"For the rest of my life, this old man is willing to serve as your coachman, leading your horses and driving your carriage. I only ask that you show mercy and spare the people of Azuchi Castle."
After saying this, Matsudaira Motoharu did not utter another word. He simply bowed to the ground in silence, looking utterly sincere.
The audience paid little attention to Matsudaira Motoharu's reaction—he was one of the old hands among the Subconscious Actors, taking the route of deep scheming and never caring about his dignity. No matter how unusual his actions were, they were easy enough to accept.
However...
His seemingly candid surrender was definitely part of some conspiracy.
At that moment, the tightly closed doors of the Tenyo Guard Pavilion were pushed open.
A beautiful woman dressed in a plain white kimono walked gracefully into view.
With her fair complexion and noble bearing, who else could she be but Oda Marina?
Oda Marina inclined her body slightly and saluted Zhang Guangmu from afar. Her voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear, without the slightest ambiguity. "I am the Daimyo of the Oda Family, the one who holds the highest authority in Yingzhou today. The Emperor and the Shogun are merely people who echo my commands."
"Someone of my status is willing to become your maid, serving you tea and water and waiting on you at all times."
Oda Marina was trying to take advantage of Zhang Guangmu's "vulgar vanity."
She firmly believed that the thing in which Zhang Guangmu's Martial Way Will was entrusted was most likely vanity, and that he might be unable to refuse any display of divine manifestation grand enough in style.
Now, Oda Marina had directly deployed her three-layered killing move.
The first layer was having an Unparalleled One