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Kaito gave a nod in agreement, "Indeed so, we have to leave early after all, this is the only time to rest we shall get. In the morning I believe I will also get my armor, since I believe the blade is not quite the same without the armor to match. But that is for when I wake, the sleep must go first." With that, he went to join his family on the bedroll, and get some quite needed sleep.
The Spearman was, unfortunately for himself, not too smart. He was just a bandit, not an experienced soldier. He was clearly used to a foe being more panicked, so Kondoru's feint and following strike caught him off guard, and then the blade easily broke through his ineffective armor. And so he fell dead, but Kondoru was not done just yet. His soldiers acted according to their own situation. One soldier, facing the bandit with a sword, easily pierced his heart by using his spear's superior range to strike the first blow. As for the archer, another soldier of Kondoru's responded by taking out one of his javelins, throwing it at the archer before he could draw his bow. The thrown weapon struck him in the chest, sending him to the ground. The bandits were worried, but two more of them decided to fight. They grabbed their spears and they charged at Kondoru together.
She gave her husband an embrace as he laid on the bedroll. Though Michiko did not sleep much that night, and infact she was awake when Kaito woke. She was already wearing outer wear. A Black outer robe that ended at her knees, which was loose. She wore a red robe under this, which was tucked into a black skirt. Between her skirt and inner robe was a white belt. And she was kneeling over Sumire.
Kondoru’s blow was clean. And it went all the way through. His blade and the way he wielded it would yield two possibilities. Either he cleaved the man in half, or his sword went clean across the chest and left a significant cut. After his blade finished the blow, he returned it to a resting position. He watched the two men charge him, and he charged back. Raising his sword to a upright position with a slight forward angle. The moment he was in range of the first man, he performed two downward slashes. One came too soon, as it was meant to intimidate and his blade stopped before hitting the ground. He stepped forward and performed another downward slash, this time he hoped the attacker would either, sweep his spear away to prevent it from being broken in Kondoru’s downward attacks. Or the man himself would charge right into a downward slash and have his spear broken in the process, or pushed into the ground. For the second man, after his second slash, he delivered an upward diagonal slash. Aimed for the hip, and if it connected it would catch the spear, push it into the air, and leave the second attacker open.
Kaito was surprised to already see her up, as he was expecting to wake first. But he slowly got up, to get his own proper clothing on. As he did that however, he spoke back to Michiko, as he was a bit concerned with her, "You are up early, and you do not seem to be in the best condition. What is troubling you right now?"
The first man fell straight into the trap of the technique attempting to charge and so losing his spear, falling to the ground in surprise. His companion did little better, losing his spear as fell and stumbling backwards in surprise. Both of them were disarmed now, and bewildered. They however did not get much chance however to consider their next actions. For Kondoru would hear the pounding of hooves behind him, with Taltoro charging his armored steed forward. The bandit still standing was impaled on the tip of the Skylax Lord's steel lance, which was soon pulled back, only to strike straight downwards at the neck of the bandit on the ground. With his shield-hand, he pounded his armored chestplate twice, the clanging sound being quite loud, with him yelling out soon after, "Any further challengers!? My blade has yet to taste blood, and I would hate to draw it without letting it get a taste!" He then looked back to Kondoru and spoke more softly, "Apologies for the stolen kills, nephew, but it was hard to stay back for so long!"
Regardless, it did seem the fight was over, as the bandits were quite cowed by the display. The soldiers had proven themselves capable, and the bandits knew the danger of trying to fight a fully armored knight. But of course Kondoru was what intimidated them most here, as they did not recognize his blade, form, or name. A true unknown, and that scared them. With him having proven that he was dangerous as well, that fear finally hit its peak. The remaining bandits threw their weapons down, stepping back. They were surrendering, and Kondoru's soldiers moved forward to seize the dropped weapons, ensure the bandits could not pick them up again. Taltoro seemed a bit disappointed, but gave a nod to Kondoru, "And that is that. A good first skirmish. Your blade is quite a fascinating one, nephew, it was enjoyable to see it in action. For now however, we should secure what we came here for. Oh, and decide what to do with these dregs."
