Neurolink System in the Modern World

The night was still fresh when we reach her clan . It was located just outside Tokyo and with my powers it did not take long for us travel the distance.

Hovering above it, Yuki was astonished to witness to know the number of abilities I had. She even questioned if I held the title of Lord Rank, the second-highest rank for Yokai in their country.

I also heard from her that their clan was rank 15 in the whole japan . It was not that high ranking but judging from how big their mansion was , it was obvious that they are not lacking in money.

The whole estate unfolded beneath us, a harmonious blend of multiple traditional Japanese wooden houses adorned with classic roofing.

The roofs were predominantly steep and gabled, with a noticeable curvature that added grace to their profile.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The dark, earthy tones of the wooden shingles harmonized with the surroundings, creating a seamless integration with the landscape.

As my gaze swept over the panorama, I estimated the sized of the property to be no less than 50,000 square meters.

At the heart of it all stood a grand three-story traditional mansion, a majestic focal point, with medium and small-sized counterparts arranged around it.

Not just that, the added details to the whole place made it more harmonic.

The meticulously designed Japanese garden, each element a testament to aesthetic precision, adorned the landscape.

A tranquil artificial lake mirrored the surrounding beauty, adding a serene touch to the scene. The combination of architectural elegance, lush greenery, and the reflective waters painted a captivating image of a place where history and nature coexisted seamlessly.

The perimeter was also protected by towering walls, creating a sense of seclusion and privacy.

"Wow!" One word escaped my lips involuntarily. I couldn't help but marvel at the entire scene; it felt more fitting to label this place as a palace.

"We've been developing this place for generations; that's why it's gotten so big," Yuki filled me in.

"Do you make good money hunting Yokai?" I inquired, unaware that this business could be so profitable.

"We don't, but our family has multiple income streams. We sell traditional medicine, charms, and we own a lot of hotels too," she elaborated. There was no hint of arrogance in her voice; she was simply detailing her family's financial power.

In a way, it made sense that they gathered this much money. Even if they didn't show it openly, having the ability to control elements meant they could do things regular businessmen couldn't.

Plus, the government would be less strict with them since they basically kept the peace for free, unlike Cerebrum. No wonder the branch in Japan was much smaller—it seemed like this place didn't really need them.

It has its own rules and laws.

"Is the mansion of the number one clan bigger than this?" I asked, curious about the sheer scale of these clans.

"The top clan in Japan, located in Mount Yamato in Osaka, is at least 30 times larger than ours," she clarified. "They also have the most shamans, almost 3,000, whereas in comparison, we only have 400."

"Only 400? But I just killed 2 dozens, won't it affect your family?" I questioned her. If they only have 400, losing 30 would be a significant blow.

"It will , you actually killed one our strongest shaman. " She sighed .

"Who?" I inquired. Everyone I killed back then was pathetically weak, so I didn't even know who the strongest among them was. They just died too fast for me to figure it out.

"The guy who could control lightning," she responded, a bit embarrassed after she realized that one of their strongest shamans was nothing to me.

It must have been disappointing for him. He likely believed he was talented, receiving praise from many, only to meet his end at the hands of someone who was simply bored and killing time.

"Oh yeah, that guy..." I pretended to remember, but Yuki could tell I was just acting.

"You're really funny," she giggled after figuring me out.

"By the way, Sir Rikou, why did we come here in the first place?" she inquired, using the fake name I had provided her.

I only mentioned to her that I was curious about her clan and didn't disclose my plan to make her the new clan leader.

"Do you really want to keep on hiding?" I asked her. "You can keep running away from them, but is this really what you want?"

My question left her looking conflicted, and I could see the doubt on her face.

"I didn't want to leave. I still have my mother and siblings there. And, you know, I actually like being a shaman, but I don't have much choice. The clan I was supposed to be married off to is ranked 5th, so there was no way for me to go against them even if I wanted to," she shared her feelings to me.

"What if you have the power?" I asked her with a serious tone. I had just devised the perfect plan to help her, but I needed her to agree with me. I could use my suggestion, but that would be too boring.

"I can give you something that can make you way stronger than now," I offered, then I took her katana and pretended to do something with it. Special effects went broooom, as my fake aura vividly covered the entire sword. The ethereal glow danced along the blade, pulsating with power.

"What did you do?" she asked, the placebo effect of seeing her sword glow made her think that I did something with it to make it stronger and better.

"I awakened the soul of your sword. Now, you can summon its true form," I declared with a firm voice.

"But you said you didn't know about it before?" she asked with a confused expression.

"I was just testing your knowledge back then," I replied, recovering smoothly from my blunder.

"If you take this sword, then you have to promise me something," I raised the sword, the special effect becoming more intricate. The ethereal glow intensified, adding a sense of urgency and importance to the moment.

"W—What is it?" she swallowed nervously.