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Waiting.

Waiting is never-ending.

My whole life, even after death, I have been waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a turnaround, waiting for nothing.

Their methods were unscrupulous, they killed decisively, they never neglected, they never disobeyed, they did their utmost to achieve outstanding military service, even if they had to shed tears in front of everyone, they still wanted to obtain that person's love.

But, that person, why did he treat me like that?

Resentment, questioning, begging — it was useless.

I was just a chess piece in that person's hand that was too much to take and too wasteful to discard. In such a big chessboard, there was no place for me to stay.

Perhaps, I was not as important as a little servant boy.

… No, no.

It's not that person's fault, it's the victory that got to his head, it's the wind and clouds that covered the light, it's the villain that deceived the hero.

The Lord is not wrong, he just became no longer the Lord.

— So, I killed him.

With hands stained with sin, with arrows that represent loyalty, with flames that welcome rebirth, I pushed that person back to hell.

Ah, he went to hell, but I couldn't go with him.

I had to wait, wait for him to return from hell.

My ideal Lord, my real Lord, when will he come back?

When persuading the ministers to surrender, I was waiting; when sending out troops, I was waiting; when being defeated and seriously injured, I was waiting; when the Impermanence took my life, I was still waiting —

Until I was at the end of hell, I realized that the Lord had already abandoned me.

"Since waiting is meaningless, why don't you create one yourself?"

The person who summoned me suggested to me.

The face hidden in the hood was blurred, the calm words were full of confusion, and the ominous shadow always surrounded me.

"As long as you use the almighty Holy Grail, your wish can be realized."

Holy Grail …?

"Yes, Holy Grail.

You want a wise Lord, I want a follower, isn't this a very mutually beneficial combination? "

He stretched out his hand to me, the palm was young, completely different from the vicissitudes of life.

Buddha gently shook his head to me, silently dissuading me.

The green bird fell from the branch, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The afterglow of the setting sun was swallowed by the horizon, and darkness invaded the earth.

The heavens and the earth can be my witness, the sun and the moon can be my witness, this heart that is beating again, this blood that is warm again, my loyalty still belongs to my Lord.

But I didn't want to wait any longer.

It didn't matter if it was a lie or a shortcut, as long as it was for that person.

Oda Nobunaga

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"Huh?

Oda Nobunaga?

Isn't she the one who nuzzles every day? "

Tachika sat on the iron bed in the cell, hugging his legs as he looked at Count.

He leaned against the wall and stood by the bed. Tachika saw that he did not speak and pulled on his cloak. He did not show any signs of anger.

"That's him."

He took out a cigar and lit it again. Tachika looked at him. He thought for a moment and put it down. "He looks careless and carefree, but he's actually very ambitious. He's a ruthless invader."

"This building doesn't have much to do with her … It was originally like this.

Without that incident, this city would have fallen into her hands sooner or later. "

LiXiang alert.jpg: "You're saying that she …"

Count quickly denied it. "She didn't come, and there was no ridiculous alteration."

The flame gathered and turned into a handwritten account book. He opened it with his hand. "At least that's what I recorded in my diary."

"You actually have this kind of girlish hobby?"

He laughed.

"A girlish girl who is betrayed and records revenge all day long?

Master, you've applied the image to the wrong person. The more suitable one is probably the opposite of the Holy Virgin! "

No, even if that person was the opposite, she wouldn't do such a thing … Or rather, she couldn't do it even if she wanted to.

The cell was cold and damp. The rats in the gutter ran back and forth in the four corners of the room. Outside the heavy cell door, there was the sound of a beast grinding its claws, mixed with a low growl. That was a signal that it was hungry for food, and its target was the two people in the room.

Count seemed to have no worries on the surface, but in fact, if he had discovered it three minutes later, Tachika would have been sleeping in the demon's stomach.

Therefore, even if this prison cell was an obvious trap, they still had to go in.

Tachika had no objection to Count's judgment. It was always right to believe in the big boss.

Rather than his own safety, Tachika was more interested in the relationship between this fake prison tower and Oda Nobunaga.

"This floor."

The man's slender fingers rubbed the parchment, and he snorted coldly. "There is no other place, only this floor.

Or rather, this' space '.

