My grandson is a member of the Great Salt Party.

Ever since he learned about my grandson's true identity, Nishino has always regarded him as a rebellious traitor who brought harm to the country and the people.

If it were not forced by reality, let alone joining forces to fight against the enemy, he would not even bother to say a word to my grandson.

If my grandson dies, Nishino should feel lucky and even gloat about his misfortune.

However, at the moment when this "what if" really became a reality, there was no emotion related to joy in Nishino's heart.

But at the same time, he didn't feel sad or sad.

Nishino stared blankly at my grandson's face, which showed no pain or fear, only a smile.

He didn't break his promise - this thought came to Nishino's mind for no reason.

My grandson really fought to the last moment for his beliefs and the cause he believed in, and he is sincerely proud of it.

——When death is approaching... can I smile as calmly as he does?

The moment this thought came up, an elusive bitterness swept over Nishino's cheeks.

"What are you doing... You want me to escort a 'fat pig' and carry a body in this state... Isn't this embarrassing for me..."

Just as Nishino was muttering to the air, his expression suddenly changed.

"Cough! Cough cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!!"

Although he tried hard to control it, he still bent down uncontrollably and put his hands on the ground.

The muddy ground just a stone's throw away from the tip of his nose was gradually blackened by the blood he coughed up.

"Damn...!"

A strong sense of dizziness surged through Nishino's brain like a tide, and the world in front of him seemed to be covered with a filter, becoming shaky and blurry.

Everything happened too suddenly.

It was clear that Nishino's physical condition was still good a moment before, he was able to hold the knife and stand up straight.

But with a snap of his fingers, his spine seemed to have been ripped off, and his whole body collapsed.

The situation changed so quickly that even Nishino himself felt unexpected.

After hearing Nishino's cough and noticing that Nishino's knife was removed from his neck, Phoenix House Yataro was startled for a moment, then carefully turned his head to the side and looked at Nishino behind him.

After discovering that his body was visibly weak, his small mouse-like eyes rolled around.

The next moment, he threw off his fat arms, spread out his stubby legs, and ran forward, away from Nishino, and screamed like boiling hot water that suddenly overflowed:

"Help! Help! Someone is trying to kill me!"

Nishino raised his head with difficulty and cast an angry look at Phoenix House Yataro who was gradually walking away.

"Oh shit……!"

He put the Zhenzhu in his hand on the ground and stood up with force.

Because he is used to living a pampered life and seriously lacks exercise on weekdays, Phoenix House Yataro's running speed is not very fast.

However... Nishino's physical condition is really bad.

Just standing up made the lines of his face distorted with pain.

Under such circumstances, I would definitely not be able to catch up with Phoenix Yataro if I carried my grandson on his back.

As a last resort, Nishino could only lay my grandson's body flat on the ground.

Sorry, I will take you away later - after saying this to my grandson in his heart, Nishino rushed to chase Yataro Phoenix House.

"Help! Help!"

Phoenix House Yataro shouted for help over and over again, breaking the silence of the night.

The standard for dividing temple land is very rough. Basically, the land and towns around temples and shrines are circled - well, this area is temple land!

Therefore, not only a large number of clerics live in the temple grounds, but also a considerable number of civilians. In addition to temples and shrines, common civilian facilities such as teahouses, izakayas, and bathhouses are all available.

All in all, except for the different management organizations, there is basically no essential difference between the temple land, the town people's land, and the samurai land.

Phoenix House Yataro's continuous howling naturally woke up many townspeople who were already familiar with Zhou Gong.

From the houses on both sides of the street, there could be heard one after another the soft sound of blankets being lifted, the sound of "squeaking" footsteps, and the sound of doors and windows being pushed open.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"

"Yeah! It seems like there are samurai hunting down civilians!"

"What? Is there another samurai trying someone's sword?"

"I don't know. It's possible that those crazy people who talk about "rejecting foreigners" are causing trouble."

"Quick! Close the windows and doors quickly! Don't be troublesome!"

…

A samurai chases someone with a sword... Faced with such a situation, the only ones who dare to intervene are samurai who are very confident in their own skills.

Unfortunately - this place is a temple place, not a samurai place where samurai live.

Not everyone has the courage to meddle in other people's business.

Especially this kind of trivial matter, where if you don't do it right, you will get into trouble or even lose your life.

Wherever Yataro Phoenix House fled, the people there closed their doors and windows, pretended not to hear anything or knew anything, and watched silently.

When Phoenix House Yataro saw this, his face became paler.

Da da da da da da!

At this time, he heard footsteps coming closer and louder from behind.

He turned around and looked back timidly.

What caught his eyes were the blades emitting cold light, the clothes soaked in blood, the eyes shining fiercely against the backdrop of the night, the face without any expression but giving off a ferocious feeling...

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally!!"

This situation frightened Phoenix House Yataro into screaming like a pig, and his fat face gradually turned into a look of despair.

If Phoenix House Yataro escapes, all the efforts tonight and the death of my grandson will be in vain!

At this thought, Nishino gritted his teeth and frantically squeezed out all the remaining strength in his body.

Driven by the desire to survive, Phoenix House Yataro also tried his best.

"Humph! Humph! Humph! Humph!"

His nostrils were stretched to the limit, and he repeatedly exhaled hot breath.

The pain in his flanks was severe, his lungs seemed about to explode, and his legs were so sore that he lost consciousness... Even so, Phoenix House Yataro did not dare to slow down.

Tonight may be the fastest and longest run he has ever run in his life.

Nishino's physical strength is far superior to that of his opponent, but his scarred body prevents him from exerting his full strength.

Phoenix Yataro, whose body was drained by alcohol and sex, was usually a physical scumbag who would get out of breath after running a few steps, but at the moment of crisis, all the potential in his body burst out.

In this way, the two sides reached a delicate balance of power, which could neither drag them away nor close the distance.

Judging from this situation, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose in this pursuit.

But who would have thought...the final winner would appear so quickly.

Because the environment was dark and he couldn't see the road clearly, and he couldn't care about looking at the road, Phoenix House Yataro accidentally kicked a bump on the ground.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

He let out a scream of pain, then rolled around on the ground like a ball several times, and finally collapsed heavily to the ground with his back facing the sky.

"Uh ah ah ah..."

Phoenix House Yataro felt countless gold stars flying in front of his eyes, and a burning pain came from his back, making him almost lose consciousness.

At this time, a piece of good news and a piece of bad news will suddenly come to him.

The good news is: his back suddenly no longer hurts.

The bad news is: the reason why his back suddenly stopped hurting was because he saw something even scarier than back pain...

Snap, snap, snap...

Nishino dragged the knife in his hand and walked step by step towards Phoenix House Yataro who was lying on the ground.

The figure stretched by the moonlight pressed against the opponent's body like a mountain.

"Hey, you bastard... I should have told you before, right? If you dare to move, your head will fall to the ground."

"Alas--!"

Phoenix House Yataro fell back on his hands and knees and tried to get up.

But he was extremely tired and his legs were weak from fear, so that within a short period of time, he could no longer do any other movements except crawling on the ground.

"It's just that I still have many, many questions to ask you slowly. So - let's just break both of your arms. If you can't swing your arms, it will be difficult for you to run fast, right?"
To be continued...