Sanda elder brother above... if you do not disdain it... might we?
"Respectfully, to my beloved Sanda elder brother, Zuwaro... Winter snow blankets the mountains, and the strait is sealed in white ice. I wonder whether you are safe and well? I firmly believe that amid your busy campaigns and martial affairs, you must surely be blessed by the protection of the ancestors, gods, and Buddhas, and that all has gone smoothly and without trouble!..."
"In taking the liberty of writing this time, I was moved for a moment by memories of our meeting last year, and have sent a few humble gifts... Besides a wooden carving of your tribe's Guardian Deity and fine, hard-forged swords treasured by the Kakizaki Clan... there is also a military banner of the Great Yuan Gold Clan, which my father specially dispatched envoys to obtain from the Wakasa Takeda Clan main house of one hundred and fifty thousand people, to present to your noble tribe, who are truly qualified to inherit it!..."
As he read Kakizaki Mitsuhiro's letter, Zuwaro's brows rose. He was truly rather puzzled, unable to grasp what was going on in Tiger Slave's mind.
"Main God! What is this 'Great Yuan Gold Clan military banner' sent by this 'cheap brother' from the Wajin lands? What strange meaning is this? 'Great Yuan'?... Wasn't that the 'old empire' from His Majesty's prophecy, the Mongol great tribal alliance now on the grasslands? What does that have to do with our Lake Kingdom? Could this 'Great Yuan' also be descendants of the Rubber People? How come I didn't know, and never heard His Majesty mention it?..."
"Hiss! Looking at what he says between the lines... he's treating me as a branch of the 'Great Yuan,' or some noble 'Gold Clan'? I do indeed have plenty