Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1481 1153. Takenaka Shigeharu
"Now, at least we know the source of the [filth] that caused people to hang themselves. Very good, very good."

It was getting late, and Wuming, who was walking from the wild meadow to the road leading to the city gate, muttered to himself as if to comfort himself.

"Very good. Very good size!!!"

But then, she couldn't hold it in anymore.

After a whole day of investigating, apart from uncovering more and more abnormal family homicides, Lan En and Wu Ming were only more frightened!

Originally, the [Remnant] was not difficult to deal with, and could even dissipate on its own if left alone, but it has been entrenched near Iwamura Castle for at least a dozen years!

And they were actually stacked up layer by layer!
[Residual filth] harms people, and the harmed people form new [residual filth], which accumulates and spreads out!
Wuming has never been to school, so he doesn't understand what this communication model means.

But in Lan En's eyes, this is simply a plague with a very high infection rate and an uncertain mortality rate!

And did this plague of [filth] really originate from a purge of local powerful families that began in Iwamura Castle more than ten years ago?
Although it was only a one-day visit, Wu Ming and Lan En had already felt that they were like finding pieces of a puzzle.

Two seemingly unrelated murders that occurred far apart in time may actually be connected through a longer timeline and less noticeable events.

Could the [filth] of Iwamura Castle also have been contaminated from somewhere else?

There is no end to this suspicion.

Lan En also frowned seriously.

I thought it was just a [Remnant] with a wide impact range, but after investigating it, I found that it was far more than just a wide impact range, and the duration of the impact was also unusually long!
“Ahhh!” Wu Ming scratched her head frantically. Her originally pretty bob hair was messed up by herself. “What should I do?”

As a demon hunter possessed by a guardian spirit, Wuming prefers to go directly to demons and evil spirits, and then perform the "exorcism" with real swords and guns.

This kind of investigation and analysis was so exhausting that she felt like her brain wasn't enough just after following Lan En for a whole day!
I'm not stupid, but I've never been to school!

"Although it's troublesome, there is a way to check if you really want to."

Lann said with a sigh, and at the same time, he was getting a little used to the heat coming from the back of his neck.

Wuming turned around with a hint of surprise and looked at the demon hunter: "Really?"

The two men walked along the road leading to the city gate and were about to enter the city.

At this time, there were many farmers on the road who had finished a day's farm work. They were carrying tools, carefully leading buffaloes and pack horses, and walking on the road like the two of them.

The farmers joked with each other, sometimes telling some obscene jokes. The peasant women pretended to be shy, but in private they actually talked even more excessively than the men.

The emotional and interpersonal relationships between residents of this era are often more chaotic and complicated than what Lan, a modern man, imagines.

But this also makes the military fortress of Iwamura Castle very popular.

However, the two who were able to move freely in the noisy castle town yesterday, now looked at the sunset, and the castle was shrouded in the shadow of the mountains, and they only felt the dark shadows of the mountains.
It was as if it was going to ruthlessly swallow up the entire city.

"If Iwamura City has relatively complete household registration records, I should be able to check all the household registrations for more than ten years in a few hours."

Lan En said calmly, causing Wu Ming to slowly open his mouth.

"Those death records in the household registration data were so far apart that no one thought they would be intrinsically connected. I was able to compare them one by one and find the common points."

Although he had never been to school and didn't know what the household registration records looked like, Wuming subconsciously felt that this must be a daunting amount of work just by listening to it.

But for Lan En, even if he planned to spend several hours on it, most of his time would be spent just flipping through books and reading.

Enter these data into Mentos, and then the biochemical intelligent brain will naturally perform logical screening and organization of the data.

Those secret connections buried in huge amounts of data that ordinary people cannot perceive will be exposed under the crushing of violent computing power!

Eventually the clues will be narrowed down to a smaller and smaller range until a root cause is found!
"You can do such a thing?" Wuming was still shocked. "Are you serious?"

But soon, the demon hunter's practical side took over and suppressed the shock.

Wuming smoothed his fur cape and said thoughtfully, "If that's the case, then the first problem we have to face now is how to get the household registration records of Iwamura Castle."

"Although I don't quite understand this, I think this thing must be very important to a city, right? Although you can be entertained in the castle tower, will the city lord really give you such an important thing?"

"You're right." Lan En nodded indifferently to Wu Ming's worry. "Household registration records are related to taxation, conscription, corvée, etc. This thing is not 'very important' to a city, but one of the 'most important' things."

