A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 69 King General: The strength of royal blood is inversely proportional to intelligence
In Kanagawa Prefecture, the interior of a traditional hot spring inn, decorated in a rustic style and still retaining its traditional Japanese sliding paper doors, is mostly constructed of dark wood, giving it a heavy feel rather than a relaxed atmosphere.

The serious and somber color scheme is unlikely to be popular with young people; it would only appeal to older customers.

However, this hotel did not receive any guests today, except for the three leaders of the Fierce Ghosts who gathered here.

The king and Kazama Ruri sat facing each other across the coffee table, while Ryoma Sakurai Kogure, one of the three giants, sat comfortably behind Kazama Ruri.

Kazama Ruri was quite annoyed. She had been recuperating well at Sakurai Kogure's place, but the sudden arrival of the King ruined her mood.

I already disliked the King, and he even failed and got injured in the last mission. Now that the King is here, I have this feeling that he's deliberately trying to make fun of Kazama Ruri.

It disgusted him.

Seeing Kazama Ruri's sour face, the king didn't care at all, and even had the leisure to tease Kazama Ruri in that disgusting voice: "Are you so unhappy to see me?"

"I came here with the good intentions of delivering information."

"Information that you'll definitely find interesting."

"What intelligence?" Kazama Ruri's hands were hidden under the coffee table, his grip on the hilt of his sword tightening. He simply couldn't stand such disgusting things as the King General.

Especially that affected, crude, fake voice.

Wang Jiang slightly turned his head and looked towards Tokyo: "Last night, the heads of the eight Sheqi families gathered at Genji Heavy Industries."

"An internal meeting of the family heads was held, and that night, Genjiro officially became the head of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, while the former head, Tachibana Masamune, retired."

When he revealed this information, the king actually wanted to laugh. Well, he was already laughing, but his Noh mask concealed it, so no one could tell.

Genjiro is so easily fooled; he believes whatever he's told and is easily manipulated by him.

He claimed that Erii was his daughter, and surprisingly, Genji actually believed him.

It's hilarious. How could someone like him possibly have such incredible abilities to give birth to a mixed-race emperor like Erii?
Genjiro, Genjiro, and Erii Uesugi, the three royal-level hybrids, were all brought out by Herzog from Black Swan Harbor.

Unable to conceal the fact that he was raising Deadpools, Tachibana Masamune simply lied and said that Erii was his biological daughter, and that he had no choice but to raise Deadpools in order to stabilize his daughter's bloodline.

This allows them to extract serum from the Deadpool embryo, thus slowing down the erosion of Erii by the dragon's blood.

He relied on so-called 'fatherly love' to gain Genji's forgiveness.

He also gave a general account of the past events at Black Swan Harbor, and Tachibana Masamune claimed that his original name was Bondarev, and that the king of the Oni Clan was his nemesis Herzog.

In order to kill Herzog, Tachibana Masamune has been targeting the Oni Clan in recent years.

Genjiro accepted all these lies, thus indicating that Tachibana Masamune did not need to commit seppuku as an apology. Genjiro took it upon himself to cut off five of Tachibana Masamune's fingers as punishment and forced him to abdicate.

What does that matter?
Even if the former patriarch abdicates, doesn't he still control the Snake Clan?
The new patriarch is his adopted son, Genjiro, and Tachibana Masamune's words still carry as well within the Hebi-Hachi family as before.

Every time he thought about what happened yesterday, Wang Jiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. They were too easy to fool, far too easy to fool.

Whether it's Tachibana Masamune or the King, they're all just Herzog. How could Genjiro believe he was Bondarev?

Who would have thought? The emperor, with his incredibly powerful body, could be so mentally challenged.

Of course, it's not just Genji who's brainless; Genji, sitting across from her, is just as easy to fool.

Even Uesugi Erii, who has the best and strongest performance among the royal bloodline, is the easiest to deceive, or more accurately, the easiest to manipulate.

