The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

Yu Jin stroked his chin, thought the suggestion was good, and nodded in agreement.

"Alright, since that's the case, let's not delay any longer. Everyone pack your things and let's go!" Seeing this, Mita quickly stuffed the meat in his hand into his mouth, patted the dirt off his body, and stood up.

The group busied themselves with their own tasks: some picked up the swords and spears from the ground, while others organized the scattered armor plates.

More often than not, they carefully wrapped up the wild boar meat that was not yet finished on the ground, and even left behind the things they had just picked up because there was not enough space.

"呲~"

A white mist rose up, and to the astonishment of the group, the wild boar meat that would have taken several people to lift quickly shrank and shrunk, eventually turning into jerky that could be packed up and carried away by one person.

"It's just a small trick, don't worry about it." Yu Jin blew out the flame in his hand and said.

"M-Master, are you the possessor of the Eye of God?" Upon seeing the scene before them, the crowd's tone became even more respectful.

“No.” Yu Jin shook his head. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that the Inatsume people had a strong sense of hierarchy.

It felt just like coming home.

After all, this was how it used to be in the border areas. Those who were small in stature were born as slaves and servants, and could never rise above their station in their lifetime; the hierarchy was incredibly rigid.

This is an unsolved mystery that even Ember couldn't figure out: why must someone who is small in size become a slave or servant?

If the old rules of the border region were followed, given Yu Jin's size, he would be at least a lowly latrine-scooping slave.

So the embers made all the large people in the entire border region fly high into the air.

Slave head, fat suit, little scythe, my name is Ember (Dark Souls V), remember that!

"Is...is that so?" Mita didn't ask any more questions after hearing this. Because shrine maidens and onmyoji value inheritance, asking any further questions would probably be taboo.

What he didn't know was that Yu Jin didn't even have either of those identities.

After passing through the woods and returning to the beach, the beach becomes larger and larger, and the view becomes more and more open.

However, the atmosphere became even more tense.

Nashiina, according to legend, means "a place touched by the gods." But what we see here is hardly a pleasant place.

Broken flags lay scattered in the white sand, and shattered warships lay motionless on the beach like stranded whales.

The tiny specks of scarlet swayed in the gentle breeze, standing out vividly. Those little flowers seemed to have been nourished by the blood spilled upon this land.

"It looks like a terrible mess here," Yu Jin remarked, looking at the devastation on the ground.

The traces left here are more numerous than anywhere else before.

"Exactly, after all, this is the main battlefront. The rebel army and the shogunate army have fought many times here, pulling back and forth, and neither side can do anything to the other."

When Mita saw what was happening before him, his voice unconsciously became softer, as if he was afraid of disturbing any ghosts that might be there.

"If that's the case, why is that guy you mentioned named 'Gui Long' still here? Aren't you afraid of being dealt with?" Yu Jin was both impressed by Gui Long's audacity and puzzled.

Is a pirate really not afraid that the Shogunate army and the rebel army will find time to deal with him?

"Hehe, to be honest, Lord Guilong has several good ships that are incredibly fast!"

"Moreover, Lord Guilong is a well-known pirate in the area, and it will take some effort to eat and deal with him. Besides, Lord Guilong is only cleaning up the battlefield and is not involved in the war between the two sides."

Mita introduced it with some pride. It is said that before the war, Oni-Taka was just an ordinary person, and it was because of the turmoil of the war that he grew into a powerful figure, which made Mita, who had also suffered from the turmoil of war, feel proud as well.

Even ordinary people are not objects that the rebel army and the shogunate army can deal with at will!

Of course, this has nothing to do with Mita; he was just worrying about where to pick up trash a few days ago.

"Oh, I see. The garbage recycling plant owner." Yu Jin nodded as if suddenly realizing something. It must not have been easy to develop to this scale.

"Ha...haha." Upon hearing Yu Jin's words, Mita didn't know whether to respond or not, so she could only laugh awkwardly a few times.

As people wandered through Nashiina, they could occasionally see the watchtowers appearing and disappearing in the mist.

The wooden towers, some fluttering with purple flags and others painted with red paint, resembled the teeth of a man-eating beast, inspiring awe.

Fortunately, the Nashii Beach was large enough, and the group only passed by the edge from a distance, so neither side came out to cause them any trouble.

As they continued their winding journey along the coastline, Ember realized they were getting further and further away from the center of Nashii Beach.

Finally, on a beach at the edge of Nashii Beach, a pile of shipwreck wreckage was found.

Amidst the decaying ship timbers, the faint outlines of several abandoned boats can still be discerned. Without careful observation, one might easily mistake this place for a pile of uninhabited wreckage.

"Mita... who are these two behind you?" Before the group even got close, an arrow shot out from a pile of wreckage.

However, the arrow was very simple. It was probably because it was a warning arrow that it had been reused many times, and the fletching on it was almost completely worn away.

"Buzz!" The arrow was stuck diagonally in front of the group, its sparse fletching still trembling, as if it might fall at any moment.

Then, a warrior dressed as a ronin emerged from the wreckage.

