Chapter 696: Hiss, why is it already 700?

"Thank you, Lord, for saving our lives."

The villagers who came back to their senses looked at the small Kamaitachi witch with some awe. Although they were grateful that this ninja witch killed the samurai and saved them, they were also wary because they didn't know the ninja witch's identity, fearing that they had just escaped the wolf pack only to enter the tiger's den.

Finally, the old village chief, supported by the Sanada couple, climbed up from the ground and thanked her sincerely.

"It's nothing. I just happened to pass by, and mainly it wasn't to save you, it was just that this fellow was talking nonsense and looking for death."

Iga Moye waved her hand and said so.

As a Kamaitachi witch, her ears were very sharp. The wind would bring all the sounds nearby to her, and the samurai leader just now dared to slander Lord Dorothy, so she was looking for death herself.

"No matter what, Lord, you saved our lives, this is a fact. But please forgive our rudeness. The village is like this now, and there is really nothing to entertain you."

The old village chief's face, which was a bit bruised and swollen, showed apology. She looked around. The village, which was once poor and shabby but still peaceful, had now turned into a sea of fire. Everyone's years of hard work had turned to ashes overnight.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shed tears, and some of the villagers with soft tempers beside her couldn't help but cry when they looked at their own homes.

The ninja girl was also at a loss when she saw this. She was just a ninja trained as a killer in the past, later a revenger, and now a porter for the Witch's Home. Anyway, she just hadn't learned how to comfort people.

She was really not good at this kind of thing.

Fortunately, she wasn't alone this time, but her companions didn't fly as fast as she could, who could control the power of the wind, but counting the time, they should be here.

Sure enough, under Iga Moye's expectation, a group of witches wearing uniform white clothes ran over, headed by none other than Butterfly Shin.

"Iga, you walked really fast."

The doctor witch said while panting.

However, when Butterfly Shin saw the miserable state of the village, her face changed immediately.

"Hurry up and help, save the wounded."

She ordered the people behind her, and she herself hurriedly came to the old village chief who was most seriously injured and started treatment without saying a word.

"Thank you, thank you so much."

The people in the village saw this group of outsiders who looked fierce and menacing, and were originally quite vigilant, but when they saw the white-clad witches skillfully treating injuries and saving people, they breathed a sigh of relief, let down their guard, and then thanked them.

And facing the old village chief's thanks, Butterfly Shin also smiled gently, indicating it was fine. After bandaging the old man, she hurriedly went to treat Sanada Kana on the side. After almost all the injured villagers received treatment, the doctor witch wiped her sweat, stood up, looked at the village that had become ruins, and couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"These hateful guys..."

She looked at the corpses of the samurai on the ground, hating them to the bone.

However, she quickly calmed her anger and returned to the old village chief.

"Old man, what are your plans for the village in the future?"

She asked.

"Plans? Of course, renovate the village, life has to go on."

The old man, who was approaching the thousand-year limit, hadn't encountered this kind of thing for the first time in her long life. She looked at it very openly. This time, with the help of this benefactor, it was much better than before. Only some property was lost, but everyone in the village was fine. In the past, every time these robbers came, the village would lose quite a few people.

"To be honest, old man, it's not a wise choice for you to continue staying here."

Butterfly Shin shook her head and said so. Then, she looked at the samurai corpses on the ground.

And the old village chief also looked in the direction of the doctor miss's gaze, then was stunned, but soon understood the doctor's meaning, and her face became anxious.

"Sigh, it's a disaster, it's a disaster. These samurai died in the village, what should we do if the lords above blame us?"

As an old man whose almost entire life had been shrouded in the shadow of the nobles, the majesty and inviolability of the nobles were almost like a thought-imprint in the old village chief's heart.

And now, the samurai sent by these lords died in their village. This was something that couldn't be explained clearly. As soon as the investigators sent by the noble lords came, their village would still face a disaster, a catastrophe, right before their eyes.

