Nobunaga's Bastard

Episode 82: The Preparation Period and the Dark Fight

Between January and March of the former Tortoise Five Years, Kichinai's forces speared through the period between Oda and Hondo Temple, and at the same time moved around noticeably.

It was my father who cut the tongue first. Father, who hated people more than anything to take a back, asked permission to take up the position of Young Master Akita Castle Suke under the fifth rank/left horsehead after letting him take office. I can't say it's insignificant yet. Neutral, or set up on a default route. That would be right.

In response, the public provoked a letter written as "Oda Bullet Chung Chung", emphasizing that Koori and Oda were honeymoons against the surrounding area. It is Maori's patronage that stands out from Honshoji who has managed to come in to cut it down there. Hondo Temple also celebrated the birth of a young man who would become a new general, and dispatched Reliable Between the Boys. After praying for the health of the young lord, his martial arts as a general, and promising to cooperate with the Tabernacle, Shirakashi sent a clan to the Tabernacle or the public visitors without going straight back to Osaka Castle.

The Lower Clan of the Wise Men held concerts, tea parties, etc. against the Regents, Waquan, and Yamato, and gained their knowledge. The purpose will naturally be flexible, but the earliest resolution was reached. When no one needed to say anything, my father placed himself in a superficial eagle furlough and, if invited to a meeting, he showed a eagle furlough attitude to attend whenever possible, as saying no is disrespectful. In particular, the Ten Guards and Bullet Shou-Pil seemed to receive a continuous day of entertainment. My father also enjoyed tea at the bottom. It was a story of "soothing all the time and showing the end of the strife beneath the heavens," but did those present have a sore stomach?

"Between me and the public, you want to put in a little bit."

A letter of that content arrived from my father. The appearance also began to move blatantly. My father made a pact with Honmoji Temple, and made Kumano Miyama pay 10,000 pieces to cease the war, but not with Takano Mountain. During the exquisite time when he attacked Mt. Takano where his enemies had disappeared, and when Sage Takano and the others were to be expelled from the mountain, a decree was issued to reconcile his life. Apparently, the appearance was moving in secrecy. It is the form in which my father, who was distracted by the movements of the lower clan, was put out. The army was disbanded when they gathered soldiers and obtained supplies and food. I ended up just losing my money.

He was clearly the father of one, but preparations for the public debate were steadily under way. The biggest problem was where the venue would be, but the result was that the venue would not be one place, but the entire Muromachi Trail connecting Shimokyo and Shanghai, about half a mile. At the center of the Muromachi Trail, there was a public organization, and the public was satisfied that it could enhance its own authority regarding the fact that an argument would be held in front of it. It was also asked if the public would not rebel against dealing with the Muromachi Trail, which is in front of the inner and back, but this also became acquiescent. Apparently, the emperor of Zheng Parent Town and his son, Prince Makoto, are very enthusiastic about getting on board, and somehow they wanted him to go near the inside and back in the capital of Kyo. The Crown Prince and Father invited the royal family, starting with the two of you in a row, and the story was decided in the form that the emperors of the orthodox town would respond accordingly.

Thus, for half a mile, we all talked about being arbiters, and it was also decided that on that day, anyone in any capacity was free to argue. However, those who participate in the controversy are not allowed to carry any weapons and are round hips. There was also a controversy in Shimokyo over both parties' consent, and a wave was made to punish both if the blade wound sharpened. And on top of that, it became 'Pardon the Argument'.

The weak temples and temples who braced their heights that what they were saying was that people of high stature and those who contended for hegemony were going to play, were excited to hear this. As the Matsumoto question once did, it was also possible for me, who was also a low-profile and anonymous person, to argue about monastic justice in the Great Temple and become a one-step celebrity. Immediately after the touch was given, Tsuji controversy began to be held everywhere in Kichichi, and there was also an incident in which the dead were beaten over incandescent heat and then mutilated. The Father destroyed and burned in the day the temple to which the one who caused the noise belonged. And if this happened that day, he declared once again that he would slash all the parties on the spot and expose their necks. The words of my father, who slaughtered himself once a miscellaneous soldier who stole a penny, were heavy, and since then similar blade wounds.

In February, the father first celebrated the fact that his son, the official, was six months old. Toshikawa Mitsugawa and Shizumae Asai also received a grand celebration, and once I was back in Iga for internal affairs, I also headed to Kyoto to see what kind of salt plum the road to Yamato was. Therefore, as a representative of the Oda family of arbiters, his name was announced with Soune Sawahiko.

Soung-eun Sawahiko made all his own decisions from his strategy to the heavens to the food he ate that day, and as a father who pushes ahead, he is a person who rarely relies on that brain, and who once taught his father the name 'Gifu' and made him make the banner of 'Tenshita Fububu'. There are many people my father is learning on his own, but I wonder if he is the only one in the relationship between teaching things directly and being a mentor in both fame and fame. As an academic teacher, I'll answer if asked. It may also suit my father's sexuality, who doesn't like to be spoken out of the side, if he hasn't broken the position that He was born four years a blissful Wen Tortoise who is eagle fried and is always laughing and is an old monk of seventy years. An old-fashioned gentle monk whose appearance is called. Because of the wind, I call you Monk Sawahiko.

