Chapter 146: An Old Monk's Wisdom

"Tsuchi-kun, put away your spear – I will handle things from here."

The old man spoke, still maintaining his smile.

"But Momochi-sensei! They desecrated our holy steps with blood. We waited for your judgement, it is true, but they should not be allowed to live."

The young monk said passionately, it seemed he had taken personal offence at their actions. Gengyo used the moment of infighting to cautiously glance around, and see how Kitajo was fairing.

The lad was frozen on his horse, with the blade of the other monk's spear pressed under his neck, just as had happened to Gengyo a few minutes earlier.

Still, he breathed a sigh of relief, pleased to see the lad was still alive, as the monks certainly could have sliced their throats without them even knowing what had happened.

"Young Tsuchi-kun, calm your rage. Blood will not wash away blood."