Soul Eater of the Rebellion

In front of an old man named Wei Wei (depressed), who called himself Mr. Fang, Klimt was chewing his back teeth to withstand the pressure of the opponent.

It wasn't that they were deliberately intimidating Klimt.Rather than intimidating, I didn't even pull out my sword.

Nevertheless, Klimt's body was as heavy as if it had been dressed in lead armor.The chill crawled from her feet like a snake, clinging to her legs.

Klimt couldn't help but admit that he was under pressure by the old man in front of him.The difference in power between him and me is clear, and he will see defeat before he fights.This feeling was very similar to when I put my brother-in-law Dialto in front of me or the main ceremony part in front of me.

─ ─ For a moment, the face of a black-haired synchronous student crossed his mind, but Klimt frowned and dropped the phantom.

Seeing his face, Wei Rui (depressed) thought that Klimt was vigilant, and began to speak lightly in a hostile voice.

"Can you tell me why you, a subordinate of the Imperial Sword Clan, decided to fight Zhendu?"If Zhendu is rude, I will apologize as the chief. "

……

When Klimt was silent, Wei Wei (depressed) continued to speak softly.

"If you had intended to stand in front of Mr. Fang, I would fight as the leader."Just to be clear, you don't think that the sword of an immature person is the mainstay of the Nakamura ceremony.He is a genius, but he is the youngest and inexperienced among the users of the Nakaki formula. "

Klimt reflexively frowned when he heard that.

I don't know the exact age, but Zhen Du (properly) is clearly over thirty years old.Probably close to forty years old.If a swordsman of that age is the youngest and inexperienced user, the other Nakaki swordsmen will be even older than Zhendu.

In swordsmanship, which takes twenty or thirty years to raise a single swordsman, it is difficult to have as many swordsmen as the eight banners of the green forest.In addition, since I was thirty or forty years old when I learned the Nakaki formula, I had to work for a shorter period of time as a swordsman.

Even considering that Zhendu (Shinto) was acting alone, and that Usui (depressed), who called herself the leader, appeared alone, it seems that the number of users of the Nakamura formula is quite small.Isn't that the only number that can be counted by the fingers of both hands?Klimt guessed so.

And then, Zhendu (properly), whose agitation had finally subsided, raised his voice.

"Master Wei, please wait!"Do not listen to the words of such a lad! "

And he cried out, and Zhen-dou (properly) spoke his plan toward Weir (depressed).

Listening to Zhen Do (properly) 's plot to lure out the Nakayama army as bait for the rebellion of Mt. Tsubaki and let the back of it fall to the swordsman, Wei Tsubaki (depressed Rui) hangs his eyebrows slightly at an angle that others cannot see.

Originally, the information that Fangsang and Mitsujin Shiki have connected with the Imperial Sword Clan is strictly confidential, and it is a level of confidentiality that the opponent must be immediately disposed of if it is known.

Although the people here already know that, considering the possibility that the Tsubayama soldiers who heard the sound of the battle will come, the act of Zhen Do (properly) can only be said to be bypassed (depression).

At this point, Wei Wei's decision scale (Hari) tilted heavily to one side, but he did not immediately move on to action because he recognized the need to confirm the standing position of Klimt, a Qinglin flag bearer.

Even if you are the head of Mr. Fang, you cannot slash the Qinglin bannerman as you wish.For the Mitsugami Shrine, the existence of the House of the Sword was great.

But when he had finished listening to Zhendou, he realized that he had wasted his time.Zhendu was making a fundamental mistake.

Fool

"... what about you?"

"The connection with us is a legendary secret for the master of the sword."There is no way I could lightly get subordinates to do it.Not to mention, it's impossible for that ceremony to reveal a secret to such a young man. "

Zhen Do (properly) blinked his eyes in bewilderment at the point of Weiwei (depressed).

I felt a little anxious and opened my mouth in a panic.

"But, Kurt is here!"At the time of Mt. Tsubaki's rebellion, Qinglin flag bearers came to Daxing Mountain by chance, etc.I can't think of anything other than the orders of the formulas! "

"It's no coincidence at all.Perhaps, in some way, the intention of the form part is teasing.But you can do that without revealing your secret."[T] hey, Zhendu (properly)." Was this young man's word and deed really from someone who knew the secret? "

The questioned Zhendu (properly) opened his mouth reflexively, but no voice came out of it.In retrospect, I must have felt uncomfortable with Klimt's words and actions.