After the representatives of the Oda family were decided, representatives also made successive decisions about the other six sects and gave them names.

The sect that my father used to say was one from Kamakura New Buddhism, around Cao Tojo Sect, was eventually decided to be the Temporary Sect. Because Monk Sawahiko was originally a Zen man and a monk in the Temple of Relief. Shoki Hatsugawa (Kaisenjoki), who made his best friend and exchanged brothers' contracts, enters into an argument as the representative of Shinjitsu. This old man, two more years older than Monsignor Sawahiko, is a stubborn man, the opposite of Monsignor Sawahiko, who is a good man. If my father commands it to be wrong, he won't give in hard work, and whether he gets his neck slashed or burned with fire because of it, do it if you can. is a person who Including the roughness of temperament, never take a pull from the others of the sect.

Subsequently, should Christianity be called arrowhead, Lorenzo Tosai was unanimously elected. In response to an inkling from Gaspar Villera and Lewis Floyce and others, a life-long, double-blind Biwa Master from the Argument joins the representatives of the faithful, who are already said to be 300,000 or 700,000 in Japan.

The stone mountain Hondo Temple, which has no later, has also served the biggest pawn that can be sent out, the Shimoma Reliability. Because Osaka Castle could not be left unattended, it was decided to send out a man whose name had been changed from tea to teach. One of the said generals of Osaka Left and Right and the next Law Enforcement. He won a great victory here and showed Oda's temper to settle the reversal.

So far, it's a force whose enemies are clearly divided. I am not to say that the representative of the Oda family, this time "the desolation of Buddhism", and the representative of the Temporary Religious Sect who responded to the request from Monsignor Sawahiko, namely, Shoki Hayakawa, will be close to the power. Christianity, which is also increasing the number of believers throughout the Oda family here, showed full cooperation when it contributed significantly to the preaching of Kyoto Dazaka if it could crush the Puritan Hondo Temple.

Conversely, there are three sects whose enemy allies are uncertain and who are rubbing. It is Shinto and the Shinto Takada faction of the Puritan sect, and the Temple of the Extended Calendar.

Shinto didn't seem to feel the significance of joining the Oda family in the first place, not that he was saying 'I don't take sides with the Oda family'. The explanation that Shinto is a primitive religion in the first place… becomes too long, but as a fundamental reason, Shinto does not attack other sects. In the spirit of "Isn't that right", I can coexist with another religion. He's under protection from the Oda family. He's in front of us. He's not hostile, but he doesn't know how to be on his side. That Shinto was eventually to participate in the position that 'too many people misunderstand the teachings of Shinto, so they go to solve that misunderstanding'. Explain, not argue. At the point of taking such a position, I feel a kind of Shinto difference, as well as the depth of nostalgia.

The Makoto Takada sect was flirted with by the Oda family and the Hondo Temple sect. The Oda family said that if they win, the number one force in the Puritan sect would be the True Takada sect, and that initially convinced the monks of the True Takada sect as well. However, the situation changed after Shimoma Hisashi and Nakataka Shimoma's parents and children were dispatched to the Honyama Monastery of the Makoto Takada sect and some place for discussion was held. The detailed story is in the dark, but a letter came from my father saying that in some cases it was opportunistic or that there was a possibility of turning around.

It was Yuen-ji Temple that exposed me to shame. Inside, they said they would allow the rebirth of Mount Bee if they could argue the main temple, and moved with joy, they were also lost due to the apparent number of manoeuvres. "Crushing the Oda family is the best way to end the legal difficulties". After such a story, he was persuaded by his father not to join forces to defeat the Buddha enemy Nobunaga by summoning the Pope of Forgiveness, who was pursuing his responsibilities after the burning of the Temple and was in exile to Shingen Takeda. It was the young Jun-Young Shimoma of Hondo Temple, Ryu, who we talked about. Seems Ryu went straight to Kofi. Should fear be manifest diplomatic ability, or the thickness of layers of the Lower Interclan?

Having grabbed this information, my father immediately wrote a letter to the Pope of Forgiveness asking him to go to Tokyo. He said he could ask for a thousand pieces or two thousand pieces if he needed a road bank. Continuously, the delegates of the Yokkanji temple touched all of Kyōro, saying that he was a heavenly sitter. And he was frightened by the situation that the Pope of Forgiveness was responsible for the festive divinity, on which he had to fight the representative arbiters of each sect and force. The fact that what was supposed to have been an inside story leaked to my father at some point also seems to have fuelled the Pope's fright.

