Tokyo: Parasite

Chapter 416 186: Three Sacred Artifacts
"How about our next target? Are we going to attack that old guy, the Emperor?"

Hiro Ozaki asked Tatsuya Kawakami about his next plans.

"I hope that he can clearly feel that his death is approaching, but he cannot escape it." Kawakami said lightly.

Hiro Ozaki raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this: "You are making it more difficult for yourself."

"Maybe. So if it's impossible, I will do it as soon as possible."

".It's not impossible. You know that many of those chaebols have committed many evil deeds, but are currently only imprisoned, and may not be sentenced to death in the end?"

"what do you mean?"

"Starting with them, the old guy Mikado will understand what it means."

Hiro Ozaki grinned.

Kawakami's eyes lit up slightly, and although he didn't say anything, he said it all.

"I hope he will have enough dignity and courage to die with his identity intact."

Bang!
Kyoto Imperial Palace.

The emperor broke his favorite white porcelain phoenix beard, but his face did not show the slightest bit of pain. Instead, it was full of anger and deep fear. He stood on the tatami, gasping for breath.

"What does Noguchi Takeshi mean?"

"He is going to rebel!"

"Kill the Prime Minister first, so the next step is to kill me? And the next step is to make my son announce his abdication, right?!"

"He is just a commoner, but he has achieved such power today. Isn't he satisfied? Does he have to force us all into a dead end?!"

"I am the Emperor! Not a subordinate of his Noguchi clan!"

After a hysterical roar, the emperor's eyes turned red, his chest heaved, his clenched fists gradually loosened, and reason slowly returned to his brain.

The confidant knelt respectfully with his head bowed, quietly waiting for the emperor to vent his anger, and then raised his head carefully: "Your Majesty, there are still many doubts about Abe Yasushi's assassination. Perhaps it was not arranged by Noguchi."

"No, it doesn't matter now whether it is true or not. Even if it is a frame-up or forced by the lower-ups, then it will be my turn next." The emperor slumped on the ground. After venting his anger, all that was left was the fear of death and the desire for life.

At this time, he regretted his original small action. He was desperate and turned to those useless remnants of the traditional faction for help. How dare the damn Sumitomo family boast about "clearing the court" and "returning power to the emperor" with such little ability?

He wiped the sweat off his face and looked at his confidant with hope: "Hey, what do you think? Can we negotiate peace now? I can fully support Noguchi in running for the election and become the new prime minister. I will support him in amending the constitution for life."

"Your Majesty!" The confidant raised his voice, "Please calm down first and don't lose your composure. I will meet with Noguchi on your behalf."

"Yes, you meet with him and find out his conditions. Don't agree so quickly, but don't refuse either. We can discuss it slowly when you come back." The emperor took a deep breath and wiped the sweat that would never come off.

The confidant looked at the emperor in such an embarrassed state, opened his lips, lowered his eyes, and finally said nothing, but respectfully bowed to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, even if Noguchi really wants to do something bad, he will not attack the extraordinary team responsible for guarding the Imperial Palace, so they can still be trusted for the time being. Your Majesty must remember to be patient and it is best to take the initiative to let them get closer to the defense."

"Okay, I understand. Go find Noguchi and come back soon. I'll be waiting for your news!"

".yes."

The Emperor's confidant took the order and left, but seemed to have something to say, but in the end he did not say it.

After confirming that the confidant had left, the emperor took out a mask from the cabinet, crushed it, and looked around: "He's gone, come out, we can discuss the conditions you mentioned last time."

The tea room was silent.

More than ten seconds later, just when the emperor was about to lose his patience, a black shadow slowly emerged.

"This is a wise decision, Your Majesty."

"No, not according to your conditions. But the conditions I mentioned before can be compromised. That is, you must protect my safety and allow me to continue to stay in Japan. The throne will not be affected!" The emperor stared nervously at the mysterious black-robed man in front of him, breathing heavily, like a drowning man who had grasped the last straw, but because he still had a little strength left, he still maintained a trace of reason, or desire.

The man in black robe shook his head slightly: "Your Majesty, it seems that you have not yet figured out the current situation."

