A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 303 The Genji brothers were nothing more than playthings in his hands.
In an office deep inside an underground casino in Osaka Prefecture.

Ryoma and Kogure of the Demon Clan were massaging Kazama Ruri's shoulders. Kazama Ruri's delicate face, which could shame any woman, had her long, beautiful eyebrows furrowed together, clearly indicating that she was suppressing her anger.

The office door was silently pushed open, and the king, wearing a Noh mask and a striped kimono, saw the two of them and mocked in a nasty, off-key voice, "Looks like I've come at the wrong time."

"General!" The murderous aura that Kazama Ruri had been suppressing was unleashed by the appearance of this person, causing Sakurai Kogure behind him to break out in goosebumps.

But Sakurai Kogure's massaging hands did not stop. As if she had become accustomed to Kazama Ruri's strength, she was able to suppress the trembling in her body and continue to serve her beloved.

Kazama Ruri glared fiercely at the king, her golden eyes blazing, her gaze sharp as knives. Her beautiful face, due to the change in the color of her pupils, appeared domineering and ruthless, devoid of any femininity.

He was genuinely unhappy with the King. Originally, when the Black King was born and Genji was about to take that imposter Erii to Bellow Island, Kazama Ruri had planned to go along as well.

Determined to seize this opportunity, she was determined to personally kill Erii, this imposter, in front of her brother, Genjiro.

She's not family to my brother at all. His family is only him, only him! Erii is just a fake who took his place!

As a result, the king refused to allow him to attack, and even used the sound of a wooden clapper to torture and imprison Kazama Ruri!

Kazama Ruri possesses royal blood even stronger than Genjiro's, but he is helpless against the king's unpredictable clapper sound. Whenever he hears the clapper, his mind immediately goes haywire, leaving him at the king's mercy.

Because of her repeated attempts to go to Bello Island, she was even imprisoned by the king, who banged a wooden clapper in front of her every day, almost driving Kazama Ruri crazy.

It wasn't until a month ago that Kazama Ruri was released.

The moment Kazama Ruri was released, she drew her sword and chopped the king into more than thirty pieces.

As usual, the second king immediately emerged from the dark corner and began to tormenting Kazama Ruri again with the sound of a clapper.

Kazama Ruri fainted again and was eventually brought here by the King and handed over to Sakurai Kogure for care.

The Paradise House that the king had promised to build for Sakurai Kogure never came to fruition.

Because of the frequent attacks by the old church, the Oni Clan had no choice but to set up casinos in Osaka, far from Tokyo, in order to make money.

Under these circumstances, how could Kazama Ruri not be furious upon seeing the King again? Her golden eyes, burning with rage, seemed to want to pierce two holes through the King!
"Heh." The king clearly didn't take Kazama Ruri's anger seriously. How could he possibly let Kazama Ruri go and join the fun on Bello Island?

Genjiro took Erii away. Just in case, and in order to become a god, he had to keep a member of royal blood by his side.

Wang walked leisurely to the two of them, meeting Kazama Ruri's gaze without fear: "I've already found out."

"The mysterious force that has been relentlessly tearing apart the demons is the Church of the Old Days."

"Just taking a beating without fighting back is not my style."

“So…” At this point, Wang extended his outstretched right hand, his movements particularly gentle, as if to stroke Kazama Ruri’s face.

Inside, a bright glint of a blade flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Even a hybrid like Sakurai Kogure, an A-rank, couldn't catch Kazama Ruri's sword-drawing movements; he could only see her elegant movement of sheathing the sword at her waist.

Wang's right hand was severed at the root, and scarlet blood gushed out like a burst dam, spraying all over Kazama Ruri, filling the office with the metallic stench of blood.

Kazama Ruri remained unmoved, coldly watching the King, who, very unusually and without any class, rolled around on the ground. The excruciating pain prevented him from howling, and he could only hope that rolling around would slightly alleviate the pain.

When had Sakurai Kogure ever seen the King so disheveled? She was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. Was this still the leader of the Demon Clan, the King who was always calm and wise to the point of being frightening?
It looks just like a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

"Ho! Ho ho!!" Wang Jiang desperately squeezed out some incomprehensible howls from the bottom of his throat before going into shock. Blood gushed out uncontrollably, and he would soon die quietly.

"He, he!" Sakurai Kogure's hands, which were massaging Kazama Ruri's shoulders, did not stop, but the rhythm of the massage had obviously changed.

"Hmph!" Kazama Ruri showed no excitement or joy: "This ghoul won't be so easy to kill."

