They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

Emiya ignored her and turned his eyes to the phone screen. In the message log, Wazhu first sent a lot of words saying that she had something urgent to say, but she also cautiously asked at the end:

"Is there no one else in your bed tonight?"

"???"

Emiya looked at the grievance that seemed to be overflowing from the screen, and felt confused for a moment. He subconsciously began to click the buttons on his phone and type, "No one."

The Wa Lord on the other side replied immediately, his mood suddenly changing from gloomy to cheerful, accompanied by a smiling emoji, "Is that so! It's okay then!"

What are you women doing behind my back?

"So, what's the urgent matter?"

"Oh, it's news from Japan, and it's related to you, Shirou."

Wazhu was not vague and directly informed, "It seems that there are eight great families in the island country who are begging our Zhou family to visit for exchanges. They heard about your achievements, Shirou, and specifically mentioned you."

"Call me by name? I've been away for so long, and they invited the Zhou family and also called me by name?"

When Emiya heard the word "eight families", he suddenly remembered that "The Adventure of El-Melloi II" mentioned that the Japanese magic organization was composed of eight families.

They preserve different "divine bodies", the official name of which is "divine body casting", which means the fragments and remains of gods. The performance of Japanese magic depends on the fragments of gods.

"Shirou, have you forgotten again? You carry the Dragon Severing Platform with you. Carrying that treasure with you represents the Zhou family. They wouldn't dare to bypass me and invite you alone."

Wazhu explained helplessly, "How many forces do you think have come to test you in various ways during this period? I've repelled them all."

Emiya didn't expect that Wazhu would quietly take on so many troubles on his behalf. "I really didn't expect this... Thank you for your hard work."

"Hmph, then come back and see me when you have time."

"to make."

After receiving the answer, the corners of Wazhu's mouth rose. In fact, it didn't take her much effort to block the hands extended by those forces.

But! If you don't say that, how can you gain home-field advantage? It's true that playing pitiful and weak to win a man's love and win the position of the heroine is the truth of the world.

"By the way, Master Wa, if you agree to their request, you must be careful and cautious about their trump card, the 'Divine Body'. Don't underestimate it."

"Divine body?" The word "god" sounded familiar to Wa. Could it be the same as Odin from last time?

"I only know the general situation. It should be a fragment of the gods passed down from ancient times."

Emiya recalled the vague story of the Yazawa family in "The Adventure of El-Melloi II". It seemed that there was a daughter of the Yazawa family, Yazawa Akira, who was the vessel of "Okuninushi".

"The way to utilize this divine body is to transplant it into the body of the most qualified offspring, using it as a vessel to carry the divine."

Chapter 119: Zhisheng, your strength must be no weaker than Emiya

After the rain in the mountains, the air brought by the breeze is extremely moist, and its majestic momentum is like a rolling tide.

The vast green sea sways its branches in the wind, spreading continuously upward from the foot of the mountain until it extends to the top of the mountain which is obscured by the mist.

A young man with a rather feminine appearance started from the foot of the mountain. He had straight eyebrows and fair skin, and was wearing the dark green Kassel Academy uniform. When he reached the middle of the mountain, he turned into a small house as if he was familiar with the route.

Firelight shone through the hut, and the sound of hammer hitting steel was long and clear. An old man in white linen clothes was forging a knife blank by the fire. As the old man's movements rose and fell skillfully, bright sparks flew everywhere.

"Zhisheng, are you back from vacation? How is the living environment at Kassel Academy?"

When the old man saw the young man, he put the knife blank back into the charcoal fire, shook his hands to take a breath, covered his cheek with a slightly damp towel and rubbed it hard twice.

"Are you tired after all this travel? Sit down and rest. On the table is the newly delivered Kikurime Ginjo, a masterpiece by Master Hisahiko Noguchi. Take a sip to moisten your throat."

The young man, Gen Chisei, was unfazed by the old man. He took off his dark green school uniform and hung it on a hook in the hut—the hut with the forge running was incredibly hot—then he pulled two bottles of chilled Kikurihime Ginjo from the small freezer on the table and handed one to the old man in front of him...

That is his father, Masamune Tachibana, the head of the Snake Eight Families, the largest mixed-race force in Japan.

"Dad," Yuan Zhisheng said, sitting by the stove, holding a bottle of sake. "I thought you would be waiting for me in the office. After all, you never wrote to me before specifically saying you hoped I would come home soon after summer vacation this year."

It felt like something important was happening, as if the letter was urging Yuan Zhisheng, who was studying at Kassel College, to come back quickly.

Although Minamoto no Nakasei called Tachibana Masamune "Dad", the relationship between him and the old man was obviously not a biological father and son relationship. To be precise, he was the "adopted son" of Tachibana Masamune, the supreme leader of the Eight Snake Families and the patriarch.

