I'm a ghost story witch in Tokyo

Chapter 8 8. The Soul of the Azuchi Momoyama Era

The sight of a samurai from the Azuchi-Momoyama period appearing in a modern Japanese garden is truly unimaginable.

The first feeling of a samurai is majesty, and every word and deed is very oppressive.The samurai witches of the Warring States Period belonged to a higher class in society. Among the four categories of commoner witches, scholars, peasants, businessmen, and witches who could mix with warriors had more say than the other three classes, and they were almost rampant.

The armor of the warrior in the courtyard was gorgeous, and it was tightly wrapped in metal from head to toe. The protection effect on the body was undoubtedly much better than that of ordinary infantry.

The lowest samurai infantry, the witches, only have armor against the abdomen, known as the belly roll or belly roll.In addition, there is a piece of armor called the long side on the left and right sides, and there are no sleeves and no back protection.

It is the best choice for low-level soldiers who lack funds. The economic base determines the superstructure. In the world of witches, this iron rule applies regardless of ancient or modern times.

It is financially powerful to be able to afford a full set of samurai witches, such as the one now appearing in the courtyard.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Rui Ji felt the surrounding temperature drop suddenly. Tokyo seemed to have leaped from summer to late autumn. .

"what……"

She woke up from a deep sleep and hugged her body.

Is it so cold in the evening in Tokyo at the end of June?Rui Ji was deeply puzzled, and put on the sunscreen jacket on the ground to prevent the chill from penetrating into the body through the skin.

The unlit courtyard is surrounded by tall trees. Whenever a strong evening wind blows, the branches and leaves rustle. There seem to be a large number of indescribable monsters hidden in the shadows of the house, and they will explode if you look at them one more time.

Heavy footsteps could be heard as the warrior paced around the courtyard.

Rui Ji became alert all of a sudden, rushed into the room, groped in the dark and took a safe-looking Taidao from the knife holder on the wall.When it comes to dueling with Japanese samurai, it must use the only designated weapon.

When her fingers touched the blade, an inexplicable sense of familiarity poured into her palm from the lines on the handle. She knew how to swing and dodge the blade, and defended against the attack of a samurai in a way unique to swordsmen.

But why not just use knives?Wouldn't it be better to combine knives and magic?
The weapons used by the witches in battle are not limited to the staff in their hands and the magic power in their bodies. The fighting method of holding weapons in reality and using magic to add lethality to them is also highly respected by many witches.

The way of fighting varies from person to person, some people like melee combat, some like long-distance combat, and Rui Ji happens to be the type of person who likes melee combat.

There is nothing wrong with being a melee mage. The professional branch is probably a tactical fighter, who can deal powerful magic damage (bushi) in melee combat.

The moment he came face to face with the black armored samurai, the tachi immediately unsheathed, with the blade facing straight ahead.The hands holding the knife trembled slightly, the palms were cold, and sticky sweat drenched his back.

The ruthless evening wind plundered body temperature wantonly, Rui Ji was short of breath, and the beating faint blue of the warrior's body was reflected in his eyes.

The color of will-o'-the-wisps.

Judging by the witch's common sense, this samurai should be a strange story.Guaidan can be ghosts, people, animals and seemingly inanimate objects.

These things cannot be explained by common sense, and most of them are harmful to the human world. They were named strange stories by the first generation of witches.There are two decisive reasons for witches to learn magic, one is to carry forward their racial advantages, and the other is to fight against ghost stories.

The witch is the beautiful side of the world, and the ghost story is the dark side, or the opposite.

"Who are you? I...we have no grievances, why did you find me?"

Rui Ji stared closely at the red Prajna mask on the warrior's face, trying to figure out what the "person" under the mask looked like.

Either a bearded and wrinkled old man, or a fair-skinned and handsome young man.She has a stereotype of the Japanese samurai, and generally does not specifically imagine the appearance between the two.

Although the appearance of the brain-filled ghost story is meaningless, she still can't help but wander off.

The two sides confronted each other in the empty and dark courtyard. The samurai, who seemed to be a ghost, was not in a hurry to attack. He walked up to Rui Ji in a leisurely manner, then put down his sword, sat on his knees, touched the ground with his hands, and bent over his luggage.

The armor on the hand is printed with a golden five-papaya family pattern, which is shaped like a five-petal cherry blossom.The golden horns of the red Prajna mask hit the floor tiles, and the rubbing sound was sharp and ear-piercing.

"See my lord."

The voice under the mask is calm, and the tone of speech is different from that of modern people, closer to the tone used by actors in Dahe opera.Serious and cautious, in line with Rui Ji's perception of Japanese warriors.

The tone of voice and the gorgeous armor are not the most important thing, the voice coming from under the Prajna mask turned out to be a female voice!

Since she is a woman, she must be a samurai witch.Ordinary women usually do not have the ability to fight the enemy. During the 100 years of the once glorious Warring States period, Japan was divided into many small countries, and there were constant wars between small countries.

The samurai witch in front of me belongs to Owari's daimyo Oda Nobunaga, and the five papaya family crest is the most direct proof of identity.

"Are you... which close minister of Nobunaga's family?"

Rui Ji lacks historical knowledge in this area, and there are only a few people he can think of, including Hashiba Hideyoshi, Akechi Mitsuhide and Morinaga Ka.They are all witches who left a strong mark in the Warring States Period.

She had a bold guess that the strange story was Oda Nobunaga himself.But in the next second, the strange talk blocked the path of her delusion.

"I'm just an unknown ashigaru samurai who was honored to serve His Royal Highness Nobunaga. Now that time has passed, I have become an inhuman thing. I can only appear in front of you in such a weird form. Please forgive me."

"Can you take off the mask and talk? If, I mean if, your face is scary, then forget it."

Seeing the rotten faces full of maggots and flies flying around in the middle of the night will make you feel so uncomfortable that you won’t be able to eat for several days.The face under the mask is equivalent to opening a blind box, you never know what is underneath until you open it.

"Master Mingjian, my appearance is not particularly ugly, I should be qualified to be called ordinary."

Guai Tan took off the mask, revealing the face hidden by the ferocious ghost face.

Facts have proved that the ghost talk is still conservative, that face is not only ordinary, in today's Japan, it can beat a bunch of crooked idol witches.

Fair-skinned and beautiful, with regular facial features, long brown hair combed into a single ponytail, looks simple and neat, no makeup is applied on the face, and blood-red eyes are firm and energetic.

She is a samurai from top to bottom.

"I have another question."

Rui Ji and Kai Tan looked at each other, put the drawn knife back into the scabbard.

"Why do you call me my lord?"

(End of this chapter)