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The next day, Miho summoned two men to the imperial palace. Of course, they were summoned by the Emperor's commandment, which is the Emperor's commandment. The Emperor spoke to the two Bladers who were bowing down in front of the palace.
"From now on... follow the noble rain to the Middle East..."
"Yep!"
They answer without hesitation because they are the Emperor's command, but their faces look suspicious. Of course, after finishing this order, they were able to bear a lot of doubts, so they added an excuse.
"For the protection of the noble... find the Seven Tigers... for the treasure of legend." "
"I understand!"
After roughly convincing the two Bladers, Miho stood in front of them with me.
Miyamoto Musashi.
He was known as Dongyoung's strongest fighter, and he used a fancy alias called the Emperor pair. His specialty was dual swordsmanship, and he was particularly skilled in the art of war and considered to be the most sublime of all swords.
Hattori Hanzo.
He was the head of the prestigious Hattori family, among others, the ninja who guarded the Tokugawa family that ruled the current Machu family. In terms of ninja magic, it was said to be a master who reached the highest peak in the land of Dongyoung.
'You're going with the best samurai and ninjas in the country.'
I muttered to myself. This should definitely be helpful, as Miho said. Miho said in a beautiful, noble figure.
"Take good care of him. And this is a dancer from the Middle Church, called the White Hero, who is chasing Chilyo's whereabouts. I hope you will join me in helping him."
Then, Hattori Hanzo, who was standing next to him, equipped with ninja black clothes, said.
"My dear, Shawgun has not yet answered this question. Can you wait a few days?"
"The Hattories know their loyalty to the Tokugawa family. So what if the Shogun disagrees with this?"
Hattori Hanzo hesitated for a moment and said.
"Thank you for nominating me, but I have no choice but to stay out of this. And I think there's a lot of consideration for the middle course of the noble race."
I knew why Hattori Hanzo was talking like that.
Nominally, the existence of heaven is the ruler of Dongyoung, but in reality, it is like a paper tiger with no power at all. The real authority is that Oda Nobunaga resides in Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the youngest member of Tokugawa Ieyas, who succeeded in the regime. At least Miho had the power to empower the heavenly palace without falling down. In fact, it was the ultimate power.
Miho snorted.
"Ha! You have to get permission from Maine's Daily Advance Shogun?"
"I want you to be wise."
"Hattori Hanzo. What do you think of me? Do you think I'm gentle with you because I can't do anything about you?"
Kuwoo
At that moment, Miho launched a powerful force, and Hattori Hanzo flawed and retreated. He swallows a dry saliva to make sure he's nervous.
"The noble ones, including myself... and the yippers, know that you are capable of processing more than humans. And so far, the noble prince has been concerned with the balance of the human world, and we have accepted it in our own way. But if you try to behave yourself, you will never be left alone."
Apparently, Hattori Hanzo already knew that Miho was a monster. It would be difficult to seduce him if he was so vigilant. Miho stares at him intensely, and Miyamoto Musashi stands beside him.
"I don't think we need to tend to each other's eyes like this. The important thing is to help the Shogun or not. If Nobby tells you enough about the importance of this matter, that ninja will tell the Lord himself."
Miyamoto Musashi's words were getting the situation right. Miho relaxes the words of Miyamoto Musashi.
"I see. Forgive my haste, Hattori Hanzo."
"No, I'm sorry I was rude to the nobles, too."
Miho explained to Hattori Hanzo the information about Chilyo and the power and role of Chilyo. Apparently, Hanzo did not conceal his surprising appearance, whether he did not know anything about Chilyo at all, including Hattori Hanzo. Hattori Hanzo replied, calming the turbulence.
"What an amazing thing. We'll get back to you in three days."
"I'll wait."
Pavat
Hottori Hanzo disappeared with a ninja incantation. Miyamoto Musashi said.
"What can I do?"
"You should go to the Middle School first with the Hung Wung here."
"Is that okay with you?"
"You don't belong under a particular tomb yet? Just because you leave first doesn't mean you have anything to do with the Shogun."
"I understand."
That's how I and Miyamoto Musashi left for the Central Plains one step ahead. I thought I could come and get Miho later.
Pa!
I arrived at the rumble with Miyamoto Musashi using a flashlight. Miyamoto Musashi said shortly after moving.
