I don't want to be an elf!

The opposition is naturally aware of this, so they must take action.

It would be a simple matter to nip the Gastrea Protection Law in the bud and have the Holy Emperor withdraw the decree.

Even the most powerful emperor cannot defy public opinion; once public opinion becomes too radical, the government has no choice but to compromise.

Therefore, there is only one thing the opposition needs to do.

It will remind the peaceful citizens of Tokyo of the fear of being dominated by Gastrea.

Let false peace vanish like a bubble, let so-called civilization shatter once more, and let barbarity and fear dominate people's reason.

Let people's thoughts return to the beginning of the Great Cataclysm.

If this can be achieved, the number of opposition members will increase dramatically, and the pressure placed on the Holy Emperor will become unbearable for her.

Extremely extreme, extremely radical, and extremely stubborn.

Within the Tokyo government, Tendogi was well aware of people like this.

"Tendou Kiku no Cheng..."

Under Nia Honjo's guidance, the already intelligent Kisara Tendo immediately guessed the mastermind behind all of this.

Her gaze darkened slightly, and she took a deep breath: "He actually dares to do this to stop the implementation of the Gastrea Protection Law? Heh, what can I say? I'm not surprised at all. This does sound like something that old geezer would do."

Now that things have come to this point, the truth has come to light.

In order to awaken the fear of Gastrea among the citizens of Tokyo and once again ignite their anger towards the Cursed Child, the Tokyo District Assistant, Kikunojo Tendo, orchestrated an accident that allowed Gastrea to take away the Seven Stars' relics. When the Holy Emperor entrusted the Tokyo Police Department with the task of retrieving the Seven Stars' relics, he hired Kagetane Hiruko to obstruct the police's progress.

Perhaps, soon, news reports about this search will appear on television.

Because the police's large-scale operation could not escape people's notice.

People will start to feel uneasy, question the government, and try to figure out what happened.

However, the Holy Emperor will continue to conceal the matter of the Seven Stars' relics until the moment when he can no longer delay.

In the end, people's anxieties and concerns will turn into shock and rage under the impact of shocking facts, and into a mob that overthrows order under the pressure of repression and despair.

At that time, the Gastrul Protection Act will be completely killed in its cradle.

Once his goal is achieved, the mastermind behind this whole affair, Kikunojo Tendo, all he needs to do is retrieve the Seven Stars' relics and end this farce.

The emperor's power would decrease as a result, while his prestige among the people would greatly increase.

At that time, the Holy Emperor, who had not yet fully grasped control of the Tokyo government, would face an even more precarious situation.

This cunning politician is able to kill two birds with one stone without harming his own interests.

"Kisara-chan, as I said before, my goal is to remove the Tendo family, this cancer, from Tokyo politics."

Nia Honjo stood up, walked to the window, looked at the towering building of the Ministry of Defense in the distance, and said, "This is my opportunity. I need to complete this mission to make the Holy Emperor notice my existence, so that I can work with her to clip the wings of the Tendo family."

"That sounds great."

"So, I need your help."

“I would be more than happy to.” A dangerous smile crept across Kisara Tendo’s lips. “I will do everything in my power to find that Gastrea.”

“No, that’s not necessary,” Nia Honjo said calmly. “Go and rent a helicopter for me, the sooner the better.”

Tendo Kisaki was taken aback: "Sure, but what are you going to do?"

"Of course, we're going to retrieve the Seven Stars' relics."

"Wait, I'm a little confused." Tendoki looked at Honjou Nia in disbelief. "You mean, you already know the location of that Gastrea?"

"Yes."

"How did you know? That's not scientific! There's clearly no one there..."

As he was speaking, Tendo Kisara swallowed the rest of his sentence.

Nobody knows.

That's what she meant to say.

But does nobody really know?

Since Kikunojo Tendo's goal is merely to create a farce rather than destroy the Tokyo area, would he really throw the Seven Stars' relics into the Gastrea's stomach without any backup plan?

Obviously it is impossible.

Perhaps, while police companies across Tokyo were desperately searching for that Gastrea, he was sitting in his room, sipping tea and watching the location of the Gastrea on his GPS.

But......

Tendou Kisara couldn't help but look at Honjo Nia.

But how did this guy know?

This girl couldn't possibly be in cahoots with Kikunojo Tendo. Was she watching the GPS while the old man was looking at it?

Nia Honjo turned around, her gray eyes seeming to see right through Kisara Tendo's thoughts.

"Believe me, Kisara-chan, I have no connection with the Tendo family."

Honjou Nia patted her shoulder with a smile.

