Lancer planned to be an 'Exorcist', but there was also a problem. In this era, work similar to 'exorcism' was either done by 'professionals (Onmyoji, monks)' or 'experts doing side jobs'. It was quite troublesome for an individual like Lancer to find work.
However, if he could do it well, there were also many benefits.
First of all, it must be known that in ancient times, 'population' was actually a resource for various lords. Generally speaking, few people would move around, and Lancer definitely wouldn't stay in one place, so he must have a reasonable identity. In addition, he must use a spear. Without a reasonable identity, he might get into trouble. Although he was not afraid of trouble, it was best to save it if possible.
He didn't want to be a samurai. Although rōnin also used weapons, rōnin was actually not a commendable term. In this era, it was generally equated with 'thugs' and 'bandits'. After all, this group of people were neither hired by the military families nor did they work, relying on force. To survive, most of them would do some 'shady' things. Simply put, if he traveled around as a rōnin, there was a ninety percent chance of getting into trouble.
But 'Exorcist' did not have this problem. First of all, according to the villagers' statement just now, the status of an 'Exorcist' was higher than that of ordinary people. Ordinary people would not look for trouble with them for no reason, and no matter where he went, he had a reason, after all, it was 'work'~
"If you don't know anyone, the easiest way to make a name for yourself is to do a big job..."
Lancer muttering while eating dango was also heard by the man next to him. Immediately, the other party shivered. After all, Lancer height of 180cm almost surpassed the vast majority of people in this era. Even his height alone was enough to give ordinary people immense pressure. Suddenly hearing Lancer say he was going to 'do a big job', the other party's first reaction was that Lancer wouldn't be a bandit who just came out of the mountains and wanted to strike this small town, right?
Fortunately, Lancer next sentence made him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Uncle, I want to ask, do you know of any villages nearby that have been attacked by Youkai?"
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Fujiwara no Fuhito, sitting in the carriage, looked at the tall city gate in front of him and the prosperous Fujiwara-kyō behind it, and couldn't help but show a proud expression. After all, the reason why this city could be so prosperous was entirely due to his efforts.
But then he put down the curtain and his expression became gloomy. Although the ordinary Ushi-Oni could not hurt him relying on the Buddha beads he begged from the head monk, this attack made him extremely angry. After all, no one likes their life to be threatened.
He had made up his mind to find out who was secretly harming him.
And just at this moment, he noticed that his daughter was actually also leaning on the window curtain on the other side.
"Mokou?"
"Ah~! Father, I'm sorry..."
Although Fujiwara no Mokou was not a 'Hime', women in this era, especially the wives and daughters of the privileged class, were not allowed to show their faces casually, let alone an unmarried woman like Fujiwara no Mokou. Generally speaking, Fujiwara no Mokou needed to cover half of her face with a fan when meeting people at the very least.
However, due to Fujiwara no Fuhito favoritism and his original intention not to marry Mokou to a court noble, he was not too strict, but it was really inappropriate for an unmarried woman to lean on the window, so he specially spoke to remind her.
"Mokou, did you see anything interesting?"
Perhaps because he was preparing to marry off his daughter, Fujiwara no Fuhito also wanted to give her some things as gifts. It could be said that as long as what Mokou said was not excessive, he would be willing to give it.
"No, Father. I just felt like I saw a strange person, like the samurai who saved us before..."
Fujiwara no Fuhito couldn't help but sigh at Fujiwara no Mokou words.
'Daughter has really grown up?'
But then he also turned his head and looked at Fujiwara no Mokou with a serious face.
"Mokou, we rushed back all the way by carriage. It's impossible for that young samurai to catch up on foot, and the direction he left in was also wrong. You don't need to overthink it. If I encounter him again, I will thank him on your behalf."
"Yes... Father."
Fujiwara no Mokou originally wanted to say something, but finally stopped speaking. But just at this moment ——————
"Mokou, you are already 13 years old. After we go back, I will help you find a suitable husband."
Fujiwara no Fuhito words made Fujiwara no Mokou freeze for a moment, but then she nodded with a complicated expression. As Fujiwara no Fuhito daughter, she had long known that this day would come. After all, she hadn't forgotten when her sister got married. Although her sister was always smiling, Mokou knew that her sister was not happy, but... who told her she was a daughter of the Fujiwara family? She could only accept it.
As a daughter of a court noble, no matter how much she was favored by her parents, she could not change the fact that women in this era mostly existed as male accessories. And as a daughter of a court noble, she was bound to become a tool for marriage alliance. This was the tragedy of this era.
At this time, Fujiwara no Mokou was just an ordinary daughter of a court noble. She didn't even know what 'resistance' was, until the appearance of someone who changed her destiny...
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Lancer luck was not bad. When he arrived at the village the uncle mentioned, it hadn't been destroyed yet, and the village chief of that village was also looking for an exorcist with enough strength. Naturally, Lancer volunteered to take the task. They naturally didn't have too many expectations for Lancer, an unknown newcomer, but they didn't mind Lancer staying in the village. Anyway, Lancer said he didn't need food or lodging.
After all, for Lancer, this stone house was not much better than the outside, not to mention that their food was definitely not comparable to the dinner Tiger made. He only ate dango and other sweet snacks in the small town before.
So, Lancer simply stayed in the small town until the 'Youkai' that attacked the village appeared the next night.
A huge spider, slightly larger than a cow, attacked Lancer who was having dinner with Tiger, Aru, and Jack. Of course, its end goes without saying. Because its dinner was disturbed, the grumpy Jack directly cut off all eight of its appendages and then pierced its head.
The next day, when the villagers saw the huge spider, they were scared half to death, but then they started complimenting Lancer strength. What else could Lancer do besides being humble? He couldn't possibly say that this rookie was killed by his cat before he even made a move, could he?
Fortunately, Lancer didn't care much about these things. After receiving the other party's 'thank you letter', Lancer immediately set off to leave. After all, he didn't think this small village could offer anything good, and the biggest help the other party gave him was probably pointing the way. It must be known that most people in this era did not travel far, and Lancer also found his direction —————— Fujiwara-kyō.
Although Lancer didn't know what kind of encounters he would have in this world, he knew that going to crowded places always led to something.