"Hey, hey, hey! Big brother, did I offend you?" Enjou saw the samurai draw his sword and slash, performing a backflip to evade the strike.
"Hahaha, no reason needed! My martial arts have improved greatly recently, and I'm just looking for someone to test my blade on!" The samurai swung his sword, and faint white marks even appeared on the blade, showing the excellence of his martial arts.
"???"
Enjou looked at the samurai's crazed face, feeling very confused. Why was he being greeted so "enthusiastically" as soon as he arrived in Inazuma? Had his identity been discovered?
"I ask you, if you have three Sunsettias to divide among four Hilichurls, how do you divide them?" Enjou created some distance and asked the samurai.
"Kill them all, and don't even spare the Sunsettias!" The samurai's answer almost made Enjou's jaw drop.
Are all Inazuman this fierce? Not even willing to spare Sunsettias?
However, this confirmed one thing for Enjou: his identity had not been exposed—how could a guy with nothing but muscles in his head possibly see through his flawless disguise?
"Whew—" The blade almost grazed Enjou's neck, causing a patch of sweat to seep from his back.
The samurai finished his move and looked at Enjou. Even a fool could see that Enjou was no ordinary person.
"Who exactly are you? State your name!" The samurai raised his sword and demanded. This foreigner, he couldn't be someone from the Tenryou Commission, could he?
If so, that would be troublesome.
The samurai's gaze towards Enjou grew fiercer. If it was trouble, he would also have to destroy the body and erase all traces; he couldn't just finish the cut, wipe his blade, and leave.
"I am your grandpa!" Enjou's voice became hoarse, and with a flash of light, Enjou's true form, much taller than an ordinary person, appeared before the samurai.
"You had your fun fighting, now it's my turn!" Enjou looked at the samurai, pressing his arm down, and behind him, floating fireballs appeared one after another.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The fireballs summoned by the Abyss Lector were incredibly swift. Even a Vision wielder would have to be careful when dealing with them, let alone a Nameless samurai with some martial skill.
The scorching fireballs slammed into the samurai, instantly charring his purple armor.
"Cough... cough, cough!" The samurai knelt on one knee. He used his last ounce of strength to look at the terrifying Enjou, and his mouth still intermittently said:
"I... I am from Iwakura Style..."
"Bang!" Before the samurai could finish his sentence, he was kicked away by Enjou and fell silent.
"You're already so old, your grandma has probably passed away. Go down and fulfill your filial duty to her," Enjou transformed back into his human form and said solemnly.
He even tried to use his background to pressure him. Was Enjou the kind of petty person who feared power? Even if his grandma was from some "Iwakura Style," let alone "Raiden Style," he would still kill without hesitation!
"What's going on? You caused a death right away, you can't use this appearance anymore!" Enyu ran down from the tree, looking at the samurai, who was almost charred in the distance, and said.
He looked at Enjou and quickly instructed him to change his appearance. Killing someone would pose a considerable obstacle to their mission of finding something called "before sun and moon."
"If I hadn't fought back, I would be the one dead," Enjou explained.
"What happened?" Enyu asked. In fact, he also had some doubts in his heart. Because from a distance, he seemed to have noticed that the samurai was the one who attacked first.
"What else could have happened? I met a madman," Enjou muttered.
"A madman? Did he also absorb The Order's power?" Enka also ran over, a bad possibility rising in his heart.
The Abyss Order uses Abyss power, so naturally, some people are inevitably devoured by the Abyss.
Thinking of those companions who pursued power and were turned into indescribable things by the Abyss power, Enka couldn't help but shiver.
"I don't think so," Enjou shook his head and continued, "He was still mumbling his grandma's name before he died."
"It seemed to be something like 'Iwakura Style' or something."
Enjou scratched his head. Had he been too ruthless? Not even giving others a chance to say their last words.
"I didn't expect him to be such a person of deep affection and righteousness," Ensa also came closer, looking emotional.
"Now that you mention it, it really seems so. Did I go too far?"
"You did go too far. If it were me, I would never be like you."
Seeing the three of them, Enjou, Ensa, and Enka, looking emotional, Enyu jumped up and gave each of them a flick on the forehead. He couldn't help but complain, "Are you guys out of your minds?"
"That guy clearly sounded like he was announcing his school! I remember Inazuman warriors have that tradition."
Enyu looked at the charred corpse in the distance, waving his staff, and a thick layer of ice condensed on it.
Then, with a flick of his staff, the ice-encased corpse was thrown into the sea.
"In short, pay attention to that school called 'Iwakura Style' from now on. They seem to be a style that tests their blades on people."
Enyu's eyes shifted, and combining the samurai's performance, he made a summary of the so-called "Iwakura Style."
"What? There's such a school? Don't the Inazuman care?" Enjou was greatly shocked after hearing Enyu's summary.
"I don't know. Maybe they have powerful backing, or maybe their actions are secretive. Human affairs, who can understand them?"
Enyu briefly mentioned a few possibilities, then shook his head and cast aside those irrelevant thoughts.
"Enjou, you go ahead and be careful," Enyu nodded to Enjou, then pulled Ensa and Enka into the bushes.
"Alright... alright." Enjou looked at the empty ground around him, dazed for a moment, then continued forward... "Boom!"
Walking along the beach, thick lightning bolts occasionally struck down from the dim Sky.
"Ha... choo!"
A gust of wind mixed with raindrops blew onto Enjou, making him shiver.
Enjou looked around. Unknowingly, how had the weather become so bad?
He reached out his hand, and drops of rain fell. Enjou looked at the distant hills, grateful that he was on the beach.
Otherwise, the muddy ground, just thinking about it, made Enjou's scalp tingle.
Although the weather was indeed bad, it shouldn't be so deserted, right? How come he couldn't see a single person?
Just as Enjou was wondering why he hadn't seen a single soul after walking for so long, a burst of noisy footsteps came from a distance.
Through the rain and mist, a team of neatly dressed Sergeants emerged. This made Enjou happy; he finally saw people, and they seemed to be official Inazuman.
Based on Enjou's experience in Mondstadt, although few of the Knights of Favonius could fight well, they were genuinely warm-hearted. He figured the Inazuman would be similar!
"Hm? Someone?!" Before Enjou could react, the Sergeants in the distance reacted first.
"Hello, big brothers, I'm lost. Could you tell me the way?" Enjou learned his lesson from last time. At this moment, following Enyu's guidance, he had transformed into an Inazuman's appearance.
"Lost?" The Sergeant looked at Enjou, who was wearing a yukata, at the edge of a battlefield. Wearing a yukata?
Something was fishy. Thinking this, the Sergeant's hand unconsciously reached for his sword hilt.
"Yes, may I ask..." Enjou paused, then turned his back, glanced at the small piece of paper in his hand, and continued, "May I ask, big brothers, how do I get to Watatsumi Island?"
"..."
The Sergeant looked at the footprints behind Enjou, remaining silent for a long time. Because Watatsumi Island was in the direction behind Enjou.
"What's wrong? Could it be that you all don't know how to get to Watatsumi Island either?" Enjou scratched his head, feeling that this mission was too difficult.
Actually, his real destination was Enkanomiya, which he heard was below Watatsumi Island.
But if Watatsumi Island was so hard to find now, wouldn't Enkanomiya be even more difficult?
Enjou sighed, walked around the Sergeant's position, and prepared to continue forward.
"Watatsumi Island? Of course, I know how to get there," the Sergeant's voice came from behind, making Enjou's heart leap with joy.
"Then..."
"Take this!"
"Damn it, if I ever come to Inazuma again, I'm a dog!"
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