It is a completely white space in the form of a long corridor. The corridor is so long that there seems to be no end in sight, violating the laws of physics. On both sides of the corridor are countless doors of various styles. Stone, marble, iron fence, wood, you name it. In this weird space, any normal person would definitely go crazy after staying here for a period of time because of its unreasonable infinity. But in this unreasonable endless corridor, at the beginning or end of the corridor, there is an ordinary desk. Various official documents, newspapers and official documents, a coffee mug, an ashtray, and other slew of common daily necessities lay over the desk. In front of the table, there is a sign that says "Lunch break, please wait a moment." These clutter seem chaotic, but a certain pattern still exists among them.
The owner of this desk is also a seemingly ordinary man. He has neatly parted hair, black-rimmed glasses, and an expensive cigarette in his mouth. He was wearing a striped pattern, meticulous shirt, paired with a beige woolen vest. The only abnormality is that he has purple pupils.
No matter how you look at it, he is a seemingly normal ordinary elite civil servant. However, when something normal suddenly appears in the midst of abnormality, then this normal thing will become an oddity.
Just as the purple-eyed man was reading the newspaper in his hand with relish, the old rotary phone on his desk rang. Without raising his head, the purple-eyed man reached out with a familiar hand to pick up the phone and put it to his ear.
"Hello? This is Murasaki. "
The man replied with a calm and emotionless voice. The words coming from the other end of the phone made the pupils of this unsettling man dilate slightly.
"I see...I understand. Hmm...has the time come? Okay...I understand...I'll send the three of them there. Yes, that is correct... Then our transaction is complete. Okay. Goodbye then..."
In the pure white space, there was only the sound of the man answering the phone. When the man hung up the phone, he took a rare deep breath of cigarette and then exhaled it slowly. The smoke he exhaled dissipated in the space strangely.
Putting out the spent cigarette on the ashtray, the man took out a clipboard full of names and scanned it. After finding the three names he wanted, he put the form down and clapped his white-gloved hands three times.
As his clapping ended, the figures of three men suddenly appeared in the endless corridor.
The three men are all dressed as Japanese samurai, and their faces also look Japanese. But the styles of the three people are quite different.
The first man is a young man with short, sharp hair and a wild and handsome appearance. Wearing red and thin Japanese-style armor, a pattern with a cross in a circle is embroidered on the back, and tied to the white skirt belt is an empty tachi scabbard, a tanto and a modified short-barreled teppo rifle. A thick bandage could be vaguely seen under his collar, covering his previous serious injury. There was an unruly look in this man's eyes, filled with violent anger and murderous intent.
The second man was an older, middle-aged man. The unruly long hair, loose kimono, messy short beard and the black eyepatch covering his right eye make him look like a bandit leader, but the papaya flower pattern on the haori tied around his waist is hinting at his true identity.
The third man is... no, it would be more appropriate to describe him as a boy. He has an almost feminine face and long black hair tied into a ponytail. The cuffs of his blue kimono are tied up to facilitate movement. If he were back in his home world, he would have been the dream lover of many aristocratic girls.
At this moment, the eyes of the three people were focused on the man with purple eyes. Most of their faces were bewildered by the sudden unexpected experience, but the red warrior was the first to react. He strode towards the purple-eyed man, grabbing him by the collar, and yelling angrily in a thick Satsuma accent:
"Hey! It's you, right?! It's you who brought us to this strange place again! You purple-eyed bastard!"
Facing the ferocious warrior in front of him, the purple-eyed man didn't panic at all. He just replied calmly:
"Yes, it is I who brought you here."
"You fucking pretentious prick! What on earth are you planning?!"
The calm attitude of the purple-eyed man only made the red warrior even more angry.
"Calm down, Toyohisa! We don't know what's going on yet. Let's let go of this strange guy and figure out the situation first!"
At this time, the man with the eyepatch advised his partner. Although his voice seemed calm, there was a hint of uneasiness in it.
"Don't tell me to calm down Nobunaga! It's all purple-eyed freak's fault! He threw us from our original world to that strange world! And then when we work our asses off to finally have our own city and army, you drag us to this hellish place again! How the hell do you expect me to calm down!"
Toyohisa roared.
"I know! I know! I'm pissed off too! But think about it carefully! If he has the ability to get us here, who knows what else he can do! It is not a wise move to attack an enemy whose strength is unknown. Even a dull witted brat like you should know well enough!"
Nobunaga continued to persuade, with strong vigilance and solemnity in his eyebrows, watching every move of the purple-eyed man.
Toyohisa paused for a moment in response to his friend's persuasion, but his hand still tightly grasped the purple-eyed man's collar.
"Lord Toyohisa, just listen to Lord Nobunaga first. It would be a good idea to wait until we understand the situation before using force."
