Eighth Crown

Chapter 434: Tajima Mamoru From Edo

After breakfast, the sun quickly jumped out of the eastern horizon.

"I'm so sorry!"

The young servant from Chaldea came to Fujimaru Ritsuka as soon as he woke up and knelt down on one knee. Although the upper part of his face was completely blocked by his bangs, his expression A deep sense of guilt can still be seen in it.

"I actually asked my lord to spend magic power to adjust my state. It is obviously a dangerous time now, so I should try to save magic power as much as possible..."

"It doesn't matter! Do you think I'm safe now?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka waved his hands repeatedly, with a nonchalant expression on his face, and vigorously patted the bicep of his right arm, which had no undulation at all.

"Don't worry, I'm helping you adjust your condition so that you can work more effectively in the future. As long as you don't complain that I make you too tired!"

"Yes! I, Fuma Kotaro, will definitely live up to my lord's expectations!"

Although this girl had no special talents, she was very good at dealing with heroic spirits. She calmed Fuma Kotaro down in just a few words.

"By the way, Kotaro, speaking of which, do you know why you are the only one who can transfer souls here? Did you find anything special when you came to Rustic City?"

"No, I don't know at all and I haven't discovered anything..."

Although it was only a one in 10,000 possibility, Fujimaru Ritsuka still asked Fuuma Kotaro for information. However, it was basically as they expected. Even Kotaro himself did not know why he was transferred here. They don't know anything about other things, and they even need to explain the situation of this singularity.

For Fujimaru Ritsuka, Fuma Kotaro's awakening is also a good thing. At least the combat effectiveness of their camp has increased again. In this way, even if they face all the remaining four heroic swordsmen in one go, they will have nothing to fear. .

But just like this, the burden on her is getting bigger and bigger. Originally, supporting a treasure house, Yinshun Zhan'ou, was already a matter of trying her best for her. Now, with the addition of Fuma Kotaro, her poor magic power It's simply not enough.

But among them, she is the only one who has the command spell to be the master. No one else can take her place. No matter how many servants there are, they can only be supported by her alone. For her, You can imagine how much pressure there is.

The reason why summoning so many followers in Chaldea is okay seems to be because Chaldea uses a special energy supply system to convert electricity into magic power to provide magic for the followers, allowing Fujimaru Ritsuka to He was freed from the pressure of magic power, but he couldn't use that method in the singularity.

In the past, it was okay in the orthodox singularity with the Holy Grail. Most of the magic power of the servants was provided by the Holy Grail, but in this sub-species singularity with a high probability of not having the Holy Grail, she really can only rely on herself, and all energy supply needs her. Think of ways to.

Once Hohoin Yinshun and Fuma Kotaro start fighting, her magic power will be completely drained within half a minute of the start of the battle.

And in this singularity, there is no way to replenish magic power...it's still too shameful to replenish magic power.

"When the last resort comes, we can only rely on the magic power of the command spell."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the three scarlet command spells on his right hand and secretly made up his mind.

Command Seals are very precious magic crystals with a wide range of uses. It is quite a waste to use them simply as a backup magic source, but there is no other way to ensure combat power.

"Ah? There seems to be some noise down there?"

Musashi sat in front of the window, resting his head on the window, watching the life on the street below with great interest.

But at a certain moment, he suddenly spoke up, attracting the attention of several other people.

"What's the matter, Musashi-chan?"

Hearing this, Fujimaru Ritsuka also recovered from the problem of magic power, and then came to the window and looked down with Musashi.

in the streets below.

Whether they were vendors or pedestrians, they all retreated to both sides of the street at this moment, and what was advancing orderly through the street with a majestic momentum was a team of cavalry stretching hundreds of meters.

A rough count showed that there were hundreds of soldiers, each wearing neat armor and riding on the back of a strong horse. They rode forward in an orderly manner as if they were fully armed.

"It's the samurai-sama!"

"But why are you here, sir?"

Looking at this long line of soldiers, even the civilians on both sides of the street below couldn't help lowering their voices and started whispering there.

The atmosphere of the entire street changed from lively to serious.

"Get out of the way! This is Tajima Mamoru-sama from Edo! Everyone, get out of the way!"

At the front of the entire queue were two figures on horseback.

One is wearing a loose samurai uniform, with a sword on his waist. He has a square face with a Chinese character. Although he is a bit older, about fifty years old, he is wearing a very energetic silver hair. A man with short hair and a calm expression on his face, giving off a sharp but peaceful atmosphere.

He should be the leader of the entire queue of soldiers. The entire team seems to be headed by him, and he is also riding at the front of the queue.

The other person was probably his adjutant. He looked like a middle-aged man with a slightly rough appearance. He was a few steps behind and shouted loudly to the people in front of the road to clear the way for the middle-aged warrior. .

"Sakon."

"yes."

The leading warrior shouted softly at the middle-aged man who was shouting behind him. The man immediately took the order, stopped scolding the people, and then shouted loudly.

"Listen up! Next, Lord Tajima Mamoru from Edo has something to say to you!"

After his shout attracted the attention of the surrounding civilians and the entire long street became relatively quiet, the silver-haired middle-aged and elderly warrior mounted his horse and stepped out of the crowd, facing the crowd's various flinches and expressions. With worried eyes, he spoke slowly and slowly.

"I am the chief inspector of the shogunate, and Yagyu Taima is the guardian of the clan. There are more than five hundred of us, and we are all here on orders from the general."

His voice was not high-pitched, it could even be said to be deep, but as he pumped his chest and lungs, his voice spread out like a rolling stone, allowing people even two hundred meters away to hear his voice.

"I believe you all have heard that a strange army has appeared on the border of Xiazong, attacking villagers and villages. It is said that they are even targeting this rustic city now."

As soon as these words were spoken, bursts of noises rang out on this long street, and most of the people showed a look of fear.

"But you can rest assured that my subordinates are all elites who have experienced pacifying the Shimabara Rebellion and spreading the power of the shogunate to the ends of the country! I, Tajima Mamoru, will definitely sweep away all the secrets that disturbed the general. As long as everyone Just wait for the good news."

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