Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

As a result, the two most important forces in Herzog's hands are gone, and it will be difficult for him to stir up trouble again.

The girl had been planning this plan a long time ago, so long ago that she was still just a weak girl in the small town of Kadori.

This is a plan that will last for more than ten years.

But the plan is beautiful and the reality is cruel. At the beginning, she was too weak and couldn't even leave the small town. Later, she went to Tokyo with great difficulty and began to become stronger and grow, but she was always under surveillance and had no freedom.

In order not to alert Herzog, all the plans had to be carried out secretly, but that was too slow. Even though they knew that Uesugi Yue was selling ramen next to a university in Tokyo, they still couldn't find him for three years.

Tachibana Masamune also hadn't seen a single ghost in three years. He was defended too tightly and had no chance at all.

So she chose to leave Tokyo with the help of Angers.

As soon as he left, things took a turn for the better.

Uesugi Yue was successfully found, and Tachibana Masamune no longer hid secretly like before. The situation was very good. The only regret was that he did not use the killing embryo to find the Dragon King and could not convince her to become a great help.

And then there are only two things that Yuan Zhinv has to consider.

How could he sneak back to Tokyo without alerting anyone, and then kill Tachibana Masamune with his own hands in front of everyone?

And how to convince Uesugi Yue, who only wanted to sell ramen, to go back and take over the Snake Eight Family.

Chapter 35 Weapons of Killing

"So, these two children accidentally entered Nibelungen? The legendary land of the dead?"

In the low-key and luxurious principal's office, Angers sat in an office chair with several cups of steaming tea in front of him.

The handsome old man frowned slightly and questioned the masked man opposite him: "Then how did they escape? No one can get out of there alive."

"I don't know the specifics, but they shouldn't be lying. I checked the wounds on Chu Zihang's body, and they were indeed wounds that only Deadpool could have caused."

Schneider's hoarse voice was particularly low: "Chu Zihang said that it was raining heavily at the time and the navigation system failed. By the time they discovered the abnormality, they were already in the Nibelungen."

"There are deadpools everywhere, and there is also a god riding an eight-legged horse with a silver-gray mask. According to the description, it seems to be Odin in Norse mythology."

"Odin?" Ange's expression gradually became serious: "Isn't that something from the legend? Let's not interfere with mythology, okay?"

"It should be the incarnation of a noble first-generation species, but according to what they said, that guy didn't move from beginning to end, as if he was just a shadow."

"But because they came here by mistake, they don't know where the Nibelungen is."

At the end, Schneider seemed to have some regret in his tone.

"interesting."

Angers looked thoughtful, and seeing this, Schneider couldn't help but ask him the question in his heart.

"Who exactly is this Feng Jian Liuli? According to Chu Zihang, she killed hundreds of Deadpools with her bare hands!"

Because of excessive excitement, Schneider's voice unconsciously rose in disbelief: "How can this be something a human can do?!"

Ange did not answer his question, but just took out a document from the table beside him and threw it over.

Schneider took it hesitantly, and Ange motioned for him to open it.

"Her real name is Minamoto Chitose, the second daughter of the Minamoto family. She was hidden in a remote town in Japan since she was a child. She was not brought out until she was seventeen years old. She was trained as a killing weapon by an organization called the Oni Clan. Her code name is Kazama Ruri."

"From the age of seventeen to twenty, she carried out a total of 182 missions in Japan. The missions were mainly to eliminate evil deeds by hybrids with top-level bloodlines or out-of-control bloodlines that others could not handle."

"As for how many people she has killed, no one knows, because she exists only to kill."

Flipping through the documents in his hand, Schneider was almost stunned by the bloody records in the documents. Every page recorded in detail the crimes of those evil spirits and their power, but in the end they were all wiped out by the girl.

She is like the god of death. Anyone she targets will die, without exception.

It is hard to imagine that such a bloody document came from a girl who was only in her early twenties, and it is also hard to imagine what kind of life she had lived before.

"What kind of bloodline is this?" Schneider's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of fear that he himself didn't even notice: "What is her word spirit?"

"It is said to be a snake."

"It is said?"

"That's what the bloodline documents say, but no one knows if it's true or not."

Ange scratched his head and showed a helpless expression: "I just found out that Japan still has such a killing weapon. It's not easy to investigate these in such a short time."

"But didn't you say she was the daughter of your old friend?"

"But I haven't seen that old friend for decades! But since she is his daughter, her bloodline must be good. She was once the supreme ruler of the underworld."

Schneider was completely at a loss. He couldn't help but murmur excitedly: "This is definitely Beyond A-Grade, maybe it can reach S-Grade, no, it's at least S-Grade!"

"She is indeed a good child. She will be very valuable if she is well trained. That's why I decided to bring her back."

At this point, Ange paused and said, "But you should have sensed that this child is not easy to control, so we must not let her know about our recent exploration of the Japanese branch."

Hearing this, Schneider was very confused: "But isn't she a member of the Ghost Clan? The Japanese branch should be her enemy. Would she be unhappy if we attacked her enemy?"

