The wind howls in the mountains, rolling up the dust that enchants the eyes.

The man on the journey couldn't help but narrow his eyes and tighten his cloak. The road is lined with lush trees, but in autumn, the properties are no longer green, but are getting deeper and deeper, and some of the leaves have begun to dry up.

The man whose face was obscured by the cloak was most eye-catching was his long black sheath knife that hung from his waist. Although because of the demon clan a few years ago, people who often walk outside have the habit of wearing weapons.

But to be honest, if you really run into a youkai on the way, it's useless for you to bring 10,000 swords. After all, it's all about one person......

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