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Chapter 854 The End
Deathly silence enveloped Ikeda's house.

At this time, if a needle fell to the ground, it would probably make a sound that could be heard on the two floors above and below.

Kondo Isami's face was filled with astonishment, and he glanced downward at the shadow that was wrapped around his body.

The strips don't look thick and are as wide as the back of a frog in the field.

However, the power of shadow is so terrifying.

Even with Kondo Isami's physical strength, he was unable to move his arms freely and could only move his fingers.

I can't even turn my neck. Who on earth would do such a thing?

He had a bold guess in his mind.

Although I couldn't see the person, the other person's voice sounded familiar, as if it was the young man sent by the shogunate.

Kondo Isami thought about what Souji said last night. It was either an ordinary person's illusion or a monster.

He originally thought it was the former, but now he thinks he was wrong.

The general manager's idea is correct.

The other party is a monster.

Monster?

Kondo Isami tried hard to recall Qingze's appearance and didn't think that he was a monster. His hair color was no different from theirs.

Secondly, he had never heard of a monster having such ability.

Even demon warriors can't do this.

They are just physically stronger than ordinary humans, but they do not possess the abilities of the monsters described in the miscellaneous records.

Kondo Isami had strong doubts in his heart, but he couldn't get the truth.

But he was very clear that the limelight and credit of the Ikedaya Incident, which should have belonged to the Shinsengumi, would be taken away by this young man from the shogunate.

All the work and ideas of the Shinsengumi over the past month were in vain.

After coming to this conclusion, the thoughts that were surging in Kondo Isami's mind began to calm down.

Nan Yunlian lost his composure. He gritted his teeth and tried to free his body from the shadow.

As the king of the ghost clan, he possesses extremely powerful strength and firmly believes that he is at the top of the food chain.

The so-called powerful ships and guns of the West were nothing in front of him.

The hard body given to him by the ghost tribe can withstand artillery.

How could a shadow like this, which seemed to have almost no substance, possibly bind him?
Cut it off!
Nan Yunlian roared in his heart, and blue veins appeared on his forehead, neck, and even the back of his hands, like a dragon trying to break free from the constraints of gravity and fly into the sky.

The look on his face made people worry that he might die from a burst blood vessel.

Qingze shook his head and said to Xuecun Hezi who was sitting on the ground in a daze: "Look, these people say that the strong prey on the weak, but when it's their turn to become a piece of meat, they become extremely unwilling and want to resist."

Xuecun Tsuruko didn't answer, but opened her small mouth just enough to eat the chicken.

She was stunned.

The cerebellum couldn't react.

She had just experienced how powerful Nan Yunlian was. She almost completely crushed the adults and children.

But even such a Nan Yunlian became as weak and fragile as a loli in front of Qingze.

Even the invincible Okita Souji in her heart was restricted by that mysterious shadow.

Who exactly is this person in the shogunate?

Her mind was in a mess.

Seeing her dazed look, Qingze did not expect her to respond, and walked up to Nan Yunlian and said, "According to what you said before, you should stop struggling now, kneel down obediently, kiss my toes, and beg for forgiveness.

What do you think? "

Of course Nan Yunlian would not do that. A king has his own pride. "Who are you?"

"Why does everyone ask who am I before they die?

I have no obligation to answer your questions.”

Qingze shook his head, and with a thought, the shadow, under his control, slowly twisted the man's neck backwards.

Nan Yunlian tried hard to resist, but under the power of the shadow, she slowly turned her head and turned backwards little by little.

The neck made a crackling sound, but it still couldn't stop the shadow from twisting backwards.

There was a crisp snap.

Nan Yunlian's head was twisted from front to back, and fishy and sweet blood flowed out of her mouth.

As the king of the ghost clan, Nan Yunlian felt for the first time in his life the fear and the chill of death pressing against his back.

But he did not beg for mercy. Instead, his eyes were filled with brutal murderous intent, and he growled, "Asshole!"

Xuecun Tsuruko was awakened by the voice. Looking at his expression at this moment, his handsome face had long lost its previous calmness and elegance, revealing his hideous nature.

It will be too late if you don’t take action now!
She gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her abdomen, quickly picked up the samurai sword that fell to the ground, and yelled, "Die!"

He gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands and stabbed it forward fiercely.

Puff, the tip of the knife stabbed Nan Yunlian's abdomen, penetrating only two centimeters.

"Ha, I'm not someone you bastard can kill."

