Chapter 38 The Bloody Sword Kills the Hero (1, 2)
The pink-haired "Yuji Itadori" and the black-haired Megumi Fushiguro started fighting, and the noise was earth-shaking and affected a wide range of areas.
The Fusangshen were hiding in a distant residential building that had been evacuated. When a humanoid object hit them hard, they had to reveal their bodies and hide in a panic.
Is this the fighting power that humans should have? Even the powerful Onmyoji of the Heian period is only this powerful!
They also don't know why Yuji Itadori went crazy, hurt himself and attacked his classmates. But at present, Yuji Itadori has lost his heart, and he will die when the time comes.
Their only remaining task was to destroy the Tracing Army.
The short sword has the most agile movements, so it should be easy for him to dodge the gravel, but...
Meiko pulled the distracted Rantoshiro away from the collapsed pillar for the second time and asked him as quietly as possible: "What's wrong?"
Rantoshiro picked up the little fox that was running in a panic and held it tightly in his arms for warmth.
There was fear in his voice: "That Itadori Yuji might be possessed by Ryoumen Sukuna!"
"Ryomen Sukuna? Is it the ghost in Mr. Tsuru's book?" Chokudaikiri Mitsutada had heard of it. After all, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was punished by the Shinsengumi for telling a story to scare the tanto.
"Yes, four eyes, four arms, black curse marks on the body... "The Curse King" Ryoumen Sukuna! I can't remember it wrong! It's definitely him!"
Rantoshiro took the time to relay the half-true, half-false information in the story to his team members, and at the same time led the others to another observation point he had found earlier.
"If it's true, then this will be a tricky situation." Yakiri Hasebe took Tsurumaru's "forbidden book" from Shirasuga that day, simply flipped through the first two pages, and then destroyed it neatly.
But just a cursory reading of a few pages is enough to know the powerful and evil nature of this "curse".
"Whether it is the 'Cursed King' you mentioned or not, we don't need to care. As long as we can stop the advancing army from approaching, we will have accomplished our mission!" Mitsutada Sukudai is still relatively optimistic.
"So where is the upstream army? We haven't seen them in so many days! Have they given up on this node?" Kashuu Kiyomitsu grabbed the slower Mikazuki Munechika to prevent him from falling behind.
"No." Mikazuki Munechika revealed a big secret in a casual tone.
Even in critical moments, this ancient sword from the Heian period speaks calmly.
"Perhaps history has been changed? It is precisely because the future is already drifting away that we have to go back to stop it."
"What?!" Yakiri Hasebe was so frightened that his voice broke.
"Hahaha, didn't you realize that this is the first time the government has told you: 'You can use any means necessary for this mission'?"
Reaching out to brush away the dust on his shoulders, one of the "Five Swordsmen of the World" with eyes like the bright moon in the sky curved his eyebrows and spoke in a voice as deafening as pearls falling on a plate: "Because the government has already fought a desperate battle and there is no way back."
Ryoumen Sukuna, who was teasing Fushiguro Megumi, noticed a few small ants in the corner.
Mercifully, he looked away for two seconds.
He has no cursed power and is just an ordinary person.
The flesh and blood looked like twigs and stones, dry and unpalatable.
Forget it, just leave it alone. It’s more interesting to listen to the sorcerer’s desperate roar.
At this time, the Nine Square Formation arrived late.
Tsukumogami could see from a good angle from a distance that the place where Kyufangzhen got off was a little far from Ryomen Sukuna, and the black-haired boy was groping his way in that direction and tripped over an obstacle on the way.
"It's that one!" The little fox jumped up and down on Minghu's shoulder, "It's the blind man who came down the mountain that night!"
"If you're not blind, you should be able to see more clearly, right? Is this what humans call high myopia? Or night blindness? Like the crescent moon at night?"
"Then why don't you wear glasses? Akashi and Kamehameha have glasses!"
"Maybe it's because I think it's not pretty. I won't be cute if I cover my eyes."
"Hey, you two! You should consider the occasion when you talk about others!" Yakiri Hasebe wanted to give Kashuu Kiyomitsu and Rantoshiro an iron fist each to make them serious.
But no matter how vigilant they were, they could not find the enemy, nor the marching army that needed to be encircled and suppressed.
