Somewhat unexpectedly, after being defeated by the sage almost unilaterally, the young master, who had originally looked evil, did not embarrass them.

Perhaps it was because the sage pointed out the shortcomings of his martial arts, and this impact was far greater than the shame of being defeated by provocation, he walked aside silently and said nothing, and did not pay attention to the group.

This can be regarded as a relief to Mira and Sakura, as well as the samurai leader next to him, because if this young master is angry and asks the samurai captain to execute the three of them on the spot, with the strict relationship between superiors and subordinates in the country of the moon, he can indeed only obey his fate.

Even if the execution of the master's guests will cause his own head to fall to the ground, if he wants to get angry with the young master, it is something that the master is qualified to do.

This is the scene only in the country of the moon, which has a 4,000-year-old feudal tradition, and not only are commoners not allowed to rebel against the samurai nobles, but the lower samurai are also absolutely obedient to the orders of the higher nobles.

They had to follow a series of strict and impersonal rules: from the moment they were sensible, as warriors, not only must their martial arts be honed all the time, but how to serve the monarch has also been taught by word and deed from generation to generation, forming an unshakable standard.

There are no rules, there is no circle, and what constitutes the stability of the country of the moon for 4,000 years, and what constitutes the root of the samurai class, is the code that needs to be strictly observed from top to bottom.

This may be the most fundamental difference between this country and Rigal, the Luoan girl thought carefully as she observed the movements and serious faces of these warriors.

The king of the Rigal people is the law, and in the realm of the nobility, the nobility itself is a certain degree of law.

If there is a wise man to guide it, then a country and a city can naturally prosper. But if you encounter a person who is unscrupulous, then the state or city-state is bound to decline because of the ignorance and incompetence of the individual.

In other words, the fate of many Rigal states is tied to the personal competence of their supreme leader.

People make mistakes and are impulsive. Therefore, throughout the ages, there have always been famous sayings and aphorisms such as "the Lord must not be angry and raise a teacher, and he will not be discouraged and cause war".

But the country of the moon is different, although what she sees is only like a leopard in a tube, not the whole picture, but the Luo An girl can vaguely feel it.

The whole country is controlled by a strict code that reigns above all else, a tradition that has been followed by all classes of citizens for generations. Because it's not human, it's not like people make mistakes and are impulsive. The royal family of the Land of the Moon, who call themselves the Sons of the Great Moon God, have risen from the leader of the mortal world to the embodiment of the Godhead, and with the mystery of this transcendent status, they have erased many of the things that need to be carried as human beings.

They were the supreme leaders of the country, but perhaps not as enthusiastic as the emperors and kings of Rigal in terms of temporal power.

Inhuman existence, intangible existence, a way of life, a class concept that absolute reason must absolutely abide by. These traditions and rules, which are so strict that even most of the Suomirs would be ashamed, have built the peace of the Moon Country for more than 4,000 years.

Our ancestors have lived in this way for generations, and the country's prosperity for more than 4,000 years is enough to prove the superiority of this way of valuing the collective will over the will of the individual.

Therefore, if the young master of the Qing Governor's Mansion ordered the samurai to kill three people, they would definitely follow it, even if they had to apologize for their crimes later, they would not hesitate.

Because they care more about whether they are rebelling against the class they came from, whether they are rebelling against the traditions of the country, than being right.

In a way, Mira was surprised by this.

But in other ways, she felt a little understandable.

Human thinking has inertia, and if something is done for a long time, it will become a habit, and when the habit is formalized and recognized by many people, it will become the common "tradition" of these people.

How hard is it to break habits?

For her part, after getting used to having enough money in the world of Rigal to buy all kinds of ingredients and equipment such as field camping tents, Mira felt seriously uncomfortable when she became helpless again in the Moon Country.

And that's just a habit of a year or two.

To make these samurai deviate from the rules they had been taught since they were sensible and to follow for more than ten years came from their own resistance, fearing that it would be far greater than the small inconvenience of the white-haired girl herself.

After passing a few more doors, it was clear from the small, unadorned houses that they were all backed up by some back-of-house and utility room, and finally came to a two-story longhouse, which looked like the dwelling of a big man.

The high-sounding city lord's mansion, with an endless stream of guests every day, is obviously not something that Henry and his party can pass. Once you bump into a long-tongued woman, then the news that the Lord of Qingzhi Castle has received a group of southern barbarians will spread like the wind.

Therefore, when they came, they walked through the secret passage, and the place where they waited for the city lord was also located in the private residence of the city lord's family at the back of the mansion, not the main hall of the office.

It's all guarded by henchmen and samurai, and it's not a place where casual visitors can enter and exit.

"Please wait for the Lord in the tea room. The samurai leader said this, and then waved his hand to the samurai, who were holding the weapons of the three people they had confiscated earlier, to the side and put their things away in the warehouse.

"Please take off your shoes. The samurai leader spoke again, then gestured twice to his men, and most of them dispersed, leaving only two with spears on either side.

"Click—" A kneeling woman inside the tearoom opened the door with her head bowed, then bowed to the samurai leader and withdrew. She didn't lift her head the whole time, but her movements were still fluid.

Although it is called a longhouse, it may be more appropriate to say that it is actually a long corridor with multiple compartments. Henry and the others took off their dirty shoes, and unexpectedly, the samurai leader also walked up with them.

The mansion of the lord of Aozchi Castle is also a typical Japanese-style building. Due to its location near the river and the damp and cold ground, the house itself was lifted off the ground by wooden shelves. The group left their shoes on the dirt floor, then stepped on the flat planks and walked into the interior of the tea room upholstered with straw.

