Between Contradictions

"Don't move!"

The monk slung the man-tall brush across his back and hovered in midair above the square, even higher than the Asauchi floating beside Cang Nan.

He swept his gaze over everyone below and said in a ringing voice, "Everyone, this old monk has something to say."

"Monk, what is the meaning of this?" Looking at the giant characters blocking his path, Yamamoto turned and glared furiously in Ichibe Hyosube's direction. "Why are you blocking my way?"

At that moment, every eye present was focused on the monk in midair.

No one understood why he had personally blocked the Court Guard Squad's pursuit route. Could it be that, from a certain perspective...