Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

This girl was too perceptive. He witnessed her rapid growth firsthand, so fast that it terrified him. She was just a weakling who could be easily manipulated at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, she became someone he was wary of.

Perhaps letting her leave temporarily would be a good option?

In any case, no matter how much someone who has undergone pontine splitting surgery struggles, they cannot escape his control. Now that he has sent her away, he can set his mind at ease and make grand plans, instead of being hesitant and worried about her ruining them.

Moreover, this madman never plays by the rules and has caused him countless troubles over the years, so getting rid of him temporarily seems like a good thing.

With that thought in mind, the king finally nodded hesitantly.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, my dear."

For some reason, he felt a sense of relief after hearing those words, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his neck.

Finally, he no longer had to worry about his head moving away at any moment.

As if she had already guessed that he would make this choice, Yuan Zhinü's already charming smile became even more radiant, adding a touch of color to her pale face.

"Thank you very much, teacher."

In the past three years, she has rarely been so polite, and Wang Jiang is not used to it. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Yuan Zhi Nu reach her hand behind her back.

This incredibly familiar movement gave Wang Jiang a bad feeling. He instinctively wanted to run away, but it was too late.

Yuan Zhinü took out the short sword tucked behind her back and swung it forcefully. Her movements were crisp, clean, and skillful, even smooth. Even the arc of the head hitting the ground and the blood gushing out was so perfect, it was clear that she had practiced countless times.

"Look, I can kill you right in front of you now, without having to do it when you're not looking anymore."

Amidst the flying blood blossoms, Yuan Zhinv's smile was as radiant as a summer flower.

Since birth, she has rarely laughed so genuinely. Her already delicate features became even more radiant and flamboyant, with less gloom and more madness, as if her whole being had come alive.

Blood dripped down, and Yuan Zhinu stepped into the pool of blood, humming an unknown tune, as she walked briskly out of the basement that was gradually being surrounded by blood.

As soon as she stepped out of the basement, she saw Sakurai Kogure waiting there.

Sakurai Kogure looked a little nervous. Upon seeing her, she immediately came to greet her, her face showing undisguised worry: "Are you alright?"

"What could be wrong with me? But I'll have to trouble you to tidy up again."

Sakurai Kogure rolled her eyes and said irritably, "In the past three years, which time wasn't I the one who cleaned up after you?"

"I wanted to ask you, is it true that you're going to Kassel College as a hostage?"

Yuan Zhinu nodded; she was in a good mood, and a smile remained on her face throughout.

But Sakurai Kogure seemed worried: "The clan is a branch of the academy. Won't it be dangerous for you to go to the academy?"

"Maybe, but it can't be any worse than here."

Yuan Zhinu shrugged indifferently. She didn't really care about these things. As long as she could get out of this damned cage, she didn't care where she went.

Kassel College may indeed be a paradise for madmen, but it's still better than Japan, which is full of perverts. Perhaps she can find a new life there.

Moreover, she wasn't completely escaping; she was always ready to make a comeback. When she set foot on Japanese soil again, she would take Herzog's life and send that white monarch to hell with her.

Now, she is heading towards a new beginning.

Genji stood up, picked up the long sword with a scarlet scabbard from the sword rack, and slung it over her shoulder. Before leaving, she said to Sakurai Kogure, "While I'm gone, I'll leave the housekeeping to you."

Sakurai Kogure's eyes gradually reddened. She seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end, she said nothing, only whispering, "Hai."

Yuan Zhinu gave her a final smile, then, carrying her long sword, walked towards the pure white moonlight outside the window and leaped into it.

In Sakurai Kogure's clear eyes, a black helicopter rose up, blocking the moonlight. An elderly man with gray hair was already waiting in the cabin. Genji jumped into the cabin and accepted the chilled vodka offered by the old man.

Amidst the roar of the helicopter, Yuan Zhinv's long hair fluttered in the wind, the pure white moonlight shining on her delicate face. She tilted her head back and drank half a bottle of vodka, her slender neck resembling that of a swan.

"Is it resolved?" Angers asked her.

"of course."

Yuan Zhinü wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth, her posture unusually relaxed. She suddenly felt that this was a day worth celebrating, celebrating her finally regaining her freedom.

Angers' gaze was filled with admiration: "You and your brother are really different."

"How about this?"

Yuan Zhinu tilted her head slightly, deliberately concealing all her sharpness. She had a beautiful appearance, and when the bloodshed and madness faded, the girl returned to her innocent and pure appearance, like a fawn in the forest.

“Oh! If that’s the case, I’ll have to reconsider the tutor assigned to you.” Angers scratched his head.

Yuan Zhinv immediately became interested: "Who is my mentor?"

“Von Schneider, the head of the executive department, is a very capable mentor. I think you will like him.”

At this time, Yuan Zhinü did not yet realize what it meant to have the ability. She tried hard to think about the information in the original work, but it was too long ago and it was somewhat blurry. She only vaguely remembered that it seemed to be the mentor of a certain senior brother who killed embryos.

But at this time, it seems that Senior Brother Killer hasn't enrolled yet, right?

In other words, she became Chu Zihang's senior sister?

Yuan Zhinü rested her chin on her hand, finding this identity quite interesting.

