Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

As the residence of Fijiwara no Michinaga, the official in power, this extremely luxurious garden could be said to be like a city on a daily basis - but that was only during the day. No one would choose to pay Fijiwara no Michinaga a visit at night.    

But tonight was different.    

"Eliminate the demon! Eliminate the demon! Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha of the Southern Land of Desolation! "    

Countless young men chanted the Buddhist mantra loudly, raised their sharp spears high, and rushed towards Fijiwara no Michinaga's mansion like a tide.    

"Eliminating demons?"    

In the courtyard, a middle-aged man named Fijiwara no Michinaga heard the shouts coming from afar and sneered disdainfully.    

Could there be demons in his residence?    

It was just an excuse.    

Why did these rebels start? And who gave them weapons? Fijiwara no Michinaga was not very clear. But at least Fijiwara no Michinaga knew why these rebels appeared here.    

Someone wanted him to die in the hands of these rebels.    

It happened so suddenly that the information Fijiwara no Michinaga received was very limited. He could not tell who was attacking him. There were too many people who wanted his life. Enemies, political enemies. He even understood the Emperor's little thoughts. But looking at the current situation, Fijiwara no Michinaga could at least be sure that there was a shadow of those warriors behind the chaotic people today.    

If it wasn't for the silent acquiescence of those warriors, these chaotic people wouldn't even be able to enter Peace Capital, why would they rush here?    

Those warriors...    

Fijiwara no Michinaga clenched his teeth.    

He had never taken the initiative to offend the Woo family. He had even taken the initiative to befriend the representative of the Woo family, Minamoto Yorimitsu. However, it was obvious that the Woo family did not give him any face because of this. Those spear-wielding men who had rushed into the mansion were the thanks of the Woo family.    

Since there were no grudges between them, they had come here to seize power.    

Perhaps it was some political enemy who plotted all of this behind the scenes, or perhaps the Woo family simply wanted to seize power from the hands of the public officials. It was not impossible for even the Heavenly Emperor to take back his power. But no matter what the person who plotted all of this wanted to do, there was no avoiding the key.    

Fijiwara no Michinaga was going to die in the hands of the chaotic people.    

Fijiwara no Michinaga could see the intentions of those Woo family. Those Woo family obviously thought that as long as he didn't do anything, they wouldn't do anything. He, Fijiwara no Michinaga, had no ability to resist these chaotic people. Although it was shameless for the Woo family to want benefits and not want to do it personally, Fijiwara no Michinaga had to admit that these Woo family had good judgment.    

He, Fijiwara no Michinaga, could not resist the chaotic people. The servants in the mansion could not resist the surging crowd. If nothing unexpected happened, he would die here tonight.    

However, Fijiwara no Michinaga was best at creating "accidents."    

Looking at the chaotic people getting closer and closer, Fijiwara no Michinaga turned around and cupped his hands towards the fully armed men behind him.    

"My safety will be in your hands."    

Fijiwara no Michinaga opened his mouth, but his words were spoken in a clear and proper Mandarin.    

"It's not a big deal."    

The man in the lead glanced at the chaotic crowd and waved his hand with a smile, saying the same Han language.    

"It's just a small occasion. I have seen many of these rebels in Dengzhou. They are not organized at all. Even if they have weapons, they are still a bunch of trash. Only a small place like you still take this thing seriously."    

" Sir is right to teach you a lesson. "    

Fijiwara no Michinaga nodded his head repeatedly.    

"Why should I teach you a lesson..."    

The man glanced at Fijiwara no Michinaga and took off the bow on his back.    

"You better tell me a better number about transporting the food. If you make it so that I can't explain it to the commander... Then I can only give you an explanation."    

... "Yes, my lord."    

The pale Fijiwara no Michinaga hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed.    

With just a glance, Fijiwara no Michinaga's back was completely drenched in cold sweat.    

How many people had the soldiers from Tang Country killed?    

"Go, go, go, stay on the side." The man waved his hand impatiently, "Don't ruin our mood."    

