Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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Ultimately, the relationship between the Kassel headquarters and the Japanese branch is not simply one of superior and subordinate.

If Kassel was a branch of the Zhou Dynasty's other states, a vassal state that was granted out, then the Japanese branch was the "Chu State".

I am a barbarian.

The Japanese branch is nominally subordinate to the Kassel headquarters, but in reality, it operates more as a parallel and cooperative entity with the Kassel headquarters.

“Dad has agreed.” Yuan Zhisheng opened the car window and lit another cigarette.

Old Man, also known as Tachibana Masamune, the head of the Tachibana family, is the true leader of the Japanese Snake-Headed Eight Families. Members of the Snake-Headed Eight Families generally refer to him as "patriarch".

"Why would the patriarch agree!?"

Yaksha grumbled discontentedly, "Although Young Master and many others from the Execution Bureau have studied in Kassel, we are not actually subordinate to the Kassel headquarters, are we?"

“We have no reason to refuse.”

Yuan Zhisheng flicked his cigarette ash out the window: "The attitude of the Kassel headquarters was very friendly. They did not force us to accept the headquarters' students, but contacted Dad first, explained the difficulties of the headquarters, and finally asked Dad if he was willing to temporarily accept the headquarters students who had nowhere to go for two months."

The old man was worried that refusing would arouse suspicion from headquarters, so he agreed.

The crow, puffing on its cigarette butt, frowned slightly: "This really is an unsolvable problem. Whether we refuse or not, there will be trouble..."

The connection between the Japanese branch and the Kassel headquarters has never been very close. Given the current difficulties faced by the headquarters, it is reasonable to hope that they can temporarily accept some students.

If we refuse, there's a high chance that headquarters will become suspicious and think we're up to something behind their backs.

There is no doubt that the Japanese branch has indeed been engaging in underhanded activities behind the backs of headquarters.

If they agree, headquarters will certainly not let go of this plan to infiltrate and gather intelligence on Japan, and they might discover the Japanese branch's underhanded tactics.

A stubborn mind leads to blockage in both ends.

"So the patriarch thinks that agreeing to Kassel's offer is less risky?"

"Yes."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded: "My father predicts that if we refuse, there is a high probability that Angers will come to Japan in person."

The crow instantly understood why the patriarch had agreed.

Hilbert Jean Angers—a name that strikes fear into the hearts of Japanese mixed-race individuals and the Snake-Headed Eight Families; it is like the twilight sky, always looming over Japan.

He subdued the mixed-race people of Japan, broke the backbone of the Snake-Headed Eight Families, and turned the originally independent Japanese mixed-race family into a nominal subordinate of the European Secret Party.

Even though the Snake Clan has emerged from the shadow of World War II and developed to its current strength, it still cannot completely erase the fear of Angers in its hearts.

The crow, maneuvering the steering wheel, shifted the focus from why they needed to take over the headquarters' personnel to how they should do so: "So, what does the patriarch plan to do?"

"It's up to us to do what we need to do."

Yuan Zhisheng looked up at the roof of the car: "Dad entrusted me with the task of settling the teachers and students in Kassel. He doesn't want to have too much contact with the people at headquarters."

"The patriarch places high hopes on the young master; such a harmonious father-son relationship is rare in history," Yaksha remarked, marveling at the harmonious relationship between the patriarch and the young master.

The relationship between the head of the family and the young master, the emperor and the crown prince, is not simply that of father and son; they are also adversaries in some sense.

On the one hand, the old rulers hoped that their successors could grow and develop, but on the other hand, they worried that their successors would grow too fast and seize power before they had fully aged.

Cases of fathers and sons turning against each other are common in the history of Japan and China, and in many families; there is nothing new under the sun.

However, Tachibana Masamune and Genji Chisei were not like that. Although they were not biological father and son, their relationship was even closer than that of biological father and son.

Since Genjiro returned from studying in Kassel, he has taken on more and more tasks and responsibilities, and the head of the group has gradually stepped back from the forefront.

