Chapter 163: One Slash To Slay The Red Ogre! Hannya’s Quality Upgrade, Buff Teammate Okabe Motonobu?
This Red Ogre’s aura, observed by Shangshan Che, was nearly the same as the Nue from the Demon Guide Association in the Mortal Realm.
In fact, the Red Ogre’s aura might even be a touch stronger.
It’s just that it doesn’t seem to be good at speed and isn’t very bright, which is why it was captured and put in a cage.
But to capture even this Two-and-a-Half Star Red Ogre and place it before him…
It seems the old geezers sitting in the inner chambers truly intend to kill him.
Shangshan Che stared at the Red Ogre, which resembled a small red mountain of flesh, baring its white fangs and expelling hot breath like an engine, and couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.
After all, the Sengoku Period is only a Three-Star map!
Therefore, excluding bosses and potential hidden maps, Two-and-a-Half Star entities are the strongest regular combatants in the Sengoku Period.
Shangshan Che scanned his surroundings, then silently withdrew his gaze.
—Just like now, in the Imagawa Residence, there were so many people gathered to watch the spectacle, including many samurai of considerable status, as well as Hatamoto serving as guards.
Yet, as he looked, he felt that hardly anyone present could reach the Two-and-a-Half Star level.
The Hatamoto, clad in imposing black armor, had a strength of only One-and-a-Half Star to Two-Star.
The samurai, needless to say, were even weaker on average than the Hatamoto, who could be called “elites.”
The only two samurai present who reached Two-and-a-Half Star were the brave warrior father and son duo, Asahina Yasunori and Asahina Yasutomo.
Moreover, due to his advanced age, Asahina Yasunori’s true strength was likely only Two-Star or less.
Oh… and that previous Hattori Hanzo also definitely had Two-and-a-Half Star, perhaps even reaching Three-Star was not impossible.
After all, as the “ancestor” and “origin” of all ninjas in later generations, it was perfectly normal for Hattori Hanzo to be more powerful.
However, Hanzo hid his aura extremely well; unless he revealed himself, even Shangshan Che couldn’t detect him at all.
Therefore, Shangshan Che couldn’t determine the extent of Hanzo’s strength.
—But since these so-called Elders presented him with such a “grand gift” on their first meeting, he couldn’t be blamed for returning the favor with ten thousand points of respect.
Shangshan Che has always been respectful of the old and caring for the young.
However, before that, he still needed to extract the full potential value from these Elders.
The thought that the Corona Breathing Technique could be partially perfected in less than a day in the Sengoku Period, making the cultivation of the Palace of Flesh more complete and detailed, filled Shangshan Che with a sense of bountiful joy.
He gently snapped his fingers.
“Nishaku.”
—Facing a mere Two-and-a-Half Star Red Ogre, which wasn’t very bright and thus was confined to an iron cage, Shangshan Che believed he didn’t need to act himself.
Didn’t these Elders want to use this “surprise” to kill him, or at the very least, test the extent of his strength?
In that case, letting Lord Nishaku handle it would be sufficient.
Under the silent gaze of numerous onlookers, a girl wearing a white hat and a small white dress appeared beside Shangshan Che without warning.
Lord Nishaku, receiving information through her heartstrings, bowed slightly to Shangshan Che and announced clearly, “Shikigami Nishaku, greets Master.”
As soon as she said this, many gazes shifted drastically, and the Elders’ expressions also began to turn gloomy and complex.
Shikigami?
A humanoid Shikigami?
And one with self-awareness, capable of conversing fluently?!
What does Onmyoji Che intend to do by summoning this little Shikigami, who is not even as tall as their legs?
In an instant, various questions arose in everyone’s minds, elevating their curiosity to its peak.
Even Imagawa Yoshimoto, who was on the verge of becoming a powder keg ready to explode, was momentarily stunned and silently turned her gaze.
Shangshan Che stared at the girl, who was feigning calmness but was actually so shy from being the center of attention that she was blushing, and said, “Nishaku, go and exorcise this Red Ogre.”
Lord Nishaku flinched slightly at the words, then raised her expressionless small face and met Shangshan Che’s gaze.
Her helpless and confused eyes clearly conveyed: “Ah? What? I’m supposed to fight this Red Ogre?”
Shangshan Che blinked and conveyed through his heartstrings, “Of course, not just you.”
