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"I'd also like to know which family I belong to..." Hana thought to herself, but remained silent on the surface. She had just transmigrated, so she should develop cautiously for a while, observe more, and figure out the situation before making any decisions.

Seeing that she didn't answer but only smiled, he didn't take it to heart, only muttering, "Isn't there usually a little boy in Crescent Village? Why didn't he come this time?"

A subordinate said, "Lord Sharp Angle, you're drunk. Don't you remember that brat named Mishima's brother was a government agent? We discovered him, and now the whole family is locked up."

“Yes, there is such a thing.” Jianjiao slapped his forehead: “Lord Shishio will arrive tomorrow. We had a rare good drink today, but we forgot about this.” He waved his hand: “Bring that family up. It’s time to execute them.”

“Oh, the word ‘government’ and commoners with surnames.” Kanon finally heard something more informative: “This is at least Japan after 1870… This time span is quite large.”

In this era, China is under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, specifically in its late period—a very tragic time. Hana really wants to go back to China to see if she can do something for her country and people. Unfortunately, this time travel will take anywhere from five to ten days, not even enough for a flight from Japan to China. It seems she can only stay in Japan.

Just as I was pondering this, I saw a family of four being dragged into the house. However, although it was called dragging, only one young man was still struggling. The remaining little boy was thin and weak, while the middle-aged couple looked completely resigned to their fate.

The girl with the pointed eye peered at the young man: "You... what's your name again?"

The young man did not answer, but his subordinate reminded him, "Lord Sharp Angle, his name is Eiichiro Mishima. He is from Crescent Moon Village and is a lackey of the Metropolitan Police Department. He infiltrated the village as an undercover agent but was reported by the villagers and was caught and locked up by us."

Sharp-horned nodded: "I see, so he's just a piece of trash trying to sabotage Lord Shishio's plans..."

"Pah!" The young man, Mishima Eiichiro, spat and angrily rebuked, "You bastard, you've turned Crescent Moon Village into a living hell, oppressing the villagers through terror, and even supporting Shishio's evil plans. You're clearly a vicious dog yourself, yet you turn around and call others scum. How ridiculous!"

"You!" Sharp Horn suddenly stood up, his imposing manner was quite astonishing, but his eyes darted around and his anger subsided: "Hey, why should I get angry with a bunch of dying people like you..." He waved his hand impatiently: "Drag them out and dispose of them, don't bother me while I'm drinking."

"Yes!" the henchmen responded, and several of them came to drag Mishima Eiichiro away. But unexpectedly, a round ball fell out from inside Mishima's clothes, hit the ground, and exploded with a "boom," causing smoke to spread and blur people's vision.

"Damn it, this guy's a government spy, and he even has a smoke bomb!" Sharp Horn's henchman shouted, but no one could be seen in the smoke. Mishima Eiichiro punched the henchman next to him to the ground, picked up the little boy, his own younger brother, with one hand, picked up his katana to defend himself, and broke out of the encirclement.

His movements were fluid and seamless, showing he was a well-trained police officer. However, his tall, sharp-angled figure allowed him to see far and wide, and he had already spotted Mishima Eiichiro's path. He took out a pair of mandarin duck axes from his side and threw them—"Thud! Thud!" Mishima Eiichiro fell to the ground, two streams of blood splattering from his body.

"Hey, let's see how you run." Sharp Horn stopped chasing after landing a blow. Thirty or forty henchmen, all dressed in uniform, rushed into the mansion. They surrounded the Mishima brothers, and the wounded Mishima seemed doomed.

Eiichiro Mishima struggled to his feet, two streams of blood flowing down his body. Coupled with the injuries he had sustained from days of torture, he knew he was doomed today. So he tightly hugged his younger brother in his arms: "Even if it costs me my life, I must at least protect Eiji! Father, Mother, I'm so... sorry?"

As Mishima Eiichiro looked guiltily at his parents, who were still at the mercy of the enemy, he saw a little girl named A-Xia from the village quietly helping his parents untie their ropes.

The guards who had been beside his parents were now lying down in disarray.

Author's Note: So it's Rurouni Kenshin... a very old but classic manga, but this is just a small part of the story.

Section 878, Chapter 869: Swiftness Isn't So Simple

"W-What's going on?" Sharp-horned was stunned, then yelled at the village girl, "What are you doing?"

But the village girl paid no heed, focusing only on untying the ropes binding Mishima's parents. So Sharphorn raised his voice again, asking, "Hey! You! You brat, what are you doing!"

"Of course, it's to untie the ropes." Having successfully untied them, Hanon finally had the energy to answer Sharp Horn: "I didn't want to do anything originally, but the lines between good and evil were too clear, and my conscience wouldn't allow me not to help~"

"You ignorant brat." Sharp Horn had been ruling with terror in this "Crescent Village" for two years. The adults in the village were already terrified of him and couldn't muster any will to resist. Now, a little girl who delivered wine had stood up and openly opposed him, which made Sharp Horn lose face.

