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

Chapter 66 Psychological Counseling

It had been a long time since an S-class student had appeared at Kassel College. Even the freshman Chu Zihang was only considered a Super A-class by the students, and his college rating was only A. Therefore, countless people were very curious about this S-class freshman.

During the live stream on the school's network, it was clear that the online viewing list included not only students, but also many people with professorial titles. Most shockingly, the Night Watchman was also among them, with the title of Vice Principal prominently displayed next to his name.

Sunlight shone on the bell tower of the chapel, and the ticking of the clock could be faintly heard. The door was pushed open, and Angers, dressed in black, walked in.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable living here? Hearing this bell all the time is like attending a funeral." Angers walked into the house, looking for a place to step in the messy room, and finally sat down on the sofa with practiced ease.

This was a really messy attic. The sunny side was all glass windows covered with huge posters of women in low-cut tops. Inside, there was only an unmade bed, a single sofa, a computer desk and swivel chair, and a large bookshelf piled high with Western DVDs.

Of course, there were also empty wine bottles scattered all over the floor, and adult magazines strewn everywhere.

The Night Watch, the hidden figures of the Academy, have lived here for decades, and their home decor resembles that of a frustrated teenager.

The style of this attic clashed greatly with Angers' aesthetic, but Angers naturally took the most comfortable spot after entering.

He knew this place very well; there was no way he wouldn't, because only here could he find the Night's Watch.

Everyone has a few bad friends who always invite you to meet in places with questionable hygiene, eating shoddy seafood, but you still foolishly wear your custom Armani suit and go, spitting at them and enjoying it immensely.

Then he's probably your true friend.

"You'll get used to it. That way, on the day of my funeral, when I'm in my coffin and listening to the bells outside, I'll mistakenly think I'm lying in my bed at home."

The middle-aged man, hunched over his computer screen, said lazily, "Angers, what treasure have you picked up this time? S-class...tsk tsk tsk, is there anything special about this pretty young lady?"

His computer screen was showing the live broadcast of the event. A beautiful, pale girl sat in a corner of the counseling room, bathed in sunlight, looking as pure as an angel.

“She is indeed extraordinary. Not long ago, she single-handedly subdued the entire Japanese underworld. The number of people who died at her hands is probably more than all these empty bottles on the ground.”

"Oh!" The Night Watchman exclaimed in amazement, "I never would have guessed! I thought you were the only one who could subdue those Japanese lackeys. Now there's a second one. How did this beautiful young lady manage to do that?"

Angers looked at the innocent girl on the computer screen, thought for a moment and said seriously, "Speaking of which, her methods are similar to mine. She just needs to kill everyone who disagrees with her."

Night's Watchman: "...I really couldn't tell."

His curiosity was clearly piqued, and he began watching the live stream intently on the screen, while Angers simply poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it elegantly, seemingly unconcerned, waiting for the Night's Watchman to finish watching before continuing the conversation.

In the counseling room, Professor Masafumi Toyama, wearing a white coat, brought a cup of hot tea to Genji. This middle-aged man, also from Japan, was very kind and warm to the girl in front of him.

"Your name is Kazama Ruri, right? I heard you're from Japan?"

Yuan Zhinv nodded. She looked very relaxed, more like she was on vacation than receiving psychological counseling.

She wasn't worried at all, because Sakurai Kogure could also hypnotize, but it was ineffective against her. Her talent "Breaking Illusion" naturally countered this kind of word magic, and even that strange clapper sound couldn't control her.

However, in Masafumi Toyama's view, this student was the kind of person who was rather carefree and did not realize the significance of this psychological counseling session.

Masashi Tomiyama had received orders from Angers long before Minamoto no Chino arrived at the school. The specific reason was not mentioned, but he was told to hypnotize the girl and see if he could extract her secrets.

The content was vague and didn't specify what exactly they wanted to extract, so Masashi Tomiyama could only proceed according to the normal procedure.

The first step is to chat with the students about everyday things, allowing them to completely relax. Then, subtly use words of wisdom to hypnotize them, thereby getting them to reveal information.

However, it seems this student got into the zone quite quickly.

Masashi Tomiyama sighed inwardly, then continued in a very kind tone, "Could you tell me about your situation? And your family situation, and so on?"