Even now, the fact that they've entrusted such a tricky task as arranging and receiving headquarters personnel to Genjiro shows how much they trust him.

"I actually prefer to take a vacation."

Yuan Zhisheng was speechless with emotion. When his father handed over the Kassel-related matters to him, he did not let anyone else take over the matters that he was originally in charge of.

It's foreseeable that he'll be incredibly busy for the next two months, working countless times harder than those corporate slaves struggling in Tokyo.

"How about arranging for us to go to Hokkaido?"

After thinking it over, the crow suggested, "Hokkaido is far from headquarters, and we happen to have a church school there."

Send the headquarters personnel to Hokkaido, far, far away.

"inappropriate."

Genji shook his head: "Being far from headquarters also means being far from our control. It would be most appropriate to arrange it in Tokyo or the surrounding area."

Being closer to headquarters, and completely within our capabilities, we can know immediately about any of their actions.

As everyone knows, embassies are the places with the most spies, and Genjiro doesn't believe that headquarters won't take this opportunity to do something sneaky.

Compared to the conservative Raven, Genjiro prefers to keep the people at the Kassel headquarters under their surveillance at all times.

Tokyo is the territory of the Hebi-Hachi family, and every ward and street is filled with members of the Hebi-Hachi family and their affiliated yakuza members.

Once the people at the Kassel headquarters fall into this trap, they will never be able to spread their wings again.

"Is the most dangerous place the safest place?" The crow nodded slightly and stopped trying to persuade Yuan Zhisheng.

When the strategist presents the lord with three strategies—superior, middle, and inferior—it doesn't actually matter which one the lord chooses. The reason for presenting three strategies is primarily to let the lord understand the advantages and disadvantages of each, as well as the specific actions to take after selecting a strategy.

The strategist is responsible for planning, and the lord is responsible for making decisions.

Now that Genjiro has made his choice and understands the risks behind it, the most important thing for Crow to do is to fill in the gaps and make up for any shortcomings for the young master.

"Tokyo is not like Hokkaido; land prices and the cost of living here are much higher. We can't just casually assign headquarters staff to Tokyo."

"We first need to know how many people will be transferred to Japan in order to make better, targeted arrangements..."

As Crow was analyzing the situation, Genjiro's phone rang again; another email had arrived from Kassel headquarters.

"Headquarters has sent over the list of people who will be relocated to our area."

Genjiro spat his cigarette butt out the window, his already somewhat weary eyes now showing even more helplessness: "I can now be 100% certain that headquarters' arrival this time is indeed not for good."

"What do you mean?" Crow was slightly taken aback. Just by looking at the list, he could tell that the people from headquarters had ill intentions.

"The student at the top of the list is named Gao Kui."

The carriage suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of the wind and breathing remaining.

Gao Kui, a name unknown to anyone just a week ago, has become a household name in the world of mixed-race people in just one week.

The current prince of the Gao family of Northern Qi, an ancient mixed-blood family in China; another S-class member in Kassel in the past twenty years; the mixed-blood messiah designated by Angers; and the super mixed-blood who fought against the humanoid dragon king John Wick in the Battle of Kassel.

The fact that the Kassel headquarters sent such a highly unstable super-hybrid to Japan is practically an understatement.

"Damn it, Cassel, can't they even cover it up a little?" Crow muttered, exasperated.

Chapter 114 Lost in Tokyo

An Airbus A380 aircraft with the Japan Airlines logo printed on its side tore through the clouds. The co-pilot in the cockpit contacted the Haneda Airport ground control center to understand the weather conditions, runway conditions, and ground facilities to ensure a safe and smooth landing.

To transport Kassel's faculty and students to destinations around the world, the Board of Trustees generously chartered multiple passenger planes, which simultaneously departed from Chicago's O'Hare International Airport, clearing Kassel out overnight.

This A380 was the special plane used by the Kassel teachers and students who were assigned to a study trip to Japan. Seventy or eighty students and more than twenty faculty members were crammed into the superjumbo jet with a capacity of 555 people.

A brightly lit megacity appeared beneath the wings, its extensive transportation network weaving a shimmering spiderweb.

