Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

On the shimmering water, a small altar, resembling the Kagura Dance Hall, floats.

It was a simple wooden altar made by connecting small boats together.

"The legacy of the Holy Annihilation is here. According to ancient records, when the Lord of the Bee and Serpent awakens again, calamity will once again descend upon this land."

"If Your Majesty wishes to awaken the Lord of the Bees and Serpents, it will likely be necessary to wait until the next period of turmoil in the seal and to cancel the sealing ritual of the Lion King's Priestess."

Akira Sano stopped paddling and moored the boat there.

"Yes, that's how it is for you."

Sensing what was hidden below, Makoto Haramura yawned, then walked from the small boat to the altar in the middle.

"This is my job now."

"It would be better for the elderly to leave here sooner rather than later."

"Even if you still possess considerable strength, fighting on the water is not something you excel at."

As he spoke, Makoto Haramura turned his head and scanned his surroundings.

It's around noon now.

It was high in the sky when the sun was shining, and the intense sunlight shone on the water, refracting phosphorescence.

The lake was surrounded by dense forests, and behind those forests, Makoto Haramura could clearly sense the protective shield generator that he had instructed Shizuko Yui to bury there yesterday, as well as those faint sources of spiritual energy.

"Besides, those little guys need you to lead them, don't they?"

"Anbai Nai is enough; I don't have that authority now."

Akira Sano chuckled happily.

She appeared to be refusing, but in reality, she had already put the oar she had picked up back into the lake.

"Now that you've already spread the word, there's no need to stop any expected arrivals."

"Do whatever you want."

"I understand."

"Thank you for your leniency, Your Majesty."

The sound of oars striking the water resumed, and judging from the distance of the sound, Akatsuki Hiyano was getting further and further away.

"Hehe, because I was the one who started this whole thing."

Is this an insult to me?

Akira Sano's gratitude was simple.

The Lion King Organization reported this matter to the higher-ups in the island nation.

No matter what, the Lion King Agency is the country's intelligence agency.

The items they were responsible for guarding had gone wrong, and they were duty-bound to take responsibility.

But Makoto Haramura's excuse for them was perfect.

The Fourth True Group is going to visit Japan, bringing their little princess along for a family visit. Is there something wrong with that?

No problem, it makes perfect sense.

That very morning, Asagi Aiba had already been sent to meet up with her older sister in the capital.

However, the Fourth True Group suddenly disappeared and appeared on God Rope Island. Is there a problem?

No problem. Even the Lion King Organization doesn't know why the Fourth True Group knows about Lake Shinra or what's under it.

Moreover, their Lion King Organization has immediately stepped in to remedy the situation.

But the problem is that they are all now blocked by that invisible barrier.

We can't get in at all; there's nothing we can do.

The Lion King organization can perfectly absolve itself of this matter.

But the fundamental problem is that if it weren't for him, this wouldn't have happened.

Ironically, Akari Sano even expressed her gratitude to him.

Or perhaps there's more irony than anything else in this expression of gratitude.

"However, she should have genuinely thanked me afterwards."

"After all, I did save this old lady's life, at least allowing her to die peacefully in her old age."

The Lion King Organization doesn't know what's sealed here, but he knows it all too well.

It is a swamp dragon that serves as a vessel, guarding the legacy of the Holy Annihilation and the coordinates of another world.

Currently, the dragon egg it transformed into is sleeping deep in the Divine Rope Lake, where it has formed a symbiotic relationship with a magical beast called the Bee-Snake.

The bee-snake regularly provides nutrients to the swamp dragon, allowing it to maintain its existence.

Until long ago, the Lion King Organization discovered the bee-snake that brought disaster, deduced that the Holy Reaper's legacy was hidden there, and found that the memories of the sacrificial priestess could stop the disaster, which brought a turning point to the situation.

The two sides reached a remarkable balance through repeated frictions.

The swamp dragon periodically stirs up trouble, then receives priestesses offered by the Lion King Organization for free, perfecting its personality and thus settling down.

The Lion King Organization mistakenly believed that sealing this sacred legacy required a priestess as a sacrifice, and each time the Swamp Dragon became active, they would sacrifice an old, dying priestess.

One side sought to complete their personality, while the other wanted to seal it away. Through a series of coincidences, they reached a tacit understanding, leading to the current situation.

