Non-Honmaru Inner Honwan [Comprehensive]

Who can refuse such a person

No matter how many complaints, no matter how much grief and anger, it seems to be melted by that calm smile.The weight of "only trust you" is too heavy and too sincere, no matter how unreasonable the request is, there is no way for people to refuse it.Therefore, when Mizoo Motomo finally got out of the trance brought by that heavy emotion, he suddenly realized that he had raised his sword and stood behind Akechi Mitsuhide, probably it was not something completely incomprehensible.

The fire was getting closer and closer, and through the doors and windows, one could even see the rising and falling flames outside.Yaken Toshiro sat kneeling aside, but his mind was still in a mess. He clearly understood what Akechi Mitsuhide meant, but he still couldn't figure it out.Before Akechi Mitsuhide's intention to kill himself, even his future was arbitrarily decided as a "backhand", he couldn't produce a trace of anger, all emotions had been swallowed up by the previous shock, and now there was nothing in the empty space. No.

So he could only look at Mitsuhide Akechi without blinking.

The young-looking man who didn't look like a middle-aged man was sitting there, the blood stains on the hakama pants hadn't dried completely, and the round of high-speed thinking just now seemed to have exhausted his energy, so that after letting go of Shigeru Mizoo He coughed lightly again.But the expression on his face was calm and calm, watching the approaching flames on the window, his eyes were also cold, he calmly put his hands on his waist, slowly pulled out the dagger, put it flat on his knees, and unsheathed it inch by inch .

Without the unintentional concealment of the wide sleeves, the short knife with a blade length of eight inches and three minutes was finally fully presented in front of Yakuken Toshiro.The appearance of the knife is actually very simple, and Jiguang's inscription is also hidden in the handle. Only the Lingling Qingguang with candlelight shining on the blade can make people feel the sharpness.

Yaken Toshiro stood up abruptly!

What Mitsuhide Akechi holds in his hand is none other than the short sword "Yakuken Toshiro" that has fallen into the hands of Oda Nobunaga in this era!

How could he forget that besides Fudo Yukimitsu... the "Yakuken Toshiro" in history also experienced this day, and there was a rumor that it was burned down in Honnoji Temple!

Before he could take any more actions, Akechi Mitsuhide ordered indifferently: "—Yakuken, sit up."

——Then, Yaken Toshiro could only watch Akechi Mitsuhide tear off his clothes and put the tip of the knife on his abdomen.

Unprecedentedly, he strongly hoped that his legend of not harming the lord would come true again. This strong desire even broke through the shackles of his previous spiritual power, and spread from him invisibly, flowing into this era. The real "Yakuken Toshiro" without a mind.The spiritual power was tightly bound on the blade like a bowstring, wrapping the sharp tip layer by layer, pulling it in the opposite direction.In this silent and invisible contest, Yaken Toshiro even felt that he had been vaguely connected with that dead thing, and his whole body was trembling, even though he knew that the real judge was Saburo. This kind of intention is also so strong——

……yes.Whether it's him or "Yakuken Toshiro" this time, the real master is Saburo.

Instead of Mitsuhide Akechi.

He resisted to sit where he was, but the tears had already flowed down one by one.He didn't go to see what the scene was like, but he, who had already resonated with "Yakuken Toshiro" Nashin, felt more clearly than anyone else how those spiritual powers were in vain collapsing on Akechi Mitsuhide's skin Come on, how did the warm blood flow down the tip of the knife.This warmth was so desperate that he trembled all over, choked up and couldn't speak, and in the end he could only cling tightly to the box in front of him that was going to hold the head.

But at this moment Akechi Mitsuhide didn't feel much pain.

His body has been entangled in pain for too long, perhaps because his will is strong enough, he felt an unexpected sense of relief after fulfilling his wish at this moment, as if his soul was really freed from this painful body first.The blood flow was too fast, and his body was too weak, and soon his eyes went dark—but this kind of darkness was only for a short moment, and those things that he had remembered and those that he had forgotten quickly disappeared from his eyes. It flashed before his eyes.

It is the battlefield where he and "Oda Nobunaga of the Time Traveling Army" hate each other and confront each other.

It was he and Gui Die who were standing in the same corridor, Moon Ye who didn't say anything about Saburo's true identity but knew it by heart.

It was him who pretended to be Saburo and went to court, and when he came back, he exchanged clothes and exchanged information in the same room.

It was the curse that he massacred Mount Hiei and Nagashima, and the monks and believers who were massacred said "will die by fire".

