Chapter 479: Drawing the Sword
"Aze?"
“Aze…!”
"elder brother!"
"What are you going to do?"
I seemed to hear the surprised voices of Kurama Genjurō and his friends, and even the tourists in the queue seemed to be shouting in astonishment.
Unfortunately, Aize couldn't hear clearly anymore.
The only sound he could hear was the strong heartbeat in his chest, which drowned out all other sounds. The inexplicable impulse in his heart made him break away from the crowd and walk onto the platform.
By the time Aize reacted, he had already arrived in front of the knife stuck in the rock.
“Zheng…”
The faint light emitted from the blade seemed to become brighter, and the flickering rhythm was in tune with Aize's heartbeat, as if urging something, as if looking forward to something.
“————”
Aize stared at the knife in front of him, and the rumors about this divine sword flashed through his mind.
Those rumors were more like myths and legends than history, and Aize certainly had no way of verifying their authenticity.
Not to mention him, a foreign relative who had only lived in Hoori for two or three months in the past year, even the people who were born and raised in the local area only regarded those rumors as stories. Except for the older generation who still believed in them, the new generation had already regarded it as superstition.
Including Aize in the past, they also regarded this as a kind of superstition, or a bait commonly used by tourist attractions to increase their appeal.
Tourist destinations in most countries have this kind of thing, which relates some local characteristics to myths and legends to increase the sense of mystery and attraction, so that foreign tourists come to consume with interest.
If hot springs like the one in Hoori can really cure all diseases, make people's skin whiter and smoother, and have the same effect as a panacea, then the hot springs here will not be a paid service provided to tourists, but will be unilaterally and compulsorily collected by the state.
In addition to the abnormalities in his body when he set foot in the shrine in the past, although Aize knew about the existence of Cong Yuwan, he had never been interested in it. It was not until today that he had this wonderful experience that made him realize the extraordinaryness of this knife and this small town.
Aize was not sure whether the myths and legends were true.
But there is one thing Aize is sure of.
That is, the divine sword in front of him is definitely not an ordinary tourist attraction prop.
It is just like the legendary Sword in the Stone of King Arthur. No one has ever been able to pull it out before the Chosen King appears.
Maybe there is some mechanism inside... This was what Aize thought before.
But now, he can deny it.
No one can indeed pull out this divine sword.
Because it is waiting for the person it has chosen to arrive.
"Crackle——"
When Aize reached out to grasp Cong Yuwan's hilt, he felt a numbness in his palm as if he was hit by an invisible electric current.
Immediately, a clear and palpable feeling of joy, kindness and friendliness was transmitted to him through the knife in his hand.
Aize didn't hesitate and exerted a little force.
"Zheng!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound of grinding iron, the divine sword that had never been pulled out by anyone before was easily pulled out by Aize.
The cold light flashed across the blade for a moment, then slowly receded, making the divine sword that originally seemed a little mysterious become restrained, simple, and ordinary.
Holding the knife, Aize felt as if his arm had been extended, and he actually had a feeling of being in perfect harmony with the knife in his hand.
This feeling is something I have never experienced when holding any tool in the past.
Aize, who has been able to wield various weapons and tools like art since he was a child, has held real swords in the past, but holding those swords is no different from holding ordinary sticks or branches. He just can use them well, and there is nothing special about them.
But it was different at this moment. The feeling of holding Cong Yuwan was like merging with an incredible soul and resonating with it, making Aize instantly like this feeling.
At the same time, the divine sword in his hand seemed to have the same feeling. An emotion of joy, excitement and happiness was transmitted through the handle, as if it was saying "I finally waited for you", which was smart and magical.
When Aize finished experiencing this incredible feeling and shifted his gaze away from the knife in his hand and turned to look at the people below the platform, he immediately saw that everyone in the audience fell into silence, staring at him in a daze.
Especially Kurama Genjuro and others, they looked at Aize with shock.
"Aze! You, you pulled out the Imperial Sword?!"
Ma Tingluhua was extremely shocked.
“Is this true or not?”
Kurama Rentaro also looked shocked.
"elder brother……"
Kurama Koharu covered her mouth and stared at him with wide eyes.
All three of them were locals who were born and raised there. Not only were they familiar with the rumors about Cong Yu Wan, but they had all tried to draw their swords in the past to varying degrees, and all had failed without exception.
They had also witnessed the failure of countless people. After living on this land for more than ten years, they had never heard of anyone who could pull out the Imperial Sword. They had even suspected whether there was some conspiracy behind this activity. However, when they asked their parents about it, they were scolded and received negative answers again and again.
Over time, they have become accustomed to the failure of the sword-drawing ceremony, and have become even more accustomed to seeing Cong Yuwan standing firm on the rock.
But today, their habitual thinking was broken.
Their childhood sweetheart (cousin), who had grown up with them, pulled out the divine sword, Cong Yuwan, which had never been pulled out in decades.
"Aze, you..."
Kurama Genjuro looked at this scene, and after being surprised, he showed a serious expression.
"Mr. Genjuro!"
"Mr. Xuanjuro, this..."
In the shrine, some clergymen and staff hurriedly ran to Kurama Genjuro, looking at a loss.
Kurama Genjuro did not hesitate and immediately gave instructions to the people around him.
"First, arrange for the tourists to leave, suspend the public activities, and immediately notify the Lord... Mr. An Qing."
After hearing Kurama Genjuro's instructions, everyone calmed down a little and started to get ready.
Although Kurama Genjuro is not a related person of the shrine, he is an elder who is very respected in Hoori. The Kurama family is a very old family in Hoori Town. From generation to generation, there are people who can occupy important positions or status in Hoori Town and are very prestigious.
