Chapter 009. The honor of being a samurai

Masao on the side of the road said solemnly, and the wild girl on the side of the road should also be solemn.

Deceptively simple conversations.

Both sides have already settled the matter, and there is no room for reversal.

The concept of the samurai itself comes from the military group, and there is a significant difference between the public families who compare the scriptures and classics, so the sense of honor brought by the fief is even greater, and having a fief is equivalent to having a significant honor.

At the same time, it brings that the weapon is responsible for the fiefdom, that is, the honor itself.

If you are in danger, evacuate.

That would be tantamount to giving up the fiefdom, and even more so to giving up the honor of the samurai.

Not only will your reputation plummet, but even the reputation of your family will be ruined, and if you want to save your honor and maintain your family's reputation, you must apologize for your guilt in order to save some honor and reputation.

But even if it is a caesarean section, it is difficult to do it without the corresponding level and a backstage with sufficient strength.

In other words, if you want to commit suicide by caesarean section, you are not qualified!

Of course, there are cowards.

If you don't want to be hanged without dignity, or commit suicide by caesarean section, you can only choose to flee.

Giving up all honor and fame, even the family was disgraced, living like ants in other places, not daring to return to his hometown until he died, becoming a ronin who was despised by both the public family and the samurai, and even dared not expose his real name at will.

It is difficult to turn over in this life, and even future generations can only be poor.

Since then, he has been disqualified from becoming a samurai.

In feudal times.

In particular, there is a class world similar to Japan, which emphasizes lineage and inheritance.

Once you become a civilian, unless you have great luck, comparable to the chance of winning the first prize on the earth in the previous life, you can only get rid of the civilian class by fighting desperately and having earth-shattering achievements.

You must know that even if you go to the battlefield, ordinary ashigaru encounters a defeated samurai, and even the head is not qualified to be cut.

You can only ask a samurai of similar status to come and do it yourself.

The concept of class is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Those who can break the class can only have the opportunity to break away from the common people, a class full of suffering, by studying the mystical yin-yang arts or Buddhism, or by learning the mystical yin-yang arts or Buddhism, and becoming an onmyoji or great monk in the public family.

But it's also a matter of probability and luck, and it's too difficult to get out of the possibility.

That's why the samurai apologized for their crimes.

Caesarean section is also the situation.

The deputies would rather commit suicide than break away from this class.

The samurai who often committed suicide by disembowelment or apologized for their sins can basically save their families and their descendants, so as not to disgrace the family, and even their descendants can only become meat targets for others to test their swords at will, or blood food for monsters to swallow at will.

The current roadside Masao, who promised that the fiefdom of the wild girl on the side of the road was in Bafan Mountain, also took on great pressure.

This is true even if he is the daimyo of Chino Province.

Although Chino Country is large.

But it's only a 50,000-stone feudal country.

There are stronger vassal states above the head, and there are 200,000 stone concrete sa fan directly under the fief to be stronger, not to mention that there are several 50,000 stone fiefdoms under the jurisdiction, and the Qianye country is only one of the ones in the corner.

At the beginning, the father of the wild girl on the side of the road married a monster as his wife, and the incident was almost not suppressed.

Roadside Masao still remembers it vividly.

He was also a daimyo at that time.

If it weren't for the reason, it is estimated that the current roadside family would have been deprived of their reputation in the country of Chino!

In fact, now that he can continue to serve as the daimyo of Chino Country, Masao Roadside has also paid a price, for example, the father of the roadside wild girl died in the battle in the Quelin Mountain, and the mother died of depression for unknown reasons, and the marginalization of the child is one of the costs.

Even his strong strength as a swordsman, stationed in the country of Qianye to defend against demons is also one of the costs.

These are the secrets that have been sealed.

Roadside Masao won't say.

Except for some senior clan elders, the other clan elders or flag warriors are not clear.