Nan Yunlian spat out a mouthful of blood with a look of disdain on her face.

Qingze used a whopper of a lie and said, "Your abdomen cannot stop the blade of her revenge."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blade stabbed out from behind his waist. Xuecun Tsuruko looked up, and the anger gathered in her eyes was dissipating.

Nan Yunlian was stunned, "No."

He didn't have the energy to continue speaking, and a surprised expression replaced his answer.

He obviously couldn't believe that his body was pierced by a knife by a bastard.

Xuecun Hezi calmly drew out her knife, bowed and said, "Master Qingze, I don't know how to repay you for saving my life and helping me kill my enemy."

Unlike Nan Yunlian, the girl knew very well that she did not burst out any special power.

She was just using the strength she originally had, and the opponent's body suddenly became soft and not as hard, allowing her to pierce it with one blow.

And it was obvious that all that was done by the young man in front of her. Xuecun Tsuruko didn't know how Qingze did it, but she understood that the other party had helped her a lot.

Qingze looked at the serious face of the girl and wanted to say that he would marry her in return. However, considering the trend of the time, such a joke might be taken seriously by the other party.

He shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. We are all working for the shogunate."

After saying that, Qingze turned his head to look at the corridor, and the restraining shadows suddenly turned into sharp blades.

Poof.

The sound of flesh being pierced by blades was heard, and except for Kondo Isami and Okita Souji, all the other anti-foreignization fighters died here.

Including those people downstairs.

The shadow on the ground quickly retracted and returned to Qingze's feet.

Souji Okita was freed from the restraint of the shadow and regained his ability to move. He put away his knife, looked at Qingze who was standing next to Yukimura Tsuruko, with his eyes lowered and said nothing.

Flattery also requires status.

With his current status and position, it is not enough to praise Qingze's strength.

Kondo Isami put away his knife and said with admiration, “Lord Qingze, this time it is thanks to your help.

Otherwise, our Shinsengumi will suffer heavy losses."

"Director Kondo, you don't need to be so modest. The Shinsengumi performed very well in this operation. I will mention the relevant matters to Tokugawa."

Qingze's words made Kondo Isami open his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

In his opinion, it was extremely rude to call someone by his last name, Tokugawa.

However, the opponent was very powerful, and Kondo Isami was unable to figure out the relationship between him and the Shogun of the shogunate, and he did not dare to protect the reputation of the Shogun at will.

"Katsura Kogoro is not among them."

"The intelligence said he would be at a meeting at Ikedaya, but I don't know why he is nowhere to be found."

A hint of doubt flashed across Kondo Isami's eyes.

He had no time to think about it during the fierce battle just now. Now, he also found that the Changzhou genius was not here.

"We can't let him live any longer."

Qingze used Schrodinger's cat, and his body gradually turned into a translucent state, disappearing from the sight of the three people. Although history is created by the people, in the macro history, there are always specific people and specific organizations to accomplish those things.

Therefore, at a certain period of time, the choices made by certain people will advance or delay the course of history.

There is no doubt that Katsura Kogoro is the kind of person who can advance history.

……

Due to the curfew, there were few people on the streets of Kyoto at night.

Katsura Kogoro was well aware that he was already late.

But he still didn't quicken his pace to head towards Ikeda House.

On the one hand, there is a lofty dream, and on the other hand, there is personal morality. The two are entangled in his heart, making Katsura Kogoro really unsure of how to choose.

He was a cautious person who believed that reforms must not be too radical and must be done slowly. He advised others to abandon such radical ideas.

Unfortunately, those people did not take his advice seriously.

From top to bottom, the radical faction always had the upper hand.

Their argument was simple: everything would be fine if they could just abduct the emperor to Choshu.

But in Katsura Kogoro's eyes, kidnapping the emperor to Choshu was only the first step.

More importantly, how to make the emperor understand their painstaking efforts.

"Ugh."

Katsura Kogoro sighed softly.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the street ahead, and a familiar ronin appeared at the corner. "Yamada, what's going on?"

"Mr. Katsura, something terrible has happened. The Shinsengumi has raided Ikeda!"

"what?!"

Katsura Kogoro looked shocked, then he felt relieved.

Perhaps this is not very good for our partners who are fighting against the foreigners together.

But finally he no longer needs to be caught between morality and dreams.

With his stupid teammates gone, he decisively chose his dream and said in a deep voice, "We can't go back. Hurry, hide now."

Katsura Kogoro knew that there was no problem with their plotting in secret, but once it was exposed, it would definitely lead to suppression by the shogunate.