Instead, they watched a bloody battle.
The young man who had never been recorded was thrown to the ground by Ryomen Sukuna, his limbs twitching and he was unable to get up.
His head was stepped on and crushed, and blood splattered everywhere.
His consciousness seemed to have faded, but he was still trying to struggle with his limbs instinctively...
Even the Tsukumogami, who were used to seeing bloody scenes, felt a little uncomfortable.
Maybe he died here...
A boy with poor eyesight, facing an unfathomable and powerful enemy, fought desperately to the end with amazing willpower...
His personality may be erratic and irritable, but his spirit of fighting tenaciously and risking his life is recognized by them.
The swords more or less reminded me of the glorious old masters who once wielded them and adhered to the steadfast Bushido...
However, the boy might be of low status, not as important to the current situation as Yuji Itadori. The news of his death was covered up by Yuji Itadori's fake death, and it did not cause any waves, and even no records were circulated...
This is just like the thousands and thousands of soldiers who die beside the hero, unknown to the public.
Even the few people who were discussing the Nine Square Formation just now fell silent.
Whether it is the seriously injured Megumi Fushiguro who resisted, or the desperately struggling Kyushu Phalanx, such human beings deserve their respect.
They waited for events to develop, ready for action.
They had no chance to intervene in this fateful battle between humans and curse.
Their only duty is to prevent outside forces from destroying this epic chapter of human sacrifice.
And use your eyes and mind to remember this young man who failed to make waves in history.
“Ah—ah—”
The desperate and shrill roar in the distance could be heard clearly even by the Tsukumogami a thousand meters away.
The sentimental little fox couldn't bear to watch any longer and buried his face in Ming Fox's neck.
When the black-haired boy raised his head again, his skull was deformed, his nose was broken, and his chest was sunken. It was a horrible sight.
…
Then, they saw it.
They saw the curse power.
The dark tide spread very quickly, and towering waves rushed towards us.
The Fusangshen fled at least another 500 meters in a hurry.
He barely escaped from the ominous black cursed energy.
The observation point just now has been flooded, and the black tide has wrapped all the humans in the battle like a cocoon, trapping the three humans in the barrier and blocking the swords' vision.
They no longer knew what was happening inside.
Mitsutada Candlestick, who was almost sucked in, took a long breath in fear and said, "Luckily I escaped. I don't know what the situation is like in there?"
"Did the black-haired man just now unleash this level of power? Even the Tracing Army wouldn't dare to go in, right? I feel like it would shatter if it got close."
"Ah, although it's not very polite, it seems that I can feel a little relieved. It seems that Yuji Itadori's heart cannot be healed out of thin air, and he has entered this dangerous barrier. No matter how many retrograde troops come, they cannot change the result." Yakiri Hasebe said with a complicated expression.
They didn't say anything more about life and death, and waited quietly for the result. As long as they confirmed that Yuji Itadori was dead, and the cause of death was a broken heart, and he was resurrected from the dead, they could retire with their mission accomplished.
There was no trace of the Tracing Army this time. If those ugly creatures with bared fangs and claws still did not appear after the dust settled, then they should have given up on this node and retreated in shame.
As for what Mikazuki said about "history has changed", there is no solid evidence, it should be just speculation...
It's raining.
The rain fell on the black tent, creating ripples on the surface of the dark barrier.
The summer rainstorm poured down on their bodies, soaking their gorgeous battle uniforms. Their armor also became heavy, and the Fusangshen could not help but feel cold and uncomfortable.
Rantoshiro, who was wearing thin clothes, kicked his calves to shake off the water droplets on his bare legs.
Twisting his loose hair, he stared at the semicircular cocoon, not daring to look away.
With his detection ability, even a butterfly flying in would be spotted by him.
During the waiting time, the sounds were infinitely amplified, and the sounds of breathing and raindrops were clearly audible.
He was also the first to discover the change.
——Darkness, dissolved.
*
The interior covered by the semicircular cover finally appeared before their eyes.
In the huge circular area, the muddy bottom was scratched and pitted by knife marks. The two buildings covered had completely collapsed, with rubble and dust everywhere.
"Look!" Rantoshiro pointed to the corner of the ruins.