"I just know a little bit about everything."

Chapter Twenty-Four: Blitzkrieg

Late that night, at the Tiantong family home.

A stretched Lincoln pulled up in front of the quaint Japanese-style mansion.

The car door opened, and an old man stepped out.

He was a tall, thin old man dressed in traditional Japanese clothing, with a haori and hakama, a long, thick beard like a halberd, and sharp eyes.

Even though he was old, he still exuded the authority of a superior.

He is the current head of the Tendo family, and the second-in-command in the Tokyo area, Tendo Kikunojo.

The waiters waiting at the door bowed respectfully upon seeing the old man's arrival and opened the door for him.

"Take me to see He Guang."

An old but powerful voice rang out, and a servant immediately stepped forward to lead the way to Tendou Kikunojo.

Soon, after passing through several corridors, the waiter stopped in front of a room.

Meanwhile, Tendo Kazuhiro, dressed in a suit and looking somewhat nervous, sat inside the room.

"Grandfather, you're finally back!"

Upon seeing Kikunojo Tendo's return, Kazuhiro Tendo felt slightly relieved, but still said with some anxiety, "Some problems arose while you were at the Ministry of Defense."

"How can you be so flustered?"

Kikunojo Tendo looked at Kazumitsu Tendo, the most favored of his many grandsons, with slight displeasure: "What important matter is it? I still have matters to attend to at the Ministry of Defense."

"It's...about your granddaughter."

"My granddaughter?"

Kikunojo Tendo pondered for a moment, then his face darkened: "Kisara? Just a few days ago, she handed over Gencho's secrets to my political enemy, forcing me to sever ties with him and cripple myself. Could it be that she has secrets about someone else?"

No, that's not true.

"What's that?"

“Our people at Tokyo Far East Co., Ltd. sent us intelligence that Kisara rented a helicopter eight hours ago, and seven hours ago the helicopter took four people to an unexplored area and returned an hour ago.”

"An unexplored area? What are her people doing in a place like that?" A sense of foreboding rose in Kikunojo's heart.

Unexplored areas refer to the regions outside the monolith that are occupied by Gastrea.

Even the top-ranking police officers don't have much confidence of returning unscathed from a trip to an unexplored area.

But today, Kikunojo Tendo's granddaughter is taking her people to such a dangerous place.

In fact, Kikunojo Tendo didn't have much affection for his granddaughter.

A large family is not a family at all; it is more like a small society. Blood ties do not apply here; the only meaningful relationship is one of mutual benefit.

This is also why he chose to kill Tendo Kisara's parents.

However, perhaps because of his last remaining familial affection, or perhaps because of his arrogance as the clan leader, he did not eliminate the little girl completely.

At most, it would just be a matter of occasionally suppressing her in the industry, letting her know the difficulty of fighting alone, and making her give up her naive dream of revenge after understanding the cruelty of reality.

He had some understanding of Tendo Kisara's financial situation.

She absolutely does not have the financial means to rent a helicopter, and even if she did, she certainly wouldn't use the funds for a trip to an unexplored area.

That girl definitely has another purpose in going to the unexplored area.

"Could it be that......"

A zero-probability guess appeared in Kikunojo Tendo's mind.

Ignoring Tendo and Hikaru's thoughts, he walked quickly to his bedroom with a livid face and took out a machine that he had locked in a safe.

On the machine, a flashing red dot flickers in the undetected area, moving slowly.

Seeing this, Kikunojo Tendo breathed a sigh of relief and gradually calmed down.

The machine displayed the tracking beacon he had installed on Qixing's relics, which constantly informed him of the relics' coordinates.

If any unexpected situation occurs, he can also send someone to retrieve it.

“The Seven Stars’ relics are still in the unexplored area, which means that Kisara has not retrieved them.” Kikunojo Tendo thought to himself, “That’s right, how could she possibly know the location of the Seven Stars’ relics? No one knows this information except for me right now.”

However, if the purpose of Tendo Kisara sending people to the unexplored area was not to retrieve the relics of the Seven Stars, then what was it for?

It's impossible for her to rent a helicopter for no reason. Her company doesn't have much income to begin with, and renting a helicopter is an expense that other police companies would try to save as much as possible, let alone Amaterasu Kisara's company.

He paced around the room for a long time. Although he had convinced himself of the reasons, the ominous feeling in Tendo Kikunojo's heart grew stronger and stronger.

Tendo Kisara is no fool.

Although it's a bit embarrassing to say this, her abilities are probably the strongest among the younger generation of the Tendo family.

Such a person is incapable of making any irrational moves.