Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

But he didn't expect that Heber was also luring him to reveal his true identity.

Heber twitched the corners of his mouth.

Although she often comes up empty-handed when fishing, she has never failed in her "fishing"!

Ever since Okada Izo came to report the news, Heber had been on guard - if "Shinbei" was really a disciple of the wolf, then this was most likely a bait.

So she pretended to let Okita Souji support her, but in fact she used illusion as a cover. She secretly asked Okita Souji to support Saito Ichi and carry out the remaining cleanup work.

There was no one to support Heber at all, and the young swordsman who performed the three-stage blind thrust was actually the "Heroic Swordsman" summoned by Heber.

Amakusa Shiro's attempt to assimilate the "Heroic Swordsman" is nothing more than a meaningless move, like a knife cutting through the spring breeze.

And now, he was lured out of the city by Hebe's magic - into the August blizzard.

This was Scarfather's wrath, a punishment for Hebe's betrayal.

But it can also be used to completely destroy Amakusa Shiro and completely extinguish the fire of anger from the fifth year of Kan'ei in the long night before the dawn of the end of the shogunate.

Heber's face also looked unhappy.

Although Scarfather's primary hatred has shifted, she is still on the target list.

The snowflakes were heavier and colder, not only numbing the mind, but also making the surrounding land appear several inches shorter for no reason. Hebe's feet and fingertips were all a deep blue, and his hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes also had a layer of bluish-white.

Not far away, Amakusa Shiro's body was twisted and he let out a faint wail.

“Why…why?!”

"Why do we strive so hard to live, but the world won't let us live?"

"Taxes are increasing, farmland is decreasing, harsh policies are increasing, and good citizens are decreasing! If the shogunate and the daimyo won't let us live, we won't let the daimyo and the shogunate live!"

"We diligently believe in Orthodoxy and pray for the Messiah's miracle to come, but in the end, those who also believe in the Messiah betray me - why is this world so miserable?! Wolf, wolf! If you look at me, burn all this to ashes!"

Heber stared at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada without any fluctuation in his expression.

During the Shimabara Rebellion in 1638, Amakusa Shiro, who was only 16 years old, led about Orthodox peasants in an uprising. The enemies they had to fight against were countless veteran generals from the Warring States Period and the -strong army of the shogunate.

The rebels held Shimabara Castle for several months, but were ultimately defeated due to a lack of food and supplies and the defection of Dutch reinforcements.

After the city was broken, the shogunate army launched a massacre, and Amakusa Shiro was captured and tortured to death.

The entire Shimabara Castle was burned down in a huge fire, and a full 30,000 people died in despair in the flames.

From the beginning to the end, the ruling Messiah believed in by the Orthodox Church did not give any response - this was because the East Country was a disputed land, and from the beginning, Amakusa Shiro and his companions did not believe in the Orthodox Church, and their rituals ultimately pointed to Canlang.

And at the end of the fire, a man named Amakusa Shiro Tokisada merged with the souls of 30,000 people who died in resentment.

Even though he was in a desperate situation, he still burned with all his might.

"Let the fire of the fifth year of Kan'ei continue to burn at the end of the shogunate... The fate of Shimabara Castle is the future of Kyoto..."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada gazed at the city of Kyoto with resentment.

In the end, what he hated was not Hebe, but the prosperous Kyoto and everyone living in it.

puff.

This fire that burned more than two hundred years ago finally went out in the snow.

Heber didn't feel anything special.

Amakusa Shiro's story is indeed pitiful, sad, hateful and lamentable - but what does that have to do with her?

"Since you want to kill someone, don't tell me your reasons."

Heber stared at the hillside gradually covered by heavy snow: "You don't have to say it, I'm too lazy to listen."

Shiro Amakusa's desires are extremely complicated; he seems powerful and strange, but his status is not high, only at the daytime level.

In Kyoto City, it is very troublesome to deal with Shiro Amakusa. If you are not careful, the whole city will be dragged into the sea of fire by him.