However, he didn't take it to heart: "Hmph, kids are dull and stupid, they've never experienced terror. If you teach them a few good lessons, they'll internalize fear and become numb, loyal dogs."

Sharp Horn snapped his fingers: "Don't kill her. Give this brat a good beating and leave her a mark."

"Yes!" The henchmen brandished their weapons, ready to attack, and swarmed around the village girl. Sharp-horned, however, turned back to Mishima Eiichiro, grinning maliciously, "Your whole family won't survive. I'll... um? What are you looking at?"

He noticed that the Mishima brothers weren't looking at him at all, but rather at the village girl behind them. They looked completely bewildered, so Jianjiao also turned around...

"Huh? What's going on?" Sharp Horn also showed an incredulous expression. He saw that a large number of his subordinates who had surrounded him had fallen down, while the little village girl was patting the dust off her body: "Cough, the people in this village are so unhygienic. They're covered in dust, and it's choking when they move around."

"..." The parents of the Mishima family next to them were also dumbfounded, so much so that their originally numb expressions changed, and their mouths were wide open, unable to close.

This little orphan girl named Xia in the village is usually not very noticeable. Is she really this powerful? Or is she possessed by a demon? Just now, they clearly saw a figure flash by, and those armed men collapsed to the ground without any resistance.

Huayin brushed the dust off her clothes, then looked up at the courtyard: "I don't mean to be rude, but you really are no match for me."

Sharp-horned gritted his teeth and said, "Who exactly are you? Are you perhaps also a government lackey?"

"The Metropolitan Police Department, huh? I know a few in Tokyo, but I'm not familiar with the ones in Kyoto." Kanon shrugged. "As for who I am... I'd love to know too."

After saying that, Hana's figure disappeared from people's sight.

"What's going on?" People were shocked again. This little village girl's movements were too fast! They were practically invisible to the naked eye! When Huayin reappeared, she had already arrived in the courtyard. She reached out and threw a punch that grazed the chin of one of the henchmen. The strong adult was instantly drained of all his strength and collapsed.

Then Hanon's figure flashed and reappeared. Every time she stabilized and appeared in people's sight, it was the moment she threw a punch and reaped a head.

In just five or six seconds, Kanon had already taken down seven or eight people in the courtyard. Adding to the few people she had taken down when she rescued the Mishima family's parents, the number of Senkaku's men, who only numbered thirty or forty, had been reduced by half in the blink of an eye.

"Sorcery? She knows sorcery?!" The remaining henchmen were in turmoil and dared not step forward, but they dared not flee because of Sharp Horn's usual ferocity. After all, it was more worthwhile to be defeated by the little village girl in front of them than to be killed by Sharp Horn, at least they would save their lives.

Driven by this feeling, Hanon's attacks became even more efficient, taking down several more people in the blink of an eye, and it seemed she was about to wipe them all out.

"You brat, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?" Suddenly, a sharp-horned figure came from behind Hua Yin, so close! Hua Yin was startled and jumped to the side, but as soon as she landed, the sharp-horned figure behind her was still speaking: "Don't be too arrogant, kid."

"Your speed isn't unique!" A strong gust of wind came from behind, it was Jianjiao launching an attack. Huayin dodged to the side, only to see that Jianjiao had already retrieved his Mandarin Duck Axe and swung it down with great force, directly breaking a deep mark in the ground with the support of the enormous power.

"Hehehe, it's no big deal if you dodged it. Hunting is all about toying with your prey." Sharp Horn grinned maliciously, brandishing his double axes as he attacked Hanon again. Hanon, however, was like a small boat on a stormy sea, bobbing up and down as she dodged the dense barrage of short blades.

"Be careful!" The Mishima family members watched with trepidation, but Mishima Eiichiro, the only one who could be considered a fighter, was seriously injured and could not help, so they could only worry anxiously.

However, from Hanon's perspective, she didn't take the sharp horns to heart at all. Although to outsiders her situation seemed critical, she was actually just observing humans with great interest: "Not bad, right? Such a tall stature, yet possessing both strength and speed, and not just ordinary swiftness, but godlike speed, quite a talent... but still far from it~"

The attacking horn suddenly lost its bearings on Kanon, and the next second Kanon appeared behind him, unleashing the power of the "explosive core" and slamming hard into his waist—cough, this little village girl's height is really awkward, it's already the result of deliberately raising her arm to hit his waist.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Jianjiao exclaimed in shock and pain, "That brat is so strong!" In his rage, he turned around and swept his twin axes across, launching another attack on Hanon.