Minamoto no Chisei did not know who his biological parents were. In his early years, he and his younger brother were fostered in a mountain villager's home in Kadori Town. His adoptive father was a heavy drinker and treated the Genji brothers badly. He always complained that the support he gave was not enough.

The precocious Gen Chisei guessed from these words that someone was secretly sending child support to the two brothers, and even thought that his biological parents were still alive. However, he did not wait for his parents, but waited for Tachibana Masamune, a cadre of the Snake Eight Clan, who was dressed like a middle-aged office worker.

It turned out that the person who had been providing child support was Masamune Tachibana. This gangster wanted to adopt him as his son, claiming that he hoped to use Minamoto no Chisei's excellent bloodline to help him ascend to a high position in the family. After several twists and turns, Minamoto no Chisei finally agreed to follow Masamune Tachibana.

Only after entering the Snake Eight Clans did Minamoto no Chisei realize that Minamoto's bloodline belonged to the "upper three clans" among the Snake Eight Clans, different from the "lower five clans" of lower status.

The three upper families, Minamoto, Tachibana, and Uesugi, are direct descendants of the "God" (White King). Their bloodlines are superior to those of other families and they are more qualified to lead the eight Snake families.

Tachibana Masamune claimed that his bloodline was only average in the Tachibana family, but mixed-bloods like Minamoto no Chisei were super mixed-bloods that could be called "Emperor".

According to the research of the Secret Party, once the proportion of dragon blood in the body of a hybrid exceeds 50%, the dragon spirit will suppress the human spirit and the hybrid will degenerate into a deadpool.

However, the hybrids of Japan are descendants of the White King, the god who controls the spiritual element. A very small number of top hybrids born from this can achieve a body ratio exceeding 50% dragon blood while still retaining a human heart. These super hybrids are called "Emperors" by the Eight Snake Clans.

In this mixed-blood family, the emperor is the natural strongest and leader, and the imperial blood flowing in his body is also a proof of the excellence of the bloodlines of the three families above.

Every time an emperor appears, he is destined to become the patriarch of the Eight Snake Qi Families... This is almost an iron rule of tradition that has remained unchanged from ancient times to the present.

With the support of Minamoto no Nakasei, the adopted son of the emperor, and his own diligent hard work, Tachibana Masamune was finally promoted step by step. He was promoted from a cadre to the head of the Tachibana family, and finally successfully sat on the throne of the patriarch three years ago.

Although Yuan Zhisheng is young, he holds a high position. His strength has won recognition and admiration from many people in the Sheqi Eight Families, especially the younger members.

However, he was currently attending Kassel College for further studies, arranged by his family, so he could only come back during the holidays to check on his family...

As for sending disciples of the clan to study at Kassel College, it has been a long-standing practice. Even though Yuan Zhisheng is the "Emperor" of the Eight Snake Clans, he is no exception.

Of course, the Eight Snake Families would definitely refuse the secret party's bloodline testing on the Japanese hybrids in the advanced training class.

No testing or blood sampling or analysis is permitted. The Eight Snake Qi Clan has strictly guarded all the secrets of the "God" from ancient times to the present, eliminating the possibility of the secret party discovering the secret of the Yuanzhisheng Emperor's blood.

"Zhisheng, before you came back this time, did you notice any rumors in the academy?"

At this moment, Tachibana Masamune, who was bending over beside the forge, sat up straight. The relaxed expression on his face quietly disappeared, and the majestic aura brought by his high position and power climbed up between the old man's brows, turning him from a katana craftsman in white linen clothes into the well-known patriarch of the Snake Eight Families in an instant.

"Rumors?" Yuan Zhisheng's expression tightened upon hearing this. "No, there's no important news among the students, and the professors who are teaching in the advanced classes are also teaching normally."

Why did Dad bring this up? Was the secret party planning something big? Dad asked me to come back quickly because he suspected the secret party had discovered the secret of my royal blood.

"Everything is normal, which is the biggest abnormality." Tachibana Masamune said solemnly, "Chisheng, you are at Kassel Academy, so you are blocked from certain news. I'm afraid that any signs of public opinion will be quickly suppressed by orders from the higher-ups, because they want to prevent the breeding of an atmosphere of unrest."

"During this time, several major events have been reported from Shenzhou across the sea. First, the Norse god 'Odin' appeared, causing a serious incident that nearly exposed the secrets of the dragon clan to the outside world. In the end, he was defeated by the combined efforts of the Shenzhou families. The 'godslayer' was named Emiya Shirou."

"Secondly, the Secret Party lost in negotiations with the Shenzhou aristocratic families. The specific details are unknown, but the result is clear: the Secret Party's influence has almost withdrawn from Shenzhou. Moreover, the Secret Party's defeat is not an isolated case. Similar scenes have also been played out in many places in Europe."

