Seeing Ōka Sayama's already somewhat twisted cold face.
Kagefusa Manyū raised her heroic eyebrows proudly and added fuel to the fire again:
"A lowly flat-chested woman nobody wants, pretending to be high..."
Clang!
A piercing sound of swords clashing suddenly rang out in the room.
Kagefusa Manyū drew the famous sword worn on her body, blocking Ōka Sayama's sudden attack with cold sweat all over her face.
While blocking the attack, her hands trembled belatedly.
Was this flat-chested woman's swordsmanship so fast?
Although her strength was inferior to her own, her speed was far superior...
Emotions of anger and unwillingness appeared in Kagefusa Manyū's arrogant heart.
Obviously just a branch flat-chested woman with distant blood relationship to the main family...
And that damn traitor Chifusa Manyū, obviously so weak, but...
Thinking of this, Kagefusa Manyū moved her eyes down, staring at the fake breasts she deliberately installed, and more cold sweat appeared on her face.
Ōka Sayama looked at Kagefusa Manyū who was covered in cold sweat and blocked her attack at the critical moment.
She tried hard to suppress the killing intent in her heart and withdrew the sword in her hand.
Kagefusa Manyū was the legitimate daughter of the main family of the Manyū clan, with a lofty status.
If she really killed her, not only would she not escape death, but even her parents and other relatives who had not been in touch for a long time would also face implication.
Kagefusa Manyū saw the opponent stop first. She also retreated a few steps, coldly withdrawing the sword in her hand.
The Magistrate, whose head was still bleeding, stood not far away.
He looked awkwardly at the two who started fighting in an instant and stopped in an instant.
"Did Big Brother ask you to come here for something?"
Kagefusa Manyū put away the contempt in her heart, turned her head to look at the wall not far away, and asked.
Ōka Sayama was also surprised to see the opponent actively soften. When did this mad woman soften so easily?
While puzzled in her heart, Ōka Sayama also said coldly:
"My Lord asked me to come here to assist you and watch you by the way."
Kagefusa Manyū showed a mocking expression on her face, turning her head to look at Ōka Sayama:
"Don't worry. I'm not someone who doesn't know the severity. I won't play him to death."
After saying this, Kagefusa Manyū turned her head to look at the Magistrate standing awkwardly in place, raising her head slightly.
"Why don't you get out and treat the wound on your head?"
"The army will set off at noon!"
The Magistrate hurriedly bowed and backed out.
"Wait!"
Hearing this cold female voice.
The Magistrate's hand just about to push the door stopped immediately.
He turned around hurriedly, looking strangely at the cold woman with superb swordsmanship.
Kagefusa Manyū also looked at her curiously.
Ōka Sayama said cautiously:
"Many soldiers rushed here day and night after receiving the order yesterday."
"After arriving here this morning, they only rested for a few hours. Is it too hasty to set off at noon today?"
Kagefusa Manyū shook her head indifferently, an arrogant expression appearing on her face unconsciously.
"I thought it was something serious. Turns out to be this."
"To deal with a man and dozens of female believers with no combat power, I alone am enough, not to mention you assisting on the side."
"Those gathered soldiers and samurai are just to prevent possible ambushes of the Western Army hidden by the opponent."
Kagefusa Manyū had absolute confidence in this.
The Manyū clan, which could largely influence the Shogunate's decisions behind the scenes, had always produced masters in large numbers.
The record of killing more than twenty samurai might be called a rare master among the people.
But placed in the Manyū clan, any Elite Jonin could achieve this level.
And as the legitimate daughter of the main family of the Manyū clan with noble blood.
Even facing the siege of several top Jonin at the same time, she could solve it with just a little effort.
What's more, there was Ōka Sayama, who was not weaker than her, assisting on the side.
As for the possibility that the opponent's strength might be stronger than hers?
Let alone that this possibility was close to zero.
Even if there really was this possibility.
Then they just needed to assist on the side and let the soldiers consume his physical strength.
Even the strongest master in this world couldn't fight one against a hundred facing soldiers formed in formation on the battlefield.
Ōka Sayama hesitated for a while, finally nodding.
Judging from the opponent's current record.
The preparation of her side, no matter from which aspect, was indeed foolproof.
The reason for deliberately gathering more soldiers was just out of caution.
...
"Six hundred troops?"
In the wooden house expanded several times again.
Ume, wearing a shrine maiden outfit, sat cross-legged on the tatami and asked softly.
The man half-kneeling below immediately said respectfully:
"Yes. The total number is about six hundred. According to the information obtained by subordinate, they will launch an attack at noon."
Hearing this, Ume breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Only six hundred people.
Although due to the short time, they hadn't cultivated much Chakra yet.
