The young man washed over the shore. His body was full of cuts and wounds. He had just survived an unbelievable assassination.
Still, he had lost everything. There was no hope left for him.
"Hey! Check out this guy? Is he some sort of noble?"
"Ah, sheesh. He really is! Let's bring him back. Some rich noble is going to buy him back for sure."
Tenmaru sighed. No one was going to pay his ransom. He had no one left in this world that he could trust.
The bandits of Iwama mountain grabbed him and carried him back into their camp. They cared for him and made sure his recovery was perfect so they could sell him back to his own family.
Paying for ransom was a usual thing in Arashi and most noble family would always pay the ransom. It was relating to their honor. And honor was the greatest attribute in this land.
'I wonder how they would react if they know no one is paying.'
