My Gang of Swordsmen

Chapter 518: Chapter 177: ”Miss Sazanoko, stand down. It’s all over now!” [15,000 Word Upload]_2

Mukiwa’s tone carried a hint of guilt.

Fantasizing? Nonsensical things?

Not quite understanding what Mukiwa was saying, Aoto blinked.

While Aoto was still puzzled about what Mukiwa had just said... suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a shadow moving in the direction of the Nakamura family gate.

Aoto, seeing this, quickly withdrew his gaze from Mukiwa and turned it sharply toward the flickering shadow.

Mukiwa, noticing Aoto’s unusual behavior, quickly stood up straight, looked toward the Nakamura family gate along with Aoto, and then she also noticed the shadow.

Even though tonight was a dimly lit, low-visibility cloudy night... this kind of weather didn’t affect Aoto at all.

Because Aoto had the talent to see clearly at night: ”Night Vision.”

No matter how dark the space, it was as clear as day to Aoto.

After looking at the suddenly appearing shadow, Aoto immediately saw the full appearance of this shadow—it was Nakamura Chouhachirou!

Nakamura Chouhachirou was seen opening the mansion’s door just enough for one person to pass through, then stealthily slipping out through the gap, turning, and walking directly toward the eastern street corner.

He was looking around the whole time, his expression tense... he looked exactly like someone being cautious of whether there were any passersby or followers around.

After days of staking out... they finally discovered Nakamura Chouhachirou’s unusual behavior.

No need for verbal communication... there wasn’t much to discuss. Aoto and Mukiwa, in perfect sync, looked at each other, exchanged a glance, and then quietly stepped out of the dark alleyway where they had almost lived for days, silently following the trail of the suspicious Nakamura Chouhachirou...

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The night in Edo was truly quiet.

Nakamura Chouhachirou hurried through numerous deserted streets, finally entering a rarely frequented district, and turned into a secluded alley surrounded by dense night shadows, where even shouting loudly wouldn’t be heard.

”It’s me, Nakamura Chouhachirou.”

Upon stepping deep into the alley in one breath, Nakamura Chouhachirou lowered his voice and spoke quietly to the darkness ahead.

”You’re quite early compared to the scheduled time.”

The darkness in front of Nakamura Chouhachirou stirred... a very lean samurai with a face full of pockmarks slowly emerged, standing before Nakamura Chouhachirou.

Without any pleasantries... as soon as the ”Scarred Warrior” appeared, Nakamura Chouhachirou spoke quickly in a tone that concealed his anxiety and fear:

”I’ve already, according to your instructions, handed over the cart loaded with the sake Mr. Bright ordered, which was scheduled for delivery today, to you! You should return Ayue to me now!”

When Nakamura Chouhachirou said this, his waist was bent so severely that it made him look shrunken.

This shrunken posture matched with his current pleading expression... the word ”abject” couldn’t be more fitting to describe Nakamura Chouhachirou’s current demeanor.

Despite Nakamura Chouhachirou’s pleas... the ”Scarred Warrior” remained unmoved, his expression unchanged.

He lowered his eyes, glanced at Nakamura Chouhachirou with a cold, emotionless gaze, and then showed a faint smile.

”Mr. Nakamura Chouhachirou, thank you for your cooperation these days.”

”We are very grateful for your assistance.”

”Rest assured, we’ll honor the agreement and release Miss Nakamura Tsuki.”

”We never intended to harm Miss Nakamura Tsuki from the beginning.”

The ”Scarred Warrior’s” words were like sunshine, illuminating Nakamura Chouhachirou’s previously dim face.

Nakamura Chouhachirou’s once-clouded eyes became much clearer at this moment.

However... the light in Nakamura Chouhachirou’s eyes hadn’t lasted long before the scene unfolding before him caused his expression and body to turn as rigid as stone.

Clap!

The ”Scarred Warrior” suddenly snapped his fingers. Immediately, the darkness in front of Nakamura Chouhachirou stirred again.

Two samurai of different builds stepped out from the darkness, standing beside the ”Scarred Warrior.”

At the same moment, Nakamura Chouhachirou heard footsteps behind him.

Nakamura Chouhachirou hurriedly turned his head to look behind him and saw that two samurai had somehow appeared, blocking his retreat.

”Wh-what are you going to do?!” Nakamura Chouhachirou glared at the ”Scarred Warrior” in fear, his voice shaking uncontrollably, his tone turning strange.

”Nakamura Chouhachirou.” The faint smile that had just hovered on the ”Scarred Warrior’s” face faded away as he stared expressionlessly at Nakamura Chouhachirou, ”Next, we will carry out the Celestial Punishment.”

”W-wait a minute!”

The blood drained from Nakamura Chouhachirou’s face like a receding tide, vanishing at a frightening speed.

”C-Celestial Punishment?! Why? Why?!”

”Why... Do you need to ask why?” The ”Scarred Warrior” curled his lips into a cold smile, ”From the beginning, the terms we discussed only included ’after the matter is done, we’ll spare your daughter’ right?”

”When did you get the misconception that we would spare both your daughter and you?”