In the center of the capital city of the country of water, a group of palaces stretching for thousands of meters, walking from the outside to the inside, the palaces are getting taller and bigger, and the decorations are becoming more and more luxurious, and on the spacious streets where eight horses walk side by side, there is a column of strong soldiers patrolling every five minutes, and the pedestrians on the road are also gorgeously dressed, talking elegantly, showing good family education and cultivation.

This is the capital of the famous daimyo, the capital of a country, the center of politics, culture, and commerce, and the place where the top nobles such as daimyo and shogun are qualified to live.

Outside a palace that was far more luxurious than the others, two teams of maids held food plates in their hands, leaned over and bowed their heads, and stood anxiously waiting outside the door.

After a long time, a hoarse whisper came from the palace: "Submit in!"

The guard outside the door looked solemn, his waist was straight, he unloaded the spear at his feet with a synchronized movement, turned around, grabbed the doorknob left and right, and slowly pulled it away.

The maids walked gently into the palace with graceful steps, and without raising their bodies, they just lowered their heads and placed their plates on the table.

Among them, there was a childish-looking maid who trembled nervously, and she couldn't help but recall the recent rumors about the daimyo in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the more nervous she became, until her wrists trembled.

Dangdangdang...... The food plate in her hand collided with the bowls, chopsticks, and soup spoon, making a crisp sound.

In the depths of the hall, a thin figure stood up behind the bar, followed by a roar.

"Who is it?"

"Who's shaking?"

"Are you all afraid of me!"

"Get out of here!"

A hoarse roar echoed through the gloomy palace, and all the maids fell to their knees in fright, trembling, and when they heard the last sentence, they ran out of the hall as if they had been amnestied.

The figure behind the fence covered his chest, sat down slowly, and after a moment's breath, walked out.

It was an old man who could not see clearly, he was dressed in a solemn robe, and the string of pearls hanging from the dragon-shaped headdress covered his face, and he walked slowly to the table and sat down.

His cloudy eyes looked at the exquisite food on the table, and the old man somehow got up again, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he swept off all the food plates, ping pong

The sound of shattering rang out.

A human face silently appeared from the ceiling above the old man's head, quietly watching this scene, and suddenly his eyes flashed, staring at the old man's hands.

The hands are covered with age spots, almost no muscles, skin wrinkles, nails are also yellow, no luster, there is a wrench on the thumb of the left hand, but because the muscles are not plump, every time the old man raises his arm, the wrench will slide up and down, there is a feeling that a child wears adult clothes, and the monkey is crowned.

"How can it be an old man?"

Kannaten hid in the ceiling of the palace with the technique of mayflies, and was puzzled at this time.

The last time he met the daimyo, he clearly remembered that the other party was not wearing any beaded headdress, and his appearance was majestic, his skin was compact and smooth, and his body was strong, and he was definitely a middle-aged man who couldn't be healthier anymore!

It's only been a long time since I've seen him, how did I become an old man?

Kannaiten has only heard of a white head overnight, but this kind of example of being dozens of years old after not seeing each other for a month, I really haven't seen it.

"No wonder the mentality has changed drastically, is it because of the short lifespan?" Kannaiten silently speculated, "However, this is also outrageous, is the maintenance technology of this world already so high?"

Maintain a seventy or eighty-year-old man to look like a middle-aged person, usually can't see the abnormality at all, and it will not decay overnight until the end of his life, is there such a thing?

At this time, Kannaten suddenly heard the daimyo and began to talk to himself.

"Give me back ......"

"Huh?" Kannato frowned, "Give it back to you?"

"Take my life...... My Youth...... Give it back to me!"

The old man lay down at the table, muttering to himself in a dreamy voice, tearing the cloth with his bony hands, and finally holding his head in his hands, he whimpered.

Kannaten gasped, finally discovering something.

Listening to the meaning of the daimyo's words, he thinks that his life has been taken away from him!

And the strange thing is that the daimyo did not have the intention of mobilizing the whole army to regain his own lifespan, but instead felt self-pity and wailed here like a defeated dog.

"What an evil sect!"

Kannaten shuddered, retreated silently, and soon appeared on the streets outside the capital.

At this point, it belongs to the area of common life, and compared to the disciplined aristocratic district, it is obviously full of fireworks atmosphere.

"Would you like to have a drink or two, guest?"

"Authentic Oshima's glutinous rice balls!

"There's a sugar gourd here! Mom, I want to eat a sugar gourd!"

As Kannaten ran from the dimly lit Daimyo's mansion to the brightly lit night market in just a few minutes, he couldn't help but feel like he was out of this world.

He tightened his collar, blended into the crowd, found a well-decorated nightclub and sat down, and ordered a supper.

"Lifespan thing...... Assuming that it can be taken away, then what does it mean that the daimyo knew this, but did not want to take it back?"

"However, maybe I thought too much, maybe the daimyo meant, but the maintenance and makeup skills of the water country were not enough to support him to restore the appearance of his youth, so he was unwilling to show his true face and became moody. ”

"But what is the matter with the daimyo promoting gambling in the country and guiding the people to participate in the war fundraising?"

"Is it the big list that is collecting money? Or is it ...... Is it true that someone threatens the daimyo with the trick of depriving him of his life?"

"Anyway, I just need to find out a little bit, Daimyo, how old is he this year?"

So he pulled someone by and was about to ask a question.

Pull it over and find that it's still a big beauty, with a good face and a good figure, slender legs, and a black tights that seem to be exposed, which leads to reverie, highlighting the thrilling lines, and at this time she is looking at herself with drunken eyes.

"This ...... Well, sister, can I ask you something?"

The woman was a little dissatisfied, but when she saw that the other party was just a young child, the anger in her heart disappeared, and she said in a mocking tone: "Little brother, what is your problem......?

As he spoke, a smell of wine came to his face, and Kannaiten was slightly embarrassed, and he really didn't feel comfortable, but he quickly adjusted and said bluntly: "I want to know, how long has the Daimyo of the Land of Water been in power?"

The woman said very strangely, "Why are you asking this? I don't know, but there should be forty or fifty years." ”

"I'm tired. ”

Kannaten squinted back to his seat, his fingers tapping the table with a thumping sound.

"Forty or fifty years...... In other words, the age of the daimyo is at least sixty!"

"Sixty or seventy years old, I used to look like a middle-aged person, but recently I have become old, and then my emotions have recurred, and my mentality has changed drastically...... What the hell is going on?"

At this time, Kannatian suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in his nose, which was a mixture of wine and perfume, he raised his head, and saw the woman who had asked him before sitting down next to him, her slender and plump thighs overlapping, and her bumpy body was about to leave, and she quietly leaned over.