The three people encountered by Mira and his party were just the advance team that had set off early, and perhaps because they sensed the abnormal movement, they separated from the main force and accelerated to the vicinity of the five people.

When the five of them joined up with the others and returned to the center of the town, they collided with the main force of the shrine maiden, who were pulled by the fair-skinned sacred cow and wore hats with curtains covering their faces.

The only thing that this entire force of more than 100 people emitted was the sound of uniform footsteps and the sound of the armor of the huge ghosts and gods guarding the sides.

The lower classes of the people held their breath and all knelt and kowtowed, while the samurai were able to kneel on one knee. The ones who bent down and bowed were the Chinese, and most of the most exquisitely dressed people standing on the side of the road and their retinue were the state pastors of Taizhou Prefecture, who had come to Anshang from the south at this moment to congratulate the northern expedition of the witch army.

A group of people who happened to bump into the formation retreated into the side alley, and the three people in front of them did not embarrass their team, which had several members of the Southern Barbarian Alien Nation, but it did not mean that the people of the main force would do the same.

The number of people was not even comparable to the garrison of Anshang Ichisuke, but because of the more than sixty tall ghosts and gods, the majestic team walked through the street in a solemn silence.

Most of the oni wore light helmets with their faces exposed, and some wore only forehead gold to protect their foreheads, and because of their size, they used armor that was thicker than that of samurai. If there is anything that can penetrate a single weapon, it is most likely only the cavalry spear charge of Rigal's heavy cavalry.

The two-horned hardness of the Onidosus is slightly weaker than that of steel. Although this is a natural head defense, because the horns are their pride, helmets or light foreheads will basically have protruding horns made of sheet metal to protect the horns from damage.

The broken horn was once seen as a scar proof of valor and bravery, but now it is only despised as a stupid brute who lacks intelligence and does not know how to use equipment.

It's a formidable force, anyone can tell.

With heavy armor and an average height of more than two meters, and an average weight of more than two hundred and fifty kilograms, even if these ghosts and gods did not have a suitable vehicle to ride, with the impact of their strong physical fitness, they were enough to exert the power of a charge comparable to that of the same number of heavy cavalry.

The mountainous Moon Country lacks a large flat space suitable for spreading out an entire spear cavalry force, and the Japanese warriors with archers and horses far inferior to Rigal's physique are far inferior to those of Rigal, and even if they form an array to charge against the oni gods, most of them will only look like moths to a fire.

The Great Bow that Kazuto is proud of may be able to break through the surface of heavy armor with an armor-piercing arrow, but it will only get stuck on it, and it will be difficult to achieve effective damage that can knock down opponents.

The heavy armor that strengthens the lower half of the body allows the Oni to charge fearlessly in the face of the pikemen's array, directly smashing the spearmen's weapons with a giant weapon in their hands that ordinary humans cannot use, and smashing into the array.

This is the true elite of the Moon Country, and even a well-trained Rigal knight will be extremely difficult to win one-on-one or even many-on-one.

With such a physique and good equipment, the ghost god clan who formed a three-person team was afraid that even if they encountered the earth dragon, they would dare to confront it head-on.

And such a force, this entire 60 but combat effectiveness comparable to 100 heavily armed samurai, is only a squadron of the forbidden army directly under Xinjing.

Three people are in small groups, four teams are one squadron, and four 12-man squads plus a 13-man squadron directly under the squadron, including one commander, a total of 61 people, one squadron.

A breakthrough hand with a blunt golden rod or a large sword, a long-pole hand with a giant naginata more than three meters long, and a long-range hand with a giant bow in the back. The composition of the Oni God Clan troops, which was known through the mouths of Narumi and others, further made people realize that these guys were not just brainless giant subhumans like giants or ogres.

They know tactics and have the wisdom to use equipment. And both the face and the posture are very similar to human beings - by human standards, the men and women of the ghost god clan can even be said to be handsome - but this beauty has a sense of distance, similar to an elf, making people afraid to approach in awe.

The team was far away, but the people outside the alley and Narumi and others who were kneeling on one knee at the intersection still maintained their postures.

