Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

"Because it's the time for the political meeting—"

Douya laughed heartily, "That's why I need you all to be my witnesses!"

"This matter between you and me concerns the future generation of the Dog Clan. How can we not announce it to the world in this solemn and awe-inspiring council hall?"

Ling Yue's silver hair drew a bright arc in the air. The Western princess, who had been dignified and majestic just now, buried her rosy face in the man's thick chest in shame and anger.

Chapter 105: The Aftermath of the War, Wedding Invitation

The western battlefield at the junction of Kyushu, Shikoku and the Western Kingdom fell silent with the fall of the Great Ghost Lord.

The forces in Guanxi fell silent upon seeing the dog tribe's bared fangs.

When King Dou Ya cut off the body of the Great Ghost Lord with a shocking sword, the leaders of the forces and the big monsters who were watching secretly.

Everyone felt a chill down their spine, and fear surged in their hearts like a tide.

On the battlefield of peak confrontation, there is no such thing as sneak attack.

If I have to blame someone, I can only blame myself for my lack of strength and failure to detect the hidden murderous intent.

It has only been a short time since Touga King was promoted to a great demon. He first joined forces with the Dog King to destroy the Leopard Cat King, and now he has killed the Great Demon Lord with one blow.

Such an astonishing record shocked the entire demon world.

Given time, this demon king might be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the legendary demon sage!

"The fall of the second great youkai... the ominous premonition is gradually becoming reality."

In the Hall of Right and Wrong, the Chief Judge of Hell anticipated the bloody storm that was about to begin.

Shiki Yingji sat upright on the black ink throne, her petite body shrouded in a divine aura that could not be desecrated.

Her pair of dark blue eyes, as cold as a frozen pond, stared at the soul of the Great Ghost Lord being dragged into the depths of hell, until it and the leopard cat became pillars supporting the underworld.

After a long time, Shiki Yingji slowly withdrew her gaze, and her slender fingers gently stroked the lines on the repentance stick, as if touching the veins of the countless sins in the world.

"And there are still the Four Fighting Gods and the Dragon Bone Spirit on Penglai Island... The killing hasn't stopped yet. The balance of the world, and my position in the underworld..."

Before Wannian Loli fell into deep thought, Shiki Yingji's thoughts were interrupted by a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Lady Yingji——!"

Along with the sound of jingling chains, a woman with red hair and red eyes appeared. She was wearing a blue dress with a white hem, a belt around her waist, and a pair of thick-soled wooden clogs.

The Grim Reaper named Onozuka Komachi rushed into the courtroom panting, with his scythe casually slung over his shoulder. His face was filled with fatigue and resentment, and only thunder was moving throughout his body.

"The River Styx is overflowing with ghosts again! If this continues, even the God of Death will die from overwork!"

She gestured exaggeratedly, "I haven't slept for seven days and seven nights. I haven't even had time to slack off... no, I haven't even had time to 'adjust my work pace'!"

Shiki Yingji slowly opened her eyes, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her blue eyes.

"Komachi." She tapped the repentance stick lightly, her tone calm but unquestionable.

"Complaining is useless. Great monsters are falling one after another, and the boundary between life and death is in turmoil. The Underworld has its responsibilities and must not slack off."

Onozuka Komachi slumped her shoulders and wailed, "But if this goes on, I'll really become the first Grim Reaper to disappear due to overwork!"

Shiki Yingji sighed slightly and looked into the distance again.

"If you find it hard..." She paused, "Think of the souls who have nowhere to go because of the turmoil in the world of the living."

Onozuka Komachi opened her mouth, then finally picked up the sickle dejectedly.

"Yes, yes... I'll get to work right away..."

She muttered, turned around, and suddenly looked back, "But Lady Yingji! Next time, can you at least grant me a 'short break'?"

Shiki Yingji did not answer, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly for a moment.

——The order of the underworld will ultimately be maintained by these "unreliable" guys.

Shiki Eiji watched Onozuka Komachi's back as she hurried in and out, and thought of a recent monster named Aoandon.

The presiding judge lowered her eyes slightly, and the dark blue fire of the underworld cast shadows of varying depths on her young yet majestic face.

The boundary between life and death should be as straight and clear as the stick of repentance in her hand.

But recently, this boundary has become blurred due to the turmoil in the world of the living.

"The dead cannot be resurrected. This is an iron rule." Her voice echoed in the empty and magnificent courtroom.

"But if a soul that has washed away its past can gain the favor of the underworld consciousness, it will be a completely different story."

Shiki Yingji's gaze was cast towards the surging Styx in the underworld.

There, countless dead souls are waiting for judgment, and Onozuka Komachi, who controls the power of the distance realm, is busy running around with her beloved little ferry.

Shiki Eiji knew very well that among these confused souls, there might be the next special god of death like Komachi.

The consciousness of the underworld can always accurately select those souls that both maintain the warmth of humanity and abide by the rules of death, and are born to belong to the underworld.

