"Hehe, okay, Empireo, don't bully Danzo. She is just a robot after all, isn't she? And...I don't want her to seriously kill Miyamoto Musashi and Samura Anno.
Those two guys."
Limbo's weird laughter gives people goosebumps.
"Danzo, go and guide Archer Inferno who is wandering outside, and let her kill the guy named Fujimaru Ritsuka...be careful not to kill Miyamoto Musashi and Samura Yasu.
No, even for a heroic swordsman, it would be too difficult to deal with two 'unparalleled people in the world' at the same time. The one you want to kill is the Master of Chaldea named Fujimaru Ritsuka?"
Limbo gave his instructions to Kato Danzo seriously.
"Yes, confirm command input, accept."
"Follow your orders, Master."
Kato Danzo accepted the order from Limbo, opened his eyes again, rotated the parts in his joints, and stood up.
"Ah, there is one more thing, Danzo."
Limbo continued.
"Recently, the samurai generals sent by Lord Iemitsu have stationed themselves in the rustic castle. You can hide in them. If you want to identify yourself, just use the spies sent by the shogunate. Do you understand? The monk will help you with this aspect of your resume.
."
"Okay, Danzo, don't forget to lure Archer Inferno to assassinate Fujimaru Ritsuka, and then kill Miyamoto Musashi as much as possible. As for Samura Anno, he is just a servant. We will naturally deal with him later.
,do you understand?"
"——Follow your orders."
--call out!
In the blink of an eye, with just the sound of his palm tapping the table, Kato Danzo disappeared from the spot.
The samurai armed with a long sword looked at where Kato Danzo was standing and narrowed his eyes.
Heartbeat...nothing.
Not human?
"Your action figures are disgusting, Limbo."
Saber Empireo expressed her opinion in a disgusting tone.
"Haha, don't be like this Empireo." Limbo chuckled twice and half-covered his mouth, "Don't underestimate this kid? At least, let's see the results first."
"Although I'm not sure whether Fujimaru Ritsuka will die, but——"
"The temperature of Archer Inferno's flames is extremely hot even for me."
"No matter what the outcome is, it will lead to the loss of life, right?"
...
midnight.
Fujimaru Ritsuka felt dazed.
"Your Excellency Zuocun."
Miyamoto Musashi had sat up at some point, put Myojin Kiri Muramasa on his lap, grabbed the handle of the demon sword with one hand, and looked to the other side of the room.
Zuo Cun has also sat up - or he hasn't slept since the beginning.
Holding He He in my arms, this sharp blade that once killed evil spirits can be unsheathed at any time.
"I feel it, Shinmon Musashi."
"The air... smells of fire."
Zuo Cun stared at the flickering candlelight in the house, which had a slightly solemn meaning.
It's not the smell of candle flames or candles about to burn out.
But...
The crackling sea of fire was mixed with the smell of murder filled with malice.
Anyone who has ever had blood on a knife is particularly familiar with this smell.
"let's go."
Zuo Cun stood up.
Nodding, Musashi also stood up.
In the room, the two children, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Fuma Kotaro, who was still in a state of unconsciousness, and Miss Kotama, were all sleeping peacefully... There was no need to wake them up.
call out--
After a soft sound, two people jumped out of the window.
Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to notice some movement, and opened his eyes in a daze.
"Mr. Samura, Musashi-chan...? Hey...?"
...
Snap.
"I clearly said that these things will not enter the city...Does this count as welcoming us?"
Miyamoto Musashi looked at the countless evil spirits that surrounded him after he landed, and sighed helplessly.
"The other party should have come here with some intention."
Zuocun had already pulled out the pheasant feathers and looked around.
"Can't you forgive us for killing one of those guys?"
Musashi snorted coldly.
Heroic Swordsman......
No matter whether it is a heroic spirit or a swordsman, you will never admit that you are related to that kind of thing, right?
Wuwuwu——————
As if because of Musashi's provocation, the black metamorphosis became restless and rushed toward the two of them.
"Stop saying anything, Lord Musashi."
Zuo Cun is not a talkative person...at least in this spiritual base at the moment, he is not a talkative person.
"Just kill them all."
call out--
Sword Power, Two Wings.
The emerald green sword light flashed, and Zuo Cun took the lead and entered the black monster.
"Hey!? Wait for me!"
Miyamoto Musashi also hurriedly broke into the enemy's formation unwilling to admit defeat. All the adjectives he originally planned to say before starting to kill were suppressed in his stomach.
The sword flashed by, causing a crackling sound. Fujimaru Ritsuka had completely woken up, and trotted downstairs anxiously.
"Mr. Samura, dear Musashi!"
She was a little anxious and had to lower her voice and call to the two of them.
Zheng——
Zuo Cun's wakizashi cut off the head of a metamorphosis without any hindrance. The metamorphosis fell to the ground wailing and turned into a mass of twisted black energy, which would soon be destroyed by ashes.
"Lord Musashi!"
On the other side, Miyamoto Musashi also chopped off the head of the last metamorphosis.
"This breath..."
Bang——
A burst of sound came through the air.
The pupils of Anno Zumura and Miyamoto Musashi shrank suddenly at the same time.
This voice is——————
Bang——!
call out!!!
An arrow, wrapped in flames, came from a distance, from the end of the street.
Samura felt his heart skip a beat. He unsheathed the crane and was in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka almost instantly.
Bang————
Ping!!!
The arrow was chopped open.
Zuo Cun gasped with fear.
That arrow was aimed at... Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart.
If he hadn't noticed it right away and rushed to Fujimaru Ritsuka, the consequences... his part-time job would have been disastrous.
Therefore, Zuo Cun looked away angrily.
"The insect wandering in the castle town, one of the six evil ghost leaders...just show up, your hiding is meaningless."
Zuo Cun's voice seemed to come from Abi Hell.
"This smell is really disgusting."
Musashi showed a look of nausea.
"Not only is there the smell of blood, but the most important thing is the smell of burnt dregs that seems to turn everything into coke."
"No matter what it is...this shouldn't be the smell that comes out under the sun, right?"
"Mr. Zuomura..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka was still in a state of just waking up and was a little confused.
And at the end of the street, an evil ghost finally appeared.