Dragon Raja: Starting with Deadpool, Evolving Through Devouring

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Moreover, if we simply silence all the ordinary people present today, wouldn't that be a way of preventing the existence of hybrids from being revealed to the general public?

The two guards who were originally guarding this direction also followed to provide support, leaving Cao Han alone to watch the show.

Cao Han thought for a moment, then walked a short distance inside and found a more suitable angle.

soon.

The scene before him made him understand why he sensed a sharp, sword-like aura emanating from Grammer Zigurd.

"You are seeking death!"

Upon arriving at the scene, Grammer was enraged by the sight of his family members lying dead on the ground. His loud, angry shouts echoed throughout the battlefield, drawing everyone's attention.

Grammer's sudden appearance and intervention only brought the situation to a standstill for a moment, but these bloodthirsty madmen didn't care.

Many men even looked at her with undisguised lust, and all sorts of offensive and obscene words filled the air.

"Hahaha, pretty little girl, hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy, and we might let you go."

"No one can stop the Blackfire Gang from wiping them out today!"

"Charge in!!! Everything will be ours!"

"..."

Chapter 145 Ex...Curry Stick?

"Ex...Excalibur!?"

Cao Han watched in stunned silence as Grammer drew a sword with only a hilt from a scabbard inlaid with precious gems at his waist.

One second I was wondering how to kill an enemy with just a sword hilt.

The dazzling blade that shot out from the hilt the next second even gave one the illusion of being in the wrong movie.

Could this be Gram, the sword from Norse mythology?

Didn't they say the sword was broken and only the hilt was left?

It looks exactly like the ultimate treasure in the hands of Saber in a certain manga.

And then there's not much to describe. A hybrid who went all out charged into the crowd of ordinary people like cutting melons and vegetables, unstoppable.

At first, those thugs were dismissive of the situation, relying on their numbers and the modern firearms they possessed.

But by the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.

In just a few minutes, they had lost more than half their number.

The ground, which had been cratered by the grenade, was now littered with limbs and remains, and the area was almost entirely stained red...

Blood!

"Demon...demon...devil!!!"

"God, please send down a miracle to punish this demon!"

"Run away!!!"

"I surrender, I surrender, please let me go!"

"..."

All sorts of panicked shouts began to echo throughout the battlefield, but as the remaining half-bloods of the Sigurd family joined the battle, the one-sided situation became inevitable.

The splattered blood on Grammer's body added a touch of heroic spirit to her demeanor, making her look like a Valkyrie on the battlefield from afar.

"Leave a few alive, the rest... kill without mercy!" Grammer's cold gaze swept across the entire battlefield, and with a few uttered words, he decided the fate of the remaining dozen or so attackers.

Perhaps because they have kept a low profile for so long, many people have mistakenly thought that the Sigurd family is an easy target.

You have to understand that every family in the Secret Service has fought their way out of iron and fire.

Those who lacked ability have long since turned into dust in history!

What's most infuriating is that these people chose to come on the very day Cao Han was visiting, forcing Grammer to swallow back the words he was about to use to win Cao Han over.

The fact that the prestigious Sigurd family, a founding member of the Secret Society, was attacked on their doorstep by a group of ignorant and arrogant ordinary people is enough to make them a laughingstock of the entire Secret Society.

"You've really had a laugh at me today, Mr. Cao Han."

"How could that be? I would say that seeing Miss Grammer showcase your skills was definitely worth the trip." Cao Han's praise was entirely from the heart.

It's just that Grammer is missing a single ahoge (cowlick) on his head; otherwise, he would have mistaken it for a two-dimensional character breaking through the barrier to reality.

"Well, could you please keep today's events a secret for the Siegfried family, Mr. Cao Han?"

“Of course! But…” Cao Han changed the subject, “Miss Grammer, I wonder if you could satisfy a small curiosity of mine?”

"what?"

"I'm very interested in that...light sword you have. May I take a look?"

A man is a boy until he dies. To be fair, the sword's dazzling performance just now was exactly Cao Han's liking. But in terms of sharpness and practicality for slaying dragons, it was probably not as good as his own black blade.

The black blade is characterized by its simplicity, sharpness, and length, making it effective even against dragons.

Grammer's sword is at the other extreme, simple and ornate to an almost unbelievable degree, and its power is quite different from that of Saber in the anime.

Actions speak louder than words.

Grammer drew the hilt of his sword back from its sheath and readily handed it to Cao Han.