This was just a casual chat. Yuan Zhinu nodded indifferently and said casually, "There's nothing much to say about my situation. I'm just an ordinary student. Because of some family matters, the start of school was delayed, so I'm a little late."

"As for my family situation... I don't have a mother. My father sells ramen, my brother sells sunscreen, and I have a younger sister who is in poor health and has a very serious illness."

At this point, Yuan Zhinv sighed: "Because my family's situation wasn't very good, I dropped out of high school for a while. Later, when my family's situation improved, my father happened to know the principal, so I came to Kassel College."

The girl's voice was calm, but when she got to this point, she lowered her head, looking as if she was being overwhelmed by life's pressures, and her thin figure appeared very fragile.

Even Masashi Tomiyama couldn't help but show a look of sympathy and pity after hearing these words.

Meanwhile, the online live stream chat room exploded.

"A brother who sells oil, a father who makes ramen, a seriously ill sister, and a frail girl—oh my god, what an incredibly pitiful little thing she is, sob sob."

"This... it is indeed quite pitiful, but that's no reason to become an S-rank, is it? If it really had such a powerful bloodline, how could it end up in such a miserable state? It seems to have absolutely no potential that an S-rank should have!"

"So, she was able to be rated S because the principal knew her father and sympathized with her situation, so he gave his old friend face?"

……

The live stream chat was buzzing with comments, but neither Masashi Tomiyama nor Wakana knew that after a few initial tests, Masashi Tomiyama felt it was about time and quietly released the hypnotic effect.

Within the school grounds, no student can use the power of words without the permission of the Night Watchman. Even if they have similar resistance abilities, they have no way to use them, which is why Masashi Tomiyama has never failed.

But as he expanded his domain, preparing to probe for information, he saw the girl in front of him raise her head, and a faint golden light flashed in her beautiful black eyes.

Masashi Tomiyama froze on the spot.

Chapter 67 Raising a Tiger to Cause Trouble

An invisible domain unfolded, silently and gently, and Masashi Tomiyama was not even aware that he had been surrounded by it.

Upon seeing those beautiful eyes, an overwhelming dream swept over him, and he was pulled into the dream without being able to struggle at all.

Words of Power: Dream Eater.

After the Genji bloodline broke through to S, this gentle and harmless Word of Power also evolved. It was originally a higher level of mental power than hypnosis, and now it could directly control people with lower bloodlines than her, making it a high-end version of hypnosis.

The only drawback is that it needs to be released silently; otherwise, if the opponent has a high bloodline and is on guard, the effect will be very poor. That's why she didn't use it when fighting Angers.

When Genjiro last came to the academy, she could clearly feel a force suppressing her, preventing her from using her incantations.

She knew this was the Night's Watch's Word of Power, a power that prevented dragons of lower blood rank within the domain from using their own Word of Power unless they received his permission.

But this time when she returned, Genji clearly felt that the power could no longer suppress her, and she could simply ignore it.

In addition, the release of the dream-eating beast was so silent that almost no one noticed it. However, everyone watching the live stream had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.

The pretty, innocent girl leaned back relaxed on the sofa, her eyelids slightly raised, a hint of amusement flashing in her beautiful, captivating eyes.

"Professor, what is the purpose of this counseling session? Is it mandatory for all freshmen to attend?"

Masashi Tomiyama's expression was somewhat blank. Upon hearing Minamoto's question, he replied almost without thinking, "No, you're the only freshman who needs psychological counseling this year."

"The principal said he needs me to assess your mental state and find out if you're hiding any secrets."

"Did the principal say anything else?"

"No, the principal seems to value you highly. Your rating is S, the only S-level in the academy in all these years. Your mental state is very important."

Yuan Zhinv said "Oh," and a cute, bright smile appeared on her face: "Professor, how am I feeling?"

Masashi Tomiyama stared blankly at her, then blurted out uncontrollably, "Your mental state is very good; you don't need any counseling."

Yuan Zhinu nodded in satisfaction: "Is there anything else?"

"It's alright, you can leave now."

The girl stood up, stretched, and as she passed Masashi Tomiyama on her way out, she gently patted the Japanese man on the shoulder: "Thank you very much, Professor."

As she moved, the power of her words was withdrawn, and Masashi Tomiyama suddenly awoke with a start. His eyes regained their clarity, and he stared in almost horror at the girl who turned and left.

