Rakshasa was silent for a moment, then smiled calmly:

"If the unparalleled 'Eternal Sword Master' is willing to join us, why worry about Tokugawa's immortality?"

"Lord Rakshasa, let's get back to the topic - in short, Lord Orochi doesn't want to rush you too much, but he still hopes you can work harder."

"……I see."

Rakshasa put away the bitter smile on his face, his expression was solemn, his tone suddenly became more precise, and his response was as strong as boiling water that suddenly overflowed.

"Even without the urging of Lord Orochi, I will kill the party for the sake of law and burn my life for our great cause."

Nue looked at Rakshasa's face, thoughtfully.

"...Lord Rakshasa."

"What happened again?"

"Because Orochi-sama has ordered me not to talk too much, so the following words are all my own words... Orochi-sama once said personally: Tamamoae-sama is unruly, Shuten Doji-sama is ignorant of political affairs.

Otakemaru-sama only knows how to kill the enemy bandits with his sword. As for other cadres, it is difficult to shoulder the heavy burden. All the members of the party are punished. Only you are an all-rounder with both civil and military skills and the ability to take charge of your role. Because of this, Orochi-sama will

I entrust the entire important Kanto region to you."

Nue's lips uttered slightly disgusting words, and when Rakshasa heard them, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, Lord Orochi... He is really both fearful and respectful."

While muttering, he raised his face and stared at the starry sky above his head.

After a moment, a fearless smile appeared on his cheek.

"Well, although Lord Orochi is scary, but even so, I would like to follow Lord Orochi for seven lifetimes in this world."

"Lord Rakshasa, I'm sorry, this subordinate has never studied. I don't understand what 'Seven Lives in the World' is like."

"It's really tiring to chat with you!"

[Note·Seven lives in the world: a famous Japanese allusion. It originated from the words of the famous warrior Kusunoki Masashige during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. When Kusunoki Masashige was defeated and about to die, he smiled and said: "I wish I could live in seven lives to destroy the thieves." It means seven lives (

(reincarnated seven times) will be born in the human world and kill enemies for the country.]

"Lord Rakshasa! Lord Nue!"

At this time, a strong man's voice came from a distance.

"Oh, it's Hirabayashi, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"Whoosh...! Whoosh...! Whoosh...!"

The strong man was bent over, holding his knees with his hands, out of breath.

"Looking, looking... I found Onodera!"

"Oh? We finally found him... Did he find his person, or did he find his body?"

"His body was found! My men found Onodera who died of serious injuries in a cave!"

Rakshasa nodded slightly.

"Well, that's good. Hirabayashi, you finally didn't disappoint me again. Where are Onodera's companions? How are they?"

"Uh... they... they... they..."

The strong man looked troubled and hesitated, unable to say a word for a long time.

His Qiqi Ai Ai attracted the displeased look of Rakshasa.

"Hey, hey, Hirabayashi, I have sent you three times more manpower. Don't tell me that with such a huge force, you still can't defeat Onodera's companions."

"This...this..."

The strong man, whose face became increasingly pale, slowly lowered his head like a defeated rooster...

"Lord Rakshasa... I... I... am very sorry... Onodera's three companions... are really amazing! My subordinates have fought to the death! And I have also increased the bounty on their heads to 100

Two gold! But, let alone capturing them or taking off their heads, it is very difficult to even hurt them! Especially the tallest guy, he is simply the reincarnation of the God of War!"

After saying that, the strong man closed his eyes tightly and lowered his head so that his chin was almost touching his collarbone.

He looked as if he was going to the execution ground.

However, he did not wait for the Rakshasa's rebuke or anger.

"oh?"

Rakshasa raised an eyebrow.

After a while, he asked in a tone of interest:

"Hirabayashi, where are Onodera's companions currently?"

"Yes! They are currently on the mountainside of that mountain!"

The Rakshasa followed the strong man's hand.

"Is it so powerful..."

As he murmured, he subconsciously raised his left hand and stroked the red-handled sword at his waist...

…

…

Although there were more enemies than he could count on both hands, Souji maintained a calm attitude and calmly launched a breathtaking offensive.

I saw her moving quickly as if she had split into three, five, or eight people.

Sometimes he jumps, sometimes he turns cleverly, sometimes he sprints hard.

Her small, flexible body and the complex forest beneath her feet were a perfect match.

When communicating with Souji at a distance, Seito was often surprised by Souji's physical flexibility.

"Ms. Okita, can you even do such a difficult pose?" - I don't know how many times Aomori has said these sentiments.

She easily passed through the narrow stone gap.

She climbed over tall trees at will.

Souji's flexible movement made everyone in black clothes who tried to chase her miserable.

They either bump into each other, lose their way, or yell at each other because of each other's obstruction.

After a while, the originally tight formation became loose.

This is the moment that the Director-General has been waiting for.

She saw the right moment, turned her attack, and used powerful sword skills.

"Go to hell!"

Someone slashed at the general manager with a knife.

Souji jumped up lightly and easily dodged the opponent's knife. The moment he landed, the knife in his hand flew down and hit the enemy's face.

"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Another person came to attack the commander-in-chief.

Souji Mao lowered his waist, and the sword in his right hand drew an arc, passed through the air, and hit the opponent's knife handle, neutralizing the enemy's attack.

The next moment, she gathered strength in her waist.

Her "return" to the enemy in front of her was a standard cassock slash.

The blade struck from the upper right to the lower left, cutting into the skin and flesh, cutting off the muscles and bones, and ending life.

"ah--"

An ugly man positioned his sword vertically to his chest, pointed the tip of the sword at Souji's chest, and stabbed him violently.

Upon seeing this, the Souji held the knife with one hand and tilted his body slightly in front of the ugly man, avoiding the front.

At the same moment as she dodged the stabbing attack, she slashed back, and the blade made a semicircle in mid-air and hit the ugly guy's blade.

"Whoa!"

The ugly man screamed and the knife in his palm came out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Souji stepped forward and slashed across the opponent's waist accurately with his white blade.

"Uh uh..."

The ugly man groaned and moved backwards, stepped on the air, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Souji doesn't like shouting, so whether she is practicing swordplay in the dojo or killing enemies with a real sword, she is always very quiet and rarely makes any sound.

Taking human lives without saying a word... This "quietness" added a sense of terror to the general's fighting posture.

Every time she swung the knife, someone would be killed or injured.

Facing the fierce attack of the General Secretary, the black female soldiers who were completely helpless fell down one by one. Their screams were like crows. While wailing, they dropped the feathers of their wings everywhere, that is,

Said, leaving behind their blood.
To be continued...