But it was Hanon who was even more surprised: "Huh? I was going to knock him out with one punch..."

The reason isn't hard to guess. This village girl's body is really not up to par. The power of "Exploding Core" is not fixed; it only strengthens the user's original muscle strength. In this respect, the village girl, the ancestor of the Yingfeng family, is far inferior to the previous Ye family ancestor who did farm work.

"It seems I can't be too reckless in this era. My attack power has been weakened considerably." Hanon was secretly alert, reminding herself not to be too careless... but this was not directed at the sharp corner in front of her.

Even if she couldn't knock down Jianjiao with one punch, Hanon felt no threat from her opponent at all. The difference in their strength was like heaven and earth, and there was no need to compare them at all.

Kanon has countless ways to defeat the sharp corner, without even having to lift a finger: "Time to speed up, can you keep up?"

With the activation of "Unbounded Transformation", Hanon began to circle around the sharp corner.

"Pah! Child's play! Don't even think about running away!" Sharp Horn roared, pushing off with his feet and launching a relentless attack on Hana. Surprisingly, his speed was truly impressive; he could actually keep up with Hana's pace! Such talent was rare even among the modern martial artists Hana was familiar with; his speed alone was truly remarkable!

Unfortunately, a martial arts competition is never just about one aspect. Simply being able to keep up with Kanon's speed is useless, no, actually it's somewhat useful... but it has a negative effect on oneself.

"Damn it, I've got you!" Hana's figure suddenly stopped, and the sharp horn also stopped. Thinking that she had seized a good opportunity, she swung her weapon to cut down, but felt that she lost her balance, her knee hurt, and she fell to the side!

As he fell, Sharp Horn saw the village girl's pitying yet mocking expression: "The first lesson for martial arts practitioners is the structure of the human body. You are tall and strong, yet you insist on pursuing extreme speed. Such a huge load is only suitable for short bursts of speed. You insist on chasing me and making quick changes of direction... idiot."

Author's note: It's late, it's late~ I'll continue in a bit.

Section 879, Chapter 870: We Can Use Her

Back then, the first lesson Kuroki Gensai taught Kanon was that martial artists must be familiar with human physiology. Combat is a very real science, and in the end, it all comes down to the realm of physiology and physics. Just as a general who doesn't know astronomy or geography is a mediocre talent, a fighter who doesn't understand science will never reach a very high level.

Sigh, thinking of Uncle Kuroki, Kanon couldn't help but think of the people she knew. This time-travel journey had only lasted a little over a week, so she didn't particularly miss her family, lover, and friends. But this time she had already traveled to Japan after the Meiji Restoration, and who knows, she might travel to modern society again. She wondered if she could successfully return to her familiar environment then... The closer she got to home, the more apprehensive she became. To be honest, Kanon was a little scared.

"Ah-Xia, they've all run away..." Eiji, the youngest member of the Mishima family, interrupted Kanon's thoughts.

Just as she was feeling melancholy, all of Sharp Horn's remaining men had dropped their weapons and run away, leaving behind only a pile of unconscious companions and Sharp Horn, whose leg was broken and who was howling in pain.

Eiichiro Mishima, the Metropolitan Police Department detective whose family had been saved by Kanon, dragged his injured body over to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Kasumi... I didn't know you were so strong..."

"Well... that..." Hanon hesitated. It was indeed difficult to explain her transmigration mode to her acquaintances. After stammering for a while, she finally blurted out, "I was just indignant for a moment, and that's when a surge of power came over me, hahaha."

Eiichiro Mishima naturally sensed something was amiss: "Sharp Horn is Shishio's right-hand man. He has ruled the village for two years, and no one has successfully resisted him. How could you do it on a whim? Hmm..." He wanted to ask more, but his injuries were too severe. The two wounds from Sharp Horn's flying axe were bleeding profusely, so he could only stop talking and went to the side to get them bandaged with his younger brother's help.

"In short, Xia is a friend, not an enemy. Now that the village's crisis has been resolved, I have already passed the message to my superior before I was captured. Let's wait and see what happens when he arrives."

Eiichiro Mishima's superior arrived that afternoon, accompanied by a group of police officers. It was the eleventh year of Meiji, or 1878 AD. Japan had just ended the Edo period and was in a transitional period between feudal and capitalist society. Western firearms had entered society, but they had not become fashionable. Even the police force mainly used wooden sticks, long guns, and samurai swords. The police officers who came were the same; compared to modern police officers, they were more like soldiers from the era of cold weapons.

Mishima's superior was a tall, thin, and aloof man with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked arrogant and was called Fujita Goro, but that was just the title of a regular police officer. When he faced Mishima Eiichiro, Mishima called him "Commander Saito".