Michiko looked to Kaito, “Oh, husband. You are awake. Forgive me,” she bowed her head “I did not mean to startle you or upset you. I just wanted to prepare myself early. I did not sleep much last night. And I admit I am suddenly feeling troubled about our daughter’s safety.”
Kondoru jumped out of the way of his uncle’s horse. He was shocked at first, instinctively readying his blade to use it for its true purpose of slaying mounts, but once he realised it was only his uncle, he moved out of the way. Having secured the bandits, Kondoru sheathed his blade and held it almost like a staff. Bowing to his uncle. “You bring me great honour, uncle. Gracing this minor battle with your presence. You appreciate my blade? It makes me deeply happy to hear that! You may have noticed I carry three blades on me, uncle.” And it was true! Kondoru had an Odachi which he carried in his hand, and a katana, and wakizash in his belt. “I would be honoured and truly delighted to teach you the ways of combat that my father and my mentor, Nishiouji of the Sainted Swords, taught me.” Kondoru would order his men to secure the horseshoes, before looking to his uncle. “I promised if they surrendered they would live. I believe I should offer this still. The ones who fought have been punished. The ones who did not have learned many truths today.”
Kaito sighed, but gave a nod in understanding. He continued to get dressed as he responded, "I wish I could say that there is no reason to worry, but that would be a lie. I am quite worried myself, and with everything that is happening as of late I am sure that our safety is far from assured. But that is why it is best to be proactive, so we do not get caught off guard again. That is the best way to assure the safety of ourselves and Sumire."
Taltoro looked over his equipment, clearly finding the layout odd but interesting, "Three blades? I can understand the point of a backup, never good to rely on merely one weapon for a task. However three is quite a bit, and they seem to have different purposes too. However could you not drop one blade to make room for a shield? Would be more useful when fighting in a true battle, arrows flying! All the same, this foreign style would be good to know. Elements of it may yet translate to proper Eversteenian techniques. And I can point out any weaknesses I see." He then looked back to the captured bandits, who the soldiers were keeping an eye on as they searched for the horseshoes. Taltoro sighed and gave a nod, "I suppose you did, and it would be pointless to besmirch your good word in this instance. We'll seize their weapons and confiscate their stolen goods, but then we can send them back. They are likely to simply become brigands again, as I doubt they have the capacity to return to their lives as peasants, but maybe they'll learn now that their lives are quite at risk in this line of work."
Michiko sighed, she was expressing immense levels of protection. Holding Sumire herself, tightly grasping and just her stance. Michiko seemed as if she was prepared to be attacked from all sides at once. In preparation to start running as fast as she could with their chick. But alas, she was only waiting for Kaito to finish readying himself.
Kondoru spoke after some consideration, “I have never found use for a shields, as a nobleman such as myself usually rides mounted. The peasants fill the role of foot based combatants, and even then, they would not carry shields, only spears and bows themselves. Where I come from, shields are semi permanent siege weapons. The peasants go out, erect the shields, and we samurai use the shields for tactical cover from arrows until we see an opportunity to charge on our steeds. And I rely on my speed with my different blades to defeat my enemies before they can have the chance to draw their bows. Or have my servants dispatch archers and defend me with arrows themselves. But I’m happy to discuss my blades!” He removed his Wakizashi from his belt. “This is my shortest blade, a traditional Wakizashi. Used for self defense and quick drawing against opponents. It is mostly good for parrying and fast defense engagements. The next blade is my Katana. Comparable to your shortswords. It is a more traditional blade in its function. Used primarily for cutting down armoured foes and anyone else who challenges me to a duel with a sword. Finally, my Odachi. This blade is primarily a mounted tool. Best used for when I ride my horse! It allows me greater reach while mounted! But it also works as an anti-mounted weapon. For if I am on foot, and my opponent is riding a beast, I would use this to slay their beast. Hence the large nature of the blade. But it can serve another purpose if the proper techniques are applied. My odachi, as you saw, is a perfect weapon for fighting enemies who have armed with lances or spears. The additional reach provided allows me to combat them, and with my training, I learned how to fight such enemies. You saw how I would aim to disarm them, and deliver killing blows, yes? Clean and efficient, powerful strokes that seek to end the fight in as few movements as possible. With strength in every step, I keep myself ground. With breath in my chest I maintain posture and stance. Hands delicately manipulating the blade I fight with honour.” He put his hands together and bowed, letting out a deep breath. “I thank you, uncle. For helping me honour my word. We can only pray for their safety and sense to return to them. May the gods grant them wisdom.” Kondoru returned to his horse, mounted with his uncle.
