In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Remnants of the Age of Gods...

Well, never mind.

......

Perry's American fleet forcibly broke through Edo Port and entered the heart of Kanagawa, using it as a venue for negotiations. The four domain armies arrived expecting to garrison the coastline, but instead, they pulled this stunt.

Tokugawa Iesada was a shogun who clearly understood the political situation, which destined him to be a shogun who would bear a bad reputation.

The elder statesman met with Perry, negotiated for several days, and finally signed the so-called "appeasement treaty," after which he left triumphantly.

The Treaty of Amity and Peace consisted of only four points, a few, but enough to express the contempt Americans held for Japan.

First, open the ports of Shimoda and Hakodate to supply fuel, water, food and coal to the stationed American troops.

Second, establish activity areas for American citizens in the aforementioned two ports and surrounding areas;

Third, the crew members (including sick or injured) and cargo of the wrecked U.S. ships (including whaling ships and other ships) can be sent to the two ports mentioned above and then extradited to the U.S. side. Inhumane acts such as imprisoning crew members during the period of national isolation are not allowed.

Fourth, diplomatic officials were stationed in Shimoda.

After the signing of the Treaty of Amity and Peace, Japan's policy of isolation that had lasted for more than two hundred years was completely broken. Thanks to the advanced information network, the news that "Japan's ports have been opened" spread throughout the world with the speed of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The signing of the Treaty of Amity and Peace between the United States and Japan shocked the world.

Upon learning of this "exciting" news, many other countries had already set their sights on these two ports.

What changes will all of this bring to a Japan already gripped by anxiety...?

......

Zuo Cun looked utterly dejected.

Ruslan is checking his wound.

But the location of his wound is a bit awkward...

and so.

Although Dr. Ruslan was indeed earnestly and wholeheartedly helping Zamura re-bandage, Zamura Anno still felt somewhat...

"Alright." Luslan smiled and tied the gauze in a knot. "It's been disinfected. The wound was quite deep. If it had been any deeper, it might have broken the bone. Luckily, it didn't. That would have been a real problem."

Zuo Cun lay sprawled on the clinic floor, his face completely numb: "Thank you... Ruslan..."

Ah, it's so lifeless.

Luslan smiled indifferently: "No need to thank me. Your wound is in a tricky location. It won't affect your walking much, but it might be very painful if you try to squat or jump. So I don't recommend you do any jumping training of your own style for now. You can still swing your sword, of course."

"When will the wound heal enough for you to jump and train again?" Zuo Cun asked, frowning. He couldn't train, he couldn't even sit up, and he could only sleep lying down.

"Hmm... It's March 20th now, so I guess we'll be free to move around around April 10th," Luslan said with a smile.

"So, there are about twenty days left..." Zuocun Anuo sighed.

"Some big things have happened in Kyoto recently, Mr. Samura, are you aware of them?" Luslan was tidying up his bottles and jars.

“I know very little about this country, but I really want to know more.” Zuo Cun stood up, touching the bandage on his buttocks. “What exactly happened in this country?”

“A lot has happened, but in the end it can all be described in one word.” Ruslan wagged his finger. “Change. This country and this government are facing an excellent time for change. It’s just a matter of whether they can seize it.”

“Change…” Zuocun glanced at the katana and pheasant feathers placed to the side.

“You told me you have no memory of anything before you were fifteen, so what is your impression of this country now?” Ruslan asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"I've seen too little, only a small part of Japan, or even just one side of the story, so I'm not qualified to comment at all."

"Then go and take a look around." Luslan continued to tidy up his small belongings. "I won't take your money. After all, you saved my life. Once you're healed, let's go and take a look around the area near Kyoto first."

Zuocun Anuo nodded silently.

"Luslan, you're American, right? Why are you opening a clinic in Kyoto, Japan?" Zuocun asked.

"I came just out of curiosity."

"Is that so..." Zuo Cun forced a smile. Who was he trying to fool?

At that moment, a woman walked into the clinic.

"Dr. Ruslan, could you take a look at me...?"

