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

As night deepened and the temperature dropped, the noise gradually faded away, and the crowds on the street dwindled to twos and threes before finally becoming completely empty.

It always seems to be like this: people come and go in this world, but in the end they all return to their own place. The streets are empty, leaving only homeless people lying aimlessly in a corner, like stray dogs.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but just before she was about to lose consciousness completely, she heard a faint sound; someone was approaching.

She lazily opened her eyes and saw Sakurai Kogure standing in front of her, covered in dirt from head to toe, except for her eyes, which shone brightly.

"Are you alright?" she asked cautiously, her eyes filled with concern and worry.

Yuan Zhinu shook her head slightly, not surprised by her appearance, and simply let her help her up.

On the deserted street, two girls supported each other, limping into the distance. In the faint golden light of dawn, their shadows stretched long.

……

The address Wang gave was a clubhouse not far from Shinjuku Ward.

Throughout the journey, Sakurai Kogure seemed to have many questions, and kept hesitant to ask them, but in the end, she didn't bring herself to ask.

The girl she was helping looked pale and thin, like a handful of fresh snow, as if she might melt at any moment.

They walked silently into the understated yet luxurious house.

The man wearing the mask of a high-ranking official had been waiting for a long time.

He sat there, flipping through a newspaper, with amber-colored liquor beside him, shimmering in the golden morning light.

Seeing the two women return, he stood up happily: "Oh, my girls are back."

He excitedly greeted her, asking with great concern, "Are you badly injured? Poor child, I've prepared something for you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Genji had already drawn her sword and slashed down fiercely without blinking.

The moment the head fell to the ground, bright red blood splattered far and wide, soaking the newspapers on the ground, staining the white walls, and even splashing onto Yuan Zhinv's pale face.

The scene was too sudden and too bloody. After being stunned for a long time, Sakurai Kogure suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Throughout, Genji remained expressionless.

She casually wiped the warm blood from her face, took the bloodline medicine from the table and poured it on the ground. She spoke slowly, each word distinct and her voice as cold as ice.

"Have I ever told you that I really hate your mask?"

"And you son of a bitch! Who the hell is your good boy?"

Chapter 12 If nothing happens, I'll die first.

Having finally done what she had wanted to do for a long time, Genji was in an unexpectedly good mood, and even her wounds seemed to feel less painful.

She took a breath, casually threw away the knife in her hand, and said to Sakurai Kogure, who was standing to the side with a look of terror on her face, "Stop yelling, or people will think I'm slaughtering a pig."

Sakurai Kogure's voice choked, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

This mysterious girl, who appeared out of nowhere, just now chopped off the head of a strange man. The masked head was still staring at the ground with its eyes wide open, but she remained as calm as if she had just sliced ​​a watermelon.

Yuan Zhinu sat down casually. She had already lost a lot of blood and exerted herself, so she felt a little dizzy. She didn't force herself to stay awake and propped her head up with her eyes half-closed.

"I'm a little tired and need to rest. Could you tidy up these things?"

She looked at Sakurai Kogure sincerely: "Thank you for your help."

Sakurai Kogure's face turned bright red, and a bunch of words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.

Sakurai Kogure thought she was doomed. She had finally escaped the wolf's den, only to run into a lunatic, and a seriously mentally ill one at that.

Her life, which felt like walking on thin ice, seemed destined to never reach the other side.

She looked at Yuan Zhinv with fear and dread, but how could she dare to disobey her orders? So she obediently went to pack.

There was just too much bright red blood, and she was still young, so she couldn't help but gag when wiping herself. Seeing this, Yuan Zhinu comforted her, saying, "It's okay, there's always a first time. You'll get used to it."

What are your habits?

Sakurai Kogure didn't dare to ask.

This future number three of the Ghost Clan, led by number two, did his first thing on his first day with the Ghost Clan: collecting the body of their number one, showing great unity and camaraderie.

Yuan Zhinü didn't even glance at the gradually cooling corpse. She knew perfectly well that the so-called King General was nothing more than a shadow warrior manipulated by Herzog, and that they could not be killed off.

So when the king reappeared before her the next day, completely unharmed, she didn't even bother to lift her eyes.

The king's neck was completely intact, without even a trace of injury. Indeed, he had no injuries, because it was a completely different person.

However, Sakurai Kogure was unaware of all this. The shock of witnessing someone who was completely dead suddenly come back to life yesterday was no less than that of a zombie rising from the dead, especially since she had personally handled the body yesterday.

She was so frightened that she screamed like a chicken, and finally her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Neither the king nor the maiden glanced at her.

The king greeted Minamoto no Chionome with a smile: "Good morning, Chionome. Did you sleep well last night?"