"Scattered, scattered!" it wasn't until what seemed to be the personnel under the command of the Taizhou Prefecture in the distance shouted that everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, got up, talked about it, and looked in the direction where the large army had disappeared.

The governor and his retinue breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the palanquin and began to swagger towards the Taizhou mansion, and the people discussed this rare scene and increased their conversation, which must continue for a long time to come.

Although some people wonder why such an elite would come to the north, the decision of the big names above is never something for civilians to speculate about.

Doing one's duty as one's own should be, and this is the right way to ensure peace in this country for more than 4,000 years.

Even Aya breathed a sigh of relief.

Shinkyo noticed it.

What is happening in the north, Xinjing is not ignorant. This whole powerful and highly targeted team is obviously closely related to the anomalies in the previous domain.

Although the list in his hand still has the value and necessity of handing in, but knowing that Xinjing has raised alarm against the north and sent such a heavyweight elite force to deal with it, most of the people who learned the inside story let out a long breath.

"Now, it is estimated that Qingzhi will be saved!" "Lao Qiao, who is straightforward, actually has a careful place, although he didn't say anything about the situation of Qingzhi Town, where he was born and raised, he always kept it in mind. At this time, it can be regarded as letting go of the heart that has been hanging.

"Yes, the divine power of the ghost god clan and the witch with the power of the gods, such a swaggering appearance is also to give a deterrent to potential plotters. The great god next to him also nodded.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" and Narumi didn't answer them, got up and walked to Yajiro, who was still pale in the corner.

"Mostly...... I've been cultivating for a while. Although the wound did not hurt the main blood vessels, Yajiro, who had lost a lot of blood and physical strength, was very weak due to the large area and the fact that it had cracked open again in the subsequent battle, and his heart was racing.

Ming Hai nodded, and then helped him onto the horse: "I'll take the young master to find Lang Zhong first." He said this, aiming at Henry and the others, the word Lang Zhong corresponds to the doctor in the language of the Moon Country, and it had been a while since they came here, and even Kaleva could understand the word - they nodded.

After all, the high-ranking samurai was still only concerned about his immediate superiors, and Narumi did not pay attention to the situation of Mira and the others. First, the few of them did not show any visible signs of injury or fatigue or unsteadiness other than embarrassment, and second, although they had become familiar with each other after traveling together for a while, they were not the role that the samurai were responsible for.

It's a bit cold and unforgiving, but that's the reality. Traveling with a companion may take care of you at some times, but they are still not as good as real friends and close people.

It was a cruel and merciless time, and the samurai lived that way. If you don't have the ability to take care of yourself, they won't clean up the mess for you every time.

They all understood this, and even the four women didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

In order to gain recognition in this male-dominated society, an independent character and a decisive decision are essential.

Mira, Lulu, Sakura, and Aya clearly possess this trait, and even the most delicate of Miss Doctor is a tenacious woman with great mobility and the ability to complete a miraculous journey north without anyone accompanying her.

Why rely on it, why appeal, why can't I go on my own if I have hands and feet—but let us get back to where we were.

Although most people, including the samurai army and Miss Doctor, were genuinely relieved to see this force appear—and she could understand it, because it was as if 100 sages had suddenly appeared—it was strange, but it was reassuring.

But Mira still has a trace of uneasiness in her heart, a trace of disobedience.

Ghouls react to magic, and it seems that the snow falling from the sky is causing her magic to start a reverse current.

The black snow is condensed by the witch's magic escape, and it does have a certain degree of influence for those who have a magic pool, and they have felt it in the past. When spiritual resonance is achieved in a specific situation, it can even be used as a medium to perceive the witch's emotions.

But this time it's different.

The snow was empty, and despite its strange magical power, it was lifeless and emotionless.

Was the ghoul manipulating it to fall? Or was someone else doing it? Was that person the one manipulating the ghoul — no, before that.

- Northland's apparently magic-related anomaly and sheer scale is too large to ignore.

- This is an assassination ghoul that has a magical reaction.

