"Assassin Paraiso, I want to - ask you a question."
After cleaning up the reincarnations and snake shadows summoned by Assassin Paraiso, the mansion of Matsudaira Shita was in a mess, and Kotaro's eyes were almost filled with rage.
He stopped on the eaves and asked Assassin Paraiso who was standing below with a wakizashi in his hand.
"Do you also have the so-called karma of all kinds of murders in your body?"
"Has your original will as a heroic spirit been distorted!?"
"You would actually ask such a question?"
Assassin Paraiso has a smile on his face.
"Don't you understand the nature of our heroic swordsmen at all?"
"I thought that by killing Lancer Purgatorio and Archer Inferno, you would be able to grasp even a little bit of the key points."
The red light in her eyes was erratic - but there was no doubt that everything contained in it was malicious.
"We are shadows engraved on the throne of human reason. We are neither undead nor resentful spirits nor evil spirits - nor heroic spirits."
"Those who hold the blade that cuts the world apart are the heroic swordsmen - in other words, we are the storm in human form!"
"No matter whether the opponent is male, female, old or young, he will kill with a smile, even a child - this is the heroic swordsman!"
"We are the human world's purging device!"
Zheng——
boom!!!
Musashi couldn't listen anymore. He raised Myojin Kiri Muramasa in his hand and slammed it down. It hit the ground with an almost explosive sound.
Assassin Paraiso quickly avoided it, not daring to make a direct connection.
"You guy...should not exist in this world at all!"
Musashi also felt a little bit like Samura.
Fuma Kotaro asked through gritted teeth.
"You guys - don't your hearts hurt!?"
"You mean, heart?"
Facing Kotaro's questioning, Assassin Paraiso seemed to have heard some funny words.
"I don't know who you are - but you are such a sentimental bastard."
"Even if it wasn't the scene like this, even if it was an ordinary Holy Grail War - so what? With so many heroic spirits gathered to fight endlessly, in such a situation, would you ask the words you just asked?"
She asked Kotaro in return.
"You ask others whether the heart hurts, whether it hurts to kill for a wish?"
"It's really, really ridiculous!"
"I'm not asking you from the perspective of a heroic spirit... You are also a ninja."
There was sadness in Kotaro's eyes.
"I'll ask you again - doesn't your heart hurt?"
Killing the old and the weak, killing women and children, killing the defenseless, killing the innocent and wronged - wouldn't there be even a little feeling in the heart for such killing?
Assassin Paraiso fell silent.
She stared at Kotaro for more than ten seconds.
"Your immature look is really unsightly."
She commented with disgust.
"you are wrong."
"I'm better than you."
Fuma Kotaro said this in an extremely calm voice.
"If you have the ability - come and try it."
This kind of calm provocation is particularly effective for Assassin Paraiso.
Assassin Paraiso's face twisted almost instantly, and anger and resentment almost burst out of his eyes.
"You beast————"
"How dare you, a mere Feng Mo brat, be so arrogant in front of me - it's really annoying!"
"Look at me twisting off your head and using it as bait for my snake! I have no interest in the so-called taste of your heart in your mouth, let the snake taste it!"
"Your challenge—I, the fifth-generation leader of the Fuma clan, Fuma Kotaro, accepts it!"
Fuma Kotaro snorted coldly and jumped up under the blood moon.
"Lord Musashi, please don't interfere - this is a necessary battle between ninjas!"
Fuma Kotaro said to Musashi.
Musashi, who originally wanted to step forward with Fuma Kotaro, suddenly stopped.
She could feel it—feel the overflowing anger in Fuma Kotaro.
Perhaps because his opponent was also a ninja, Fuma Kotaro's killing intent was almost at its maximum.
Assassin Paraiso is faster, but Fuma Kotaro's reflexes and destructive power are significantly higher.
Both sides were flashing in the space in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka, fighting with all their strength for their own ideals.
"It's just a heroic spirit - I gained this power through the distortion and loss of control of my spirit base!"
"Want to beat me - impossible!!!"
The wakizashi slashed out, but Kotaro easily caught it, and in an instant counterattack, another kunai pierced directly into Assassin Paraiso's body from an extremely tricky angle.
"Uh-huh——"
She screamed in pain and moved away quickly.
"No matter how powerful you think you are, how invincible you think you are - there will always be weak and ugly parts!"
Fuma Kotaro shouted, and threw three kunai at the same time. The kunai kept hitting in the air. Assassin Paraiso couldn't dodge, and a kunai was inserted into his neck, and blood spurted out instantly.
In his rage, Kotaro didn't leave Assassin Paraiso any more opportunities. He immediately followed him, grabbed the kunai that stabbed into Assassin Paraiso's neck, and made a sharp stroke——
Zheng——
Assassin Paraiso's head flew up in response.
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"The heroic swordsman dare not face the fact that he has been reduced to a blade!"
"A ninja without a heart is just a miserable blade after all - you who forget this are truly immature!"
If it were an ordinary battle, it would have been over in the last moment.
"Get up, I know you're not dead."
Holding two kunai and looking at Assassin Paraiso whose head had returned to his neck at some point, Fuma Kotaro said coldly.
"What a...little kid who doesn't understand the charm..."
There was resentment in Assassin Paraiso's voice.
"We cannot be killed."
"No matter how sophisticated the attack is, it will be ineffective against us."
"Your rhetoric is the same as cutting off my head. It has no effect."
"I said, we are the corpses of heroic spirits, not the heroes who lived in the past - don't you understand?"
She roared, and purple miasma burned around her body. Fuma Kotaro saw something was wrong and immediately took a few steps back.
There are indeed other natures hidden in her body!
Musashi blinked.
She suddenly picked up the Myojin Kiri Muramasa in her hand.
Then he threw it at Assassin Paraiso.
Assassin Paraiso almost didn't react.
"What!?"
After narrowly escaping Myojin Kiri Muramasa, everyone in Assassin Paraiso was dumbfounded.
No, this kind of demon sword, a huge property - you actually throw it around like this!?
It's a bit too much of a waste of natural resources!