Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Yuan Zhisheng spoke slowly. Lu Chen and others did not expect that this man who was usually as silent and serious as Chu Zihang could be so eloquent.

The story of a light novel was summarized in his mouth, skipping what should be skipped and emphasizing what should be emphasized, allowing a few people to gradually enter the story.

He told how Emiya Kiritsugu was adopted by his master Natalia, and how Emiya Kiritsugu and his master hunted down those who were studying zombie viruses. Natalia made a mistake on the plane, and the zombie virus spread to all the passengers. , Emiya Kiritsugu on the ground used anti-air missiles to shoot down the plane, along with his beloved master.

Then he talked about Emiya Kiritsugu joining the Einzbern family and having a wife and daughter. If the story ended here, Lu Chen and others would think that this was a story about a man who had gone through hardships and finally achieved a peaceful life. Although it was still very It's heavy, but the ending is pretty good.

But the story is not over yet. The Fourth Holy Grail War begins later. In order to win, for the almighty wishing machine, and to obtain absolute justice, this man will do whatever it takes to eliminate his opponents one by one.

In the end, the man went through many tests. Faced with the problem of saving a hundred people and killing one, the man was hesitant at first, but he was also ruthless and able to make judgments... Later, he even noticed something abnormal, and he even killed people in the "illusion" with his own hands. His wife and children died.

At the end of the story, Fuyuki City was burned down by the fire that fell from the dark Holy Grail. The man survived the disaster, and he didn't know whether he had a complete enlightenment. He cried bitterly after rescuing FSN's protagonist Shirou Emiya...

After hearing this story, Lu Chen and others felt a little heavy.

Chu Zihang's face was expressionless, Lu Chen thought slightly, and Caesar had a sneer on his face.

Yuan Zhisheng sighed. After a few people clinked glasses, he exhaled a breath of alcohol-smelling air and looked at the few people with serious eyes, as if he was eager for answers.

"After reading this book, I have been thinking, how much price can people pay for justice?"

Several people were silent, and finally Chu Zihang commented expressionlessly: "From a broad perspective, Emiya Kiritsugu has indeed carried out his justice."

But Chu Zihang still had something he didn't say in his heart. On the surface, he was a very rational person, but he still felt that the story was too heavy, so heavy that even though he could understand some plots rationally, he could not accept them emotionally.

"Is this a light novel? It doesn't sound easy at all."

Caesar joked, he lit a cigar, the smoke was so thick that no one could see his eyes clearly.

Lu Chen sat on the sofa and pondered for a long time. This story reminded him of many past events. If people like Emiya Kiritsugu can be considered a righteous partner, then he is really unqualified.

He is often emotional on the battlefield and never abandons his companions, even if sometimes it is more reasonable to abandon his companions. He has been demerited many times for this.

Finally, he came to his senses slightly and asked Yuan Zhisheng, "Well, Yuan-Jun, do you want to be a partner of justice?"

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded. His movements were so heavy and stiff, as if a pair of invisible hands were pressing him to nod. Those invisible hands were named Sheqi Bajia and Responsibility.

And he has paid the price for being a partner in justice...

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Time passed slowly, and there was another table in Gao Tianyuan.

"I said Crow, do you want to call her a Cowherd?"

Yasha and Crow sat together and whispered cautiously into each other's ears. However, they still attracted a cold look from the woman opposite, and the two of them sat up straight again in an instant.

"It's better to say goodbye. This is the young master's girl. She doesn't seem to need to relieve stress."

But the next moment, Crow still had the courage to lean into Yaksha's ear and reply.

The murderous aura coming from the opposite side waxed and waned, and finally disappeared without a trace, making Crow and Yasha terrified.

Of course they don't want to come to a place like this, but they are the young master's confidants and must follow him wherever he goes.

At this time, they were also complaining in their hearts. Although they had already seen it from the airport pick-up, the commissioner of the headquarters was really a scumbag. Who would choose a place like Takamagahara for the men's cocktail party?

"Sakura, your hearing is better, can you hear what the young master is talking to them?"

Yasha asked curiously.

However, Sakura shook her head. As an outstanding killer female ninja, of course her hearing was very good, and the voices of several people talking a few rows away became louder and louder. She could indeed hear clearly, but she would not listen to Yasha and Yasha. said the crow.

