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"Ena, you ntioned wanting to rescue you. Who exactly is your grandfather? Can you explain the situation?"
Under the pitch-black night sky, Blake looked at the black-haired little girl holding onto his arm and asked softly.
"Ena is from the Seishuuin family, one of the Four Great Families. The one who chose Ena from the Seishuuin family is my grandfather, an elder of the Historical Compilation Committee, known as ’Mikado.’ He is also the Heretic God, Susanoo, who resides in the Netherworld."
Hearing this, Ena’s eyes flickered slightly before she began explaining.
"It’s quite laughable, isn’t it? A Heretic God of Storms being an elder of this country, the true ruler behind the scenes. When Ena first heard about this, even I thought those visible rulers had gone insane. After choosing , Susanoo began teaching the ritual of descent. For a long ti, I was alone, training in deep mountains and forests, as he tried to force to learn the art of summoning gods and fulfill so unknown purposes. That feeling nearly broke ."
"Until recently, when Ena learned about the King’s achievents and, through Yuri, found out more about the King. That’s why Ena dared to request this of the King. Only the King can save Ena."
After finishing her explanation, Ena paused before continuing, her delicate face full of guilt and pleading.
"I see."
After listening, Blake’s gaze turned colder, and his killing intent toward Susanoo in the Netherworld surged. Daring to imprison Sun Wukong, abandoning Yuri, and now shalessly using a little girl—this guy deserved to die a million tis over.
"I understand the situation now. Ena, go to Yuri’s house first. Three days later, I’ll deal with this in my own way."
Afterward, Blake gently patted Ena’s head and spoke in a warm tone.
"Okay. King, although I’d love to offer you a grand reception, I currently lack the ability to do so... I’m looking forward to eting the King again in three days~."
Hearing this, Ena smiled joyfully and replied sincerely.
[Smooch~!]
The next mont, as if realizing sothing, the petite Ena lightly pecked Blake’s hand before blushing furiously and running away.
"Honestly, with such purity, how did she manage to say those wild words earlier?"
Watching Ena’s petite figure fade into the distance, Blake felt the cool, moist sensation on the back of his hand. He couldn’t help but shake his head and mutter. This should count as a win, right? Achieving his initial goals while also rescuing a girl—and even earning a kiss. Though it was just on the hand, that part was a bit of a letdown.
Amidst his scattered thoughts, Blake calmly lifted the barrier he had set and leisurely walked off into the distance.
This ti, finally, no one disturbed him.
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In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
By evening, inside the presidential suite of a luxurious five-star hotel, Blake sat calmly with his eyes closed, resting.
"King, Amakusa requests an audience."
At that mont, the doorbell suddenly rang, followed by a sowhat weak voice.
"Co in."
Hearing this, Blake slightly opened his eyes and replied in a calm voice.
After Blake’s words, the sound of beeps echoed as the door to the presidential suite was unlocked. Monts later, a dozen figures appeared before Blake.
At the forefront was Touma Amakusa, acting as the guide. However, compared to the dashing, well-dressed appearance he had three days prior, he now looked far more miserable. His body was wrapped in nurous bandages, his face was pale, and his breathing was weak, as if he had just survived a major illness.
Of course, what Touma Amakusa had experienced in the past three days was far more than a re illness. Since eting Blake, he had faced all sorts of bad luck—getting inexplicably hit by a truck that he couldn’t dodge, being struck by falling objects, and even enduring countless bizarre mishaps at ho and in the hospital. If not for his exceptional abilities, he might have died ten or more tis by now.
It was simply unbelievable. As soone skilled at concealing his aura and sensing danger, he couldn’t even dodge a truck, as though it was predestined.
Not only was Amakusa terrified, but those around him were equally so. It was just too eerie.
Even after suspecting he was cursed or haunted by an evil spirit, the shrine maidens could find no abnormalities during purification.
Naturally, they couldn’t detect anything. The interdiate-level fortune-stealing ability stripped away destiny itself.
Behind the battered Amakusa were twelve impeccably dressed individuals radiating an air of authority. Among them were the familiar black-haired little girl, Ena Seishuuin, and another slightly older girl, Sayaka Kishi.
"King, I deeply apologize for my neglect from a few days ago."
After exchanging glances, these individuals bowed respectfully and addressed Blake in unison. Only Ena winked playfully at Blake, as if greeting him.
"Haha. There’s no need for such formalities."
Seeing that most of the people present, aside from Ena, Sayaka, and the frightened Amakusa, wore insincere expressions and showed little genuine reverence, Blake sneered and waved his hand dismissively.
It seed the Four Great Families had grown too comfortable, thinking that with Susanoo’s protection and the seal on Sun Wukong, even a Campione was no threat.
"My visit to Japan has several objectives, which I won’t elaborate on. Now, I’ll give you a choice: the Historical Compilation Committee will now fall under my control. What say you?"
Blake casually stated, his words leaving their faces frozen. Even Ena was startled, not expecting her King to be so direct and forceful.
"This... King, you are a foreign visitor. This goes against the rules. Even as a Campione, such actions would provoke ’worldwide chaos.’"
After a brief daze, the representatives of the Four Great Families gritted their teeth and resisted, deliberately emphasizing certain words.
"I’m not negotiating with you. I couldn’t care less about global chaos. The only thing you need to understand is that if you refuse, Japan might sink into the ocean today."
Hearing this, Blake scanned the group with his piercing blue eyes, his expression cold and ruthless.
Daring to imprison a Heretic God and Sun Wukong at that—they truly overestimated themselves.
He naturally had no interest in this small island nation and had no intention of staying long. It was simply a matter of completing the task. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have wasted so much effort.
"Ena, stay here. The rest of you may leave."
With that, Blake waved his hand at the group, speaking in a calm and indifferent tone.
Hearing these words, the mbers of the Four Families were montarily stunned before turning their puzzled gazes toward Ena, the delicate and petite girl. They couldn’t figure out when she had gotten to know the seventh King. Could it be that the Seshuuin family had been planning sothing... or was there another hidden story?
"Understood."
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