Emperor Yu went silent.
After a while, Yu Long replied, "How can I be assured that the person that your father would be sending is someone that is that powerful? Is it someone I know?"
"You'd better test him yourself once that person arrives there. If you determined that he can protect your country whilst you're gone, then you could go. If not, then don't. That easy." Mimicry replied with a chuckle.
"Then, you would hear my answer by the time that person is tested by me personally." Yu Long stated before ending the call and giving it back to the soldier and returning his focus back to the land beyond.
Japan, Tokyo, in the Imperial Palace.
With the soothing sound of the Koto ringing from the background, and the cherry blossoms swaying in the backyard of the palace, the Emperor of Japan, Junichiro, sat on the zabuton while meditating as he breathed in the smell of nature. On his lap was a black katana decorated with black engravings of death.
