บท 276: Ride

"They're quiet," Gengyo commented as he rode by the front, referring to the ten guards that they brought with them. They were like shadows as they kept behind them. Their faces were barely visible beneath their black armour, and not a single word came out.

"That's part of the reason I chose them. This is a diplomatic matter – we don't need men with loose tongues," Jikouji responded, turning to give the men an approving nod.

"Nah, they just don't have anything interesting to say," Morohira butted in, spurring his horse into a gallop so that he could take the lead of the party. Hours of travel was not befitting of a man like him, and with Rokkaku left behind, it fell to him to make his own entertainment. His sheathed sword clattered against the side of his horse at it ran, spurring it even faster.

"Was it truly wise to bring him to something as sensitive as this?" Jikouji asked, speaking more quietly, so that the charging Morohira would not hear them.