"Ah, hello..." Luslan quickly got to work.

Luslan spent the whole morning seeing patients, and Zuocun, unable to sit down, also stood beside him for the entire morning.

"It seems your medical skills and reputation are quite good," Zuo Cun subconsciously praised. "Your teacher must have been a very good one."

“Ah, yes.” Luslan wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled brightly. “She’s a great teacher.”

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Chapter 289 Rensheng Village

"Eight volumes on coastal defense..." Tokugawa Iesada looked at the book in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"A laughable work." Tokugawa Iesada threw the book out from behind the curtain, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he just... let out a long sigh?

The person kneeling outside the curtain was named Sakuma Shōzan, and he was the author of this book.

A strange man who abruptly transformed from a "barbarian expeller" to a "founding father" during Perry's second voyage.

"Sakuma, from now on, you should return to Matsushiro in Shinshu and live in seclusion," Tokugawa Iesada said in a low voice.

Sakuma Shōzan pressed his head to the ground: "Yes..."

Masahiro Abe, a middle-aged man, sat to one side, his mind in turmoil.

Sakuma Shōzan is a very sharp-tongued person.

Such a sharp-witted person was driven back to his hometown...the Shogunate...the General...

However, at this moment, even his lamentations had to be made with extreme caution.

The future of this country...

......

It's already May.

After recovering, he practiced his swordsmanship in the woods behind the clinic.

The main theme of the Hyakunori-ryu style has been determined by Samura.

Shinto Munen-ryu emphasizes power, Tennen Rishin-ryu emphasizes speed, and Hokushin Itto-ryu emphasizes the splendor of that single strike.

The "Hundred Birds Flow" means flexible and agile.

Unlike the speed of the Natural Rishin-ryu style, agility is about making oneself more nimble while maintaining a certain speed, and pursuing more jumps. This allows one to dodge enemy attacks and also to amplify one's own attacks with the power from above.

Ordinary slashes are only of average strength, but the slash that Zuocun used on the day he met Luslan—

It is definitely not something ordinary or commonplace.

A tree as thick as a person's waist was easily cut in half.

but......

Not satisfied.

The Hyakunori-ryu style is far from being finalized, and it may take a very, very long time for Samura to complete this process.

The boy leaped up in the open space and slashed at a rock the size of a house.

If you just cut this stone in half, you'll probably get a glimpse of the basics!

However, stone and wood are not comparable at all. When Zuocun's slash landed on the stone, it not only failed to split the stone, but also made his arm numb.

Moreover... this very ordinary katana was simply no match for the devastation of cutting through stone.

"Ugh—ah!"

Ping!

The metal and stone clashed, sparking a tiny flame.

but......

pat.

Half of the katana fell to the ground.

Zuocun held the empty hilt of the sword, frowning.

He sighed, picked up the broken knife from the ground, and put it back in its sheath.

Zuocun buried the knife next to the stone, leaving only the hilt exposed.

"Thank you for your death." Zuo Cun looked at the dead sword and remained silent.

......

"Hey, Ryoma." A young man with hair covering his eyes called out to the man dressed in a gray-blue kimono.

"What's wrong, Izou?" Sakamoto Ryoma always had a smile on his face.

"Are you an idiot?" Okada Izo whispered in Ryoma's ear, looking at a black-haired woman standing on the other side with a frightened expression. "That woman looks incredibly dangerous no matter how you look at her!"

Ryoma broke out in a cold sweat: "Izo, Miss Ryoma can hear you."

"Eek!" Okada Izou suddenly realized something and slowly turned his head away.

Miss Aron's gloomy face came into Izo's view.

“Miss Arlong is very dangerous, so you’re right.” However, Miss Arlong didn’t take it to heart and just stood silently behind Ryoma.

But her eyes...

"But you've been talking about me behind my back!"

Boom!

"Ouch!" A large bump appeared on Okada Izo's head.

"Oh dear, Miss A-Long, calm down." Ryoma took Miss A-Long's hand and led her back.

Miss A-Long blushed slightly and returned to Ryoma's back.