He must remain useful in order to achieve greater things.

"Hi."

Yamada nodded heavily, and a shadow blade suddenly rose from the ground.

With a whoosh, the shadow blade pierced directly through Katsura Kogoro's chest. He lowered his head and looked at the blood-stained black shadow blade, feeling that his body temperature was rapidly leaving him.

He is going to die.

But the shogunate, the emperor, the people, the Western powers...

Katsura Kogoro wanted to regain the lost body temperature, but he heard Yamada shouting in his ears, "Mr. Katsura!"

Yamada's face was filled with grief and anger. He drew his sword and slashed at the shadow, but unexpectedly the shadow suddenly turned into a sickle and slashed backwards.

A black light flashed, the human head became like straw, and blood spurted out immediately.

Many of them fell on Katsura Kogoro's back, but he could not feel the heat. He fell to the ground and tried to struggle forward.

After just two steps, he could no longer crawl and fell to the ground.

Katsura Kogoro, one of the three great men of the Meiji Restoration, died on the streets of Kyoto.

In the history of this parallel world, there would probably be no name of Katsura Kogoro.

Qingze thought about it and returned to Ikeda House.

There are still some things he needs to explain before jumping to the Kinmon Incident, where Meiji's entire family was killed.

……

A strong smell of blood wafted through Ikeda's house, and Okita Souji followed Kondo Isami to the first floor.

There were corpses all over the ground, and the blood gushing out from the wounds formed a blood-red lake before them.

Nagakura Shinpachi put away his samurai sword and asked in confusion, "Captain, what's going on?"

"Lord Aozawa sent by the shogunate is no ordinary person."

Kondo Isami sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the shogunate actually had such a hidden card."

"Yes."

Okita Souji nodded and said in agreement: "Fortunately, we are on the side of the shogunate."

Although Okita Souji believed that he must wield his sword to destroy anyone who was Kondo Isami's enemy.

But for someone like Qingze, he felt his knife was a bit blunt.

It's nice not to have to fight that one.

This was the first time in his life that Souji Okita had the thought of escaping from an enemy.

Nagakura Shinpachi was shocked. He didn't expect that it was the dandy looking young man who did it.

"What about others?"

"I am here."

Qingze suddenly spoke, and Nagakura Shinpachi was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he stood there in fear.

“Haha.” Qingze chuckled and shook his head, “You don’t need to be so nervous.

Regarding this Ikedaya incident, you should report it truthfully to your superiors, and then tell Tokugawa for me.

I have other things to do for now.

See you next month.”

"Hi."

Kondo Isami quickly nodded in agreement without asking what he wanted to do.

Qingze walked up to Souji Okita, put his arm around his shoulder, and then used his miraculous power to lift him up again.

The lung disease that had been plaguing Souji Okita turned into black mist for him to expel.

Nagakura Shinpachi and Kondo Isami held the hilts of the swords and did not swing their weapons immediately, which showed their restraint.

He said with a straight face: "Master Qingze, what's going on?"

Kondo Isami was willing to serve the shogunate, but he would not sit idly by and watch the shogunate's high-ranking officials arbitrarily deprive his soldiers of their lives, especially Okita Souji.

This is the child he has watched grow up since he was a child, and they are as close as father and son!

"It's okay. The black mist is a lung disease hidden in his body."

Qingze temporarily held back the black energy and said with a smile: "You all work for the shogunate, so naturally I have to let you live."

Hiss, Souji Okita took a deep breath, and his lungs, which had originally felt a little uncomfortable breathing, suddenly became refreshed, and his body felt so comfortable.

Only those who are sick can understand how rare it is to have a healthy body.

Kondo Isami saw the expression on Okita Souji's face and believed this statement. He loosened his hand on the hilt of the sword, bowed and said, "Lord Aozawa, your great favor will be remembered by the Shinsengumi."

"It doesn't matter."

Qingze waved his hand and left.

His phone vibrated outside, and he wanted to see who sent the message.

Ikeda-ya was restored to five people.

Xuecun Hezi sighed with admiration: "Master Qingze is really a god who comes and goes like the wind."

"Yes."

Kondo Isami nodded, put his arm around Okita Souji’s shoulders, and said with a smile, “We must celebrate tonight.

But, General, this will not happen again."

"Hi."

Souji Okita nodded and thanked Qingze from the bottom of his heart for allowing him to continue fighting for Kondo Isami.

(End of this chapter)