Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1464 1436. Thirteen Sakura Village
I don't know why or where I came from, but since I came to this world, I have been automatically entangled with the invisible power of the three of us.
Although Lan En sensed no malicious intent from this force through his [Body Light].

But to be cautious, he still wanted to find local people or information from this world to see what this power was.

If this is some kind of 'self-defense mechanism' of this world, we could have dealt with it earlier if we had known about it.

With the idea of ​​resolving doubts and hidden dangers, Lan En rode Qilin down from the cliff, changed direction and prepared to approach the village from the main gate.

From Qilin's high-speed movement, Lan En already knew the general layout of the village.

This should indeed be a period similar to ancient Japan.

The reason why I say "almost" is because Lan En has clearly discovered that there are supernatural powers in this world, so he only regards it as a world with similar development to some cultural backgrounds of his hometown world.

The deepest part of the village is undoubtedly the huge cherry tree that they saw when they just came out of the celestial intersection rift.

Shintoism, as the native religion of Japan, believes in "animism".

That is to say, mountains, rivers, and even man-made objects that have been used for a long time, all have their own spirituality and power, so it is normal for a huge evergreen cherry tree to be used as an object of worship.

Outside the courtyard where the evergreen cherry tree is located, there is a small shrine in the side hall, which should be the residence of people of status such as the village chief and the priest.

The village is not big, but there are unexpectedly many people and it is quite lively.

Lan En guessed that it might be related to the livelihood of this village.

The back half of the village is a large tomb complex, which should be about the same size as the residential area. It can be seen that this village has existed peacefully for a long time.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to build such a large cemetery.

Could it be that this is still a relatively stable era?
Lan En was thinking aimlessly.

Although it is clear that supernatural powers exist in this world, Lan En does not know the specific manifestations of supernatural powers.

Therefore, in order to avoid scaring others, he asked the fluff ball and the Qilin to wait at a distance, while he went to the village alone.

It's a loess road, but luckily it hasn't rained recently, so the ground is not covered with yellow mud.

As Lan walked, he muttered the Japanese 50-sounds that he had learned intensively in Ashina.

"They should be speaking Japanese, right?"

They actually spoke Japanese.

When he was still a short distance away from the village gate, Lan En could already hear a conversation between several people near the gate.

"Oh! It's Master Zendabo! Are you here to take care of business again?"

"Ah, who doesn't want food these days? I have almost a hundred taels of rice left, but not enough carts. I want to see if you have any spare carts that I can dispatch."

“Your business is really growing.”

The two gatekeepers were probably the village’s defense team, and the other one was a traveling merchant.

Behind him were two horse-drawn wooden carts, which were piled high with goods. Although they could just move forward, it was slow and dangerous, and they had to spare some space to load the other carts.

The so-called "tiao" is a cylindrical container made of straw and hemp rope, used to store and transport grain.

The size is not standardized and has nothing to do with accuracy. It is just used as a measure word in this person's mouth.

"Hey, I heard the carriage is gone." The gatekeeper said jokingly, "Do you want the oxcart, Master Shantianfang?"

The two men guarding the gate were each wearing only a shirt, a pair of trousers, leggings tied around their calves with strips of cloth, and straw sandals with three-fortune buckles on their feet.

He wore a forehead guard with iron plates on it, and his upper body was covered with simple armor with more scattered iron plates.

While chatting and laughing with the merchant, his two legs in trousers rubbed against each other. His feet in straw sandals were not wearing socks, and they looked like they were rubbing mud.

The weather in this area is not bad, and the temperature is not too low even in January and February. But it is impossible to say that she is not cold in this outfit.

Even native villagers will subconsciously rub against each other for warmth.

"Don't joke with me." Shan Tianfang waved his hand, as if he was very disgusted. "Ox carts are only affordable for the rich. I use it to transport goods? Don't I make money?"

"Hey!" The gatekeeper hugged his spear and said, "In our Shisanzakura Village, the oxen and horse carts of the merchant caravans from all over the country can be easily kept strong and healthy without losing weight! You know that, so the oxen and horse carts are cheaper than those in other places."

The gatekeeper next to him laughed and said, "How about it? Try it! You, a businessman, can ride in an ox cart, just like a nobleman! Just think of it as a gift!"

The thing that working animals fear most is losing fat.

If a person who makes a living by farming owns a cow, the cow will lose weight much more seriously than he himself.

People who lend cattle as a means of lending money will cause trouble to the lender if the cattle they lend out lose weight.

So if the working horses and cows in Jusanzakura Village really don't lose fat as easily as in other places, then they can indeed be cheaper than in other places.

Shan Tianfang was a little moved, mainly because of the sentence "just like a noble person", which made him feel very excited.

But before he could reveal his emotion, he suddenly saw the two gatekeepers from the Thirteen Sakura Village in front of him suddenly become nervous.

The long spears that were originally lazily held in their arms were now grasped in their hands in a panic, and they were in a fighting stance with the spear tips facing outwards.

