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Kouzaburou fled into a dense forest behind the cave.

He leaned against a thick tree trunk, gasping for breath.

Disgusting sweat streamed down his back and under his armpits. Kouzaburou's eyes bled tears, and his mouth was also bloody. The old man felt as heavy as lead, wiping blood with the back of his hand while glaring at his pursuer, his expression like that of a miserable demon.

The overloaded domination technique continuously activated, tormenting his nervous system. He endured the excruciating pain, his arms and fingertips gradually losing sensation.

"Why are you chasing me... Lower ninja, we are both weak, what is the reason for us to fight each other?"

The high-level invisibility charm was seen through by the old man's ghostly right eye.

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"We have no deep-seated hatred, why are you forcing me so hard?"

Hyakusuke didn't reply, he just threw several shurikens at the old man. The curse reflection barrier couldn't stop physical attacks, but from Kouzaburou's sleeve, swallow-like charms flew out, cutting the shurikens apart.

"You want to make a name for yourself, but that's impossible. The Kurohimeyama clan only treats you as expendable, you'll only ever be a low-level ninja... One day, you'll die in a battle with a monster, or you'll die in some other battle."

He launched a psychological attack while manipulating charms to attack.

"The strong are used to fooling us, they talk about loyalty, righteousness, honor... It's all worthless garbage. Those who hold power never care about these things, those ideals are just used to tame weaklings like you and me."

Ignoring the nonsense, Hyakusuke drew his sword with one hand, successively splitting the incoming charms. The charms, harder than iron, collided with the ninja sword, sparking.

With a "crack," the ninja sword couldn't bear the burden and broke in two.

"A rotten sword..."

He threw away the useless broken sword.

At the same time, the deflected charms seemed to have their own consciousness, not giving up their mission. These charms were simple artificial shikigami.

The scattered, light paper charms hovered in mid-air, not dragged down by gravity, but flying in the air, slowly circling behind him, intending to attack again.

Hyakusuke jumped to the trees to dodge, the charms circling in the air like swallows, then flying back again, targeting his back.

'Substitute Charm.'

Hyakusuke activated a substitute charm behind him, a wooden doll-like thing appearing behind him, like a human shield, blocking the charms that had turned into throwing knives.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he jumped out, thrusting his spear at the old man who continued to take out charms. The old man's face was ugly, and he retreated to avoid the thrusting spear blade.

Hyakusuke chased forward, but as he took a step forward, his foot seemed to turn into a swamp.

His right foot instantly sank into the swampy ground.

"Don't you understand? Loyalty and responsibility are illusions, we weaklings will be abandoned by those guys sooner or later..."

The old man continued to try to say things to shake him.

"Escape with me~ I'll find a way to remove the curse on you. Leave the Kurohimeyama clan, and you can have a broader life."

Hyakusuke then noticed that there was an additional charm on the ground at some point, it was the position the old man had stepped on with his wooden clogs, hiding a charm.

"Damn it."

He improvised, using the spear to support himself on the ground that hadn't turned into a swamp, and his left foot behind him fired out spiritual power, jumping up like a pole vault.

...Die.

The old man spat out a curse from his mouth, the charms in his hand connected end to end, dozens of charms actually fused into a long whip, sweeping over sharply.

"Damn it."

Being in the air, there was almost no way to move. Hyakusuke could only draw his second ninja sword with one hand.

With a swoosh!

He miraculously drew his sword and swung it in mid-air, quickly and accurately cutting off the "long whip", but the ninja sword also broke.

Hyakusuke landed on the ground, his movements were fluid, discarding the useless broken sword, he used one hand to untie the smoke bomb on his waist bag, and smashed it on Kouzaburou's face.

Even this cunning old man didn't expect him to have this move.

"Ah!"

The smoke bomb exploded directly on his face, the old man screamed.

However, he was soon engulfed by the flash and explosion.

In the explosion, the thick smoke also expanded with Kouzaburou as the center.

Hyakusuke didn't hesitate to take his gun, the spear stabbing like lightning into the blurry figure in the smoke.

The tip of the gun clearly hit something, no, it was entangled by something.

Hyakusuke was stunned, and saw five colorful poisonous snakes wrapping around the gun, five snakes of different colors, opening their mouths to bite his hands holding the gun.

"Damn it."

Was this some kind of strange technique again!?

Hyakusuke threw the spear entangled by snakes. At the same time, he also rushed into the fog, throwing out several shurikens, the old man's muffled groan coming from the fog.

He aimed at the target and rushed up, holding a rod-shaped shuriken in his right hand, lunging towards Kouzaburou's location.