The tea room, with the paper doors open on both sides, was very bright, and after Henry, Mira, and Sakura had all sat down casually, the samurai captain walked in.

The interior of the teahouse is not much decorated, except for a papier-mâché lantern on the other side, only a small round table with black paint in the center, and a mahogany cabinet directly opposite the three of them, and a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the cabinet.

"The Lord still has official business, but my subordinates have already gone to inform you of your arrival, so please wait here with me. As he spoke, the samurai captain unfastened the straps of his helmet, drew the long knife from his two swords, and placed it on the side of the cabinet behind him, before removing his armor.

His immediate operation was not only Mira, but even Henry couldn't help but mention the nature. The samurai leader spun a flat rotating rod at the top of the helmet, and after aligning it with the long grooves on the curved frame, the entire helmet was stacked from an upright conical structure into a circle composed of countless large and small circles.

He then folded the armor, which was made up of chain mail and square pieces of armor, and folded it with his helmet and placed it next to him.

This light equipment was easy to store, and the Luoan girl's eyes lit up, and the samurai leader noticed the details, but he didn't say a word.

The weight of the armor is lifted, and there is a slight embroidery under it, but it can be seen that the material is only a single-layer regular dress of cotton and linen. The style is very ordinary and people in wide clothing. The warriors of the Land of the Moon did not wear layers of linen or thick cushions filled with cotton, perhaps because the weather was hotter and hotter, or perhaps simply because the long peace meant that they didn't need that level of defense.

"Narumi-sama. The woman who had opened the door of the tearoom and exited walked in again, kneeling in the doorway and bowing to the samurai, and it was only then that the three of them learned the name of the samurai leader.

Narumi, with a pair of sword eyebrows and a white beard, nodded at the woman, who brought in a wooden square plate from the side of the door with several cups of hot tea on it.

Quietly, silently, and with her hands and feet, she placed the teacups on the low table one by one, and then without saying a word, she brought out the folded armor that Narumi had put next to her.

It can be seen that the servant woman often does this kind of thing, because although the armor has some weight, she does not seem to be struggling.

"Please, maybe it's a little bitter for the two of you who came from across the ocean, and this one here" Narumi didn't finish his sentence, and the three of them just nodded politely, and took the thick green tea in stoneware teacups in turn.

The cool temperatures of early spring mist the tea, and the unglazed stoneware teacups are hand-kneaded into a bamboo texture, apparently due to the ingenuity of the potters who make them to express the local characteristics of Aochi.

Mira took a sip, then almost choked.

The sage on the side also frowned, but continued to drink without saying a word.

"It's bitter. "Miss Luo'an was a little unwell, the tea served here was quite different from the one she had drunk in the village before.

"It's made with green tea leaves that have been ground and brewed, so the flavor is different. Sakura looked at her furrowed eyebrows and explained with a slight amusement.

What we couldn't get used to was not forced for the time being, and our young Luoan maiden put down the teacup in her hand and began to look out, while the three elders, the Sage and the Oiran and the Samurai, continued to drink the hot tea in the cup in silence.

Time passed slowly, and the sky gradually darkened, but not entirely because of the approaching night.

The cold wind blew by, and the two maids trotted and handed the samurai who were guarding the door a robe made of plants. They thanked them, added large robes to their shoulders, replaced the helmets on their heads with rain-proof hats, and continued to stand on guard. And not long after, the rain poured down.

The rain that flowed down the eaves of the longhouse fell on the side of the samurai, and something made of bamboo in the distant courtyard suddenly turned to the other side with a "bang!" after it was filled with water, attracting the attention of the white-haired girl.

She blinked, motionless at the rain that was spilled diagonally by the wind, and at the ornaments in the yard.

The previous maid came in for the third time and lit the lantern in the corner with a firebreaker, enveloping the interior of the tea room, whose visibility had been reduced by dark clouds, with a warm orange glow.

After a while, a noisy footstep came from not far away, but it was not the city lord who had been waiting for a long time as expected.

"Knock-" "Ah-" After a muffled sound, it was a familiar but long-lost dumbfounded voice.

"Don't you always be like this, okay. This was followed by a female voice that was seriously worded, but with a hint of helplessness.

"Don't blame me, who made the house over here always build so low-ah-hh

"Ladies and gentlemen, please. The maid's voice sounded, and then Galeva, who was covering her head, and Miss Doctor, Lulu and the missionary, appeared at the door on the other side.

"Ahh

"Huh?" and Mira rolled her eyes.

"You, also arrested?" Before he could react, he directly explained the reason why they were here—although the sage had already guessed everything, after all, as he thought, there were really few people in their group who knew how to hide their eyes.

"yes. Henry shrugged his shoulders and lied, his face unchanged and his heart skipping a beat.

"Alas. Aya sighed as she held her forehead, and looked at Sakura, who had changed her short hair, - she hadn't actually noticed the other until this time, because it was only a one-sided relationship before, and the image of Oiran had changed too much.

"What will happen next?" said Age, who was so thin that his cheekbones protruded, that no one knew what kind of abuse he had suffered during his time in captivity, but the others were ruddy, apparently because the timid young missionary himself was too frightened to eat.

When the girl was still on the ship, she always felt that a fuss like him and a missionary across the ocean to become a missionary were really self-defeating.

Now she feels more and more that her vision is getting sharper and sharper.

The samurai leader, Narumi, quietly retreated to a corner of the tearoom, making room for the reunion. It's just that people are under the roof, and they don't talk too much. After a little pleasantry, they all sat down quietly.

"I see. The maid who had led them over said something to Narumi, and the samurai leader nodded.

"The lord wants you to wait here for a while after you merge the currents. After he had finished his official business, he invited you to come with him and have dinner with him. ”