At this time, the ponytail boy also persuaded him. His eyes also flashed with wariness, but in addition, there was a murderous intention that was different from Toyohisa's rage, an intent that was more obscure and cold.
"Yoichi..."
After hearing the young man's words, Toyohisa glared at the man in his hand fiercely. After some further thought, he snorted coldly and shook the purple-eyed man away.
Then he retreated between the three of them, waiting impatiently for the purple-eyed man's explanation.
"It seems that the three of you have reached an agreement. Well, without further ado, let me explain the current situation first."
The purple-eyed man spoke unhurriedly, his hands smoothing the collar that was messed up by Toyohisa.
"Just hurry up and spill the beans!"
"I'm all ears, mister."
Toyohisa and Yoichi each urged using their accustomed speaking methods.
"First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Murasaki, the master of this space, and the person who brought you from your original world to the world you have just experienced. "
Murasaki spoke coldly and in a calm tone.
"As for the reason for bringing you to this space again... it's because of a commission from a friend."
Having said this, Murasaki paused and his expression wrinkled slightly, as if he remembered something unpleasant.
"A commission from a friend? What is your friend's commission?"
Nobunaga asked cautiously despite the ominous premonition in his heart.
"Well... here's the thing. This friend of mine is in another world. Of course, that world is not the same one you just experienced."
"There are more of these worlds!"
Nobunaga murmured in surprise. The other two also had the same surprised expression. It was incredible to travel to another world, but the man in front of them told them that there were other worlds! This weighty information made it difficult for them to accept it, so that they were speechless for a while.
Murasaki ignored their reactions and continued:
"Currently, my friend is assisting a king. What I am about to say next is the key point. My friend hopes that I can send you to this world to assist this king with him."
"Huh?! x3"
Another heavyweight news, which made the three of them unable to close their mouths in shock.
Nobunaga was the first to scream:
"NOOOOO—! My Teppo unit! The Teppo unit I worked so hard to get! It's gone! It's all gone!"
At this time, Toyohisa also angrily clenched the tanto at his waist and said through gritted teeth:
"I should have stabbed him to death just now!"
Although Yoichi did not speak, his clenched fists also expressed his dissatisfaction.
The reaction of the three drifters is actually reasonable. After all, they had gone through many hardships and finally established a large-scale base and made friends they could trust. Yet all of that is ripped away by the whim of a mysterious being. And now he tells them they have to work under someone they don't know?
However, Murasaki still ignored their noisy complaints. He just rummaged around on his desk and took out a map. Then he pointed to a small country on the map that was sandwiched between a large country and a country of the same size as it. Its name was: The Erdtree Kingdom.
Then he continued to say coldly:
"My friend and his monarch are currently located here. Although they have only arrived here from another world for less than a year, they have already established a fairly good territory and have talented men under their command. However, they are still lacking talents. Moreover, although magic exists in this world as well as your previous world, there are more people who can use magic. It can even be said that as long as you have a certain amount of talent and resources, you can learn it. This difficult situation is why you were chosen."
"Huh… They only took less than a year to achieve such results, not bad if I say so myself!"
Nobunaga spoke in praise with slight surprise. Looking at the land in front of him that was roughly equal to the size of two vassal states in his era of Japan, he had a good impression with the king he had never met before. In his opinion, whoever they are, they certainly have the talent to make it big in his era.
"Wait a minute! You said that this king is also from another world!"
At this time, Yoichi caught the mind-bending message revealed in Murasaki's words and was so surprised that he asked.
"Yes. The other party is also from another world."
Everyone was surprised again at Murasaki's answer.
"Just how many different worlds are there?"
Yoichi said in disbelief with a small murmur.
"Oh no! I feel like my head is about to burst!"
Toyohisa was not a person who was good at thinking outside of battle, and thus so much information gave him a splitting headache.
"Then let me ask some more questions? What is this king and his world like?"
Nobunaga, the wisest of the three, continues to pursue more information. Murasaki touched his chin and said softly:
"Well... it's a bit difficult to explain in words. If I explain them one by one, I'm afraid it will waste all of our precious time... But for the sake of bothering you many times, I will put it as concisely as possible. My friend's monarch originally ruled over a highly theocratic country. The king drives the authority and power of a God, where it can be said from a completely objective perspective that "the king is a god." Unfortunately, that country was in ruins due to constant war and the malicious interference of more powerful gods, forcing the monarch to leave that world with her people. …Hmm... If I have to give my evaluation on her character, she is a woman who, although unlucky at the beginning, is very talented and has potential. "
The wanderer digested this huge information and lowered his head in silence. But Fengjiu's expression became very ugly.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you kidding!? You said the person you want us to assist is a woman! Women as kings! Are you kidding me? You Purple-eyed bastard! Women can only stay at home to guard the castle and serve men. There is no way a woman can be a king!"
