Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Before Genji could reply, Erii ran into the convenience store in the back.

The crow and the yaksha exchanged a glance, both falling silent in fear, their bodies feeling a chill.

Sakura Yabuki looked at Genjiro, her cool brows furrowing slightly. Genjiro shook his head, indicating that they should wait and see.

The best course of action is to remain unchanged amidst all changes, and avoid acting rashly that could cause Erii to lose control of her emotions and subsequently go berserk.

Just one day later, he clearly sensed that Erii had undergone some kind of change.

In the past, Erii would never have made such a request, let alone go shopping alone without consulting me. Putting all that aside, Genji was completely surprised that Erii could eat alone in a restaurant as if no one else was there!

At this moment, dozens of heavy sniper rifles loaded with alchemical bullets, mounted on the top floors of the surrounding high-rise buildings and at Genji Heavy Industries across the street, had their safety engaged and were all aimed at the red-haired girl who was selecting oden.

With just a wave of his hand, Genjiro could reduce the entire convenience store to ruins, and the innocent people who died inside would be mercilessly sacrificed.

"Phew~ If anything unexpected happens, I'll take action myself."

Yuan Zhisheng's palms were sweating, and his heart was racing.

Although Erii is not his biological sister, but rather the adopted daughter of the patriarch Tachibana Masamune, he has always treated her as his closest relative and has protected her to the best of his ability within the bounds of his authority.

On the other hand, he was well aware of Erii's danger. According to the rules of the Snake Clan, Erii must be executed immediately if she loses control.

But for the sake of justice in his heart, he might also strike down the blade with a heavy heart.

In the eyes of the cruel and cold-blooded Snake Clan, Erii was merely a weapon, but also a nuclear-level time bomb.

As early as when Erii first went berserk in her childhood, the major families held a meeting and unanimously decided to nip this monster in the bud.

It was only because Yuan Zhisheng stopped her at all costs that she was able to save her life.

From then on, the higher-ups, who were filled with fear and dread of Erii, tacitly established a rule: make full use of her when she is under control, and eliminate her immediately when she is out of control!

Therefore, based on this concept, their methods of raising Erii were no longer those of treating a normal human being.

Instead, it is a wild beast, or a dragon.

After all, they didn't want Erii to become a normal person with a complete sense of self, mature cognition, and a healthy mind, because that would be difficult to control.

It's more convenient to use a naive, timid little girl who longs for love.

It would be even easier to destroy it; her brother, whom she trusted and relied on so much, could do it. She probably wouldn't resist much and would just silently shed tears.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Minamoto no Chisei, Erii wouldn't have had a private room to live in, nor would she have had any chance to escape. She would most likely have been locked up in the underground research institute for most of the year.

Amidst tense stares, Erii emerged carrying a full load of plastic bags.

"Brother, eat."

Erii took out a cheese sausage and handed it to Genjiro, then took out a bag of candy and distributed it to Sakura Yabuki, Crow, and Yasha.

"Hehe~ Thank you for the meal, Miss. I was a little hungry." Crow said cheerfully, easing the tense atmosphere.

"You're not allowed to run around anymore. You have to be obedient and listen to your brother." Yuan Zhisheng had no appetite for food. He stuffed the cheese sausage into the crow's mouth, which was full of ramblings, and blocked the babbling words that were about to come out of his throat.

The group crossed the street and successfully entered the building.

Only at this moment did the entire Snake Clan breathe a sigh of relief and lower their highest level of alert.

The convenience store employees had no idea that they had just narrowly escaped death.

The Grim Reaper is not Erii, whose bloodline has stabilized, but rather those snipers.

……

"I want to live in a large, single-level apartment with floor-to-ceiling windows."

Erii made her reasonable request.

She carefully organized the dolls she had taken on the trip, putting them back in their original places one by one, and patted the other children who were staying at her house, as if to say that she would take them with her next time.

Finally, she took out the camera with utmost care, removed the memory card, and carefully put it in her pocket, as if she wouldn't even allow her brother to peek.

"A floor-to-ceiling window penthouse?" Genji was speechless for a moment, completely unprepared for Erii's outlandish request.

After saying that, he glanced around the completely enclosed room and, thinking about how Erii had been out of the room for a whole day, he couldn't help but understand.

As the saying goes, it's hard to go from luxury to frugality. How could a child who has seen the world be satisfied with a cramped little room?

"Mmm!" Erii said, "I can see very, very far away outside, I can bask in the sunlight, feel the evening breeze, and hear the birds singing."

Yuan Zhisheng paused, looking at her radiant smile, completely ignoring her continuous and natural speech.

This was the first time he had seen Erii with such an expression, as if a beautiful piece of porcelain had been infused with a vibrant soul.

"Eri, where did you go yesterday?" Genji couldn't help but ask, genuinely curious about the matter.

"It's a very far place, where there are monsters as big as mountains, dragons that breathe fire, elves, dwarves, and goddesses. I've made many good friends..." Erii, such an innocent child, immediately told the truth and excitedly shared her adventure in another world with her brother.

Yuan Zhisheng, of course, did not believe it, taking it as just a little girl's wonderful fantasy.

In contrast, he was even more shocked by Erii's coherent yet steady speech after regaining his senses!

Logically speaking, with her disordered bloodline, every few words she utters will result in her spewing out incomprehensible dragon script, causing her to go berserk uncontrollably, unleashing her incantations wildly, and ultimately being chopped into minced meat.

But?

Genjiro fiddled with Erii incredulously, as if trying to confirm if what he was seeing was the real thing. Could it be that the group from Kassel College had secretly switched it?

Hmm~ Shouldn't Princess Kaguya level up? She didn't even know the enemy had infiltrated!

The red mole on my neck hasn't disappeared, and its location is correct—it's definitely real!

He didn't press further, realizing that Erii's bloodline had undergone some kind of change, but the blood test results from the day before yesterday were as unstable as usual, with a high degree of instability.

Perhaps to comfort him, or perhaps to protect that precious smile, Genji said, "I did my best. You must be tired after running around all day. You should get some rest."

He glanced at the large bag of convenience store lunchboxes and said, "You can arrange your own lunch and dinner."

That's right. Erii, who was imprisoned in the secret room, couldn't even decide what to eat. In order to ensure that her bloodline remained stable, her daily diet was strictly controlled.

thump~

The metal door, capable of withstanding a massive amount of explosives, was closed.

Yuan Zhisheng leaned against the door, his thoughts unsettled.

Although Erii was still locked up inside as always, he suddenly had a strange feeling that from now on, she would no longer be imprisoned.

Like a fledgling bird flapping its wet wings, it chirps and chatters in its tender voice, chasing after freedom and hope.

He lit a soft seven-pointed star candle and went to the floor-to-ceiling window in the corridor to look down at the ants and ants of the masses.

When will I be able to climb out of the muddy sand pit and pursue freedom?