But with the power of ninjutsu, even if each person could only release one or two ninjutsu.
As long as they cooperated properly, it shouldn't be too difficult to repel these six hundred people.
Ume, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the man half-kneeling respectfully below again.
"Has the Manyū clan sent any masters?"
As the name Manyū clan came out of Ume's mouth, the expression on her face also turned cold.
The girls kneeling around in two rows also looked bad on their faces one after another.
Since two days ago, when the god taught them "divine arts", he also told them the truth about the so-called "breast hunters" by the way.
All the girls whose breasts were cut off by breast hunters also knew who they really should hate.
Feeling the atmosphere suddenly turn cold, the man trembled slightly all over.
He lowered his head even lower, thought for a while, and whispered uncertainly:
"About twenty-something people from the Manyū clan came, including five Jonin, among whom is the legitimate daughter of the Manyū main family."
Ume nodded somewhat heavily.
These masters of the Manyū clan were more troublesome to Ume than the army of six hundred.
They had only learned ninjutsu for a few days. In such a short time, they could only barely learn one or two long-range ninjutsu.
Close combat self-defense ninjutsu, they had no time to learn at all.
Therefore, in close combat, other girls were just slightly stronger than ordinary girls.
As for herself, although she had transplanted the Eye of Returning Evil, with her current physical reaction and Chakra amount.
She could only deal with two or three enemies rushing close.
"Alright. Your intelligence is very helpful to us. When our Holy Breast Religion rules the whole world, the god will not treat you badly."
"Also, find an excuse then, don't follow to the battlefield, so as not to hurt the innocent."
The man immediately thanked repeatedly with gratitude.
Then he covered his belly wrapped in bandages and backed out carefully.
This man was the leading samurai released by Rasa a few days ago.
Since failing to persuade the Magistrate the day before yesterday and getting kicked in the stomach.
While lying in bed recovering from injury, the leading samurai thought about it and finally made up his mind to defect to the Great God of Holy Breasts.
In the view of the leading samurai who had been scared out of his wits.
Facing a true god, let alone a mere six hundred troops, even if multiplied by ten or even a hundred times, they couldn't stop the god's footsteps at all.
So instead of dying in vain, better abandon the darkness for the light early.
Not asking for promotion and wealth, as long as he could save his life and not be liquidated.
Watching the samurai walk out.
Because of activating the Eye of Returning Evil for more than ten minutes.
Ume, who had consumed all the little Chakra in her body, thus fatigue rising constantly in her body and mind, pondered for a while.
She turned her head to look at the giant-breasted woman next to her.
"Kyōka, do you think what he said is true?"
Although Ume felt what this samurai said should be true.
In the perception of her Eye of Returning Evil, the samurai had no malice.
But just in case, to prevent being misled by him.
Ume still wanted to ask the opinion of the people around her.
And the giant-breasted woman Kyōka next to her.
Although she was one of the people who joined after Rasa left, and not a girl whose flat breasts were cut off.
But her original status was the highest among the girls present, born in a scholarly family.
In the two days Rasa disappeared, Ume also listened to Kyōka's opinions and methods to control several nearby villages with minimal cost.
Sitting next to Ume, looking about twenty years old, beautiful in appearance, sexy and mature in figure, even wearing loose clothes couldn't hide the towering breasts.
Her crossed legs were long and slender. Kyōka, whose temperament and appearance were obviously much higher than other girls, heard this.
She smiled with pursed lips, lowered her head slightly, covering the emotions flashing in her eyes, and said gently like a lady from a noble family:
"It's true. All the body language of this man from entering the door to leaving illustrates the fear and dread in his heart."
Speaking of this, Kyōka shook her long black hair and said confidently:
"Although there is also a possibility of disguise, the probability of disguising a scared man for so long without revealing any flaws is minimal."
Ume heard that Kyōka's analysis was not much different from the man's emotions in her perception, she nodded relaxedly immediately.
The other girls also looked at Kyōka with admiring eyes one after another.
If it were a few days ago.
Born in a scholarly family, and possessing natural giant breasts herself, Kyōka was not on the same level as them at all.
Even before having their breasts cut off, the girls' breast volume couldn't compare with Kyōka.
Although now they all worshipped under the Great God of Holy Breasts and became his believers.
And except for Ume, the status of the other girls was strictly speaking the same.
But the concepts formed in the past ten or twenty years couldn't be changed by the girls in a short time.
They more or less regarded Kyōka as an existence with higher status than themselves.
Looking at the girls' eyes, Kyōka's gentle face immediately showed a kind smile.
Seeing the kind smile on Kyōka's face, the girls' favorability towards her increased instantly.
