I don't want to be an elf!

Before the press conference, she already had some guesses about Tendo Kikunojo's reaction after learning that the Holy Emperor was going to deal with the Tendo family.

Perhaps he will become radical and send more assassins to kill Nia Honjou without regard for the consequences; perhaps he will choose to evacuate Tokyo and leave this region that no longer welcomes the Tendo family; or perhaps he will do nothing and accept reality.

Nia Honjo never expected that this guy would actually come to her door on his own initiative.

And it was just one person.

What is this intended to do?

After learning of the fate of the Tendo family, they came to beg for her forgiveness and pardon?

Seemingly guessing what Nia Honjo was thinking from her gaze, Kikunojo Tendo snorted coldly and said, "Don't even think about it, Honjo. I didn't come here to beg for mercy."

"Whatever, or rather, if you actually did that, I would be very troubled."

If Kikunojo Tendo is here, then it is obvious that he has already guessed that she is the woman standing behind the Holy Emperor.

Since that's the case, Honjou Nia simply stopped pretending and took his words in a do-or-die manner.

Seeing that she wasn't pretending to be stupid, the frost on Tendo Kikunojo's face eased slightly.

Conversations between intelligent people always go much more smoothly.

"This is the second time you've visited me late at night. The first time was when you sent Hiruko Kagetane to assassinate me."

Facing her enemy, Nia Honjou didn't give him a friendly look either. She stood up, put her hands on her hips, and said, "You'd better have something really important to say to me, or I'll have Nini kick you out right now!"

Watch your tone.

No one had ever dared to speak to him in such an attitude before. Kikunojo Tendo narrowed his eyes, about to erupt in anger.

But soon, as if remembering something, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

"I have come here today to ask you for a favor."

Kikunojo Tendo took a deep breath and said reluctantly, "I would like to ask the organization behind you to help save the Tokyo area."

"......ah?"

Honjou Nia blinked.

Because she has no organization behind her.

However, it was not unexpected that Kikunojo Tendo had such a misunderstanding.

After all, anyone who investigates her past and considers her actions would conclude that she is a member sent by some mysterious organization.

But how about saving the Tokyo area?

Isn't this what she's doing?

“If you’re referring to the megalith, the Holy Emperor made it very clear this morning, so you don’t need to worry,” Nia Honjou said. “The only thing you need to worry about is the future of the Tendo family.”

“I’m not talking about the megalith, but about His Majesty the Holy Emperor.”

Kikunojo Tendo's face was gloomy, his gaze fixed on Nia Honjo.

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor has gone missing."

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Organization Hidden in the Dark

Upon hearing what Kikunojo Tendo said, Nia Honjo didn't react for a moment.

They were fine this morning; the two of them even met before the press conference.

After the press conference, she should have stayed at the Sacred Heart Residence because of various follow-up matters.

That's the safest place in all of Tokyo.

How could they suddenly disappear?

Nia Honjo's first reaction was that this old guy was definitely setting a trap for her.

However, before she could raise any questions, Kikunojo Tendo began to explain the situation.

“This morning, I received a call from someone claiming to be from the Gosho-kai,” Kikunojo Tendo said slowly. “He saw through the current predicament of the Tendo family and proposed a collaboration. If I am willing to help him eliminate the Holy Emperor and everyone related to the Corrosion Rate Inhibitor, the Gosho-kai will guarantee that the Tendo family will become the masters of the Tokyo area.”

"You agreed?"

"If I agree, the person appearing here will not be me."

Kikunojo Tendo snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with Nia Honjo's conjecture: "I have received the grace of the first Holy Emperor and have sworn to be loyal to all Holy Emperors until the end of my life. Even if the current Holy Emperor turns his attention to the Tendo family, I would never commit regicide."

"Well...that's true."

Honjo Nia thought about it and quickly agreed with him.

Kikunojo Tendo's loyalty is indeed beyond question.

Before the appearance of Niya Honjo, the current Holy Emperor was extremely immature in terms of qualifications, methods, and age, and had to rely on Kikunojo Tendou and the Tendou family for everything.

If Tendo Kikunojo wanted to, he would have plenty of opportunities to usurp power.

The people of Tokyo will not complain at all; in fact, they will applaud.

Rather than having a benevolent leader like the Holy Emperor who is incompetent, every citizen of Tokyo would prefer a seasoned and capable politician like Kikunojo Tendo, who shares their hatred for the cursed child, to lead Tokyo.

But he didn't do that.