Indeed, there are differences in culture between different regions.

Weapons in Western mythology are often characterized by their opulence, while those in the East tend to emphasize practicality.

Cao Han weighed the sword hilt in his hand; it was heavier than he had imagined. Before activating the alchemical array within, anyone would have thought it was just a decoration.

hum!

Amidst a crisp buzzing sound, a dazzling golden blade appeared, seemingly invisible yet exuding an aura of unparalleled sharpness.

"What a sword!"

Having satisfied his curiosity, Cao Han returned the "Ikes Curry Stick" to Grammer.

It can only be said that everything has its advantages and disadvantages. The light blade looks very cool, but maintaining this state continuously is a huge drain on physical strength.

“Miss Grammer seems to have some matters to attend to, and I also have other things to attend to, so I won’t linger any longer,” Cao Han said, bidding her farewell.

Overall, he was quite satisfied with his temporary trip to the Sigurd family; at least it wasn't a complete waste of time.

"No problem~ But isn't it a bit ungentlemanly for a lady to take the initiative to offer to exchange contact information?"

"Haha, mine, but in my hometown we believe in gender equality."

“Gender equality is real in some places, but in others it’s just a slogan.” Grammer said this with a look of envy in his eyes.

If you have a thorough understanding of the Sigurd family, you'll probably understand why they said that.

If gender equality were truly achieved, with the surname Sigurd and the family's heirloom sword Grammer in her hand, the position of the family's leader should have been her long ago.

However, there are some things that Cao Han, as an outsider, cannot participate in or determine.

Cao Han could only pretend not to understand and exchange contact information with Grammer before turning around and leaving gracefully.

If it weren't for the "Leviathan, the King of the Ocean and Water" incident, Cao Han might have had the time and inclination to properly explore the world-famous city of Paris.

Without going into too much detail, for someone with a foodie gene, the minimum requirement is to try the local specialties.

Now... I guess we only have one last meal left before we have to drive non-stop to London, where the Beowulf family lives.

Think about it carefully.

The Secret Service's enormous influence worldwide is inextricably linked to these families.

Look at the locations of these secret society families; they are basically in the most important parts of a country's capital. Their influence is far-reaching and hard for ordinary people to imagine.

The biggest example in China is the Confucius family in Qufu, whose ideas have been spreading and have influenced culture since the time of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

According to Fingel, Kassel College should receive data from the monitoring station tomorrow, indicating that Leviathan has surfaced.

Who knows where this "big fish" will swim to after a while? If it returns to the deep sea, that's a forbidden zone that humans can't easily reach.

at the same time.

The direct flight from Italy to this city had already landed, and passengers emerged in small groups.

At the most prominent location at the exit of London Airport, a person was holding up a sign with the name "Cao Han" on it, eagerly awaiting the appearance of their target.

As a result, they waited and waited, until passengers from the next flight started leaving, but the people responsible for picking them up still couldn't find the person they were waiting for.

“Miss, I just had someone check with the airport, and they said there was no passenger named ‘Cao Han’ on that flight.”

"Humph!"

The girl being called "Miss" was actually a petite girl who looked to be less than 1.6 meters tall. She was dressed in a dark, gothic black dress, which, combined with her exquisitely sculpted features, made her quite adorable.

Upon hearing this, she snorted coldly in displeasure, her face darkening. In her opinion, Cao Han's act of breaking his promise was rather ungrateful.

"So many people are lining up to pay a visit to the Beowulf family, and this mere student dares to stand me up!"

“Miss, I need to correct you. It was our family that took the initiative to invite him over through Principal Angers. In addition, he is not an ordinary student, but an unprecedented S+ level student.”

"Monta!!!"

"You think you can talk? Don't you know what I'm doing?!"

Lilia Beowulf, her sore spot touched, turned around and looked up at her bodyguard, who was over two meters tall and as tall as an iron tower. She was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. She was used to the other person's bluntness, so she kicked the burly man in the shin in a huff, then put her hands on her hips and stormed off.

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Go home! They didn't even fly here, what are we doing here!"

"This is the way back to the family."

"I know, can't I take a longer route by going in circles?!"

Realizing she had gone the wrong way, Lilia was immediately filled with shame and indignation, but she stubbornly refused to admit it in front of Monta, and continued walking out of the airport with small, clattering steps.

But before he had taken more than a few steps, he realized that the figure who had always been by his side and given him a great sense of security was not following.

Turning to the side and looking back, I realized that Monta was on the phone.