Aaah ... this sensation, again, I overworked my muscles.
In order to take care of these three dogs alone, I had to exert a large amount of chi and push it in my katana to slice through the flesh and broad bones of the dogs, which were even harder than the demon king daimyo's stone fortress walls.
Rrrggghh !!! RARRGH !!
Several dogs got closer to him. But all he could do was mutter in his mind ...
His hand tried once more to grasp the katana, and his eyes tried to focus his gaze on the cut-off point which he could use on several of the giant dogs lunging his way.
However, the energy that had been depleted in Watanabe's body, did not allow him to move an inch. All he could do was stand still and hear the various voices around him. And one of the voices he heard was a screaming pleading, which was heard in the distance.
"That voice, Lucretia? Heh ..., now you're the one who's the most worried about me dying, huh ?! Hmm, but ... I'm sorry miss, looks like I'll be going first. I hope you can persevere and puff out your chest at my departure."
Face up to the sky, he mutters in his mind once more. "Old man, looks like we'll be together again! I hope you will forgive me for taking this sword with me to death without lowering it to a disciple ...
Ah shit, I don't think I want to die here yet! There are so many things I haven't done, what's more ... I didn't have time to tell him.
Dammit ... why are you running so fast huh, damn dogs! Are you guys that hungry for my flesh?
Damn ..."
"Shit ...."
Powerless a frail voice came out of the samurai's mouth.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
"Haa? What's the 'shit' old samurai? ... did you really think about giving up and dying here? Damn!!"
Watanabe was flabbergasted, he clearly recognized this voice. The annoying kunoichi's voice, who always bothered him when he was training with his master.
Immediately he turned his face towards the source of the sound, but the figure that was moving quickly passed him like a shadow. Then, immediately a figure that passed him towards the dogs immediately threw several medium-sized balls towards the dogs.
Not a few seconds later, several medium-sized balls exploded immediately. Scattering thick smoke throughout the area and at the same time covering the figures of the kunoichi and the samurai who were in front of the dog.
Barking dogs were also struck in a cloud of thick smoke created by the kunoichi.
"Suiryu-giri Batton-jutsu, Usui-kage !!"
Slash !! Slash !!
Two slashes sounded in the thick puff of smoke. Two figures were vaguely visible from the smoke.
"Oi, oi, what are you doing here, the Iwagakure Golden Fox?"
"What do you care, huh? After all, you should first thank for that precious elixir you drank a few seconds ago, old magpie! ... or maybe ronin ? "
The four giant twenty feet dogs seemed to have fallen with their heads separated from their bodies. And that appears to stand from in the smoke that is Watanabe and a beautiful Kunoichi golden hair.
"Haaa, what did you say ?! of course I'm still a samurai !! After all, what you gave was just ordinary honey, right! Don't complain about the little things too much, little fox ! "
"Tch, there is no such honey that can make your body and stamina come back so quickly like that, you know! Make sure you pay for it later, old samurai, got it! "
"... whatever, for sure now we have to take care of those giant dogs."
They immediately took their respective horses to face the remaining giant dogs in front of them.
From a distance, Lucretia rested on her knees as her eyes filled with translucent tears. She was very relieved to see the samurai survived those deadly seconds. However, soon her attention shifted.
From the same direction as the samurai and the kunoichi who were blocking the giant dogs, a tough man was seen running to lead the remaining passengers and crew who had survived the slaughter of the dogs.
There didn't seem to be too many of them, but seeing that there were still a few survivors made Lucretia's heart a little relieved.
"Miss Lucretia!"
The well-built man immediately greeted her when he got there. For a moment Lucretia's face froze. After she looked closely, she actually knew this man. A son of the VOC nobility who was endowed with brilliant talents in various fields. Also a prospective successor to the government of the former Governor-General who once ruled the European-style trading city, Batavia.
"You, ... Bastion?"
"Yes, miss, I am Bastion van Pieterzcoon, the first son of the former governor-general Jean Pieterzcoon. My little sister and I came to get Miss and everyone here, from this artificial world that the devil created! "
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"We call it the 'inner force', the life energy that flows in every living being."
The Sultan returned to his seat.
The two men who drew questions to the sultan were silent from the answers given by the sultan.
"If you ask me about why I can injure those demons, actually the answer is because of faith."
Akno and Herman became even more confused. Their heads turned, but they didn't dare to argue first. Then the sultan immediately continued his explanation ...
"I am grateful and have faith in the life that the creator has given me, and that faith makes me grateful for the life I have.
Then from the life that I have, comes a flow of energy that I can manipulate to cover all my punches or weapons. This life energy is what we call 'inner power'.
Meanwhile, it is the opposite of the demons who want to deny the existence of a creator and continue to tangled with death, as their main energy source.
However, the real explanation is still not this simple. "
Akno who caught the explanation of the sultan immediately stood up and took a few steps before falling back down again.
"Akno ..? ! "
"Sire, I would like to understand more about this 'inner power'. Right now I am still very weak, even to protect the princess from the attacks of the demons, I can't. I want to be stronger, Your Majesty, please teach me more about this 'inner strength'. "
Hearing Akno's despair and determination, the old man Dekker who was about to stop him became speechless. His smile was a little painted on the wrinkled face he bowed.
Then the sultan stood up hearing Akno's words. Then the sultan began to give orders.
"I accept the determination that you show, young man. But before that, I have something to say to all of you.
Actually, the devil is moving towards their new plan to give birth to a new dragon snake, we found out from our informant who was in the kingdom of the Netherlands.
One of the eks. a failed VOC voyage had made a contract with the demons. And the agreement will be carried out on a new merchant ship that will sail to Batavia.
The treaty is a dangerous treaty that will involve many victims, and of course, we cannot allow it.
However, there are several problems that arise.
First, to find out the location of the treaty's execution, we were only able to trace it with our technology after the malicious agreement was active.
After that, then we can find it. But then there will be one more problem .... "
The atmosphere became even more serious, along with the sound pressure the Sultan gave in his explanation.
"During the implementation of the agreement, the devils will create a pseudo-world at that location to run Ragnarok.
And to be able to enter into that world there are only two ways we can do it, first is to enter when the world was first created, which is when the agreement was first active. So that way is not possible for us who will definitely arrive late because of the tracking process.
Then the second way is the only way that we can use to penetrate that pseudo world while it is active, which is to enter as a part of Ragnarok itself. "
The information from the sultan actually caused confusion to the pitung and Anna. So that all they can do is look at each other.
"Sorry your Majesty, we can't catch what you mean by ...."
"Oh sorry, I explained it too quickly, huh. By 'being part of Ragnarok itself' I mean you, the princess of tomorrow, and the seven protectors. Which has been written in the legend of Ragnarok.
Only you are able to enter the pseudo world of Ragnarok when the pseudo world is active and end it with the power of the pact bearer. "