Fujimaru Ritsuka took his simple divine seal and ran to the mountain gate.
The Imsei Patrol Bureau and the personnel in charge of the battle, who were resting during the day, had already woken up at this time and arrived at the mountain gate in advance.
The moment the sun goes down, these monsters will become active, and then launch a crazy attack on the mountain gate without any warning. If you want to take precautions, you can only guard this place in advance.
"Master, is it okay?"
Mother Bear was a little worried about Ritsuka Fujimaru.
To fight here, you won't be able to sleep at least most of the night. In other words, you need to stay up late, maybe even all night long.
"It's no problem. I deliberately slept a little longer in the morning and took a nap at noon. I feel very energetic now."
Fujimaru Ritsuka patted his arm.
"With me here, I can better control intelligence and command the battlefield, right? Don't forget that I am the Master, this is my job."
"So what is this?"
Hijikata Toshizo seemed more interested in the simple divine seal on Fujimaru Ritsuka's waist.
Looks like a short musket...
"Do Onmyojis still use muskets?"
Hijikata Toshizo showed a thoughtful expression.
"This is not a musket. If I have to say it... it should be some kind of Onmyoji prop that is similar to a musket?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka took off the simple version of the divine seal and held it in his hand.
It is said that Fujimaru Ritsuka had given this thing other names before, but in the end it was called the simplified divine seal.
"But this thing also has bullets, this is it."
Fujimaru Ritsuka took out a Lawrence special gemstone from his pocket and stuffed it into the magazine.
"There are only twenty ammunition left, so use them sparingly."
This time, Lawrence was not around to provide support for Fujimaru Ritsuka, so the only ammunition available was what he had with him.
"Save it for tonight."
Mother Bear smiled and patted Fujimaru Ritsuka's head.
"I see."
After withdrawing the gem bullet and stuffing it back into the bag, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the people who were ready to attack.
She actually has an idea.
That is whether she can command these servants to fight.
During the testing on the Chaldean side, it was found that the "villagers" on the singularity side were actually still servants. Their parameters and inherent abilities as servants had not disappeared, but because of "cognition"
Being blocked, I am in a state of "not knowing" that I have these abilities.
If I am in command and give some instructions...will it rekindle the followers' ability to "be followers"?
At least I have seen Mr. Takasugi Shinsaku use a musket and a sword together before, and Mr. Samura has also used a move similar to Shin Hana Riwa: Bitsu no 2.
"Try it."
...
The village had been busy preparing for the Mountain God Festival all day, and it calmed down after dark.
Now the hottest place is outside the village.
"coming!"
Hijikata Toshizo let out a low growl.
Unsurprisingly, those ghosts appeared on the mountain road again, densely packed, bringing a fishy smell and fear.
The fear that engulfs the village...What role does Miss Nobunaga play in it?
Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but think of what Sen Rikyu said to herself.
The location she was in was not the battlefield below, but the lookout above the village wall, where Ryoma usually used to observe the situation.
"Ma Xiu, report the quantity statistics!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the unknown ghost below and said hurriedly to Mashu.
"Quantity...five hundred and seventy-six!"
"Everyone! The total number of ghosts is five hundred and seventy-six!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly reported the information he knew below!
The white Schnee and the mother bear were shocked.
"...Five hundred and seventy-six?"
Hoshikuma Yukina couldn't help but feel a chill coming to her heart.
this number......
This number is the total number of undead in Lake Kurokawa minus one.
She felt a chill and a creepy feeling that something was crawling up her back.
Why - why is evil still chasing her!?
More importantly, what happened to the missing one?
The total number of puppets she made is five hundred and seventy-seven, and the number of puppets that appear here is exactly five hundred and seventy-six. So what about the remaining one? Where did it go, and which one is it?
...Even if she has doubts, she can't figure it out now.
All she knew was that she couldn't escape, but—
Now, she is on the side of justice, so why——
"No, senior!"
Matthew suddenly screamed.
"Here in Sheba - a brand new reaction has been detected!"
"It's not those ghosts, it's a creature the same size as a human, but it's not a Servant!"
Matthew looked at the white figure on Sheba's radar.
"It's over there at the shrine!"
"There is someone there. Judging from his posture, he is observing the battlefield below!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her head and looked in the direction of the shrine.
The sky was gray, except for two lit lights in front of the mountain gate, which illuminated the battlefield, allowing Zuo Cun and others to see clearly what their enemy was.
But along the mountain road, more like the part above, you can't see it.
The sky was dark, and the mountains were also black. The combination of black and black made it impossible to see anything clearly or peek at anything.
But Fujimaru Ritsuka could feel it.
I could feel that there was something or someone there, standing right at the shrine with a ferocious smile on his face.
——That thing is looking at me!!!
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt like the hairs on her hair stood on end.
A strong intuition told her that the figure standing at the shrine looking down was looking at her.
"Mr. Samura!"
She subconsciously called out, raised a hand, and pointed in the direction of the shrine.
Zuomura had just dealt with an extremely tough demon, and after hearing Fujimaru Ritsuka's voice, he raised his head and looked towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"What's wrong!"
He took a heavy breath and shouted.
"There......"
"Someone."
Everyone looked up at Fujimaru Ritsuka, and then looked upward in the direction Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed.
"I go!"
After Zuo Cun shouted, the pheasant feathers returned to their sheaths and the crane feathers were pulled out. He picked it up, stepped on the shoulder of a demon ghost and made a second jump towards the shrine.
Who—would be standing at the shrine at this time!
Is he the one who created these monsters?
Or is it—that mountain god!?
No one knows the truth.
In the dark night, Zuocun quickly ran towards the mountain.