If you don't want Fuyumi to be killed, you have to kill Samurai-sama?

Kotaro was stunned, not knowing how to react.

The handsome warrior looked at him for a moment and then withdrew his gaze, and suddenly pulled out his long knife with both hands, bringing out a piece of blood and bringing out the screams of the ghost girl!

Immediately after that, the blade turned, and it was about to be slashed at the neck of the ghost girl!

"Ahhhh

Xue Liang's blade fell, but quietly reversed direction.

The charcoal seller was hit by the back of the knife and flew out.

The ghost girl who wanted to struggle was firmly trampled on the ground by the samurai.

Kotaro got up, shouted and pounced again, and was slashed again.

The same sight was repeated four times.

The fifth time, Kotaro gritted his teeth and got up, but he fell to his knees with weak legs and feet.

He was slashed four times by the back of the knife, his whole body was in pain, his consciousness was confused, and he felt like he was about to die.

But it must be persistent.

You must not fall, or your sister will ......

Get up with all your strength and launch another clumsy attack on the samurai!

Then there was another bump.

Kotaro's consciousness fell into darkness and he didn't know anything.

……

There was a thick fog in the air.

This is a sign that the environment is collapsing.

I don't know what will become of this place, but I don't think the town will survive.

In other words, this town, which I don't know how it was formed, how long it has existed, and where many "people" live, is ushering in destruction!

Knowing this, Harusa's heart fluctuated.

The "people" here are not human, he knows it well.

But they are all like people, they have consciousness and thinking, and they live like people.

Although this awareness and thinking may not be complete, it ...... Can this completely deny them their right to live?

Harusa felt like he couldn't.

He didn't want to deny the "people" of this town, he didn't want to hurt them, but they were going to end up because of his arrival.

"Huangquan, is there a way to protect all the 'people' here?"

"No, these undead all exist on the basis of this special environment, and when the environment collapses, it is the moment when they disappear. The female soul replied.

"You think they're undead?"

"They're obviously not living beings, so of course they're undead. ”

Either life or death, a simple dichotomy, quite clear.

"According to this theory, you are also an undead. ”

In response was a chuckle.

"It doesn't matter what you call them, what matters is that they are things that should not exist, destined to disappear with circumstances that should not exist, and even if you have any pity for them, you can do nothing. Huang Quan said in a casual tone.

Harusa was silent.

Something that shouldn't exist...... Is it?

This statement is too ambiguous, too cruel, too helpless.

He wanted to refute, but at the same time realized that even if he did, there was no point.

As a royal soul, as an inhuman thing, Huang Quan is more similar to the same kind of these "people" than he is a human being. She said that they were "things that shouldn't exist," and she certainly didn't really think so, because that would be tantamount to denying herself.

If you don't think so, then why do you say that?

Nature just to comfort him.

“…… Is there really no way to do it?" he asked again reluctantly, after a moment of silence.

The female soul did not answer.

And that's the answer.

Harusa sighed inwardly and continued to look around.

Since you can't do anything, you can at least remember a little more of the scenery here.

Soon after, he saw cherry blossom trees.

The cherry blossoms, which were not supposed to bloom on a snowy day in winter, were full of trees, and not one or two, but a whole row down the road.

Harushi suddenly felt that he had found the point.

He followed the cherry blossom trees down, and after a while he saw the bright red torii, shrouded in a thick fog, which looked sacred and ominous.

The target is likely to be in this...... Thinking so, Harusa was about to go in, when he heard footsteps coming from behind.

He looked back and heard a dense crowd of footsteps approaching quickly, as if a large group of people were running towards him.

After a while, many samurai figures appeared at the intersection.

"Over there!!"

"Kill him!!"

When the warriors saw him, they looked angry and even hateful, and they all drew their swords and unsheathed them, and they came at him!

The concealment spell has failed!?Haruji frowned.

Seeing many samurai attacking, he made a judgment in an instant and drew his sword to fight!

Whatever the reason, it is a fact that they have been found, and instead of being chased by these samurai again, it is better to deal with them right here, so that they do not cause more trouble by following them into the shrine.

Harusa has compassion for the "people" here, but in the face of battle, he can't be soft-hearted.

"Die!!Demon!!

The samurai shouted and slashed at their target with all their might.

The blades collided, the blades flashed, the figures moved, and blood splattered......

In one shot, several people on the samurai side fell.

The samurai were shocked by the power displayed by the "evil spirits", but none of them retreated, but continued to fight with great momentum!

Harusa retreats as he fights, constantly cutting down the enemy.

If he was in good condition, it would not be too difficult to deal with these warriors, but now that he was violently active, he felt quite uncomfortable, and soon began to cough uncontrollably.

Then he was slashed.

There is a talisman enchantment, and this knife has not broken the defense.

However, with one knife, there is a second knife, then a third knife, and then a fourth knife......

Feeling uncomfortable himself, Harusa who was constantly surrounded and attacked, gushed out with anger, roared, and swirled with a fierce slash, cutting the three samurai in half!

Blood gushed and smeared the ground, staining large expanses of snow red......

The horrific sight of the three men being cut in half shocked the samurai and made them flinch.

"Don't be afraid! The demon has become weak!!Its ferocity is just struggling!! keep killing—" suddenly a samurai roared.

This sentence stirred up the morale of the samurai, and the fierce battle continued!

Harusa kept slashing and slashing...... He doesn't know how many he has chopped, but he has to cut as many as he has to come anyway.

For these "people", he who brought destruction here is indeed a "demon".

At this moment, he has killed many samurai, and he is covered in blood, and he is indeed very much like an evil ghost.

This is a battle to the death between "ghosts" and "people".

There is no need for mercy, no room for mercy.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough cough ...... Come on—" Harumi yelled at the samurai.

What exactly he vented, he himself did not know.

That's not good.

But...... That's fine.

The samurai fell to the ground one after another, and the corpses covered almost the entire cherry blossom road, staining the snow and ground with blood.

The last samurai slashed Harusa's barrier with all his might!

But he didn't hurt the demon in the slightest—Harusa blocked the knife with his arm, and then stabbed him in the neck with the tip of the knife.

The young samurai's eyes widened in rage, staring at the demon's face, and slowly fell.

“…… You guys are doing a great job......"

Looking at the samurai who died all the way, Harusa praised them calmly without sadness or joy, anger or sorrow.

Then he coughed violently, coughing up until blood spurted out, and fell to one knee, the blade falling.