Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

Just moments before the kites started fighting the Seven called in by Kusuda Clowns. Musashi had also arrived in Sakahara.

"Yes, it left about 10 minutes ago."

"Hmm... apparently you didn't make it"

Musashi smiles slightly after hearing from Kuzha, who remains that Kate and the others left earlier. As a matter of fact, he was also coming to the land. They were coming, but they stayed a little away for a reason.

That's not a particular reason, it's just that he went to an old grave a little further away from the city. An old acquaintance - who appears to be a Legado-related figure - has died near here, and he had a grave about an hour's walk from the cemetery of "Sakahara/Hualin" again.

"Nooo...... no. If that's the case, Tina's here, right?

"Yes, your sister, in her position, is in the camp of the Adventure Department"

"Okay. If so, send a covert transmission and tell Mitra and the others to ask for it. Perhaps Non should go over there too."

"Should I go?

"Hmmm......"

Musashi was experiencing some strange signs. And because of the signs he felt, he was still looking at the northern sky. The signs that lingered there were as if someone were calling themselves.

"This, a sign... is quite a sign of a twinkle... this is the first time in a long time that I've had to tighten my mind. It seems awkward..."

Blood rolls. but at the same time it was horrible. This is the first bad feeling I've had since 300 years ago. I was feeling it.

"... no, then no"

Musashi deceives the blood of the samurai in his expensive self. Good times have already left when this roll of blood has driven me. And since I got my wife and exchanged my children, I've thrown them away. Therefore, it is not moved. Just calm down, just look forward.

"... go"

Musashi has serious eyes and walks out. Then he and he, guided by a cause unknown to himself, went to the sleeping land of the great old man.

Then, a little. It was when the kites were breaking into the underground temple. Yamato was getting engaged with the groom as countless demon bullets crossed.

"Ha!"

Yamato wields only one of the best in the sky. And among them, he can only use one knife. Sure, I once aspired to be the same duplicitous as my father and brother and Kate who admired me.

Not once have I asked my father or Kate to teach me. but in the end he settled into this. That's because, needless to say, duplicity is a heretical martial arts. It took another talent from legitimate martial arts to use.

There was no unusual talent for him to use that heresy, in a sense. but instead, if he was a normal talent, he also had enough talent to outdo my father at some point. I can assure you that the talent is one or two times better than Kite's.

"Haaaa!

Against the swing from the Great Upper Stage, the groom merely deals with it by shifting his half. That's the least you can do, and if you're wrong at all, it's like it's over. Ever since earlier, Shinjiro had done such a critical evasion. Nevertheless, that had no choice.

"... this is... this is no stoppage..."

Seeing a blow from the shaken upper section, Shinjiro just frowns to shudder. It's a far away slaughter. Even so, the power is perfectly controlled and does not produce any cracks on the ground. Sure, it was a sword move not to be ashamed of Musashi Miyamoto's child.

"Eh."

But Yamato is very bitter against such a groom. Indeed, depending on how he appears to be pushing it so that he can wield a blow that will fill the gap. I can use such a bold move because I'm pushing it.

It does seem like I'm pushing, but I'm never pushing. From earlier on he has certainly unilaterally knocked in the attack. But the last step, I can't let it hit me.

(What, this man...!

Yamato's inner heart was dominated by surprise. Already he's done his best. And physical specs convince me that this is better up there, and as a matter of fact it is. Even so, I can't hit the attack. Everything is avoided as if it were wind on a willow and arms pressed on a warm curtain.

(Not fast! No, it's late! But all attacks are cut off!?

This is it. This is what's causing it. It's like we're losing sight of movement. Everything in motion is over with eyes. To this extent, I can only say that I can do it myself. Even so, it moves as if Shinjiro were predicting the future. I can't guess that no matter how hard I try.

"Ha!"

Fire a blow at the horizontal giraffe. In contrast, Shinjiro cleverly focuses on the knife as if it were cannon water. Only then did the mighty blow of Yamato slip out. but this is within the assumption. So he hit the next hand instantly.

"Huh! Right here!

It is to be assumed that it will be taken out. If so, Yamato created a split behind the groom. It's the best < > in the sky. I don't want to use this kind of oddity if it's true, but I can't help it because I can't win.

"Mm..."

Here, for the first time, Shinjiro moved his eyebrows slightly by surprise. but this was only for a few moments.

"Right. Can you do that? So..."

Shinjiro looks impressed as he feels Yamato's begotten stature is born behind him. And the groom who was so impressed avoids without seeing the slaughter from behind when he instantly regains his normal mind.

I never even saw it. That's why I'm surprised at Yamato's face. It may not be impossible if you read the signs, but it is also easy to target the fierce Yamato. Undoubtedly, he was a swordsman in an area where physical abilities could not have been to this extent by nature.

"Hmm...... I see. It has a lot of strange powers."

What is the groom surprised by? Yamato doesn't know that. but there is no need to question it. And it doesn't make any sense. Therefore Yamato understood the disadvantage of using his strength in vain, and immediately dismissed his separation. To the stagnation that was so slightly born, Shinjiro opened his mouth with a little darkness.

"Are we done?"

"... Excuse me, but I want to ask your first name. Groom, is that a pseudonym?

"Hmm..."

In response to Yamato's inquiry, Shinjiro looks a little troubled. Nevertheless, I admitted it to admit it.

"Sure, I can tell you. I don't need to hide my name... but I don't... um. My father was about to play tricks."

"Naughty?"

