Chapter 101: Well Then, What’s the Price?
“Unbelievable.”
Kamishiro Hime’s eyes were filled with shock.
Her pink lips were parted, her mind in a chaotic state, a thousand thoughts racing.
In the distance, two god-like behemoths were locked in a fierce battle. Their heads protruded from the clouds, a scene of immense visual pressure, giving one a strong sense of awe.
The dark clouds that had been spread by Kamishiro Naraku’s black aura were torn apart, and a crimson light bathed the entire land.
And the wounds inflicted during the battle between the giant bird and the Old God, a mixture of black and red, fell from the sky like a bloody rain.
The rain-like blood, when it hit the ground, was as heavy as a mountain, creating one giant crater after another.
And the Old God’s blood was as corrosive as a supernatural poison. Any creature hit by it would either be crushed to death or poisoned.
In the time that followed, no human or supernatural being would come to this area.
Compared to this, the war between supernatural beings and humans seemed as ridiculous as a child’s game.
However, as Kamishiro Hime was immersed in Natsuba Hanae’s power…
She heard an even louder exclamation from beside her.
“My Lady is so strong?!!”
“Yay!”
Kamishiro Hime couldn’t help but look at her side.
And saw Tamamo-no-Mae’s three fox tails wagging as happily as a puppy’s. She jumped up and down, her magnificent chest bouncing in an enviable arc.
And hearing her words, it was clear that even Tamamo-no-Mae hadn’t expected her Lady to possess such immense power.
Her lips twitched slightly.
“Saigū, weren’t you confident in your Lady before?”
“Did you not know she was this strong?”
That battle was no different from a battle of gods in mythology. And now, Natsuba Hanae was suppressing the Old God and brutally beating it.
The blood falling to the ground was mostly the Old God’s dark blood.
Not only that, but there were also severed tentacles.
On the other hand, the crimson blood from the giant bird was pitifully little, and there was not a single shred of flesh and blood.
When Tamamo-no-Mae heard Kamishiro Hime’s words, she blinked her eyes and said with a puzzled expression,
“I believe in my Lady. What does that have to do with her strength?”
Kamishiro Hime: “…”
What kind of logic was that?
However, she heard Tamamo-no-Mae look at the distant, constantly fighting giant bird with a look of admiration, as if she could see Natsuba Hanae in the heart of the jewel.
She cupped her cheeks, a bright, cheerful smile on her pink lips.
A trace of memory appeared in her mind.
“My Lady, in my heart, is omnipotent. No matter what difficulties arise, she will always find a way to solve them.”
“It’s just an Old God supernatural being. It’s not even a challenge for her.”
“Although…”
“This Old God is a little stronger than I expected.”
Hearing this, Kamishiro Hime’s pure white eyes were filled with numbness.
You call this a little stronger? The power that this Old God had unleashed, if not for the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, Kyoto would have been bathed in blood by now, with no one left alive.
Even if her father and grandfather came together, they would be helpless against such an Old God.
She didn’t understand where Tamamo-no-Mae’s confidence came from.
Although, from the results, this confidence was indeed correct.
Tamamo-no-Mae’s Lady, the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, was indeed incomparably strong.
It could be said that as long as the deep-rooted families didn’t activate the divinity within them, for now, the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain was the number one among A-ranks.
She even had half a foot in the realm of gods.
That abundant divine power, and her ability to descend into the statue through Tamamo-no-Mae’s Prayer, was in some ways no different from a god.
If it weren’t for the lack of a Divine Artifact…
Kamishiro Hime would have thought she was a real god.
But this was not normal. According to the timeline, all the gods in this world should be in a long slumber.
The Day of Divine Slumber was far from over.
It was impossible for a god to awaken from it. Once awakened, the loss of power would be severe, and a god would never accept such a loss.
This was all a secret of the imperial family.
Even the top organizations and conglomerates didn’t have a history as long as the imperial family’s, and they didn’t know as much as she did.
After all, in the eyes of most people…
Due to her two incompetent brothers and her own outstanding talent, the position of heir to the imperial family was basically hers for the taking.
Seemingly influenced by Tamamo-no-Mae’s gaze, Kamishiro Hime also looked at the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain, who was displaying her vast power, with a look of admiration.
She couldn’t help but murmur,
“If only I had such power.”
“Restoring the imperial family would be no problem at all.”
