Misaka Mikoto Don't Be Uchiha Mikoto

Looking at Keiko Takei who was very curious about this, Mikoto continued with a smile, "That means every ninja can refine chakra."

Chapter 100 True and False Samurai

"Chakra?"

It was the first time Keiko Takei heard such a thing.

She was naturally very puzzled by this, and wanted to understand this thing that was very strange to her.

Facing Keiko Takei who looked like a curious baby, Mikoto felt a little distressed for a while.

Although she was very happy to be asked questions, but it was not a problem to be asked continuously.

Keiko Takei is not a ninja, and she doesn't understand some things even if she tells her. Instead, she will ask one question after another like just now.

At the same time, she regretted talking so much to Keiko Takei on a whim.

She doesn't talk so much, and she doesn't have so many things now.

"Ah! Ah!..."

At this moment, screams suddenly came from the forest, which attracted their attention.

In the forest, Yasui and Ishida were executing the robbers who were not completely dead with their samurai swords.

The surviving robbers watched the two killing gods desperately trying to escape, but they couldn't run away from the healthy Yasui and Ishida with their legs and feet.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!..."

The robbers who couldn't escape begged for mercy to Yasui and Ishida who came to harvest their lives.

However, how could Yasui and Ishida spare them.

You must know that just now, the two of them almost died in the hands of these robbers.

The two men raised their knives and wiped the begging man's neck neatly, spattering a large amount of blood.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Yasui and Ishida walked together to look at the surrounding corpses.

"Someone must have escaped? These robbers are all abandoned wounded." Yasui said aloud.

"Ok!"

Ishida nodded.

"Don't worry about those who escaped, it's enough to get rid of them. Our main task is to protect the safety of the young lady." An Jing said and turned to walk out of the forest, and Ishida followed his movements.

The two of them hadn't taken two steps when a figure suddenly appeared behind them, stretching out their left and right hands and hitting them hard on the back of the neck.

Yasui and Ishida, who were unprepared for this, passed out immediately after being hit by a hand knife.

Seeing Yasui and Ishida walking out of the forest, Keiko Takei breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she believed in the samurai her father sent to her, when she thought of the attack launched by the robbers just now, she couldn't help but feel worried for the two of them.

"Miss, Ishida and I have killed all the robbers inside."

Walking up to Keiko Takei, Yasui bowed and said respectfully.

Ishida, who was a body behind him, also bowed to show courtesy.

Keiko Takei looked at the two returned people at close range, and after seeing the blood stains on their bodies, she asked worriedly: "You are injured! Are you okay?"

"Miss, Ishida and I are fine. It's not our blood, it's those bloody robbers." An Jing looked down at the blood on his body, smiled, and explained aloud.

Keiko Takei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said with a smile, "That's right!"

"It's the subordinate's fault, which frightened the young lady."

"fine."

Keiko Takei shook her head, with a smile on her face: "As long as you two are fine."

"Thank you for your concern, miss!"

Speaking of which, Yasui and Ishida gave a ninety-degree bow to Keiko Takei.

Beside, Mikoto looked at the two and frowned.

She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell where it was.

It was a wonderful feeling.

Meiqin looked away and shook her head, thinking that she might be too sensitive and overthinking.

But her brows were not smoothed down.

Yasui who straightened up looked at Mikoto secretly without the attention of others, and saw Mikoto frowning slightly as if she was worried.

He withdrew his peeping gaze, and turned to look at each other: "Miss Meiqin, I was sorry to trouble you just now."

"No trouble, it's my mission to protect Miss Keiko." Meiqin replied politely.

It can be seen that I am not a maid, it seems that the two of them are right.

But that feeling is really strange.

Miqin smiled and shook her head, it seems that she is really too sensitive.

However, at this moment, Ishida, who was standing behind Yasui, suddenly jumped up, and his figure flashed to hold Keiko Takei hostage.

Keiko Takei, who was held hostage, was in a daze.

How is this going?

How could the warrior sent to her by her father do such a thing to her.

"your Highness!"

The panicked Haruna made another slip of the tongue.

But this time no one will blame her, because the person involved is already in danger.

After reacting, Mikoto showed a look of annoyance at first.

hateful!These bastards actually lied to her.

What followed was raging anger.

Since these guys dared to lie to her, they would have to pay for it.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

She can be 100% sure that these two people are definitely not the real Yasui and Ishida.

Even if the real Yasui and Ishida put a knife on their necks, I'm afraid they would not do such a thing.

Although she might not like the samurai, Miqin had to admire some of the spirit of the samurai.

And the real Yasui and Ishida might have been killed in the forest just now.

"Our dear Princess, you may suffer a little bit later."

Ishida lowered his head and said to Keiko Takei, with a frivolous smile on his face.

Then he carried Keiko Takei on his shoulders and ran into the woods.

"His Royal Highness!" Haruna cried out again.

She wanted to chase after her, but she accidentally fell on the ground, causing her whole face to wrinkle in pain, but she still looked at the direction where Keiko Takei was taken away, and stretched out her hand in despair: "Her Royal Highness~"

Her Royal Highness was taken away by those gangsters.

And the so-called villain turned out to be a samurai sent to protect them by the father of His Royal Highness the Princess, His Excellency Daming, who had been staying with them all the time.

Mikoto wanted to go after Ishida, but Yasui stopped her.

Meiqin frowned tightly, and shouted: "I can give you a chance, let Her Royal Highness be released now, and I can forget about your actions just now."

"Let go! Hehe—! We finally got a chance, and we don't intend to give up easily." Yasui said with a smile.

"Don't you think it's shameful to keep this false face?"

Looking at Yasui's smiling face, Meiqin felt angry again.

"I'm a ninja, not a samurai, why do I feel shameful?" Yasui asked rhetorically.

Meiqin didn't want to talk to him any more, since they couldn't agree, let's see the truth.

But before doing it, she has to do some other things.

Mikoto looked at the fallen Haruna and said:

"Haruna, Miss Keiko will be fine, get out of here quickly, it's dangerous here."

Hearing Mikoto's voice, Haruna stood up from the ground as if grasping at a straw, the pain in her body made her grin her teeth.

However, she still endured the pain and begged Meiqin: "Miss Meiqin, please, please save Her Royal Highness."

"Don't worry, I will."

Mikoto took the time to glance at her again, and then put her gaze on Yasui.

Seeing this, Haruna knew that staying here would only hinder her, so she ran to the forest ahead.

She's going after Her Royal Highness, and even though her role may be minimal, she's going to do it anyway.

Because apart from this, she has no idea what to do next.

She will suffer if nothing is done.

As Keiko Takei's personal maid, everything she has, except her life, can be said to be given by Keiko Takei.

After leaving Keiko Takei, she didn't know what to do next.

All she can do at this moment is to find Keiko Takei and be with him, even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames ahead, she is not afraid.

Regarding her behavior, Yasui just glanced at her and stopped caring about her.

An ordinary little girl can't make any waves at all.

After Haruna left smoothly, Mikoto finally launched an offensive.

Her hands began to form mudras, and her eyes were fixed on Yasui who was opposite.