—He wouldn’t put such immense pressure on his own Shikigami, making Nishaku, who had always been a support, go alone and face a Red Ogre of a higher level with a blank slate.
While it might not be convenient for Lord Nishaku to wear Pure Imperial Hina here, it was no problem to give her Little Jia.
Shangshan Che reached out and, under everyone’s watchful eyes, retrieved the dazzling Kaga Kiyomitsu from “the void.”
Then, he tossed Kaga Kiyomitsu, which was longer than Nishaku, to the girl.
“Little Jia, you and Nishaku go and take down this Red Ogre together.”
*Bzzzz!*
Kaga Kiyomitsu immediately vibrated excitedly, emitting a clear sword cry that startled the girl holding it. She managed to press it back with difficulty.
—Shangshan Che felt that Kaga Kiyomitsu must have had some unusual ideas instilled in it by Aoyama Yoshimitsu, either overtly or covertly, during their time together.
Otherwise, why would it suddenly become so cheerful? There must be something fishy going on…
Kaga Kiyomitsu, however, was unaware of its master’s thoughts.
It simply felt that its state was better than ever, fast and sharp; in Mr. Aoyama’s words, it was a “sharp sword,” and it couldn’t wait to drink the blood of demons!
This little Red Ogre in front of him was barely qualified, perhaps!
It was more like an appetizer!
Lord Nishaku bowed to Shangshan Che, holding Kaga Kiyomitsu, then turned and coldly eyed the Red Ogre, which completely ignored her.
Shangshan Che retreated more than ten meters, leaving the stage to Lord Nishaku.
Seeing this, the samurai and vassals who had initially recoiled in fear of the Red Ogre but had since recovered, erupted into hushed, complex discussions.
“The Onmyoji is sending a little girl to face that Evil Spirit alone? Is he that afraid? That’s utterly lacking in samurai spirit!”
“Hey, hey, what are you saying? They’re not samurai.”
“But even if they’re not samurai, they’re at least a man…!”
“How cruel, I don’t want to watch anymore.”
“So this is what Onmyoji are…”
Among the onlookers, with the exception of Shiraishi, almost no one believed that Lord Nishaku could exorcise the Red Ogre.
Or rather, no one believed Lord Nishaku could last more than a few moves against the Red Ogre.
After all, the size difference between the two was simply too immense.
The girl in white was barely three feet tall, whereas the Red Ogre, even hunched in the iron cage, was over seven feet tall!
A single Red Ogre probably weighed as much as dozens of girls!
—The “shaku” here refers to the “Goguryeo shaku” commonly used in Japan’s Sengoku Period, which, unlike the modern 0.33 meters, is only about 0.27 meters.
“That Daito has a problem.”
Among the Elders, someone keenly noticed the uniqueness of Kaga Kiyomitsu.
After a moment of silence, a hoarse voice slowly said, “That is a weapon with spirituality, far more powerful than ordinary weapons.”
“When I went to the Takeda Clan, I saw it once in the hands of the Tiger of Kai, but only that one time.
I presume this is why Lord Che dares to let his little Shikigami face the Demonic Ghost alone.”
Thus, the Elders, with somewhat greedy gazes, collectively turned their attention back to Kaga Kiyomitsu.
Kaga Kiyomitsu, however, did not indulge them.
It *zinged* out, immediately stinging the gazes that were prying at it like greasy, invisible hands.
The Elders winced in pain, but their interest in this vermilion spiritual Daito grew even greater in their hearts.
Such a weapon… would be a waste in the hands of a mere Onmyoji with a weak body who hasn’t even cultivated a Breathing Technique.
“Lord Kaga, please stop fooling around.”
Lord Nishaku muttered nervously, pressing Kaga Kiyomitsu back down.
She whispered, “I’ll be relying on you a lot to deal with this Red Ogre later.”
*Hummm~*
Kaga Kiyomitsu vibrated slightly, then returned to stillness.
It was as reliable as an older brother patting his chest and saying, “Leave it all to me.”
*Whoosh…*
Numerous vines and branches began to spread from the surroundings.
Then, they surrounded Lord Nishaku and the Red Ogre in the iron cage, forcibly raising them to form a temporarily constructed small arena.
This was to prevent the Red Ogre from running wild and also to prevent the ground and buildings of the Imagawa Residence from being damaged during their upcoming battle, out of consideration for Imagawa Yoshimoto’s feelings.
