Chapter 193 Henkel’s Ambition

Yuan Zhisheng walked out of the master's quiet room.

In the room behind him, the old man picked up the tea cup, lowered his eyes and drank lightly.

Accompanied by respectful "Young Master" greetings, he returned to his office.

The two guys, Crow and Yasha, were scratching their heads at the King of Fighters. They turned around and saw the young master they were loyal to entering the door. They immediately threw the handle away with joy, trotted over, and stood respectfully beside the boy.

However, there are people who are faster than them.

It's Sakura.

Crow and Yaksha, neither of them saw clearly when the girl appeared.

When she reacted, Sakura was already standing in Yuan Zhisheng's shadow.

As if this place should belong to her.

Perhaps the only one who noticed it was Yuan Zhisheng himself.

After all, it is such a dangerous place behind. As the young master of the eight Sheqi families and the contemporary emperor of Japanese mixed race, if he does not have enough strength, how can he bear such a heavy fate.

But he didn't care.

If you want to say why.

This person is Sakura. It’s a simple reason, but it’s enough, isn’t it?

Yabuki Sakura is a beautiful girl who can be accepted by Minamoto and trust her unconditionally.

"Young Master, do you have any mission?"

Crow rubbed his hands impatiently.

"It must be important to be summoned by the head of the family in person. Well, I..."

"Ah, it hurts!"

Before he finished speaking, the crow was already holding the back of his head and jumping up.

"Talk too much!"

Yasha said fiercely.

"Are these things you should ask? Young Master has his own thoughts whether to tell you or not. Remember your duty as a retainer! Don't let me overstep your bounds!"

Yuan Zhisheng was a little helpless, but he didn't show it on his face and nodded to Yasha.

"Don't embarrass Crow too much, that's just the kind of guy he is."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Yasha bowed in a standard manner, then pressed down on his companion who was still rubbing his head, and said fiercely.

"Why don't you apologize to me, young master, you bastard!"

After some banter, the four of them took their seats.

Noticing the crow's shining eyes and Yasha's restrained but still caring attitude, Yuan Zhisheng smiled implicitly.

It seems that his retainers are very distressed.

Also, as a close servant of the young master who was born in Yakuza, the lowest level of the street, he asked Crow and Yaksha to do tasks such as killing people or collecting protection money, so they would be familiar with the road without blinking an eye.

As for the King of Fighters, using the physical fitness of a mixed race to bully ordinary people is more or less the same. It is really nerve-wracking to fight against masters of the same mixed race around the world, using game controllers instead of swords.

Yuan Zhisheng also knew that because of Eri Yi, his two retainers were really living in dire straits in the past few days. They wanted something to jump out of nowhere and run over to chop each other down.

However, the target of this mission is not just a "ghost".

For a moment, Yuan Zhisheng didn't speak. He recalled the instructions from his parents not long ago. This was the first time that he saw the old man showing such a solemn expression.

"Bronze and Fire."

Tachibana Masamune said this.

Yuan Zhisheng, who was kneeling across from him, couldn't tell the mood of everyone at the moment.

Are believers as ecstatic as seeing the gods they worship?

But it doesn't look like it.

Tachibana Masamune's thin and hunched body was trembling slightly.

For some reason, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to feel an emotion called excitement from the old man in front of him.

"Young boy, have you read the information?"

"Um."

"I want to hear what you think."

Yuan Zhisheng thought for a moment.

"I have doubts about this game."

"oh?"

Tachibana Masamune looked very interested.

"Suspect?"

"Exactly."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Although according to the intelligence we have, Bronze and Fire will indeed revive this year."

"However, slaying a dragon is already an unimaginable feat. How could there be such a thing as usurping divine power?"

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

He remembered the description in the information.

In the post pinned to the top of the hunter website, someone actually held a competition, inviting hybrids from all over the world to come and divide the power of bronze and fire.

Killing God is already an epic that only exists in legends.

There are actually people who are greedy for the throne of gods.

What an exaggerated ambition.

"Usurping divine power."

Tachibana Masamune repeated his adopted son's words.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Your suspicion is correct, Zongsheng. There are no mortals in this world who can touch the throne of God."

The head of the eight Sheqi families said so.

"It's just that since the people behind the hunter website set up this arena, we, who are responsible for the emperor's blood, can't make sense not to go there."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"I'll leave tomorrow."

"Not urgent."

Tachibana Masamune raised his hand and looked at his adopted son kindly.

"I'm already old."