Roadside Zhengxiong dared to give the eight fan mountains as a fief to the wild girls on the side of the road.,That's why he's under real pressure.,If there's really an accident.,Die in the fiefdom that's okay.,If you escape back.。

He could only endure the pain and behead the wild girl on the side of the road in person, and announced that he would cut himself to maintain the family's reputation.

The wild girl on the side of the road also understands.

But that's not a problem.

Since he dared to admit Bafan Mountain as a fiefdom, he had the confidence to develop.

In this regard, the elders of the family in the palace and the samurai of the flag book, all of them treated it silently, and did not continue to say anything, since the matter had been decided, of course they had to obey the will of the sect master and choose to obey.

Yukimi Danzi clenched his silver teeth at this time: "This is the stubbornness that comes from the bloodline!"

"Humph!"

After her voice fell, she let out a cold snort: "I hope I don't regret it!"

Then she walked outside, and the cold fog and hoarfrost in the entire palace were rapidly subsiding, turning into repeated white mist and returning to the folds of her kimono: "Since the princess's blood doesn't need us, then let's go!"

The arrival of the Snow Maiden clan was silent, and more than a dozen people retreated in the thick cold mist.

The first place under His Royal Highness.

More than 30 heavily armed samurai all stood up.

Although he didn't make a pursuit move, he still stood up and lined up on both sides of the Imperial Road, the katana in his hand still clenched, and watched coldly as these bold and rude youkai who came to the palace prepared to leave.

Without the meaning of farewell, there is no origin of intimacy between the two parties.

Even if we can meet.

It's just to solve the bad fate of 16 years ago.

Since the current roadside wild girl chooses to continue in human society, the representative of the Snow Girl clan, Yukimi Danko has no chance to be forcibly taken away, and the two sides are not friends, nor are they enemies.

The result of tearing the face is not a wise decision for both parties.

It is enough to maintain the original indifferent attitude.

But just before heading out.

Yukimi's bumpy figure regained its thick cold fog.

The thin kimono can't cover part of the white and tender body, and the beautiful face has a charm that any human being will obsessively obsess, but at this time it is full of solemnity: "Wild girl on the roadside, don't let my sister's blood be defiled!"

After she said this, she couldn't bear the people in the palace, and turned around and walked out of the palace with her clansmen.

With the cold wind howling.

The falling goose feather snow is gradually blown away by the wind.

Soon there was a slight silence outside, and after a while, the faint sound of raindrops appeared, and the air seemed to warm up, and even when the entire palace breathed, there was no white mist between the mouth and nose.

In a short period of time, the palace returned from the cold winter season to the rainy season.

A breeze blows outside the palace.

The earthy smell and the fragrance of flowers and plants at the transition of spring and summer are permeating.

Apparently after the Snow Maiden left, the strange weather changes and temperatures had returned to normal.

Masao on the side of the road was still sitting on a low stool, and after the surroundings returned to normal, he squinted slightly as if to rest, and only after a few breaths did he reopen his eyes and nodded to the old man next to him: "All left." ”

The old head of the roadside family also nodded: "I'll step back for the time being." ”

After speaking, he bowed his head and saluted.

There are still enchantments to deal with in the follow-up Nanzuo Castle, and he needs to personally supervise it.

After all, casually let the monster enter such an important place, it is definitely impossible to be prepared without a little preparation, and it is indispensable to guard against people, not to mention the monster that humans have been fighting for thousands of years, so you must be careful to beware.

Masao on the side of the road raised his hand at the same time and motioned to the samurai of Qimoto: "You should also step down." ”

"Hey!"

The samurai who had been ready immediately responded, saluted, and respectfully withdrew from the palace.

However, they did not disperse immediately, but instead lined up to guard the palace, and led the troops to begin to investigate and patrol Nansa Castle, relying on the imperial samurai and ashigaru waiting on the periphery, they did not dare to be careless.

At the same time, there are also the elders of the separated family, and they still don't need anything to do at this time.

Just for a moment.