Kaito did not blame her at all, and he finished up getting ready. Showing that he was being rather protective himself, he did not just get into his robes, but also got into his armor. He felt it wrong to carry around his sacred blade without wearing his full getup, but of course he had the other reason of wanting to be able to fend off any attackers should they appear. Regardless, now fully equipped, he nodded to Michiko, "Time for us to get going. I'll take the lead." With that, he started to get moving towards the docks, to the designated meeting place.
Taltoro listened closely, considering his words with his own knowledge of Eversteenian warfare, "A lack of a shield is quite dangerous here in Eversteen, thanks to the existence of the Longbow and Crossbow. Both are deadly instruments, and can harm even a heavily armored knight. A shield is quite likely to save your life. And it is hard to outspeed a crossbow that is already prepared. You may need to adapt to that in due time, but fortunately here you will still have plenty of supporting archers." He seemed more impressed however by the blades, looking them over, "I see, the style makes some more sense to me, although there are still issues. The Katana, as you called it, may be suitable to armored enemies in your land... But it is very clear to me that your land does not do armor like we do here in Eversteen!" For emphasis he clanged his own full plate, "I don't doubt you can cut down peasants and the soft mainlanders, but you'll need to be ready to last in longer battles against Eversteenian armor. I'll have to teach you the way of the Longsword, which is a more suitable blade. However... I will admit your Odachi there interests me. Quite like a Greatsword, but different. Certainly more clean, and those techniques for handling spears and lances will serve you quite well. Keep that blade, Kondoru. One day you'll have to present it to a master smith, so he can copy the style and create for you such a blade of masterful quality."
Meanwhile, one of Kondoru's soldiers came up to him, "My lord, we found the horseshoes. However, there is a good deal of other loot here. Stolen weapons, gold coins, wine barrels... It's quite the haul. What should we do it with it? There is a wagon here we could load it up on, although we'd need to use the horse of you and Lord Taltoro's to drag it in that case." Meanwhile, the bandits were being forced away by the soldiers, allowed to keep their lives as they ran off into the forests.
The walk to the docks was short and simple. The morning darkness and cold air put Michiko on edge, her neck feathers ruffled up as a sign of her discomfort. She clutched Sumire close to her as well.
As they reached the docks, Kaito found Toru waiting by a small ship. A servant was sitting on the boat itself, holding an oar. And Benjiro was sat at the front of the boat facing towards the back. Toru was standing with a little boy, who couldn’t have been older than 8 or 9. Still a young one, he was wearing robes of his own, and trying to imitate Toru’s professional and proper stance. Though he was falling asleep while standing, holding onto Toru’s robes for support. Toru bowed as Kaito approached. “Good morning, noble friend. I do not believe you have met my son, Yasutake. Go on, boy. Introduce yourself.”
The young man stepped forward and bowed, half asleep but trying to maintain his composure, he spoke in a quiet voice. “Hello... Lord Kaito, I am Yasutake Okadu.”
Toru looked like he was going to say something else, but Benjiro spoke, “Come! Come, come, come! Both of you!”
Kondoru’s pride seemed to rear itself as his uncle talked about the Katana, “Uncle, I can assure you my armour is sturdy and holds! It allows for flexible movements, unlike your armour which seems far too heavy to allow for useful combat. My Katana could not cut through armour like your’s, but should I encounter an opponent like you, I would have a simple strategy. Cut the mount down from under the attacker, and use my Odachi to cleave at the slow armoured foe. The Katana would be useful for fighting peasants and lower enemies. However, I believe my arsenal is adequate for this land or any land. My father taught me these forms, and I wish to honour him by continuing his legacy.”
