Find Me in 1000 Years

Entangled in Agreement

"Did they kidnap you?" ask the ninja again, come to him.

"Eh, no. They saved me."

"That's right!" the ninja did not believe.

"Look, I'm being treated for him."

The ninja stared at him for a moment. "You sure you want to help them?"

"What's? What's wrong?"

Without answering, the ninja brought Ken who was still in a state of bad health, out. The man in kimono walked out assisted by the ninja.

"Why are there Japanese here? Were you taken prisoner by them?" The same question came out from the mouth of a man in Japanese swordsman clothes staring at him.

Ken saw out there there are 2 camps that are opposite each other. There are Chinese warriors who are all in bonded condition, sitting on the ground while the other one is men in Japanese swordsmen clothes. The old man was among the people who rested on the ground. "No, they helped me."

"really? You're not trying to protect them, are you?"

"I must have protected them because they saved me."

The male swordsman seemed to be the leader of the group, looking at Ken reluctantly. He had to give up the prey he could to release. "alright. They were all released, but on one condition. You're coming with me."

"Eh, coming?" Netra Ken looked dumbfounded.

"Yes, from now on you're with our group."

Ken felt, as a Japanese person for sure the man would bring him along but to return him to Japan, not to follow their group. Join their group? What group is this? "What group?" tanyanya slow.

"There's no question because I already assumed you said yes, because you wanted their freedom so I'll set them free." The man then freed the Chinese and took Ken away.

Before leaving, Ken paid a farewell to Temperature who had helped him. "Thank you, Temperature. You've helped me."

The temperature whispered in the man's ear in Chinese. "Be careful, they're robbers. If you don't like this job, you better get away from them."

"What?" Ken's surprised.

The old man blinked one eye at Ken. "Thank you for saving us. Good luck to you."

Ken was forced to join the group of Japanese men. The party took one horse from there for Ken. They're down the mountain.

While resting in a flat place, they sat on the ground sharing drinks. Ken approached the man by sitting shifted when the man was chatting with one of his men.

"We will soon meet with villages or small towns down there. So we have to go back to living in the suburbs to monitor the houses or places that are our next target" the man told his subordinates.

"Right, Chairman, but are we going to stay at the inn again, because our money is running low every day."

"Eh .. may I ask," asked Ken slowly who made the two turn their heads. "What are our jobs?"

"Can't we do a better job than stealing? Isn't stealing bad?"

Not only the two, but all of the men were staring at him. After that they all laughed.

"You're like a child. Is there a better job than a thief? You can't get rich quick and live a good life. Already, just keep your story of kindness and just do your job as I say, okay?" taunt the man.

Then they came back on the way. Ken thought back to riding a horse with them. True said Temperature, that they are a herd of thieves. I don't want to live with stealing anymore, I have to run away from them.

After descending the mountain, they met a small town. Not far from the entrance of the city, there was an inn that looked quite expensive. They came to the inn.

Because they were a Japanese entourage, the Chinese did not dare to disturb them. Moreover, their clothes use hakama (Japanese shorts), which makes people think they are warriors in the martial world who are highly respected. People did not dare to approach.

Even so, they also try to be careful by living on the edge of the city for fear of crossing paths with idiots who want to try their abilities. Especially by living on the edge of the city, they can escape to other cities easily.

The 7 men, anchored a horse harness in a long wood beside the inn. Then they come in. The 3rd floor place with a restaurant on the 1st floor makes the place look crowded but also practical. The building is not large but luxurious enough for a small town in the place with a simple, clean and well-maintained interior.

They then booked a room at a table to register. Ken looked around at that big room. A woman takes care of the registration at that table.

A man dressed in Japanese swordsman sat near the woman, and was leaning his legs against another table, turning his head towards them. "So you're Japanese?" sahutin in Japanese.

"Yes. Why?" asked the Chief Robber with one eyebrow raised.

"I'm the owner of this inn." The man lowered his leg.

The Chief Robber was of course pleased. "Oh, nice to meet you." The man thrust his hand at the man sitting in the chair.

The man glimpsed at the hands of the Robber Head and then greeted the hands with a flat face.

"Yaaa, I didn't expect any successful Japanese man to have lodging in this land of China." But then his gaze was directed at Ken who moved out of the inn secretly. "Hey, where are you going?" He looked at his men. "Prevent him!"

A man grabbed Ken's arm so he couldn't get out of the inn.

"Well, you can't just run away from me! You're under agreement!" Apparently the Chief Robber had been watching the man ever since the talk of the time because he knew Ken must not have liked the job of robbing it.

The man who owned the restaurant just looked at the incident indifferently. Mmh, have a man who can't manage it? It must be foolish for this leader. Heh! He rubbed the cross-shaped codet that was on his cheek.

The woman then took them to the room they had rented on the second floor. They occupied the room one-on-one. Ken was placed in the room next to the Robber's Head. After the woman left, the Chief Robber approached Ken. "Be careful if you dare to run away from me. I will beat you with my own hands!"

The short-haired man's body condition began to improve, forcing him to be patient. He just kept quiet to hear the Robber Head's scolding on him.

"Your hair should be extended as well. Don't be like this, like a moron." The man with the black headband still scolded him. He then looked towards his men. "Now we rest. We're down for lunch in half an hour."

"Okay, Chief," cried the others in unison.

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