"But..." Shiki Eiji suddenly snorted, "One lazy Shinigami like Komachi is enough."

Before he finished speaking, Onozuka Komachi's wails were heard in the distance.

"Lady Yingji! This time I'm really not being lazy, it's just that there are too many ghosts..."

The corners of Shiki Yingji's mouth rose slightly, but she quickly returned to her usual seriousness.

She turned and walked towards the judge's seat, her wide sleeves drawing an elegant arc behind her.

The work of judgment is far from over.

Tengu Mountain Observatory.

The night wind swept across the towering mountain peaks, blowing up a few scattered maple leaves.

The sea of ​​clouds beneath my feet surged like a tide, shimmering silvery-white in the moonlight.

Iizuna Maruryū sat upright in front of the stone table, with the teacup in his hand emitting wisps of hot steam.

The amber tea soup was filled with wisps of white mist, reflecting her vertical pupils that were as clear as blood jade.

As her eyes wandered, she looked at the man opposite her who always came uninvited, "called a wise man, but actually an idler" -

The Youkai Sage, Yakumo Yukari.

She was as lazy as ever, half leaning in the shadow of a folding fan in the gap, with the wide cuffs of her dress hanging down, revealing her slender fingertips, which were casually fiddling with the tea lid.

"Zi, you seem to be free today." Iizuna Maru Ryu's tone was calm, but he couldn't hide the impatience between his brows.

Every time this demon sage visited, he either came to ask for tea or for wine.

Yakumo Yukari chuckled, raised her fan slightly, revealing a pair of purple eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"Aiya~ Lord Daitengu is also quite free, isn't he?"

"A huge battle just ended in the western border of the Western Kingdom, and even the big raccoon cats were frightened, yet you're here with me, a leisurely person, admiring the moon and drinking tea~"

Iizuna Marulong snorted, turning the teacup half a circle in his palm, "The dog tribe will take care of its own affairs, but you..."

Her gaze was sharp, her red pupils narrowed slightly, "You've helped the dog tribe a lot. Now that they are two great monsters, haven't you reached the stage where you want to ask for something in return?"

Yakumo Yukari's fan slammed shut, covering half of her face that had brought disaster to the country and the people, leaving only a pair of eyes curved into crescents.

"Help? Reward? Oh, did I really do anything?"

In the distance, a messenger crow Tengu flapped its wings and came over, but when it was near the observatory, it suddenly crashed into a dark gap that appeared out of nowhere, and disappeared without a trace with a "puff".

The veins on Iizuna Marulong's forehead throbbed faintly. "...Don't open your own gap on my mountain."

"Sorry sorry~"

Yakumo Yukari waved her hands insincerely, "But having said that—"

She suddenly leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Where do you think... the Dog Tribe's next target will be? Kyushu? Or... Shikoku?"

The teacup tapped lightly on the stone table.

“…The tea is cold.”

The night wind suddenly rose, blowing away the unfinished words.

Yakumo Yukari's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "I heard that the wedding of King Touya and Princess Lingyue will be held soon, and the Inu King is planning to invite you."

She suddenly pulled out a piece of letter with wet ink from the gap and waved it in front of the other person. "Why, are you going?"

Iizunamaru's tail twitched, "You bastard, don't steal other people's things. If you do, the trouble will be blamed on me."

"Didn't I tell you this long ago? As long as the result is the same, the beginning and the process are not important."

She smiled brightly, "Besides, the things are right there. I'm helping the dog tribe save manpower. They should thank me~"

Yakumo Yukari, who has the same style as Touga, flicked her nail polish-dyed fingertips lightly.

The invitation swirled and floated towards Daitengu, and then he took out another invitation from the gap.

"There's another one inviting me. Shall we go together then?"

Iizuna Maru Ryuu stared at the falling invitations, and after a moment of silence, he sighed.

"The Crow Tengu lineage of Wind and Thunder Gorge originally branched out from my Tengu Mountain, and now they are under the command of the Dog Clan."

She reached out to take the invitation and said, "As the head of the family, I should also go and take a look."

"Come to think of it, I've met the Dog King once before, so it's worth a visit."

Iizuna Maru Ryu raised his eyes and stared at the smiling Yakumo Yukari, "However, I am worried that you are up to something in secret again."

"Oops~"

Yakumo Yukari's voice was as charming as her body, "Don't speak so badly of me~"

"You know whether it's bad or not." Iizuna Maru Ryu snorted coldly, flicked his wide sleeves, and put the invitation into his sleeves.

When she stood up, the black wings behind her shone with a faint blue luster in the moonlight, and a few crow feathers fell in the wind.

Looking at Tengu's receding back, Yakumo Yukari's fan swayed gently, and a hint of amusement flashed in her purple eyes.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she shouted towards Iizuna Maruryū's back.

"By the way, Lord Daitengu, regarding the [Eighty-Eight Demons Night Parade]..."

Iizuna Maru Ryuu paused slightly, but did not turn back.