"I don't know if the person who wants your life is from the Special Affairs Bureau, but at least I can be sure that he is eager to take Abe Koichi and your life personally. Look, didn't what happened yesterday perfectly fulfill my prediction?"

"All I can do is to transfer you in advance or save the lives of your family. As for the rest, I'm sorry, your conditions are not enough for me to spend so much effort."

"No! Now you need Yasakani no Magatama! You need the Three Sacred Treasures!" The Emperor suddenly became excited. "As long as you can promise me, these are all yours. If they are not enough, you can choose any museum in the country as long as I have it! I am the only one who knows where the three sacred treasures are hidden. I am the only one who knows."

The mysterious man did not speak. He slowly raised his head, revealing the dark, ghostly mask under his hood. His dark eyes stared at the emperor quietly. The strong sense of oppression made his voice drop little by little, and finally turned into a weak whimper and the rolling of his Adam's apple.

"Now, only I can help you. You are not qualified to bargain. Such a simple truth, do you have to wait until he digs out your heart and cuts your throat before you can understand it?" said the mysterious man faintly.

"Just because I like trading doesn't mean I can't condemn violence. So, think about it carefully and don't force me to use any dishonorable means."

He took off the mask, his face was still pitch black. The next second, the whole person and his black robe seemed to turn into a ball of black mist and disappeared, leaving only the mask on the tea table that slowly turned from black to white.

The emperor sat there sweating profusely, wetting the tatami under him, and did not move for a long time.

"Let's wait and see for a reply from the Special Affairs Bureau. Since there are extraordinary people who need my three artifacts, I can't just hand them over so easily. This is my last chip, the last chip." At this moment, he was like a gambler in a casino who was holding the last chip and had lost all his money.

A luxurious hotel not far from the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

Augustus stepped out from the shadows, casually taking off his black robe and putting it aside.

"Is it necessary to abide by the so-called deal with such a person?" The next second, Jingquan Ringo appeared behind Augustus with a complicated tone.

On the one hand, she dislikes all traditional people. The Iki Island incident and the Mother Goddess's unification were natural disasters, while the traditionalists were man-made disasters.

Like yesterday when Abe Yasushi was assassinated, she took two sips of wine happily.

Therefore, she hated the emperor, one of the traditionalists, even more. But on the other hand, she was also a collaborator of Augustus, and no one wanted their collaborator to be an erratic villain. Keeping promises could make people feel at ease instinctively.

"It doesn't matter. These are all small matters. People like him, even if they survive, will not be content with the current situation and will definitely do something irrational. He is a typical example of someone who forgets the heat once it passes through his throat." Augustus smiled, without a trace of disappointment at not reaching the deal, as if the emperor's behavior just now was within his prediction.

"So, I only promised to save his life, but I can't guarantee his safety for the rest of his life. I understand." A voice came from Jingquan's right hand. It was Daisy.

Now Daisy and Jingquan have been maintaining a fusion state for a long time to familiarize themselves with each other's abilities and enhance their coordination.

After hearing Augustus' explanation, Izumi Ringo relaxed a little.

If there wasn't something more important and she didn't want to cause trouble for the Special Affairs Bureau, she might have lent that person a helping hand.

"But what do you need the three artifacts for? Even if they are genuine, they are probably just legends."

"Of course I have my own uses, and you will know it later." Augustus did not say directly, "Besides, I suspect that man is the latest anti-chosen one found by the Mother Goddess. If we can kill him in advance, even if the next anti-chosen one is born, it can delay them for some time. Why not do it?"

Jingquan nodded. She had also done some research on this yesterday, and the results were similar to Augustus's guess.

Moreover, Augustus even guessed in advance that the man would attack Abe Yasuichi, so when he contacted the emperor, he used this to make a prediction. Now that the prediction was successful, it caused considerable psychological pressure on the other party.

Of course, what was more important to her was the air bomb that appeared during the assassination. She knew that it was her sister who did it.

"This is incredible. I encountered such big news right after I came out. This trip was really the right one."

While Fox Seven was having dinner at Louis', he excitedly talked about the news of Abe Koichi's assassination.

Louis actually didn't really want to have dinner with her, for fear that she would pull out something weird again.

