"...As I said, those are just boring complaints from a boring old man, why do you have to show that expression?"
The old man looked sad and turned his head away.
"Alas... Why do you always say such lonely words? The swordsman who is as graceful as the wind is supposed to be my strong enemy... Although it is no longer possible in this life...
..."
"But one day -"
Boom!
In a daze, it seemed like there was a flame between the two of them.
The old man's eyes were extremely bright, full of hope, as he looked at the swordsman.
"It will be on another stage——"
"...or, woohoo...if this is hell...!"
Huhuhu——————
It is obviously a quiet and elegant Lingyan Cave——
"I, too, want to eat ghost meat raw, stand up, and -"
"Duel!"
The swordsman smiled.
Facing the old man’s struggle——
Smile happily and be satisfied.
"No need to worry, and... no need to lament."
"What?"
The old man was a little confused.
"Just now, I... did compete with Miyamoto Musashi."
"I have already seen what a true second-rate person is."
"So...you don't have to worry, old man."
He closed his eyes.
"The new Musashi...has indeed reached the so-called [zero] realm in front of me."
The old man——somewhat shocked.
But it doesn't seem surprising.
He just nodded mechanically.
"I see."
"...Haha, woohoo..."
"If you say so, then I believe it."
"Musashi arrived at the Sky Seat and learned about [Zero]."
"That's it, that's it...this is it, my destiny... Sasaki Kojiro..."
"This is..."
"What a deal..."
"What a lovely talk..."
"It's really...a beautiful story suitable for me to calm my soul...yes..."
The old man closed his eyes.
"Farewell, Shinmon Musashi."
At the end, he heard this sound.
"Farewell, Shinmon Musashi and Fujiwara Genshin."
The old man smiled with satisfaction.
"These are my lifelong rivals who we should have never met once -"
"Farewell."
...
"Thank you very much, Mr. Fujimaru Ritsuka. I'm really sorry that I couldn't express my gratitude properly..."
"after all......"
Qingji turned her head and looked towards the rustic city.
The rustic city has turned into ruins, undoubtedly a pile of ruins.
Even if Muramasa's sword did not affect the city, the rustic city would never have survived. The rustic city had already been integrated with the sorcerer Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's magic, so when the sorcerer disappeared, the rustic city
The city will just collapse together, regardless of whether it was slashed or not.
Moreover, the destruction of the rustic city means...
"...On behalf of my father and the people, I would like to express my most sincere gratitude to you."
Kiyohime suppressed the sadness in her eyes, still maintained her demeanor as a princess, and showed courtesy to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Although my father escaped because he happened not to be in the city at night, he was still seriously injured, and everyone else in the city..."
Fujimaru Ritsuka and Kiyohime stood side by side, looking at the ruins.
"In the short term, it will be impossible to restore it to the original state. The part below the city is still in good condition, but inside the city..."
"...I will revive the rustic city."
Qingji said seriously.
"well?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at Kiyohime in surprise.
Kiyohime didn't mention anything about traveling the world with Fujimaru Ritsuka, but...
"Rustic Castle is the second largest city after Edo Castle. Even for the sake of the people who died, I have to work hard!"
Qing Ji clenched her fist.
This horrific incident did not seem to make Her Royal Highness the Princess fall into depression. Instead, it seemed to inspire some fighting spirit in other aspects.
"Hmm...Actually, I still wanted to return to Edo, but if I just help deal with the aftermath of the fire, I can help."
"But my small shop has been completely scrapped... ugh... where should I do business in the future..."
Looking at her already messy hotel, Xiaoyu showed an expression that was about to cry.
"Then! Please ask Miss Xiaoyu to cook some food for the victims here! It just so happens that the houses here don't appear to be much damaged!"
Princess Kiyohime is full of energy.
"Hey, hey, hey? But I still have to help people take care of their children, and... there is also the guy who has been in a coma all day who needs me to take care of him. If this is the case, don't look for other problems.
Let me do it, okay?"
Xiaoyu looked like she was completely numb.
"Such a thing must be done by a strong man, right? Or someone as strong as a man... Ah, by the way, where did Ms. Musashi go?"
Xiaoyu raised her head, a little curious.
"And Mr. Muramasa, it seems he hasn't been seen since then?"
The expression on Fujimaru Ritsuka's face was somewhat frozen.
Her expression made both Xiaoyu and Qingji pause, and then showed a somewhat sad expression.
"Sorry, we didn't know..."
Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed and wanted to comfort Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"No, I think there is still some hope... Musashi-chan is not an ordinary person. She said she would meet me one day, and there is no body of hers in the ruins, right? She must be
He has gone to other worlds, and as for Mr. Muramasa..."
"Mr. Kotaro, what do you think?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Kotaro hopefully.
But Kotaro shook his head slightly after a period of silence.
"Sorry, Master."
"Boss, I am the only one who has maintained normal contact with Chaldea throughout the whole process. Mr. Zuocun and Mr. Muramasa were unable to get the Spiritual Portrait to land because of the special nature of this world, so...
.Sir Muramasa’s spiritual power will not be recorded.”
"...In other words, Mr. Muramasa will never meet again, and we...will not come to this boss again, right?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his head and looked into the distance, looking at the collapsed rustic city.
She suddenly - a little reluctant to give up.
It’s not that I feel reluctant to leave, but after knowing that I will never see this place again, I always have a... strange feeling.
"Huh? Sister, won't you go back to grandpa's thatched cottage with us?"
Azao walked out with his younger brother Tasuke on his back and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with wide eyes.
"...Well, maybe, there is nothing we can do."
Fujimaru Ritsuka pursed her lips and smiled helplessly.
"Oh...? No, sewing, I don't want to be like this..."
Ah Sui was strong enough, but when he heard that he would never be seen again, he still looked like he wanted to cry.
"Grandpa has gone somewhere. Are my eldest sister and eldest brother leaving now too...?"