There are only two people left in the palace.

Roadside Masao and his grandson, Roadside Wild Girl.

The slaves waiting in the corridor outside were still waiting, and they didn't dare to come in easily, they could live by the daimyo's side for so many years, and they all knew the habits of their masters, so they obeyed the call at this time.

The drizzle is like a curtain, and the sound of subtle raindrops is more like a pearl falling into a silver plate, crisp and pleasant.

The silence in the palace was fierce.

The two were silent.

The wild girl on the side of the road didn't know what to say at this time.

As an elder, Masao on the side of the road exhaled slowly: "Your performance today is good, and you really left a perfect result for our roadside family." As he spoke, his gray hair stretched: "It was beyond my expectations." ”

The wild girl on the side of the road bowed her head and said modestly: "This is what everyone in the roadside family should do." ”

Masao on the side of the road smiled: "Are you sure it's everyone?"

The wild girl on the side of the road frowned: "I don't understand." ”

Roadside Masao shook his head and didn't say much, but stretched out his hand and pointed at him and asked, "You are my own grandson, I don't want to say much about the past, but do you have any plans for the future?"

The wild girl on the side of the road frowned and said, "I should go to the fiefdom as soon as possible, right?"

Ninja Village is in dire need of construction.

This is his immediate priority at the moment, and nothing else matters.

For him now, Ninja Village is the most important hole card and fundamental, if there is no system and the corresponding Ninja Village, even if he does what he does is wrong, it is perfect to be a rich man with peace of mind to live this life.

Without his own powers, and with his guilt, he didn't think it would be perfect.

This is the idea of a wild girl on the side of the road.

Masao on the side of the road frowned slightly: "Do you want to go to the fiefdom so soon?"

He couldn't help but knock his knees with his hands, and said in a deep voice to dissuade: "Although I agree with your choice to guard the Snow Maiden clan, but Wild Girl, you must also know that Bafan Mountain is really extremely dangerous!"

The wild girl on the side of the road shook her head: "But you have promised that it is my fiefdom." ”

Masao on the side of the road frowned and said, "You're not afraid?"

He has spoken of the dangers of the Eight Fan Mountains and the deep Bird Mountains.

Thinking of the two battles that had taken place there, which had cost him thousands of elites and his most valued eldest son, as well as the famous sword he once cherished the most, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

He is over 70 years old, and he really doesn't want to lose his grandson again.

The wild girl on the side of the road said: "I'm not afraid!"

"Good!"

Masao on the side of the road could only nod: "It is worthy of being my own grandson!"

His grandson has said that he is not afraid, so he, his own grandfather, does not have to continue to be afraid.

Looking at the immature face of the wild girl on the side of the road, he vaguely saw a little bit of stubbornness and persistence belonging to that stunning woman, nodded and said softly: "Pack up your things as soon as possible, and let's go." ”

He wanted to say more, but finally sighed and said, "Don't dishonor your father. ”

It is a space for children to grow up safely in exchange for war death.

This is extremely costly.

The wild girl on the side of the road doesn't understand.

But in the face of grandpa's admonition, he still showed a solemn expression on his face: "I will." After a pause, he added, "Maybe I'll make the family proud of me." ”

Roadside Masao nodded: "I believe." ”

The wild girl on the side of the road saluted respectfully and said goodbye, and then walked quickly out of the palace.

The wind and rain were cold again.

The chill of the rainy season.

Masao on the side of the road straightened the haori on his body and reached out to pick up the scabbard placed at his side.

It was full of cracks, and when he held the hilt, it was not the blade that was slowly pulled out of the scabbard, but the half-cut blade that was also full of cracks and still had blue-black marks in the center, which was a broken knife.

He reached over the cracked knife and looked out the window of the palace into the distance.

On the horizon are endless mountain ranges.

It is the Eight Fan Mountain.

And deeper, the mountain of Finkin, which was inhabited by monsters and created the city of Ghost Wolf's Lair!