It was he who was accepted by Saburo as a retainer, and has since entered the official Oda's audience.

as well as……

More than 30 years ago, when he was galloping his horse and trying to escape from Oda's house, he saw someone fall in front of his horse out of thin air. As a young man, he wanted to move on, but after seeing the other person's appearance, he accidentally untied him. Vibrating knife stuffed it over, eagerly begging——

[Please use your appearance to be my substitute! 】

Such a ridiculous first encounter.

There is no need to recall the life ahead.His life had already been divided into two halves at that moment. One half was full of pediatric troubles that really troubled him when he was young. It was as dull and boring as a distant dream; There are no reservations, just like a beautiful dream until the end.

50 years in the world are like a dream and an illusion.

—The one who was once alive...

What he once said to Saburo was not a lie.

Even though he was designated as the heir at a young age, he felt that he couldn't afford the family, and he didn't have a specific thing he wanted to do... If there was something he really wanted to do, he could have done it long ago Let go of everything to chase, and use practical actions to make his father Xinxiu give up on him.But he never did, even when his younger brother Nobuyuki almost wrote his ambitions on the surface, he still had an ambiguous attitude, even if he switched identities later, he knew that Saburo had suppressed Nobuyuki and gained control of the entire Oda family , He just heard about it, drifted along to study in Meinong, was appreciated, and was adopted as an adopted son by the wise family——

Until, he heard that Saburo defeated Imakawa Yoshimoto in Tianle Zajian.

Ripples suddenly appeared in the heart like a pool of stagnant water, wanting to meet, want to do something, want to maximize the value of this life... Only then did he realize that he was really alive !

——He is alive for Saburo.

The fragments of those memories gradually disappeared before his eyes.But at the end of those memories dimmed by excessive blood loss, he still saw the young man in white and red hakama lazily walking in front with his hands behind his head.As if sensing that he hadn't followed, the young man turned his head, and with a face that was exactly the same as his, as if mirrored at both ends, he called out in confusion:

【Little light】

……

Akechi Mitsuhide forcefully opened his eyes, and the gorgeously decorated main hall was twisting and twisting in his vision.In this near-death vision, he couldn't see anything clearly, but those hands that should have been weak still held the handle of the knife tightly, as if holding tightly to the place where his life was hanging, and with the last minute Spinning and stirring vigorously, he shouted sharply: "Mao Chao!"

Mizoo Shigeru had tears in his eyes, and he closed them hard, the tears fell together with the tachi in his hand!

That drop of tear fell on his caged hand, seeping into the gap.Yaken Toshiro rushed forward regardless of his image, but the blade of the sword fell, and Mitsuhide Akechi's head was cut off from the neck in an instant, only a misty blood spurted out from the cut!

Yaken Toshiro only had time to kneel in the pool of blood, hugging the blood-stained head of the young man that hadn't fallen yet.The pain of seppuku was so tormenting, but that face seemed to be in a satisfying dream, even the brows were loosened, and the eyes were half-closed, smiling peacefully.

The tongue of fire has already licked the main entrance of the main hall, and even the golden paint on the beams and columns is peeling off in the flames. Soon, the fire will spread to the hall, bringing together the golden statues of Buddha and the colorful murals on the wall. engulf.Such a gorgeous temple will be burned, and here, whether it is Mori Ranmaru or Akechi Mitsuhide, even if the will has surpassed the limit of the body, so dazzling that it is almost impossible to look directly at it——

...how can it be, it will never be destroyed

Yaken Toshiro put the head in the box and held it solemnly in his arms.

His body has gradually begun to become transparent, but this is just like the "expedition" in Akechi Mitsuhide's order.Such an order will be given to him, not because of his skill, but simply because as a sword man, his body and the items to be transported are integrated in this state, and his spiritual power is restrained. He does not need to eat during the period, and there is no need to worry. The item is "broken (spoiled)".As long as he keeps "expedition", the contents of this box will always be kept fresh and usable, even if Saburo never comes back, even if Shigeru Mizoo dies...they will never change.

During the long period when the Fusangshen were by Saburo's side, Akechi Mitsuhide watched them from the beginning to the end, as if to make up for Saburo's trust and indulgence in them, watching like that without letting go of a single bit them.So even now, when they have regained control of their bodies, this man has memorized their characteristics by heart, without the slightest forgetting.

so terrible.It's also the same, the wonderful charm that makes people not want to resist his orders even if they are heartbroken and almost cry out for injustice.

This person has already done this, if he can't change Saburo's fate, probably no one in this world can change his fate

Therefore, at the time when "Akechi Mitsuhide" was destined to die in the history after the Honnoji Incident, this box appeared as Akechi Mitsuhide's last backup and the only one capable of turning the tide——

Just as Akechi Mitsuhide wished during his lifetime.