The author has something to say: August 22:

Well, the Taiheng line has come to an end [.

To clarify, the girl used the Illusion Charm at the beginning, so this "Fujiwara Taiheng" didn't notice her. Later, in order to send a stun spell to attack the sneak attacker, she had to unravel the illusion spell first, so Fujiwara Taiheng was able to see her

In the end, she suddenly disappeared on the spot, and that was because of the Phantom Spell, of course.

Well, this skill is really easy to use, I don't want to return the system to the bacteria, so break the [mud and dirt.]

Speaking of which, I've always liked this character song by Taeheng in Yao 3, from the melody to the lyrics, and it's great to be able to use it in my own text.

The stalk that turned into ashes in the thin cherry ghost really can't be more abusive.,So this time it's just a piece of paper with waka written on it.]

PS. Thank you little angel CS fungus for the mine!(づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭~

Soundtrack for this chapter: Same as the previous chapter, it's the character song of Yasuhiro Fujiwara in Haruka 3 Li, "Fortune の舟に乗りて".

Here's the link to listen:

Willow Quan stood behind the same tree for about a minute, not trying to help.

It wasn't because she realized that the Fujiwara Taiheng on this battlefield was no longer the person she knew, but because even if it was the same Fujiwara Taiheng who appeared here, she couldn't have reached out to him.

This is his destiny, and it is her mission.

However, the next moment, her eyes suddenly widened!

Because she saw two guys who obviously belonged to Genji's army, dressed better than ordinary sergeants, and seemed to be extraordinary, suddenly slashed out from behind Fujiwara Taiheng, screaming and rushing towards Fujiwara Taiheng!

The "Fujiwara Taiheng" reacted quickly, he suddenly turned to one side, let go of the first person's first knife, and slammed the opponent's knife back, but in this way, he was completely unable to resist the second person's attack, he could only widen his eyes, and almost stared at the second sneak attacker rushing out from the back of the first sneak attacker—

Then, as the man raised his knife and stabbed him in the middle of the chest and abdomen, he suddenly froze in place as if he had been under some evil spell! The next moment, the despicable sneak attacker closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud, as if unconscious.

Fujiwara Taiheng didn't have time to look around to see what was going on, he took a deep breath first, summoned more force and pushed forward fiercely, pushing the opponent back two steps by intersecting with the blade of the first sneak attacker, and then he let out a loud shout, and swung the knife diagonally upwards, cutting a deep blood mark directly on the opponent's chest with a bang.

The first assailant also fell to the ground with a thud, twitching twice before stopping.

However, Fujiwara Taiheng didn't have time to care about this, but looked back sharply-

Not far behind him, stood a young woman dressed in a white hakama costume. At this moment, the index fingers of her right hand were brought together, as if she was still maintaining the same movement just now, and her right arm was stretched out and pointed forward—the direction pointed by the fingertips was the second sneak attacker who suddenly fell to the ground for some reason.

As if sensing his gaze, she slowly pulled the corners of her lips, barely revealing a smile, and then withdrew her hand, and gently touched the erect middle finger to her lips—

It dawned on him that he stepped over the fallen enemy and the corpses of his own men on the ground, and stepped on the blood-soaked ground, which had become a little soft, and walked to her feet deep and shallow to stand still.

He was still holding his sword, shook his wrist slightly, shook off the blood beads on the blade, stood in front of the young witch, and asked with a puzzled expression, "...... is that gesture......?"

Then, he saw her and smiled.

"As you might guess, I'm an onmyoji. She said.

Fujiwara Yasuhiro sighed, and looked back at the sneak attacker who had suddenly fallen to the ground.

"And ...... is he?" he continued as if inquiring.

Although he already had a whole set of speculations about her origin and the whole thing in his heart, he did not show it immediately, but in this questioning tone, which was half said and half left, as if he wanted to lead her to confess automatically.

Liu Quan sighed deeply in his heart.

Is it...... This is the real "Fujiwara Taiheng"......

"He, under my spell, will be in a coma for a while. She replied calmly, without the slightest hint of emotion, and stared directly at his face, which was very alien to her.

Then, she played her supreme acting skills and began to play a puppet-like girl who had been isolated from the world for a long time and didn't know anything about the world.

"If I leave, he'll probably wake up soon. If you want to cut the grass to the roots, it's best to make up for it. She added two more words in an extremely calm and nonchalant tone.

Fujiwara Taiheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of unknown meaning appeared on his face.

"Yes. …… Thank you very much for your timely support. He said politely, and the gaze he cast at her was tentative.

"It's a little surprising that a woman would have the courage to come to such a battlefield at such a moment—" he said with a slight prodding.

It sounds like a nod to him, but if you believe in him, you're going to have a ghost. Liu Quan thought.

"Because my father had received the favor of Xiuhengden, I heard the news of the attack of the Genji army, and I came to support. She replied in a natural, blunt, almost unworldly tone.