Although he and the Holy Emperor had irrefutable differences on the matter of the cursed son, in other matters, this old man who had assisted successive Holy Emperors never neglected his duties or acted as a mere figurehead.

Unfortunately, Kikunojo Tendo alone cannot represent the entire Tendo family.

In the Tendou family, apart from him, there were almost no people who truly wanted to work for Tokyo or for the Holy Emperor.

Kikunojo Tendo is the great tree of the family, while the other members are like leeches that cling to this tree, sucking blood from the Tokyo area.

Once this aging tree falls, the Tiantong family will become a real cancer, doing anything to maintain their political position.

Just like they did to Tendo Kisara's parents.

Therefore, Nia Honjo never considered cooperating with Kikunojo Tendo from the very beginning.

Even if he was a loyal subject.

"So, you suspect that the Five Flying Society kidnapped the Holy Emperor?" Honjou Nia asked, following his words.

“It’s not doubt, it’s certain,” Kikunojo Tendo said firmly. “Even I know very little about this organization. I’ve only heard some rumors that the Five Flying Society secretly controls the world’s movements and has influence all over the world. Before I received the call today, I thought that this organization was just a rumor made up by conspiracy theorists.”

"Humph......"

Honjou Nia raised an eyebrow, but couldn't help but mutter to herself, "I've never heard of this kind of force that sounds like the mastermind behind everything."

As a time traveler, she doesn't know every single piece of information about every world.

After all, before she transmigrated, she was just a casual anime watcher, with less than a tenth of the anime fascination she had with Nia Honjo.

Of course, she couldn't possibly know things that weren't mentioned in the anime.

Not to mention that the author of "Black Bullet" abandoned the story after making money in the stock market, leaving a bunch of plot holes unfilled, so she had even less interest in delving into them.

"This is really troublesome. I thought Kikunojo Tendo was the final boss, but it turns out he's just a mini-boss before the big boss?" Nia Honjo thought with a headache. "Now I know why I haven't finished the main quest."

Her mission was to become a nun spreading the gospel in the Tokyo area.

In other words, no matter who the target audience for spreading the gospel is, it is essential to genuinely help them.

Choosing to help the cursed child, she naturally regarded Kikunojo Tendo as her greatest enemy.

But now, things have changed.

Her enemies are not only Kikunojo Tendo, but Kikunojo Tendo is not even that important an enemy.

The real threat has always lurked in the shadows, never revealing itself.

As long as she does not resolve the real threat, the cursed child will not be able to receive true help.

She couldn't complete the main quest even for a day.

Nia Honjo didn't need to rack her brains to figure out whether Kikunojo Tendo had lied to her or whether the so-called Five Flying Association was something he had made up.

Isn't there also the Confessions?

"Don't rush, let me check the information first."

This passage summons the murmured texts and the pen of record.

She opened the angel's search page and wrote down her question.

[Please tell me, in your 'Whispering' section, what kind of organization is the Five Flying Association?]

Soon, the omniscient whispered text provided a very detailed and lengthy answer.

The more she read, the deeper Nia Honjo's brows furrowed.

Because everything that Kikunojo Tendou said about the Five Flying Association was correct.

This organization is indeed a secret organization rooted in various human surviving cities around the world, secretly manipulating the world's movements, and using any means necessary to conquer the world, unite various countries, and ultimately defeat the Gastrea.

The Four Sages are found among leaders of various countries and regions, and even in international initiator oversight bodies.

Assassination, kidnapping, bribery—if necessary, they would even wipe out a city.

They are willing to pay any price to achieve their goal.

"It really is a terrorist organization that wears a nice hat but actually does all sorts of dirty things."

Nia Honjo smiled, whether out of sarcasm or weariness, it was unclear.

"I alone am not capable of stopping them."

Although it was unclear how Nia Honjo obtained the information, since there was no need to explain further, Kikunojo Tendo got to the point: "There should also be a mysterious organization behind you. Since you have chosen to help the Holy Emperor, whether out of good intentions or ulterior motives, now is the time for you to take action."

"Don't worry, old man, I will go and save the Holy Emperor."

After inquiring about the Holy Emperor's current location and situation from the Whispering Scroll and receiving the answer, Honjou Nia changed into the Divine Armor under the astonished gaze of Tendou Kikunojo.

"However, not because of your request, but because she deserves my help."

Chapter Forty-Nine: True Glory

In his drowsy state, the Holy Emperor slowly raised his eyelids, which felt as heavy as lead.

The last memory she could recall was of herself handling government affairs in her office.