He had hoped to take this opportunity to enter another world and escape American control, but his plan was ruined by this group of arrogant natives!

“Perhaps,” the priestess whispered, “they really can kill the immortal. With the power of a kingdom, if they prepare an ambush beforehand, they might have a chance, right?”

Yamada's expression softened slightly.

"Should we," the soldier said, scrutinizing everyone's expressions, "fund them? For example, give them nuclear weapons? Or some highly destructive weapons?"

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"In the end, we don't really know how strong the Immortal is," the samurai pondered, arms crossed. "We can't underestimate him, but we also can't deify him. We should always be prepared to defeat him."

Yamada was put on a hesitant face by what he was being told.

Upon hearing that the Kingdom of Erta was going to fight against the immortals, he, as an Earthling, was indeed terrified at first.

Now that he'd calmed down, he couldn't help but wonder: Are immortal beings really that strong? Are they truly invincible?

He was caught in a dilemma where the slightest mistake would lead to utter ruin.

Yamada wasn't a player, nor was he registered with the Adventurers' Guild. Under pressure, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and was about to wipe himself when his eyes suddenly widened as if frozen.

A few more words appeared on that clean handkerchief.

[With trepidation; as if facing an abyss; as if treading on thin ice]

"What's wrong?" The Onmyoji looked at Yamada.

"...It's nothing." Yamada calmed down completely, a chill running down his back despite his sweaty skin.

In the Chinese classic *The Book of Songs*, specifically the *Minor Odes*, who else could it be but Li Qianxia?

Is this a reminder to him? No, it's a reminder to Japan.

Yamada trembled as he put away his handkerchief. According to intelligence analysis from various countries, Li Qianxia was indeed a kind person, and it turned out to be true.

He lifted the carriage curtain again, and the capital of the Kingdom of Erta grew smaller and smaller, while the beautiful landscapes of this other world unfolded across the land.

When you call upon the abyss, the abyss will rush toward you. When the immortals arrive, what will become of this beautiful land?