The samurai were laughing and laughing with ease on their faces, and with the noisy and lively street in the background, Miss Doctor breathed a sigh of relief, while Oiran asked Lulu about how to use long-range weapons.

But Mira only felt that all this was at some distance from her.

It's as if everything is false, and if you reach out and touch it, you will be torn apart by ripples like the reflection of a calm lake.

"If ......."

"What if they're headed for a trap?"

She finally couldn't hold back and voiced her doubts: "If, this is." What about the traps that are deliberately targeted at them?"

"It's all too good, it's too ......," she sorted out her words, but was about to look up to continue, when Henry held out a hand on Mira's shoulder and stopped her.

"Poof—" She knew the reason immediately.

"Relax!" laughed the samurai.

"You obviously don't understand, and you don't understand, how strong our troops really are. The great god shook his head.

"In the face of absolute power, trickery is of no avail. Even Aya said this to her, her eyes feeling a little strange to Mira, and the girl turned her head to meet Henry's deep gray pupils behind her.

The sage didn't open her mouth to explain, and there was always some reason for inaction, until this moment she was finally faintly able to perceive.

Even if these people seem to accept them, even if the two sides come together to form a team that has always been harmonious and largely tacit.

They too.

After all, it's a foreigner.

Born in Crescent and raised in the culture of the Moon Country, they don't understand the samurai's pride in their country.

A sense of identity is the privilege of the party who believes that he has a strong position.

They are not equal.

When they came to a foreign land, the Rigales, who were contemptuously called "Nanban" whenever they met him, were looked at from a top-down perspective.

After achieving results and proving their abilities, they were given the label of "identification" by the strong party and became companions.

But that's about it.

Henry remained silent, he would not speak out about his doubts, nor on how many similar situations he had been through.

Because he understands that they won't listen.

The powerful self-confidence accumulated by the 4,000-year-old civilization of the Moon Country can be shaken by the words of just one or two southern barbarians.

She'll be like a ship of immense size.

Although it is intimidating, it is also difficult to turn because of its size.

It may have been off course for the storm at some point, but because the change was so slow that no one would notice until it had accumulated to a certain threshold and the collapse had become out of control.

No, maybe someone noticed.

But such a voice, even if it comes from within, will drown in a powerful self-confidence.

Everyone firmly believes that this 4,000-year-old empire will continue to exist until the next 4,000 years, and that nothing will change and that it will always be so brilliant.

The collapse is not coming, but has already begun.

But they didn't react, and even the Aota samurai who came out of the bloody domain still laughed and thought that Mira's worries were superfluous and naïve.

Even Aya, who got the list of rebel nobles, was thinking about using this credit to fight for something, and never worried about whether Shinkyo's ignorance of the rebels would affect the tilt of the battlefield scales.

It's a self-confidence that's so powerful that it's hard to shake, comparable to faith.

Like Henry in Mira's eyes—if anyone told her that the sage was heading for a trap that could lead to his defeat, the white-haired girl would probably just think that the other person just didn't know how powerful her teacher was.

But he's not invincible.

Neither is Shinjing.

“...... There's only so much you can do. Henry shook his head, the glow of magic in his gray-blue eyes dimmed.

A simple and simple sentence, but it contains a lot of emotion.

A sage with boundless knowledge is supposed to be the one who guides the way, the one who rings the bell.

But what if people insist on going in the other direction?

What if people think that dreams are real and don't want to wake up?

A sparsely numbered army of elite shrine maidens and demons set out on their way to the domain.

And the residents of Taizhou, who watched them leave, still have no idea what is going to happen at this moment.

Fresh sights and stories were passed on from word of mouth to praise the greatness of their country, the power of their armies, and the eternity of their royal family, and those who could not witness it beat their chests and regretted it.

This seems to be just another episode in the days of peace, and at most some more talking points will not change the eternal peace and unity of this country that has lasted for more than 4,000 years.

Yes, it's just a small episode.

It's like the massacre in the swamp village that has been forgotten, and the town of Aochi, which has changed hands and has an undercurrent that everyone turns a blind eye to.

It's just.

Another humble vignette.