Fortunately, the long years also gave the old man sufficient stability and wisdom. She raised her head and looked at the doctor miss who asked her.

"Please show us a clear path, Lord."

Since this young doctor miss asked like this, she definitely didn't ask casually. This was also prepared.

And at this, Butterfly Shin also shook her head.

"There is no clear path. You, old man, must also be well-informed and must understand the despair and oppression of this Yingzhou Island better than juniors like me."

She pointed to the samurai corpses on the ground.

"Although these samurai weren't killed by you, the lords won't care about the truth. They will only know that the people they sent died in your village. This point alone is enough for them to directly send people to destroy the entire village."

"This is the crime of rebellion that the lords cannot tolerate the most."

Upon hearing this, the old village chief also fell silent. As an old person, she naturally knew very well that what this young doctor miss said was not wrong at all. The lords didn't care about the truth at all. For them, the life and death of their group of lowly people wasn't worth wasting time on. Rather than investigating carefully, it was better to kill by mistake than to let go.

Anyway, Yingzhou Island lacked everything, but it didn't lack population.

"Sigh, this is fate. I know. I will let everyone in the village disperse. If one can live, one is one."

The old man sighed long, then said so.

This was also the only way the old man, who was about to die, could think of. Staying in the village was definitely waiting for death, so it was better to break into pieces. If one could run, one was one.

Just like the lords were too lazy to spend energy investigating the life and death of a group of lowly people, the lords wouldn't fight to the end because of this little thing, and keep sending people to hunt them down. As long as everyone in the village had good luck, there would always be a few who could luckily survive. Then hiding for a while would be safe.

Anyway, everyone was like this in the past. The village on this remote island was mostly built by refugees, and now these descendants had to face the same choice as their ancestors again.

But everyone was like this these years, and most of the villages on this island were mostly like this.

"No, old man, why do we have to run? Haven't we run enough?"

Butterfly Shin suddenly opposed, fire burning in her eyes.

"There was no road in the world, but there was a road when many people walked."

"Although there is no clear path now, there will be in the future, because our generation will strive to open up a brand new path."

"We clearly just want to live well, but even such a small wish is not allowed by those noble lords. Since they don't let us live well, we won't let them live well either."

"Since they think we are rebelling, then let's really rebel."

"We are no longer willing to choose to escape and submit like our ancestors. That can't solve the problem at all. We should face the problem and then find a way to solve them."

"This island, this country is sick. As a doctor, I want to save her."

"We will become that sharp scalpel and cut off all the lesions on this island."

"Do you want to join us? Anyway, it's hard to escape death, so why not fight it?"

The doctor witch said loudly. Her voice was clear enough for all the villagers present to hear. She stretched out her hand toward the old village chief in front of her and issued an invitation.

And the cherry blossom butterfly-style hairpin on her head also trembled its wings at this time.

The butterfly is small, but the small breeze from its flapping wings will eventually cause an unstoppable storm one day.

However, facing such an invitation, the old village chief widened her eyes, somewhat unable to believe her ears.

Defying the nobles? How can this be? How can this be done?

The old man, who was about to die, received a huge impact on her worldview. There was no such thing as resistance in her past concepts, after all, that was no different from seeking her own death.

However...

Just as the young doctor miss said at the end, anyway, it's hard to escape death, so fighting it doesn't seem like a big deal.

The old man hesitated for a while.

However, a hand crossed her and held Butterfly Shin's hand.

"Okay, I join."

The little witch said seriously.

This was Sanada Kana.

"If sister joins, then I join too."

Little sister Sanada Eda also shouted.

And the Sanada couple saw this, looked at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

The daughters were all on it, so as mothers, what else could they do? Of course, join together.

And seeing the Sanada family like this, other families in the village looked at each other, and soon someone stood out.

"Then count me in."

"Count me in too, anyway, this life can't go on."

"Yes, whoever doesn't let me live, then they don't want to live well either."