"What? What happened?"

Zendafang didn't even turn his head. He quickly bent down and jumped between the two gatekeepers, asking questions in his mouth.

In comparison, the drivers of the two carriages behind him were much slower. It took them three or four seconds before they hurriedly rolled off the carts and crawled towards the village.

"A monster?!" a gatekeeper muttered in a trembling voice.

"In broad daylight?" Another gatekeeper's voice trembled even more. "A monster came?"

Seeing a figure in the distance is not something worth worrying about.

But the key is that they have been guarding the village for a long time. Looking at the scene outside the village gate every day, they have established a reference system in their minds.

For example, that big rock.

If an ordinary person could walk past a stone with his head level with the stone, he would be considered quite tall.

And where is that figure? !
The stone barely reached his chest!
The blurry and unremarkable figure in the distance, but after comparing its size, a sense of horror immediately came over me.

I'm afraid that's not a person!
"Kiku-sama Kikuchi, are you in the village today?"

"Yes, that's right! Instructor Kikuchi didn't go out today!" The gatekeeper's voice suddenly became calmer. "We can ring the bell to let the instructor come over! He is a powerful warrior who can purify the world!"

A bell rang, and suddenly the whole village became noisier.

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Lan En, who was approaching slowly, frowned. The village looked quite stable on the surface, but was it so easily frightened?
This is not normal.

But in order to show that he had no hostility, Lan En only took a few steps closer after the bell rang and then stopped.

After a long time, a small group of people rushed out of the village gate in a disorderly manner. They were dressed like the gatekeepers and held spears or swords in their hands.

Among the group of people, a conspicuous man with a shaved head put his hand on the scabbard and looked around for a while, then slowly approached Lan En with some doubt and hesitation.

The closer he got, the more the doubt and hesitation in the man's eyes turned into confusion of "What the hell is going on?"

When this man stood completely in front of Lan En, the man who had just put his hand on the hilt of the knife, looking ready to fight, no longer had the expression of that unhesitating killing intent.

Instead, it's more like the feeling of "I hope this person won't cause me any trouble."

The change between the two emotions was very obvious in Lan En's eyes.

After all, the former's first reaction is to start fighting, while the latter's first reaction is to negotiate.

"This. Uh, sir?"

He seemed a little unsure of how to address Lan, so he looked the witcher up and down vaguely and spoke tentatively hesitantly.

"I wonder who you are?"

Daisuke Kikuchi was indeed feeling confused, as he had never seen such a person before!
Lan En was 2.5 meters tall, with a perfect physique to match. To be honest, Daisuke Kikuchi had never seen him even on the Niou statue outside the temple!
The living person in front of him had fair and delicate skin, and it was obvious that he was a noble man from a good family.

His face was handsome, almost bewitching. If he hadn't approached from a distance and slowly seen the face clearly, Daisuke Kikuchi would have been stunned.

The armor on his body is heavy, and although its shape is novel and a bit ferocious, Daisuke Kikuchi is not an ignorant man.

Rather than the shape of the armor, he was more concerned about how much it would cost, and what kind of status and background such a large amount of money represented.

"You don't have to call me 'sir'. There is no subordinate relationship between us. I am Lan En."

"Your full name is 'Lan En'?" Daisuke Kikuchi blinked and seemed to think hard, "You are from Ming country?"

Japanese civilians do not have surnames, but no matter how he looks at Lan En, with this kind of temperament and demeanor, it is impossible that he is a nameless peasant.

The demon hunter also blinked, then nodded mechanically.

Is the country across the sea from here also called Ming?

"Yeah! Ming people, learning skills from the southern barbarians and the locals."

As he spoke, a smile mixed with memories appeared on Lan's lips.

He still remembered that this was how he introduced himself when he first arrived in Ashina.

And when he looked at the samurai coming from the village, he found that his sword and clothes were similar to the common styles of the Ashina Kingdom at that time.

The styles of clothing and weapons can reflect the era from the side.

Daisuke Kikuchi was a little dazzled by that smile at first, and then after listening to Lan En's self-introduction, he was even more stunned, unable to process what was going on.

I can understand a few words, but when you put them together it's just a hodgepodge.

Daisuke Kikuchi expressed the same sentiment in his heart as everyone in Ashina Country had once expressed.

But no matter what, the person in front of me should not be a monster.

Daisuke Kikuchi can only make this most superficial judgment at the moment.

Because after getting close to Lan En, he didn't have the uncomfortable feeling that he had when he came into contact with a monster.

Although he had only faced one or two hungry ghosts before, he was undoubtedly the most knowledgeable person in the Thirteen Sakura Village. And he was a samurai!

"My name is Daisuke Kikuchi!"

He shouted while bowing and saluting in a very imposing manner.

"Ten is a samurai under the command of His Highness Ando Morinari, the Lord of Iwamura Castle, and also the instructor of the Thirteenth Sakuramura."

(End of this chapter)