"But since I've said this, it means there is a way."

Lan En lowered his head and spoke to Wu Ming who was walking beside him for the first half of the sentence. But for the second half of the sentence, he turned around and spoke to a warrior who was riding a horse leisurely, as if he was just passing by them.

"Sir, what do you think?" The warrior rode on a horse, blending in with the crowd entering the city at sunset.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry, so he didn't push away the civilians who dared to block his way.

The warriors wore bamboo hats with veils and straw raincoats to keep out the dust while traveling.

Just like the Japanese in this world are generally taller, Japanese horses in this world with extraordinary powers are also more majestic than before.

Apart from the horse under his crotch and the sword on his waist, there is really nothing recognizable about this person.

So after Lan En turned his head, Wu Ming was surprised to realize that the warrior on horseback had been walking beside them for four or five minutes.

It's just that the man's horsemanship was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and he was moving in front of and sometimes behind them, as if he was really being pushed and unable to move forward by the crowds of people entering the city in the evening. Wuming didn't notice anything unusual at all.

After Lan En made it clear, the man on the horse stiffened at first, but quickly recovered.

Wuming frowned at the man. First of all, being eavesdropped on was something that would make anyone feel bad.

Secondly, the [filth] they are investigating this time is really not ordinary stuff. It is hard to say whether this person, who just heard about it, will be also dragged into it and further expand the [filth].

However, the warrior, whose face could not be seen due to the veil hanging under his hat, seemed much more calm.

He lowered his head and took off the veil of his hat, revealing a handsome face of a young man.

Similar to Ando Mamoru, she has a ponytail with some bangs in front of her forehead.

"I heard that there are some extraordinary people in Yancun City recently, and I miss my father-in-law, so I came to visit him."

The young man made excuses that neither he nor Lan En believed, but he bowed slightly on horseback with a normal expression.

At the same time, he pulled the reins and jumped off the horse.

"When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."

The warrior spoke to the two of them calmly and meaningfully.

And at this moment, a ripple that was inaudible to ordinary people arose around him and Wuming at the same time.

"Wow~"*2
In a dreamy light, the guardian spirit of ignorance, Yaobahime, appeared naturally, as if stimulated or sensed.

Behind the warrior, a long-bearded goat wearing a light green robe with fairy-like ribbons undulating behind him and a pair of small round-framed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, looking like an old scholar, also appeared behind the warrior.

"The family crest of the Nine Bamboo Leaves." When the samurai in front of him got off his horse, Lan En saw the emblem on the haori under his straw raincoat from his swaying, and asked, "Is it the Takenaka family?"

"Admirable vision." The samurai seemed to be a gentle person, with a peaceful smile on his face all the time. "I am Takenaka Shigeharu."

After introducing himself politely, he finally expressed his apologies.

"I'm sorry, both of you. I didn't mean to eavesdrop just now. I just heard something that made me worry, and then I couldn't help but let my thoughts follow."

"Care?" Wu Ming said in a bad tone, "What do you care about?"

Lan En waved his hand at the demon hunter: "You can't say that. If it's Takenaka Shigeharu, as far as I'm concerned, he should be the city lord's son-in-law?"

"Eh?!"

Wuming once again raised his Japanese doubts, while looking up and down at the young samurai and the old scholar goat behind him.

"From the perspective of this guardian spirit, it doesn't look like a warrior who loves to fight and kill."

"Haha, you can't judge a person by his appearance." Takenaka Shigeharu smiled gently, "A samurai is not just about fighting and killing. He also has etiquette, knowledge, and strategy. Confucius said that a gentleman has six arts. I have always held myself to this standard."

The guardian spirits of the two people appeared in response to each other when they met, but then disappeared again.

"Isn't this just perfect!" Wuming clapped his hands, "Takeshi, can you tell your father-in-law? You heard it just now, right? The situation is very serious!"

Wuming didn't understand the six arts of a gentleman, or the standards of a warrior. She just wanted to find out the source and cut it off before this [filth] that frightened her became even more terrifying!

The monster hunters' obsession with this thankless job mostly comes from their hatred for monsters, evil spirits, and the like.

But along with this resentment, there is naturally also sympathy and concern for ordinary people.

Perhaps it was because of this psychological similarity hidden beneath the surface that Wu Ming and Lan En naturally became more familiar with each other after they met yesterday.

(End of this chapter)