The two dark-haired students hugged each other tightly, the taller one seemed to be saying some soothing words, and the hugging arms gently supported the other.
Fushiguro Megumi shouldn't have died at this time. Now that she can still stand, it seems that she will not die early.
Another person was buried in his arms, his life or death unknown.
Soon, they were both on their knees, unconscious.
Chokudaikiri Mitsutada forced himself to look away.
"There!" Luan exclaimed again.
The pink-haired Yuji Itadori was lying far away on the ruins at the edge of the territory, curled up with his head in his hands, and he was still breathing!
Not dead!
The heart is healed!
How could it be? How could it be!
He shouldn't be cured at this time!
Yakiri Hasebe was 100% sure that the documents handed to him by the government at that time clearly stated: Yuji Itadori's heart was artificially hollowed out, and he died before being transferred to the high school, and his body was autopsied. It was at least a week later that he reappeared.
The price of bringing him back to life was the fuse of "that incident"!
It was because of his "100% real" death that he was able to conceal it from the eyes and ears of the sorcery world. As a result, he was able to move freely during the period of suspended animation, forming a chain of cause and effect.
Yakiri Hasebe was very sure that there was no sign of the retrograde army around Yuji Itadori all day today, and even for the whole seven days of this week!
Hasebe was in a brainstorm.
What changed history?
What saved him?
It seems that Yuji Itadori will be able to return to the technical high school alive, and all the events that were supposed to happen during his absence will be disrupted!
What should we do?
Do you want to... kill him?
A series of problems suddenly came before them, and even if they were overwhelmed, they had to make a decision as soon as possible!
After lying on the ground with his upper body naked and no black pattern on his body, Yuji Itadori finished his phone call. He then rolled under a wall to shelter from the wind and rain, and fell asleep exhausted with mud all over his body.
The young man, who had just been possessed by the Cursed King and gone mad, was now sleeping freely. He was no longer curled up in pain, but was stretched out with a look of relief and fatigue on his face.
After surviving the disaster, I should be having a good dream.
A sweet dream where everything is settled and everyone is safe.
Yakiri Hasebe clenched the hilt of the knife, sweat mixed with raindrops dripping down his face. The coldness and heaviness of his body coupled with the great psychological pressure made his fingers tremble slightly.
...He has done nothing wrong and is a good person in the universal sense. Even the government of the time had to admit that Yuji Itadori's character destined him to become a hero.
Behind the glory and reputation of heroes, there are always sufferings and setbacks.
What’s more, he is a sorcerer who is born extraordinary?
But he is still a teenager! He has not had time to grow up to be able to remain calm and turn the tide in the future!
Before today, it would have been fine if they had not witnessed this period of history with their own eyes, but only two sentences of information in the letters of the government at that time. Moreover, in the last few hundred years, they had been treasured as national treasures of swords and had never known his deeds in detail. There was no filter for important historical figures, so there was nothing they could not do.
Yakiri Hasebe was certain that even if he returned to the time of the Honnoji Incident, he would be able to calmly and cold-bloodedly witness the death of his former master after annihilating the Suoxing Army.
but.
Without the intervention of the Retrograde Army, all these changes happened naturally, without any trace of external factors!
This may be a change in fate, a blessing from God to Yuji Itadori!
Just like back then, if that man hadn't died in the fire like a joke, the Warring States period would have ushered in a situation that no one could have imagined...
He wants to spread his military power all over the world and put an end to the chaotic world. If he is given a chance, he will definitely try his best to realize his dream...
Should I let him go? As long as I don't interfere and let the mission fail, there may not be any consequences. After all, the duty of the sword master is just to fight with the marching army.
In their understanding, the only thing that can interfere with and change the course of time is the standardized traversal army that is as inexorable as a moth.
Should Yuji Itadori try to break the shackles of history? To explore more possibilities, maybe he can save some people, or maybe he can kill more people...
If the lord were here, he would definitely order a retreat, take a long-term view, and think of other solutions!
The lord's character is that he would rather fail to complete the task than harm any good person!
host……
——"Come to think of it, you came to Tokyo for something important, right?"
——"Ah, I can't reveal the specific reason. But it's very important."
——"Is that so? Since this is an important matter, you should move forward with determination."