If it was another place, like that temple, it would be reasonable to leave similar traces, and I would also relax my vigilance of his true identity. But he didn't. "

"He put all his collections and obsessions in this position, as if he was declaring presumptuously: Come and expose me, I beg someone to expose me.

Heh, you really have a wicked sense of humor. "

Tachika was alerted by the red light. "The position is made?

Then wouldn't we be entering the enemy's territory when we enter the underground city? "

"His power is not at that level yet. I don't know if it's artificial or his own limitations, or else he wouldn't have made a complete prison tower, but only this floor and a small cell."

Count pondered for a moment, and asserted, "This is his master's wish, or he deliberately disobeyed his master's wish. So what we see now is the result of the hunter and the hyena reluctantly reaching an agreement."

"In that case …" Tachika suddenly thought of something. "Masked Fox!"

… … Nothing happened.

Are you ignoring me?

Tachika was serious, and shouted again, "Fox's Aid!"

Still nothing happened.

Tachika was angry, and just as he shouted the word "Fox", the unique voice of Masked Fox suddenly sounded, "The user you are calling is not in the service area, and he won't come even if you shout until your throat is broken."

What happened to serving the people?!

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Tachika was disheartened, and turned to ask the man who was still thinking, "Is there any other way to break through here?"

Count's face suddenly darkened, and slightly gloomily answered, "I'm in the same state as that squatting king in the warehouse."

"So you can't go from Wenzhou to Canada?"

The naughty Tachika got a flick on the forehead from Count, "As long as you dare to go out of this door, Tachika Fujimaru will become the monster's dinner.

Also, stop joking around. "

"Wuwuwu …" Tachika heartlessly pretended to cry, "Edmond is super fierce!"

Count turned a blind eye to Tachika's crying, and pressed the spot where he had just flicked twice.

He was a little close to Tachika, and Tachika could see his trembling eyelashes, that was his uneasiness that he could not hide.

Tachika looked around and said, "Edmond's magic power should be depleted, right?

Why didn't his clothes burst? "

His eyelashes stopped trembling, and then he cast an extremely disdainful look, "Do you have this hobby?"

"Hahahahaha …" Tachika played dumb, and conveniently adjusted the position of Count's hat, "I'm just curious."

Count raised his eyebrows, his face full of disbelief. Tachika was about to use his hand to smooth his eyebrows, and while stroking, he praised, "Oh, such a good-looking person doesn't look good when he frowns, come, smile for me!"

He didn't smile, and stared at Tachika's eyes more inquisitively.

"Seriously, don't worry about me so much."

Putting down his hand, Tachika said with certainty from the bottom of his heart.

"They will definitely come to save us."

…

The "people who will definitely come to save us" that Tachika said were now seriously fighting among themselves.

The members of the second team were Ichijin Ichijin, Little Fox Ball, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, The Smiling Green River, Yamato Shouzen, the Compressional Hasselblad who had joined temporarily, and the temporary leader, Hero King.

Hero King had just had a misunderstanding with Ichijin Ichijin, and one could imagine how tense the atmosphere was along the way. The Smiling Green River, who was sandwiched between the two of them, almost couldn't laugh anymore.

As soon as Hero King arrived, Lord Tenshou acutely sensed the unusual magic aura, and he was about to tear down Tenshou Tower.

The Compressional Hasselblad, who had always been calm and self-controlled, actually stood on the same side as the king. Only Ichijin Ichijin, who had a vague memory of this place, spoke out to stop him, which made the king unhappy.

"This King doesn't want to repeat himself for the third time. Listen carefully, you bastards. There's the aura of that bastard magician here. Unless we turn this place upside down, you won't be able to enter 'that place' no matter what!"

"I don't understand. Isn't it right for us to enter the underground city and look for our master?

What if Milord accidentally injures Master? "

Kuniei Tsurimaru added weakly, "But our levels aren't high enough to go down to the deeper levels …"

Yiqi Yizhen was speechless for a moment. The king took the opportunity to pass by him and was about to make a move. However, a group of anxious people rushed out of the door.

"Lord Hero King?"

Yoshinobu first saw the Hero King, who was preparing to go on a killing spree. Then, he saw Yiqi Yizhen, who was pulling and pulling, and …