[Lord Gintama] Overlooking the Throne

Chapter 21

The dark clouds dissipated, and the bright moon was in the sky. Through the open carved wooden windows, the room was filled with tranquility.

The gorgeous double cherry blossoms are painted on the screen, and the water mist is dense, and the lingering mist looks like tiny white snakes floating in the water.

In the warm and clear pool water, he comfortably closed his eyes and meditated, humming an out-of-tune tune from time to time.

The sound of the water gradually, and the daimyo inadvertently heard the slight, almost silent footsteps behind the screen.

"Ayano, bring the sake to the old man." Miscalculating who was coming, Daimyo ordered it as a matter of course, and didn't even bother to open his eyes.

"..."

There was no sound.

Daimyo, who had already had an epiphany in his heart, slowly opened his eyes, and heard the clear sound of "water" dripping into the pool.

Lowering his head slightly, he saw the dazzling bright red smudged in the water, as delicate and charming as the other shore flowers blooming on Naihe Road.

There was an almost invisible moment of stiffness, but soon relieved, the daimyo stood up from the pool, took off the bathrobe hanging on the screen, put it on naturally, and then unsurprisingly I saw half of my arm protruding from behind the screen.

Viscous blood slid down the snow-white arm and the pure white tiles into the warm pool.

The contrast between red and white looks particularly intrusive and eerie in this dead and silent night.

"Are you here to kill this old man?" Sneered, this well-known sensualist, licentious day and night, and powerful daimyo, unexpectedly did not show the slightest expression of fear.

"Yeah." A girl's brisk voice came from behind the screen. The extremely complex and gorgeous screen was suddenly cut in half and fell to the sides. The screen fell into the water and splashed in all directions, like Snowflakes flying all over the sky under the cloudy winter sky.

The moonlight enters the house, the girl under the moonlight, her soft long hair is blown and fluttered by the wind, holding a plain white samurai sword, her beautiful face is filled with a gentle smile, but in her light purple eyes, from beginning to end In the end, it is like the moon in the sky, cold and indifferent.

The girl was wearing the clothes worn by a geisha just now. Obviously, she had already lurked in and waited patiently until he placed his order.

"What's your name?" From the day he took refuge in Heaven, the daimyo who had expected the situation today was very calm, "I at least need to know who killed me."

"It's really entangled in meaningless things." The girl couldn't understand this, but she replied honestly, "My name is Yoshida Chiha, and I am not a famous person. Hey, do you have any last words? Please hurry up." Say something, if there is no more, then I will send you on your way."

"Yoshida...?" Saying that familiar surname, Daimyo smiled, "Are you from the Songyang sect?"

"Yeah." The girl looked surprised, then nodded.

"Haha, no wonder." Shaking his head, the daimyo was helpless, "the frenzied noble son Gui Xiaotaro, the governor of the Ghost Squad, and the famous White Yaksha... that fellow Songyang really cultivated a group of villains."

"..."

"Look at the sword in your hand. The scabbard is white and the blade is thin and long. It is obviously suitable for fast swords. If the old man's guess is correct, you are a ghost." With a low smile, the daimyo said, "You can die in the rumor In the hands of Ghost Slayer, who can kill even ghosts, this old man will not be in vain to come to this world."

"You don't seem to be afraid of death at all." Surprised by Daimyo's uncharacteristic reaction, Yoshida Chiha was not in a hurry to act.

"Afraid?" Surprised by the word in the girl's mouth, the daimyo said, "This old man has been pursuing money and power all his life. With these two, everything that others in the world covet is also available. The old man's pursuit has been followed. The old man's heart, whether it is to frame a warrior or take refuge in heaven and man, since the old man dares to do it, he will not be afraid of death. Compared with this, the old man thinks that what you people with lofty ideals are looking for is illusory, ghost cut , let me ask you, do you really think that you can expel the heavenly beings from this kingdom?"

"No." was the answer without hesitation.

"Oh?" There was a trace of surprise in the daimyo's eyes, "this makes the old man curious. Since you can't, why do you do such useless work?"

"The Celestial Man has superior weapons and systems compared with the Shogunate, so the Celestial Man's invasion is justified, and the Shogunate's defection and samurai's failure are also justified. I'm not the fool with the wig. With all your blood, you can devote yourself to this corrupt and incompetent country, and I'm not some kind of patriot." After a pause, Yoshida Chiha looked at the shocking daimyo and showed a nice smile, "I'll kill you!" You, it has nothing to do with the side you turned to Heaven and Man, it’s just that you absolutely shouldn’t, you shouldn’t have disclosed Master Songyang’s information to the Heavenly Daoists to make meritorious service!”