It was not a good time to reminisce, but the conversation with Kito Shiya unexpectedly rang in my mind.
How did he answer at that time?
——【Ah, I will.】
This is not an ordinary mission like before where there would be no consequences even if the enemy failed. This is a red-letter document issued by the government, a real military order requiring "any means necessary"!
He once had doubts about the necessity of "faking death": he would be alive again anyway, so why let people suffer through this drama?
In the past few days since he came to the real world, he has been thinking hard and thinking about the differences between this mission and previous missions. Now he has witnessed the super combat power of the sorcerer.
That is no longer something that ordinary humans, or even Tsukumogami, can intervene in...
If Yuji Itadori had not paid the "price", if he had disrupted the subsequent development and let the bloody storm of more than a hundred years return to normal, perhaps the establishment of the Time Government would be postponed to a more distant future, perhaps their master would never have the chance to come to Honmaru, perhaps, the high-rise buildings that were built with great difficulty in the ruins would be toppled from their foundations and turned to ashes...
The most terrifying consequence is that when they failed in their mission and returned to Honmaru, they were faced with a strange courtyard where time and space were distorted and it was desolate and dilapidated!
I will never see the white-robed judge waving goodbye before he leaves, I will never see the elegant gentleman drinking tea and exchanging poems leisurely under the pavilion, and the lord's trustful eyes will never fall on him again...
Just imagining this possibility in his head made his heart ache, his scalp tingle, and he felt dizzy and suffocated!
[——Of course I will remain steadfast! ]
There is no time to hesitate.
Yuji Itadori must have called to ask the logistics staff to handle the follow-up. If we delay any further, everything will be too late!
"I'm going to kill him!"
The sound of metallic humming broke the silence.
Yakiri Hasebe suddenly drew his sword from its sheath and rushed out using his excellent maneuverability in the katana.
The fluttering hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind as he accelerated.
"Hello--"
Kashuu Kiyomitsu tried to stop him, but Mikazuki Munechika held his shoulders.
This sword, which has always remained calm in the face of adversity, once again demonstrated its unfathomable depth.
"Let him go. This is a last resort, and it may be our last choice."
"But……"
Kashuu Kiyomitsu was pinned to the spot, staring blankly at Yakiri Hasebe flying away rapidly.
Can the sword Fusanggami kill people?
In the crumbling ruins, between two barely intact walls, there lay a man, with no wounds but covered in blood. His eyes were tightly closed, and only his weak breathing confirmed that he was still alive.
This little world that was opened up by chance was so quiet except for the sound of raindrops falling.
——Until it was broken by the sound of swords breaking through the air.
“Puff——”
The blade pierced into his heart, bringing out a stream of blood.
……?
Yuji Itadori opened his eyes in confusion, looked down at the sharp weapon piercing his chest, then looked at the gray-haired man with a determined expression, and reached out with trembling hand to grasp the blade.
He summoned his weak strength to try to pull it out, his fingers clenched so tightly that the blood flowed along the blade back to his chest, but it was of no avail.
"Huh…who? Why…why?"
Yuji Itadori focused his sight with difficulty. In the heavy rain, the cold light of the iron blurred his eyes, and the piercing wound in his heart nailed him to the ground. He had no strength left...
Unexpectedly, in a situation where he was about to die, this tenacious young man could still speak clearly. Yasuke Hasebe was stunned.
The hem of his shirt and trouser legs were stained with splattered blood, which was then wetted by the rain and turned into a darker color.
The sword named "Yakiri" was given a second life by the kind-hearted lord, and once again drank the blood of mankind in the form of a sword.
He once complained that Oda Nobunaga used his body to cut off the food shed and the monks, and hated the name "Yakiri" which symbolized the brutal and barbaric behavior of his former master.
Now he himself thrust the blade into the chest of an innocent human being.
...Of course you have to face the other party's questioning.
It's nothing.
Even if he is misunderstood, hated, and his sword is broken into pieces, he is willing to do so now.
“…”
The loyal Tsukumogami, who always held the sword firmly, lowered his head and responded with the utmost respect to the future "human hero" whose eyes temporarily dimmed.
This "hero" was surrounded by thousands of people when he actually died a few years later.
"I'm sorry. For the Lord's sake."
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