Chapter 21: ... F
Emperor Takeshin’s smile was brilliant.
Somehow Akira had managed to irritate and impresse him in just the right way, and now he was irritably impressed.
"Hehehehe. Good. Very good." Emperor Takeshin’s sharp gaze studied Akira with a fervent intensity.
Akira smiled back at him conspiratorially, as though he was satisfied that he was able to use the Emperor’s own words to gain some sort of advantage.
The double intrigue was the perfect cover for the secrets that he wanted to keep - that he was a time traveller of sorts with a strange immunity to the current world’s psychic energy.
That within his veins stirred a power from a different time, untouched by the rules of this one.
After a couple of minutes, Emperor Takeshin finally chuckled and reached into his robe. He casually pulled out a small glowing sphere from within.
"How about I give you this?" the Emperor said smoothly, "If you manage to secure the Port of Yokohama for me?"
His smile never faded.
But Akira’s entire body went cold.
A delicious thrill shot down his spine.