilliance, his snow-white bejeweled robe was indeed very dazzling.
The member was stunned.
He clearly didn't expect that a variable named Lu Mingfei would suddenly appear in the formula "Golden Glamour = King = Caesar".
Caesar is really senile, actually letting Lu Mingfeian in.
But he couldn't deny it, because Lu Mingfei really did seem like the kind of person who, because of his arrogance, would simply crush everyone with sheer numbers.
After all, Lu Mingfei often does this.
They vaguely remembered that Lu Mingfei practiced Tai Chi with the teacher in physical education class and then elbowed the teacher, who was about to teach Lu Mingfei a lesson with a light touch.
Yes, domineering and arrogant.
So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue speaking.
"It's different, boss."
"The essence of Gilgamesh is the feeling of a king, and you, you also have the feeling of a king!!!"
Other otaku echoed this sentiment.
"Yeah, boss! Gilgamesh is the oldest and strongest chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) in human history, and you're the strongest chuunibyou in modern times! The oldest vs. the most modern! Who else but you can play this role?!"
Ah, so that's what they were waiting for him to do. Actually, all that nonsense was just a cover-up. It's just because he's a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), right?
That's quite interesting.
Caesar remained silent.
He laughed heartily and then admitted it, saying, "Oh dear! You guys were right about me, I am the ultimate chuunibyou!"
But as he looked at the armor, only one thought occupied his mind—
His dream last night, a series of five extremely tasteless dreams, has now come true.
It might be a prophecy.
Moreover, the originator of the prophecy was a quirky little witch.