Have We Met Somewhere Before?

The cavalry that had suddenly entered his field of vision stopped not far from Arata, adopting a wary stance.

Even through their aura alone, he could sense that these soldiers were extraordinary. Through the Sharingan, he could see even more clearly the powerful force flowing within the cavalrymen's bodies.

They were far stronger than those samurai from the Land of Iron.

Paper Dance paid no attention to the soldiers who had suddenly drawn near. At that moment, Yu Zhi's heart was filled with countless tangled emotions.

After all, Lord Onmyoji had given her information that differed from everything she had believed before.

Those revelations made the girl who hated getting wet cry until she was drenched in tears. Even her manifested body showed signs of weakening and softening.

"Yes."

"Lord Onmyoji."

"I'll trouble you, then."

In the end, she suppressed her voice as she responded to the young Onmyoji beside her. Her body turned back into a thin sheet of paper and slipped into Arata's collar once more.

The only difference was that more than half of that thin paper had already been soaked through with tears.

At the same time, one cavalryman urged his tall horse out from the formation and approached the unfamiliar figure further.

"Lord Onmyoji from a distant land, may I ask what brings you here today?"

A trace of gravity and wariness appeared on the soldier's face. Though he still looked down from horseback, his words retained the most basic degree of respect.

This broad form of address was not only because he had heard the demon girl Paper Dance's earlier response, but also because he had sensed a concealed yet immense aura from this young man.

That aura had made even the well-trained warhorse beneath him stir uneasily.

Animals were more sensitive to sources