Toyohisa shouted. Although there seemed to be some problems with his speech, it was not incomprehensible. For most of human history, women have always had a lower status than men. This problem has not been somewhat solved until modern times. Thus, this prejudice was true in the war-torn Warring States period as well. Women at that time were just commodities to be plundered. Even the daughters of the public and military families are nothing more than political tools used for marriage. Toyohisa, who lived in the Warring States Period, naturally retained the backward concept of men being superior to women. This can only be said to be the limitations of his times that caused him to say such things.
"Your personal views on women are not in my consideration. I am just conveying and executing my friend's commission."
Murasaki pushed up his glasses and still said emotionlessly. To be honest, he didn't care at all whether the client's target was male or female.
"Come on~ Toyohisa, it's not as bad as you think! A capable female ruler is not impossible. For example, my little sister Aichi is a very talented woman! Yes…ah! That's right! I also remember when I was fighting Takeda with Ieyasu, he used to have a female castle lord named Ii Naotora under him, I heard that she seemed to be quite the capable ruler as well."
Nobunaga is not so averse to the idea of women being kings. One is because he has met many outstanding women in his life, but also because he appreciates her ability to acquire two territories within one year.
"I agree with Lord Nobunaga. I don't care much about that person's gender. As long as their character as a monarch is passable in my books, I will be satisfied."
Yoichii echoed. For the person he is loyal to, he only hopes that the other person is a ruler with good character and kindness.
"UGHHHH... Damn it! That shouldn't work, it won't work! This goes against the ethics of the world! Unless you find someone else for me, I won't do it!"
Toyohisa watched his two trusted partners agree, but he still had bad taste in his mouth. It's not that he despises women, it's just that his upbringing made him unable to accept it.
"Mr. Toyohisa, I declare to you once again. I am only conveying and executing my friend's commission. Your personal senses are not in my consideration. I have always kept my promises with my friends, even of its "system"... Therefore, if Mr. Toyohisa does not cooperate..."
As he said that, although Murasaki seemed unchanged, the three samurai present felt an invisible pressure. This sense of pressure was something they had never experienced in their lives, and it's terror was so terrifying that even the toughest man, Toyohisa, could not breathe. It's fear. It is the powerlessness of mortals facing indescribable horror. It is the fear buried deep in human genes towards existences of higher dimensions than ourselves. It is man's fear of God. Even though the three of them were experienced military generals, they still felt uncontrollable fear.
But Toyohisa is worthy of being a samurai among samurai. Facing the pressure of a being of a higher plain, Toyohisa still mustered up the courage to yell:
"W-what do you want to do?! Do you want to fight? I'm not afraid of you! If you want to fight, then come and get it!"
As he spoke, Toyohisa clenched the tanto at his waist with his right hand. His usual tachi had been damaged in the battle of the capital city of Otus.
"Fight? Mr. Toyohisa, since I have the ability to transport different people from different worlds, you should also know that I have the ability to make you disappear."
Murasaki didn't care at all about Toyohisa's yelling, just like a lion is not afraid of the provocation of ants. But as he spoke, the terrifying aura on his body became even more terrifying.
"Ah~! I'm so sorry, Mr. Murasaki! Toyohisa's brain is not particularly good to begin with, so its best not to argue with him and overlook his rudeness! "
Just at this tense moment, Nobunaga suddenly jumped out between the two of them, trying to break up the hostility between the two with a forced smile on his face. He knew very well that Toyohisa was not afraid of death. He had no doubt that Toyohisa would probably fight the very gods with nothing but a tanto without hesitation. The education of the Shimazu clan and his own character guarantees it. But even if Toyohisa is not afraid of death, he is! It was not easy for Nobunaga to escape from the Honnoji Rebellion. Although he was already fifty years old, he still wanted to live for a few more decades!
"Hey! Toyohisa, calm down! Have you forgotten what I just said? And you felt it just now, right? That pressure! If we fight him, we will definitely be killed! Absolutely!"
Nobunaga pulled Toyohisa aside with a solemn expression and whispered in his ear.
"A samurai must never cower when faced with death!"
Toyohisa still wanted to show off his strength, but was interrupted by Nobunaga.
"Yes, yes! I know! But if you don't know why you're going to die, don't drag us with you! Look over there, see how scared Yuichi is?"