But in the suburbs, Scar Father's wrath suppressed Amakusa Shiro in all aspects, causing this terrible and strange wolf disciple to die without any achievement.

The fox demon coughed lightly a few times to brush off the accumulated snow on his shoulders.

She turned around and looked at Okada Izo, who was standing on the mountain path with a sad expression.

The man who risked his life to come and report the news felt a little lost and confused.

"Where's the teacher?" he asked Heber. "Where's Mr. Takechi?"

"Of course he's dead," Heber said. "He was assimilated and eaten by Amakusa Shiro. Even if he hadn't died at Amakusa Shiro's hands, he wouldn't have survived tonight."

Okada Izo let out a panicked breath, and his clenched fists finally loosened.

The killer frowned and narrowed his eyes. He didn't know where to look, but his gaze fell on the snow, which pierced his heart and caused him to hurt for no reason.

He sat down on the ground and slapped his chest with his hands.

Izo Okada finally remembered that he was called in by Mr. Takechi at noon and had a cup of tea - after that he had become a living dead.

Heber looked at Okada Izo lying on the ground and thought that the fate of a samurai was probably to be betrayed.

Okada Izo looked up at Heber and suddenly remembered the fields in his hometown, the cobblestone path beside the fields, and the boundless blue sky.

Logically, he should have recited a haiku, but in this dream, the samurai could not utter a word.

He squinted his eyes, and the past twenty years passed by like a kaleidoscope. What was his most profound memory in the end?

It's a sword.

It was when he first saw the wooden sword in the teacher's hand when he attended the dojo for the first time.

At that time, he thought that he must become a famous swordsman in this life... no, a swordsman who would be remembered in history.

Okada Izo struggled to open his eyes, even though his vision was already blurry and black.

"What a shame—I haven't had the chance to show you my amazing swordsmanship."

After saying this, Okada Izo's breath gradually weakened.

Heber stared at the warrior lying on the ground and suddenly said, "The heroic swordsman who fought with you that day was Guiyi Fayan."

Image: "Okada Izo", Location: "Images/1739923743-100425178-112961794.jpg"

Okada Izo's eyes widened.

He looked at Hebe, his lip trembling.

Then laughed.

So that's it, so that's it...

My swordsmanship is not inferior to that of the ancient sword masters!

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Okada Izo's breath completely stopped.

His body quickly decayed and weathered, then blended with the snow, making it impossible to tell which was which.

Heber walked back along the path. The final large-scale fireworks leaped into the night sky. A rain of light with five hundred colors poured into the river in the castle town. The river lanterns floated down the water and gradually disappeared.

Okita Souji was waiting for her by the roadside, rubbing his hands. The young swordsman had a dark gray haori draped over her shoulders and was holding a scarf of the same color in her hands.

When she saw Hebe, the swordswoman hurried over and put the scarf around the fox's neck.

"Ms. Tamamo, are you okay?" Okita Souji looked at Heber, "You look terrible..."

"Really? Maybe he was frozen by the snow." Heber rubbed his face. "How is it going?"

"Everything's been taken care of. Where's Okada Izo? Did he hurt Miss Tamamo?"

Okita Souji knew that this was a useless worry, but she still asked.

Heber put his hands in his sleeves and looked up at the flames in the night sky that had not yet dissipated.

She thought: Whether he was being used or not, Okada Izo had indeed made a choice.

After a moment, Heber looked away and said calmly, "Okada Izo is dead. He also died protecting the civilians of Kyoto."

Okita Souji nodded slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Well, tonight is going to be a sleepless night."

Heber waved his hand and said, "Ms. Okita, and Saito, go to Nijo Castle and meet up with Hijikata Toshizo. He should have taken down the Kenkai Clan by now."

Saito Hajime and Okita Souji looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Yes, none of them had seen Hijikata Toshizo and Kondo Isami tonight.

"What about you, Miss Tamamo?"