He turned to the approaching soldier, “secure the coin for yourselves, consider it a reward for valiant hearts. Kamikaze is no working horse, and he will not haul a wagon! Leave whatever you cannot divide and carry for others. I have no need of it.” He said as he mounted his horse and stroked its neck before turning it and heading for the exit of the cave.
Kaito was rather careful himself, constantly checking around him on the way to the docks. It may have been short, but he kept watch for anybody following him regardless, just in case. Regardless, when they got to the docks, Kaito bowed back to Toru in greeting, "Good morning to you as well, Toru. And ah, your son, I have indeed not met him before." He looked down to Yasutake, chuckling at his attempt to be proper like his father but clearly was rather tired, "Hello to you as well, little one. You take well after your father. Although it does seem you will need more sleep. Anyways, time to get going. Come, let's get aboard." He got into the boat, taking a seat and motioning for Michiko to sit beside him. He then looked to Benjiro, and asked his question, "My Emperor, if I may be allowed to ask... What is this all about?"
Taltoro laughed, clearly far more amused by Kondoru's objections rather than offended, "Ah, you have much to learn, Kondoru! You quite underestimate how one can move in armor such as this, and the strength of a Bestial Stallion! This is no standard horse, it is a beast with armor and strength to match! It does not fall so easily." He pat the side of his armored steed, which was indeed quite a large thing. Larger, more muscular, and wearing far more armor than a regular horse would. After all, a regular horse, even one bred for war, could not carry an Eversteenian Knight based on all the armor they had. It took a far great breed for that. Taltoro then continued, "All the same, I'll let you adapt your strategy as you need to, and let you learn for yourself. You can utilize your legacy, just be prepared to adapt it as time requires" With that, he would drop the subject.
The soldier nodded his head, "Thank you my lord! The reward is greatly appreciated, thank you again!" With that, he went to inform the others of the allowance for plundering, and they went to grab what valuables they could carry. Each got themselves a small sack of coins, of varying value, as well as grabbing some objects of note. Kamikaze meanwhile was happy for the stroke, and Kondoru was correct in that he was not a workhorse. He was a very different breed to Taltoro's more bestial mount, for he was a horse bred by a people who appreciated movement and speed over simple strength. A Nomadic Breed capable of great speeds and dexterous movement, he could be trusted to cross even rough terrain with grace and agility, but he was certainly not one for pulling a cart or carrying a warrior so heavily armored as the traditional Eversteenian Knight. Regardless, the exit was open to them, as the bandits were gone and the roads empty, it was safe to go back.
Toru nodded, “He must prepare himself for a life of little sleep. We all must make sacrifices to serve and rule. And I expect nothing less of him. Come, boy. Onto the boat.” He said as he guided the sleepy little one onto a seat next to him. Michiko was sitting next to Kaito, still clutching onto Sumire. The boat was a large sort of canoe, with two decks. A top one and a bottom one, the coxswain sat at the back, and there were servants below with oars. Benjiro was sitting on a small rug, where servants had piled nesting material for him. Several Imperial Guards, wearing heavy armour, wielding spears and banners, as well as a few in just robes with a helmet stood around the top deck. The guards all wore black armour, with blue and gold robes underneath. As the craft got underway, sailing away from the capital city, Benjiro folded his hands into his sleeves in a dignified way.
“It has come to my attention, by my Shinobi informants, that a traitor was identified. A vile Omukade. A Bushi, by the name of Honshino Junichi was reported to be acting suspicious by both my shinobi and the... degenerate monks who inhabit his region. We sail for the coasts of Hiiki. Where you two will seek out this Lord Junichi. Confront him, and learn the truth on if he truly is a demon. And if you can, report to me about the monks who dwell on his land. I wish to know why Junichi has disobeyed my orders to purge the monks. Your children will remain with me, for both have something to learn.” Benjiro was acting oddly serious for once.
Kondoru simply bowed his head to his uncle, and continued riding. Allowing the servants to string up the cart and move it onto the road, Kondoru leading the retinue down the path back towards the city. “An excellent job done then, I believe. I could not have asked for a better outcome. Not too many lives were lost. We secured our cargo. And the men are happy.”