Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 314 309. Yuan’s eldest son

In a house in the mountains on the outskirts of Tokyo, a huge, bright bonfire burns slowly in the stone courtyard. A half-meter-high gargoyle stands on the eaves. Maple leaves fall softly, and the starry sky slowly rotates overhead.

The young man and the old man were sitting on their knees across from the dancing light and fire. Their expressions were as hard as stone or steel, and their eyes were swaying with... dim gold.

Minamoto was wearing a black windbreaker like a battle flag, with ukiyo-e paintings on the lining that were messy and complicated. Spider Kiri and Doji Kiri were lying on his left and right sides respectively. The skin on his body seemed to have marble lines and textures under the light of the fire. texture.

Tachibana Masamune was wearing a black striped haori, white socks and wooden clogs. He combed his gray hair back, even the long eyebrows that were the only thing that could add a bit of majesty to his slightly cowardly and gentle face. Be well organized. Even though he is already an old man, his back is still straight. Yuan Zhisheng sometimes thinks of Angers because of this. Only those who have obsessions in their hearts will not grow old, and time cannot defeat their ambitions. .

A long object wrapped in white cloth lay on Tachibana Masamune's knees. His left and right sides were hidden by black gloves because he had lost two of his fingers.

Little fingers of both hands.

"It's been many years since we've been forging knives together here, dad..." Yuan Zhisheng picked out a bottle of bone-chilling vodka from the ice bucket within reach of both of them, pulled out the oak stopper and filled it with Tachibana Masamune and himself each poured a glass.

"Yes, ever since I asked you to learn to lead this family, you rarely have time to come to this sword house." Tachibana Masamune sighed.

"There is nothing we can do about this. Someone has to take on this responsibility. Since you all say that I am Amaterasu, I have to illuminate those who are trekking in the darkness." Yuan Zhisheng said softly.

This mountain sword house is the private property of Tachibana Masamune. It is said that it was renovated from his old house. There is a village not far away. There are many snow cherry blossoms in the village. When winter and spring transition, the white cherry blossoms are in full bloom, like It snowed.

The Shiroha Dog Shrine, which enshrines all the patriarchs and family heads of the past, is not far from the sword house. It only takes twenty minutes to drive there and back. Before becoming the director of the executive bureau, Minamoto Chisei often came here in his free time. Hide yourself here or at Shiroha Dog Shrine.

"You have really grown up, Zongzi. You are no longer the boy I brought out from the mountains." Tachibana Masamune sipped vodka, looking like a real Japanese, as if his many years of experience in Japan had made him I completely forgot about my time in Russia.

"If you carry too many things, you always have to learn to grow." Yuan Zhisheng also sipped vodka.

Although the two people were drinking, their eyes were looking at each other at the same time. The wind blew the bonfire and their clothes flew. The black silhouettes under the orange light looked like towering sculptures.

"Two things." From the moment Yuan Zhisheng put down his wine glass, he seemed to have turned into a businesslike office clerk, looking into Tachibana Masamune's eyes with neither sadness nor joy,

"The first thing is, what should I call you now, dad? Masamune Tachibana? Or... Colonel Bondarev?"

After Genji Heavy Industries was attacked by Deadpool and Corpse Guard, Genji quickly found the hell-like laboratory underground in the titanium black building. The lives of hundreds of innocent people were poured into the so-called "underworld." On the altar of "The Ancient Road", everyone's pain before death can be felt.

He angrily questioned Tachibana Masamune, who was the only one with the ability and the only opportunity to control the construction of such an evil breeding pond under Genji Heavy Industries where Maruyama was built, which even several family heads had never heard of.

Tachibana Masamune prepared a sword for seppuku and a long knife for killing the wrong person. He sat in a pool of blood in the laboratory filled with corpses and accepted the questions of the six family heads, and answered their questions one by one. question.

Everything about Black Swan Port, Dr. Herzog's conspiracy, Tachibana Masamune's identity as Colonel Bondarev under the pseudonym, and the struggle between these two men about ambition and hatred that has continued from the Soviet period to the present day.

At the same time, he confessed that his original purpose of building this laboratory was to create real evolutionary drugs without side effects. Using these evolutionary drugs, he could spawn a huge number of people in Japan, a country full of descendants of the White King. Super humans, these super humans can help him ascend to the throne of the world.

But later the experiment failed. The perfect evolutionary medicine does not exist. As long as any hybrid tries to evolve into a god, it will inevitably fall into the abyss. But Tachibana Masamune accidentally discovered that the serum of Deadpool's fetus can suppress the manic dragon blood and restore the fallen hybrid to sanity, so the purpose of creating Deadpool became to obtain more Deadpool's fetal serum to stabilize the bloodline of Eri Uesugi. .

In the end, Masamune Tachibana sincerely requested all the family heads to allow Minamoto Chisei to be his intermediary for the sake of having struggled in his position as head of the family for so many years to lead the Snake Qihachi family out of its lowest period.