In the end, the Pope of Remembrance decided not to participate under the pretext that it was impossible to go to Tokyo because of insect air. People laughed at whether abdominal pain would continue for more than a month now. Especially Kyoko, a race that loves great human scandals. The Emperor's brother gave it to you, and he was overjoyed that the man sitting in the chair of the Zenita had escaped.

It was also decided that it would be the referee of the debate. That's two of us, too. They all became a hell of a big deal. One is now Sir Kanbai-jo Tsingliang. This is recommended by my father and the public. The person recommended by the prominence who waited for it was Sir Kanbai Kimiku earlier.

Sir Kimbai, whose ability to act was disastrous, was suspected by the public to be involved in the assassination of his brother, Lord Yoshihui, and was chased by Sir Nijo Qingliang and others who followed him, who left Kyo and fled to Honjingji Temple, Ishiyama. At that time, I have been dismissed from my position, and I have made the teachings my own Yuko. Needless to say, it sucks to get along with the public minister and Lord Nijo Haru.

The two did not give way together, and in the end the referee was to be served by you two. So far a series of events took place during February like rage. Kyoto humans in the bottom-cold basin can't even relax for the New Year and seem to have spent the rest of February being chased by businessmen. I have also traveled to and from Iga and Kyo many times during these movements. In order to make money in the territory, I could not neglect to make liquor from the fruit that my mother told me, to develop new industries, to make improvements to existing ones, and to study for discussion.

"Are you alarmed..."

At the end of February, I was about to return to Iga after finishing several times in Shanghai. Horse down from Koga County and further south. What happened on that road.

"You're surrounded."

Goemon said, and Hikogoro grabbed the knife of his hips with a blue-white face.

"Darkness is cowardice!

Says Takamaru. But I didn't think they were cowardly or wrong, although I thought I was caught off guard. I've only brought about ten of them. I repeatedly went back and forth to Kyoto in that state. I was an idiot.

"I'm glad Hal's not here"

Hal has been in Kyoto since then. Almost always at Murai Mansion. There will be no such thing as being attacked.

"I don't know whose hand you are."

Pull out the knife. I thought it might be one of the main temples. Ever since the public debate began, the prominent man has struck a glaring number of hands. Perhaps I soon realized that the public debate planned by my father would take place for the purpose of making its Shizuishiyama Honjinji Temple the exposer under heaven while having an equal body of battle. He abbreviated the Kanji Temple with the Majo Takada faction, which he saw as unfavourable and moved immediately and never had a good relationship with. It has not yet reached the point of overcoming its disadvantages, but it is nevertheless becoming a situation that can be a battle. In an overwhelmingly unfavourable situation, I come to win, no matter what. If I had been cautioned like this in this situation, I would have naturally expected to poke me.

"It's too light, so I always told Jinglian to take more escorts."

I have to apologize to Jinglian when I get home. I wish I could go home.

Who hired me. What the hell was that for? He couldn't have talked about it or answered it, and pulled out a knife in the surroundings.

"If only one of you could survive our annihilation."

It was the Goemon, not the Nine Pills that I said. Brilliant preparation. The boulders are the men of the Mori family.

Will there be twelve of them and thirty of them? They don't all seem amateurs. If so, it will be difficult to wipe out all enemies and triumph. I have to break through the enemy early and get away.

The sky was starting to rain light. In February, when it rains as cold as ice, few people bother to move around the border, and there are no shadows around.

Not that someone signaled anything, but the cut started abruptly. Goemon waves up the knife, and then swings it down against him. The opponent took it and where it was impending, another tried to rip the flank of the Goemon. Goemon bounced back with a knife-pressed recoil and sent that attack. It was to that extent that he was watched calmly, and soon the cuts began everywhere around him.

Unlike the battle at Stone Mountain, the dead weren't among them when it came to being a white soldier battle. All the allies seemed to think more about protecting me than defeating me, and the enemy also seemed to think more about keeping me away than defeating me. Allies fighting in circles around me. I'm going to put a knife up and put pressure on it from behind, but I'm not outnumbered. Two people and fewer allies.

When the third fell and my allies were down to eight, including me, for the first time a spear was stuck out at me. Twist yourself away, step in and cut up the man's body.

My sword cut his body and inflicted a fatal wound. But when I tried to pull through the knife that went into the side of the assassin, the rain let go of the slippery knife. Tongue punch, take the sidelines. One fewer enemy. But in the meantime, I lost another ally. The man who fell while his neck was cut off and his blood erupted was Hikogoro. Seven left.

One or eight, should we all run together? One more fell while I was thinking about it. Six left. It's hard to even surround me at the earliest opportunity. Are you going to die? Am I gonna die here?

"I don't feel well."

Unexpectedly, I heard voices coming from the void somewhere. Neither the enemy nor his allies realised that there were people there, and two assassins who turned around to see what was there, fell flat at the same time.

"Long time no see"

There stood the mightiest swordsman I could tell.