—After revealing a bit of his power, Shangshan Che lowered his hand, which flickered with Basic Onmyōdō, and nodded towards the somewhat apprehensive Lord Nishaku.
“Hoo…”
Lord Nishaku exhaled softly and tightened her grip on Kaga Kiyomitsu in her arms.
Although she had experience fighting alongside Shangshan Che in an arena, this was her first time on stage as the “protagonist.”
So, it was understandable that she was a bit nervous.
Lord Nishaku silently recited the precautions Shangshan Che had told her several times and used her “Illusory Weapon” talent to generate a device under her feet that would speed up her movement.
—Lord Che said no armor was needed; as long as the cumbersome Red Ogre couldn’t hit her, it would be fine.
Then, she should win by any means necessary, even if it took a long time. The priority was her own safety.
However, Lord Nishaku also had a small selfish desire.
—Because, in front of so many people, she didn’t want to disgrace Lord Che.
“Lord Kaga.”
The girl whispered softly to Kaga Kiyomitsu in her arms, and Kaga Kiyomitsu, sensing her thoughts and emotions, responded with a happy vibration.
Lord Nishaku silently raised her gaze, looking up at the Red Ogre, which did not even consider her within its line of sight.
She gripped Kaga Kiyomitsu’s hilt.
—Then, she would end this Red Ogre with one sword strike!
“Lord Hatamoto.”
The girl bowed slightly to the nearest Hatamoto in black armor, her voice gentle and polite, “Could I trouble you to open this cage?”
“Open it for her.”
Before the Hatamoto on either side could make their difficult decisions, Imagawa Yoshimoto’s voice came through.
The Hatamoto in black armor immediately stepped forward, took out a key, and quickly unlocked the iron lock on the giant iron cage, which was as large as an adult’s fist.
*Click.*
The iron lock fell, causing the watching samurai to instinctively take half a step back, their arms and calves feeling somewhat weak.
The heavy iron gate slowly opened outwards with minimal inertia, emitting a grating creak.
But even though the gate was opened, the Red Ogre in the iron cage did not move an inch.
Instead, it remained silently hunched over, staring intently at Onmyoji Che, who had retreated dozens of meters away!
As if facing a great enemy!
This action was quickly noticed by the crowd and the Elders.
In the inner chambers, an Elder sighed,
“It seems Lord Che truly possesses astonishing cultivation. That Demonic Ghost hasn’t taken its eyes off him since it opened them.”
In a sense, the Elders’ probing was successful, but only halfway.
Because the strength of this Onmyoji-Che, who seemed to have sprung from the ground, appeared to far exceed their imagination.
However, this could not yet be confirmed.
Some Elders shifted their gaze to the small figure standing before the Red Ogre.
Their attitude towards this “Che” would depend on what this little Shikigami in the white dress could achieve.
—Amidst the Red Ogre’s heavy breathing, Lord Nishaku slowly drew Kaga Kiyomitsu from her hand.
Wisps of pale color dripped from the tip of the blade, extending the Sorrow of Parting’s domain across the entire vine arena in an instant.
Instantly, the Red Ogre felt a greater threat than the man standing far away in the shade!
It let out an instinctive growl, its muscles engorging with blood, and it quickly looked down in front of itself.
Its gaze met Nishaku’s emotionless eyes.
“Roar—!”
At that moment, the Red Ogre’s hair stood on end, and its pupils constricted.
It immediately wanted to flee from the iron cage, which could still defend against external attacks, and then punch this little thing into a meat patty!
But it was already too late.
Lord Nishaku was fully prepared, and Kaga Kiyomitsu, capable of a fatal strike, had already targeted the Red Ogre’s vital point, poised and ready.
The Red Ogre, however, only began to notice this little one from the previous moment.
*Swoosh!*
A sharp crackling sound, as if tearing through the air, erupted.
In Lord Nishaku’s hand, Kaga Kiyomitsu’s blade flashed like a pure white thread, intertwining with the crisp sunlight.
The Red Ogre’s hoarse roar seemed to be abruptly cut off.
It stopped abruptly.
*Splat.*
A torrent of red and white blood gushed out as the girl’s steps landed lightly.
Behind the girl, who was barely two feet tall, the mountain-like Red Ogre stood rigid for a moment, then collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
Split in two.
“If you’re going to blame someone, blame your own stupidity.”