Nobunaga pointed at Yoichi eagerly. The young archer was also pale at this moment. Toyohisa looked at his friends and felt conflicted in his mind. It is true that he does not want to succumb to the orders of the terrible being in front of him, but he also does not want his friends who have been through hell and high water to die with him pointlessly. At this time, Nobunaga continued to hit the iron while its hot:
"Toyohisa, I know you are not afraid of death. But if you want to die as a samurai, you must die gloriously on the battlefield! Instead of being crushed to death like ants by a god who won't even look at us straight! Besides, if you think about it on the bright side, we won't start with nothing this time. You also heard what that guy said, they are in the process of hiring people, and they also have a sizable territory. By then if we work hard, maybe we will be even better off in this new world. Toyohisa, just think that this other world has a different history from our world, so the customs will be different. Maybe it's normal for women to be kings there. Don't die over such a trivial matter!"
Listening to Nobunaga's pertinent advice, Toyohisa silently debated with himself for a while. Finally, he pretended to be strong and snorted coldly, crossed his arms and said:
"Hmph! Forget it, I'll listen to you! Nobunaga! But if that woman is weakling and useless, don't blame me for rebelling against her."
"Huh~ OK, OK, whatever you want. Jeez, you brat always have this old man worry over you."
When Nobunaga heard that Toyohisa was finally willing to compromise, he let out a long sigh of relief and finally let go of the heavy stone hanging in his heart.
"Have you three finished discussing it?"
At this time, Murasaki's cold and emotionless voice sounded again.
"Yes, yes, that's all. Just tell us what to do and we'll be ready to go."
Nobunaga rubbed his hands like a flatterer, with an ass-kissing smile on his face.
"That's good to hear, it's almost time to set off. Over there are your personal belongings, please don't forget to bring them."
Murasaki said while looking at his watch, and then pointed to a corner not far from the corridor.
The three of them looked there and saw their important belongings piled in a pile on the ground. After getting over being frightened by Murasaki, the three of them walked towards the pile of items and started packing their bags. Nobunaga and Yoichi found their own weapons, a matchlock gun and a Japanese bow, as well as ammunition matching each weapon.
Returning to Murasaki's desk, he took one last look at the three of them, and finally said:
"Well, thank you for your hard work for the past few months. I wish you three good luck and farewell."
Before the trio could speak, their figures were sucked into one of the wooden doors in the corridor. As their vision fell into darkness, their figures disappeared in the white corridor.
Looking back at the empty corridor again, Murasaki sighed, lit a new cigarette, and took a deep drag.
"Haaa~ oh "System" unpleasant as always... Forget it, let's see if I can find the parallel world equivalent of those three. "
Inside Stormveil castle…
When the drifters opened their eyes again, there was another desk in front of them. But this time they were no longer in a weird endless corridor. On the contrary, they were in a room full of life and bright firelight. The low-key and luxurious decoration of the room told them that the owner of the room was either rich or noble.
At this time, a bunch of memories suddenly poured into their minds, telling them everything about the world, the language, the situation, and where they were.
But when their eyes focused, they were completely attracted to the two people behind the desk.
The young man in front of them was a handsome and somewhat feminine looking man, similar to Yoichi. He has long platinum hair tied into a low ponytail. His figure is thin, but they could still tell he was someone who can fight. The young man's emerald eyes were full of curiosity and friendliness. In addition, the handsome man was wearing silver iron armor, which made Nobunaga think it was somewhat similar to the Nanman armor he had worn. But the most eye-catching thing is his prosthetic right arm made of some kind of silver metal parts. It made the three of them curious not only of the brutal battles, but also of the kind of willpower that allows a general who has lost his right arm to continue to tenaciously survive.
But all this was overshadowed by that woman. The noble temperament makes people mistakenly think that the other party is a god in the sky rather than a mortal. Her warm, sun-like aura, makes it impossible to dislike her at first glance, but rather be drawn to her. But at the same time, the aura also revealed supreme majesty, making people dare not offend her. Compared with Murasaki's alien and frightening sense of oppression, although the woman in front of her also has the sense of oppression of a powerful being, she does not inspire fear like Murasaki, but rather respect.
Needless to say, her appearance is absolutely beautiful. Although the long golden hair was combed into a bun, it still looked like it was really golden satin, and at the same time, it carried the heroic aura of a military commander. As samurai, the noble women they had seen in various famous houses were nothing before her peerless appearance. Her costume is also very bold in the eyes of the samurai. The valuable gold crown, the majestic white cloak, and the strong and graceful streamlined silver-white armor covering her hands and feet speak of her martial prowess. The dark blue dress that highlights her beautiful curves has a large opening on her chest, allowing people to get a glimpse of her breasts that are much larger than those of ordinary women. Noble, mighty and able to arouse people's desires, these are the inner thoughts of the three people.
'That size! There is actually a woman with bigger breasts than Olminu in this world! '
Nobunaga's inner pervy thoughts commented.
Just when the three of them were stunned silly, the gorgeous woman spoke.
"Welcome everyone, are you the samurai-lords sent by Murasaki?"
