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Impress him . . . or perish.

Hm~

As you should . . .

🙄

He did some . . . bad shit.

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Atleast she has good manners... he's impressed. "where do you live?"

Ahh Deok-Su... a worthy opponent,

He approached her carefully, he didn't want to scare her off. "Tsushima.... what is a pretty lady like you doing there? you should be here... here in Kyoto~"

"Who gave you the permission to deliver a sword to someone?" The well decorated man hopped off his horse, walking up to the black smith. he saw the katana in her hand. "Let me have a look~" He aggressively grabbed it from her hand, examining the fine craftsman ship.

The Daimyō simply scoffs at her, taking one step closer. she wouldn't dare to strike him down. "Admiral Kurushima, son of Murakami Michiyasu.... you have never heard of the Murakami clan?"

"Then we shall introduce it to you...." he ordered his men to march for the nearby village, still standing right before her as he took another step forward. giving her a bow. "You aren't just an ordinary woman..."

he ordered his army of samurai to raid the village, just for his own pleasure. war turns men into monsters, samurai or not. "Toyotomi Hideyoshi sent me here... we've been informed of korean merchants selling deadly weapons here to peasants..."

.....

He stares down at her with a blank look, gently shoving her hand away from his collar. "Nothing scares me...." The daimyo said with a low, deep tone.

He still stood there, almost like a statue. "Do you even know what i am?" The daimyō asked, his hand holding the hilt of his katana which sat by his hip as usual.