On the light crossbow in his hand was a gleaming arrow, the crossbow head slightly drooping, revealing the luster of the arrow tip.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense would know that once this arrow is fired, it will definitely pierce a person's heart.

"Brother Xiaosong, these two are rare kind people. They want to ask Lord Guilong some questions."

When Mita saw the visitor, he greeted him with a forced smile. As he spoke, he opened the package he was carrying, revealing sharp swords inside.

"Thanks to these two, we brothers found some good stuff today."

"Brother Xiaosong, take a look. If you like any of them, feel free to take them!"

"Oh?" Komatsu Ryukichi narrowed his eyes and looked at Ember and Mongot.

“I understand that.” Komatsu Ryukichi pointed to the embers. In chaotic times, there are too many people who hide their identities.

As long as one's body can handle it, dressing up as a metal can isn't out of the question, but the one next to him is hard to ignore.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Ryukichi Komatsu pointed at Montgomery, saying, "This guy doesn't even look human anymore."

“Him?” Ember looked up at the composed Mongot, then explained in a serious tone, “Have you ever heard of a monster? He is one!”

"???"

Chapter 403 Garbage Recycling Plant Manager

2024-01-08

"Yokai? Do such things really exist?" Komatsu Yoshitaka's eyes widened when he heard Yu Jin's explanation. Shouldn't yokai only exist in legends?

“Absolutely true.” Ember nodded, then lifted a corner of Montgomery’s cloak, revealing his large tail with horns at the back.

Not only that, Mita also leaned close to Komatsu Yoshitaka's ear and whispered, "Those two don't have the Eye of God, but they can use elemental power. I think they are actually Onmyoji traveling around."

“That big guy must be Lord Yu Jin’s shikigami,” Mita speculated, based on a novel she had occasionally read before.

"Alright, alright, as long as they don't cause any damage, let them go." Komatsu Ryukichi waved his hand, took the best-quality weapon from Mita's hand, and then let them pass.

What if they don't let them pass? Just now, Mita's words implied that Ember and Montgomery were unusual people, and he, a mere ronin, probably couldn't stop them even if he wanted to.

"Sigh... okay!" Mita gritted his teeth. He originally thought that Komatsu Ryukichi wouldn't accept the gift, but he didn't expect him to turn the tables on him in the end.

Mita waved to the people behind him and then led them into the wreckage.

The wreckage of the shipwreck stretches from the beach into the sea, one after another. Walking through it is like walking through a maze.

Without someone to guide you, you'd probably get completely lost as soon as you entered.

Looking around, Ember nodded approvingly. This was indeed a good hiding place; no wonder a pirate could survive so long near a battlefield.

Even if he was just picking up trash on the edge of the battlefield.

As you venture deeper into the sea, the number of stranded wreckage on the shore gradually decreases, replaced by more planks protruding from the water.

From a distance, it looks just like a reef in the sea—black and tough.

In the sea surrounded by shipwrecks, a large ship appeared, swaying quietly with the waves.

The ship was about twenty meters long and several meters wide. Its size was just right to hide in the wrecked sea; any larger and it would have been spotted.

"This is where Lord Guilong is. We usually trade here."

Seeing the boats moored at the makeshift dock in the distance, Mita breathed a sigh of relief. Once on board, he could exchange his goods for money and food.

As soon as I stepped onto the deck, the scene before me immediately became lively.

"Freshly dug medicinal herbs? No Mora needed, just grain!"

"Armor! Good armor! It'll keep you safe from one hit, and you won't die from two!"

"An ancestral wood-chopping knife! It can cut a hair in two with ease!"

……

On the deck, all sorts of stalls were set up on both sides, displaying all kinds of things.

Armor, weapons, medicinal herbs... even wood-chopping knives are all available.

“This is probably the best trading place in the area; no one dares to cause trouble here.” Seeing the familiar scene, Mita immediately relaxed.

These small stalls are just supplementary; the bulk of the transactions take place with Guilong. After all, only Guilong has the channels and the ability to guarantee the quality of the goods traded.

After all, nobody wants to risk their life to pick up something only to end up with a bag of spoiled food.

Mita excitedly walked into the cabin, while Ember looked around at everything.

Fortunately, Montgomery had enhanced his Concealment spell before boarding the ship, otherwise the two of them would have been subjected to further criticism.

There were many stalls, but the goods were rather uninteresting. They mostly sold armor, swords, and the like; the medicinal herbs they had sold earlier were relatively few.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. During times of war, medicinal herbs are probably second only to food in terms of rarity.

Pushing open the door to the cabin, you'll see a counter and a burly man behind it, writing something at his desk.

"Lord Oniryu?" Mita approached the counter and gently tapped the table.

"Huh? Mita? Didn't you guys go scavenging? How come you're back so quickly?" Guilong, who was bent over his desk, looked up and saw that it was Mita and the others who had left just yesterday.

Then he noticed Ember and Mongot looking around.

"Haha, looks like you've struck gold. Go down to the storeroom and get your things. You know exactly how much you need. Too much or too little won't do."

"Yes...yes! Don't worry!" Mita nodded emphatically a few times and ran to the warehouse below.

"You're quite generous?" Yu Jin asked curiously, seeing Gui Long's actions.