This refers to the situation where the Holy Annihilation Legacy can be sealed by using a priestess as a sacrifice.

All the information above comes from Moguwai.

According to Moguwai's calculations, the period of unrest surrounding this seal will likely be two or three years from now.

The elderly priestess of the Lion King Organization—isn't Akatsuki Hisano a perfect fit?

"So, what should we do next?"

As he spoke, a powerful magical energy emanated from Makoto Haramura.

The enormous wheel solidified and took shape amidst the convergence of those golden magical particles.

A two-headed dragon appeared in this world amidst its roar.

Immediately afterwards, the two-headed silver dragon transformed into a double-pronged halberd amidst a roar.

"The simplest way to get this dragon egg."

As he spoke, Makoto Haramura reached out and grabbed the hilt of the trident, thrusting it forward directly.

The pitch-black void unfolded brightly before Makoto Haramura, and layers upon layers of space were thus opened up.

In a trance!

The dragon egg, which was as big as a person, was presented to Makoto Haramura.

This is a very large egg, entirely black, with some unidentified patterns and designs on it.

"Just take it directly like that."

Without any hesitation or delay, Makoto Haramura stretched out his hand and placed it on the giant egg.

This is the dragon egg that the swamp dragon has transformed into.

(It really isn't fully developed yet; at its current stage, it's at most equivalent to an eight-year-old human child.)

"So the task of teaching the children is still left to you."

Makoto Haramura burst out laughing.

(I think I should help her ripen faster first, otherwise this little guy might get irritable when he sees a little girl.)

(Forget about handing over the inheritance to you; they'd probably fight you to the death.)

(After all, they're just kids.)

In Haramura Makoto's mind, the voice of the White Demon rang out, and the next second, the giant egg that Haramura Makoto was pressing down on had already disappeared.

It was as if they had been teleported away instantly, and they simply vanished.

"OK!"

"coming soon."

The pitch-black void in front of them suddenly closed.

The surging magic, like rolling seawater, began to boil beneath Makoto Haramura's feet.

Similarly, Makoto Haramura also ascended directly into the air.

His gaze was coldly fixed on the artificial lake beneath his feet, which had been completely filled with magic.

"Bang bang bang!"

At that very moment, a series of splashes of water erupted.

The water surface seemed to boil over, constantly bubbling and bursting, and then a dark figure shot out from the water.

Those were a group of monsters.

A group of monsters, each about three or four meters long, with heads resembling wasps, bodies like snakes, wings like pterosaurs, compound eyes, and long snake tails, that looked like both bees and snakes, possessing the outline of organic life forms but with a texture similar to man-made objects.

These monsters swarmed like locusts, completely filling the sky.

Even so, the locusts seemed endless, constantly emerging from the lake.

"He actually broke the seal. What did he do?"

Outside the barrier, Xiangu Yong stared wide-eyed at the bees and snakes that swarmed out in an instant, and exclaimed in surprise.

She is currently outside the barrier.

Standing outside that suddenly rising azure barrier, looking at all of this before me.

The lake is a place where every disturbance requires the life of a priestess to quell it.

She had already heard about it.

However, it is clear that the seal has now been broken.

Moreover, the seal was broken directly without any ceremony.

"Isn't this normal?"

"Although we don't know where this person comes from or what his relationship is with the original Fourth Ancestor, it's enough that he has enough power."

As she said this, Yuantang Yuan appeared directly behind Xiangu Yong and put her hand on her shoulder.

In the eyes of some people with ulterior motives, Makoto Haramura's identity was not a secret to begin with.

After all, he was too different from the original Fourth True Ancestor.

He knows too many things that are not from the Fourth True Ancestor Society.

This is something that a True Ancestor who has been asleep for a long time could not possibly know.

But what can we do about it?

This person possesses power greater than that of the Fourth True Group, and that is enough.

Moreover, they could all tell that this person didn't have the bad habits and madness of a vampire, which are associated with longevity.

His mental state is closer to that of a human being.

"Moreover, the guys we've been waiting for have already arrived."

"Now it's your turn to act."

Xian Guyong quickly got into work mode, and the expression on her face returned to calm.

"I see."

……

"What's going on here?"

"If possible, we hope you can give us a reasonable answer."

She was probably around fourteen or fifteen years old, a girl who had just started high school.

The girl's long, black hair, reminiscent of ancient Chinese style, cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, perfectly complementing her beautiful features.