"Uncle, please open the door!"
Please! Don't do anything foolish!
My thoughts were pulled back by the heart-wrenching cries from outside the door.
Omiya Yoto slowly opened his eyes.
The mories in my eyes have faded, leaving only the calm stillness of an ancient well.
He ignored the commotion outside the door and simply turned back to the scorching forging table.
He picked up the long sword that had just been quenched and was still emitting a faint warmth.
The blade was straight with smooth lines, gleaming with a chilling light in the glow of the furnace fire.
Omiya Yoto stretched out his calloused fingers and gently stroked the cold blade.
"The knife was just forged; I haven't had ti to na it yet."
He felt the weight of the knife, and the sharpness and spirituality it conveyed, unique to divine weapons.
Let's call it 'Farewell'.
He murmured softly.
"Today, let this sword bid farewell."
After saying that, he no longer hesitated.
He walked to the center of the forging room and slowly knelt down.
He knelt on both knees and laid his clothes out flat.
He gripped the hilt of the "farewell" knife tightly with both hands, the tip of the blade pointed at his abdon.
Shinichiro Nakamura's desperate cries.
"teacher--!!!"
"Pfft."
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was so faint as to be almost inaudible.
Yet it was as clear as thunder, exploding loudly in the deathly silent forging chamber.
Omiya Yoto's body trembled violently, and his face instantly drained of all color.
Fresh blood flowed slowly down the blade, dripping onto the cold stone slab, blooming into one alluring red lotus after another.
He released his grip, letting the long sword called "Farewell" silently remain embedded in his body.
A relieved and satisfied smile slowly crept onto the old man's lips.
"Nakamura! Let's do it!!"
......
Zhou Huai woke up slowly, not knowing how long he had slept.
Exhaustion surged forth from the depths of his soul like a tide, instantly engulfing his limbs and bones.
He struggled to sit up, propping himself up against the headboard, feeling as if his head was filled with lead and was incredibly heavy.
Zhou Huai's brow furrowed into a knot.
The replenished soul power dissipated even faster than expected.
"The pendulum of life!"
Thinking of that golden artifact, Zhou Huai couldn't help but raise his hand and slam his fist hard onto the soft mattress.
Almost there!
It was so close!
If that old guy, Kosuke Soma, could have held off Hiroharu Kujo and the others for even a few more minutes, I would have had a real chance to succeed.
The opportunity has now been missed.
The next ti you try to snatch the pendulum of life from Hiroharu Kujo, the difficulty will be several tis or even dozens of tis greater than before.
"Squeak—"
The bedroom door was gently pushed open.
The old butler, Uncle Fu, carefully walked in carrying a tray.
He saw Zhou Huai's pale face and the deep weariness hidden in his eyes, and his cloudy eyes were imdiately filled with worry.
"Young Master, you're awake."
Uncle Fu placed the tray on the bedside table; it contained warm rice porridge and side dishes.
You look terrible.
Zhou Huai waved his hand, forcing a smile on his face.
"Uncle Fu, I'm fine."
"I'm just a little tired, I'll be fine after a rest."
"Don't worry."
Uncle Fu opened his mouth, as if to say sothing, but then stopped himself, and finally let out a sigh before silently leaving.
Without delay, Zhou Huai quickly devoured all the food.
After eating the warm food, my body finally regained so strength.
Without a mont's rest, he quickly lay back down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Consciousness returned to Caesar's body once more.
...
At this mont, Caesar was lying on an unfamiliar bed. The room was simply furnished, with only a bed and a table.
The situation in Takamagahara has been tense lately, so to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Zhou Huai simply put Caesar into standby mode as well, pretending to be unconscious.
"Owner!"
A surprised, tearful voice rang out from beside the bed.
When Natsu Rin saw Caesar open his eyes, he rushed to the bedside. His clear eyes were filled with tears, but he held them back.
"You...you're finally awake!"
"Are you alright? You've been unconscious for three whole days, it really...it really scared to death."
Three days?
Zhou Huai was startled.
He thought he had only been asleep for a day, but he never expected that so much ti had passed.
It seems that this overdraft of soul power is far more serious than I imagined.
Zhou Huai, controlling Caesar, calmly shook his head, indicating that he was alright.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Another figure strode in; it was Tang Qi.
He saw Caesar lying on the bed with his eyes open and visibly relaxed.
"Your Excellency, the Ever-Changing Star Lord, you have finally awakened."
Zhou Huai didn't waste any words and got straight to the point.
Has anything happened in Takatenhara these past few days?
Tang Qi's face turned serious.
He sighed.
"It's not just that sothing happened."
"It's like... the world has changed."
"After Lord Soma Kosuke's assassination attempt on Kujo Hiroharu failed, the Kujo family organized an extrely fierce retaliation."
"Not only Tokyo, but all the forces belonging to the Omiya family across the country suffered devastating attacks at the sa ti."
"Except for a very few core mbers {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} who managed to escape, almost all the rest of the Omiya family perished."
"The Omiya family no longer exists in the land of cherry blossoms today."
"Only the Kujo family remains, and they control everything."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Huai also sighed in silence.
Sure enough, things were spiraling out of control and heading in the worst possible direction he had anticipated.
Tang Qi's fist clenched involuntarily, as if he had thought of sothing, and he continued:
"However, there is also good news!"
"In the past few days, rumors have begun to circulate in major cities that the Kujo family sacrificed the lives of hundreds of thousands of civilians in order to revive those two SS-level powerhouses!"
"Although the Kujo family imdiately took swift and decisive action to suppress anyone who dared to discuss the matter, the news spread like wildfire and could not be contained at all."
“Nowadays, public resentnt is growing stronger, and resistance against the Kujo family is becoming increasingly intense.”
"Among the families of the deceased, there are quite a few professionals. They have now spontaneously united and are secretly gathering strength, clamoring for revenge for their loved ones!"
After listening, Zhou Huai thought for a mont and then calmly shook his head.
"it's useless."
"In the face of absolute power, even the fiercest resistance is futile."
"The Kujo family now controls the military and administrative power of the entire Sakura Country, becoming the dominant force."
"Those so-called resistance organizations are nothing more than a group of ants that can be crushed at any ti in their eyes."
Tang Qi's eyes gradually darkened.
My mood is heavier than ever before.
"Does this an... we really have no chance?"
"If Kujo Hiroharu really did resurrect the legendary Amaterasu Omikami as he planned..."
"With his madman-like personality, the next one to suffer will definitely be our Great Xia."
Zhou Huai opened his mouth.
I was just about to say sothing.
suddenly.
A cold, impersonal system notification suddenly exploded in his mind without warning.
【Ding! Detected that the host is facing a crucial decision, triggering a hidden challenge mission!】
【Mission Na: Amaterasu Slaying the God】
【Mission Objective: Successfully stop or kill Amaterasu!】
【Mission Reward: 1 chance to draw a top-tier professional ball (guaranteed SSS rank)!】
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