I formed the strongest swordsman group

Saito gripped his saber tightly, frowned, and glanced left and right at the group of warriors who surrounded him and Qingdeng.

Qingdeng's brows were also furrowed at this time.

He lifted the knife and helped the three girls in his arms to stand up: "... who are you?"

The white fat samurai was originally aggressive, but when he saw the seal cage of the Edo prefecture on Qingdeng's right waist, and the ten hands with red tassels on it, his expression froze immediately: "Huh? You are Jiang Is it the concentricity of the "Three Times" of the Household Enforcement Office?"

"Mr. Komuro!"

At this time, Kinoshita Mai took the lead to stand up.

She stretched out her arms to block Qing Deng.

"You misunderstood! These two gentlemen are not bad people!"

The European and American girl followed Kinoshita Mai at this time: "Yes! You misunderstood! It was these two gentlemen who saved us just now! They are not bad people!"

The girl clearly has the face of an extremely standard European and American girl, yet she can speak such fluent and standard Japanese...

The standard of her accent, if you don't look at her face, it's hard to imagine that this is Japanese spoken by a foreigner.

The fat samurai called "Xiaoshi" looked at Mai Kinoshita in surprise, then at the Western girl, and finally turned his gaze back to Qingdeng...

"...Sorry, it seems that I misunderstood you as thieves who wanted to harm Miss Angoulême and the others, I'm sorry." Xiaoshi apologized to Qingdeng in a deep voice, and said to the surrounding The subordinates waved their hands.

After being reminded by Xiaoshi's gesture, all the warriors who were surrounding Qing and Zhai put their knives back into their sheaths or moved their hands away from the hilts.

The tense atmosphere that filled the air immediately dissipated.

Although Xiaoshi and the others have lifted their hostility, Saito still holds a knife in his hand and guards tightly in front of Qingdeng.

"...Tachibana, are your legs okay?" Saito glanced at Qingdeng's legs, which were protected behind him, from the corner of his eyes.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury. When I was learning how to cook, the cut on my hand was deeper than this." Qingdeng lowered his eyes and looked at his right leg that was chopped off just now.

The wound wasn't deep, but it wasn't shallow either. The blood flowing from the wound had flowed down his leg, onto the back of his right foot and the ground.

The matter of the legs can be dealt with later.

The most important thing now is to negotiate with the group of people who speak Osaka dialect and find out what is going on.

Qingdeng handed the knife from his right hand to his left, and pressed the wound on his leg with his right hand: "I am Tongxin, Ju Qingdeng, Edo Kitabansuo Dingchohui. May I ask who you are?"

"I am Chuichiro Komuro, under the command of Osaka Jodai." Komuro lifted Haori's right hem, revealing a seal cage of Osaka Prefecture hanging on his right waist.

People from Osaka Castle Generation?

Qingdeng frowned slightly.

He opened his mouth, and when he was about to start further negotiations with the small room——

"Young master, Miss Angouleme, Miss Leroy, I finally found you."

An old voice came faintly from the distance behind the small room.

An old man who looked to be in his 80s or 90s and wore a pair of glasses walked towards Qingdeng and the others at a leisurely pace.

"Boss Kiryu...?" Qingdeng whispered the old man's name subconsciously.

It was the old man who helped Qingdeng introduce the trial health hall and the employment agency: the owner of Qianshiwu—Kazuma Kiryu.

"Hey..." Kiryu noticed Qingdeng and Saito in the encirclement at this time, "I remember...you are the Tachibana-kun who visited our shop a few days ago, right? Why are you here?"

"Mr. Kiryu!" Kinoshita Mai immediately became excited after seeing Kiryu.

But after the excitement on his face, Kinoshita Mai seemed to remember something, the excitement on his face froze and he shrank his neck.

"...Young Master." The eyes behind Kiryu's lenses looked at Mai Kinoshita with meaningful gazes, "After you...you have to explain to me well-how did you and Miss Angouleme and Le Miss Roy ran out."

...

...

On an inconspicuous hillside not far from Fujisawa-juku——

"Aha……"

Suehiro, who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Kanno this time and fully responsible for the assassination of Anthony and Alodi, stood on the hillside with a tree that had not yet withered. Under the big tree.

With his feet spread out, his mouth slightly opened, he let out a mouthful of stale air.

I saw that he was holding a second gun with a dark green body painted in both hands, with his small eyes half-opened, the tip of the gun and his eyes were pointing obliquely in front of him.

"Ma" is a unit of length in ancient Japan. One room is approximately 1.818 meters. The so-called "Niken Gun" is a long spear as long as two rooms. It is a very common long weapon in ancient Japan.

Suehiro has a height that is very characteristic of this era - his height is not too much, exactly 1.5 meters.

Suehiro, who is only 1.5 meters tall, is holding a spear that is nearly 3.7 meters long... It is unspeakably weird and inconsistent.

It's like seeing a child in grown-up clothes.

However——such a big gun that didn't match his height, Suehiro could easily hold it in his hand.

Suehiro held the big spear tightly and firmly, as if it was connected with the long spear.

One shot at a time, just maintaining a standing posture.

After a long time, a breeze came.

The wind blows and the leaves fall.

This breeze shook a few leaves from the still-withered tree above Suehiro's head.

Riding the wind, a fallen leaf swayed and landed on the tip of the spear in Suehiro's hand...

Suehiro's eyes, which had been half open all the time, suddenly widened!

"drink!"

With a loud shout, he straightened his waist and exerted his strength, and swung the Erjian spear in his palm upwards vigorously. The fallen leaf that fell on the tip of the spear was split in two by the sharp blade.

The fallen leaves, which were evenly divided into two halves, fell in two different directions.

Suehiro's offensive has not stopped.

Let out another loud shout, turn the body of the gun, and the tip of the gun draws a beautiful arc, further cutting the fallen leaves that have been divided into two halves into four pieces...

Suehiro's marksmanship can be regarded as an interpretation of what is "accurate" and "stable".

The tip of the gun slashed across the leaf, which was cut into smaller and smaller pieces, one after another.

In the end—when all the fallen leaf fragments fell to the ground, the fallen leaf was cut into 8 pieces...

Looking at the fragments of fallen leaves on the ground, Suehiro pushed the gun in his hand to his side, and let out a sigh of regret:

"Sigh... It's really difficult to chop the leaves into more than 10 pieces before they fall to the ground..."

"Mr. Suehiro! Your Hozo-in spearmanship has become much better than before!"

"Oh...it's Yamada." Suehiro smiled at a young man who was striding towards him behind him, "Well... If you talk about progress, it has indeed improved."

"In the past, we could only cut the leaves into 6 pieces before they fell to the ground, but now we can cut them into 8 pieces."

Yamada smiled at Suehiro: "Mr. Suehiro, you are indeed very powerful. If you continue to improve at this speed, it is not impossible for you to become a generation of spear masters in the future."

"What's the use of being a spear master? Now is no longer the era when you can make a fortune by relying on military achievements."

Suehiro smiled wryly and looked at the spear that was more than twice as tall as him leaning on his side.

"Sigh... I only regret that I was not born in the troubled times of the Warring States Period 300 years ago."

"If it was in the troubled times of the Warring States Period 300 years ago, it would not be impossible for me and my 'Wind Cut' to achieve fame and become the lord of a city and a place, just like the 'Wind Cut' under Toyotomi Hideyoshi's command. Chiyue's seven guns are the same!"

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