Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

"Can you guarantee they have no ulterior motives? Even, can you guarantee that 'God'... isn't mixed in with the surrendering ranks?" Tachibana Masamune retorted.

Sakurai Nanami was startled: "Mixing in the surrendering crowd?!"

Tachibana Masamune nodded slowly, and said with deep sorrow, "If I hadn't been forced to, I would never have made this decision..."

He suddenly slammed his hand on the table, “Launch war on the Fierce Ghosts! Uproot them and dig out the person hiding behind the scenes! Find it and kill it before the god awakens!”

Rebirth in the Great Era of Surfing Waves

His voice boomed like a bronze bell: "The age of gods is long gone; they should sleep eternally in the depths of hell, and should not be summoned back to life."

Everyone looked at Genjiro, who gently stroked the Spider Cutter at his waist. He drew the ancient sword a few inches out and then sheathed it, the clear sound of the sword echoing in the conference room.

"This will kill many people and cause many people to suffer."

Genjiro looked directly into Tachibana Masamune's eyes.

“Yes, innocent people will be dragged into our war… but this is the only way.” Tachibana Masamune bowed slightly. “We don’t have much time left.”

"Xiao Mu, what do you think?" Yuan Zhisheng turned to Xia Mu.

Everyone was taken aback by his form of address.

Tachibana Masamune clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves. Finally, he began to notice that something was wrong with Genjiro.

Xia Mu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "The family must have a place where they can imprison half-bloods, right?"

“The church school is actually very heavily guarded. If it weren’t for you last time, it would have been impossible to bring people out,” Yuan Zhisheng said.

Xia Mu nodded: "Then let those who surrender go back to the church school, and I will be in charge of guarding them."

Tachibana Masamune looked at him sharply: "Can you guarantee that 'God' isn't among them?!"

“Whether ‘God’ is present or not, she is not someone you can deal with. The only people who can deal with her are me and Erii,” Natsuki said slowly.

Tachibana Masamune fell silent.

Chapter 293 Their Own Arrangements

The meeting room was deathly silent, with incense smoke curling in front of the Buddhist altar and candles flickering brightly.

“On behalf of the Yuan family, I agree to Xiaomu’s plan,” Yuan Zhisheng said softly.

"The Inuyama family will follow you to the death!" Inuyama He immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Genjiro.

Now everyone is starting to understand that this guy voted along with Xia Mu.

"The Ryoma family will follow you to the death!" Ryoma Genichiro stood up.

"The Miyamoto family will follow you to the death!"

"The Sakurai family will follow you to the death!"

Fuma Kotaro stared blankly at them: "You...you actually..."

Sakurai Nanami glanced at him quickly and said in a low voice, "After all, they are our own clansmen. How can we kill them? We have other choices now, so I choose to trust the head of the Uesugi family."

Fuma Kotaro looked at Tachibana Masamune.

"The Tachibana family will also follow you to the death, although I do not approve of such a decision."

Tachibana Masamune finally stood up and bowed deeply.

The heads of the families all showed expressions of relief.

With a wave of his sleeve, Tachibana Masamune took the lead and left.

He needs to carefully analyze what happened today and change his strategy on the other side.

Only Genjiro, Natsuki, and Erii remained in the large conference hall.

Yuan Zhisheng poured himself two glasses of whiskey and handed one to Xia Mu.

Natsuki patted Erii's little hand, and she obediently walked to the window to look at the night view.

In this bustling metropolis, a white bird flew anxiously across the sky and landed on the rooftop of a building, looking around nervously, its chest heaving.

That was a seagull, probably flown in from the port area. Tokyo is by the sea, and seabirds often wander into the city center.

Erii can see things very far away, so she can observe them very clearly.

She imagined herself as a white gull, unable to find her way out of this dazzling maze, surrounded by the noise of people and engines. She would probably be just as terrified and uneasy.

“Mumu…”

Erii reluctantly sat back down next to Natsuki, holding his hand tightly and resting her head on his shoulder.

Xia Mu smiled helplessly at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head to indicate that it was alright.

He used the remote to turn off all the lights, leaving only the light from outside the window. He poured himself and Xia Mu another drink, then leaned against the other side of the French windows to watch the night view, where the neon lights changed color in the windowpanes.

"Actually, we had an agreement. I supported him in dealing with the Fierce Ghosts and restoring the family's prestige, and then I could go to France..."

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes reflected the colorful city night scene. "I have always supported him, not because I think he is right, but because I choose to support him as a person, regardless of right or wrong."

"It's a pity it was all for naught." Natsuki took Erii's hand and stood beside him, raised his wine glass to clink, and drank it all in one gulp.

Yuan Zhisheng continued to pour him wine: "At seventeen, I wanted to make a name for myself in this city, but at twenty-four, all I want to do is escape it. The closer I get to it, the more afraid I become. Afraid that one day it will devour me."

“The head of the Snake Clan has nothing to fear from anyone. In this city, your words are the rules, and your actions are justice.” Xia Mu smiled slightly.

"If I were seventeen, I would be excited to hear you say that, right? But I'm twenty-four this year."

Genjiro swirled his glass, the ice clinking against the sides. "If seventeen-year-old Genjiro were standing in front of me now, I would hate him... that guy who thought he was the epitome of justice, who later became the director of the Enforcement Bureau and killed many people in the name of justice."

Xia Mu sighed: "You thought you were killing ghosts, that you were slaying ghosts to save more people, but it seems you've been deceived."

“I used to think it was fate… I’m a demon slayer, and the first demon I ever slew was my own brother.”

Yuan Zhisheng said quietly, "I threw his body into a wastewater well. His dead eyes stared at the sky. I know he didn't believe it. Even in death, he didn't believe that I would really stab his heart with a knife. But I did it anyway. He was a demon, and I am the one who slays demons."

His eyes were filled with sorrow. "Is it partly my fault that this young girl turned into a real demon like Kazama Ruri?"

“This is a man-made tragedy, not fate. He needs you brothers to turn against each other, split the Snake Clan, and create hostility in order to achieve his own goals,” Xia Mu said.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his eyes, a fierce blaze hidden within them: "What exactly is his purpose?"

Xia Mu paused for a moment: "You might have to see it for yourself to believe it."

"Could it be..." Genji clenched his fist, "that he also wants to evolve into a 'god'?!"

Xia Mu put down his wine glass: "There are many things I can only tell you after I've met Kazama Ruri, otherwise I'm worried you'll die at his hands."

He took Erii's little hand and left the conference hall, leaving Genji standing alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought, and not leaving for a long time.

On the other side of the city.

As usual, Wang Jiang and Kazama Ruri met in a car. Wang Jiang was driving, and Kazama Ruri was sitting in the back.

"Sakurai Kogure has betrayed us; she's now one of Natsuki's women," Wang Jiang hissed, his voice icy.

Rebirth in the Great Era of Surfing Waves

Kazama Ruri suddenly looked up, a pang of pain shooting through her heart: "That woman... how could she..."

“Because Xia Mu is not afraid of ghosts and is even willing to accept them,” Wang Jiang said coldly. “We need to change our thinking. He will not become our helper; on the contrary, he will divide the Meng Gui Clan.”

"Sakurai Kogure pulled away nearly half of the people."

Kazama Ruri's eyes flashed with icy coldness: "I'm going to kill the traitor!"

"Wait a moment."

Wang stopped him, a sinister laugh emanating from his masked face. "Letting them die like this is too easy for them. Go and arrange for some assassins to infiltrate the ranks that are planning to surrender. When they actually surrender, launch an attack, wipe out the Snake Clan, and make them kill each other."

"What a ruthless and vicious plan!"

Kazama Ruri felt a chill run down her spine, but it was immediately replaced by a bloodthirsty killing intent, and she laughed maniacally, "Hahaha! I'll go arrange it!"

"What do you think is the best course of action to deal with Sakurai Kogure?" the king asked.

Kazama Ruri stopped laughing and frowned: "Killed him?"

“Let her keep her useful. Let her stay and guard the Paradise Pavilion, then burn it down, making it look like the leader of the Fierce Ghosts was wiped out in one fell swoop,” Wang Jiang said.

Kazama Ruri was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashing with conflicted emotions.

Wang looked at him through the rearview mirror, without urging him.

Finally, Kazama Ruri exhaled a breath of stale air.

"I gave her that trust back then, and now I will take it back."

"I will personally sever it."

Chapter 294 Inuyama He's Collection

Narita Airport, Immigration Hall.

Xia Mu walked in wearing sunglasses, looked around, and then his gaze fell on the counter.

So that was Ayanokouji Kaoru. She really is a beautiful girl, worthy of Angers sending her a rose.

The old man wore a plaid coat, an old white shirt that smelled of sunshine, a purple scarf tucked into his collar, and tortoiseshell glasses perched on his nose, smiling faintly.

He pulled a dazzling red rose from his pocket and placed it on the counter: "Judging from your accent, you're from Kagoshima, right? That's a wonderful place, with many kind and beautiful girls. I hope that next time I come to Japan, I'll be greeted by such lovely girls at customs."

Ayanokouji Kaoru hurriedly put away the roses, hesitating whether to give the handsome old man her contact information, when a gentle male voice suddenly rang out.

"Principal, you're as dashing as ever."

She saw the old man turn and walk forward, then pat the young man on the shoulder and say approvingly, "Looks like you're doing well here; they actually sent you to represent the Snake Clan to pick me up."

"We can't let the principal down."

Xia Mu took the suitcase from his hand.

Outside the gate, men in black lined up and bowed deeply.

Angers waved without looking to either side: "Hello, students!"

"Hello, Principal!" the men in black said in unison.