But it was not known whether Hasamu and the people from the Special Affairs Bureau were drunk or not, and they actually asked him to buy a batch of Fox Wine.

It seems that this wine has found its audience, that is, the extraordinary people who want to get drunk but cannot, especially those in the Special Affairs Bureau who are under great training pressure and often hover between life and death.

"The atmosphere in Japan may not be very good recently, it's a bit chaotic, so don't run around." Louis reminded.

"Look at what you said. Ever since Chaofan appeared, Japan has been in chaos." Fox Seven waved his hands, with a lot of experience, "I have been in and out of Japan seven times. Relax, I have seen worse situations."

Quite proud of it.

"You must have something to ask me, and it's something only I can do. Do you want Fox Wine again?" Fox Seven glanced at Louis.

Louis was silent for a few seconds.

"Yesterday I met a friend who loves wine. He liked it after drinking it and praised it highly. So I asked him directly, how much is your winemaking recipe?"

"Oh my, this is the treasure of my fox tribe. It is passed down to females and not to males. What's more, you are an outsider. No, no, no." Fox Seven waved his hands quickly, but there was cunning in his eyes.

But seeing that Louis had a blank expression on his face and didn't seem to buy it, she coughed twice and said, "I heard that you are a teacher at the Extraordinary Academy."

"Yeah." Louis knew what she was up to.

"Can you really learn to be a divine grace sorcerer?"

"Ah."

"After learning it, can I enter the legendary Heaven Node? It is rumored that it is the border of Heaven. Is it true?"

".After learning the meditation method, you can enter the node of heaven in the soul state. As for the rumors about the border of heaven, I don't know."

"If you teach me, I will give you the recipe!" Fox Seven made the final decision, looking like he had suffered a great loss.

The purpose of the Heaven Node is to decide whether to teach or not based on one's character. Although Fox Seven likes to make trouble, he has no intention of doing bad things, so he meets the requirements.

It’s just that talent has stopped too many people. In the world of divine warlocks, talent is far more important than hard work.

"I can't guarantee that you can learn it. Divine Grace Warlocks place great emphasis on talent. Many things can only be understood, not expressed in words." Louis gave a warning. He taught many people, and although he couldn't tell a person's talent at a glance, he could at least sense it.

But Fox Seven obviously doesn't have this talent.

Fox Seven was very confident, patting his chest and saying, "I understand, I understand. As long as you don't give me a perfunctory answer, I'll keep my word and give you the wine recipe!"

"I also need you to help me collect a batch of raw materials, so that I can produce at least ten jars of wine." Louis knew that she must have other plans.

"Uh." Fox Seven was still thinking about making some extra money from the materials, but ten jars isn't much, it's acceptable. If you run out of money in the future, you'll still have to ask me for it, "Okay!"

"Okay, now I have time to teach you how to try to feel the energy of God's grace and connect to the heavenly node."

after an hour.

Fox Seven leaned on the balcony railing with empty eyes, gazing into the distance.

She felt as if she had made a losing deal.

I have absolutely no idea!
The whole process was about relaxing the mind, feeling the vibrations, soul frequency, and energy tides. These were words I could understand, but the more they were talked about, the more mysterious they became.

"If Louis doesn't work, then look for Hedwig again."

Obviously, Fox Seven felt that the invisible shackles that had troubled him for many years were removed by the teacher when he appeared that day. He was thinking that he would soar to the sky and his strength would increase dramatically from then on, but the reality was still so cold.

Now that she doesn’t have some strength, she doesn’t dare to continue wandering around the world.

She thought the Divine Grace Warlock was her key, but she didn't expect that the door couldn't be opened at all and the key couldn't be inserted.

"Do we have to keep training according to the lessons the teacher taught us?! That's too difficult!" Fox Seven's face fell a little, but then he seemed to have thought of something, "Fox One! He is so rigid, he must have completed his lessons every day regardless of the weather! As long as we find him, we will know whether the lessons are effective or not!"

I just don't know where that guy Fox is now.
Fox Seven was feeling a little upset, so she casually took out a few hundred thousand dollars from the box of change that Hedwig gave her, and prepared to go shopping and buy something to vent her feelings.

(End of this chapter)