Seeing the reaction, Wei Ru (depressed) exhales in small breaths.Wei Rui, who knew the strength of Zhendu's desire for approval, guessed with perfect accuracy what had happened in Daxing Mountain.And I could see that Klimt's actions were outside the Sword Clan's orders.

Wei Rui continued to speak as he looked into the eyes of Zhendu.

"I blinded my eyes with a sense of superiority that I could not bear to be foolish, and slipped my mouth, and gave me a secret.I was so shocked to get behind with my sword in my rhetoric, Zhendu.It was possible that the unexpected triviality could become a hole in the ant that would destroy the great desire of the purifying world.Since when have you been able to move your swordsman on your own? "

"Um, Master Weiwei (depressed), I'm here to fulfill my orders...!"

"It is true that I ordered you to bind the remnants of Mount Tsubayama, but I don't remember giving you the authority to go out without permission."Not to mention the authority to move the House of the Sword without the permission of the Saint.It seems that I am too spoiled to love the gifted man who mended the ceremony before I was forty years old. "

In front of the depressed, quiet voice, Zhendou (properly) shakes his body.From the forehead, a sweat like a waterfall flows, and a rough breath echoes in the darkness of the night.

The appearance of an adult male close to Forty Routes shrinking like a scolded child was very ridiculous from the side.

But Klimt didn't laugh.I couldn't laugh. No matter how quiet the words were, the blade-like pressure contained in the words of Wei Lu could not be deceived.Even the Klimt that I'm just listening to has a cold sweat all over my body.

─ ─ I wonder when it came out. A sword with a cold glow was held in Weiwei's hand.

The next moment Klimt realized that, there was a dull sound, and Zhendu's (proper) head rolled down on the floor.

After cutting off the neck of the Zhendou (shiitake) without showing any hands, the depressed man did not glance at what he slashed down, and turned back to the Klimt.

Klimt's deep, dark gaze concentrated the darkness of the night, and Klimt stood reflexively in his heart.

But...

"Gu...!?"

Your whole body is tightened like an invisible giant's hand.An intense pressure (pressure) that doesn't move your hands or feet, and doesn't even allow you to breathe.

Shortly thereafter, the Sari Gara (from the Kuriri) in Klimt's hand disappeared into the sky to melt.I was able to seal off the power that I had to maintain my battles.

It was more obvious than looking at the fire that it was due to the technique of Weiwei (depression).

Even if it is the same procedure, the precision of Zhen Dou (properly) is different, the density is different, and the concentration is different.Perfectly enclosed, the current Klimt can't even use its beginnings.

However, even if Klimt could do his best, he would not have been able to stop the next sword of Weiwei (depression).

Like a weightless person, weiwei (depressed) wields a sword that closes the distance from Klimt at a speed reminiscent of the wind.There was no hostility, no will to fight, and no sense of rolling.And yet, I don't feel like I can prevent it.I don't feel like it.

"--- Nakaki Absolute Blade, Turning"

As soon as he heard the voice, Klimt saw the sight of his neck flying through the air.If it hadn't reflexively protected the neck with its right arm, it would undoubtedly have been a sight of reality.

The flash of depression cuts through the darkness with every Klimt.

With a slight delay, a large amount of blood splashes were scattered, and a thudding sound was made, creating a red stain on the floor.The source of the blood spray is Klimt's right arm, which was slashed.

Kurt!!

Until then, without disturbing the Klimt, the screams began simultaneously from the mouths of Lan and Yamato, who were watching the situation while drinking their clenched saliva.

Speaking of Klimt, he couldn't afford to return his voice to both of them, and while holding down the wound on his right arm that had been slashed, he kept a distance from the depression.Now that he's some distance away, he can't escape from the old man in front of him, but Klimt is looking for a way to survive the severe pain.Meanwhile, the scream did not get a single distressing voice.

And when she saw it, her mouth fluttered quietly.

"Did you protect your neck at the expense of a right arm?"It was clear that there was no other way to overcome the current sword, but there were not many swordsmen who could reluctantly put it into action.Young but brilliant balls. "

"... should I say" Azumi, honored "to compliment you...?"