His tone was so natural and friendly, as if nothing had happened last night, and a strange smile permeated his noble mask.

Yuan Zhinv glanced at him and casually said, "Not bad."

Her wound had not been treated and had bled quite a bit. Now she had some infection and fever, and her pale face was replaced by an abnormal flush. However, her expression remained indifferent, as if she did not find anything strange about being brought back from the dead.

The king's eerie smile froze. He looked Yuan Zhinü up and down, and finally couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yuan Zhinv countered, "What are you afraid of?"

The king stared at her intently for a long time, then suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a coldness like ice.

Yuan Zhinu, however, was too lazy to continue the pretense. She casually waved her hand, adopting the demeanor of a tyrannical ruler who would only report matters if necessary and then dismiss the court if not: "Do you have anything else to say? If not, please find me a doctor."

"Don't bring your useless medicines, I won't drink them."

It is a statement, leaving no room for negotiation.

The smile on Wang's face slowly faded, and the coldness in his eyes was undisguised. He looked coldly at Yuan Zhinü: "Zhinü, my patience has its limits."

Yuan Zhinv didn't even lift her eyelids: "Then that's it. If there's nothing else, I'll die first."

After saying that, he closed his eyes without waiting for the king's reaction.

General Wang: "?"

The king's expression froze for a moment, but before he could realize what was going on, Genji's voice rang out again.

With her eyes closed, she weakly but casually added, "Oh, right, don't worry, I'm not as powerful as you, teacher. If I die, I'm really dead. I will never come back to life. You can rest assured."

General Wang: "..."

It's hard to say whether this is a threat or not.

He scrutinized the girl with her eyes closed, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty, but he couldn't detect anything unusual.

The girl had a frank expression, but a faint weariness lingered between her brows. She looked somewhat listless due to the fever, as if she had lost interest in everything, giving off an air of "I'll just die if I can't take it anymore, anyway, I don't really want to live."

Could it be... that he was provoked too much?

Seeing that his only relative, his brother whom he had relied on since childhood, had other sisters, he became self-destructive and gave up on everything.

The king, unable to think of any other reason, pondered suspiciously. He couldn't think of any other explanation besides this one.

From the moment she was conceived, Yuan Zhinü was under his surveillance, and she has never escaped his control since she grew up.

But at this moment, he realized that he couldn't quite understand this girl.

Compared to the simple-minded Genjiro, Genjiro was so intelligent that she seemed to belong to another species, which made him wary.

But he couldn't really watch Genji die, as that would disrupt his plans.

He hadn't experienced this frustrating feeling of being furious but having to hold his nose and save the culprit, like punching cotton – a feeling he hadn't felt in many years.

He took a deep breath and finally chose to compromise in the face of his grand plan. He had been patient for so many years and would never falter at this critical juncture.

The king will find a doctor for Yuan Zhinü.

Yuan Zhinü's injuries were not actually serious; they were mostly superficial wounds. However, due to the lack of treatment over a long period, she suffered significant blood loss and some infection.

However, none of these are problems; the body strengthened by the dragon blood recovers very quickly.

The king was observing her closely, seemingly somewhat wary.

Genjiro, however, didn't care at all, and even frankly stated that she needed to become stronger, asking the king how to do so.

When she asked this question, it was as natural as if she were asking an elder for advice on the future, so matter-of-fact and so confident.

Wang Jiang was completely baffled, and stood there stunned for a long time, even doubting whether he had misheard.

Yuan Zhinü, however, was very good-natured and patiently repeated it again.

"I feel like I'm a bit weak right now. Teacher, do you have any suggestions on how I can become stronger?"

"When will I be able to cut off your head without you having to take advantage of you?"

General Wang: "?"

Chapter 13 Then you'll become a demon.

"Young girl, do you know what you're saying?"

Her face twitched, and the king stared at her with a deep, unfathomable gaze, exuding an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

But Yuan Zhinv just smiled.

"Just kidding, the teacher won't mind, right?"

She met his gaze without fear, her composure bordering on absurd.

Since realizing that the king would not kill her easily, and that a little madness would make him more relaxed, Genji's mentality has completely changed.

She gradually found her place.

Doing nothing, making no mistakes, and harboring great suspicion about everything—this attitude will only make the king extremely vigilant, and he will try every means to control her and force her to reveal a flaw.

However, the two sides are not evenly matched, and a head-on clash would be the result that Genji no Miko does not want to see.

Since that's the case, might as well go completely insane.

You want a weakness, huh? You hate reason, huh? Well, here's your weakness, you'll lose your reason.

Since you're so eager to cultivate a demon, then I'll give you one.