Therefore, Kurama Genjuro became the executive committee member of the Kasuga Festival, the most important festival in Hoori Town, and was responsible for handling various chores during the festival.
In such circumstances, even the clergy of Kenjiro Shrine would obey the instructions of Kurama Genjuro.
only……
"I didn't expect that such a day would actually come..."
Kurama Genjuro looked at his grandson with a complicated expression as he stood on the rock. Although he was being pointed at, he was just a little uncomfortable and remained calm at all.
There was both sorrow and relief in his eyes.
…………
This day was undoubtedly a restless day for Suizhi Town.
Because the news was not prevented from leaking out, and there were many witnesses at the time, it was impossible to stop the rumor from spreading. As a result, in less than half a day, everyone in the town of Suizhi knew about the incident.
"The Imperial Sword was pulled out?"
"Really?"
"There is actually someone who can pull out the Imperial Divine Sword?"
"And he is Mr. Genjuro Kurama's grandson?"
“This is really incredible!”
People were surprised, stunned, and noisy, making the entire town of Hoori even more lively than during the festival in less than half a day.
Whether on the streets, in shops, or in every house, people were discussing this matter, making the rumors spread like wildfire.
If outsiders were merely shocked and stunned, then for the people of Kenjiro Shrine, this was a major event that was enough to shake them.
"What did you say?"
A man wearing the attire of a god and with a kind face suddenly opened his eyes, which were usually narrowed, wide with shock beyond words.
"The Imperial Sword... Cong Yu Wan was pulled out by someone?"
It can be seen that the God himself was very surprised by this matter, and even a little dazed and shaken.
"Yes, Mr. An Qing." A clergyman said truthfully: "This is a scene witnessed by many people, including me, so Mr. Xuanjuro immediately took action, stopped the sword-drawing ceremony, and asked me to inform you."
“This is really…” The God Lord pursed his lips, his expression changing constantly.
After a long time, the God Lord sighed and said something.
"Do you know who pulled out the Cong Yu Wan?"
"Yes." The clergyman reported with his head down: "The other party seems to be Mr. Xuanjuro's grandson."
"Mr. Xuanjuro's grandson?" The god's heart moved, and he said, "So, the other party is a local of our Hoori?"
"Half, right?" The clergyman seemed to have really found out Aize's basic identity information and said, "The child's father seems to be from the big country in the East, and the mother is Mr. Xuanjuro's daughter, a native of Hoori, so half of the child's bloodline is from Hoori."
"I heard that he has been staying here since he was a child, but he has rarely come here in recent years. He only came back today to help the inn run by Mr. Xuanjuro. As a result, he accidentally entered the shrine and pulled out the sacred sword..."
Listening to the information constantly reported by the clergy, the Lord's expression became uncertain again.
After a while, the God Lord seemed to have made an important decision.
"Where is the child now?" the lord asked. "Is he still in the shrine?"
"Yes." The clergyman immediately replied: "Mr. Xuan Julang asked his grandson to stay here temporarily, saying that he would come back to talk to you, Mr. An Qing later."
"That's good." The Lord God relaxed his expression and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Please work with others to arrange the aftermath of the event. Once Mr. Xuanjuro has finished his work, let him come to my side."
The clergyman nodded and stepped back.
The God Lord watched the other party leave, then stood up and went to a room.
That was the room where his daughter, Hoori's miko-sama, was.
She must be made aware of this.
Moreover, she had to find a way to cooperate with him and do that thing well...
"I hope Yoshino won't be upset..."
…………
Gradually, it began to darken.
The lively festival has ended, and the number of people on the streets has begun to decrease, so that each household has begun to turn on its lights, illuminating the streets full of Japanese and Beijing style.
At this time, Hoori is like the countryside. There are not many activities at night, and it is not like the big cities with neon lights everywhere. It makes the place full of quiet, peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
But at this time, Aize was still in the shrine and did not leave.
"...By the way, how long do you want me to wait here?"
Aize, who was sitting on the floor, was beginning to become impatient.
After he pulled out Cong Yu Wan and the God Sword, all the outsiders present were asked to leave. Even Ma Ting Luhua and the siblings of the Kurama family were called away by Kurama Genjuro, leaving him alone here without even a chance to say hello. No one cared about them.
"Just stay here for a while, don't go away."
Kurama Genjuro himself just threw this sentence to Aize and left in a hurry.
Aize had no complaints about this.
After all, he has realized that the Divine Sword he pulled out is not an ordinary event prop, and there are some incredible secrets hidden in this small town. Aize can naturally understand that the fact that he pulled out Cong Yuwan may not be a trivial matter.
In addition, he was very curious and interested in the secrets, so Aize stayed and prepared to see how things would develop next.
But even he didn't expect that he would wait from day to night.
He set out in the morning, flew to Neon, then took a two-hour train ride to the nearest station to Hoori, and then took a taxi for another half an hour to get to Hoori. He didn't eat a single grain of rice during the entire trip and only drank a little water.
Now, he had waited from day till night without even a sip of water. He could be said to have been hungry the entire day and his stomach began to growl.
After waiting for so long and feeling dizzy and hungry, coupled with the exhausting journey, it would be impossible for Aize to still sit still.
"Are you planning to put me under house arrest and starve me to death here?"
Aize raised the Cong Yuwan that he had been holding in his hand and said something jokingly.
"You are not actually a divine sword, but a cursed demonic sword that was sealed here, and I accidentally unsealed it, which is why I am regarded as a nuisance by the people here, right?"
As soon as he said this, a dissatisfied voice responded to him in this silent and deserted shrine.
"Myougumimaru is not some cursed magic sword!"
(End of this chapter)
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