Along the way, standing on the border between the Land of Iron and the Land of Fire, and looking back at the wide and neat continent, the Holy Kingdom said to Okisuke: "The road is wide!" Okisuke nodded a little blankly, while responding.

"It's a little wider, in the middle of last year, some ministers felt that it was too narrow and it seemed stingy in the Iron Country, so it was widened." , Okisuke was a little ignorant, he didn't quite understand what the Holy Kingdom wanted to express.

When the Holy Kingdom came two years ago, although this road was built quite well, it was still much narrower than the roads in the Iron Country. Originally, only two carriages could pass side by side, but after being widened, it was enough for four or five carriages to pass at the same time. The widening of the intersection may be like what Okisuke said, the big man feels that the road is too narrow to fit the image of the current Iron Country, but in fact, from the perspective of the Holy Country, the intersection has become wider, which means that real peace is approaching.

If the caravans and travelers coming and going to the Iron Country can't see a single one for a few days, and even if they do, there are only a few dozen carriages, so why expand the road for the flow of people at this point? You must know that expanding roads, even if it is only a short section, is a big project in this world of extremely backward productivity. A large amount of stone needs to be mined, and it takes simple carving to get it down, and after carving, it takes manpower to transport the stone from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain and then to the border line.

It also requires people to cut down the surrounding trees, fill in or bulldoze the soil, and lay the foundation before the stones can be driven into the ground.

Each of these requires an incalculable amount of money, and if peace had not come, if it was still a time of war, or if it was shrouded in the clouds of war, how could the Iron Nation have built such a wide road? Is it to build a basic road for them in case someone wants to attack the Land of Iron? Surely not, it was precisely because the atmosphere of peace was getting stronger, and the number of tourists and merchants traveling between the land of iron and fire increased, and trade began to flourish with the arrival of peace. Whether it is for the façade or for the sake of affordability, it is necessary to repair this road.

I didn't care too much about Okisuke's ignorant holy country, this adult was full of thoughts about getting stronger, stronger, and stronger. He once asked Okisuke what would happen if he became the strongest samurai one day? Okisuke laughed heartily, saying that if one day he is really the best in the world, then he will be very happy, after all, there is only one person in the world who can do this, and this person is him.

After throwing away all the eyes that were blinded by earthly power and wine-colored wealth, Okisuke's talent was finally revealed. In fact, his talent is not bad, and his perseverance and perseverance are also okay, otherwise he would not have become the dojo master of the Renxin Dojo. It's just that he spends too much time assisting Mifune in handling official affairs and calming down the matter, so his force is far lower than he should be.

He woke up the moment when the Holy Kingdom slashed his chest open, severing the pillars in the dojo and causing the roof to tilt and collapse. He suddenly realized that all the power and pleasure were far from the pleasure of being strong. As soon as he fell unconscious and woke up, he realized what he really wanted to pursue - power!

The power to cut through everything!

Everyone needs to go through a soul cleansing to be able to find the true value of their existence, and Osuke has found it, so he won't be confused anymore.

The two of them walked another distance, and the moment the two feet of the Holy Kingdom stepped from the Land of Iron to the Land of Fire, he suddenly felt as if he had experienced something. When he looked back again, his eyes were a little different from what he had just been. Looking at the Iron Country, which had almost been trodden by him, quietly behind him, he suddenly felt a little strange. And the country of fire, which he doesn't actually know much about, has an inexplicable kindness.

I'm home!

"Hurry up, if you're lucky, you might even get a ride!" There is a post station at the foot of the hillside not far from here, which is used by passers-by and caravans for repairs. Later, because it was located on the border between the Land of Iron and the Land of Fire, some merchants felt that bartering here would save them the time and expense of going to the Land of Fire to sell out and then resupply. Starting with a few small caravans, it gradually became lively, and there were also some shanty towns around it, gathering some popularity.

The area is home to a number of tourists with its unique wares from the Land of Iron and Fire, and it has gradually become a place similar to a trade market. Quite a few caravans would stop here, trade, and then make their way back. If they could, they could find a caravan or carriage willing to take them on a ride before lunch, and they would have saved a lot of effort.

As soon as I didn't enter this small market, I saw a lot of people crowded on the side of the road, as if something had happened. Okisuke pushed through the crowd and let Seikoku in, and with the explanations of the enthusiastic onlookers, and with Seikoku witnessing it, he finally figured it out. It turned out that there was a dead person in this small bazaar, it was said that a ninja had his head removed from the street by another ninja, leaving only a headless corpse.

The frightened merchants immediately sought out the Border Patrol of the Fire Nation and told them about it, and they had come to check it out.

Three soldiers in bamboo armor and spears stood next to a corpse with a hat that was obviously better dressed and a hat was a good grade, the corpse had no head, the cut of the neck was very flat, the blood was almost empty, and the muscles had taken on a faint grayish-white color. Several people gathered around and whispered, and after a while, the guy who was obviously the leader had the body rolled up with a straw mat, and the ground was also cleaned, and it seemed that he had no intention of pursuing it.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, they left. Before leaving, they simply said that this was a vendetta incident, and the government would keep an eye on it and solve it as soon as possible.

Even if they know that it is a lie, some people are stunned and force themselves to believe it.

At this moment, someone around the Holy Kingdom sneered. He turned his head to look, and a strong man with a pale face and obviously some abnormal development smiled disdainfully. When he looked at the strong man, the strong man was very alert to the gaze of the Holy Kingdom, looked down, and did not pay any more attention. He pulled something out of his bosom, flipped through a few pages, pulled one of the pages out, and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket on the other side.

The Holy Kingdom noticed that there was a drop of blood in the corner of his sleeve, dark red blood, which had not yet completely dried.