Like an ice cube? Exuding a cold breath.

Occasionally, there are a few people walking through this "village", but all of them have expressionless faces and are walking in a hurry. Whether it is their clothes, their expressions, or their movements, they are all far from the image of mountain people.

In an ordinary wooden house in this "village", an old man with all gray hair on his head was holding a scroll and reading it with gusto.

"...It seems..." the old man suddenly said in a soliloquy tone, "the shogunate's purpose of concentrating all serious criminals in the country in Kii... is much more interesting than I thought."

"I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time. It's really unbearable..."

After letting out some weird laughter, the old man threw the scroll aside.

"Here comes someone." The old man shouted in a casual tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man wearing black clothes and black trousers jumped from the ceiling above the old man's head.

"Go help me call A-Machi."

The old man said as he stretched out his right little finger to dig out earwax.

"I have...an interesting task for her."

After saying this, the old man's one eye shone with a meaningful light.

This old man only has one eye: his right eye.

A huge scar cut vertically from his left forehead, across his left eye, and then stopped on his left cheek.

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Volume 2 "The Executioner" - The End!

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Preview of Volume 3 "Buddha's Enemy":

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