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Located at the very top of this extremely grand building, approximately twenty-some stories high.
Here, close to the sky, at a height of a hundred meters, the fierce wind it bore was not to be underestimated. Gusts of wind battered against the glass curtain wall.
In the slightly dim meeting room, roughly four people sat around a table.
Seated at the head was a beautiful woman dressed in men's clothes.
If one were to glance at her, they would most likely assume she was some adorable boy.
However, without a doubt, this woman, who could truly be called a young girl, was merely still in high school.
She was merely a minor of weak age, yet she served as the head of the island nation's largest cursed energy organization, and had even joined the organization that controlled the entire country, becoming a key decision-maker.
It could be said that this woman, whether in the realm of cursed techniques, in her innate talent as a miko, or even in her ability to handle social situations, was incomparably terrifying.
Indeed, such a young girl was an absolute powerhouse, presiding over all of Tokyo.
Her name was Sadohara Akari. She was also the head of the Sadohara family, the largest cursed technique noble family in the island nation.
At this moment, this incomparably beautiful and spirited young girl actually showed a rare look of anger.
"What? That King just arrived in our territory and committed such a crime, and you all just pretend not to know?"
Besides the four people seated around the table, there was also a very delicate young girl, but at this moment, she too looked timid and cowering.
After all, everyone in this room was a top figure in the island nation's cursed energy world.
Sadohara, Hoshizuka, Seishuuin, Renjo.
As the four great families of the Japanese cursed energy world, they were all gathered here at this time. The absolute majority of those present were the heads of their respective families.
Therefore, although she was also a manager of intelligence, she absolutely did not have the guts to challenge them.
After all, the more mysterious such a domain was, the more terrifying the rules it contained.
If one truly angered the other party, even in a society as advanced as this, the possibility of being casually killed was not non-existent.
"No, I merely… merely meant that His Royal Highness has never appeared within our surveillance range. Even searching throughout all of Tokyo, we couldn't find his whereabouts."
The woman's voice carried a hint of trembling, and her slightly pale face coupled with her trembling lips betrayed her true fear.
"However, we did find the hotel he is currently staying at. But in the morning, the ninjas who were tracking him were all brutally killed, even their bodies were burned to ashes."
Her explanation was indeed considered diligent and responsible, but what she received in return was a truly ruthless rebuke.
"What? Is that your excuse for dereliction of duty?"
Those were soft words, like a gentle breeze and fine rain. However, before the woman's humble reply, the most ruthless words were uttered.
"Enough, step down. The duty entrusted to you, our 'Historical Compilation Committee,' cannot keep useless people like you."
That was a somewhat stern, heavy voice, yet it subtly revealed an invisible contempt.
Hoshizuka Kanhiko, the young master of the Hoshizuka cursed technique noble family, also served as a leader of the 'Historical Compilation Committee' at this time. He was present in this meeting room, sitting around with the other three.
Just then, streaks of cursed energy light filled this hidden meeting room.
That was a sign of an external enemy attacking.
"Truly, ignorant of death!"
It was still the man with a hint of contempt, but at this moment, his eyes held an indiscernible killing intent.
In front of them, on a screen woven from cursed energy, the heroic figure of Lilianna was clearly displayed.
Her silver ponytail danced with her longsword, scattering dazzling silver light.
It could be said that such a young girl was indeed as captivating as a fairy.
"So, what about Qin's subordinates?" Renjo's family head, a middle-aged man with a slightly gaunt appearance, said in a deep voice, his words imbued with silent disdain.
"Let those dogs who only consume food go deal with her. It'll also be a use for waste."
Such cold words were spoken from this man's mouth, a display of his pride as a top-tier sorcerer.
Indeed, with his strength, as long as he had a certain amount of preparation time, even a Great Knight would be no match for him.
However, Lilianna was no ordinary opponent.
It was only a matter of minutes. Even the teacup in front of Sadohara Akari still had steam rising from it.
But those subordinates whom they had ordered to confront the enemy were, at this moment, truly struggling on the ground like defeated dogs.
Undoubtedly, it seemed these fellows couldn't even inflict a single bit of damage on her; in fact, there wasn't even a possibility of consuming her stamina.
At this moment, most of those so-called 'masters' helplessly clutched their broken bones, wailing miserably on the ground, rolling over and over.
"It's truly shameful. A group of trash who should be cut open and gutted, actually caused our 'Historical Compilation Committee' to lose all face!"
The head of the Renjo family, his face showing utterly undisguised rage, casually tore the cursed technique he had woven in front of him to shreds.
Then, he viciously roared at the empty corner of the room.
"Kanba Touma, go and kill that damned woman!"
Such words spewed from his mouth, without a hint of mercy or oppression.
At this moment, in that empty corner of the room, something seemed to appear: streaks of pitch-black shadows.
The shadows slowly condensed until a man of ultimate ruggedness slowly appeared from within them.
The man, named Kanba Touma, seemed incomparably cold and looked at Sadohara Akari with a suspicious expression.
However, the beautiful woman in men's clothes merely chuckled softly, taking a sip of the bitter tea.
"Then, I'll leave it to you. Remember not to kill her, and preferably don't cause too much injury. We don't want to directly conflict with a King."
She lightly waved her hand, a hint of anger flashing across her face.
"The existence of the Emperor is best not to be exposed. If it attracts the God-Slayers, whether it's Wulfgar or the Pope, it would be extremely troublesome."
She sighed softly, then once again picked up the luxurious teacup in front of her.
"Understood, I will do my utmost." Kanba Touma replied calmly. Even with the sternness, the hint of contempt in his tone truly could not be hidden no matter what.
Then, it was the ability belonging to a ninja, an ability that combined cursed energy and martial arts.
Watching that ninja once again transform into a shadow and disappear into this cramped meeting room, the head of the Renjo family, however, showed a hint of a sneer.
"Sadohara, you really have raised a good dog!"
The only response he received was a crisp and clear,
with a proud, light chuckle.