When she said the last few words, the girl finally took off her disguise, did not show the slightest smile, her eyes were dim, and there was an uncontrollable killing intent inside.

"...haha." After a long silence, the daimyo suddenly laughed wantonly, "It's useless! What you did was useless! In this battle, you are the ones who lose—"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

With a distorted smile on the old man's face, he fell down with his back to the pool, splashes of water and blood splashed out, the girl shook off the blood on the knife, glanced expressionlessly at the blisters that were bubbling, and then gradually returned to the water. In the silent pool, put the knife back into its sheath.

"It's a lot of nonsense."

The moon was as bright as day, and the night was heavy with dew. Outside the city, there were many bones. Black crows held carrion corpses, neighed loudly, and then flew away with wings, leaving behind patches of black feathers with ominous meanings.

"The daimyo and the others eat delicious food and drink spicy food inside, but we have to guard the gate with the cold wind here. It's really unfair." Sighing helplessly, the soldiers guarding the city were full of deep complaints, "And every day It’s all the same kind of life, and there’s no fun to be had.”

"That's right." The companion wearing heavy armor lowered his voice to respond, and handed over a deck of playing cards without losing the opportunity, "So let's fight the landlord."

"..."

"Damn it! Has it been exposed?" While the soldier was hesitating whether to slack off, the "companion" in armor suddenly took back the playing cards in shock, and muttered, "Since Plan A has failed, then I Just implement plan B."

Is there something wrong with this person's mind?

Watching the man take off the helmet expressionlessly, after seeing the man's appearance, the originally relaxed soldier suddenly constricted his pupils, showing horror, and quickly stretched his hand to the handle of the knife.

The movement of drawing the knife stopped suddenly, and the soldier fell vertically.

"I used the back of the knife, because you are not the ones I, Gui Xiaotaro, want to kill." Slowly retracting the knife in his hand into the sheath, Gui Xiaotaro glanced around with his black eyes narrowed.

The flames soared into the sky, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

The soldiers who approached quietly at some point, with swords in their hands, aimed their blades at him one after another, with solemn expressions.

He was surrounded.

For Katsura Kotaro, killing is indeed too mechanical an act.

Swing, chop, swing again.

The texture of human beings is different from that of heaven and man, it is softer and more elastic. When a knife cuts on the muscles, it is like smashing an egg with a stone. It sprayed out and landed on his arm, it was warm.

Katsura Kotaro knew very well that his sword should be aimed at heaven and man.

It wasn't cold-blooded numbness, so he turned a blind eye to the fallen lives in front of him.

Just on the battlefield, a moment of hesitation is enough to cost you your life.

"Mr. Gui is indeed still a child."

Standing on a tall building in the distance, Kaitaku Kimura smiled and said, "It's really a bad plan to expose yourself to attract firepower and secretly send subordinates to attack Daimyo." Ah, the daimyo I'm going to join, how could it be an ordinary person."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

The girl's slightly suspicious tone sounded behind him. Kaitaku Kimura held his hand on the handle of the knife, but before he drew the knife, he felt a cold touch on his neck.

The knife under the moon was slightly white, and it was still stained with some wet blood.

Kaituo Kimura swallowed quietly, pretending to be calm: "Are you Gui's subordinate?"

"No." The girl's voice was brisk, "If you let me be that idiot's subordinate, I will definitely die of grievance."

"..."

"You're just following the wind and betraying Kaitaku Kimura who betrayed the wig." The girl standing behind him pressed down on the samurai sword like a warning, and the sharp blade quickly cut a line on Kaitaku Kimura's neck. Bloodstains, the blood dripped down on the ground along the edge of the blade, Kimura Kaituo stiffened his body, and heard the sound of his own heartbeat, which was very clear in this quiet night.

The girl behind her paused, and continued: "I have something to entrust to you. Of course, you have no choice."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll betray you?" Kaitaku Kimura tried to delay the time with his eyes flickering.

"Not afraid." It was a very positive answer, and the girl smiled and said, "I didn't say to believe you, after all, our positions are hostile, but since you are from the side of heaven and man, then you should have heard of those Is it a nano-mechanical virus created by heaven and man based on the Gu poison recorded in ancient Chinese books? It is said that it can control people’s hearts, well, I don’t know if this rumor is true or not, why don’t you confirm it?”

"..." Kaituo Kimura's face changed, and finally showed a frightened expression.

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