Chapter 314 309 The Eldest Son of the Yuan Family

Chapter 314 309. The eldest son of the Minamoto family

In a house in the mountains near Tokyo, a huge, bright bonfire slowly burned in a stone courtyard. A half-meter-high gargoyle stood on the eaves, maple leaves fell slowly, and the starry sky slowly rotated above their heads.

The young man and the old man knelt across the jumping light and fire, their expressions were as hard as stone or steel, and their eyes were swaying...dim gold.

Minamoto Chisei wore a black windbreaker like a battle flag, with a tangled and complicated Ukiyo-e lining. Spider-Kiri and Boy-Kiri lay on his left and right sides respectively, and their skin seemed to have marble texture and texture under the light of the fire.

Tachibana Masamune wore a black-patterned tsukiri, white socks and wooden clogs on his feet. He combed his gray hair back, and even the long eyebrows that could only add a bit of majesty to his slightly cowardly and gentle face were well-groomed. Even though he was already an old man who couldn't get any older, his back was still straight. Gen Chisheng sometimes thought of Angers because of this. Only those who were obsessed in their hearts would not grow old, and time could not defeat their ambitions.

The long object wrapped in white cloth lay across Tachibana Masamune's knees. He hid his left and right fingers with black gloves because he had lost two of his fingers.

The little fingers of both hands.

"It's been many years since we forged swords together here, dad..." Gen Chisheng picked out a bottle of piercingly cold vodka from the ice bucket that both of them could reach, pulled out the oak cork, and poured a glass for Tachibana Masamune and himself.

"Yes, since I asked you to learn to lead this family, you rarely have time to come to this sword house." Tachibana Masamune sighed.

"There is no way around it. Someone has to take on this responsibility. Since you all say that I am Amaterasu, I have to illuminate those who are trekking in the dark." Gen Chisheng said softly.

This mountain sword house is the private property of Tachibana Masamune. It is said that it was renovated from his old house. There is a village not far away. There are many snow cherry blossoms in the village. When winter and spring meet, the white cherry blossoms are falling, just like a snowfall.

The Shiraha Dog Shrine, which enshrines the patriarchs and heads of the family, is not far from this sword house. It only takes 20 minutes to drive back and forth. Before becoming the director of the Executive Bureau, Gen Chisheng often came here or the Shiraha Dog Shrine to hide himself in his spare time.

"You have really grown up, Chisheng. You are no longer the boy I brought out of the mountains." Tachibana Masamune sipped vodka, and he seemed like a real Japanese, as if his experience in Japan for many years had made him completely forget his time in Russia.

"If you carry too many things, you always have to learn to grow up." Gen Chisheng also sipped vodka.

Although the two were drinking, their eyes were looking at each other at the same time. The wind blew the bonfire and their clothes flew up. The black silhouettes under the orange light and fire looked like towering sculptures.

"Two things." From the moment Gen Chisheng put down his wine glass, he seemed to have become an office clerk who did his job impartially. He looked into Tachibana Masamune's eyes with a look of neither sadness nor joy.

"First, how should I call you now, Dad? Tachibana Masamune? Or... Colonel Bondarev?"

After Genji Heavy Industries was attacked by Deadpool and Shikamori, Gen Chisheng quickly found the laboratory that was comparable to hell in the basement of the titanium black building. Hundreds of innocent lives were poured on the altar of the so-called "Ancient Yellow Spring Road", and Gen Chisheng could feel the pain of each person before death.

He angrily questioned Tachibana Masamune, who was the only one who had the ability and the only opportunity to control Maruyama Construction to build such an evil breeding pond underground in Genji Heavy Industries that even several family heads had never heard of.

Tachibana Masamune prepared a sword for seppuku and a long sword for the kaishakunin. He sat in a pool of blood in the laboratory full of corpses and accepted the questions of the six family heads, and answered their questions one by one.

Everything about Black Swan Harbor, Dr. Herzog's conspiracy, Masamune Tachibana's identity as the alias of Colonel Bondarev, and the struggle between these two men about ambition and hatred that has continued from the Soviet era to the present.

At the same time, he confessed that the original purpose of building this laboratory was to create real evolutionary drugs without side effects. With these evolutionary drugs, he could give birth to a large number of super humans in Japan, a country full of White King blood. These super humans can help him ascend to the throne of the world.

But later the experiment failed. The perfect evolutionary drug does not exist. As long as you want to evolve into a god, any hybrid will eventually fall into the abyss. But Masamune Tachibana accidentally discovered that the serum of Deadpool's fetus can suppress the manic dragon blood and restore the fallen hybrid to reason, so the purpose of creating Deadpool became to get more Deadpool fetal serum to stabilize Uesugi Eri's bloodline.

Finally, Masamune Tachibana earnestly asked the heads of the families to let Gen Chisei be his kaishakunin, considering that he had been struggling as the head of the family for so many years and led the Snake Eight Families out of the lowest period.