The plane crossed the deep ocean, and Tokyo grew farther and farther away, eventually becoming a tiny speck of light.

She finally left this dazzling, bustling, yet dangerous city. Looking at the dark water below the plane and the inky sky in the distance, Yuan Zhinv was in an unexpectedly good mood.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she gradually fell asleep in the turbulent plane.

When Angers found her, she was curled up in a small corner of the large armchair, clutching the cherry-red knife tightly in her arms. The scarlet scabbard still smelled faintly of blood.

When the girl was awake, she was as sharp as a sword, and only after she fell asleep did her piercing aggressiveness weaken. Her skin was sickly pale, and her facial features were delicate and moving, like a fragile porcelain doll.

It was at this moment that Angers realized that she and Yuanzhi looked very similar, both having a soft appearance that seemed easy to bully.

The girl's lips curled slightly in her sleep, as if she were having a sweet dream.

He's just a child.

Angers couldn't help but smile knowingly, his eyes filled with affection as he gently covered her with a small blanket.

But in dreams.

Genji looked at the head of the king she was holding in her left hand, then at the head of Tachibana Masamune she was holding in her right hand, and finally at the corpse of Herzog beneath her feet, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

Chapter 25 Chu Zihang

Genji was awakened by the roar of the plane landing.

She opened her eyes to see the vast campus bathed in the morning light, but Angers, who had been beside her, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she was greeted by a stern-faced old man.

"So you're the new student the principal brought back from Japan?" The old man sized up Yuan Zhinv. "What's your name?"

After thinking about it carefully, Yuan Zhinv decided that it was better to keep a low profile when traveling, so she said, "Kazama Ruri."

The old man grunted in response: "I am Professor Manstein, the college's disciplinary committee member. Your mentor, Schneider, is busy with an assignment today and asked me to pick you up."

"It's not time for this year's new students to enroll yet. You can familiarize yourself with the school for a while. There are no classes for now."

"I'll take you to your lodgings."

Yuan Zhinu nodded; to be honest, she was filled with curiosity about the academy.

However, the scene of madmen crawling all over the place that I had imagined did not appear. The students coming and going all seemed quite normal, if you ignored the golden eyes that occasionally lit up.

Manstein seemed quite busy. After showing Genji around and giving her some instructions, he left. Genji was left alone in the vast, unfamiliar campus and felt rather bored.

However, she didn't get bored for long.

On her second day at Kassel College, her tutor found her.

The man sat in the shadows, his face obscured. Behind him was a massive respirator, and he coughed hoarsely from time to time, seemingly unwell.

He looked at Genjiro and said the first thing he said: "It's been a long time since I've taught any students."

“When the principal asked me to be your mentor, I refused. As you can see, I have a lot of things to do. The executive department is a busy department. I don’t have the time or energy to mentor students.”

He paused here, his huge, terrifying breathing becoming lighter: "However, the principal said you don't need guidance; you are not only a freshman but also the best commissioner."

“I don’t know why the principal speaks so highly of you, but I trust his judgment.”

"So, I have a task for you."

Yuan Zhinu frowned slightly: "But I just arrived at school."

"It won't affect your freshman enrollment." Schneider threw a stack of documents on the table, his distorted and terrifying face vaguely visible in the movement.

“A person who is suspected to be of mixed race has contacted the college and hopes to enroll. He is the only mixed-race person to have contacted us in all these years. I need to know his specific situation.”

"You may have to go on a business trip to a distant ancient country in the East."

Before Yuan Zhinv could refuse, Schneider spoke again:

“Your lineage is questionable. The principal said you don’t need to take the 3E entrance exam. Just treat it as your entrance exam, as it will directly affect your grade.”

"You can also see it as the academy testing your abilities, and you'll deliver a satisfactory result, right?"

Yuan Zhinu stared at the stack of documents on the table, remaining silent for a long time.

Just when Schneider thought the girl would refuse, she spoke softly, "Is that half-breed named Chu Zihang?"

Schneider was taken aback, and instinctively asked, "How did you know?"

Yuan Zhinv sighed; she knew it.

Entrance exam? Let's take it then. It'll be a good opportunity to see what that killer is like before he enrolls, and maybe we can stir up some trouble and bring out the love-struck person behind him.

She didn't answer Schneider's question, but simply said four words: "I will go."

The girl's departure was swift and decisive, like a gust of wind that came and went without a trace.

After she left, Schneider looked at the shadow behind him and said, "Is there something wrong with this student? He's not even enrolled yet and he's already assigning him a task. If he's in such a hurry to send people away, why did he even bring them in?"

In the shadows, Angers stood against the wall, elegantly holding a wine glass in his hand.

Upon hearing this question, Angers scratched his head: "No, it's just that it's still early for the new students to enroll, and I was worried that she would be bored at school by herself, so I decided to let her go out and meet some interesting people."

"There are some things I can't let her know yet, it would be more troublesome if she were at school."

Who is this child?

“It’s the daughter of an old friend of mine. Speaking of which, my friend is really a jerk, but the child is so well-behaved.” Angers said with some emotion, “What a waste.”

"That's not how you use that word..."

Schneider sighed deeply and changed the subject: "Is what that child said about the Japanese branch true? Are all the members of the Japanese branch descendants of the White King?"