"...However, the family's intelligence channels regarding the European mixed-blood forces are not well established, so we are unable to obtain more detailed information."

Yuan Zhisheng was practically stunned after hearing this. What was going on? He had only been in school for one semester, and when he came back, he was suddenly told that the world outside had changed?

Is the secret party no longer a global and all-powerful force?

Wait, this is definitely a good thing for the Sheqi Eight Clans, who have long been suppressed by the Secret Party! In other words...

"That's right, Zhisheng, this is our chance to turn things around!"

Tachibana Masamune stared at the flickering flames in the stove. "For the past century, our family has been intimidated by the threats posed by Angers and the Secret Party, forcing us to bow our heads and remain humble. While we nominally have an equal alliance with the Secret Party, their influence is pervasive."

"We joined the Secret Party as a branch in Japan and established an executive bureau modeled after the Secret Party's executive department. Through years of operation, these organizations have been firmly controlled by our people, but institutionally, we still belong to the Secret Party. At most, we are an 'autonomous region' under the Secret Party, not truly independent."

"Zhisheng, now is our chance. The Secret Party is showing its decline. Whether we can use this opportunity to escape from the Secret Party's clutches depends on our efforts."

When Tachibana Masamune said this, his tone was excited. His expression caught the eyes of Minamoto Chisei, but the latter was not infected at all. His expression only hid a hint of fatigue from the power struggle.

Yuan Zhisheng was not an ambitious person, but he did not object to his father's statement. Instead, he calmed down and asked, "Dad, what are you going to do?"

"Emiya Shirou, the God Slayer who claims to have killed Odin." Tachibana Masamune uttered a name, "That is the power we should strive for."

"Emiya... Shirou...? Is he a wild hybrid?"

Gen Chisheng had never heard of a mixed-blood family named Emiya on this island nation, but that didn't stop him from marveling at the idea. "Without receiving any dedicated training from a family, he's actually achieved this. Judging from his god-killing exploits, I'm no match for him."

"That's right, this is exactly the kind of talent the family needs." Tachibana Masamune didn't care about Emiya's background, he only cared about the great help he could bring to the family.

"This godslayer is rumored to possess the Dragon-Severing Platform, the most precious treasure of one of the oldest families in Shenzhou, the Zhou family. My guess is that the support of various families and the magical effects of the Dragon-Severing Platform played an indispensable role in the godslayer war."

"Although many factions have inferred that Odin is a Dragon King based on the elemental turbulence of 'suspected world-destroying word spirits,' Emiya, who killed Odin, may not be a Dragon King himself. A reasonable estimate is that he is within the realm of a stronger second-generation species."

"Chisheng, in my opinion, your strength is no less than Emiya's. Your 'Shang' bloodline is even higher than those 'S-rank' hybrids of the secret party. So if you were in that battlefield, you would be able to slay dragons and kill gods just as well. So there's no need to be envious of him."

"God-killing... Can I really kill God?"

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head secretly in his heart. He was not familiar with Odin. The god he knew most clearly was the White King, whose descendants were spread throughout the entire island nation.

This deity bestowed upon them a powerful bloodline, but it also created countless dangerous "ghosts" whose spirits were prone to the degeneration of dragons. These ghosts' bloodlines were extremely unstable, and they could spiral out of control at any moment, their behavior saturated with dragons' bloodlust, sliding irreversibly towards the abyss of becoming Deadpool.

Some half-bloods even betrayed their families when their bloodlines were judged to be unstable. They eventually gathered together to form the "Fierce Ghost Clan" organization that openly confronted the Eight Snake Clans for many years.

The dangerous organization of the Ghost Clan does not compete for or attempt to overthrow the ruling status of the Eight Snake Clans, but fanatically pursues the path to becoming a god - they attempt to find the sealed "fragments of God", that is, the remains of the White King, so that they can "leap over the dragon gate" and evolve into pure-blooded dragons.

Before Yuan Zhisheng went to Kassel Academy for further studies, his job at the Enforcement Bureau was to kill demons, executing those mentally disturbed, degenerate hybrids filled with violent desires, or hunting down those fierce demons who aspired to become dragons. This kind of killing became almost a daily routine, a daily routine filled with the smell of blood.

If killing God can end this cruel cycle of tragedy, then Yuan Zhisheng sincerely hopes to kill their "God".

At this time, Tachibana Masamune was sitting in front of the fire, half of his face was illuminated by the flickering flames, and the other side was hidden in the shadows.

"Don't worry, Zhisheng. Sooner or later, we will put an end to the history of ghosts. The fierce ghosts will not succeed. The secrets of 'God' must be buried forever."

