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Chapter 229: Japan
🕑 Added 2025-05-25 15:03:09 +0000 UTCIn Japan, at a small private airport in the Kanto region, a luxury private jet swiftly descended from the distant skies, landing smoothly on the tarmac. Clearly, the pilot possessed excellent skills.
Shortly after, the cabin door opened, and Blake strolled down leisurely. Beside him was Yuri Mariya, who appeared slightly emotional.
"Honorable King, I am Touma Amakasu. I humbly welcome your arrival," a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a formal suit approached, speaking with a trace of reverence.
Seeing this man, Yuri’s face froze slightly, looking at him with some fear. Despite it being beyond her control, it was this man who had brought her to Marquis Voban.
"Welcoming my arrival? I can’t see even a hint of joy on your face. In fact, you look a little uneasy. Are you hiding something?"
Noticing the change in Yuri’s expression, Blake’s expression turned cold as he asked indifferently.
"Uh… You’re as direct as ever, my lord. In that case, I’ll be straightforward. Actually, I’m here on behalf of the History Compilation Committee to inquire about some matters," Amakasu said with a wry smile, his expression turning solemn.
"Inquire about something?"
Hearing this, Blake remained expressionless, simply gazing at Touma Amakasu indifferently.
"And then?"
"Uh..."
Blake’s calm and unreadable tone left Touma Amakasu at a loss for words, looking visibly uncomfortable.
"Well, I’d like to ask why the King has suddenly come to our country."
After a brief sigh, Amakasu cautiously posed his question, fearing he might inadvertently anger Blake.
"Why? I’m just here to send Yuri home and take care of some personal matters," Blake replied with a faint smile. Amakasu was merely a pawn; the true manipulators behind him were the ones pulling the strings.
The Demon King was undoubtedly a dangerous individual. Even the most powerful magic associations were nothing before a god-slayer—this was common knowledge in this world. However, Japan was a bit different. Not only did they have the History Compilation Committee on the surface, but they also had Beings dwelling in the Netherworld.
A sudden visit from someone so threatening—there was no way they would sit back and do nothing.
"Uh..."
Blake’s uncooperative attitude left Amakasu completely at a loss, standing there awkwardly in silence and plunging the atmosphere into a strange, oppressive quiet.
"I think it’d be better if you just told me your true purpose. Otherwise, this conversation isn’t going anywhere," Blake said coldly, glancing at the silent Amakasu and noticing Yuri’s trembling form.
"Good grief… Why do these thankless tasks always fall on me..."
After a bitter chuckle and a sigh, Amakasu began cautiously explaining.
"Actually, the true rulers of the History Compilation Committee wish to meet with you, my lord."
"I see, those ancient beings of the Netherworld sure do love meddling in everything," Blake remarked, a slight curve of disdain forming at the corner of his lips.
"Sigh, there’s nothing I can do about it. If it were up to me, I’d want them to just pass on already. But unfortunately…"
Amakasu nodded in agreement, first surprised that Blake knew of such hidden truths, then quickly aligning himself with the sentiment.
"I understand the situation. However, as for meeting them, I’ll consider it when I have the time."
Gently brushing Yuri’s hair, Blake replied indifferently.
This left Amakasu at a loss, smiling bitterly. He had anticipated that the Campione wouldn’t be so easily dealt with.
"One last question. Who was behind Yuri’s situation?"
Blake suddenly turned to Amakasu, his piercing gaze cold as ice. A heavy, oppressive aura filled the space, making it unbearably suffocating.
Apart from Yuri, who didn’t sense anything amiss, Amakasu bent over under the pressure, his face turning purple as sweat poured down, his expression one of sheer terror.
"It… It was the elders of the Netherworld who gave the order. The Four Families were merely coerced into acting," Amakasu stammered, quickly explaining as he felt the oppressive force intensify.
"Heh. Lying to me and attempting to use me? Seems like you’re quite bold," Blake said, a faint smirk of contempt appearing on his lips.
"Moreover, your Four Families are rather impressive—sending only someone like you to greet a Campione."
"Th-this…!"
Hearing this, Amakasu’s expression shifted drastically. His half-truths had been effortlessly seen through.
"Consider this a down payment; your life is spared for now. Inform the Four Families: in three days, they are to appear before me at the largest hotel in the area," Blake said coldly, cutting Amakasu off before he could respond.
Simultaneously, the ground began to tremble violently as if a massive earthquake had struck.
The sudden earthquake caused a wave of panic across the entire Kanto region. Meanwhile, Yuri clung tightly to Blake.
This left Amakasu pale-faced.
Such an abrupt earthquake was far from natural. To make matters worse, Blake’s surging magical energy clearly indicated the source. It was a chilling reminder of the Demon King’s wrath.
If handled poorly, it seemed entirely possible that Blake could cause Japan to experience an unprecedented catastrophe.
"Your Majesty, I understand. I beg Your Majesty to calm your anger."
Realizing the precariousness of the situation, the trembling Amakasu quickly pleaded for mercy, his face pale and no longer daring to play any tricks.
Hearing this, Blake said nothing more, merely giving Amakasu a cold glance before taking Yuri's hand and leaving the area.
If it hadn't been for Yuri pleading on his behalf earlier, Blake wouldn't have minded causing a magnitude ten earthquake in Japan.
With Poseidon's authority over earthquakes in his possession, causing such destruction would have been a mere trifle.
"Gulp..."
Watching Blake and Yuri departing figures, Amakasu, drenched in sweat and nearly collapsing from exhaustion, couldn't help but swallow nervously, relieved to still be alive.
He never expected that this seventh King, Blake, not only exuded an aura stronger than the Marquis of Voban but also appeared far more intelligent and dangerous.
Indeed, a Campione was not someone to be trifled with or judged by conventional standards.
Filled with lingering fear, Amakasu dared not play any further tricks and resolved to fulfill his tasks diligently.
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Thanks for the chapter
