"The old thief Shirahara came out of the izakaya."

"Yes." Ichinose nodded slightly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After finishing speaking, Ichinose grabbed the saber placed by his leg and stood up slowly.

"Let's go, Ebina-kun."

Ichinose's old face, which was hidden under the demon mask and already had many wrinkles due to age, had a somewhat calm smile.

"Let's continue fighting this great 'Millennium War'."

"Hehehe." Ebina stood up holding the sword on his waist and said with a carefree smile, "Let's go!"

The two middle-aged men, whose eyes were brighter than those of the young ones and who were powerful, stood side by side and walked straight to the distant place with firm steps without hesitation.

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Yesterday's state was not very good, and today's chapter is a little shorter... Tomorrow, the author will try to write as long as possible, and try to finish "Fireworks Festival·Zanako Chapter" tomorrow and break into the final chapter of the Fireworks Festival: "Fireworks Festival·Shura"

"Field Chapter" (Bao Jing Feng Shuang.jpg)

Although today is very short, I still ask for monthly votes! Please vote for monthly votes! Please vote for recommendations! (Leopard Head Crying.jpg)

Let me remind you again that this book is written from a low-level perspective, and there are no such messy things as gods, Buddhas and ghosts. You can feel free to guess what kind of war has lasted for more than a thousand years.
Chapter completed!