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Euphy rested her hand on her chin, thinking, her eyes narrowing with a half-smile.

"Then... wouldn't Nobu-kun's march be helping the Black Rose get precisely what she wants? A scrambled realm, a distracted court..." she paused, "...not that I expected her to reappear this soon, after we crushed her in the Ninth Hell."

Nobunaga laughed aloud—a real, confident laugh that made the sentries outside the curtain glance at each other and grin.

"If I grasp Kyoto under my control," he said, leaning forward into the brazier-light, black eyes catching flame, "I will restore law and order. I will unify every clan that still answers the Shogunate's name—and point them all, as one blade, against the demons."

"Chaos is what the Black Rose wants. Order is what I make. The moment Kyoto is mine, her plan dies in its cradle." He smiled, slow and wolfish. "Helping Yoshiaki is the means. Never the end goal."