"Hung Wung ball. What was that vision? It was a very frightening vision."
When moving to the golden boil, it was supposed to show the rocky scent or the foreheads of the sea floor if not quickly cut off. Miyamoto Musashi seemed to have seen it, because it was still hard to stop the process completely. I explained it to him.
"It is the treasure of the two tribes."
"A heretic?"
Miyamoto Musashi was amazed when he explained about the Izoku.
"Surely... the peoples of Meow are making a colony."
"Something like that."
I looked into Miyamoto Musashi while answering.
"Is this the best fighter in the country?"
He must be a great master. I felt the tightness of the sword, like when I encountered Kamizmi Novutzna, and I had a strong feeling that if he pulled out his sword, a huge sword would come out.
But in my mind, I was a little curious. He must be a master of swordsmanship or better than Kamizumi Novutzna, why is he so glamorous? His tone or his behavior was strange, but it must have been that of a superpowered master.
'Well. That's not the point right now.'
I brought Miyamoto Musashi to Mangosteen. Manhang greeted each other when he saw Miyamoto Musashi. When I explained the details of Hottori Hanzo, including Miyamoto Musashi, I nodded and told me.
"Then a hundred. You should go to the Moon with him."
"Huh?"
"That's not bad."
I realized the meaning behind the words of the dead. So far, Mangosteen has not been able to use the Black & White Soviet Union and various Gijinibo to clean up the mess. That's why I asked you to finish what I was going to do before I set up a plan. It also meant that Miyamoto Musashi should be used well.
"I understand."
Pa!
I arrived at Hanam's no-man 's-land with Miyamoto Musashi. He also freed the prisoners, including Seo Mun-hye, who were in his armor. Miyamoto Moussasi was surprised when people suddenly emerged from his collar.
"Oh…!!"
Seo Mun-hye felt that she was near Mu-young Moon where she lived and held my hand with tears.
"Eun-gong! Thank you so much."
"It's no big deal. So let's wrap it up and go."
Moon Hye Seo gathered the women who wanted to live a second life among the prisoners of piracy and collected them separately. Perhaps they will be cared for in perpetuity, and those who are not will return to their homes with everlasting help.
When we arrived at the Moon Moon Moon Moon Dragon, we met the Black Horse. Seo Mun Dae Dragon gazed back at Miyamoto Musashi at the meeting with me.
"Hmm. Are you Dongyoung's survivor?"
Miyamoto Musashi greeted and replied with a unique way of saying hello.
"I am Miyamoto Musashi."
Of course, since the Black Horse Seo Moon Dae Dragon is a middleman, there was no way to understand what Dong Pyong said. I explained Miyamoto Musashi's greetings and his identity to the West Gate Dragon because I was able to translate. Then the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon narrowed his eyes and muttered.
"... this is the best fighter in the country? I'm disappointed."
"......"
I felt I didn't need to translate this. The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon probably meant honest sentiments, but it was insulting enough for the Blader. Instead, I sent a message to the Black Horse Seo Moon Dae Dragon.
[I was recruited by a colleague of mine. Please do not underestimate me.]
[Well, excuse me. But I just said what I thought I said.]
Then there was trouble.
Miyamoto Musashi was somewhat aware of what the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon had said. You didn't know it, but you must have felt it was meant to be. For some reason, he trembles, his hands trembling, and his tendon rises tightly in his brow.
"This insult is unacceptable! I challenge you, Seo Mun Dae Dragon."
Seo Moon Dae Ryong didn't know what he was talking about, but he seemed to know what he was talking about.
"Of course I accept."
I'm in trouble.
I was frustrated by the thought of bringing Miyamoto Musashi. If you're so lucky, you've thought this through enough. Why did you ask me to take him on purpose? The pride of the Blader was sometimes heavier than the birth of the child, so if it went wrong like this, I had to see the blood. I couldn't help but persuade Miyamoto Musashi.
"Calm down. She is very proud and arrogant, so she often disrespects beginners. I just wanted to admit my mistake and apologize. I don't want to see blood in a long place, so please bear with me just once."
However, Miyamoto's face widened and shouted, "Are you more angry?"
"Blader does not tolerate insults! I'm going to have to take a look at that fancy midline sword."
"Ugh..."
I've got a head. This will be unstoppable.