Lord Nishaku murmured, using greater force to conceal the trembling back of her right hand, taking several deep breaths to stabilize her racing heart rate.
—If the Red Ogre had paid her even the slightest attention before, if it had diverted even a sliver of its focus from Lord Che to her, she would never have been able to kill it so easily and effortlessly.
If the Red Ogre had regarded her as a great enemy, Nishaku hardly believed she could have won, even with Kaga Kiyomitsu, which could end it in one strike.
The Red Ogre paid the price for its arrogance.
【Your Shikigami “Hachishaku-sama” has killed the Two-and-a-Half Star Demonic Ghost Red Ogre, obtaining 307 Soul Ash!】
【Your Shikigami “Hachishaku-sama” has slain the Red Ogre with Kaga Kiyomitsu · Blade of Parting, and the Quality of Kaga Kiyomitsu has slightly increased.】
【You have obtained Red Ogre Horn!】
Two-Foot Adult returned the Kaga Kiyomitsu, who was taking large gulps of Red Ogre’s blood, to its sheath, and saw Shangshan Che not far away looking at her with a slightly surprised expression and giving her a thumbs-up.
The girl blinked, and while letting out a sigh of relief, she raised her hand in her heart and cheered heartily.
The surroundings were silent, both the onlookers and those in the inner room.
The silence was deafening.
The samurai’s mouths fell open, wishing they could detach their jaws and throw them on the ground to express their shock. The black-armored hatamoto who had personally captured this Red Ogre instinctively rubbed their eyes, thinking they were hallucinating.
The elders remained silent.
— This Red Ogre was one they had finally managed to lure into the iron cage after losing many men.
But now, it had been slain with a single sword by a minor shikigami under the onmyoji Che?
Combining this with the fact that the Red Ogre had been staring fixedly at him just now, wouldn’t the onmyoji Che be even stronger than his shikigami?
No, something was not right.
They had severely underestimated “Che’s” strength!
The strength of this onmyoji, Che, might surpass anyone in the Imagawa clan!
Therefore, from this moment on, the nature of things had begun to change.
A flash of regret and heartache crossed the eyes of the many elders, and they began to calculate how much blood they would have to shed and how many benefits they would have to offer to bribe this onmyoji so that he would “forget” what happened today.
Imagawa Yoshimoto caught a glimpse of the subtle changes in the expressions of these old men from the corner of her eye and sneered disdainfully in her heart.
With things having reached this point, they would hardly proceed as you wished.
Tetsu-kun is not the kind of person whose vision is blinded by immediate gain.
She stood up from her seat, was the first to applaud, and said in a loud voice,
“Good! As expected of Mister Che’s shikigami, to possess such grace at such a young age!”
Clap, clap, clap!
Following closely behind Imagawa Yoshimoto, the elders in the inner room also stood up and applauded together.
Then, cheers and applause erupted from the surrounding samurai and hatamoto — they always held respect for the strong, regardless of their previous attitude.
Shiraishi, who clapped along with them, patted his slightly bulging belly and thought to himself that it was fortunate he had been sensible and stayed put.
Otherwise… his fate would probably have been the same as this Red Ogre, being cut into pieces and scattering on the ground with a clatter.
Amidst the enthusiastic applause, Two-Foot Adult stepped over the enormous corpse of the Red Ogre, walked down from the arena, and approached Shangshan Che step by step, bowing her head and saying,
“Lord Che, I have not disgraced my mission.”
“You did very well.”
Shangshan Che first patted the girl’s spotless Small White Hat, then gently chuckled as he twirled a strand of her hair between his fingers, saying, “It’s thanks to you again this time, Nishaku.”
“It was indeed the right choice to form a contract with you then.”
The girl lowered her head, her expressionless face now flushed to the roots of her ears.
Having said that, Shangshan Che turned around, grinned at the elders who were still standing, and asked with a very pleasant and annoying smile,
“Esteemed elders, what do you say? Is the strength of my shikigami still somewhat passable?”
Silence.
But after a moment of silence, one elder burst into laughter: “Good! Good! Good!”
“As expected of the Great Onmyoji favored by the Head of the Clan, your strength is truly unfathomable!”
Shangshan Che, hearing the title “Great Onmyoji” again, did not retort.
There was no need to retort, as even these elders probably hadn’t seen many living onmyoji in their lives.