"Fight, lest I be called a coward when I go down to the Netherworld."

For a time, everyone was indignant.

And the old village chief saw the reaction of the younger generation she watched grow up, and for a time, her mood was complex. She was worried, but also gratified.

"Then I will trouble you to take care of these children in the future."

She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, then said so.

Mm, the children have grown up, and they don't need the protection of old people like her anymore.

This is a good thing.

And Butterfly Shin saw this and smiled gratifiedly. She nodded sincerely, then said.

"Then sisters, go home first, go to that fantasy land. In the future, this new home will rely on all of us to work together to build."

She led the surviving villagers toward the original Butterfly Village.

And that originally poor village had changed greatly in just a few weeks.

With the wealth and various resources continuously sent by Lord Battousai, and the diligent construction of the new sisters they had rescued these days, a brand new city was rising from the ground.

This would become the starting point of the future fantasy land, and it was also the promised land mentioned in the holy book "Genesis" brought by the Hundred-Ghost Witches. This city was named Myriad Nations.

And in this Myriad Nations City, all the sisters performed their duties. Those who built, built; those who farmed, farmed; those who patrolled, patrolled. The young little witches needed to go to school. In that school, the envoys of Lord Battousai, those Hundred-Ghost Witches, served as teachers. They would teach the little witches various stunts and the philosophy of "Genesis".

"The knight uses martial arts to violate the ban; with a sharp blade in hand, the killing heart arises."

Butterfly Shin didn't want this ideal land to become a new Heian-kyo in the future. The power in their hands shouldn't exist to bully other sisters. This power should become the power to help and protect family members.

Powerful power needs a strong heart to control, and needs the cage of rules to turn into a sword sheath to restrain its edge.

Of course, these are all just prototypes now. They, whose wings are not yet full, still need some time to grow.

"But the days will always get better."

Butterfly Shin watched the newly joined sisters being received by the sisters in the city, looked up at the four suns in the sky, and couldn't help but show an expectant smile.

"Great, the money is finally collected."

Yagyu Jubei handed the last bag of money to Battousai miss beside her. She was really a bit tired.

After all, this money wasn't borrowed for nothing. Now she had nothing, and all she had left was this sword art. Therefore, these days she ran through all her "friends," and while borrowing money, she also taught the sword art of the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu over and over again.

Mm, now it can be said without exaggeration that the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu has become the largest sword-art school on Yingzhou Island, with disciples all over the world.

And in this repeated teaching, she also had a brand new understanding of sword art.

"Lord, I already have the answer to your previous question."

She said to Dorothy, who was counting money seriously.

Home Witch: "????"

Huh? What stuff? Have I asked any questions?

Dorothy scratched her head, not reacting for a while.

"If someone does evil with the sword art I taught, then naturally someone will use the sword art I taught to subdue the evil. It is by no means a mistake for me to teach sword art to those who need power. However, this sword art does indeed need a sword sheath."

"I have had a new understanding of sword art recently. This is the realization I had while following you, Lord Tsukimi Kuro, so I named this brand new understanding "Moon Copy," which will be the masterpiece of the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu."

"From now on, those who are not compassionate, those who cannot understand the mystery of the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu living-person sword, will not be able to learn this "Moon Copy"."

"Evil does not suppress good; sword art does not ask about origin, but looks at character."

The sword-master miss said so. Her magic power rolled, and the brilliant sword energy turned into a bright moon above the sky, illuminating the dark night sky of Yingzhou Island.

On this day, Yagyu Jubei ascended to the peak of the sword path, proved the peak position with the sword intent of the Moon Copy, and achieved the name of a Great Sword Master.

Dorothy: "..."

Hiss, what did I teach? Didn't I just collect a debt?

Mm-hmm, you realized all this yourself, it has nothing to do with me, don't talk nonsense.

I'm just a killer, I have no emotion.

Qian Bao is shifting the blame...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 697 =====