Volume 11 - Yamata no Orochi: Chapter 13 – The War That Captured The Whole World’s Attention

Volume 11 - Yamata no Orochi: Chapter 13 – The War That Captured The Whole World’s Attention

In the expansive wilderness, a fair distance from the tumult of battle, were clusters of furtive figures—ninjas, lesser demons, and Shikigami. They were not minions of Minamoto no Yoritomo, nor did they have any ties to Cherry Blossom Valley. These strangers, unacquainted with each other, kept their distance, at times even hindering their counterparts, for their purpose was not to partake in the conflict or to plunder; they simply lacked the strength for such endeavors. Representing various factions, they had all come to clandestinely survey the unfolding war.

Word had spread that Minamoto no Yoritomo was on the march to invade Cherry Blossom Valley, prompting various organizations to dispatch their scouts, albeit cautiously, to avoid drawing near to the fray.

In Tsutsujigasaki Castle, the stronghold of the Takeda Clan situated nearest to Cherry Blossom Valley, Takeda Masatsune, the clan’s youthful and ambitious patriarch, harbored little desire to kowtow to Minamoto no Yoritomo, unlike his predecessors and siblings. Despite his reluctance, he had submitted to Genji’s superior might. Now, with the heavenly path altered and his clan teetering on the brink of annihilation, the Takeda Clan, along with many of its vassals, held Minamoto no Yoritomo’s vision of a new world in contempt.

“My Lord, our tamed Shikigami rabbit near the battlefield has relayed new intelligence. Minamoto no Yoritomo’s forces are approaching the maze formation. The battle has likely commenced,” reported Itagaki Nobuyoshi, garbed in armor adorned with tiger pelts, to his lord.

“This battle, spearheaded by Lord Kamakura himself, is of grave importance. It may very well determine the fate of the world,” Takeda mused. “Should Kagami Lily and her Cherry Blossom Valley fall, we will have no choice but to succumb to Minato no Yoritomo’s vision for the new world.”

Itagaki Nobuyoshi, once revered as one of the Six Swords of the Eastern Land, sighed heavily. The recent decree by Minamoto no Yoritomo, allowing the widespread distribution of spirit power training manuals, had seen secret techniques from the Kanto Region and the Genji Clan itself flow into his hands. Despite his formidable talent, after a year of diligent training, he had only reached the Permanence Stage, rendering him no more useful than a common soldier in black armor in the ongoing conflict.

He admired the rising stars, individuals like Kagami Lily and Uesugi Rei, who had once stood as equals and even friends. But the tides had shifted.

Secretly, Itagaki Nobuyoshi harbored affections for Uesugi Rei. Yet, as a natural-born warrior aware of his destiny, he had long since relinquished such aspirations. Six months prior, he had taken a noblewoman from the Takeda Clan to wife, founding his own family. Now, his sole ambition was to safeguard his loved ones—his wife and their forthcoming child.

The notion of his offspring being born into a world where everyone consumed demonic essence and became something less than human filled him with dread. Expplôre uptodate stories at no/vel//bin(.)com

“Kagami Lily, although I can now only look on from afar, hearing of your legendary exploits, I can’t help but wonder about the true extent of your strength. Is it possible for you to withstand the might of the entire Heian Dynasty? It seems beyond belief, yet I find myself hoping against hope that you can prevail.”

In the Mikawa Province, within the walls of the Tokugawa residence:

“My Lord, the first batch of Minamoto no Yoritomo’s medicine from the capital has arrived. The quantities are limited. Should we distribute it to the soldiers first?” Sakai inquired, addressing a Tokugawa he hadn’t seen for a year, who now appeared more robust.

Tokugawa, having attained the pinnacle of the Permanence Stage, had come to terms with the vast gulf in strength between himself and Lily. No longer did he find any merit in comparison.

“Don’t distribute it yet,” Tokugawa directed with a grave expression. “Our scouts in Kai Province are numerous. If any are lost, replace them immediately. We must wait for the outcome of this battle.”

A menacing squad of black-armored soldiers barged into the formation, charging without care for direction. Their leader, wielding a sword adorned with inverted barbs—a rare and ancient weapon—led the reckless advance.

The fog around them erupted in red light as Silent Flames, much hotter than ordinary fire, lanced through the air, melting rock as easily as candy in their path.

Amidst the ensuing inferno and chaos, Ayaka, dressed in white, emerged between the trees. She deftly walked in the air, evading a volley of demonic flaming arrows that blasted the trees to splinters behind her. These arrows were not just powerful but deadly.

From Ayaka’s hands flew several talismans that transformed into oceans of flames upon touching the group of soldiers, exacerbating the havoc.

A powerful Eldritch Energy pierced the fog, unveiling a double-soul Big Dipper demon ninja with a robust physique charging at Ayaka, shouting, “Human Onmyoji!” Although he vaguely sensed Ayaka’s strength, he assumed an upper hand due to her Onmyoji status and the fact that she was occupied with soldiers.

“I am Maro Itoe, of the earth spider tribe. Die, human female!” he bellowed, hoping to intimidate her as he aimed his earth-attribute imbued weapon at her slender neck.

Unexpectedly for him, Ayaka was exceptionally agile. With a flick of her wrist, she sent royal coins spinning through the air, clashing against his weapon with a resonant clang. The force of her throw deflected his attack, leaving him startled at her unexpected combat skills.

Even with Kamakura’s prior warnings not to underestimate their foes, seeing Ayaka in miko attire wielding mere coins had led Maro to misjudge her.

Seizing the moment his weapon was repelled, Ayaka summoned the Celestial Spirit Blade to her hand, thrusting forward with energy of celestial origin. The blade, believed to be forged by divine hands at Tamamo-no-Mae’s behest, tore through the demon ninja’s shoulder, a mere breath from his Spirit Sea, eliciting a pained cry as he swiftly retreated.

“Why is this woman so strong?” The demon ninja didn’t resume the fight after sustaining an injury. Instead, he quickly fell back towards a formation of black-armored soldiers.

Ayaka, in pursuit, unleashed talismans that burrowed into the earth and morphed into three bolts of lightning, snaking through the terrain to strike the trees behind him. Like sentient beings, the trees’ branches, etched with runes, reached out and entwined the ninja with their countless tendrils.

Caught off guard and ensnared before he could react, he struggled to free himself, hacking at the branches with his weapon. But Ayaka had already closed in on him.

“Oh no!” He had initially planned to fend off her attacks with his weapon. However, his arm was swiftly bound by several vines, their resilience enhanced by Ayaka’s potent spells. They didn’t fully immobilize him, but they did arrest his movements long enough for Ayaka to strike.

That brief delay prevented him from defending against the Celestial Spirit Blade’s ruthless advance. The blade, grim and cold, burst forth from his back, cleaving through his Spirit Sea and Stellar Soul. He perished instantly, another victim to Ayaka’s relentless pursuit.