The family heads rejected his request and used the so-called samurai's honor to force Tachibana Masamune not to commit suicide. He is still the head of the Tachibana family, but his position as head of the family was taken away, and Minamoto no Chisei, as Amaterasu, took that position.

Of course, Tachibana Masamune did not pay the price. Minamoto Chisheng chopped off his little finger with the sword used for seppuku, which was a symbol of shame and atonement. Masamune Tachibana was ordered to pay compensation to the families of the victims, which was a huge fortune. The Tachibana family sold more than 30% of their property before finally completing this order in a short period of time.

"I think I've made my position clear to you, childish. From the moment Eri started to look like a real girl, I have completely said goodbye to the identity of Bondarev." Tachibana Masamune's appearance His eyebrows were raised, and the expression on his face was completely different from the fox-like cunning that Lu Mingfei had imagined many times. It looked more like a humble father.

His back is still straight, like a spear that defies old age. It is still sharp, still hard, and can still frighten the enemy on the battlefield.

"I didn't tell you that the experiment to create Deadpool was terminated many years ago. I once thought about killing Eriki to end these unspeakable crimes..." Tachibana Masamune's eyes lowered, his His tone was desolate and sad, his long eyebrows trembling slightly,

"But I can't do it. Maybe at first I did regard her as a tool, or even a weapon that can kill anything in the world. But as you can see, I made a mistake that no careerist should make. The name of that mistake is...mercy."

"Do you think of her as your daughter just because of pity? Dad." Yuan Zhisheng filled the cup with vodka, and the veins on the back of the cold white hand holding the cup pulsated like a group of snakes.

"What about me? What do you think of me?"

"Introducing the wrong person." Tachibana Masamune said, "My sins are too numerous to describe, and death is the mildest punishment for me. I hope it is you who kills me, so that you will have higher prestige in this family. , you will lead the Sheqiba family to another level, and the reason why I do this is...

justice. "

"Justice?" Yuan Zhisheng's tone was full of disbelief and sarcasm. It was incredible that this word came from the mouth of an evil ghost who had kidnapped hundreds of thousands of innocent people from all over the world for twenty years and conducted cruel human experiments. But look at that The old man's resolute and unshakable eyes made Yuan Zhisheng put away his sarcastic expression.

"That's justice. We have already discussed the possibility that the king is Dr. Herzog. This possibility is getting closer to reality as we gain a deeper understanding of the ghosts. Extracts from the bodies of those hunted 'ghosts' The evolutionary medicine that came out has the same ingredients as the notes of Dr. Herzog in Black Swan Port, the disgusting ghoul theory that is highly praised by all the devils, and... the childishness that is getting more and more crazy. "Female, except for Herzog who is very good at pontine splitting surgery and has the deepest understanding of dragons in the world, I really can't think of anyone else," Tachibana Masamune said,

"The man in Black Swan Port showed me his cruelty and his ambition. He imprisoned a real god, and used the blood of that god to research and create super humans, delusional on the corpses of countless people. Build a ladder for him to climb to the top. But I was loyal to the first truly socialist country in human history. The blood of the Soviets flows in my body. We will never overthrow the Tsar. Allowing the next czar to sit on top of our heads, I am willing to bear no matter how many sins I have to bear in order to achieve this goal. But if people commit crimes without having to bear the consequences, then what is the justice of this world? , even if I call the dragon a god, it is just because he is a higher creature. I think gods can also be killed. When I first met you, you were a righteous young man. I hope you can always uphold that. To achieve justice, and finally get justice, you have to kill God, kill Herzog, and let this family continue to prosper."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the blazing bonfire in silence. He drank vodka in silence, smelled of alcohol but was unusually sober, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The ashes scattered sparsely.

His first meeting with Masamune Tachibana...

That really seemed like a century ago. Recalling those painful and joyful past events, Yuan Zhisheng felt like a lonely soul wandering outside everything. At first it seemed that a child was accompanying him, but the child eventually turned into a very evil ghost; then the person accompanying him was replaced by Masamune Tachibana, but Masamune Tachibana's sins allowed him to even stand and speak in front of the devil.

How could a guilty person be qualified to stand by Amaterasu's side? There is no room for evil and darkness under the sun.

It seemed that those things Yuan Zhisheng cherished would eventually leave him, and he was destined to be alone on the road to the end.

Before the discovery of Deadpool's laboratory, Minamoto was still able to rely on Tachibana Masamune, the old man who was so prestigious in the family that even young people would die for him.

After that, he had to bear everything alone.

It's so exhausting.

"If you want, you can still call me daddy. Of course, you can also call me directly by my name Tachibana Masamune." Tachibana Masamune said, "Bondarev is already a name in history, like the one that once collapsed. That alliance of steel.”

The firelight jumped on the side of Yuan Zhisheng's face, and his eyes were slightly lowered. Tachibana Masamune couldn't see the evil eyes that made many people afraid, but he could see Yuan Zhisheng's expression was as hard as if it was illuminated by fire. of lapis lazuli.

