Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 236 Was this also part of your plan, Fingel Herzog?
The differences between people can sometimes be that great.

After reading about Angers' dramatic yet legendary first half of life, and comparing it to his own biological father who was utterly devoid of loyalty, filial piety, propriety, righteousness, and trustworthiness, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

Fortunately, they are hybrids bred through artificial means.

Otherwise, he would be influenced by his surroundings, and his life goal would have to change from being a friend of justice to being the nemesis of justice.

After he finished reviewing all the information in the file with mixed feelings, the incessant clicking of camera shutters beside him stopped.

Mai looked at the document in Genji's hand, glanced at it, then looked away. She tidied up the scattered files on the table and quietly turned into a hazy gray smoke, disappearing into the shadows.

As the office door opened and closed automatically, Genji's expression became somewhat strange.

He was actually prepared for the beautiful female ninja to take photos of Uesugi Kotsugu, but she clearly looked down on the strongest emperor of the previous generation of the Snake Clan.

In Japan, ninjas were tools of powerful figures. They were expected to collect and report any intelligence they encountered to their lord, unless the lord explicitly stated that it was not necessary.

Although that female ninja may not have been Sakura's subordinate, this glimpse reveals that Sakura definitely had a grudge against Uesugi Koshi.

Of course, let alone him, even I myself might not be able to accept it.

I should have known better than to look at this file; otherwise, I wouldn't have had so much trouble.

With a slight sigh, he put the file folder containing the shame of the Snake-Headed Eight Families aside and continued browsing Angers's eventful life, while also taking a look at the love-hate relationship between him and the head of the Inuyama family.

During the same period when the Sheqi family and Angers were negotiating, the Yorozuya, located far away in the bustling city, welcomed its first customer without any publicity.

"why you?"

Lu Mingfei looked up and sized up Finger. This guy had somehow gotten hold of a red leather coat, underneath which was a suit and boots. He also had two plastic-looking toy guns on his waist, making him look somewhat out of place.

But his distinctive appearance still makes him instantly recognizable; he's cosplaying Dante, one of the main characters from Devil May Cry.

Of course, this guy wasn't wearing makeup; he just shaved his beard.

Although his jawline has become less defined, he does look much more handsome overall.

"Are you planning to attend a comic convention or go to the Snake Clan to help reseal the Demon King who has revived from the depths of the sea?"

As a fellow game enthusiast, Fingel naturally knew that Lu Mingfei was using the plot of Devil May Cry to represent the crisis facing Japan.

He originally planned to cosplay as Dante's father, Spartacus, but it was too difficult to disguise himself as a demon, so he ended up dressing up as Eva's son.

"Do I look like some kind of righteous hero? I'm only 200 pounds, and even Deadpool wouldn't want to eat me. I'm not getting involved."

Fingel's gaze swept over the Yorozuya lobby, which far surpassed (at least visually) the principal's office in terms of luxury. His face showed the awe of a country bumpkin visiting a grand mansion, but his mouth never stopped moving:
"But junior brother, really, you didn't even inform me about something as important as opening a shop. Isn't that treating your senior brother like an outsider?"

He had been watching the internet since early this morning and noticed the change in the wind. All the bounties on them had been withdrawn, and he also saw on the news that a huge explosion had occurred in Osaka.

After a little thought, Caesar realized that this was probably something Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei had done together.

Although I don't know how they did it, I still want to confirm it.

Caesar was originally going to come along, but considering that this might be a trap set by the Snake Clan, and that they could be wiped out if they were not careful, only Fingel managed to sneak over in the end.

There was no way around it; he was a professional runaway, a talent Caesar could only admire in comparison.

Lu Mingfei glanced at him and held out his hand: "Do you have any opening bonus?"

“Of course I have one.” Fingel shook his red leather coat, a little shy on his face. “The red envelope is my own money.”

Upon hearing this, not only Lu Mingfei, but even Chu Zihang, who was waiting for Fingel to demand the truth, fell silent, looking at him with the eyes of someone looking at a pervert.

Sakura and Erii couldn't understand Chinese, so they didn't understand what he was saying, but judging from his awkward movements, they felt that he was somewhat perverted.

"I had no choice, I used up all the money I had on me to buy this gear, otherwise I would have definitely given you a big red envelope!" Fingel cried.

"I see." Lu Mingfei stroked his chin, looking at him as if he were a fat pig about to be released from its cage.
"I'll get someone to give me an estimate later. Do you think it's better to go to Myanmar or the Philippines?"

