Chapter 170

It was a tall woman with a cold face and peerless beauty.

She was dressed in a moon-white kimono, wearing a fox fur shawl, stepping barefoot on wooden clogs, wearing a Tengu mask on the side of her head, and her long hair hung down to her waist.

Only the hem of the kimono was slightly shorter, presenting an irregular cross-section, slanted from the knee to the thigh on the other side, revealing plump and rounded calves.

Every step she took was surprisingly consistent, as if measured with a ruler.

The woman's pace was very slow, as if she was recalling something, her gaze moving from one house to another.

It took a full hour for her to reach the depths of the station from the stele inscription that had been laid with barrier talismans but had long since decayed and was incomplete.

Located at the end, it was a simple and deep shrine. The shape was not gorgeous, and looking up, only the sense of vicissitudes with historical heritage kept attacking.

"I'm back."

Muttering gently, the woman who stopped moved to step into the shrine.

Inside the shrine.

Just like when she came a hundred years ago, it still maintained the state of that moment, and nothing had changed.

The woman scanned every inch of space with nostalgia, her speed even slower than when she was outside before.

Walking to the front of the bookshelf and some simple utensils, she reached out and gently touched the "toys" stained with a little dust, each representing a precious memory.

The woman's gaze was soft, and after wiping them one by one, she came to the desk in the center of the shrine and sat down.

A set of tea sets was placed on the desk, condensed with a thin layer of dust, which was enough to show that no one had come here for a period of time.

However, according to the time she last came, the dust should have been a thick layer, which was a little strange.

"Sigh, so much time has passed."

The words the woman spat out carried a unique coldness. Putting aside her doubts, she sat blankly for a while, closing her eyes to feel the tranquility of the moment.

The breeze blew, accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves, and the world was clear.

Until a certain moment, movement came from outside again.

The woman was surprised and got up to walk out of the shrine.

Just as she was about to go out, she saw another woman coming to the station.

Compared to her, perhaps it would be better to call her a young girl.

The visitor had short purple hair, also wore a Tengu mask on the side of her head, and wore a black tight-fitting bodysuit similar to a school swimsuit.

She wore a treasure mirror around her neck, had metal arm guards on her hands, and the short white jacket on her upper body could only cover the northern hemisphere.

Her slender waist was bound by a red rope, squeezing the battle skirt, and a Thunder Vision was attached to the side.

From the button-shaped patterns on the back of her hands and the battle skirt, it could be seen that this was the family crest of the Kujou clan, one of the three commissions.

Seeing the figure appearing from the shrine, the young girl first took a vigilant posture, and after seeing the person inside, she was stunned, and then immediately bowed her head to salute.

"Greetings, Lady Mitsuyo!"

Compared to her young girl period five hundred years ago, Mitsuyo was now full of the flavor of a royal sister, her cold corners of her eyes raised, and the greenness and immaturity of the past had long faded.

She glanced at the handkerchief and many luggage carried by the visitor, and her gaze moved slightly.

"I remember, your name is Kujou Sara, right?"

Facing the inquiry of Mitsuyo, the Great Tengu and current leader of the Tengu clan, Kujou Sara replied quickly.

"Thanks to you for remembering, I was fortunate enough to see you once with my father when I was young."

"Heh, your father was a cunning guy. He threw you to the Kujou clan to be raised, saying you were a Tengu, but that guy's personality was closer to those foxes in the Fox Forest."

Seeming to recall Kujou Sara's father, Mitsuyo smiled and gave an evaluation.

Hearing this, Kujou Sara was not angry. Being able to get the praise of the Great Tengu, even if it was not entirely complimentary, was also a kind of glory.

"If my biological father knew your comments, he would definitely be very happy."

Noncommittal, Mitsuyo looked her up and down and asked suddenly: "The furnishings in the shrine, did you clean them before?"

"It was all my own unauthorized behavior, please punish me, Lady Mitsuyo."

"Alright, no need for so much courtesy, I don't like it to be too cumbersome."

Walking out of the shrine, Mitsuyo signaled her to follow: "Accompany me for a walk."

Nowadays, the Tengu clan is dwindling, and most of them no longer live together, each living in seclusion in the deep mountains and not asking about world affairs.

Of course, for the Great Tengu who leads the clan, they all respect and admire her as they did in the past.

Being able to see her clansmen again, Mitsuyo also felt a bit moved in her heart.

"Yes, Lady Mitsuyo."

As the adopted daughter of the Kujou clan of the Tenryou Commission and a general of the Shogunate army, Kujou Sara's personality was slightly rigid, and she acted vigorously.

She was decisive in killing and brave in battle in military affairs, and strictly followed the duty of a minister to offer all her loyalty to the Raiden Shogun.

In her thinking, being a helper of the Raiden Shogun, a role model for the Tenryou Commission, the pride of the clan leader, and the benchmark for the Tengu clansmen, none of the four identities took herself as the priority.

Therefore, even though Mitsuyo said no need for courtesy just now, she still followed her own nature.

Putting down the tools for cleaning, the cold-outside-but-warm-inside Kujou Sara followed silently behind the Great Tengu.

To her surprise, saying it was just a walk, it was really a stroll.

During this period, Mitsuyo didn't say a word, just walked aimlessly through this Tengu station where she grew up.

After the initial tension of meeting Lord Daitengu eased, Kujou Sara examined the Venerable One's back with a look of curiosity...

When she was very young, she also lived here, but at that time the Tengu clan was already close to falling apart. Due to the increasingly thin bloodline, coupled with intermarriage with humans, it accelerated this process.

Since she was born, she had only seen the Great Tengu once, but that one time was deeply imprinted in her mind.

It is said that the Great Tengu drifted to the outer seas after a certain incident five hundred years ago.

The only two times she came back, one was to take over the position of Great Tengu, and the other was for sacrifice.

And during that sacrifice, the cold and noble figure of the other party could never be forgotten. Perhaps from that time on, Kujou Sara hoped to become an existence like the Great Tengu.

While her thoughts were flying, she didn't know how long she had walked before the Mitsuyo in front finally spoke.

"How is Inazuma City now?"

Kujou Sara quickly came back to her senses and replied: "Under the wise leadership of the Shogun, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and everything is developing in a good direction. Although the Vision Hunt Decree has caused many people to misunderstand and resist, the eternity pursued by the Shogun must be correct, and sooner or later the people will understand the Shogun's painstaking efforts."

"Is that so."

Noticing that Mitsuyo's smile was very cold, Kujou Sara stopped talking.

"Compared to five hundred years ago, it's just regressing now. Without him, this Inazuma is ultimately dead and lifeless."

Not having experienced the grand occasion five hundred years ago, Kujou Sara could not refute.

But she was a bit interested in the "he" in the Great Tengu's mouth. Regarding this, she seemed to be able to vaguely find it in some recorded classics, but after looking carefully, the clues were broken, as if someone had deliberately wanted to forget it.

"He... who is he? Can I ask Lady Mitsuyo to clarify?"

In the end, Kujou Sara couldn't help but ask curiously.

"You want to know?" Mitsuyo hooked the corners of her mouth, her gaze looking into the distance.

"Hmm, if possible."

"He was one of the two Highnesses who ruled Inazuma supreme and held the Narukami at the beginning."

The sudden words shocked Kujou Sara.

Two... Highnesses?!