Fujiwara Taiheng's eyebrows were raised even higher.

He didn't seem to really trust her completely, but he thought her powers could be used by him, and still treated her as gently and friendly as possible.

"Oh?!, what an accident!" he said, "and in that case, please continue to help me—"

Liu Quan cut off his words in time.

"Now, my mission is complete. She emptied all the expressions on her face and said expressionlessly, "Intervening too much in this world with spells is not beneficial to the world, and it is not something I should ......do."

Her tone sounded extremely rigid, as if there was no trace of human emotion in it.

Fujiwara Taiheng was choked by her, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

Then, the young shrine maiden looked at him deeply.

"I have repaid the kindness of the Oshu Fujiwara clan to me. "However, I'm just an onmyoji, and I can't fight against Destiny." ”

Yasuhiro Fujiwara: ?!

"You ——! you mean ......?!" he hissed hoarsely, "...... me?"

Then, he saw the young shrine maiden slowly shake her head.

"Destiny is not something we can see. However, in order to repay the kindness of the Oshu Fujiwara clan, I have already come to your aid once at the risk of going against the will of heaven. ”

Her puppet-like mechanical and emotionless tone finally brought a sigh-like emotion.

"Next time, I won't come again...... Therefore, Taiheng Palace, please cherish yourself. ”

She said, then turned away.

Fujiwara Yasuhiro quickly reached out to grab her. At this moment when the Oshu Fujiwara clan is retreating, there are very few people who have magical abilities and can still stand on his side.

Although I don't know if the story told by this young woman and the reason why she came to support him is true or false, it doesn't matter at all whether it's true or not—

He must seize this rare external assistance to prevent his defeat from coming too soon!

However, the next moment he was caught in the air.

The white-clothed hakama-robed shrine maiden suddenly disappeared without a trace in front of him!

Fujiwara Yasuhiro looked stunned, and looked around, but there was only the battlefield with a faint smell of blood wafting in the wind, and those who had been strangled together from the beginning, their own army and the enemy's army.

The young shrine maiden suddenly appeared and disappeared quickly, coming and going like a dream.

And where he couldn't see, Liu Quan, who had reused the illusion spell, turned around and ran towards the top of the hillside.

It wasn't until she had rushed to the top of the hill that she found that the Mourning Gods of the Sword had finished the battle and solved the time march, and all the people had gathered under the big tree on the top of the mountain, waiting for her return.

Standing under the big tree at the top of the mountain, Liu Quan looked back again, and looked at the other side of the hillside for the last time, the scene of the fierce battle that had taken place in history.

Her gaze fell on the young man in the most ornate armor in the crowd.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the so-called "latest guillotine song" that the system fungus specially broadcast for her a long, long time ago, when she was about to leave the world of Sakura Oni on the cold and windy sea of Hakodate.

[Countless sorrows have settled here

There is no substitute for resting here

Witness the white clouds of war

Send these heroic spirits to the heavens full of light.

She slowly reached into her placket and pulled out a piece of paper, which had been carefully put together and glued in half, and looked down at the handsome handwriting on the paper.

How is the so-called guillotine song sung?

[The journey that should be taken.]

There is no other way but to move forward

Not far away awaits the future

Even if it is unknown

Moving forward too]

She slowly closed her eyes. When she reopened it, her gaze had regained its calmness and clarity.

Mr. Shannan once said to her that every goodbye is a farewell. Is it?

"Let's go back. She said.

The portal unfolded in front of them, and the mourners stepped into the dazzling portal one by one at her signal.

The Three Days Moon Sect is close to the last. The moment he stepped through the portal, he paused for a moment and looked back at the Witch Judge who had fallen at the end.

His gaze slid from her face to her right hand. Between her slender fingers, she pinched the piece of paper that had been cut and then put back together, with the song of the Later Dynasty given to her by Yasuhiro Fujiwara.

"Hahaha. He chuckled softly and held out a hand to her.

"Let's go back together, Yukiba-kun?"

…… Then, having been looking at the fighting historical figures at the foot of the mountain, she turned her head and glanced at him.

Although he didn't stare at him fiercely, for some reason, there was a bit of bitter emotion in his eyes, which made the Three Days Moon Sect narrow his eyes slightly.

"Ah, isn't it time to laugh. He said in a nonchalant tone.

For some reason, when this sentence came out, her gaze softened slightly.

She blinked, and instead of putting her hand on his outstretched hand, she bowed her head slightly, and stepped through the gap at his side into the portal that seemed to be made of dazzling light.

The moment she stepped into the light in the middle of the portal, the piece of paper between her fingers suddenly burst into flames!

She seemed to be slightly stunned, but she didn't mean to let go immediately—fortunately, the strange little flame didn't mean to spread to her.

The paper quickly turned to ashes between her fingers, piercing through her fingers and falling in strands, merging into the light of the portal, without a trace, leaving no trace.