Poverty Alleviation Princess

Before Miyamoto Musashi's voice fell, several figures surrounded him.

"Who are you!?"

The guards outside immediately raised their weapons and shouted loudly.

They watched this guy who appeared suddenly vigilantly, their muscles tensed, and if the other party made any abnormal moves, they would rush forward without hesitation.

"Hey, it's me!"

The leading man came over while saying hello.

Seeing a familiar face, the leading guard breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aren't you supposed to be on the battlefield in the west? Why did you run back?"

"This is..."

"Because he is probably not the person you know."

The cold sword was at the throat of the visitor, and after warning the employer, Miyamoto Musashi moved.

"There is no need to show off such a poor camouflage technique."

The bright and warm smile of the past disappeared on the beautiful swordsman's face, and he stared at the few people stopped by her in a daze.

"who are you?"

The guard didn't mean to obstruct Miyamoto Musashi, although he didn't have much contact with him, but he believed that the other party was not a random person, especially at this time.

"How, how?" The stopped man showed a hurt expression, he looked at the guard, "You would rather trust an outsider than us?"

"...Sorry, at critical moments, we need to be more cautious."

Of course the guard felt uncomfortable seeing his companion's injured expression.But compared to personal emotions, responsibility is obviously more important.

"This is really... surprising."

The man's originally injured expression changed, revealing a ferocious smile.Then a faint gray-black mist enveloped him and the people behind him, and when they reappeared, their appearances had changed to varying degrees.

Apparently, it wasn't someone they knew anymore.

"What is this? Magic?"

The guard tensed up.

"It should be...something called illusion."

After traveling all over the world, the well-informed female swordsman narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't expect you, miss, to know."

The leader was a little surprised, but not annoyed by being exposed.Instead, he took a closer look at the female swordsman in front of him, whose clothes and temperament were completely different from those of the locals.

"A beautiful woman like you should wear gorgeous costumes and walk in the banquet, instead of holding such a cold weapon and getting scars and calluses on her hands."

He looked at Miyamoto Musashi with regret in his eyes.It was obviously supposed to be a hostile scene with swords on the verge, but he didn't pay attention to Pengo Li's guards at all, but only focused on the beautiful woman who revealed her identity.

"If you don't mind, I can... you!?"

The silver lake light flashed, and the bright red blood gushed out from his chest. He looked at the blonde beauty in front of him in disbelief. He didn't know whether he was surprised that she moved her hand just like that, or he was shocked that he didn't react at all.

Since he got this power, he has always been the one who plays with the enemy in the palm of his hand. He firmly believes that with his own power, even the famous Vongole leader Giotto cannot escape from his palm.

I never expected to be seriously injured in such an inconspicuous little job.

"As for me, although I don't hate people who talk too much." Miyamoto Musashi flipped his hand, and all the blood winding on the sword fell to the ground along the tip of the sword. "But in the face of people who don't respect fighting, I can only respond with the actions of street thugs."

"Since you're a rascal, naturally you won't let people finish talking and then fight in an upright manner, right?"

She took two steps forward and stood in front of those people.Although not tall—at least compared to these natives, she was small.However, when she stood here, she was like a majestic mountain.

Although there were many people on the opposite side, they were all forced to take a few steps back by her momentum.

The gorgeous Tianyuan Zhihua stared at them with her head held high.

- Boring little tricks are useless, if you really want to do something, just come and see for yourself.

Because Miyamoto Musashi controlled the situation in time and did not allow those people to sneak in, the temporary hospital in the rear was chaotic for a while, but it calmed down under A Yuan's command.

Gather patients, gather people, and send people who were scattered everywhere outside the medical tent, leaving only designated staff to get the needed supplies.

There was no turmoil, and people I knew were all around, which made the tense nerves of the people present relax a lot.Work can continue.

"Well... what should we do next?"

The middle-aged man who was in charge of the temporary hospital approached A Yuan and asked cautiously.Although he is the person in charge, to be honest, he is better at healing than coordinating work like this.

Originally, the hospital in this era was a place with extremely chaotic management, and he had no experience in facing such things in the past, and now that there was such a sudden attack, he became even more flustered.

...This should be what you are thinking about.

A Yuan glanced at the haggard and anxious middle-aged man.

He was already very tired, but his nerves were still tense, as if he might collapse at any moment.

Forget it.

"It's nothing to do, just continue with the original work. My guards and other original guards are at the door, and the guards who were slightly injured in the camp have already picked up weapons and patrolled the vicinity, so before things happen, We just have to do our job.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the middle-aged man in front of her who lowered his head and looked at her awkwardly.

"For you, I suggest that you take a break." But don't be all right here, you fell down.

"I'm fine!"

He hurriedly patted his face.

"Really, I just look very vicissitudes, but I am actually very energetic."

At a time like this when everyone is working hard, how can he rest?

"That...someone is looking for you in the tent."

Just when he wanted to pat his chest to express his strength, a timid voice came from the side.

