The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 179 You two brothers are both crooked, right?

Tachibana Masamune was silent for a long time, then slowly knelt in front of Minamoto Chisei.

"I'm sorry! I kept this from you for many years."

"In fact, long before today, I have been thinking about how to tell you this."

"Now that the Holy Grail War has broken out and various forces are coming one after another, the situation in Tokyo may be heading for collapse. Maybe one day I, the head of the family, will also face sacrifice. If I don't tell you everything in time, I'm afraid I will take this secret to my grave."

Tachibana Masamune paused, then slowly raised his head and said:

"My real name is not Tachibana Masamune. I am a German named Herzog. I have half Japanese blood. My mother is Tachibana Misa, the last daughter of the Tachibana family."

"The face you see now is actually the result of plastic surgery. If I hadn't had plastic surgery, I would have looked like a typical European. In fact, before I changed my appearance, the owner of this face had made countless mistakes in his life."

Gen Chisei turned around and looked directly into Tachibana Masamune's eyes. His pupils were glowing golden, trembling slightly because of the truth that was about to come.

"Go on... Tell me everything about how I, my brother, and my daughter came to be."

Tachibana Masamune was silent for a moment. He stood up, took a piece of white cloth from the side, spread it on the ground, and threw a long sword with a white scabbard to Minamoto Chisei. He straightened his back, pulled out a short sword from his bosom, and placed it horizontally in front of him.

Yuan Zhisheng caught the long sword with a surprised look on his face, "Do you need me to help you?"

This is the standard preparation for seppuku and kaishakunin. He actually made such preparations, it seems that what Tachibana Masamune is hiding is much more serious than he expected.

When Japanese nobles committed seppuku, they would prepare an elegant sword - which looked like a simple straight knife - for suicide.

The kaishakunin is the assistant of the seppuku performer, who stands behind the performer holding a long sword. When the person in front of him stabs himself in the abdomen, the kaishakunin swings the sword from behind to cut off his head, quickly ending the pain of seppuku.

"I often think," Tachibana Masamune's voice was calm and heavy, "If one day I have to commit seppuku to atone for my life's sins, then I hope you, Chisheng, will be my kaishakunin."

"I don't like being a kaishakunin. Let me hear your reasons."

"It's a long story, starting from my youth."

Tachibana Masamune took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to travel through time and space, back to the distant past, "I was born in Germany, graduated from the University of Munich at the age of 16, entered the Imperial Institute of Biology, and soon became the youngest doctor of genetics there."

"But then the war happened. After the empire was defeated, I became a prisoner of the Soviet Union and was sent by the authorities to a port in the Arctic Circle far away from the world."

"There, the authorities built a new research institute and moved the Empire's gene bank here. I had no choice but to accept the task and continue the unfinished criminal research of my former colleagues in the Empire at the Port Research Institute."

"I stayed in that port for many years, but my research did not go smoothly because I knew nothing about dragons and hybrids at that time. Although my mother's bloodline came from the Orange family, she was a branch with a thin bloodline. By the time of my generation, the bloodline was even thinner, so she never revealed the secrets of the dragon world to me."

"I was therefore very ignorant at the time. Even though I was facing a base with a gene bank as rich as that of the secret party's Kassel Academy, I was guarding a treasure trove in vain until a man named Bondarev broke into the port."

Yuan Zhisheng narrowed his eyes. He felt that this name was the key. "Go on."

"Bondarev claimed to be a KGB colonel and the last descendant of the Romanov dynasty who had guarded the secrets of the dragon race for generations. He revealed all the secrets of the dragon world to me, letting me know what dragons and hybrids are. He also told me that he wanted to use my genetic research to clone countless super hybrids and climb to the throne of the world. His words successfully aroused my greed."

"At that time, I also took the opportunity to learn about my mother's last name, 'Ju', and the genetic source of the three special embryos in my embryo bank, the Shadow Emperor 'Uesugi Yue', and what kind of noble bloodline it indicated. At that time, Bondarev and I planned to use this noble bloodline to mass-produce an invincible army."

"Uesugi... Yue?"

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly heard an unfamiliar name, "Who is he? I don't think I've ever heard of him, and there's no record of this name in my family history."

"Because he is actually a disgrace to the family. Apart from the elders, no one in the family knows about him, and the elders will not mention it to their descendants. Although Uesugi Yue is an emperor, he is a mixed blood of Shenzhou, Japan and France, and grew up in France. Even though he has become the emperor of the family, he is still incompatible with the Japanese environment."