Moreover, in the Sengoku Period, it was hard to say whether there were any Great Onmyoji reaching the Ghost God level even in the remote mountain gullies.
In this context, it was not a problem to be called a Great Onmyoji.
“Well then,” Shangshan Che fanned himself and asked as if he had just remembered, “the elders’ promised viewing of the breathing technique…”
The elders immediately replied,
“You set the time, Your Excellency Che!”
“You can watch for as long as you want!”
“It’s not a problem for me to take you there now!”
“—There’s no need to go now; the breathing technique is not something particularly important to Che.”
Shangshan Che nodded faintly, “I only need to know that this matter is true.”
The elders all agreed.
Beside them, under another patch of shade.
Asahina Yasutomo stared blankly at the elders whose attitudes had changed so drastically.
He clenched his fists tightly, then looked at the handsome onmyoji, and the contempt he had felt earlier was completely gone.
Ever since witnessing the spatial manipulation, vine control, miraculous transformations, and the girl slaying a demon with a single sword, Asahina Yasutomo had become completely convinced that Shangshan Che was a powerful onmyoji.
And not some charlatan deceiving the head of the clan.
Because the immense strength of this demonic ghost was beyond doubt.
Even he, to defeat this crimson-colored demonic ghost, might have to fight a hard battle.
But now, a small shikigami girl under Che had easily killed this ghost with one sword.
She didn’t even know any sword skills!
If even her subordinate shikigami could achieve this, how much more so her master?
Asahina Yasutomo took a deep breath and admitted with great unwillingness in his heart:
—I am not as good as him!
The young man closed his eyes, reluctantly admitting that he was convinced by Shangshan Che’s immense strength.
However, he did not feel that his previous doubts and probing actions and attitudes were wrong.
Because he truly believed that his actions were for the good of his lord, Imagawa Yoshimoto, and could help her eliminate those who were merely filling seats around her.
Moreover, if the person being tested had strength, his tests would fall apart on their own — just like this time.
Only the weak fear being tested.
As for offending his colleagues, that was of no consequence.
If he could exchange his dislikeability for a talented retinue around his lord, then it was all worth it.
Asahina Yasutomo was that kind of person.
Straightforward in personality and in thought.
Previously, he had felt unconvinced by Okabe Motonobu and had gone through a similar series of humbling experiences, ultimately being deeply convinced and becoming an admirer.
—By the way, if Mister Che is an onmyoji, he might be able to help with Sister Motonobu’s recent sleep problems.
Yes, he decided.
Later, he would sincerely apologize and admit his mistakes to Mister Che!
Asahina Yasutomo gritted his teeth and thought,
For this, even prostrating himself, working like a slave, or even giving his most beloved sword to Shangshan Che would be acceptable!
…
Shangshan Che sensed the intense gaze from Asahina Yasutomo in the distance, not quite understanding what this kid was thinking now.
However, Shangshan Che didn’t blame him; after all, it wasn’t his fault that his muscles had taken over his brain and he had been used as a pawn by these seasoned old foxes.
Moreover, in reality, Asahina Yasutomo hadn’t done anything truly bad… seeing that he seemed to have repented in his heart.
So, let’s let this matter pass.
He shifted his gaze to the prompt “Red Ogre Horn” that had just appeared, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
【 Red Ogre Horn 】
【 Quality: Rare 】
【 Effect One: Direct consumption. After consumption, it slightly increases Physique and Willpower, and grants the talent “Rage.” 】
【 Rage: Can be used after sustaining heavy injuries, greatly increases current Physique, but greatly reduces Intelligence. 】
Effect One is as expected, a slight increase in secondary attributes, followed by a talent whose side effects far outweigh its buff.
The key is Effect Two.
【 Effect Two: Fuse it with the Demon Incarnation, Hannya, to slightly increase the Incarnation’s quality. 】
【 Note: This effect is hidden. 】
【 — The horn of a Red Ogre that has lived for a hundred years. It contains its lifelong rage, its lifelong suffering, and its lifelong unwillingness. 】
Items that can increase the quality of Demon Incarnations have been rare for a long time.
Although he knew it was unlikely, to prevent the Hannya Incarnation from making any strange noises when swallowing the Red Ogre Horn, Shangshan Che did not use it under the public gaze.
“Alright, this matter should be about over for today.”
Imagawa Yoshimoto spoke, breaking the lively atmosphere and the sparse applause, allowing the surroundings to return to silence.