“But…”
“Hiss—”
Suddenly…
Kamishiro Hime’s brow furrowed. She pressed her right hand to her chest, clutching the skin there tightly. An excruciating pain, like a raging tide, washed over her.
Kamishiro Hime gritted her teeth, her back and forehead already covered in a cold sweat.
At the same time, her aura plummeted, from mid-B-rank to early-B-rank.
And even at early-B-rank, her aura was still very unstable, and seemed to be dropping further.
Her figure swayed, and Tamamo-no-Mae quickly supported her.
When her spiritual power sensed Kamishiro Hime’s physical condition, Tamamo-no-Mae’s brow furrowed, and she said with a hint of complaint,
“You shouldn’t have thrown that flag.”
“Your ability was already exhausted from helping me escape, and you had already overdrawn a lot of your potential.”
“And that flag…”
The character for “Heal” appeared on three of Tamamo-no-Mae’s fox tails, and a green light appeared in her hand, which she used to heal Kamishiro Hime.
In these few years of interaction…
Their relationship was not just that of superior and subordinate, but they had become true friends.
Kamishiro Hime, being in the imperial family, had few peers to communicate with, let alone supernatural users of the same talent and power.
Moreover, she was a young girl.
Her grandfather was old, her father seriously ill, and her mother was one of the B-ranks who had died years ago.
And with the fate of the imperial family’s rise on her shoulders, all these conditions made it impossible for her to make suitable friends.
Until she met Tamamo-no-Mae.
Tamamo-no-Mae was also a high-ranking member of the Ryūko Shrine. The two had a lot in common.
Not only that, but they were both young girls, and their talents were surprisingly similar, both at mid-B-rank.
Under these conditions, the two became close friends.
Tamamo-no-Mae did her best to heal Kamishiro Hime, and even two more fox tails appeared.
Unfortunately, this healing was just a drop in the bucket. Even with Tamamo-no-Mae’s ability, she couldn’t heal Kamishiro Hime’s injuries.
This was not a physical injury.
But a continuous withering and deterioration of her ability.
And even Kamishiro Hime’s talent was continuously declining.
At this moment, Kamishiro Hime’s face was pale and weak, her pink lips white, her body as light and thin as a paper doll, as if she would be blown over by a single gust of wind.
But even so, she still had a smile on her face.
“I don’t regret throwing the flag.”
“If I hadn’t thrown the flag, the soldiers and supernatural users would have already routed. If the supernatural beings had invaded the city, the result would have only been slightly better than the city being destroyed by the Old God.”
“I can’t let this city, which symbolizes our country, be destroyed.”
“Even if it costs me my life.”
“From the results, because the Master of Summer Harvest Mountain came, the price I paid was only the deterioration of my ability. This is already a good deal.”
“But…”
At this, the smile on Kamishiro Hime’s face faded, and she fell silent.
With her ability deteriorating to this extent, the gate to A-rank had likely been permanently closed to her.
At first, she didn’t feel any unwillingness.
Instead, she subconsciously thought that she had likely disappointed her father and grandfather.
The rise of the imperial family had been shattered like a dream bubble, never to exist again.
Tamamo-no-Mae, seeing the silent Kamishiro Hime, as her close friend for several years, she of course understood the reason for her despair.
The rise of the imperial family had always been on Kamishiro Hime’s mind.
And now, it would be extremely lucky if Kamishiro Hime’s ability could be maintained at B-rank. Breaking through to A-rank was absolutely impossible.
Tamamo-no-Mae pursed her lips slightly, wanting to say some words of comfort to the silent and dejected Kamishiro Hime.
Just then, suddenly…
A flash of inspiration struck her. An idea appeared in her mind.
Tamamo-no-Mae changed the words she was about to say and instead said,
“Hime, if there was a way to give you another ability, and that ability’s potential was by no means inferior to All-Encompassing…”
“To give you the chance to step into A-rank again and restore the imperial family, would you accept it?”
Hearing this, a glimmer of light reappeared in Kamishiro Hime’s dejected and dim pure white eyes, and she straightened up.
But rational thought made her say,
“Then, Tamamo-no-Mae, what’s the price?”
How could such a wonderful thing not have a price? Hope had been ignited in her heart, but she was afraid that the price was one she couldn’t accept.
Tamamo-no-Mae, seeing Kamishiro Hime’s appearance, knew that she was clearly tempted.
