A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

A black sedan sped along a deserted road in Chanaea, carrying Kazuo and two other emissaries. They should have been on a plane home by that time.

The emissaries had no reason to stay since Jared had already killed Jun. However, after buying their plane tickets, they forfeited their seats and remained in Chanaea.

One of the emissaries asked, “Where are we going, Mr. Kawaguchi?” Kazuo’s gaze grew hooded as he replied, “Keep driving. Stop asking questions.”

The emissary was frightened into silence and continued driving as instructed. The car only pulled to a stop when the road ended at an abandoned area.

Kazuo alighted from the car and stared at the mighty mountain ahead. He smiled as his gaze landed upon a primeval forest at the foot of the mountain.

“More than twenty years have passed. I never thought I would have a chance to return…”

After muttering those cryptic words, Kazuo darted into the primeval forest, followed closely by the two emissaries accompanying him.

his palm. Two shadowy figures

the weapons and threw them on the floor. The two figures stiffened in surprise. After exchanging knowing looks, they

wave of Kazuo’s hand, the two figures promptly reappeared. “You’re all a bunch of id*ots. The checkpoints haven’t changed at all in twenty years!” bellowed Kazuo

two figures began to take on definition. They wore black samurai uniforms and held katanas. Confusion was palpable in their features as they looked at Kazuo and

eyed at the

one of the samurais. Coldly, Kazuo fired back, “Ask Ono Jiro to meet me. That

words. One of them whirled around and

returned hastily with

before stepping forward to greet him, “Welcome, Mr.

single word, Kazuo strode forward and slapped Ono twice across the face. Ono dared not utter a word of protest