Ume touched her head. Because she exhausted all Chakra, she stood up very uncomfortably and said:
"I'll go rest for a while. Kyōka, you be responsible for all the remaining arrangements. Just come and tell me after arrangements are made properly."
Kyōka's beautiful face immediately showed worry. She stood up and supported Ume gently.
"My Lord, isn't this improper?"
Ume shook her head, trying hard to suppress the fatigue and pain rising in her brain, subconsciously touching the pure white dagger in her bosom.
"Your knowledge is much higher than mine. As believers of My God, naturally let more capable people be responsible for arrangements."
After saying this, Ume pushed away Kyōka's support gently and walked behind.
Kyōka bowed respectfully until Ume's figure disappeared, then she stood up.
Kyōka with her back to the girls, the somewhat smug joyful smile on her gentle face appeared long ago.
Everything was just as she guessed, even better than the best result she originally expected.
After the faith of the Great God of Holy Breasts spread, when other dignitaries were suspicious because of this.
She resolutely decided to take the risk to defect to the Great God of Holy Breasts, even if falling out with her father because of this matter.
When she joined in and saw the amazing power of divine arts displayed by those girls during practice.
Kyōka knew she bet right!
Especially after knowing that besides herself.
All other girls who joined in were from the ordinary class in society or daughters of merchants with some money.
She cried excitedly on the spot.
Isn't this environment obviously letting her show her skills? If she knew this earlier, she should have made up her mind earlier.
Especially the highest-status Shrine Maiden Ume.
Except for loyalty to the god and being quite beautiful, she had no strengths in other aspects at all.
She just used some means of ingratiating herself to make her trust her.
After controlling several surrounding villages with the method of least bloodshed under her suggestion, it was even more so.
Although Kyōka felt some regret in her heart that she hadn't seen the deity of the Great God of Holy Breasts in the one and a half days since she joined.
When Kyōka turned around, the smug smile on her face had long turned into a gentle and kind warm smile.
She sat unceremoniously in the position Ume just sat in, crossed her legs elegantly, and ordered naturally:
"Those seven who know Wind divine arts, you go to..."
Ume walked from the meeting room of the wooden house to the room in the middle and opened the room door.
Looking at the decoration inside the room, which seemed incredibly simple compared to other rooms, Ume felt very intimate.
Although the wooden house had been expanded several times and was more than twenty times larger than the initial small wooden house.
But this initial wooden house was preserved as a room until now.
Only here could Ume put down the deliberately pretended posture.
Be back to that poor country girl who had no scheming and didn't know how to speak properly.
Ume knew very well that she had no advantage in wisdom and experience compared to other girls.
Especially as the territory expanded.
More and more people with high status, good education, and good knowledge joined in, it was even more so.
Perhaps the only advantage was that she was the first person to meet the god and save him...
"My Lord?"
"You... You are back!"
Closing the wooden door casually, Ume thinking about these things just turned around, but happened to see a young man suddenly appearing in the room.
She ran to Rasa ecstatically instantly, grabbing his hands tightly.
Rasa shook his somewhat dizzy head, then suddenly heard the familiar girl's voice and the soft touch of palms holding his hands.
He opened his eyes to look at Ume wearing a shrine maiden outfit, subconsciously reached out to stroke her hair, and said somewhat surprisingly:
"Only haven't seen for a day and a half, the fabric of the shrine maiden outfit has become so good?"
The time ratio between the ninja world and Manyū Hiken-chō was 2:1. Rasa stayed in the ninja world for three days, so a day and a half passed here.
Ume felt Rasa's big hand stroking gently on her head.
Just like a kitten, she squinted her eyes gently, rubbing her head slightly against Rasa's palm, and said gently as if claiming credit:
"Because in this day and a half, we have controlled all several surrounding villages. This is the fabric they offered."
Rasa stroked the girl's soft hair gently, saying somewhat unexpectedly:
"Oh? I didn't say to let you subdue the nearby villages. How did you think of it?"
Controlling all the surrounding villages was also what Rasa wanted to do long ago.
But considering his believers were not very strong yet, and there was no need to rush.
Rasa decided to repel the Shogunate army first, and then use the prestige created to control the surrounding villages logically.
But didn't expect they actually controlled the nearby villages independently so quickly?
Hearing that Rasa's tone didn't mean to blame.
Ume breathed a sigh of relief secretly in her heart, continuing to rub her head against Rasa's palm.
She told the whole story honestly, not taking credit for herself.
"It was thought up by a newly joined believer. Her method is very good. Can control quickly, making everyone submit, and without shedding too much blood."
"After listening to it, I thought this method was feasible, so..."
Rasa raised his eyebrows. It seemed that in the day and a half he left, many unexpected things happened again.