The Black Horse, Seo Mun Dae Dragon, who was watching next to me, smiled and said to me.
"Did you say centurion? No more mediation. It seems he and I have no choice but to speak with the sword."
"Please look into my hands. Isn't it a good day for rumors to come back?"
"She has nothing to do with the Blader's return to the Gateway."
"......"
After a while, I was dragged to the battlefield. This time, I did not go up to the arena, but watched Moondaemun Seo and Miyamoto Musashi face each other to prepare for the battle. I started to turn on the torch around with three or four men who came out to watch with me.
I lit a torch and asked the Moonless next to me.
"Is Doomsday the one who doesn't reject challenges?"
Muengmundo politely replied whether I was a rumored savior.
"Of course. Safa's Reapers have always challenged Doomsday, but they have never been defeated."
"What happened to the challengers?"
"It's buried there somewhere."
Muengmundo pointed to the mountain beyond the wall. The mountain is dimming, but the cemetery is clearly visible. In other words, the challenger usually died after challenging the shaman.
"You can't... you can't be..."
Miyamoto Musashi must be a superhero. A simple sword would be much higher than or similar to me. In the Middle School, it is a great swordsman who is a master of the Old File Room. A sword won't kill him easily.
Kuku...
The Black Horse Seo Gate Dragon and Miyamoto Musashi face each other three lengths apart. Miyamoto Musashi was very lively, and in contrast to him, the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon was quite calm. Because I was a referee, I couldn't help but signal the beginning.
"Go!"
Pa 'at
A flash of light suddenly erupted like a six-blade storm. Unlike the rubbish fellow martial artists that I have seen, Miyamoto Musashi was able to practice sword salt, and it was not completely behind the sword of the middle-aged mastermind. The sword tip flew like a serpent's tongue and tried to destroy the human body.
The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon was calmly screened by Miyamoto Musashi.
Ka 'ang!
About a dozen seconds went by and they caught the sum of the ice workshops (). In other words, it was a measure of each other's skills. Miyamoto Musashi stared at me satisfied with his posture after finishing the small attack.
"Hey, Hung Woong. Can you translate this for me?"
"What is it?"
"If you pick up the sword now, tell him I'll take him as my apprentice." "
"......"
The sound of madness came out of my mind. A master of swordsmanship like that would not accept such an offer! It was a good thing I didn't get knifed by the furious Moussai. However, I sighed because the face of the Seo Moon Dragon was serious.
'That's why you're part of Madophama.'
Seo Mun Dae Dragon is a decent person for a Safa figure, but he is also a Safa man! He walked the path that led him to his own strength without consideration for others. I deliberately told Miyamoto Musashi a lie.
"He said he was wrong. You can draw your sword now."
Then Miyamoto said bluntly.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm gonna have to cut his arm off."
"Ugh... Why are you so stubborn? Stop it."
"Stay out of this. I will surely insult you."
It doesn't make any sense. In the end, I had no choice but to watch their battle in a daze.
It seems that the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon noticed that the negotiations were broken. He looks at Miyamoto Musashi with cold eyes and mutters.
"You don't even know your topic. Then I'll teach you what it means to be big."
Peeing...
At that moment, the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon waved his hand lightly, and at that moment, thousands of shapeless swords rose from all sides. Miyamoto Musashi quickly stretched out his sword to see if he felt something was wrong, but it was already too late.
Ugh, no! '
I knew how to process it because I've been through it before. It was a frightening attack that even I could avoid using brain death. I just gripped my teeth.
It's too late to interfere! '
The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon cried out.
"Flesh!"
Purbourbun
Miyamoto Musashi did his best to spread his sword, but it didn't work. Immediately, the sword of the Black Horse West Moon Dragon flew out in an instant and burst the arm of Miyamoto Musashi. When Miyamoto Musashi was waving his sword bundle through his bloodstream, he pierced his urethra.
Furrbuck
Miyamoto Musashi shed blood all over his mouth. He stares at the black horse with unbelievable eyes, and then falls forward momentarily.
Pussy.
"......"
The Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon instructed the surrounding Mundo.
"He was a great warrior. Bury him with his sword."
"Yep."
Miyamoto Musashi's corpse began to be cleared by the English. I became discouraged by the sight.
"Oh, shit."
I twisted it from the beginning.
Miyamoto Musashi was killed by the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon.