Cid felt that his condition was truly terrible.
He had encountered many things that could no longer be called human.
The wind had already told him where they were.
But it had also told him what kinds of beastly acts they had committed.
For some reason, Cid did not feel any disgust toward these people.
If anything, he felt a trace of pity.
Although he didn't know the exact state of Inazuma's political situation, a regime that hadn't changed in five hundred years…
No matter how good the political structure was, in the end, it was still operated by people.
Human nature has a starting point of goodness, but it also has the potential to fall into evil.
Those who have fallen… you've already sunk into a darkness from which you cannot rise…
Then the only thing I can do is send you to the afterlife so you can be reborn as new people.
And don't talk to me about regret or anything like that.
I can still tell the difference between someone who realizes they're about to die and someone who realizes they were wrong.
The old uncle walked into the wind, constantly adjusting his inner state.
One could only say that the environment truly affects a person's mind.
Back when he was in Liyue Harbor playing with the adorable children, he could still be happily carefree.
Now that he had stayed in this place for too long, if little Eula weren't by his side, the old uncle really wouldn't know how to get through these days.
"Eula, does the old uncle seem really scary right now?"
The old uncle tried to smile, but it felt a little forced.
"I've become so much more serious. I feel like when I return to Liyue Harbor, I'll scare the little kids."
"Sigh… That means I'll definitely scare the children in Inazuma City too."
There was a hint of melancholy in the old uncle's tone.
"Old uncle, I can take action too, you know."
"That won't do. You're still a child. Right now, the old uncle doesn't even want you to get blood on your hands."
The old uncle remained firm on that point.
For example, using concentrated Anemo elements to target the temple directly—the person collapses without a single drop of blood.
Having little Eula help dig a pit would be more than enough.
He couldn't let this child do any more than that.
"Article 36 of the Inazuma Penal Code states: Acts necessarily performed to defend one's own rights or the rights of others against imminent unlawful infringement shall not be punished."
The old uncle recited a passage from the Inazuma legal code, feeling a slight headache. In a place like Inazuma, did the law even still matter?
"Little Eula, Aunt Xianyun prepared a simple, quick-assembly cabin for us. How about we go to a quiet corner in Chinju Forest and spend some time helping the old uncle calm his heart?"
"Okay."
Little Eula looked at the old uncle, fully aware that he probably needed a good rest.
…
"Have you heard? The ronin have banded together! They say there were thousands of them, and they clashed with the Ronin Slayer at the White Fox Hills!"
"My gods, is the Slayer okay? These days, the Tenryou Commission only knows how to hassle us street vendors. When it comes to ronin, they cower in fear."
"No one knows what happened to the Ronin Slayer, but anyone who's been there knows that the tombstones have grown into a huge cluster! There are plenty of swords too—some people even saw the signature blades of Torachiyo and Ryouri among them!"
"How is that any different from a sword grave? Two ronin with the title of Sword Saint and even bearing Visions fell there!"
"But the Slayer has vanished without a trace. What do you all think?"
"With the ronin killed down to just a handful of stragglers, isn't it perfectly normal for the Slayer to disappear? A hero only appears in times of crisis!"
"Now that you mention it, there are far fewer ronin around, so the trade routes seem to have opened up…"
As the topic shifted, compared to a hero, people sometimes needed to focus more on themselves.
For example, would doing business become much easier now?
Would the children at home be able to eat properly?
Would the heavens grant them food today?
Yet there were still some who loved stirring up trouble and felt that the title "Ronin Slayer" didn't sound nice.
So they gave him a new name…
Shura Anyakonsen-shou.
"Shura" represents the god of battle, "Anya" (dark night) echoes the darkness in which chaos occurs, and "Konsen" (soul pacification) implies subduing evil and bringing peace to the people, displaying majesty and valor.
Most importantly, Inazuma's deity is known as the Raiden Shogun.
The common people have never asked for much. Great wealth and nobility are pursuits, but being able to live in peace and stability—that is the best tomorrow of all.