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Nobunaga's Spirit looked at the pearl, his eyes widening as he felt frustrated that he couldn't do anything.
His generals were there but remained silent. Under the power of Hajun, they could not rebel.
To gain all his power and fame, to conquer and unify Zipangu, Oda Nobunaga had to sell his soul and body to this chaotic demon.
And now, he was nothing but his slave.
"Phew, fine, fine, I'll go to sleep again…" Hajun yawned. "Call me when things get more interesting, alright? You've been a good vessel lately, Oda. You've offered me the fresh blood of dragons and the radiance of that 'Venerable.' If you offer them to me whole, I may reward you and your generals with even more of my power."
Like a mischievous genie who liked playing and manipulating people, the chaos-born demon, Hajun, or Papiyas, as known by many, disappeared. Oda rapidly returned to his original form, gasping for air.
"Haaa… Haaa… Haaa…"
"Your majesty!"
"Are you alright, great lord?!"