Chapter 120 You want it again, right?

Inside the Regent Hotel, the pure-blooded dragon wagged its tail with a hint of excitement and anticipation.

"Hey! Can you hide your tail for a moment?"

Nono asked Melyuchina to change into the new clothes she had bought, but she frowned when she saw a black dragon tail with pointed horns playfully emerging from under the latter's light dark blue hem, swaying as if in a happy mood.

"...Oh." Melyuchina's tail flexibly retracted into the gap between her clothes, hidden behind her back and continued to sway from side to side unnoticeably.

"..."

Today was finally the day to leave. Emiya and Nono were packing up to leave this coastal city. Old Tang, however, seemed determined to stay and compete with his online friends in esports, ready to face off against this young prodigy to the bitter end. Therefore, he would need to stay for a while...

As for Melyusina, Nono, for some reason, decided to have her disguised as a human and accompany them. To this end, Emiya had to contact the potato chip girl Su Enxi and pay her the money to entrust her with a legitimate identity as "Nono's distant French cousin."

"...So, Melyuchina, from now on you will be my distant cousin. Please call me sister, okay?"

"Oh, I see, Master."

Melyuchina's answer made Nono's eyes go dark, and then his eyes continued to follow the two of them as he glanced around behind them. The magnificent large and small lights and the prosperous carvings were enough to make people dazzled.

They were now preparing to have their last meal at the Regent Hotel's Executive District restaurant before checking out and leaving.

The restaurant seemed empty at this time, but the chefs and service staff would still be waiting for the guests to dine at any time during working hours, so the three of them chose a private room near the corner. When they picked up the menu, a waiter immediately came over to serve tea and water, and prepared clean and tidy cutlery, etc.

"What are we eating this time?"

When Emiya picked up the menu, he glanced at the two of them. Nono looked indifferent. She had eaten well at Chen's house before, and now she was with Emiya and had tasted his cooking. Now looking at the menu of this star-rated hotel was like looking at an ordinary canteen.

Melyuchina, who was allowed to attend a physical event here for the first time, looked at the exquisite pictures on the menu as if she were looking at flowers... She probably didn't know the ordering process of human restaurants and thought that the menu was just for appearance.

"Forget it, I'll do it... I want this Mexican taco, and some spaghetti with basil pesto, and then some more—Vietnamese spring rolls, Peking duck, Thai green curry chicken, and finally, tuna belly with matsutake mushrooms, well-done steak with black pepper mushroom sauce, blue lobster with black truffle sauce, and Vegemite bread... Oh, and some snacks and tea..."

Emiya was obviously familiar with the tastes and different flavors of these delicacies, as he flipped through the menu and quickly recited the names of the dishes.

The waiter was ticking off the order with a pen at the side. He was very professional and did not ask the man and two women why they ordered so much at once. He just asked them to wait patiently and refilled their tea before leaving.

"By the way... do you really need to eat so much?"

Nono looked at the list Emiya had just submitted. It contained enough dishes to fill an entire round table. She looked at Emiya and Melyusina in surprise. It was understandable that Melyusina, a female dragon, ate a lot, but Emiya also...

"Indeed, it feels like my appetite has been getting bigger and bigger lately..."

Emiya wondered if it was because he expended too much energy creating his Noble Phantasms, or perhaps the dragon blood bath had given him a physique similar to Altria's?

Melyusina replied in a measured tone, "Materialization consumes more mana. In order to reduce the Master's burden of mana supply, it is necessary to provide additional food."

"I already told you to call me sister! And don't explain what you just said to me in such a public place."

The fresh and hot food was soon served on the table, and the three of them ate with relish. Nono chose the most human way of eating, while Emiya used the knife, fork, bowl and chopsticks to put the food into his mouth at high speed. In order to achieve higher efficiency, he even used his mind to improve his food grabbing skills!

"!" Melyuchina seemed to realize she was at a disadvantage in this technical maneuver. However, she didn't show any displeasure. Instead, she excitedly shouted, "Let's see who's the strongest!" Then, a dragon tail extended from her back!

The whooshing sound instantly rang out on the dining table.

Amidst Nuonuo's series of complaints, "Do you really need to fight for the strongest glutton in a place like this?", Melyuchina's pointed dragon tail with a hook shape quickly took off and landed like a salvaging tool, directly hooking away the entire plate.

So the three of them fought fiercely at the table until the waiter spoke and stopped the fight.

"Hello, the three dim sum dishes—bird's nest egg tarts, Longjing shrimp dumplings, and truffle and foie gras dumplings—are ready. Please enjoy."

The neatly dressed waiter served the dishes and bowed before leaving, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind... Did he just see a dark shadow flash across the table? Was it an illusion?