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

Chapter 225 Yao Lan Stays Tonight

"The contract is interrupted? Is this going to happen again?"

The heart that had just been relieved by Yuan Zhisheng suddenly rose to his throat when he heard what Watanabe Tsuna said. Uesugi Yue also stared at Watanabe Tsuna anxiously.

Fortunately, Watanabe Tsuna spoke calmly and in an organized manner.

"Based on what I have observed, your brother was manipulated by the enemy due to some kind of music, so even if the contract was terminated, it should not be his own will."

"Eh? But I heard Emiya say that he saved the little girl from Odin!"

Watanabe Tsuna's eyes widened slightly upon hearing that someone seemed to have clearly outperformed Odin in combat.

"So there are such brave warriors in this era? It seems that I underestimated the world... Excuse me, can you tell me the details of what happened to your brother?"

"The situation is still unclear. We are preparing to send someone to help. It seems that he has lost an arm."

"…That must be because he has seized the Command Seals."

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but glance at the back of his hand, "Saber, do you mean that if I cut off my hand I can take the Command Seal?"

"It depends on the situation. If the opponent is well versed in magic, it may not be impossible to take away the stigmata of the Command Seals or even transfer the control of the Servant."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng's expression suddenly became solemn. "It seems that we are still too early to be happy. The enemy's combat power may not have weakened at all. We need to speed up the arrangements. Father, let's go pick up our daughter..."

A ring interrupted his words. A new number suddenly called his cell phone.

Yuan Zhisheng frowned and saw that the number displayed was "Yaksha", "Hello?"

"Boss, it's me!"

Yasha shouted in a rough voice, and as soon as he opened his mouth he completely forgot that he should call him "head of the family", although Yuan Zhisheng was too lazy to correct this funny guy.

"Boss, good news! We have successfully captured the broadcasting room! We also found the people who occupied the room and played some bangzi music. They are the ones who spread the rumors about the family's Tsukuyomi (Eri)!"

However, Yuan Zhisheng had already understood the pattern of this speech, and he interrupted it directly with a tactic:
"Okay, so what's the bad news?"

He had assigned the task to Crow before, so he should have been the one to report the results. But now that Yasha was the one reporting, it meant that... Crow felt embarrassed that he had messed up.

In other words, Yaksha is naturally less cunning than Crow, which is why he is willing to help him like this.

"Uh——" The Yaksha in the receiver made a hesitant sound, and finally spoke hesitantly.

"The bad news is, they all committed suicide. It's true, I didn't even have time to shoot them in the head, but they prepared their own methods and committed suicide on the spot. They seemed more decisive than those... ninjas from the Fuma family."

"Okay, I see."

Yuan Zhisheng spoke calmly; this kind of thing was not unexpected to him.

When Odin suddenly appeared after "coming back from the dead" and kidnapped the Source Girl, he knew that things were not that simple.

The most urgent task was to bring the girl back for treatment. Although she was a royal hybrid, the wound of the broken arm would not be fatal if the bleeding was stopped in time. But there was a high probability that a large amount of Herzog's information was stored there, which was the key.

"Yaksha, tell Crow to downgrade the urgency of the enemy attack. Hand over the examination of the bodies to the forensic team. We need to arrange a convoy to form an investigation team and go to this place. The work there may include the transportation of large equipment. We might as well prepare more trailers..."

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The evening breeze blew slowly in the sky, but it could not dispel the endless torrential rain. From afar, it looked like the gods were pouring out of a silver pot, and white water flowed out, turning Tokyo into a silver city coated with a thin glow.

The rain has not stopped since the past few days. It seems as if God is determined to rain down all the rainfall for the whole year before he will stop.

Emiya raised his eyes, looked around, and finally came to this conclusion.

He rode on the grooves of Melusina's back, with his jagged dragon wings spread out from both sides, and a thin layer of flames formed a cover to evaporate the rain, shielding the two from the endless rain. Not long ago, after meeting the convoy led by Gen Chisei, Emiya took Melusina away from the scene.

He really had no interest in staying in the dark and gloomy Herzog's lair. According to Yuan Zhisheng, it was estimated that at least one full night would be arranged in that place to complete the investigation and transportation work.

Emiya didn't want to stay in that damn place smelling disinfectant and other strange odors, and stay there all night like he was in prison.

On this return trip, since there was no need to pursue the enemy, the flight speed was still fast, but it was not as outrageous as when it came here with the rocket boosters.

The feeling of not being able to speed up did not make the little dragon feel disappointed. She felt the warmth from the passenger on her back, and a look of satisfaction flashed across her face.

Melyuchina flapped its dragon wings, and even twisted its waist and dragon tail from time to time, like a pet dog wagging its tail, expressing the joy of feeling the warmth and flying freely.

The speed of flying increased gradually without noticing, so the rain encountered became denser, but no matter how much it was, it was blocked and dissipated by Emiya's fireworks. The smile on Melusina's face suddenly became even more intense.

Perhaps, she has realized that she does not just love the soaring speed of flight, but also wants to feel the flowing warmth.

The continuous rain soaking through the body and taking away the heat was terrible. At this time, as long as I stayed close to Emiya, I could always feel the gentle warmth that was enough to melt the fine snow.

"Hey, hey, stop moving! That's enough. If you keep moving, I won't be able to sit still."

Emiya protested while holding the dragon-horn-shaped steering wheel.

He had wanted to use the "contemplation method" on the way back, visualizing the outside world from a bird's-eye view to construct a mental landscape, but Melyucina was extremely excited, twisting and turning up and down, not stable at all, making it impossible for Emiya to fix his vision.

After so much back and forth, even the groove where Emiya was sitting was gradually getting hot.

"Sorry... I overdid it." Melyusina was obviously in high spirits and blinked playfully.

At the Emiya residence that night.

"What do you mean by overdoing it!?" After hearing what the little female dragon said, Nono almost grabbed Emiya by the collar and asked what the two of them had been doing for so long outside.

Could it be that he would just float in the sky and be beaten by wind and rain? She didn't believe it!
Emiya shrugged without panicking, "We just happened to encounter Odin and had a fight, but this guy ran away."

"Odin? He is not dead after all!" As soon as this was mentioned, Nono's attention was instantly diverted.

"Yes, I also brought this back for you." Emiya handed over a long box. "Although I failed to keep him completely, I still let Odin keep a part of his...arm."

"Ah?" Nono thought to himself, why do I want Odin's arm? I fucking want Odin's life!

"As for revenge, you can't take it for now, but you can use this to vent your anger."

Nuonuo spread his hands, "What's the point of using one arm to vent your anger? Cut it into pieces and wrap it up to make paper figurines? Chop it into minced meat and eat it as a snack? Please, I'm not a three-year-old child. I don't need this method to comfort myself. This is your reward. I'll give it back to you."

Melusina looked at Nono, and refused the "trophy" box that Emiya had won with great difficulty. She waved her hand and turned away, and her big eyes were filled with a little doubt for a moment.

"Master, does she not like spoils of war?"

Emiya reached out and covered Melusina's soft silver-haired head. "Some things cannot be solved by one or two small victories, especially the hatred that is remembered. It requires a more costly victory to dispel it."

"Hatred..." Melyusina savored the word.

"Your Master, Nono, has bad memories of the past, but she avoided them from you because Nono did not treat you as a tool to help her revenge, but as a reliable partner."

"partner……"

"Come to my room tonight, and I'll make up for the part that Nuonuo didn't teach you."

(End of this chapter)