Shuten-doji was not surprised by Luoshui Sanxian's appearance. He merely looked at the humans around them who had fallen unconscious from their Demon Power, a trace of mockery in his eyes.
How could heroes who protected this country disregard innocent lives just to destroy their enemies?
If he had not taken that into consideration, why would he have spared these humans?
After saying that, he rode away on his Gourd without waiting for Luoshui Sanxian's response.
Tengu glanced at the departing Shuten-doji, then at Luoshui Sanxian. He spread his wings and flew after Shuten-doji.
Since ancient times, there had been few examples of humans and demons living peacefully together. Rather than stay here, he might as well leave with Shuten-doji.
Still, why had he revived here?
He had clearly always lived in the mountains and forests in the past, and human legends recorded it that way as well. If he were to revive, it should have been there.
Luoshui Sanxian watched Shuten-doji and Tengu leave, his expression grim, but he did not stop them.
There were too many things to consider in a battle at the First Sequence.
Of course, he could attack Shuten-doji and Tengu without restraint, but he would also have to bear every possible consequence that followed.
Damage to buildings was not worth worrying about, but the lives of innocents were something he could not ignore.
Yet he also knew that if he let them leave, the future consequences for Japan would certainly not be limited to the lives of a few civilians. There would be even more casualties.
The value of life should not be measured by numbers, yet many times, people had no choice but to weigh things that way.
Compared with the casualties Shuten-doji and Tengu would cause after growing stronger in the future,