She paced to Shangshan Che’s side and looked deeply at Two-Foot Adult, who was holding her sword.
The girl nodded towards them: “Let’s go.”
Then Imagawa Yoshimoto turned back, her voice somewhat cold: “Remember to clean this place up. I don’t want to see it like this next time I walk through here.”
Everyone fell silent, knowing that Imagawa Yoshimoto was angry.
She rarely put on a cold face for the vassals in the Imagawa Residence.
Having said that, she led Shangshan Che and the other two forward.
Seeing Shangshan Che leave, Asahina Yasutomo ignored his father’s admonishments and took off running after them from a distance.
In the crowd, Shiraishi looked at the receding figures of the group, then at the Red Ogre’s corpse that had crushed the vine arena, and silently tightened his grip on the Nori Onigiri in his pocket.
Even the most inconspicuous little girl by the boss could easily slay an evil spirit…
Could he, who was illiterate and couldn’t even defeat an ordinary samurai, and who couldn’t help the boss in any way, still be able to stay by the boss’s side with a clear conscience and enjoy the blessings the boss brought?
Shiraishi had the idea of repaying kindness.
But he was stunned to find that Shangshan Che didn’t seem to need his help at all.
Now that he was in the Imagawa clan, if the boss had something unclear, he could naturally ask Imagawa Yoshimoto.
Could he be more knowledgeable than Imagawa Yoshimoto or even Taiyuan Xuezhai?
In this way, even his most valuable role as an information provider seemed to have become less important.
For a moment, the feeling of being abandoned again arose in Shiraishi’s heart.
Out of necessity, he turned his anxiety into appetite, took out the remaining two Nori Onigiri he had prepared for lunch from his pocket, and stuffed them fiercely into his mouth!
Then, as expected, he fainted from a lack of carbon.
…
【 Your Muromachi Period · Sengoku Period Reputation +300! 】
After walking with Imagawa Yoshimoto for a short while, Shangshan Che saw this prompt appear.
He made a sound of acknowledgment in his heart, not expecting the reputation feedback to come so quickly this time.
Perhaps it was because the identities and statuses of the onlookers in the Imagawa Residence were relatively high?
Shangshan Che heard a slight change in the rhythm of the girl’s breathing beside him.
He withdrew his gaze from the prompt and turned his head to open his mouth.
He then realized that Imagawa Yoshimoto had also opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
“You speak first.”
“You speak first.”
The two were startled, then stopped walking at the same time.
“Then I…”
“Then I…”
With a helpless smile, Imagawa Yoshimoto raised her finger and placed it in front of Shangshan Che’s mouth.
“Tetsu-kun.”
She smiled: “Since that is the case, allow me to go first.”
However, before Imagawa Yoshimoto could speak, hurried footsteps came from behind.
She looked back, tilted her head with an inscrutable expression, and stepped aside,
“It seems Yasutomo has something he’s eager to tell you.”
Shangshan Che responded with a sound, then turned around to see Asahina Yasutomo striding towards him. He saw him bow deeply to him at an angle far exceeding ninety degrees,
“Mister Che! I was too abrupt earlier!”
He shouted: “Now, Yasutomo is here to apologize to you! If you have any needs, please do not hesitate to ask, and Yasutomo will do his utmost!”
“There’s no need for that.”
Shangshan Che shook his head and helped him up, saying gently to the stunned youth, “Asahina-kakka, you did nothing wrong by acting for the sake of Lord Yoshimoto, so why apologize?”
“Mister Che…”
Asahina Yasutomo tightly grasped his hand, his eyes shimmering, as if he had found a kindred spirit.
But even though he had just been forgiven, and at great risk of being disliked by Shangshan Che, he opened his mouth blankly like an idiot,
“Mister Che, lately Lord Motonobu has been waking up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason. I suspect it is the work of unseen demonic ghosts. Would you be able to personally investigate…”
Motonobu?
Okabe Motonobu?
Shangshan Che was slightly stunned by this.
This person was a great general who was considered a pillar of support in the Imagawa clan.
Historically, after Imagawa Yoshimoto was defeated at Okōshazam, it was this fiercely loyal general who personally brought back her severed head.
Intense anticipation and curiosity flowed through Shangshan Che’s eyes.
He wondered what kind of fierce warrior Okabe Motonobu was!