When Klimt retorted as he endured the severe pain, Wei Rui (depressed) flickered his smile on his face for the first time.

"I don't hate the strength of the losing Qi that keeps slapping my mouth throughout this period.Did you say Kurt, or did you say anything?Tell me if you have one. I will tell the ceremony department and deliver your will to my family. "

"Huh... that's a lot of care..."

For a moment, my sister's face passed through her head, but Klimt kept it away on his own.It would be a lie to say that I was not shaken by Wei Wei's offer, but Klimt's pride does not allow me to implore the person who killed me.

It seemed unlikely that a man who cut off his subordinates would lawfully keep his promise to his enemy, the Klimt.

Klimt responded to Wei Wei (depressed) without feeling offended, nodding lightly.

"Then all I can do is not prolong my suffering any longer."

Saying goodbye, Wei Wei (depressed) walked up to Klimt and waved his sword - no, he tried to.

However, the blade stops in the air before it cuts off Klimt's neck.

Because the orchid broke between Klimt and Weiwei and tried to stop Weiwei's blade with her body.

Wei Rui raised his right eyebrow and looked at the orchid.There is a slight bewilderment in the expression.

Mr. Fang's leader, Wei Rui, naturally has no hesitation in slaying demons.That said, I didn't have the hobby of slashing a girl who wasn't old enough, and who wasn't a swordsman.

"It's better to retreat." Or else, I'll cut you off. "

I won't quit!

The run immediately swept away the warning of Wei Wei (depression).It's not that I'm determined.Her legs are trembling, and her eyes are shaking with fear as she desperately looks back at Wei Wei (depressed).Still, Lan didn't try to move from the spot.

"He is not a Light God, but a human swordsman who guards the gate.Three hundred years ago, I was the one who betrayed the Omushira Demon Clan and locked up in the demon realm. "

"Even so, Kurt protected me and my brother!You have protected us from the Light God Sect!We, the Royal Family of Tsubayama, will never forget our gratitude! ”

"... I see."

Listening to Lan's hard voice, Wei Lu understood the futility of persuasion and sighed with a small sigh.

In any case, in the sense of knowing the secret, my sister and brother are also targets for final disposition.As a depressive, I was thinking of taking the two of them to the main shrine of the Kwangjin Shrine to be consulted by the Pope, but if they seem to have isolation from the Kwangjin Shrine so far, they will not quietly follow the depressive.

Even so, Zendo's shallow thoughts and depressions are blurred in his heart.I was envious of my own bad luck that I could not wander under my command.In this regard, even the ceremonial section with many attractive young people is envious.

In any case, the means that could be taken here were decided.If the Royal Family of Tsuboyama is to be martyred by grace, Usui (depressed) will only do what Mr. Higashi has to do as the head of his family.

"Very well, then, martyrdom by his grace, Princess of the Mountains."

That's when Wei Wei (depressed) tried to cut off Lan's thin neck.

― ― Suddenly, Wei Wei (depressed) kicked the floor and quickly jumped backwards.Immediately thereafter, Hida (crumb), which had flown in with tremendous force, torn the space where the depressive head had been until then.

Hida (crushing) is basically a pebble, but the bounced Hida (crushing) easily crushes a person's body with enough skill and enough silk.Had it not been for the depression, Hida would surely have crushed his skull.

Hida (Crushing) still does not stop, but attacks two or three times continuously toward the backwardly lowered Weiwei (depression).Each time, Wei Wei continued to fly back and fly through the dust.

As a result, the distance between the vortex and the run opens up greatly.Seeing that, you thought you had had enough, and the Hida that was attacking Weiwei stopped.

What the hell happened?Without knowing why, Lan blinked his eyes, and soon realized that a boy was standing on the straight line connecting himself to Weiwei.

Gray, patchy hair and reddish-colored (shakudo) skin.Both eyes glowed brightly with a desperate desire to fight, and a horn protruded from her forehead as if to pierce the sky.

The colour of the robe (senpo) worn by the boy whose face is full of youth and wisdom is black.It belonged to the Nakayama Army.

"...... Black Wolf Kagari. Have you been here long?"

Kagari, the demon boy who heard Wei Wei's (depressed) words, laughed unstoppably.