There were people from several villages around, and people other than the village chief and Daisuke were very hostile to him.
"Mr. Lightsaber, I'm glad you're safe."
The village chief was definitely not being sarcastic, but simply relieved. Ah Jing was speechless.
The village chief looked at Ajid's appearance and then turned to Xion.
"This is your first time meeting me. I am Taki Inuyama, the leader of this village."
"First time we meet, I am Sion Istar... the 'magic user' who assists the human army."
Although he was a little surprised by Theon's self-introduction, the village chief was not particularly afraid of Theon, but smiled gently.
"So, what the old woman said about the smell of her compatriots, is she referring to your smell?"
“…it’s terrible to be treated as a fellow human being by God.”
Xion was talking next to him, which made Ajit feel a little out of place.
His peeping expression was neither joking nor as frightened as he said. It seemed very complicated to express it in words.
But that expression disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his usual self.
"I'm sorry to say it so soon. Can you talk about me?"
"It's not necessary. I know what's wrong with you...are you here to see the old woman?"
After hearing what the village chief said, the people standing behind screamed.
Perhaps because the pillar blocked his path, Theon's inappropriately loud voice didn't seem to be heard by everyone.
"Village Chief! I object! These human troops are the main culprits who hurt the little devils!"
Starting from a man's voice, objections arose one after another.
It's natural to say it's natural. If someone who has hurt the patron saint comes to see the patron saint, everyone will object.
When the village chief and Daisuke wanted to appease such villagers, Ajit felt something and reflexively turned his gaze to the source of that feeling.
A few meters away, where the village chief and villagers blocked the road, there was a man.
Although it was a rural area with prominent Japanese-style houses, there were only villagers wearing suits, and the man was wearing a kimono. The thick outer coat was not worn on his arms, but just draped over his shoulders. He stood there in a simple attire.
But what attracted Ajid's attention more than that ancient costume was the almost silvery gray hair that reflected the moonlight and the animal ears covered with the same color fur...
The man seemed to notice Aki's gaze, smiled slightly, and walked slowly towards this side.
"What are you arguing about?"
These words, which were not too loud, stopped the noise of the villagers.
Everyone who saw him afterward was surprised.
"Old woman..."
Someone murmured to himself the name of the god who protects this village.
The man who was thrown over walked through the villagers who had naturally opened a path, and stood upright in front of Xiaojing and the others.
"My name is Miharo. I imitate the patron saint in this village because of fate. Welcome to the children of the people who come to see me. Although I do not welcome you, I still want to hear your stories first."
The god standing in front of me said happily.
Aki and the others were led by the shabby clothes that suddenly appeared in front of them, and arrived at an antique shrine deep in the village.
The villagers who were originally so opposed, perhaps because of Abao's own wishes, did not follow him here. Only the village chief and Daisuke were here.
I walked into this company after being urged to do so. It can be seen from the appearance and interior decoration that it is quite old.
Of course there was no electricity in a place like that, and there was only a few old candlesticks lighting the fire, and no other source of light.
In the innermost part of the dim shrine, there was something like an altar, where Po was sitting cross-legged.
"I haven't had a chance to entertain guests in the past three years. I don't even have a cushion to sit on."
He sat down in the darkness, kneeling side by side with Theon in front of Oboro.
"Having said that, I don't like beating around the bush, so I don't need extra preamble. Let's get down to business."
The old woman didn't care about her own situation or thoughts. Her attitude made people feel very arrogant, but she had no reason to listen to what Xiaojing and the others said.
Just listening actively like this is pretty close.
"...First of all, please allow me to apologize for this matter."
"Apologies and all, it's all a battle in broad daylight. No matter how much blood is shed, there's no reason to bow to each other, right?"
Oboro seemed a little unhappy after hearing Xion's words.
Aki also knows that it is strange to kill each other and apologize to each other afterwards.
If you apologize, don't start a war from the beginning. This is probably the mood of the old fool.
But, in the final analysis, this is not what Xiaojing and the others should apologize for.
"I want to apologize for taking advantage of villagers who didn't even have weapons in a fight."
Since you are in a war zone, you may get involved.
But what Agit and other human armies actually did was different.
The human army deliberately targeted the civilians they were supposed to protect, forcing Oboro to a desperate end.
"It's not unusual to use what's available in war."
"It's not an act that can be forgiven just because it's not rare."
In human history, such massacres have often occurred. This is an indisputable fact, but modern people should admit that this is an unforgivable evil act and warn people not to happen.
The human military, which should most abide by this philosophy, attempts to repeat it. This is an indefensible mistake and sin.
"I won't say personally that I hope you forgive me, but as a member of the human army, I want to apologize to you and the people in the village."
From sitting on your knees to leaning forward with your hands, lower your head deeply.
Abao stared at Xiaojing for a while, and finally sighed softly.
"No matter how you bow your head, I will never forgive you...but I must admit that your apology comes from the heart."
"Lift your head first." He was said rudely, and when he raised his head, he saw Yuboluo looking at Xiaojing with a somewhat surprised and unhappy expression.
As his eyes moved from Ajit to Xion, the displeasure on his expression also increased.
"Is this your purpose in bringing this man here?"
"What's up?"
"...Forget it. What happens next? You're not here to apologize, are you?"
Facing Oboro's question, Theon leaned forward, as if to say, "I've been waiting for you."
"I think even an old woman who is tolerant to others would feel angry."
"...Ah. Since I was injured by the villagers, if I do nothing, it will damage my reputation as a god."
"Under the premise of understanding this, please do not use this incident as an excuse to interfere with others."
Theon narrowed his eyes at the request, and at the same time, a chill ran down Akite's back.
Although Oberlo took no action, he certainly had some bad feelings about Theon's request.
"You speak too rashly... Do I have a reason to ask you?"
"Probably not... Still, I hope you can accept it."
"Then you have to pay enough to make me tempted?"
The initial negotiation is very simple when you lift the lid.
How much would the Shabby Man be willing to pay if he wanted the Shabby Man to stop taking revenge on humanity. This is almost indistinguishable from out-of-court settlements in human society.
The question is, what price must be paid to make Abao accept it.
Faced with such a question that completely confused Ajid, Xion couldn't see his anxiety and nervousness.
Theon, who always remained calm and sat upright, spoke.
"To show the price, please allow me to state my name again."
Taking these words as a signal, Xion's body emitted a faint light. The light was warm and sacred.
Moreover, I found this to be very similar to Lu Qie's performance in the Sino-Japanese War.
"My name is Xion Istar. The name from 'Son of the Sky'."
Theon, with his usual polite demeanor, said something that Ajid didn't know.
The contrast between her figure and the light on her body gave Ajid a mysterious impression.
"The old woman seems to be vaguely aware of it. I wonder if she has heard about me?"
"...I heard some rumors. I didn't expect you to be so young."
"Then it's too early to tell."
After hearing Oboro's answer, Xion smiled with satisfaction, extinguished the light on his body, and sat up straight again.
Then he spoke with a calm expression.
"As the price of your prayers, tonight I will give my body... to the female ghost."