"Oh, I'll go right now."

Hearing someone calling him from the tent, the middle-aged man ran over immediately without saying a word.

There are serious injuries there, and there is no negligence.

"Do you have anything else?"

A Yuan looked at the person who spoke, it was a teenage girl, her head was lowered awkwardly, her hands were still rubbing her skirt.

"I, I want to tell you something, can you please follow me over there for a while?"

She raised her face, her big eyes were watery, and there might be tears falling down at any moment.

"No, just say something here."

When do you still want to whisper something, don't.

"..."

Seeing A Yuan's unmoved look, the girl first choked for breath, then she timidly leaned over.

"Then, then..."

"I don't mind listening to other people's troubles."

A Yuan raised her hand, and the little Kunai who had followed her through all kinds of hardships was held in her hand.And the tip has reached the opponent's plump chest.

"But I think it's better for you to make sure what you want to say to me first."

"..."

"After all, I'm timid. What if I go from here to here because I'm afraid that my hands will shake." She gestured along the position from her chest to her lower body, "It's not good if I get stabbed."

The girl put away her cowardly expression and looked at her expressionlessly.

"How did you find out?"

"Why can't I find out?"

A Yuan asked back.

It's strange that she didn't notice such an obvious abnormal behavior.

Although she had served as the official seal of the castle tower most of the time in the past two years, she was also the lord of a country after all, and survived the war as a princess.

She can have no force value, but she can't have no brains.

"Sorry for testing you."

The plump girl raised her hand and took two steps back.

"I'm Giotto's companion, and I'm just trying to confirm some things this time. I'm sorry if it has caused you trouble."

She said she was sorry, but A Yuan didn't see that she was feeling guilty, but she was vaguely...a little sorry.

"When we meet again next time, I will make a formal introduction."

After she finished speaking, she took a few steps back, then turned and disappeared among the busy workers.

"Who is that?"

Miyamoto Musashi, who was done, came over.She had noticed that strange girl just now, but she didn't rush over because she didn't have a murderous look on her body, and her employer seemed to have made an appropriate response.

"A troublemaker."

"Troublemaker?" Miyamoto Musashi repeated.

"It's not important anyway, what's going on at the gate?"

"It's all resolved." Miyamoto Musashi said with a relaxed tone, "Let's just stop them from standing up and asking for trouble."

She said lightly that she was not going to describe more scenes to her lovely and generous employer.It's not that I'm worried that my employer will reject me because of this, it's just that there's no need to scare a cute and capable girl with some rubbish.

As a wandering rogue, Miyamoto Musashi does not reject those methods known as Xia Sanluan.

In order to win, in order to be able to escape from someone stronger than oneself, these are not unacceptable means.

But cruelty and killing are not allowed, nor is it allowed to bully, trample on the weak, or injure the weak by relying on strength.

Such a thing must not be let go.

Miyamoto Musashi made a real move.

So when Giotto heard that the rear was attacked and hurried over, what he saw was a peaceful scene.

The resident of the temporary hospital was operating in an orderly manner at this time, and all the people in the shelter were taken over safely.Although there are small bumps and bumps, they are not serious.

The elderly, children and pregnant women sat by the fire and drank hot soup.

The women do the cooking, cleaning and tidying.

Young and middle-aged men are responsible for patrolling, carrying, fetching water and other physical work.

However, the new God of Wealth, who was supposed to be the key protection object, was sitting in a conspicuous position at this time, giving orders.

And the people who were ordered to stay by her side were the original persons in charge, as well as Father Naker who should have appeared in another shelter.

——For some reason, there is always an illusion that those who came here in a hurry are the guests, and she is the host.

No, now is not the time to worry about that.

"Nuckel, are you alright!?"

Giotto walked up to Nucker quickly and looked him up and down.

He was finally relieved to see that although there was some dust on the opponent's body, he was not injured and his demeanor was fairly stable.

"I'm fine."

The black-haired priest was at a loss for a moment, but followed Giotto's strength and walked aside.

A Yuan withdrew his gaze.

It would be impolite for her to keep staring at someone who wants to whisper something.

She turned her head, just in time to see Arnold who came back with him, who was dusting off his body.

"You are too vengeful."

She shook her head.

Although this matter really cannot be let go, but his action was too fast.

However, Arnold raised his eyebrows when he heard her words, and looked over with his slender phoenix eyes: "No, I never hold grudges."

"You still don't remember..."

Seeing Arnold's expression of course, A Yuan accidentally caught up with his radio waves.

Because if there is a grudge, he will report it on the spot, and it will not be delayed until later when he needs to "remember".So this is also 'hold no grudge'.

……Fine.

You are strong and you have the final say.

A Yuan stopped thinking about it, and asked instead:

"By the way, we just met some... people who seem to be able to disguise themselves through magic. Do you know what kind of magic that is?"

"No, that's not magic."

Giotto, who was walking back, just heard A Yuan's question, so he answered with a serious expression.

"That's the power of 'flame'."