In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

After spending half a month, you've finally come up with some ideas.

[Having developed directional thinking, though not yet a decisive breakthrough]

However, your 9-to-5 routine also came to an abrupt end.

"Should I go to Heian-gu Shrine?"

Inside the Yin-Yang Bureau, Lu Kang, already dressed in a pure white hunting robe and wearing a black hat, looked like a 'celestial child' with a delicate and refined air, yet he was quite young. He was slightly taken aback and speechless when he saw the young Yin-Yang Master who had come from the palace to deliver the message.

He recognized the young Onmyoji before him, whose name was Abe no Yoshihira. He was twenty-six years old and the eldest son of Abe no Seimei, born in his middle age. Although he was the eldest son, he did not inherit his father's talent at all. He was mediocre in Onmyodo, but he was very successful in the field of management. He was now the deputy Onmyo-suke, the acting head of the Onmyodo, and the deputy to the head of the Onmyodo. When Abe no Seimei often needed to answer questions from the Emperor and the Regent and handle various rituals, the entire Onmyodo was managed by him.

A letter delivered by him personally must be genuine.

It's no wonder Lu Kang wasn't surprised.

He was new to the area, and even though he had heard that the palace was preparing some very important exorcism ritual, he never thought he would be able to participate.

Compared to the other members of the Yin-Yang Bureau, Abe Yoshihira, who knew how much his father valued this child, did not appear confident or have any air of self-importance as an elder. Instead, he appeared very calm and polite: "This is what my father personally asked me to tell you, Dr. Sugawara."

"Currently, all the official Onmyoji of the Onmyo Bureau have gone to Heian Shrine, and your teacher, Lord Kamo no Yasunori, has also gone there ahead of time."

"I understand."

Lu Kang, who had no doubts to begin with, nodded and said, "Then I'll go over there now."

"Oh, right..." Just then, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to say, "Please ask Abe Onmyosuke to tell his colleagues in the Onmyōryō that they must not enter my room when I am not here."

There's something really amazing inside!

Lu Kang raised a finger to his lips and smiled.

Although the voice was normal, looking at the boy's expression, Abe Yoshihira had the illusion of seeing his father—seeing a fox.

He's clearly a 'Peacock Prince'... Abe Yoshihira's heart pounded.

But he nodded.

"I will explain."

...

Go round and round.

"Why does everything seem the same to me?"

After a while.

As Lu Kang gazed at the seemingly unchanging palace complex before him, his wide robes fluttering slightly in the wind like wings, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of bewilderment.

There was no doubt that he was lost.

After leaving the Yin-Yang Bureau and finding the direction of Heian-gu Shrine.

But this clearly couldn't be due to Lu Kang having a poor sense of direction.

The problem lies with this 'Peace Palace'!

Keep in mind, he had spent many years traveling through a vast country far larger than Japan, even dozens of times larger, during the late Tsarist period, and had even led a large army across France. He could never possibly be someone with a terrible sense of direction...

"so."

"Is this Heian Palace protected by a great barrier set up against beings who are not 'mortals'?"

Enchantment.

Similar to high-level magic in Western magic, but unlike the way ordinary magicians rely on the combination of a small source and a thin external source to operate according to modern physical rules when performing high-level magic, the essence of the barrier of Yamato in the Heian period was still the 'cursed spirit system'. It communicated with the divided spirits of gods who descended to the mortal world, thereby covering an area under the power of the divided spirits and shielding it from all mysterious powers that did not belong to the divided spirits.

What is being utilized is not power, but the 'mystery' of the divine spirit itself, that is, 'magical power'.

It cannot shield itself from worldly forces, but it can conceal the mysterious.

However, Lu Kang, who had completely suppressed the mystery that did not belong to this country and era, was indeed disturbed, as both his spirit and body had been transformed into a deity who coexisted with mystery.

Now that he has realized this, he only needs to exert a little force to 'pop' it like a bubble. The reason he didn't realize it before was simply because the cover was too weak for Lu Kang, almost non-existent, and could only slightly confuse his sense of direction.

It's like accidentally stepping on a grain of sand; if you don't pay attention, you really won't notice it...

But just as Lu Kang was about to tear it apart.

A tender girl's voice suddenly came from the edge of the pool surrounded by palaces in front.

You looked in the direction of the sound.

You happened to witness a scene that amazed you.

She was a delicate girl with a hairpin in her hair, neatly styled thick, jet-black hair in a Hime cut, and wearing a gorgeous twelve-layered kimono in cherry blossom color.

She stood on the bridge in the middle of the pond, watching the lotus leaves bloom and drip into the water. In the morning scenery, which was tinged with sunlight, her red lips parted slightly, her fair and pretty face was serene, and her purple eyes were slightly open, as if she was waking up from a dream.

Although it was very small, it looked only about the same size as Lu Kang at this moment.

But it has nothing to do with emotions, feelings, or desires—although you are not very old now, the letter is still here, and you can't bring yourself to have such beastly thoughts.

However, this single scene is already a work of art.

This simulation, which prioritized literature over law, left Lu Kang, who had picked up some of the bad habits of high-ranking officials and gentry, with an urge to compose a poem...

Lotus leaves float on the world, carrying jade dew.

The morning sun shattered into pearls beneath my sleeve.

The water mirror reflects the impermanent colors of the void.

This body was originally a withered morning glory.

You heard this chanting, but you did not speak—the clear, childlike voice did not come from your own mouth. Although the meaning was simple and quite childlike, this style, filled with the so-called 'mono no aware' of the Heian period, was not to your liking.

But after thinking about it, you decided not to go and bother them.

【but--】

"This is the west wing of Heian-gu Shrine. Who are you...? I've never seen you before."