"I'm going to the Imperial Palace." Heber smiled. "After tonight, the shogunate will be ours."

Eastern Kingdom Scroll: 110 The Ghost King of Mount Yuga

When the night completely faded and the sun once again rose over the earth, a coup had already taken place among the upper echelons of Kyoto.

Of course Heber didn't think so.

How can this be called a coup? It's clearly a return of power.

After all, at this time the power of the shogunate had fallen into the wrong hands, and the shogun and the retired emperor were sitting in the singularity of the fifteenth century. Heber certainly had the reason and ability to put the shogunate, which had gone astray, back on track.

Although the Kenkai group is well-equipped, they are no match for the Shinsengumi with the support of Heber.

When Sakamoto Ryoma and Kondo Isami led their troops into the Imperial Palace, Tokugawa Bugyo was unable to organize a decent resistance.

Sakamoto Ryoma had already planned a series of countermeasures, and by the time Heber arrived at the Imperial Palace, everything had been settled.

It was two days later when the Satsuma-Choshu Alliance learned of this.

Takasugi Shinsaku smiled and sent the messenger away, then flew into a rage in his study. He could sense from the policies promulgated by Sakamoto Ryoma that this man's talent far surpassed his own, and with Sakamoto Ryoma in power, the shogunate would remain stable for at least two hundred years.

While waiting for the shogunate to fully integrate its forces and free up its hands, the next target will only be the Satsuma-Choshu Alliance!

Takasugi Shinsaku bit his thumbnail and decided to start the attack on the border mountain, Mt. Oga, in advance.

Picture: "Takasugi Shinsaku", location: "Images/1739980123-100425178-112990817.jpg"

According to the previous speculation of Inari Taisha Shrine, the coordinates of the current appearance of Mount Goga are located in Toba and Fushimi near Kyoto.

Coincidentally, in Hebe's previous life, the decisive battle between the shogunate and the anti-shogunate army took place in Toba and Fushimi.

——The old shogunate army was defeated here, while the anti-shogunate army won, and the death knell of the Tokugawa family was sounded.

As for Li Xi, who had been wandering here for several days, he finally found the weak side gate leading to Mount Yuga.

......

According to the Eastern fairy tale book "Otogi Shoji", Mount Otogi is a paradise protected by the King of Demons.

The villagers work from sunrise to sunset, and the rice here is blessed by the Inari God, so it can mature three times a year.

Here, the land is fertile, the water and grass are abundant, the weather is good, there are no excessive taxes, and there are no daimyo's private armies who take advantage of the opportunity to plunder. Although wild beasts occasionally invade, the Ghost King always suppresses and annihilates them immediately.

Li Xi originally thought it was just a rumor, but when she actually came to Mount Yuga, she found that it was not a lie.

Everything described in fairy tales is true.

If the Yokai Forest is a refuge for monsters, then Mount Oga is the paradise that humans yearn for.

Tanuki walked along the stone path. Under a tree at the entrance of the village, several villagers wearing clothes from the Heian period were chatting.

When they saw Li Xi, they all stood up from the ground and asked with a pleasant expression: "Are the guests from outside? What time is it outside now?"

Li Xi gave them a brief description of the outside world and expressed his desire to meet the Ghost King.

The people of Yujia Mountain looked at each other in confusion.

After a quick eye contact, one of the gray-haired men came out.

"It just so happens that we are also going to see the Ghost King." The mountain man coughed, "Please follow me, guest."

......

Cherry trees grow at the foot of Mount Goga, and the treetops are covered with pink and white clouds.

In the nameless village, low bungalows are located one after another, and ditches are dug on both sides of the road.

The mountain man led Li Xi through a vermilion torii gate, and the surrounding environment suddenly became quieter.

In Eastern culture, Torii means a door, which is used to separate the human world from the non-human realm.

Almost at the moment of passing through the torii gate, Li Xi heard faint thunder coming from the top of the mountain where cherry blossoms were like clouds.