"Clap clap clap." The sound of applause came from outside the door. Sakurai Kogure looked over in alarm and found that Wang Jiang had walked in again from the outside, where the door had just been pushed open and not closed.

The Noh mask was exactly the same, the striped kimono was exactly the same, and even the way they walked in was the same. How could this be?
Sakurai Kogure quickly looked at the floor. The first king was still lying there, blood still flowing out, and had not disappeared. Then what was this second king?!

Is the king a human or a ghost?!
Even a half-blood like Sakurai Kogure, who was accustomed to Kazama Ruri's murderous aura, couldn't help but tremble. This showed just how much fear and oppression this second general who entered brought to her.

"Therefore, I hope you can avenge all the members of the Fierce Ghosts who died at the hands of the Old Church, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

The king ignored the corpses on the ground and disregarded Kazama Ruri's offense, even continuing to deliver the commands he hadn't finished saying earlier.

This time, however, the king did not approach Kazama Ruri again, nor did he reach out to touch her face.

Of course, no one was informed that Kazama Ruri, the bishop of the Tokyo diocese, Aso, was traveling around with Erii.

At an internal meeting of the Snake Clan, Tachibana Masamune, forced by the majority rule, was unable to recall Erii. However, out of "human nature," he requested that Genjiro speak with Aso Makoto every day to ensure Erii's safety.

Genji readily agreed to this request, which allowed the King to keep track of Aso Makoto and Erii's daily whereabouts.

This was Wang Jiang's plan: while Aso Makoto was away from Tokyo, he would send Kazama Ruri over to wreak havoc on the Tokyo parish.

Kill two birds with one stone.

This would allow him to avenge the Demon Clan and force Aso Makoto to return to Tokyo to handle business, preventing him from continuing to accompany Erii.

Aso Shin has already returned to Tokyo, so how could Erii possibly stay out there alone? She'll naturally return to the Snake Clan.

Wang believed he understood Erii's personality well; as long as no one was with her, the little girl would always return to her familiar 'home'.

"I understand." Kazama Ruri's eyes were gloomy. Although she had known for a long time that she couldn't kill the King, she still couldn't help feeling nauseous when she saw him again.

Those golden eyes, burning with rage, had quietly gone out at some point.

Seeing Kazama Ruri so humiliated yet forced to obey orders, the king trembled with pleasure!

Hahaha! Imperial blood? So what if it's imperial blood? Apart from Erii being taken away by the Old Church and being beyond his control, the Genji brothers are nothing more than playthings in his hands!

Moreover, those two ungrateful old men, as well as the head of the Sakurai family, also deserve a lesson.

"When you successfully avenge the members of the Demon Clan, you may take a small revenge on Genjiro."

"For example, the three people he trusts most right now are the head of the Fuuma family, the head of the Inuyama family, and the head of the Sakurai family."

When talking about the last person, the king even glanced at Sakurai Kogure.

Sakurai Kogure remained expressionless. She had long since defected from the Sakurai family and had no further connection with them. Whether the head of the Sakurai family lived or died was none of her business.

Kazama Ruri gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. After a long while, she finally managed to squeeze out the second sentence through her teeth: "I understand."

Damn it, damn it! One day, one day, as long as he finds the king's weakness, he will make sure the king dies a horrible death!
The smile beneath the king's mask was unseen by anyone. He turned and left indifferently, without giving another glance to the other king who had already bled to death.

Watching the terrifying figure disappear completely, Sakurai Kogure was instantly drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through: "He, him?"

Kazama Ruri always showed more patience towards Sakurai Kogure than towards others: "That's just how he is, an unkillable monster!"

"I don't know if it's the King's special incantation or something else, but anyway, you should be careful of that guy."

"I will." Before the fear could even creep onto Sakurai Kogure's face, it was replaced by surprise. The care from Kazama Ruri instantly suppressed all of Sakurai Kogure's fear and anxiety.

Ruri Kazama paused for a moment, then asked for information: "Do you have any information on the Old Church?"

“Yes.” Sakurai Kogure nodded quickly, temporarily removed her hands, got up and walked to the filing cabinet next to her. She skillfully took the relevant information from the second shelf, handed it to Kazama Ruri, and continued to massage her shoulders.

"My lord, the Old Church is quite powerful, and their intelligence is basically public knowledge. Should we bring more people with us?"

Kazama Ruri's expression suddenly darkened as she recalled the incident last year when she led the members of the Fierce Ghost Clan to rob the disco. Those Fierce Ghost Clan members were completely useless and only caused a lot of trouble.

Just thinking about it gives Kazama Ruri a headache, and she doesn't plan to carry these burdens anymore: "I am enough on my own."

(End of this chapter)