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, causing the girl on the bridge to look towards Lu Kang and see a figure dressed in hunting clothes, wearing a black hat, with delicate features that resembled a fairy child.

Lu Kang paused slightly.

Unexpected, yet perfectly reasonable.

“I’ve taken the wrong turn,” Lu Kang replied immediately.

"?"

Such a sincere answer made the girl pause slightly, looking bewildered. Looking at the seemingly genuine demeanor of the "young boy" opposite her, who appeared to be about the same age as her, a hint of amusement immediately appeared on her childish face.

"Judging from your attire, are you an Onmyoji?" The girl asked in a childish voice. "I heard my father say that Onmyoji are knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, like Lord Seimei—how can someone as stupid as you be an Onmyoji?"

Instead of addressing her as "Father Emperor," she addressed him as "Your Excellency Father"... It seems that the woman before him is not some retired emperor or princess, but rather the daughter of a high-ranking official in the court?

Lu Kang guessed in his heart, but his face didn't seem to care.

It's just that "knowing everything about astronomy and geography doesn't mean you have to know the way."

Do you pay attention to how many ants are crawling on your feet?

He said it half-jokingly.

This prompted the little girl to instinctively take a half-step back and lift her foot: "Where are the ants?"

Then it was Lu Kang's turn to have a strange expression.

This little girl looks quiet, but she seems a bit 'silly and cute'?

"Phew, so it was just a metaphor..." The woman in the twelve-layered kimono, realizing what was happening a second later, sighed, her face slightly flushed, yet also somewhat enlightened: "So metaphors can be used like this..."

Such murmurs have a certain literary eccentricity, reminiscent of the line "a monk pushes open the moonlit gate."

"So, you really are lost?" the little girl asked again.

"Yes and no," Lu Kang smiled and said, "Now that I've found the way, I won't bother you anymore."

"Oh, by the way, I don't actually like the poem you just recited. Children should have the vitality of children—when it comes to lotus leaves, I prefer a poem from the later poet Yang Wanli from the Celestial Empire."

"After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of other seasons."

The lotus leaves stretch to the sky, an endless expanse of green; the lotus blossoms, bathed in sunlight, are a vibrant, uniquely red.

Although you really wanted to compose your own poem, after thinking about it, you decided against it—although you are known as the 'Peacock Prince,' you have never been good at poetry, but are better at 'strategic writing'—that is, 'explanatory writing.' Although you can easily outshine the little girl opposite you, you are still always a little lacking.

So in the end you still 'borrowed' a song.

[And he left behind his real poet's name.]

This is not plagiarism, and the names recorded are absolutely believable.

As an Onmyoji, possessing "clairvoyance" and being able to know everything is perfectly normal, isn't it?

[Abe no Seimei did this too!]

You are very self-righteous.

What does it mean to be a 'poet of later generations'?

The little girl stood there, pondering the poem left by Lu Kang, which was completely different from the literary style of the Heian period. She was amazed, but also unsure of what to do.

Until Lu Kang completely turned around and disappeared.

Until someone called her name.

"Miss Kaori, Miss Kaori... What's wrong?"

She just came back to her senses.

He shook his head at the palace maid beside him.

【Fujiwara Kaori】

You heard this name.

You probably know who she is now.

You also prefer her other name in later generations, rather than this one.

【Purple Shikibu】

...

Boom!

at the same time.

The gates of the Yin-Yang Bureau, which were originally tightly closed, were suddenly kicked open. Countless lower-level clerks and upper-level officials of the Yin-Yang Bureau, who were busy with miscellaneous tasks, looked up and saw a figure with long red hair walking in.

"I heard Abe no Seimei is not here..."

"Here I come, to ambush you!"

This person was dressed in a black hunting robe unlike that of a normal Onmyoji, and also wore a black hat on his head. He held a feather fan in his hand, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression seemed elegant and leisurely, but the words he uttered were clearly not normal.

"Master Daoman..."

Upon seeing the figure, Abe Yoshihira, who was in the deepest part of the room, also showed a hint of helplessness on his face.

Chapter 113 Three Dogs Bind the Demon, Using Spirit to Give Life to Spirit, Ashiya Dōman Trapped in the Quagmire

Master Domo, Ashiya Doman.

This is a name widely known throughout the Heian period of Yamato. If Abe no Seimei, who possessed the blood of a white fox and inherited the orthodox Yin-Yang arts, is considered by the world to be the first true Yin-Yang master, then Ashiya Dōman is the only person in this period, and even in the entire history of Yamato, who can be compared to him in terms of Yin-Yang arts expertise—he is the opposite of "good," the other side of "evil."

If Abe no Seimei represents the orthodox school, then Ashiya Dōman represents the 'unorthodox' school.

He was not trained by the official Kamo family of orthodox Onmyoji, but came from the 'Wild Hoshi' lineage in the Harima region. From the day he graduated, he was at odds with Abe no Seimei. Although he was always one move behind, he fought on despite repeated defeats and never suffered a complete defeat.

Later generations even had rumors that Ashiya Dōman and Abe no Seimei had actually received guidance from the same 'immortal master' from the Tang Dynasty, but were jealous of Abe no Seimei's talent, which is why they were so determined to defeat him.

Of course, such vague rumors are just 'unofficial history'.

In fact, Abe no Seimei did indeed receive guidance from a master from the Tang Dynasty, just like Ebisu no Ozunu.

Ashiya Michiman, however, may not be.

And at this moment.

Ashiya Dōman's visit, taking advantage of Abe no Seimei's absence and the absence of all the orthodox Onmyoji in the Onmyōryō, leaving only some minor officials handling various tasks and the four department administrators who were not skilled in magic, was undoubtedly intentional!