"Go, Kasei"
Nobunaga told Kasei Mori that at the dining room. Suddenly Kasei Mori couldn't catch up with her thoughts and shows her face falling in love with the cup with one hand. But soon I understood the meaning of Nobunaga's words.
"Yes, no... a certain..."
Understood, but Kasei Mori was confused. He didn't think it was a place for an old man who had just left.
But Nobunaga knew that the inner part was untrained. That's why Nobunaga tells me.
"I'm sure you'll be satisfied with that. Come and settle."
After I say it, Nobunaga tilts the cup. Kasei Mori, on the other hand, closes his mouth with the cup in his hand.
The conversation you two are having is about Kesei Mori following Takeda. Kasei Mori pulled himself off the front line with a shoulder injury, and since then he has been thorough in his role of assisting Nobunaga in his administration.
But in the depths of my heart I was always smoking. Kasei Mori realized that when he was training Nagako, but he was forced to seal it in the bottom of his mind.
"I don't say I'm gorgeous and scattered. Just answer what you want to think and do. Never mind what you say around you. I'll shut you up."
"Dear Hall..."
Kasei Mori drank the cup after thanking him once. Strong alcohol poured in at once burned his throat, and Kasei Mori remembered the feeling of his whole body getting hot. But he ignored it and bowed his head to Nobunaga again.
"Shaw, Mori Sangamen can do it. I give up badly. Therefore, we obey your blood."
As the ever distressing attitude was a lie, Kasei Mori declared without even showing a slice of stray.
Fewer eyes can return alive when it comes to the Battle of Takeda. If you die, you will no longer be able to assist Nobunaga.
It is not Nobunaga's command, but that he may delay his master's affairs in order to pass himself through. For Kasei Mori, it was a conclusion after thinking about it.
I'll keep you posted.
But Nobunaga replied softly. Kasei Mori heard Nobunaga's reply and bowed his head even deeper.
I call it Shura. Declaring so, Kasei Mori took his seat off. The remaining Nobunaga includes a sip of the drink.
"... after the Battle of Takeda, the world will be dominated by artillery than this. This is the last time I can boast of martial arts."
Already the world was witnessing artillery becoming the main force. It was no exaggeration to say how much winning or losing depends on how much you own the artillery.
Therefore, the root people and the miscellaneous people had been entertained. However, if Shizuko's operation succeeds, Oda's artillery crowd will shine first in Japan.
It is no longer enough to be afraid of the main temple or even the upper cedar. No matter how famous a martial arts general is, he loses his life with a single bullet fired by an unnamed soldier.
The age of individual martial arts is over. From now on, the method of collective warfare will be fundamental, and warlords will be questioned not for their combat abilities, but for their command and military capabilities.
"But it's not something I'm having trouble with. If you want to go, you can say so right away... but you can take care of it at all."
Nobunaga said so, but she laughs lightly when she remembers something.
"No... am I the one who's been taking care of you? Then this will be a reward for Kosei's loyalty."
Pour yourself a drink. Nobunaga stares at the surface of every swinging liquor.
"Kosei, come full rampage. If there's an idiot holding you back, I'll snap his head off."
While speaking, Nobunaga raised the cup high in heaven, and finished speaking, sipping away the cup of wine at the same time.