Chapter 500 Please call me by my title, Master

As Theresa finished her words, everyone fell into deep thought.

After a while, Fu Ming scratched his head and asked tentatively:

"Um...how about we summon it again?"

Xiaozhi's eyes lit up and he agreed:

"good idea!"

So, Fu took a deep breath and shouted loudly:

"Come out! Shenlong!"

As his voice fell, the sky became overcast again, with lightning and thunder.

However, this time, the dragon did not appear. Everyone looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"What's going on? Why is there no response? Is it broken?"

Fu Ming frowned, puzzled.

While everyone was talking, suddenly, a piece of music rang out, sometimes low and gentle, sometimes passionate and surging.

"The music is playing again!" Kiana exclaimed in surprise.

As the music progresses, the lyrics gradually become clearer:

"Past Tides

Etch my scars into dragon scales

Storms brewing in the breath

Blood Roots

Under my skin, intertwined into destiny...

Then the music entered its climax.

"Rip the body and set it free,

The roar of thunder,

Shaking the heart and soul,

Stormy sea.

..."

Just when the music reached its climax, the dragon that had been delayed for a long time finally put on its clothes and appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, his face was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple, as if the previous embarrassing incident had never happened.

Afterwards, the dragon slowly floated into the air, its robe fluttering in the wind, giving people an otherworldly feeling.

Then, he looked down at the people on the ground from a high position, exuding a majestic and mysterious aura, and said:

"I will grant you any wish...say what you wish for."

The dragon's voice was like a huge bell, echoing in everyone's ears.

Kiana asked curiously:

"Can any wish really come true?"

The dragon nodded and promised:

"Yes."

Hearing Shenlong's affirmative answer, Fu Ming pondered for a moment, then said with a serious face:

"I hope that this world will always be peaceful, without war, collapse and disaster."

However, Shenlong's expression suddenly became somewhat awkward, his brows slightly frowned, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction, he glared at Fu Ming and said unhappily:

"Funny mud go pee, change one."

Seeing this, Fu Ming folded his hands in front of his chest and asked expressionlessly:

"Did you just scold me?"

Shenlong waved his hands quickly and denied it:

"No, no, no, you must have heard it wrong. I am your creation. Scolding you is the same as scolding myself. How could I scold myself——"

Shenlong's tone was extremely firm, as if he believed in what he said.

Fu Ming stared at the dragon in front of him that looked exactly like himself. Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he reluctantly accepted this explanation.

He Fu Ming turned to look at Kiana and said:

"Well, in that case, Kiana, just tell me what you wish for."

Kiana stood there quietly, an indescribable complex expression on her face.

When she thought about seeing the mother she had never met before, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible force, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The same is not only true for Kiana.

Although Kiana☆, who is already a wife, looks calm on the surface, her hands, which are holding Fu Ming's arms, are actually clenched slightly, showing her inner unrest.

During this short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through the minds of the two Kianas:

Would my mother dislike me...

These worries were like dark clouds hanging over their hearts, making her feel even heavier.

However, Kiana did not let these negative emotions last too long. She took a deep breath, as if to spit out all the uneasiness and doubts.

As for Kiana☆, with Fu Ming comforting her, her nervous mood was relieved.

Just as Kiana took a step forward and was about to speak out her wish, Otto suddenly stood in front of her.

Otto knelt on one knee devoutly, with his right hand on his chest, staring straight at the dragon in front of him, and said respectfully:

"Dear Shenlong, please resurrect the Saint Kallen Kaslana from five hundred years ago!"

As Otto made a wish, in just a moment, Fu Ming and Xiao Shi grabbed Otto's collar like lightning, and threw him backwards. Then, their feet fell on Otto's body as densely as raindrops.

Fu Ming kept muttering:

"I know you're in a hurry, but please don't be so impatient. Do you understand what first come first served means? Kiana hasn't even spoken yet, and you're rushing to cut in line. Do you have any sense of public morality?"

Xiao Zhi was not to be outdone, kicking Otto hard while shouting at Fu Hua:

"Old antique, come and kick this ungrateful guy together!"

Fu Hua stood aside, looking at Otto on the ground, feeling a little hesitant.

She knew that this might not be appropriate, but seeing Xiao Shi and Fu Ming's angry faces, she finally decided to join this "melee".

Fu Hua quickly walked to Otto, raised her foot, and kicked him without hesitation. Her movements were swift and decisive, as if she had been holding back on this kick for a long time.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The three of them shouted in unison, their voices intertwined in the empty space, forming a strange "harmony".

Just like that, Otto was caught off guard by this sudden attack and could only cover his head tightly with his hands, trying to block the kicks from the three men.

However, this did not have much effect, and the body could only roll on the ground continuously, looking very embarrassed.

As everyone was watching San Fu kicking Otto, Otto's wish was quietly fulfilled.

Not far away, a white figure appeared out of nowhere. It was the Saint Karen, the person Otto dreamed of resurrecting.

Karin slowly opened her eyes and looked around in confusion, as if she hadn't figured out what was going on.

Then she raised her hand and touched her stomach, where there should have been a huge wound caused by being pierced by the Honkai beast.

However, at this moment her stomach has returned to normal without any scars.

Karen couldn't help but feel very surprised. Looking at the unfamiliar environment, she was filled with doubts:

"Where is this? Where are my wounds? Is this the afterlife?"

Just when Karen was full of doubts, the sound of ping-pong not far away interrupted her thoughts.

Looking in the direction of the sound, among the crowd, only a touch of gold caught Kallen's attention.

Karen's eyes lit up and she said:

"Judas?!"

So she walked straight to Theresa who was carrying Judas, patted her shoulder gently, smiled friendly, and asked softly:

"Little boy, what happened here? And where did the cross on your back come from?"

Theresa was startled by the sudden slap. She turned her head sharply and said with an unhappy look on her face:

"Nothing, it's just that my grandfather cut in line and caused dissatisfaction, and he was beaten up by a few people. As for Judas, of course it was my grandfather who gave it to me.

Also, please address me by my title here, and call me Principal."

But when Theresa saw Kallen's face clearly, she suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart, and her originally stiff tone became a little stammering.

"You...you are...Saint Kallen?!"

After she finished speaking, Theresa looked at Kallen with a tense face, her heart pounding.

And when Karen noticed Theresa's appearance, she was also slightly stunned.

She stared at the lovely little girl in front of her, and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in her heart.

This feeling was so strong that Kallen felt as if there was some kind of blood bond between her and Theresa, just like a family member.