The History Compilation Committee is the largest organization in Japan, jointly established by the state and numerous prominent families in the mystical world. It is the largest institution dedicated to managing the order of the entire Japanese magical world. The Tokyo branch in Kanto and the Kyoto branch in Kansai are also the most powerful departments of the History Compilation Committee.
In the office of the Tokyo branch, a woman who appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with short hair and the appearance of a beautiful young man, was sitting at the head of the table. Below her were the leaders of all the major departments of the Tokyo branch.
The woman's name was Saye Miyako Kaori, the heir of the Saye Miyako family, a prominent family in the Japanese mystical world. The girl who had just started her third year of high school had recently been promoted to the position of Branch Chief of the Tokyo branch of the History Compilation Committee. She was currently holding an emergency meeting.
“Chief Saye Miyako, this is the intelligence we just received. The new 'King' from the Vatican in Italy, Roy Crowley, has arrived at Haneda Airport with his two knights and Alice, the princess of Europe. They are currently on their way to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Tokyo by car.”
Ganpaku Toma, a man in his thirties approaching forty, was giving a report. He was a capable subordinate of Saye Miyako Kaori and was active as the Tokyo branch's external liaison.
“Ganpaku-kun, didn’t the History Compilation Committee send anyone to greet the 'King's' arrival?”
“The new 'King' didn't notify the official authorities upon his arrival in Japan. We dare not overstep our bounds and greet him. If the 'King' thinks we are constantly monitoring him, it will be a big trouble.”
The flippant, nonchalant uncle replied in a light tone.
“Hmm, you did a good job on this. Since the 'King's' knights didn’t take the initiative to inform us, it means the 'King' doesn't want to be disturbed… I have another piece of intelligence here. The most ancient Demon King, the Marquis, also arrived in Japan not long ago.”
Saye Miyako Kaori took a deep breath, her tone gradually becoming serious.
“Wh-what?! Why did the two 'Kings' suddenly come to our tiny island!”
Ganpaku Toma, who was originally nonchalant, was shocked. The entire conference room became chaotic. People were discussing excitedly, their faces filled with fear. Japan does not have its own God Slayer, and the arrival of two God Slayers is undoubtedly a catastrophic earthquake for Japan, especially since these two God Slayers are not well-known.
“The Greenwich Wisemen's Council has sent news. The new 'King' abducted Princess Alice from the Duke of Godding's residence in London. After that, the new 'King' came to Japan. At the same time, the Marquis also came here. From this information, I think you already know what the two 'Kings' are going to do, Ganpaku-kun.”
Saye Miyako Kaori trembled slightly, gritting her teeth as she spoke.
“It's for Mariya Yori!”
Ganpaku Toma's position in the History Compilation Committee is not low. He is well aware of the incident that happened in Europe two years ago, when the Marquis of Woban summoned the Unbound God. Based on the information about the new 'King' and the Marquis, he immediately guessed the purpose of the two God Slayers.
“Yes, it's Mariya Yori. Our new 'King' wants to imitate the Marquis and perform the Unbound God summoning ceremony. The Marquis has always regarded Mariya Yori as his important possession, and he will never give her to the new 'King'. We cannot stand idly by. This is probably the biggest challenge I have faced since becoming the Branch Chief of the Tokyo branch.”
“…. Ganpaku-kun, immediately go find Mariya Yori and take her away from Japan. It doesn't matter where you take her, even if you throw her into the wilderness!”
Saye Miyako Kaori suddenly gave a very cruel order.
Ganpaku Toma was startled, and then he suddenly understood. “…. You mean to use Mariya Yori as bait to draw the attention of the two 'Kings'?”
“That's right. The History Compilation Committee's mission is to ensure the safety of Japanese territory and its people. In the face of the two 'Kings', we have no power to protect Mariya Yori. So, the only thing we can do now is to hope that the two 'Kings' don't clash on Japanese soil, especially not in Tokyo! Compared to the safety of the country, a maiden priestess is insignificant, even if she is talented and can attract the attention of the two 'Kings'!”
“…. Ganpaku-kun, don't hesitate. Go and complete the task immediately!”
Saye Miyako Kaori gave a resolute order. The other members of the Tokyo branch remained silent. Sacrificing a maiden priestess in exchange for the safety of Japan is, in their opinion, a very correct decision.
“Yes, I understand, Branch Chief!”
Ganpaku Toma accepted the order and quickly took action.
…
In the Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Tokyo, Japan, the daily accommodation fee is as high as over a million yen. However, for a God Slayer like Roy, money is truly a trivial matter, just like numbers written on white paper are meaningless to him.
“Where are your two knights?”
Princess Alice, sitting at the table, was tasting the various delicacies on the table with great interest. A happy smile appeared on her face.
For the past few years, she had been lying in bed due to her physical condition. The weakness of her body made it impossible for her to enjoy earthly delicacies. Now that she can finally move with her physical body and her digestive system has improved, she naturally wants to eat to her heart's content.
“I've already sent Erika and Liliana to capture Mariya Yori. I have no trust in the History Compilation Committee of this country. Those hypocritical fellows will likely have endless discussions with me. Instead of waiting for them to deliver Mariya Yori, it's more convenient for me to send someone to capture her directly.”
Roy put his right hand in his pocket, his left hand pressed against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, examining the entire Tokyo.
“The History Compilation Committee of Japan will probably not personally send Mariya Yori to you, King Roy. I have some news for you. The most ancient God Slayer, the Marquis of Woban, has arrived in Tokyo. At the same time, in the English countryside, that fellow Gascoigne is also showing signs of activity.”
The noble and elegant princess cut a piece of cake and put it in her mouth, savoring it. As the former Speaker of the Greenwich Wisemen's Council, her intelligence network is the highest level in the entire world, because the Wisemen's Council is essentially a gathering of gossipmongers.
“Woban Marquis's actions are within my expectations. This old man has come to Japan this time for a 'heroic rescue',”
Roy smiled playfully, then turned to Alice and raised an eyebrow. “…. As for the Black Prince Alexander Gascoigne, would he be enraged to the point of losing his mind if he saw you in this state?”
Alice, in front of him, was wearing very revealing clothes. She was wearing a semi-transparent gauze robe, under which was a nearly three-piece swimsuit-like lingerie. A large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed in the room. Especially since this was a hotel, it's easy to associate it with some intimate things between the two.
Alice's face was exquisite, flawlessly beautiful, her natural noblewoman-like temperament, and her admirable slender figure, like a lily blooming in a royal garden, is an object that no man can ignore.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, she expressed her dissatisfaction. “…. My relationship with Alexander Gascoigne is not what you think, and it cannot satisfy your strange interest, King Roy.”
“Then you should put on more clothes, because there is a lustful man in front of you.”
“Anyway, you've seen my body all over. It's not a big deal to be seen again. In the past, I had to wear such thick pajamas to keep warm. Now that my body is in good condition, I naturally have to liberate myself.”
The two of them gradually started bickering, not at all like the relationship between a kidnapper and a hostage.
At this moment, a heavy footstep suddenly came from outside the Presidential Suite. Hearing the sound, Roy's expression finally changed.