Her expression was not so much cold as ice, but rather a facial paralysis like Chu Zihang's. She was very good at hiding her emotions. For example, she was shocked that the young master had a tendency to become a second-rate person after drinking with a few second-rate ones.

It was already one o'clock in the morning. Facts have proved that even a mixed race is not immune to a thousand cups of wine.

As the new emperor of the eight Sheqi families, Yuan Zhisheng's bloodline is indeed much higher than that of Caesar and Chu Zihang, but he seems to be unable to drink as much as Caesar.

How long ago has it been since you drank with people of the same age without any special purpose?

The drunken Yuan Zhi leaned on the sofa, his eyes a little wandering.

In the past two years, he has always drank alone, drinking when he was troubled. Sometimes he would even drink before family meetings. After half a bottle of soju, he would be a little drunk. Every time Crow and the others came to urge him, Sakura would take out He prepared the hangover soup in advance and washed his face well so that other family heads would not notice his indulgence before the meeting.

Looking at the teenagers who were still clinking glasses, Yuan Zhisheng was a little envious of them for a moment. He called each other a slut, but in fact he also wanted to be a slut.

"Caesar, your waist is bleeding."

Chu Zihang put down his wine glass and reminded.

In fact, as the calmest of the group, he had already reminded them that strictly speaking, they could not meet the requirements for discharge, let alone come to drink.

If their doctor knew that they were temporarily discharged from the hospital today to have a drinking party, then the doctor who was responsible for stitches yesterday would probably be so angry that he would want to tie them to the bed. Of course, that is assuming that the doctor can do it.

"Oh, it's okay. I'll pay for it if you stain the sofa."

Caesar glanced at it and said very calmly.

"Hiccup - in the words of Senior Brother Fingel, Brother Caesar, you are capable."

Lu Chen also burped. He did have a lot of money, but he had lost the most in the game he just played.

"Superpowers? Brother Lu, what are you talking about? We actually all have superpowers."

Caesar thought the other person was talking about the spirit of speech. His Chinese proficiency was not enough to understand this kind of joke, especially since he was already a little confused.

"Money power refers to money ability, which means that people with money can do many things that can only be done by people with super powers."

Chu Zihang was actually serious about popularizing science. He drank the least and was still sober.

Yuan Zhisheng was half-slumped on the sofa. Listening to the conversation between a few people, he wanted to complain. He said to himself that your focus is very strange. He was obviously talking about blood surge. Why did the compensation for the sofa get involved and then transferred to the ability to pay money? topic of?

Second-hand goods are indeed second-hand goods.

But he drank a little too much and began to feel sleepy. After all, he still couldn't spit out the best words.

After the banquet was over, everyone staggered out of Takamagahara, leaving only the confused cowherds, thinking to themselves that if you just wanted to get drunk, chat and spank each other, why not go to an izakaya instead of booking Takamagahara?

Yuan Zhisheng was helped into the car by Ying, while Caesar and Chu Zihang were sent back to the hospital... Yes, they were only temporarily discharged.

Lu Chen could already imagine the doctors roaring at Caesar and Chu Zihang.

"Commissioner Lu, do I need to send you back?"

Naturally, Crow and Yasha did not dare to compete with Sakura for the "good job" of sending the drunken young master home, so Yasha could only go to see Caesar Chu Zihang off, while Crow stayed to prepare to see Lu Chen off.

"No need to bother, I'll take a walk, it's not too far."

Lu Chen waved his hand, he wanted to blow the night breeze.

Crow hesitated for a moment and nodded. Gao Tianyuan was located in the Ginza district, which was indeed not far from the Peninsula Hotel. However, he had some doubts that this super hybrid was also drunk. He just didn't want to sleep on the street halfway.

"Then please be careful on the road. The branch will notify you as soon as possible if there are follow-up missions in a few days."

Crow said respectfully, he couldn't be disrespectful, because even the young master privately admitted that he was no match for Lu Chen. The eight Sheqi families worshiped and respected the strong, not to mention that this might be the young master's long-lost brother.

Lu Chen waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to send it off, and walked into a neon glow.

At this time, there were very few people on the street. Because of his previous warning, the Japanese branch no longer sent people to monitor him. He walked alone on the road blowing the night wind, looking at the colorful world like glass, and... Time is a bit blurry.

He remembered the topic everyone talked about after drinking too much tonight, about dreams and the future. Although they didn't talk about it in such an extensive way, Caesar and Yuan Zhisheng still said a few words.