"Can't you stay here and work to earn money to make up for the lost red envelopes?" Fingel winked at Lu Mingfei. "Back in my day, I was liked by a lot of girls. I know best how to deal with those naive female college students."

"But our store mainly caters to urban beauties and lonely young women."

"I am also very good at helping people solve their problems and being an understanding confidant and a good listener."

"Are you sure it's 'being considerate' and not 'being undressed'?" Lu Mingfei looked him over suspiciously.

"Impossible! Even if I, Fingel, were poor, I would never sell my body for money, even if I jumped off this cliff!" the gray-haired handsome man declared confidently.

"But you don't speak Japanese, so you can't even have simple communication."

"Why must communication between people be limited to dialogue? We can communicate with our hearts!" Fingel gave a thumbs up, his smile exuding the youthful energy of Matt Ke.

Chu Zihang couldn't listen anymore: "You must have come here on important business, right?"

"Oh, right, I saw on the news this morning that something big happened in Osaka, and I wanted to ask if Ye Sheng and Shu Deya were rescued."

His words were tantamount to saying, "Stop making excuses, I know you guys did what happened last night."

"Yes, we did it." Lu Mingfei readily admitted, but refused to share any information.

Then Fingel turned to look at Chu Zihang—we're all on the same side, you can't be on the same side as him, can you?

Chu Zihang looked at him expressionlessly, considered for a moment, and then chose to tell him some things he could:

"However, all of that is outdated. The principal has already arrived in Japan and is in contact with the Snake-Headed Eight Family. He knows everything he needs to know."

"It doesn't matter. Since the principal is here, we'll just lie down quietly and cling to his leg." Fingel didn't care about this. He wasn't Caesar; he didn't have that much of an idol image to maintain.

Moreover, he always felt that there was something fishy going on between Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei.

Despite only being apart for one night, these two went from being familiar strangers to being like brothers who could share a pair of pants.

Something is wrong!
Something's 90% wrong!

Could it be that the Lionheart Society, like myself, has secretly found a new home?
No, probably not. Chu Zihang is a man whose pride is no less than Caesar's. We should have faith in him!

Before fully understanding the situation, Fingel shouldn't place any bets recklessly; being a slave to three different families isn't so easy. The consequences would be dire!
After a brief struggle, Fingel finally obtained Lu Mingfei's permission to stay in Takamagahara as an apprentice male escort.

It has to be said that he really went all out to complete the mission. I wonder what price Angers offered him that made him willing to sacrifice so much.

It's unclear what Caesar, who is still waiting in the safe house, will think upon hearing this news.

His teammates were all busy with their own things, which isolated him as the team leader.

Of course, he'll be busy soon.

After all, Angers is just one person, and he needs to have someone of his own to do things for him. As the student council president and a future member of the school board, César is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

"Alright, I'll leave Takamagahara to you guys. I'm going to take Erii out to hunt in the wild."

Lu Mingfei knew that with the strength he had just demonstrated, Angers would definitely come knocking on his door again, trying to persuade him to participate in the great cause of slaying the dragon.

If it had been before last night, things would have been fine; perhaps he could have calmly sat down and brewed tea with the other person around the stove.

But now that he knows his species is questionable and that someone has tampered with his mind, he is afraid he will lose control and take action.

Therefore, it's best if they don't meet before they drag that old bastard Herzog out and tear him to pieces.

Turning around to look at the proprietress, who was resting her cheeks on her hands and staring at him with wide, blinking eyes, Lu Mingfei reached out his hand:

"Eri, let's go, I'll take you to Disneyland."

Erii spent the whole morning at the Yorozuya, listening to Sakura's endless chatter, but still no requests came her way. Finally, a customer arrived, but he was looking for a job. Erii was already feeling a bit disheartened and wanted to go out and have some fun.

Lu Mingfei's suggestion was exactly what she wanted, so she stood up abruptly, took his outstretched hand, and happily prepared to go out.

Sakura wanted to follow, but was stopped by a look from Lu Mingfei.

If Herzog doesn't dare to attack them when they're alone, then Sakura would just be a third wheel if she came along. If Herzog does make a move, then Sakura wouldn't be able to help either. It would be better for her to stay and get to know her brother-in-law and sister-in-law better, since they'll most likely be living together in the future.