"I am sincerely grateful to you and all the family heads for being willing to let me, a sinner, deserve to be thrown into hell, but I still want to say that I am sorry for letting you know so many truths so early. So, It's...a truth that is hard for you to accept." Tachibana Masamune buried his head deeply.

Yuan Zhisheng finally opened his eyes.

"Don't say that. You can atone for your sins by keeping this life. You will only be cast aside when you die." He said coldly, "As for the truth, I will kill the general regardless of whether it is Herzog or something else." Him. And the girl who is my mirror image. This is our fate. One day we will hurt each other with swords. It doesn’t matter. I’m ready.”

The young man's pupils were tempered with golden light spots like the starry sky, and the jumping flames seemed to set off a golden-red wave in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Zongsheng. I originally wanted to take on the role of a father..."

"Enough, that's it. Sensational words are meaningless. After this war is over, I will leave Japan, and you, you will be under house arrest until death." Yuan Zhisheng spat out like a nail. With the cigarette butt in his mouth, he used his toes to crush the small flame that day, and then drank vodka.

"Since we talked about war, let's talk about the second thing." Yuan Zhisheng's body leaned forward slightly, and his breath was like a cold mist in the firelight.

"It was you who united with other family heads to launch the attack on all Kassel Academy strongholds in Tokyo. It was you who dialed the number of the Strategy Department and set off a mafia in this city that could be reported by every country in the world tomorrow. War, right?"

He stared hard into Tachibana Masamune's eyes, as if he wanted to see some emotion in those dead, gray eyes. Perhaps what he expected to see was panic, fear, or shame.

But there was nothing, Tachibana Masamune just smiled.

"It's me. The heads of the family all owe me a favor. Moreover, the plan to confront Cassel Academy was completed long before you became the head patriarch. You should have handed over the information when you took office, but now it seems that the girl named Sakura It seems that I don't have much time to help you organize this information." Tachibana Masamune smiled.

Sakura was really busy, and she had been handling the handover work with the academy. Later, Crow died, and everyone was sad. Although Sakura didn't say it out loud, she drank a lot in the past few days.

"Where's the old man from the Strategy Department?" Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"Before joining the Executive Directorate, I had been in the underworld for many years. After accepting the protection of my family, I still have many friends in the underworld, and many people have accepted my favor." Tachibana Masamune said,

"They're willing to repay the favor."

"I understand, it makes sense. I will finish this war." Yuan Zhisheng stood up. He had already got the answer he wanted. It was very simple to confirm whether Tachibana Masamune was telling the truth. The head of the family and the old people would I accept the old man's affection, but it won't always be like this.

Some debts can be paid off in one go.

Tachibana Masamune let out a long breath and looked up at the starry sky spinning above his head: "You didn't ask me the reason."

"I don't need a reason."

"You need it." Masamune Tachibana said, standing up and staring at Minamoto's naive back. This old man was as serious as a samurai before going out for battle.

"The holy remains of God are really hidden in the Akagui River, and there may also be God's embryo hidden there. God's fetal blood can really save Eri, and it can also make you purer and become the strongest emperor in history."

"I'm not interested in becoming the strongest." Yuan Zhisheng said, but he still stopped and turned his head to look at Tachibana Masamune.

"Because of the Lenin, the academy is trying to explore our Takamagahara, but they are still staring at the family. We have to use something else to attract their attention. A war is the best bait." Tachibana Masamune took a step forward, that The long object lying on his knees was held by a muscular hand and stretched out above the bonfire. The flames teased the white cloth but did not burn it.

"I have spent many years forging the most satisfying sword. With this sword, I can find God, kill God, get the power of God, and let the family escape from the control of the secret party. Zhisheng, please. "Tachibana Masamune's voice was solemn and cold, but also pleading.

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned.

He looked back at the things on the campfire.

The white cloth was torn off, and it was indeed a knife, a long knife.

Compared with the spider cutter or the boy cutter, this knife is very simple. The scabbard and handle are still made of white wood. There was no time to match the tandem. Only a chrysanthemum pattern was painted on the handle with ink.

But it is very sharp. The knife emits a cold light in the bright light of the campfire, and there is a beautiful wavy blade pattern behind the blade.

"Does it have a name?" Yuan Zhisheng asked softly.

"Kannakiri, I hope you can use it to kill gods." Masamune Tachibana also said softly,

“I’ve been practicing knives all my life, and it’s only now that I’ve finally sharpened a knife to perfection, but sometimes a knife is enough to do something.”

Yuan Zhisheng turned around and took the knife, and pulled out a beautiful knife flower, which made the air whistle as if it was chopping something.

"I received it, I will use it to chop off the god's head." Minamoto Chisheng said, he looked at Tachibana Masamune,

"But is it really worth sacrificing so many lives for the sake of killing God and the independence of the family?"

"It's worth it, because this is what the Sheqiba family has been pursuing." The old man sat down again, and his cheeks seemed to have aged ten years in the swaying light of the fire.

Yuan Zhisheng finally turned around and left. This time he didn't look back and just stopped at the door.

"Goodbye, Dad," he said.

"Goodbye," Tachibana Masamune said.