The heads of the family rejected his request and used the so-called honor of a samurai to force Masamune Tachibana from committing seppuku. He remained the head of the Tachibana family, but the position of the head of the family was taken away, and Minamoto Chisei, as Amaterasu, took that position.

Of course, Tachibana Masamune did not pay the price. Minamoto Chisheng chopped off his little finger with the sword used for seppuku, which was a symbol of shame and atonement. Masamune Tachibana was ordered to pay compensation to the families of the victims, which was a huge fortune. The Tachibana family sold more than 30% of their property before finally completing this order in a short period of time.

"I think I've made my position clear to you, childish. From the moment Eri started to look like a real girl, I have completely bid farewell to the identity of Bondarev." Tachibana Masamune's appearance His eyebrows were raised, and the expression on his face was completely different from the fox-like cunning that Lu Mingfei had imagined many times before. It looked more like a humble father.

His back is still straight, like a spear that defies old age. It is still sharp, still hard, and can still frighten the enemy on the battlefield.

"I didn't tell you that the experiment to create Deadpool was terminated many years ago. I once thought about killing Eriki to end these unspeakable crimes..." Tachibana Masamune's eyes lowered, his His tone was desolate and sad, his long eyebrows trembling slightly,

"But I can't do it. Maybe at first I did regard her as a tool, or even a weapon that can kill anything in the world. But as you can see, I committed a crime that no careerist should make. The name of that mistake is...mercy."

"Do you only regard her as your daughter out of pity? Dad." Yuan Zhisheng filled the cup with vodka, and the veins on the back of the cold white hand holding the cup pulsated like a group of snakes.

"What about me? What do you think of me?"

"Introducing the wrong person." Tachibana Masamune said, "My sins are too numerous to describe, and death is the mildest punishment for me. I hope it is you who kills me, so that you will have higher prestige in this family. , you will lead the Sheqiba family to another level, and the reason why I do this is...

justice. "

"Justice?" Yuan Zhisheng's tone was full of disbelief and sarcasm. It was incredible that this word came from the mouth of an evil ghost who had kidnapped hundreds of thousands of innocent people from all over the world for twenty years and conducted cruel human experiments. But look at that The old man's resolute and unshakable eyes made Yuan Zhisheng put away his sarcastic expression.

"That's justice. We have already discussed the possibility that the king is Dr. Herzog. This possibility is getting closer to reality as we gain a deeper understanding of the ghosts. Extracts from the bodies of those hunted 'ghosts' The evolutionary medicine that came out has the same ingredients as the notes of Dr. Herzog in Black Swan Port, the disgusting ghoul theory that is highly praised by all the devils, and... the childishness that is getting more and more crazy. "Female, except for Herzog who is very good at pontine splitting surgery and has the deepest understanding of dragons in the world, I really can't think of anyone else," Tachibana Masamune said,

"The man in Black Swan Port showed me his cruelty and his ambition. He imprisoned a real god, and used the blood of that god to research and create super humans, delusional on the corpses of countless people. Build a ladder for him to climb to the top. But I was loyal to the first truly socialist country in human history. The blood of the Soviets flows in my body. We will never overthrow the Tsar. Allowing the next czar to sit on top of our heads, I am willing to bear no matter how many sins to achieve this goal. But if people commit crimes without having to bear the consequences, then what is the justice of this world? , even if I call the dragon a god, it is just because he is a higher creature. I think gods can also be killed. When I first met you, you were a righteous young man. I hope you can always uphold that. To achieve justice, and finally get justice, you have to kill God, kill Herzog, and let this family continue to prosper."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the blazing bonfire in silence. He drank vodka in silence, smelled of alcohol but was unusually sober, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The ashes scattered sparsely.

His first meeting with Masamune Tachibana...

That really seemed like a century ago. Recalling those painful and joyful past events, Yuan Zhisheng felt like a lonely soul wandering outside everything. At first it seemed like a child was accompanying him, but the child eventually turned into a very evil ghost; then the person accompanying him was replaced by Masamune Tachibana, but Masamune Tachibana's sins allowed him to even stand and speak in front of the devil.

How could a guilty person be qualified to stand by Amaterasu's side? There is no room for evil and darkness under the sun.

It seemed that those things Yuan Zhisheng cherished would eventually leave him, and he was destined to be alone on the road to the end.

Before the discovery of Deadpool's laboratory, Minamoto was still able to rely on Tachibana Masamune, the old man who was so prestigious in the family that even young people would die for him.

After that, he had to bear everything alone.

It's so exhausting.

"If you want, you can still call me daddy. Of course, you can also call me by my name Tachibana Masamune directly." Tachibana Masamune said, "Bondarev is already a name in history, like the one that once collapsed. That alliance of steel.”

The firelight jumped on the side of Yuan Zhisheng's face, and his eyes were slightly lowered. Tachibana Masamune couldn't see the evil eyes that made many people afraid, but he could see Yuan Zhisheng's expression was as hard as if it was illuminated by fire. of lapis lazuli.

