"More of the demons' handiwork, I suppose."
Li Xia sighed softly.
In the Sengoku Era, not only was warfare everywhere, but people also had to contend with demons wreaking havoc.
It was no easy feat for humans to hold on.
"There's an ox over there..."
"Its whole body is charred. It looks like a lightning strike did it."
Moving closer, the group soon spotted the clues.
Just then, a passing villager on a nearby ridge called out an urgent warning:
"You over there! If you don't want to get caught up in the Demon Brothers' fighting, leave now. They haven't gone far. They might fight their way back here any moment."
The villager, who carried a bundle on his back, shouted a few warnings their way, then prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Li Xia hurried after him at great speed.
Since he was dressed as a monk, the villager on the ridge took it in stride and wasn't frightened.
"Excuse me, what exactly happened here? Why was the village destroyed?"
"Monk, you must be a traveler from somewhere far away?"
"Yes, all of us came from the Eastern Country."
"No wonder..."
The villager glanced at Bankotsu and Jakotsu approaching from behind, and Kagome on Entei's back, then nodded.
He was somewhat afraid of Bankotsu and Jakotsu, who were dressed as military officers; he paid little mind to Kagome's strange attire; after briefly meeting the gaze of Entei, who remained extraordinarily magnificent even with his flames suppressed, his expression immediately filled with envy.
But anxiety soon replaced it.
He seemed to be fleeing some danger.
"Don't worry. We've come here to slay demons. With us here, those Demon Brothers won't be able to hurt you."
Li Xia reassured him.
The middle-aged villager's eyes lit up at that:
"You've come to deal