That's our destination, the largest city in Asia, or rather, a metropolitan area or urban cluster.

A pretty Japanese flight attendant emerged from the lounge, speaking with a heavy Japanese accent in her English, and with a smile reminded the teachers and students in Kassel that the plane was about to land at Tokyo's Haneda Airport, and asked everyone to fasten their seatbelts...

Walking from the front of the first-class area to the back, and then back to the front of the first-class area, the flight attendants were overwhelmed by the sight of the handsome men and beautiful women on the plane.

Mixed-race people are generally good-looking. If she hadn't known beforehand that the plane was chartered by a top-tier American aristocratic university, she would have really wondered if they had brought a whole plane full of actors and idols from Hollywood.

Of course, in terms of attraction, the handsome men and beautiful women who go to Hollywood from all over the world to pursue their dreams in the entertainment industry are definitely not as attractive to her as the teachers and students in Kassel.

Hollywood's unspoken rules are no secret. Regardless of gender, anyone who wants to succeed in Hollywood has to make sacrifices. Even so, only a very small number of people can become stars. The rest either give up their dreams and leave Hollywood, or become disheartened and go to the San Fernando Valley, which is also in Los Angeles.

And what about the teachers and students on that passenger plane?

The identities of students and faculty at American elite universities prove that they come from wealthy and noble backgrounds, and the overall above-average good looks are further proof of their illustrious family history and genetic optimization.

Even if you can't marry into a wealthy family, just having something happen with one of them can be an unforgettable and memorable experience for a lifetime.

Among the hundred or so passengers, the flight attendant paid the most attention to a dark-haired boy sitting by the window in the first-class area.

With delicate, three-dimensional features and a well-defined profile, her slightly messy medium-length hair adds to her melancholy. Most importantly, her dark, deep eyes convey a broken and lonely feeling that "silence is more powerful than words."

"can I help you?"

Gao Kui pulled his attention away from the question of "who is stronger, Tiga or Dyna" and looked up at the flight attendant.

The woman had been staring at him for a long time, making Gao Kui feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Japanese?

The flight attendant then noticed that Gao Kui was speaking Japanese. His accent was very pure, belonging to the standard Tokyo dialect. His pronunciation was clear, his intonation was steady, and he had a typical Japanese voice actor's tone, like a male protagonist in an anime.

"Private Marseille..."

Before she could think any further, the flight attendant came to her senses, placed her hands together on her lower abdomen, and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle in apology…

Gao Kui frowned slightly. From the moment he boarded the plane, he had felt a little uncomfortable, and the source of that discomfort was the Japanese programmer on the plane. The discomfort was even stronger than when he was in Chicago, USA.

Chinese people have their own way of life, and Americans have their own way of life. It is never easy for someone to suddenly leave their familiar environment and go to a new one.

The official language of Kassel is Chinese, and many teachers and students in Kassel, including Caesar, speak and live in a very Chinese style.

You won't feel unfamiliar with Kassel and Gao Kui.

However, Gao Kui felt an even stronger sense of unfamiliarity with the beautiful flight attendant with a typical Asian face in front of him. The source of this was the more complicated and rigid social etiquette of the Japanese compared to the Chinese.

Appropriate politeness is a social unifying agent, while excessive politeness is a form of rejection. Gao Kui himself is very good at using politeness to isolate himself from the world, and the excessive politeness of the Japanese flight attendants pushed the distance between Gao Kui and the world even further.

Chu Zihang keenly sensed Gao Kui's discomfort and politely communicated with the flight attendant in English, quickly dismissing the disappointed flight attendant with a few words.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Professor Guderian turned around and asked with concern.

"My big ass reaction is acting up."

"Big butt reaction?"

Caesar, Guderian, Chen Motong, Susie, and others in first class were all taken aback. What was this thing?

Chen Motong turned around and looked at the flight attendant's back, who had not yet completely left the first-class cabin. To be honest, the flight attendant was indeed quite attractive and had a decent figure.

But it can hardly be considered a big butt, can it?