"I am sincerely grateful to you and all the family heads for being willing to let me, a sinner, deserve to be thrown into hell, but I still have to say, I am sorry for letting you know so much truth so early, so early in life. It's...a truth that is hard for you to accept." Tachibana Masamune buried his head deeply.

Yuan Zhisheng finally opened his eyes.

"Don't say that. You can atone for your sins by keeping this life. You will only be cast aside when you die." He said coldly, "As for the truth, no matter whether the king is Herzog or something else, I will kill him Him. And the girl who is my mirror image. This is our fate. One day we will hurt each other with swords. It doesn’t matter. I’m ready.”

The young man's pupils were tempered with golden light spots like the starry sky, and the jumping flames seemed to set off a golden-red wave in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Zongsheng. I originally wanted to take on the role of a father..."

"Enough, that's it. Sensational words are meaningless. After this war is over, I will leave Japan, and you, you will be under house arrest until death." Yuan Zhisheng spat out like a nail. With the cigarette butt in his mouth, he used his toes to crush the small flame that day, and then drank vodka.

"Since we talked about war, let's talk about the second thing." Yuan Zhisheng's body leaned forward slightly, and his breath was like a cold mist in the firelight.

"It was you who united with other family heads to launch the attack on all Kassel Academy strongholds in Tokyo. It was you who dialed the number of the Strategy Department and set off a mafia in this city that could be reported by every country in the world tomorrow. War, right?"

He stared hard into Tachibana Masamune's eyes, as if he wanted to see some emotion in those dead, gray eyes. Perhaps what he expected to see was panic, fear, or shame.

But there was nothing, Tachibana Masamune just smiled.

"It's me. The heads of the family all owe me a favor. Moreover, the plan to oppose Cassell Academy was completed long before you became the head patriarch. You should have handed over the information when you took office, but now it seems that the girl named Sakura It seems that I don't have much time to help you organize this information." Tachibana Masamune smiled.

Sakura was really busy, and she had been handling the handover work with the academy. Later, Crow died, and everyone was sad. Although Sakura didn't say it out loud, she drank a lot in the past few days.

"Where's the old man from the Strategy Department?" Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"Before joining the Executive Directorate, I had been in the underworld for many years. After accepting the protection of my family, I still have many friends in the underworld, and many people have accepted my favor." Tachibana Masamune said,

"They're willing to repay the favor."

"I understand, it makes sense. I will finish this war." Yuan Zhisheng stood up. He had already got the answer he wanted. It was very simple to confirm whether Tachibana Masamune was telling the truth. The head of the family and the old people would I accept the old man's affection, but it won't always be like this.

Some debts can be paid off in one go.

Tachibana Masamune let out a long breath and looked up at the starry sky spinning above his head: "You didn't ask me the reason."

"I don't need a reason."

"You need it." Masamune Tachibana said, standing up and staring at Minamoto's naive back. This old man was as serious as a samurai before going out for battle.

"The holy remains of God are really hidden in the Akagui River. There may also be God's embryo hidden there. God's fetal blood can really save Eri, and it can also make you purer and become the strongest emperor in history."

"I'm not interested in becoming the strongest." Yuan Zhisheng said, but he still stopped and turned his head to look at Tachibana Masamune.

"Because of the Lenin, the academy is trying to explore our Takamagahara, but they are still staring at the family. We have to use something else to attract their attention. A war is the best bait." Tachibana Masamune took a step forward, that The long object lying on his knees was held by a muscular hand and stretched out above the bonfire. The flames teased the white cloth strips but did not burn them.

"I have spent many years forging the most satisfying sword. With this sword, I can find God, kill God, get the power of God, and let the family escape from the control of the secret party. Zhisheng, please. "Tachibana Masamune's voice was solemn and cold, but also pleading.

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned.

He looked back at the things on the campfire.

The white cloth was torn off, and it was indeed a knife, a long knife.

Compared with the spider cutter or the boy cutter, this knife is very simple. The scabbard and handle are still made of white wood. There was no time to match the tandem. Only a chrysanthemum pattern was painted on the handle with ink.

But it is very sharp. The knife emits a cold light in the bright light of the campfire, and there is a beautiful wavy blade pattern behind the blade.

"Does it have a name?" Yuan Zhisheng asked softly.

"Kannakiri, I hope you can use it to kill gods." Masamune Tachibana also said softly,

“I’ve been practicing knives all my life, and it’s only now that I’ve finally sharpened a knife to perfection, but sometimes a knife is enough to do something.”

Yuan Zhisheng turned around and took the knife, and pulled out a beautiful knife flower, which made the air whistle as if it was chopping something.

"I received it, I will use it to chop off the god's head." Minamoto Chisheng said, he looked at Tachibana Masamune,

"But is it really worth sacrificing so many lives for the sake of killing God and the independence of the family?"

"It's worth it, because this is what the Sheqiba family has been pursuing." The old man sat down again, and his cheeks seemed to have aged ten years in the swaying light of the fire.

Gen Chisei finally turned around and left. This time he did not look back, but just stood at the door.

"Goodbye, Dad." He said.

"Goodbye." Tachibana Masamune said.