.One Hundred and Thirty-three, His Majesty the Emperor in the Grocery Store

One Hundred Thirty-Three, His Majesty the Emperor in the Grocery Store

"…I don't know what the lady plans for the future?"

Although Feili's inquiry was very gentle and there was no sarcasm or blame, she still hit the most fragile place deep in Miss Mitsui Ryuki's heart as if it was a huge rock.

——The prosperous Oedo, which once had a population of one million, has now turned into a piece of purgatory scorched earth

The last remaining military force of the shogunate was once again devastating

Tens of thousands of inverted coalition forces entrenched in Kyoto may take advantage of the situation at any time

And the many vassal states around Edo have ulterior motives and have their own devils.

The Edo Shogunate, which was once under her control, was actually equivalent to collapse and collapse.

This series of painful facts she tried every means to delay, numb and cover up using various excuses, and was unwilling to think about it and was unwilling to face directly with her heart, but was finally put in front of her blood.

Mitsui Ryuki's eyes became empty in an instant. She unconsciously put down the teacup, grabbed the golden wand decorated with huge love and coins at the top, raised her face slightly, and stared blankly at the ruins gradually revealed in the morning light of Xiwei.

The once majestic and striking twelve-story Edo Castle has collapsed under the burning of flames all night. The fires in a few blocks in the distance are still burning. The storm citizens are still dragging their children and fleeing everywhere. The defeated soldiers and thugs who emerged from somewhere are still robbing in the chaos, and sporadic gunfires have never stopped.

In this chaotic environment full of crisis, no one can effectively organize evacuation and firefighting, and Miss Ryuki Mitsui has no way to mobilize the army to quell the chaos. The only 3,000 urban management teams in the shogunate lost nearly half of the attack, fire and melee last night, and the rest were broken up, as if pepper was scattered in every corner of the city, and they could not be connected and gathered at all.

As for the private guards of the various chaebols of the Osaka Trading Group, most of them are stationed in the Yokohama Concession and their own manor warehouses. They have not deployed much power in Edo Castle. Now the communications and communications are almost cut off, and they cannot be summoned at all.

The Marines of the Far East Fleet of the Naserel Empire, who were originally guarding the Yokohama Concession, had already been drawn out by Admiral Perry and went to various Kansai vassal states to fight against the rebellion. There were very few left-behind troops, and most of them were old and weak, so they had no spare energy to rescue them.

Feili's Giant Bear Legion is currently drifting in Edo Bay with the Xiangrui. Although Feili has used the last messaging technique prepared this day to issue an order to let the Giant Bear Legion go to the city, it seems that it is not easy for this messy legion to successfully land in the city and find the place where the commander is located.

Even if this order was sent successfully, I'm afraid it would have to be questioned. Just like the teleportation technique that often stuffs living people into the walls as reliefs, the communication technique these days is not 100% reliable, and it should be said that it is very unreliable, and it cannot be encrypted. Therefore, when fighting on the front line, people often accidentally convey military orders or intelligence to the enemy...

At this moment, Miss Mitsui Ryuki couldn't do anything at all, she could only watch the city gradually burned down - how powerless, how panic, how sad it was

So even though she had thousands of words to say, she had to condense it into a short sigh in the end.

“…Oh, the future is bleak”

Just when these two people who were separated from the low-level interest looked at each other silently and were silent, the distant sky had quietly revealed the whiteness of the fish belly.

And the Dance of the God on the altar on that side has gradually come to an end... or the most **.

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"...The light of God shines everywhere, comforting us; God's grace is like the sea, saving sentient beings..."

On the simple altar that was hastily built in the grocery store, His Royal Highness finally finished the whole set of tedious and long dances of the gods, but continued a long and aftertaste singing. The dazzling halo around her had become more substantial, and the permeable spiritual power became more abundant and magnificent.

The elegant singing voices spit out from her lips seemed to be able to purify all evil and holy sounds in the world. Every gentle chanting would make everyone feel as comfortable as their body and mind sublimated.

With the end of the last note, the princess slightly lowered her bright and clean eyes like the morning star and swept her eyes one by one over the eyes of everyone below the stage. Although her eyes were gentle and friendly, it was completely impossible to have the idea of ​​being blasphemous, and even had the illusion of being ashamed of herself.