First he let out such a sigh, and then Tachibana Masamune said.

"The position of parent should be handed over to you in the past two years."

Yuan Zhisheng's expression changed.

"Your body..."

"OK OK."

Tachibana Masamune smiled cheerfully, really like a kind and kind elder.

"I know how my body is doing."

"Everyone has a mission."

"I have led the Sheqi family to this day. It is almost time to hand over this position to young people."

Zhisheng, you are a powerful warrior and a competent leader. I feel relieved to entrust the Sheqi Eight Family to you. "

Tachibana Masamune said with emotion.

Until then, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized that the man in front of him was already so old.

He lowered his head, unable to bear to look at the old man's ravaged face.

The handsome boy pursed his lips.

"If possible, I would like to remain the young master and be your sword."

Tachibana Masamune laughed happily twice.

He slapped his adopted son on the shoulder vigorously.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you kid!"

"It's just my place. If you go out, you can't do this."

"I know, I know everything."

"You have always been a gentle child."

The old man suddenly fell silent for a long time.

"The Buddhist altar in your room, after all these years, are you still blaming yourself for what happened to Zongnu's child?"

Yuan Zhisheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Tachibana Masamune let out a long sigh.

"Thank you for your hard work, Zhisheng."

"If that child knew better, he would definitely forgive you."

"Thanks."

Yuan Zhisheng said this and changed the topic.

"So, because of family matters, I can't go?"

"Um."

Tachibana Masamune nodded happily.

“You get to be exposed to the family business and work.”

"In addition, you also have to learn to think from the perspective of everyone's parents."

"Although I don't know who is behind the Iron Throne, with the power of bronze and fire as bait, a lot of blood will probably be shed in this game."

The old man said carefully.

"Zongsheng, your life is more important than you think."

"But you must not take risks easily."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"I see."

"I don't know who will go to the United States..."

Tachibana Masamune smiled.

The mist from the tea soup blurred his eyes.

"I remember that the head of the Feng Mo Family said, Zhisheng, you have a surprising nickname."

The so-called Xiao surname is a position held during the Warring States Period in Japan. In modern terms, it should be the special assistant to the patriarch.

And Minamoto's special assistant is Sakura Yabuki.

The young master of the Eight Sheqi Family frowned slightly.

"Isn't Sakura inappropriate?"

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Tachibana Masamune comforted him.

"We don't ask her to win the final."

"This is also unrealistic."

"No matter how you put it, it involves existences like the four great monarchs. No matter how outstanding your nickname is, it is probably as fragile as glass in front of the gods."

The old man sighed again.

"God."

He shook his head.

"What I mean is, let her go there, avoid fighting and killing, and put gathering intelligence and protecting yourself as the first requirement."

"Do you think this is okay, childish?"

Tachibana Masamune used a consultative tone.

Yuan Zhisheng thought for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Master."

He said solemnly.

"I'm going to disappoint you."

"But I don't want to experience the loss of a loved one again."

Tachibana Masamune was stunned for a moment.

"Relatives?"

…………

After waking up from his memories, he noticed that the retainers were staring at him intently, and Yuan Zhisheng straightened his face.

He looked at the crows Yasha and Sakura one by one.

Everyone who made eye contact with the boy felt a chill in their hearts. They felt that something extremely important was about to be announced.

Finally, Yuan Zhisheng looked at the girl.

"Come with me to America, Sakura."

The girl didn't hesitate.

"yes."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Crow and Yasha who were obviously restless.

He smiled.

"As for you, you can decide for yourself whether to go or not."

He added before the raven blurted out.

"First of all, I would like to remind you that this mission is very dangerous. If you want to go, be prepared to die."

Crow and Yasha stood upright and nodded vigorously.

"Hi!"

Just listen to them speaking in unison.

"Please allow us to follow you!"

After a moment of silence, when the crow's vest started to sweat, Yuan Zhisheng finally nodded.

The two of them were immediately happy.

"Before introducing the content of the mission, I need to emphasize one point."

Yuan Zhisheng said to the three of them.

"On this trip, the first rule is to protect yourself. Don't try to do unnecessary things. The people you meet may be far more than you think."

…………

At the same time, on the European continent, the birthplace of the Western mixed-race family, meetings were being held urgently one after another.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Can't be sure, but it's bronze and fire."

"Yeah, bronze and fire."

No hybrid could remain indifferent to the temptation of the Dragon King.

Especially these ancient families in Europe.