He does whatever he's told, even more obedient than a puppet. If research on dragon bloodlines could be published as a paper, Wang Jiang felt he would definitely publish an article on the inverse relationship between the strength of royal blood and intelligence; perhaps it would even be commemorated as the Wang Jiang Law in the future.

But having too strong a bloodline isn't good either.

Yesterday, Wang learned that the Deadpool breeding farm was exposed because Erii's bloodline was too strong and her sense of smell was too good. She followed Deadpool's scent all the way to the breeding farm and was stunned for a long time when she started killing him.

This was beyond the king's understanding of hybrids; even if it was royal blood, it was far too exaggerated.

Where there is joy, there is also anger. When Kazama Ruri heard that her brother, Genji, had been promoted to patriarch, her charming face immediately darkened: "Hmph."

"What kind of news is this? He carries royal blood and is bound to become the patriarch sooner or later."

That's what they say, but even Sakurai Kogure, who is in love with Kazama Ruri, can sense the rising anger of the person she secretly loves.

The overwhelming power of the royal-level hybrid was almost too much for her to bear.

But faced with this overwhelming pressure that would terrify most mixed-race people, Sakurai Kogure's beautiful eyes lit up, and she remained utterly captivated. This was the man she loved.

Wang Jiang glanced at Sakurai Kogure leisurely and spoke again: "Alright, since you're not interested, then we'll wait until we truly find the god before we destroy the Snake-Headed Eight Families."

God, the greatest target of the Ghost Clan, is the source of their bloodline—the White King.

For years, Wang has been spreading the word about the White King to the fallen hybrids, saying that as long as they can find the remains of the god and resurrect the god, they can obtain the method to completely evolve into pure-blooded dragons!
This allows all the fallen hybrids of the Fierce Ghosts to transform into dragons in one fell swoop, freeing them from the usual troubles of their dragon blood's restlessness and granting them greater and purer power and strength.

But what a load of bull, what a load of bull, what power and authority!
Kazama Ruri just wants freedom!
No longer controlled by Wang Jiang's disgusting clapper sound, no longer helpless like a puppet on strings.

He desperately craved freedom and longed to be able to sing and dance freely throughout the world!

"I see."

Kazama Ruri's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Under the coffee table, she gripped the hilt of her sword even tighter, staring intently at the king's mask. Just wait, you disgusting ghoul.

Don't let him find any clues about the mysterious third-party force, otherwise we must join forces with the mysterious third party to seal the King's Word of Power and kill this disgusting monster with one blow.

The king's visit was truly just to inform everyone that Genjiro was taking over as patriarch, and he didn't care at all about Kazama Ruri's murderous intent.

The so-called monster with royal blood was nothing but a toy in front of the clapper hidden in his sleeve.

Wang Jiang stood up with satisfaction, then, as if remembering something before leaving, turned to Sakurai Kogure: "Oh, right, Ryoma."

"The plan to build the Paradise Casino, targeting the eight gambling houses in Sheqi, has already begun. Once it's renovated in another year, Longma, you can go and manage it."

When facing the King, Sakurai Kogure was not as enthusiastic as she was with Kazama Ruri, and replied with a cold expression, "Yes, General."

Wang stood still, as if he had thought of something amusing. He lowered his head and chuckled to himself for more than ten seconds before pushing open the door and leaving.

Sakurai Kogure relaxed and quickly knelt down to Kazama Ruri's side: "Do you need your dressing changed?"

“No need.” Kazama Ruri’s expression remained cold, but when facing Sakurai Kogure, she was at least a little warmer than when facing the King: “If you are going to run Gokurakukan in the future.”

"Please reserve a room for me."

Sakurai Kogure's eyes lit up with surprise as she gently massaged her beloved's shoulders: "Whether it's here or in the future Paradise House."

"I will always reserve the most prestigious and important place for you."

(End of this chapter)