She narrowed her captivating purple eyes, pursed her pink lips, and said slowly,
“Everything you have.”
“And offer your loyalty to my Lady.”
And by the way, in the future, it wouldn’t be a relationship of superior and subordinate, but she would have to call her…
—Elder Sister!
When she heard Tamamo-no-Mae’s words, Kamishiro Hime’s pure white eyes widened, and a thousand thoughts raced through her mind.
Everything?
Including her imperial status, her body and mind, everything?
But A-rank didn’t just represent the rise of the imperial family, but also the desire of all supernatural users.
Moreover, Kamishiro Hime herself had the talent to break through to A-rank.
Now that she had lost it, it was impossible to say that she wasn’t unwilling.
And compared to the rise of the imperial family, which was what her father and grandfather wanted, her own dream was to see this land no longer plagued by supernatural beings.
To restore order, to carry out her own righteousness and justice.
Undoubtedly, Kamishiro Hime was tempted.
She had already dedicated her teenage years to the imperial family. Now, she wanted to pursue her own path.
Her father and grandfather wouldn’t object, right?
She fell silent.
And with Tamamo-no-Mae, she slowly turned her head and looked into the distance.
Towards…
—At this moment, Natsuba Hanae’s divine form.
…
…
At this moment, the slaughter, it was more like Natsuba Hanae unilaterally beating the Old God.
In the giant bird’s crimson vertical pupils, a look of extreme, cruel violence flashed. Its two claws were like the scythes of death, imbued with Sanctuary Flame by Natsuba Hanae, filled with a surging deathly power.
Not only that, but even at its current size, compared to the Old God, its speed was incredibly fast.
It wasn’t like the attack of a behemoth at all.
The giant bird’s fluid, unrestrained fighting style inflicted one tearing wound after another on the Old God.
And when Kamishiro Naraku wanted to control the tentacles to bind and suppress the crimson giant bird with greater speed…
Under Natsuba Hanae’s control, the giant bird’s wing frames, which were originally where its wings grew, but were now bare and gleamed with a cold light, were not to be trifled with.
The giant bird spun its body at an extremely high speed, forming a tornado-like whirlwind of blades.
In an instant, it cut off all the numerous tentacles that had swarmed towards it.
The so-called forest-like dense tentacles, in the blink of an eye, the top of its head became bald, as barren as a dry desert.
The Old God was now using all its strength, and with Kamishiro Naraku, it was fighting Natsuba Hanae with two consciousnesses.
But with the full-on suppression…
The two consciousnesses were in disarray, and from time to time, the tentacles would even entangle and collide with each other, a ridiculous sight.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
“Damn Master of Summer Harvest Mountain!!!”
Kamishiro Naraku let out an impotent roar. The tentacles on his head regenerated, and his attacks grew more ferocious, but it was useless.
They were easily cut off by Natsuba Hanae’s claws.
Natsuba Hanae’s bored and disdainful voice came from the giant bird’s mouth.
“You disappoint me. Is this all you have?”
The purpose of Natsuba Hanae’s words was not just to provoke Kamishiro Naraku.
But she had already sensed that Kamishiro Naraku, under the influence of the Old God, was far from his calm state.
Under this condescending provocation, he might very well unleash other skills that would damage the Old God, increasing her progress in killing it.
This was her goal.
She had no choice. In the current situation, the Old God’s regeneration ability was always so terrifying.
Natsuba Hanae had experienced it firsthand.
Whether it was the intelligent Old God or the power-type Old God, their regeneration ability was very terrifying. One would unleash its Rule to the fullest, and be killed by her after being greatly depleted.
The other was sealed and slowly digested.
Not to mention the now-advanced Old God with divinity.
And when Kamishiro Naraku heard Natsuba Hanae’s words, the failure of his plan, the long period of being suppressed, and her condescending and disdainful tone…
His mentality completely shattered.
“You dare to look down on me?!!!”
He roared.
But what Natsuba Hanae didn’t expect was that even so, Kamishiro Naraku still retained a trace of calmness in his heart.
He didn’t use an extreme killing move against the giant bird.
But…
“I know you care about that fox! I know she’s in that city! I’ll destroy everything in that city!!!”
“Mieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee——————!!”
The Old God let out a piercing shriek.
In the next moment, from within the Old God’s body, four massive, black eggs suddenly split off and shot towards the outer wall of the high wall!
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