After saying that, the man turned around and looked at the soldiers in front of him who were unable to restrain themselves. He waved his hand.    

"Boys! Prepare to eat meat!"    

"Understood!"    

The soldiers replied excitedly. Then, they climbed up and began to draw their bows and arrows.    

To them, who had experienced the chaotic battle in the Central Plains, these chaotic civilians who only knew how to raise their spears and shoot their pigs were simply child's play.    

There were a lot of chaotic people, and they all had spears. It might be more troublesome to open up the land. However, the other party was actually foolish enough to charge into the streets to fight. They were simply here to be live targets.    

However...    

"Sou! Sou! Sou! "    

Dozens of arrows shot out like lightning, and the same number of rebels fell to the ground.    

Glancing at the panicked rebels, the soldiers all smiled.    

The second arrow was also placed on the bowstring.    

Who didn't like to fight a battle with the wind?    

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Peace Capital, in the inner court, in the military treasury, liliao.    

Minamoto Yorimitsu held the hilt of the Katana at his waist and silently looked at the elders in front of him.    

Although he had already grasped the hilt, Minamoto Yorimitsu's hand was still trembling.    

He could not draw his sword at these old men.    

Among these old men in armor, there were teachers who had taught him, seniors who had helped him, and even relatives who were related to him by blood. It could be said that without these old men, there wouldn't be the current Minamoto Yorimitsu.    

However, these old men were now standing in front of him.    

Or, it could be said that all the Woo family were standing in front of him.    

"Yorimitsu."    

A thin old man walked out and pressed his hand on Minamoto Yorimitsu's sword handle.    

"Don't be silly."    

Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at the old man in front of him. This old man had once generously taught him martial arts and military tactics, and even taught him the principle of loyalty.    

But now, this old man stood in front of him and wanted him to betray this loyalty.    

"Why?"    

A hoarse voice squeezed out from Minamoto Yorimitsu's throat.    

"It's not what you think, child."    

The old man saw through Minamoto Yorimitsu's thoughts with a glance.    

"Stay here and wait for everything to end. You will not go against the path of loyalty."    

"But the chaotic people outside..."    

"The chaotic people are nothing more than chickens and dogs." The old man shook his head, "You are staying here because you are loyal to the Woo family that gave birth to you."    

"Loyal to... the Woo family?"    

Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned.    

"What about the Imperial Court?"    

"The Imperial Court has been controlled by the officials." The old man sighed, "Don't think about it. When those officials die, we will wait for the Woo family to welcome His Majesty, the Heavenly Emperor..."    

Minamoto Yorimitsu stared blankly at the old man who was talking like a river, his heart was in a mess.    

The Woo family, the Imperial Court, and the Heavenly Emperor. Who should he pledge his loyalty to?    

Who in the world is the true justice?    

Unconsciously, Minamoto Yorimitsu clenched his fists tightly, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.    

He did not know who was the true justice.    

But at least he knew what was the real evil.    

If he let those rebels continue, the entire Peace Capital would be destroyed.    

So...    

Minamoto Yorimitsu put his hand on the hilt again.    

The old man in front of him also narrowed his eyes.    

"Not good! Not good!"    

A panicked warrior suddenly rushed into the room and directly interrupted the confrontation between the two.    

"What are you shouting for!" An old man wearing a large armor glared at the warrior, "Fusion body..."    

Before the old man could finish cursing, the panicked warrior had already moved to the old man's side and whispered something.    

"What!"    

The old man was stunned.    

"Regional Commanders Ping Lu?"    

The panicked warrior nodded.    

The elders in the room all sucked in a breath of cold air.    

When he heard the words Pinglu Jiedushi, the old man who was confronting Minamoto Yorimitsu simply closed his eyes.    

"Yorimitsu." The old man sighed. "Go and do what you want to do."    

"Ah?"    

Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned. He did not know what had happened.    

"If you want to settle the chaos, then go."    

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu's stunned expression. He could not help but smile bitterly.    

"Don't worry about us."    

"We lost."