Caesar said that he wanted to take his beloved girl out on a sailboat in the future and travel to every corner of the world. It really seemed like his style.

Yuan Zhisheng surprised them. He actually said that he wanted to go to a nudist beach in France to sell sunscreen. They laughed and said they didn't believe it, saying how could the future underworld emperor want to sell sunscreen.

But Yuan Zhisheng was very stubborn. He drunkenly took out his mobile phone and showed them his online shopping records, which included various sunscreen oils. He was studying the pros and cons of various sunscreen oils.

When they arrived at Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang was silent. He sat half-sit on the sofa without speaking. Caesar and the two thought that Chu Zihang was drunk and fell asleep, but Lu Chen knew that was not the case. In his opinion, Chu Zihang was silent, but Like a silent volcano.

As for himself, when Lu Chen arrived, he was suddenly speechless.

He felt that he had nothing to hide. Dreaming about the future was not a difficult topic for him to talk about. He just didn't want to talk about the past.

But when it came to him, he was speechless for a moment.

As for me, am I just pursuing power and becoming stronger than any living being?

The evening wind blew across the young man's cheeks and picked up the messy hair on his forehead. He stood there, looking at the sky, silent.

When the head of the Inuyama family asked him during the day, he answered freely and firmly. The head of the Inuyama family thought that he was obsessed with power and was the purest warrior.

But Lu Chen knew that he was not. His pursuit of power... was just numbing himself.

If there is nothing to pursue, he cannot find the meaning of his life.

Westerners feared him and called him the Eastern God of War, but he knew that he was just a loser.

His companions died one by one. He numbed himself all for the sake of his family and country, for the continuation of Eastern culture, and for the final victory, but the war was still lost in the end.

They surrendered, and his beliefs were trampled under the feet of those in power. A humiliating letter of surrender seemed to mock those dead Secret Blood warriors.

He rushed to the commander and roared crazily. He said he could still fight, he said he could still fight, he said they hadn't lost yet!

But the officer just took off his military cap, turned his head and did not look at him or respond. He only saw the tears flashing from the corners of his eyes.

Then he was banned because the ambassador sent by the Western Federation had entered the country to accept their surrender, and the superiors were afraid that he would cause some trouble if he couldn't help it.

But that night the commander came to chat with him, and after the chat he did not lock them up. He knew that he could not be held captive.

He did not assassinate the visiting ambassador, but went to the Western Federation alone.

The sixteen-year-old young Martial God went to the Western Federation. The envoys who came to the east were furious. The emperor personally issued several decrees to recall him, but he did not respond.

Everyone thought he was going to assassinate the president, but he was not.

He stepped into the capital of the Western Federation alone, appeared in the square majestically, and waited for the other party to evacuate the people.

He is going to...

Seeking death.

But things in the world are often so ridiculous. Those who seek life cannot live, and those who seek death cannot die.

Obviously, there were so many companions who showed their true feelings before they died, holding his hand tightly and crying that they didn't want to die... Yes, they were all teenagers and had never experienced any happy life. Who would have thought? What about death?

But they all died, but he survived.

He also hated it, but he didn't know who to hate. In the end, he could only hate his own powerlessness.

If he had been stronger, maybe they wouldn't have died, right? Maybe the war can be won? Maybe everything will make sense?

Now he has become stronger and has new friends, so power is his top priority.

He would never make the same mistake again.

"Ta-ta-ta-"

The sound of clogs hitting the ground pulled Lu Chen from memories to reality. He was mostly awake and looked at the person walking towards him in front of him.

Wearing a blue kimono, long sleeves and a long cherry-red sword on his waist, he had a bright smile on his face.

"Sissy, are you here to die?"

Lu Chen didn't bring a knife when he went out today. It was impossible for him to take Hongfeng to Gao Tianyuan for a drink. That would make the "service staff" think that they were receiving gangsters tonight, although there was indeed one of them.

He faced this person who was probably the strongest person he had seen since coming to this world, but he did not panic.

He is known as the Martial God of the East, but he is not just good at using cold weapons.

Kazama Liuli put light makeup on her soft face and smiled slightly, "I'm not here to fight with you today."

"You should also be an important figure in that organization, right? If I catch you, I believe Yuan Zhisheng might be happy to let me go to his sword museum."

Lu Chen grinned.

Special thanks to the alliance leader [Endless Dream Pendant] for the 100,000 points reward!