The personal master of the beautiful president

Tokyo, Ise Grand Shrine.

Here is the highest holy place of the Yamato Kingdom and the symbol of the spirit of the Yamato people!

Ise Grand Shrine has an irreplaceable position in the hearts of Yamato people. Even some Yamato people who were born overseas will cut off a strand of their hair and wrap it in yellow paper. Shida Shrine, in order to show the recognition of the ancestors.

His eyes glanced at the gate of Ise Grand Shrine, and when he looked inside, he could see shrine buildings, with wind chimes hanging on the trees on both sides and white strips wrapped around them.

There are beautiful maidens in white robes and red skirts, walking around the shrine, their footsteps are so soft that they are undetectable, like ghosts.

In the main hall of Ise Shrine, there are three figures.

"Mr. Tsukahara, not long ago, we found the body of His Royal Highness Jianzi on Biefeng Mountain on Sakura Mountain." A man dressed in armor from the Warring States Period and dressed meticulously looked at the leading man in sackcloth. opened the mouth.

The man in sackcloth has white hair all over his head and a thin figure, as if he has gone through the vicissitudes of time.

This is an old man.

But no one thought he was an old man.

"Do you know who did it?" the old man asked calmly without turning his head.

"I checked the wounds on His Highness Jianzi's body, and found that the fatal wound was caused by His Majesty Jianzi's 'authentic' knife." The man in the war helmet replied.

"What about the rest of the injuries?"

"For the rest of the injuries, we checked all the well-known famous knives in the Yamato Kingdom, and found that they did not match the sword marks."

"That's not caused by our Yamato people," the old man said flatly, "With his strength, it is impossible for an ordinary samurai sword to leave scars on his body."

"He Xizi, have you seen it with the Yata Mirror?"

"Your Excellency, before I came to report to you, I have tried using the Yata Mirror, but with my mana, I can't see what happened at the bottom of the valley through the sword screen barrier, and I can't find out what happened to the sword that killed the sword. Who is it?" He Xizi, who was wearing a witch's robe, opened her thin lips and said.

"Is that so?"

The old man nodded slightly.

"Your Excellency, don't worry, I have sent ninjas and contacted all the shrines in our Yamato Kingdom. I believe that the murderer who killed Jianzi will be caught soon." Seeing that the old man did not speak, the man in the war helmet thought he was worried Unable to catch the murderer, he hurriedly promised.

"No need."

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head slightly. "I already know who it is."

"You already know?" Hearing the old man's words, both the man in the helmet and He Xizi had a look of disbelief across their faces, "Who is the murderer?"

"The secret must not be leaked." The old man replied flatly.

The two looked at each other, and just about to ask, at this moment, a priestess walked into the main hall in small steps, and knelt down to the three of them, "Your Excellency the Sword Saint, Saintess, Commander, there is someone from the Tokugawa family outside the shrine." People come to see you."

"People from the Tokugawa family?"

Hearing this, the old man raised his chin slightly.

"Isn't the Tokugawa family destroyed? There are only three or two big cats and kittens left. Why do they still come to our Ise Grand Shrine?" The man in the war helmet frowned slightly.

"If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, you naturally come here to seek revenge from the power of our Ise Grand Shrine. The Tokugawa family is really going backwards." He Xizi shook his head.

"Then shall we meet or not?" Hearing what He Xizi said, the man in the battle helmet frowned even deeper.

He Xizi didn't answer, but looked at the man behind the back of his hands, obviously waiting for his decision.

"Let him in."

"Yes."

The witch bowed her head and retreated, and after a while, a middle-aged man wearing the costume of the Tokugawa family came in. The man knelt down outside the main hall, knelt down every five steps, kowtowed every ten steps, The legs moved all the way to the front of the three of them.

"Old slave of the Tokugawa family, Yuma Akihara pays homage to Your Excellency the Sword Saint, Your Highness the Holy Maiden, Commander Kawada."

"It's you, isn't it the eldest son of your Tokugawa family?" The old man turned around, just glanced at Akihara Yuma who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked away, as if Akihara Yuma was worth his glance.

"Replying to Your Excellency the Sword Saint, because of Mr. Tokugawa's death, the son became ill from depression and recuperated at the mansion, and dared not come out to disturb Your Excellency." Akihara Yuma replied.

"Hehe, I've become ill from depression and recuperated," the old man sneered three times, "I think they were frightened by the Northern Emperor's reputation, they have already packed up and left, and dare not stay in the mansion anymore!"

"This this……"

After being told by the old man, Yuma Akihara was sweating profusely.

He was really ashamed to say that the eldest sons of the family were afraid of Lin Bei's authority and had already fled. This sentence is really embarrassing, saying it is like slapping their Tokugawa family in the face!

Therefore, he had no choice but to fabricate a lie, intending to get away with it, but he did not expect that the old man's eyes were so vicious, and his lie was exposed at a glance.

"Bold, how dare you deceive Your Excellency the Sword Saint, come here and throw him out." The man in the war helmet stared at Yuma Akihara with angry eyes, and scolded.

"Your Excellency the Sword Saint!"

Hearing what the man in the helmet said, Akihara Yuuma kept kowtowing on the ground, begging for forgiveness.If he was kicked out this time, he would never have the chance to set foot in the Ise Grand Shrine, and he would never have the chance to avenge the Tokugawa family.

"Forget it, spare him this time."

The old man stopped everyone with a wave of his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Juggernaut, thank you, Your Majesty the Juggernaut!" Akihara Yuma broke the skin on his head, and his forehead was stained with bright red blood. He couldn't help but thank the old man.

"Tell me, why did you come to Ise Grand Shrine today?"

"I am here this time to invite Your Excellency the Sword Saint to come forward for our Tokugawa family and kill the devil of the Northern Emperor." With the previous lessons learned, Akihara Yuma no longer beat around the bush with the old man, and straightforwardly expressed his thoughts out.

"Hehe, that is the grievance between your Tokugawa family and Beihuang. It was your Tokugawa family who took the initiative to make an appointment with Beihuang on Mount Fuji. As the saying goes, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Why should I help you?" Get ahead." The old man said disapprovingly, as if the destruction of the Tokugawa family had nothing to do with him.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In front of the Ise Grand Shrine, any family is just a pawn on the chessboard.The Tokugawa family is nothing more than a pawn used by their Ise Grand Shrine.

Hearing the old man's words, Akihara Yuma felt a chill in his heart.

Their family has been enshrining for the Ise Grand Shrine for so many years. Now that the family has been wiped out, they are not even willing to stand up for the Tokugawa family.

Sure enough, the power is ruthless, and the Tokugawa family has just been used all these years.

Fortunately, Mr. Tokugawa had expected this and prepared for it.

"Your Excellency the Sword Saint, please don't reject me, just take a look at the letter in my hand." Akihara Yuuma knelt on the ground, and respectfully presented the letter in his arms.

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