Then, she bent down and put down the dance fan in her hand, grabbed the "Yuan Coin" (also known as the coin bundle) made of paper strings inserted on the top of the wooden stick from the tatami, waved heavily at the wounded people gathered at the altar, and shouted loudly:

"...I would like to invite you to the power of the gods from Gaotianyuan! Eliminate difficulties and eliminate disasters! All diseases and evils will be eliminated! Protecting creatures urgently as the law!"

The high voice line is like a white crane leaping up the clouds, and it is gone. What is even more rare is that it still speaks crisply and roundly without any rush.

Then, in the dark light, a miracle came.

——In the sky that was burned by the fire for most of the night, it gradually drizzled, but there was no dark clouds, no lightning, and thunder. It was not condensed by water droplets, but a strange rain curtain formed by pure holy light, which slowly fell down with a confusing light, and surrounded the land in half a radius with the grocery shop where the altar was located.

“…this…this is…”

Such a miracle with visual impact made Feili stop thinking at this moment and even forget to breathe. It seemed that everything around her had disappeared, and only the white light was still reflected in her pupils.

Looking at the light rain that fell to the ground, he unconsciously stretched out his palm, as if he wanted to bear the gift from the gods. However, the feeling of falling into the palm of his hand was not the kind of rain-like coldness that he expected, but a kind of warmth that seemed to melt the whole body and mind. The fatigue accumulated by the night of escape and melee disappeared in that moment, and his whole body was filled with abundant vitality.

"This...is..."

Feili looked around blankly, then was shocked to find that the seriously injured people lying on the straw mat around the altar were recovering and healing quickly at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye. The Master Jingshui Youhu, who had almost been cut into a human stick, not only had the hole in his chest disappeared, revealing a piece of freshly grown tender red flesh, but even the lost hands and feet gradually emerged again.

“…Thank you Amaterasu for the gift of the kind princess, thanks to the kind princess, so thanks to you.”

For a moment, everyone around the grocery store was excited and ecstatic, and the voices of praise and thanks to Amaterasu and the Great God of God were heard constantly. Many people knelt around the altar and kowtowed, and were grateful and crying.

"...This is the power of the blood of God. That is a closer existence to God than our elect."

Miss Ryuki Mitsui murmured to Feiri with some jealousy, "Look at it, the celebrity tour actor Mengdeng Gong Keiko will play the role of the Saint to teach you..."

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"...You don't have to be so polite. This is all the gift of Amaterasu's great god... If you insist on thanking Keiko, why not continue to pass on this gratitude?"

Princess Loli, dressed in white and red dress, had a healing smile on her face with a touch of affinity, squinted her eyes and looked around the people worshipping under the altar, and said in a slightly childish and green voice.

"… The help that Huizi provides to you is just a small task for Huizi himself. But according to what you said, this may be the most important thing in your life for you... So, when one day you have already promoted to important positions or established a career, please don't forget that you have the power to change the fate of others. In many cases, some small favors that are only insignificant to you will have a huge weight for some people in trouble."

Such holy and noble thoughts, such righteous words, and the innocent and pure loli voice, not only made the people who were almost obsessed at the altar become more and more fanatical, but even Feili, who had been watching coldly, could not help but feel a little moved by the saint style of His Highness the inner prince.

At this moment, he suddenly felt Ryuki Mitsui pulling his sleeve.

"...Huh? What's the matter? Oh... Is the reinforcements coming... or Princess Azhisha leads the team in person..."

Feili frowned and asked just after asking, then with the young lady's hand reaching out to indicate that she noticed the movement from afar.

——Under the rising sun that had just jumped out of the horizon, a somewhat funny bear-head underwear flag was raised high and slowly moved along the rubble and shaved streets. A team of former Inca soldiers wearing coarse military uniforms and local clogs, led by a bodybuilder with a bayonet, carried a bayonet rifle, and cautiously searched along the way.

And in a farther place, there was a faint sound of war horns.

Seeing his legion arrive by his side, Feili sighed relaxedly and felt much more at ease.

"...Oh, all this is finally over... I hope I can be safe for a few days next."

He stood up from the soy sauce tank and looked back at the Prince Huizinai, who was still preaching and persuading everyone to be kind. Then, under the repeated urging of Mitsui Ryuki, he went to meet his army.

However, in this turbulent era of war, peace and tranquility are always so luxurious. There is almost no time to breathe, and more bad news and crises will come one after another towards this city of disaster one after another.

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