"Mr. Kotaro, you mean that someone wants to assassinate Miss Kiyohime?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt that this news... was a bit unusual.
"Kiyohime? I remember she was the daughter of Matsudaira Shimomomo? The one who was called princess?"
Miyamoto Musashi blinked - the princess had no special impression within her judgment, so she couldn't remember it clearly, only a vague impression.
"What do you mean, Ritsuka...are we going to do anything?"
Samura finally noticed something of Fujimaru Ritsuka's thoughts and took the initiative to speak.
"...Mr. Kotaro, let's first find a way to confirm the authenticity of the news."
After thinking for a while, Fujimaru Ritsuka chose to be more cautious.
"I see."
Nodding, Kotaro disappeared into the room again.
"The timing of this incident is not quite right. I suspect... that it was the heroic swordsman who wanted to do it."
"Even if it's not what the heroic swordsman wants to do, it definitely has something to do with them."
Fujimaru Ritsuka's perception is quite sharp, but he just doesn't know whether it is accurate or not.
"Emergency times are very important. The activities of the heroic swordsmen are all centered on the following... Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that someone is trying to confuse the public."
After Fujimaru Ritsuka finished speaking, he lowered his head and started thinking.
Neither Samura nor Musashi said anything to disturb Fujimaru Ritsuka's thinking, but quietly waited for Fujimaru Ritsuka's explanation.
"When Mr. Kotaro comes back, we will go find Mr. Tajima to find out the situation."
"We need to go into the city to investigate."
The news brought back by Kotaro confirmed the authenticity of the news. Fujimaru Ritsuka did not delay and immediately led a group of people to set off to find Yagyu Tajima Mamoru.
...
"Matsudaira's assassination notice has been delivered as planned."
In the sorcerer's station, a black figure knelt on the ground and reported to the sorcerer.
"I also gave away more than ten heads of Tajima Mamoru's samurai warriors - compared to the rustic castle, it has become more and more precarious."
There was some pride in her voice.
"The next step will be to follow the instructions of the sorcerer."
There was satisfaction in her heart.
This is the kind of person I am.
Even if you are implanted with all the karma of killing, you still need orders to complete the current actions. Only in this way can you achieve the greatest satisfaction.
This is what ninja is.
This is how ninjas survive.
but--
Body, instinct, and occasionally questioning...
That's shaking.
I--
Next——
After all, is he still not his true self?
How ridiculous.
There is no difference between my actions and my life, so why would I ask such a question?
Whether before life or after death.
Whether it is a normal servant or a heroic swordsman who has been implanted with all the karma of killing.
From the beginning to the end, no matter what the situation is, I am nothing more than the blade.
Cut off, tear apart, kill.
There is no other use than these.
"good."
"That's it."
"Go on and disturb people's hearts."
The sorcerer gave the order.
"The current Xiazong is full of all kinds of rumors and makes people uneasy."
"Under such a situation, no matter how much Shinmon Musashi and Samura Anno wield their unparalleled blades, it will not help."
"Emotions cannot be scratched by a knife."
The sorcerer's voice was bewitching.
"The announcement that he wanted to kill the princess caused everyone to panic."
"Then he really kills the princess and makes everyone panic."
"Boss, I will tremble for it."
"Treating and worrying, staring at the approaching death - only in that way will their souls be more valuable when they are carried on the altar."
The sorcerer bent down and brought his head close to the ninja kneeling on the ground.
"Become the fear, Assassin Paraiso."
His whisper rang in Assassin Paraiso's ears.
"Go and do everything I tell you to do, as a snake inhabiting your body."
"...as you command."
call--
After explaining what needed to be explained, the magician disappeared instantly.
The swordsman with the long sword on his back opened his eyes slightly.
"Your Majesty the Magician has left."
"So——Your Excellency Assassin Paraiso, I am not familiar with sorcery, so I have a question that I need you to answer, okay?"
The swordsman said to the thin snake.
"What does the sorcerer mean by the snake that lives on the body?"
"Although it may be a bit offensive, I don't see such characteristics in you."
"You are a beautiful girl with an elegant face and long black silky hair. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like the reincarnation of a snake?"
"It's none of your business."
Assassin Paraiso snorted coldly. He was not happy at all because of the swordsman's praise. Instead, he looked a little disgusted.
"Since you are the bodyguard of the sorcerer, you should act like a guard and protect the sorcerer well."
"It's so cold..."
The swordsman shook his head helplessly.
"Then - I'll stand down now."
"However, if there is any message that needs to be conveyed..."
"No, get out of here."
Assassin Paraiso snorted again, appearing to be quite bored with the swordsman.
"That's it, then - Your Excellency Assassin Paraiso, please leave here."
"However, I still have a piece of advice to give to His Excellency Assassin Paraiso."
The long swordsman said with a half-smile.
"Snakes can become blind if they keep looking at bright things."
"Pay more attention to the light from the distance. It would be a pity for a beautiful girl like you to become blind like this."
With that said, the swordsman disappeared in an instant just like the magician before.
All the Berserkers who stayed in the same place suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——You are a little too cute! Assassin Paraiso!"
"You actually use that cute tone to make people go away. It makes me feel like I'm having sex!"
"That swordsman is a handsome man no matter how you say it. Since he's already talking to you, it's okay to give him a little compliment, right?"
"It's so boring. Your beautiful face should have some unnecessary expressions, right? Or should I say, underneath that face of yours...?"
Zhongheheji Qiao smiled sweetly, but the words he spoke were almost full of malice.
"The meaning of ninja, the meaning of heroic spirits, are they just boring things like this, right? It's really funny, after all-"
"You are the descendant of Saburo who was cursed by Oe Myojin-sama, as I said, right?"
The voice of Zhonghe Hell has cooled down.
"So, why do you care so much?"
"It's better to just kill him."
"Just go and kill everything."
The sound of the collective hell is extremely cold.