But the girl simply left gracefully, without even glancing back at him.

Meanwhile, the live stream was filled with complaints.

"That's it? I took my pants off and this is what they show me? This psychological counseling is way too casual. This professor doesn't seem so casual usually!"

"As expected, there's nothing to see here. After all, he's a mediocre student, so what's the point of tutoring him? He's not even a real S-rank; it's all just sympathy points."

"I was really looking forward to it all night, but it turned out to be all bark and no bite. The girl clearly had no problems at all. I think the professor had a much bigger problem. And the expression he made at the end was like he'd seen a ghost."

"They were probably surprised because they didn't expect the so-called S-class to be so ordinary."

……

The live stream was shut down, the barrage of comments disappeared, and the Night Watcher's expression turned serious. He looked at the old man on the sofa with a complicated expression: "She used a word of power."

Angers didn't seem surprised and nodded.

"It seems to be a mental incantation; Masashi Tomiyama has been controlled by her." The Night Watchman murmured, "She can use incantations within my domain; her bloodline is above mine? Just who is she!"

“The current emperor of the Snake Clan, the daughter of an old friend of mine.” Angers handed over a stack of documents. “However, her Word of Power is very strange. I’ve fought with her before, and it should be some kind of bloodline enhancement.”

"But in the information I've collected, her Word of Power seems to be a snake, and now it's even showing signs of being spiritual. I suspect it's some kind of copying Word of Power."

"You mean... Mirror Eyes? The ability to copy other people's Word Power?"

The night watchman slowly flipped through the documents in his hands, his expression growing more and more serious with each page: "This explains it. When Masashi Tomiyama used hypnosis, she copied him and hypnotized him instead."

"Yes, she also entered Nibelungen, and together with the newborn Chu Zihang, they killed hundreds of Death Servants and broke out."

Angers took a slow sip of wine, his voice as if it contained ice: "But I went to investigate and found no clues. According to them, that is Odin's Nibelungen, and they saw Odin's vision in it."

"This is truly bizarre..." The Night Watchman's expression was strange, his cheek muscles twitching and his eyes twitching, it was hard to tell whether it was fear or amusement.

“Yes,” Angers said softly, “they might really have seen a ghost.”

"How is this possible!" The Night Watchman jumped up from his swivel chair. "Nibelungen, the land of the dead? It's like a temple! Alchemists have been racking their brains for thousands of years trying to find it, and two children just happened to walk in?"

“It wasn’t a coincidence.” Angers looked directly into the man’s eyes: “Chu Zihang lied. That girl must have planned it.”

"She knew perfectly well that there was a Nibelungen there, and she also knew what was inside, so she was not afraid at all. She casually went in, killed hundreds of dead servants, and then came out easily. All of this was planned in advance."

“That’s even more outrageous!” The Night’s Watchman’s eyes widened. “There’s no way anyone in this world could do that!”

“It’s rare to see you so uneasy. Over the years, no matter what I’ve said to you, you’ve always been like a lazy snake, curled up on the sofa, and you’ve even developed a beer belly.” Angers pointed to the Night Watchman’s belly, which couldn’t be hidden by his plaid shirt.

The night watchman looked down and saw that his once-proud eight-pack abs, which he would show off to the bar girls when he was drunk, had become a single bulge. The handsome Western man of yesteryear was a thing of the past; now he was just a sleazy old man who liked cowboy clothes.

He hadn't been this excited in decades, because there was nothing to be excited about, and he was quite content with the days spent numbing himself with strong liquor, Westerns, and pictures of sexy women.

But if what Angers said is true, then his comfortable days are almost over.

"Such a dangerous person, and instead of eliminating her, you actually recruited her into the school?!" The Night Watchman's voice was hoarse with excitement: "Aren't you afraid this person will blow up your school?"

"How do you know I didn't try to erase her? But something unexpected happened, and I failed."

"But then I thought, it's such a pity that such a good girl died."

"Perhaps we can be friends, after all, we seem to have common goals."

The night watchman stared blankly at the calm-faced old man, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're insane! You're raising a tiger to your own detriment!"

Angers merely smiled slightly, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. His voice was unreadable, but he softly said, "Perhaps."

"Who knows?"