After the Yorozuya boss and his wife skipped work together, Chu Zihang, Fingel, and Sakura looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a brief silence, Sakura went downstairs. On the third floor, Genji was talking to Humpback Whale about host clubbing; she had some questions to ask.

Chu Zihang looked at Fingel with a questioning look in his eyes. After all, Lu Mingfei had said last night that this useless senior brother's bloodline was stronger than his and Caesar's.

It's unclear what Caesar's situation is, but Chu Zihang purified his bloodline through sheer bloodlust. Even so, he's still quite a bit behind Fingel. I wonder what kind of monster he was back then.

Unfortunately, this guy is an administrator of the Night Watchers forum, and apparently one of its founders, so it would be easy for him to erase his glorious past.

Is this also under your control, Fingel?

Feeling the cold, icy gaze of the cold-faced killer, Fingel involuntarily shivered and stood up to take his leave.
"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll go find some seniors to learn from their experience and try to earn enough money to pay off my credit card debt in Japan."

With that, he quickly left.

If he didn't leave soon, he felt there was a risk of his underwear being pulled down and people seeing what color it was.

Chu Zihang is a man of action!
With all three parties involved, even the cunning old turtle, who was hiding in the shadows, received the news.

Although Herzog's shadow warriors were almost completely exhausted, leaving only one king-like figure to control, this did not prevent Herzog from maintaining control of the situation.

Now that Tachibana Masamune's disguise has been removed, the Snake-Headed Eight Families are also leaderless.

It took him more than ten years to finally unite the scattered Snake Clan. Now the throne of the clan leader is vacant, and there are certainly many people who covet it.

However, the election of the patriarch is not a simple matter of choosing someone by name; it requires all the family's leaders to go to the family shrine to vote. The current situation does not allow the family's elite to gather together, because the Oni Clan could launch a counterattack at any time.

Moreover, he had prepared a powerful time bomb that could be detonated at any time.

In view of this, they could only proceed with the God-Slaying Plan they had left in their notebooks. Even if the group of spineless dogs abandoned their dignity and chose to continue cooperating with Kassel College, it was still within his expectations.

In any case, with his misleading tactics, everyone's attention will be focused on the deep sea, giving him plenty of time to find the location of the Well of Hidden Bones.

The problem now is that all three emperors are not in his hands. Without them, it will be quite difficult for the weaklings of the Demon Clan to steal the White King's power.

I glanced at the security camera and saw a beautiful girl dressed as a shrine maiden strolling hand in hand with a handsome young man in Disneyland. Her face was radiant with a smile I had never seen before, as if spring had arrived and the snow had melted away.

Looking at that smile that made him want to ruthlessly crush it, a deep, sinister glint flashed in Herzog's eyes. That was the vessel he had carefully cultivated, which he hadn't even had a chance to enjoy yet, but it had been snatched away by some wild boy who came from who-knows-where.

"That damn guy."

Although she longed to break the limbs of that wild boy and then enjoy the doll in front of him, Herzog suppressed his rage when he thought of the decapitated Tachibana Masamune and the messy underground base of the Oni Clan headquarters.

If he hadn't sensed something was wrong last night and switched to a body double to escape before the Genji brothers entered the building, he would probably have been the one with his head chopped off.

Switching to the surveillance footage to avoid seeing it and getting annoyed, Herzog turned his gaze to the host club standing on the busiest street in Shinjuku and the Genji Heavy Industries building, which stood like a black stone monument in the gray building complex. His eyes darted between the two, as if he were choosing a suitable target.

"Yuan Zhisheng still needs to be kept in check to keep Angers in check for the time being, and without the enhancement of the ancient dragon bloodline, he may not be able to defeat the resurrected god."

Herzog hesitated, glancing at the conspicuous Yorozuya sign with a somewhat uncertain look in his eyes.

The double had already finished delivering all his lines before he died, and now that he (Bondarev) is officially dead, no one should be able to look away from the Godslayer Project and be wary of his sneak attacks.

But something still feels off.

Herzog looked suspicious. Being an old and cunning man, the more he looked, the more he felt that the Yorozuya was a trap.

Just as he was racking his brains, a stealthy figure in the surveillance footage caught his attention.

Half a block away from the Genji Heavy Industries building, an old man with gray hair held up a newspaper, his eyes fixed on the dark building in the distance, his expression complex.

"This is……"

Herzog frowned slightly and zoomed in on the surveillance footage using the mouse.

After seeing the old man's face clearly, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

(End of this chapter)