"Oh... well, I think I'm a rough inclinator too... my father's dick is a different dick again"

That's how the groom talks about his father and Shinsuke in trouble. And in this case, I guess his name has something to do with the prank.

"You don't look like a curious person."

"For how many minutes, you were helpful. Plain just got this type of mould on the plate. I suppose this kind of thing fits into shape."

In response to Yamato's praise, the groom says so with a little mourning. but Yamato tilted his neck at this word.

"Helpful? Officials in some country...... was it?

"Hmm? Oh, officials...... it was. Uhm."

The groom nodded in nostalgia somewhere. I guess it's not like I hated your bureau job. There seemed to be no evil feelings about the work itself, as did the transformation of character.

"Well, that's in the past, too. Now I abandon that past and stand here as just one swordsman...... nothing else is needed"

Shin, and the sign of Shinjiro changes. Conversations in the midst of these meetings are, in a way, flowers of battle for them. but that was merely to say that there was a strange flow of inability to attack each other. It was time for the flow to be cut off.

To the groom whose signs have changed, Yamato understands that he will attack, which he has only ever defended and has not shown any attack. The flow has changed.

"Eh."

We must not miss every step of the way. Yamato watches Shinjiro's movements. The opponent is an unknown swordsman. And so much so that it is possible to avoid your movements with only the minimum necessary movement. You can't be alarmed.

"... Huh?

……

"Guuuuuuuu..."

I didn't know what happened. If you noticed, the groom stood in front of you. And Yamato's earthly belly is filled with the fists of the groom, and slowly Yamato falls to the front.

"Hmmm...... can't you still do all you can? Don't feel like you're losing your strength..."

Without a glance at the yamato that had fallen at the front, the groom had held the right hand that sunk the yamato several times to confirm it. but the face was a little dissatisfied. And so, after a moment of silence, those in the position of passenger generals like him rush up to look at the fallen and lying Yamato.

"Yamato!"

"Are you all right!?

"What happened!? No, what did they do!?

"Enclosure! A swordsman as good as Yamato was hit! I'm not a one-on-one winner!

"What do you mean! What's the speed now!

Mumble. After all, the skilled warriors seemed to have nothing but wolves for this incredible blow. And yes, but therefore, it cannot be attacked. No one saw the blow now. It would be Yamato's two dances if he was badly attacked and punched in. And there. Musashi, who had left late enough, just arrived.

"Ooh, ooh! I'll do it. I'll do it! What, Yamato!?

Musashi also ate bubbles when he came to the boulder and his own son was falling early. And when I saw such a visit to Musashi, the groom looked at you who had never glanced at the warriors surrounding him before.

"... is that Musashi Miyamoto... ku"

The groom doesn't really think, he can't get over it, and he zeroes his grin. and that next moment. Musashi was holding Yamato and taking his pulse. Shinjiro makes clear to this with a laugh.

"Don't worry, Shinji Musashi. If he's your son, he's just unconscious with a blow to his stomach."

"Right...... Hmm. I do have a pulse... someone, please Son of Non!

"Over here! Bring the injured out!

"Sorry!

Yamato is dangerous to let him sleep here like this, and most importantly, it's out of the way. That's why I'll keep the yamato with one of the passengers. Fortunately, there's no trauma, and he just said he passed out after eating a blow that penetrated the inside. You won't wake up far away.

"I'm sure your Lord is the enemy, right?

Musashi once again turns his gaze to the groom when he deposits his yamato with one of his guests. but those eyes were serious themselves.

"Alarm... Doesn't it look like I'm doing anything? I'm still a teacher at the Dojo in Non."

"Normal, Dojo, or... Knock..."

"What's suspicious?"

Musashi asks against the fun-filled groom. Both have already unleashed unusual fighting. If you take one more step, both are not exaggerated by saying the battle begins.

"It's fun stuff. No, the most fun part is I'm laughing like this."

"I don't know who he is."

Musashi was very creepy at the groom, who laughed with pleasure but said something unintelligible. I have no idea what you're trying to say. I don't know, but it was fun.

"Well... then, Shinji Musashi. (i) Match desired"

"What. Let's do it now."

Musashi nodded, laughing joyfully at the groom who had set up a knife and wanted a game here. Pretty fierce. Don't be alarmed. You can't do it. but that's why I enjoyed it. And that's why he didn't realize that the other person had called his name in a name he couldn't have known.

"Then, this Musashi Miyamoto will take a tae-tae walk"

"Come!"

The groom sees that Musashi has set up, increasing his temper. That way, they both kick the ground almost simultaneously and set up a knife.

And at the same time. Musashi grasps that instinct knows this fat muscle. And the next moment I got uncomfortable. I looked into the eyes of a man approaching me and understood who I was about to fight now.

And that's why. He stopped forcefully on the spot to avoid engaging. One person's life has no respite for another moment. I had to do something about it before the battles.

"Stop it, concurrently. Ugh! Never point a blade at that Mistress. Aah!

Musashi makes his voice rough. At the end of his gaze, Fujido turned to Shinsuke, where he shook his blade. After many battles, Shinsuke had reached Fujido. but that's why Musashi's advice was a step, slow.

"... Huh?

You know what happened, but you don't know what happened. Such an odd voice spills out of Fujido's mouth. And at the same time, blood spilled out of his mouth. On that chest was a deep thrust of the knife he was supposed to have.

"... well. Have you changed, Shinjuku Musashi?"

While Musashi avoided engaging. That's how the groom shrugged when he avoided the fight in his old place. In that way, the battle would turn to another phase.