"No, I was afraid she would be too happy."

Ange picked up the hot tea in front of him, stared at the green tea leaves, and said word by word: "She has a very familiar feeling. She is a person who is dominated by hatred like me."

"If she knew that the school had been putting pressure on the Japanese branch during her absence and that the Japanese branch was in chaos, she would go back for revenge without hesitation."

"Then our plans will be disrupted and everything will become uncontrollable."

Schneider understood, and he nodded solemnly: "I won't tell her."

"Not enough. She can't stay in the school. Keep sending her out on missions until we finish taking care of the Japanese branch."

"it is good."

When Schneider was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and turned to ask, "What about Chu Zihang? He has the high-risk Word Spirit Lord Flame, and his bloodline may not be very stable."

Ange lowered his head and took a sip of tea. His face was blurred in the rising hot steam.

"This is also a good child, let him stay."

"understood."

Walking out of the principal's office, Schneider saw the boy waiting outside.

It was a bright sunny day, but the boy was standing in the shadow behind a tree. His face was a little pale due to his injury, and his shadow behind him was entangled with the shadow of the tree. He looked a little lonely.

Schneider walked over, and the boy didn't say anything. He just stared at him quietly with his light brown eyes, as if if he didn't speak, he would wait forever, no matter how long it took.

Another stubborn guy.

Schneider was somewhat helpless and took the initiative to speak: "Your words are too dangerous. Logically speaking, the school cannot recruit people with dangerous bloodlines like you."

"But the principal and I are willing to give you a chance. As long as you complete my task, I will make an exception and accept you as my student."

Chu Zihang raised his eyes to look at him: "What opportunity?"

"I will use the excuse that you have been to Nibelungen and something bad might come after you, and have Fengjian Liuli go to China to protect you until graduation."

"Then you can come back together to enroll in school."

Schneider looked into the boy's eyes and spoke word by word, "Your task is to keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn't leave."

"You absolutely cannot let her return to Japan. If you find that she has such thoughts, notify me immediately. If necessary, you can take any measures to stop her."

Chu Zihang paused, as if to digest the meaning of these words, and then asked: "Why?"

Schneider rejected him coldly: "This is not your business."

"If you complete this task, you can enroll. If you fail to complete it, Kassel Academy will never accept you. Do you understand?"

Chu Zihang lowered his eyes, the shadow of the tree cast on his face, making it difficult to see his expression. After a long while, the young man's light voice was heard.

"understood."

Chapter 36 Uesugi Yue

Late at night, a wooden van was parked on a small street behind the entrance of a university in Tokyo.

This kind of human-powered cart is called "Ramen-ya cart" in Japan, and is designed for selling ramen noodles in the streets. The windows are opened to form a canopy, and there are two wooden benches under the canopy. Customers sit on the benches to eat noodles while the ramen chef operates the cart.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. The soup pot and ingredients are neatly arranged on the chopping board. After the guests sit down, the dark blue cloth cover can just cover their upper bodies, creating a private environment.

Compared with the "specialty ramen" in the store, the environment and taste of this food cart are a little worse, but the price is also much cheaper. Most of the people who come here to eat noodles are poor students in school. Although the boss, Chef Yue, has only been here for a short time, his reputation is still acceptable.

At this time, two students were sitting in the shed chatting.

"It feels so chaotic lately. I don't know what the gangs are doing. They're fighting everywhere again."

"Aren't they always fighting? Although this time the noise was a bit louder." Another student shrugged and lifted the curtain to take a look outside: "Master Yue, is the noodles not ready yet?"

"Here we are." The old man in a headscarf brought two bowls of noodles to the students with a friendly smile: "Enjoy your meal."

"Master Yue, it's not peaceful outside right now, why don't you close your stall early?" the student asked the old master.

The old man just scratched his head when he heard this: "It's okay, who would bother me with a ramen stand?"

Master Yue is not young anymore, with his white hair combed into a neat side part. He wears the white linen work clothes unique to ramen chefs and a black towel tied on his forehead. He looks as if he has been dealing with ramen all his life.

The students looked at him and thought it made sense.

Yes, which gangster would be so blind as to trouble a roadside ramen stand? This old man doesn't look rich, even the thugs who collect protection fees would avoid him!

On the contrary, Master Yue seemed to be very interested in what they were saying. While cleaning up the dishes beside him, he asked casually, "What happened recently?"

"Oh, it's those gangsters again. It seems like there's a conflict between two big organizations this time. They've been fighting all the time. It's scary."

"Oh, is that so? Then you must be careful."

Master Yue scratched his head and showed a kind expression.

The night grew deeper, and with the departure of the two classmates, the long street became completely empty. It seemed that there would be no more customers that day.

Master Yue quickly cleaned up the pots and pans. At this moment, he heard the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground outside the shed, followed by the curtain being lifted.

"Sorry, we are closed today. Please come back tomorrow." Master Yue said casually without turning his head.

“I’m not here to eat noodles.”

The woman's sweet voice rang softly: "I'm here to see you."