“You were impulsive, Mishima. You almost died.” Saito and Mishima stood on the high slope, watching the police officers below strap the immobile Sharp Horn onto a trolley and escort it away. The henchmen were also arrested along with him; there were quite a few of them, and the police force was even stretched thin. Saito took a deep drag on his cigarette: “You idiot, once I got there, the problem would be solved. Why did you risk your life?”

Although he was criticizing her, his words actually showed concern for his subordinates. It seems that Saito is not as cold-hearted as he appears.

Mishima sighed, "I know all that, but I come from Crescent Moon Village. I've watched my hometown fall into the terrifying rule of the ambitious Shishio Makoto for two years. I was really worried about my parents and younger brother, so I sneaked in, but I was exposed by accident."

“Shishio…” Saito stubbed out his cigarette and lit another. “Although the Sharp Corner has fallen, Shishio is still here. Crescent Moon Village, a village near the Tokaido post station on the route between Tokyo and Kyoto, was occupied by him two years ago after he killed the stationed police officer. He then continued to kill government-sent officers until the government abandoned the place, making it a base for Shishio’s gang…”

“Hunger and terror coexisted, corpses were scattered, village houses were abandoned, and the trust and help between people were completely broken, turning people into numb, indifferent and selfish people…” Mishima Eiichiro said with a heavy heart: “This was originally a peaceful and ordinary village, but Shishio turned it into a living hell!”

That's true. The ancestor of the Takakaze family, possessed by Hanon, was a village girl named Asa. She was originally an orphan and widow who had been stranded here during the chaos of the late Edo period. The villagers took her in, and even after her mother died of poverty and illness, the young girl was still well cared for; everyone was very kind. However, two years ago, Crescent Moon Village was occupied by Sharp Horn, and Asa gradually became a target for the villagers' whims, being ordered around and beaten at will. This was only because she was young. This year, as the girl has grown up and her looks have improved, the men in the village have started to look at her strangely. If it weren't for the terrifying rule of Sharp Horn, no one would dare to cause trouble… the consequences would be unimaginable.

Watching the villagers below, cheering as the police escorted the spiky figure away, Saito stroked his chin: "Heh heh heh, these past two years of terror have revealed the ugliest side of this village. Harmony has been completely destroyed. Now, the show is about to begin!"

"Hey! Commander Saito!" Eiichiro Mishima chuckled wryly. "Can't you wish others well for once? This is my hometown! You have such a twisted sense of humor..."

"Ha." Saito readily agreed and immediately changed the subject: "As long as ambitious people like Shishio Makoto are still around, there will only be more and more places like Shingetsu Village. Our goal is to stop him from turning all of Japan into that! Speaking of him, he's coming tomorrow, isn't he?"

Eiichiro Mishima nodded: "That's right, that's what Sharp Corner said."

“Alright, let’s ambush him here.” Saito smiled slightly. “Perhaps we don’t need to go to Kyoto. We can kill this scoundrel right here in Crescent Village.” He instructed, “Mishima, if your injuries can still hold, go to the Tokaido Main Road and find a short man with a cross-shaped scar on his face. His name is Himura Kenshin. He’s come from Tokyo to Kyoto, and he should be around here by now.”

“I can still hold on!” Mishima Eiichiro readily agreed, a look of longing on his face: “So that’s the legendary Meiji Restoration hero, the greatest swordsman of the late Edo period, Himura Battōsai… His collaboration with you, sir, the former captain of the third division of the Shinsengumi, Saitō Hajime… What an awkward yet dreamlike combination!”

It turns out that Saito is the captain of the Shinsengumi, known as the "last samurai group." No wonder he's so arrogant; he truly possesses extraordinary skills.

But this last supporter of the shogunate had a naturally low opinion of the experts on the side of the Meiji Restoration: "Himura is no longer the Battosai of yesteryear. Now he's even advocating some kind of 'no killing' philosophy. The government asked him to come out of retirement to Kyoto to deal with Shishio, but he's been weakened and is far from being good enough... By the way, you said that the one who defeated Senkaku was a little girl?"

“Yes, she is Xia, an orphan girl from the village.” Mishima said, “To be honest, I didn’t expect Xia to have such amazing skills. Her agility is simply divine, making it impossible for Jianjiao to deal with her.”

“This strange little girl is worth investigating, but she might be useful for combat right now.” Saito finished his second cigarette and went to get his third: “Let’s call her.”

"This...Ah Xia is only fifteen years old..."

“Fifteen years old is not young anymore,” Saito said. “Besides, she can defeat the sharp-tongued one, so her combat strength is reliable. When we ambush Shishio tomorrow, she doesn’t need to be the main attacker; she can just be a helper.”

"..."

"This is an order."

“…Okay.” Eiichiro Mishima finally nodded. “I’ll go get her, but please make sure she’s safe.”