The rod-shaped shuriken in his right hand stabbed over, and at that moment, just as it was about to hit the target, a palm grabbed over, tightly grabbing Hyakusuke's right hand.

"What?"

It was the old man's originally thin left hand, the muscles on it all bulging, this was converting all the spiritual power into strengthening the limbs.

"I can't see or hear now."

Hyakusuke saw the crooked smile on the old man's lips.

The close-range explosion of the smoke bomb had made the old man deaf and blind.

"I can't even sense where you'll attack from, but as long as you get close, I can sense it through spiritual power."

The opponent pinched his right hand with a crack, breaking his bones.

"Checkmate."

That's right.

Hyakusuke endured the pain of his wrist breaking, his left hand quickly waving, the broken sword stuck with spider silk returned to his hand, the broken sword swooshing across the old man's throat, blood splattering out.

"You,"

As if losing strength, Kouzaburou released his hand and knelt on the ground.

"We... are the same kind... Why... why do we weaklings..."

The old man muttered to himself, spitting out blood foam, his face filled with questions.

"Have to... pointlessly... kill each other?"

The curse-blessing jewel tightly held in his right hand also rolled to the ground.

Hyakusuke just stared silently at his gradually stiffening corpse.

He had nothing to say, and couldn't answer anything, ultimately, this was an answer without an answer.

...

"Congratulations."

Ten days later, Hyakusuke, still recovering from his injuries, received a meeting with a high-ranking figure in the ninja organization.

"Hyakusuke, you did very well this time."

The one speaking was the ninja head of the ninja organization. He was a young man in white clothes as white as snow, long black hair hanging down covering one eye, the other eye emitting a crystal-like luster.

Through the thin sunlight penetrating the shoji door, light shone on him. Hyakusuke raised his head, looking at this ninja head.

The young man was named "Sakura Ryukoku", the eldest son of the Sakura family, one of the six branch families. His appearance was very handsome, his white forehead, the space between his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose like covered in white snow, his features deep, possessing androgynous beauty.

"You flatter me, Ryukoku-sama."

He maintained a humble attitude in front of this young ninja head.

"I only did a small thing, and everything was also under the command of Saizou-sama."

"No, no, no."

Sakura Ryukoku smiled slightly: "Even the family head was very happy when he heard about this, after all, the sorcerer you killed should be the famous rebel, a member of the 'Eight Blessing Association' wanted by the court."

A smile appeared on his lips.

"That Kouzaburou, he has a tattoo of the 'Eight Blessing Association' on his back. That is a tattoo engraved with術法, that point cannot be faked, presumably the 'Hidden Cage Eye' people of the court won't be able to find any fault..."

——Hidden Cage Eye, is a secret agent belonging to the court, composed of high-level sorcerers, demon-slaying swordsmen, and yin-yang masters who protect the Kinai region, with Kyoto at its center. It is a group loyal to the court. There are countless experts, not inferior to the long-established Yin-Yang Hall.

The main task of the Hidden Cage Eye agency is to collect information in various places, investigate the condition of the earth veins, and be wary of the movements of demons.

Of course, there is also the most important task, monitoring and controlling the famous demon-exorcist families throughout the island nation. To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to the Oniwaban of the Edo Shogunate era.

The court is also very wary of the demon-exorcist families who possess great power. In order to prevent rebellion, the construction of the Hidden Cage Eye agency is very important. These secret agents will penetrate the five Kinai provinces and the seven circuits, in all sixty-plus provinces, and they have people everywhere, responsible for spying on secrets and preventing the birth of the seeds of rebellion.

The "Eight Blessing Association", a secret group composed of heretical sorcerers, those who violate taboos, and those whom mainstream demon-exorcists contemptuously call "Outer Law" people, is also a target wanted by the court, and even an object being investigated by the Hidden Cage Eye agency.

However, in recent years, neither the court nor the Hidden Cage Eye agency have gained anything in pursuing this matter.

The Kurohimeyama clan being able to catch some clues is enough to make the Hidden Cage Eye agency suffer a serious setback in this matter.

"There's one more thing."

Ninja Head Sakura seemed to have thought of something, and said with displeasure: "The jewel you and Saizou seized, after the craftsmen's institute people took it to analyze, it broke midway... These people are really too much, and they even want to push the responsibility to the ninja group side afterward. Remember, later just say you don't know anything about this matter, and the jewel was intact when it was brought."

"I understand."

Hyakusuke nodded.

Did that curse-blessing jewel break? It might have been an experimental product and couldn't last too long...

"Forget it, let's not mention these things."

Sakura Ryukoku shook his head, and said again: "In short, you have made a great contribution. As the ninja head of the ninja group, I am also very happy. And the family head also instructed me to reward you... So, I decided to promote you to chunin."