Kassel has a leader who fights the dragons until death, Angers.

So this campus has the highest goal of slaying the dragon.

It is also the only goal.

But not all hybrids want to slay dragons.

Unlike Kassel, European families have a very subtle attitude towards dragons.

They fear the power of dragons.

And I was deeply fascinated by it.

This can be seen from their self-positioning.

Many people from mixed-race families, especially the younger generation who have not experienced blood and fire in a hundred years, regard themselves as absolute elites, regard themselves as beings higher than humans, and enjoy the pleasure of controlling the direction of the world in an understatement.

Although it is a bit exaggerated to say this, it is almost a fact. That is, these families united together are the uncrowned king of this world, the king who speaks the truth.

Speaking of which, even if it means slaying a dragon, there are fundamental differences.

The people of Kassel slay dragons simply to kill dragons.

These people in Europe are different.

Their slaying of dragons is to replace them and put themselves on the throne of dragons.

As for now.

Media channels, wealth distribution rights, value definitions, etc. are almost all controlled by ancient mixed-race families.

And once you have these, it is no exaggeration to describe you as an uncrowned king.

This is also the source of their glory and pride.

If it weren't for the Sword of Damocles, the Dragon King, who could resurrect and make a comeback at any time, there would even be families who couldn't help but stand on the stage and establish a country unique to the mixed race.

And now, although I don't know whether it is true or not, someone actually sent an invitation to hybrids all over the world to jointly divide the power of bronze and fire.

What could be more wonderful than this?

For the mixed-race family that claims to be the uncrowned king, they have obtained everything they can, including wealth, status and even absolute violence, and they stand at the apex of human society.

But this is just a mortal thing like human beings.

Everything always has its limitations.

Such as lifespan.

Even if he is a mixed race, even if he is the legendary Angers, it is indeed an exaggeration to be able to rush into the battlefield at the age of one hundred and thirty, but what about ten years later? What about twenty years?

To put it bluntly, no matter how overestimating Angers is, can he really live to be two hundred years old?

impossible.

This is simply not something that a mixed race can do.

Unless, upgrade to a dragon.

With the immortal soul of dragons and the characteristics of cocoon reincarnation, once they obtain these, the European mixed-race families will truly establish their own kingdom of God on earth.

And they are gods.

A secret room with flickering candlelight, the highest meeting of European mixed-race families.

The old man named Henkel spoke.

"Let the kids be."

He said calmly.

"The owner of the Iron Throne can only be us."

"What if this is just a scam?"

someone asked.

Henkel smiled.

"From the information channels of everyone here, you should know that the Bronze City that appeared in the Three Gorges not long ago disappeared."

"My old friend, the Angtian people, have been soaking in the water for months and haven't found anything."

Han Gao shrugged.

"After all, it is the palace of bronze and fire."

“We should not be surprised by the power of monarchs and what they can do.”

"And this time, in that post, along with the Iron Throne, there were photos of the Seven Deadly Sins."

"Do you need me to introduce you to the seven deadly sins?"

Han Gao lowered his voice and spoke slowly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the ghosts and gods in the world.

"The Black King ordered a torture instrument made of bronze and fire. It is the pinnacle of dragon alchemy technology. It is used to execute the other three monarchs."

Henkel said.

"Since the person behind it can come up with the seven deadly sins, even if the Iron Throne match is just a lie, then he must also have information about bronze and fire."

"find him."

Henkel ordered like a superior.

No, he is the superior.

"Slaying dragons is not just for Ange, we can do it too."

"As long as we get the authority of bronze and fire, maybe we can reopen a complete bloodline system."

The people present could not help but breathe a little heavier.

The temperature in the secret room seemed to rise slightly.

This is not some fantasy.

Since bronze and fire can leave a bloodline inheritance from the second generation to the fourth generation, and even include hybrids.

So it is not impossible for them to do the same thing after gaining the authority of the Iron Throne.

Is not it?

It is true that the world-destroying spirit of bronze and fire is terrifying.

His power and power are also desirable.

But compared to these, the mixed-race families represented by Henkel are more interested in the inheritance represented by the bronze and fire lines.

"Okay, that's it."

Henkel summary.

"Let the young kids be."

"With their bloodline and family's energy, I believe no one can block our path to the throne."

Henkel smiled.

"Even if it's S-class, it's the same."

"Don't forget, there is only one S-class."

The family representatives laughed in unison.

Yes, there is only one S-class.

And their power is beyond what an S-class can imagine.