Chapter 207

Fukushima’s Anguish [Part 1]

Fukushima’s POV

A friend who once trained together with me passed away.

My friend, who suddenly obtained extraordinary powers one day, also passed away.

My master, and my disciples, too, passed away.

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So what if I am a warrior of the First Spear[1]?

I couldn’t do anything.

That scene of despair was presenting itself before my eyes yet again.

All of Over‘s stems had turned supple and began to bend. It was only a matter of time before the seeds started to fly at full power from the recoil.

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“Fukushima-sama, according to the magic stone slate, Imperial Prince Tasuku will arrive tomorrow.“

Ishida, who single-handedly took charge of the Shogunate office, came to report.

Looking back at the country’s history, Imperial Japan had never advanced this tremendously in such a short time.

Despite that, Imperial Japan still couldn’t do anything about Over‘s propagation and was now heading towards ruin.

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But, the Kingdom had no magic stones or magicians. Even if there was a genius in the country, there was nothing that could be turned into a weapon.

I didn’t want to give any more false hope to our Imperial Japanese citizens.

We have come up with elaborate plans repeatedly, given them hope many times over, and let them down over and over again.

Everyone was already tired.

Everyone had already given up.

Everyone had finally accepted their fate to perish.

Our only wish was to spend the time we had left peacefully.

We didn’t have any more fortitude to hope and be disappointed again.

Our hearts had grown too weary.

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