"Uesugi Yue served as the emperor of the family for only eleven years before he fled. Before he fled, he burned down the family's shrine and a large amount of precious materials."

"Since then, Uesugi Yue has been a name that is never mentioned in the family. I first knew about this person because he provided genetic samples to the former Third Reich during his tenure as emperor."

"This is also the genetic source of the three special embryos I mentioned, numbered π, ω, and ξ. Among them, π and ω are you two, Zhisheng and Zhinu."

Yuan Zhisheng was shocked, "So, 'ξ' could be..."

"Yes, the youngest embryo is Eri. She and you, Chisheng, are siblings."————

After saying goodbye to Charlotte, Emiya returned home with Eri. Just as he received a call from Gen Chisei, his phone rang again - it was Kazama Ruri calling.

Hey guys, you guys all have something to do together, right?
Emiya shook his head helplessly and walked into the living room. It was dark outside at this time, and the lights in the distance flickered faintly in the vast darkness. It was already early morning after midnight.

Eri left a note saying "I'm going to take a shower" and ran away in a hurry, her bright red hair swinging vigorously. Emiya noticed that her hands were hidden in her sleeves, as if she was intentionally hiding something, and he didn't know what was going on in her mind.

But there are more important things to do right now than to think about this. Emiya sat down on the sofa in one swoop and answered the call. The life-threatening ringing of the phone finally stopped.

"Kazema Ruri?"

"it's me."

"I just hung up on Yuan Zhisheng a while ago, and you called me the next moment...Are you asking me about the Heroic Spirit Summoning as well?"

"'Also'?" There was a hint of surprise in Kazama Ruri's voice coming out of the microphone, "Emiya, it seems that brother... that Minamoto family member really has a problem with summoning?"

"You mean, there's a problem with the summoning?" Emiya suddenly frowned and straightened up.

"Yes, what I summoned here was not Shuten Douji, but Berserker Ibaraki Douji. So, if the 'chain summoning' you mentioned is still effective, it's not surprising..."

"The person that Genjiro summoned was 'Watanabe Tsuna'?" Emiya understood.

No wonder Minamoto no Chisei suddenly called him urgently, asking about the influence of not being a descendant of the Minamoto clan and choosing too many relics. It turned out that he really did not summon Minamoto no Raikou, but instead summoned Watanabe Tsuna, one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

As soon as Watanabe Tsuna came out, Kazama Ruri immediately summoned Ibaraki Douji, her mortal enemy, with the help of her demon blood.

But what's more serious than this is that Minamoto Chisei is actually a fake member of the Minamoto clan? And even he himself was kept in the dark?

Emiya thought that the inside stories of your family were really explosive. Some of you were undercover spies of the Oni Clan, and some of you were fakes arranged by someone.

After chatting for a few words, Emiya was hurriedly hung up by the other party - Kazama Ruri seemed to be somewhat affected by this shocking fact, and both of them were in a bad mood for conversation.

"But...is this summoning error my fault?"

Emiya scratched his head, feeling somewhat helpless. The information he provided to Genjiro was foolproof. Even though the other party proposed to prepare many holy relics, a situation he had never seen before, he analyzed it carefully based on his experience and gave a serious answer.

Moreover, when he and Minamoto no Chisei met for the first time, the other party admitted that his ancestor was Minamoto no Raikou, so after that, Emiya always had a preconceived notion.

Who knows... Minamoto no Chisei himself is not a descendant of the Minamoto clan at all!

After thinking for a long time, Emiya was determined not to take the blame. This was not his fault, it was definitely the fault of a suspicious person who forged the identity of Minamoto Chisei!

Emiya hurried back to his room and found the lines of information he had written down in his personal notebook... He turned to the handwriting of "Eight Family Heads" and added a new line of words to the note "There is a traitor":

"Young Master Genji is fake."

Emiya paused here and carefully recalled the whole process of meeting Charlotte in the suburbs today, and then leading Eri and the other two to brave the unknown "Mirror World", and finally killing a ball of black mud and successfully escaping and saying goodbye to Charlotte.

He recorded two more lines:

"The Black Holy Grail is suspected to be twisting the earth veins."

"The 'power' that Eri exercises is related to 'death'... Is the god actually 'Izanami'? (Note: Waiting for Nono's confirmation)"

Then--

Emiya flipped through the SMS messages on his phone again. Charlotte in the address book seemed to be unwilling to be lonely in the middle of the night. She had sent another message at some point, which was now quietly lying in the "unread messages" of Emiya's phone:

"Let me ask you, are there any large church organizations near Tokyo? Be careful of the Cathedral Church, they should be here too."

(End of this chapter)