Since getting the news from Yoshizawa Fujino in the middle of the night, Tomohiko discussed it with Baicha and Xiaonan. In view of the fact that Ryuta Hiraoka had already noticed that the delay would change, they decided to go to Tianxi Mountain overnight.

At this time, the three of them were hiding in the shadows, looking at the temple not far away, discussing countermeasures.

"It's still two hours before dawn, and according to Yoshizawa Fujino's information, Ryuta Hiraoka should be in the side hall on the left side of the temple at this time. And as soon as it is dawn, Takata Hiraoka will go to the martial arts arena for morning exercises. So, we need to get to the north side of the temple and complete the task within two hours. Any questions?"

Looking at Baicha and Xiaonan, Peng Yan said softly.

Shaking their heads, Baicha and Xiaonan both said that they had no objections.

Although according to the intelligence, there are at least thirty or more bandits around Hita Hiraoka, but for the three of Tomohiko, although these bandits are more fierce than ordinary people, they have not undergone professional training, they are just a drizzle, and they cannot pose a threat at all.

In the world of ninjas, the only ones who can hinder them from carrying out their tasks are ninjas.

Without attracting any attention, the three of them easily crossed the carefully arranged defense line of the bandits and came to the side hall of the temple.

This is where Ryuta Hiraoka rests.

However, just as the three of them were about to make a move, a man's voice suddenly came from the side hall.

"My lord, it's not early, you also made an appointment with the adults in the front hall for morning exercise today, and I brought a maid to help you wash. ”

"Hmm...... Is it that time? Looks like they've been a little lazy lately, well, let them in. ”

Gesturing to Baicha and Xiao Nan and asking them to find a place to hide, Peng Yan climbed up the wall softly, cautiously poked out half of his head, and looked into the side hall.

In the courtyard of the side hall, under the command of the man who spoke, six maids rushed in with all kinds of utensils, and through the orange light of the lantern lamp, a figure who was getting up behind the sliding door could be faintly seen.

After observing the situation in the courtyard in general, Peng Yan's gaze couldn't help but fall on the man in the courtyard. The man was wearing a navy blue samurai uniform, and it could be seen that there were obvious traces of pulp, his hair was not loose like the bandits they met along the way, but in a bun, and the katana he held in his left hand was also longer than that used by other bandits, and the workmanship of the scabbard was obviously not the color of the goods on the street stalls.

Peng Yan couldn't help frowning, this person gave him a different feeling. That's a temperament that is different from other bandits. Along the way, the bandits they met were either undisciplined, lazy, or hideous and selective, but this person gave Peng Yan a sense of calm and perseverance.

Pouting and throwing his thoughts out of his mind, Tomohiko decided not to think about it anymore, and the most important thing for now was to complete their task.

"No matter who you are, you can only be sorry. ”

After muttering to himself, Peng Yan gestured to Baicha and Xiao Nan in the shadows, which means "quick battle".

Seeing Peng Yan's gesture, Xiao Nan sealed her hands and launched the "Narakumi Technique", which she is best at.

The next moment, I saw the man in the courtyard with a stiff expression, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

At the same time, Baicha also moved, only to see him leap over the wall one by one, rushing forward, and at the same time pulling out the ninja knife at his waist with his right hand and slashing at the man.

However, just when Baicha thought that he was nine out of ten, the man turned around sharply and used the katana in his hand to block the blade of Baicha.

Seeing the poor clothes in front of him, the man seemed to be puzzled, and asked as if confirmed, "Ninja?"

At this time, Xiao Nan's voice came from behind Baicha in the distance: "Be careful!

"Eldest sister, I'm going to be killed by you......"

complained in a low voice, Baichao didn't dare to slack off, and took advantage of the man's distraction, the blade of the knife in his right hand turned, turning into a cut, forcing the man to let go of his right hand holding the scabbard.

Then, without waiting for the other party to react, Baicha's left hand suddenly stretched out, firmly grasped the man's scabbard, and vigorously pulled it into his arms, and at the same time flew out with a sharp kick, kicked it away, and finally snatched the katana in the opponent's hand.

A series of actions such as chopping, kicking, and grabbing knives were done in one go, as if flowing water, and Peng Yan, who was directly teaching, couldn't help but applaud.

But Baicha was obviously not satisfied with this, only to see that after he grabbed the sword, he did not pause at all, and directly smashed the katana in his hand at the man in front of him, hindering the other party's attempt to get up, and at the same time jumped forward, and the ninja knife in his right hand slashed through his neck accurately, bringing a rain of blood.

"Ahh......h Belch...... Ugh"

The man knelt on the ground, looking at the katana lying quietly on the ground, his hands covering his neck gushing with blood, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. He was so unwilling, because he never exerted even one-tenth of his strength from beginning to end, and he was always occupied by the other party from beginning to end. Even until the moment of death, he did not draw his favorite katana.

Is this the price? Can't die on the battlefield in the same way that a samurai should die, and that's the price I, Yuta Kaga, have to pay? If that's the case, then I hope my death will bring a little change to the world.

Gradually, the unwillingness in Yuta Kaga's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a kind of peace that he had died. With the last bit of strength in his body, he controlled his body to lean back, staring at the glimmer of the distant sky and not moving, leaving only his own blood to rush outward.

Shaking off the blood beads on his knife, Momocha glanced at Yuta Kaga lightly, and then turned his attention to the back of the sliding door of the side hall. Although I don't know what the reason for the final change in the other party's expression, Baicha has no intention of delving into it. In these years, although it is said to be a time of peace, it is too normal for someone to die or something.

After exhaling deeply, Baicha stabilized his beating heart, clenched the ninja knife in his right hand, put on a posture that was easy to exert force, and looked intently towards the side hall.

Although the battle just now was only divided in an instant, from the few strokes of the rabbit's ups and downs, Baicha can still have a general understanding of the opponent's strength - if he hadn't taken the lead, the victory and defeat would still be between five and five.

A doorman can have such a level, so the strength of Ryuta Hiraoka can be imagined.

The mission has just begun.