Lines are either straightened or bent into new arcs.

Colors either dissolve or merge into new colors.

It just keeps repeating "destruction" and "rebirth".

Gradually, a vivid and vivid picture unfolded before Nishino's eyes.

In the picture, there is a young woman with a beautiful face and a boy about 8 years old. They are sitting opposite each other on the clean and new tatami, with dignified manners and solemn expressions.

Although the faces of the two people were a bit unfamiliar, Nishino recognized the young woman at a glance as her mother when she was young, and the boy was him as a child.

(Hosejiro! Listen carefully! Although our Nishino family has never produced any dignitaries, we have never produced scum who do not follow samurai ethics! You must strictly remember the family motto and never do anything that violates samurai ethics.

thing!)

As soon as his mother's words reached his ears, Nishino subconsciously shouted "Yes".

However, when he opened his mouth wide, he was surprised to find that he could not make any sound at all.

My mother, who has an old-fashioned and upright personality, has always presented herself as a "strict mother".

His mother's roars and scoldings ran through Nishino's entire childhood and adolescence.

Under the influence of his mother, he determined from an early age to become a "samurai among samurai" who would live up to his family name.

(Yes! Mother! I will definitely become a warrior that makes you proud!)

Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed.

Lines and colors are broken down one by one and then reconstructed bit by bit.

What caught Nishino's eyes this time was the scene when he began to serve as the "Sadamachi Hui Doshin".

(Nishino-kun, you did a great job!)

(Nishino! You have made another great contribution!)

(Hosojiro! Thank you so much for this time!)

After entering the "three rounds" of Beifan Institute, he devoted himself to his duties and never slacked off, nor dared to slack off.

Since the goal is to become a "samurai among samurai", how can one waste time and live idlely?

With this belief, Nishino works extremely hard no matter what job he is doing, and has extremely strict requirements on his own abilities and conduct.

At the same time, precisely because of this belief, he became a weirdo with a stubborn personality and difficult to get along with.

Whether it is a traitor who violates bushido or a trash who eats all day long, he instinctively rejects them.

Although he continued to hone himself without slacking off, he had no ambition to get promoted or make a fortune, or to leave his name in history.

He has only one goal: when he reaches that world, he can proudly stand up and say to his ancestors: I have not tarnished the name of my family! I have not insulted my status as a warrior!

At this point, the picture in front of me slowly changes again.

This time, the lines and colors are not rebuilt, but gradually fade away.

Nishino's body returned to nothingness.

In this silence, an extremely clear human voice suddenly came from the distant place.

(You have worked so hard to learn martial arts just to serve the shogun... to a man you have never met?)

It’s my grandson’s voice…

Because it happened not long ago, Xianyang immediately remembered: This is a series of "counterattacks" that he said when he asked my grandson why he wanted to treason and become a thief after he and my grandson escaped from the Rakshasa base camp.

question.

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(Is this the only level of your pursuit?)

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(In your eyes, only one who is loyal to the shogunate can become a commendable samurai?)

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(What does a samurai in your mind look like?)

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"...Wait a minute."

Nishino slowly opened his eyes, shook his shoulders, and threw away the attendant who was supporting him.

His actions immediately alerted Hakui, Sakai Kingo and Phoenix House Yataro.

"Nishino-kun? What are you doing?"

Nishino ignored Hakui who looked anxious. He silently leaned down and picked up a hard stone on the ground.

Then……

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He picked up the stone, aimed it at the blade of the knife in his palm, and hit it three times with force.

Although the sword was made of iron, it could not withstand such damage.

After three heavy blows, a tiny crack appeared on the originally perfectly flat blade.

The sword is known as the "soul of the samurai".

Nishino has always valued his sword very much.

But at this moment, he smashed his own sword with his own hands...and smashed his "Samurai Soul"...

In the next breath, he threw the stone away.

Also in the next breath, he rushed out suddenly!

Before the stone hit the ground, he had already flashed to Phoenix House Yataro's side.

"Get out of my way!"

While Nishino put the knife on Phoenix House Yataro's neck, he let out a cloud-shattering roar at everyone present.

In an instant, Susui's shocked gaze, Sakai Kingo's suspicious gaze, Phoenix House Yataro's fearful gaze... all focused on Nishino.

Sakai Kingo, who was the first to come to his senses, immediately gave a powerful response——

"Array up!"

Danglang! Danglang! Danglang!

The bayonets, short spears, and knives that were just put down were set up again.

Nishino raised the sword in his palm without fear, got into a fighting stance, and dragged Phoenix House Yataro to break out of the encirclement to the west.

"Tsk! Why are you doing this..."

Sakai Kingo's face darkened slightly and he waved his big hand.

"Archers, stand back! Others come forward! Capture the traitor! Life or death!"

The lofty status of the lord of the Shonai domain and the temple community meant that Kingo Sakai did not need to show off his reputation to Yataro Yataro of the Phoenix House.

But no matter what, Phoenix House Yataro is a celebrity after all. If he accidentally kills him by firing arrows without thinking, the consequences afterwards will always be bad.

Therefore, Sakai Kingo decided to temporarily put on a posture of "I did my best to rescue."

Even in the face of dozens of elite feudal soldiers who attacked under the command of Sakai Kingo, Nishino still displayed a breathtaking unyielding offensive.

I saw him constantly dashing to the right, running to the left, dashing forward, and leaping back.

Sometimes he would force others to retreat with a knife.

Sometimes he ducks to avoid attacks.

From time to time it roars to frighten the enemy.

The neat battle formation turned into chaos under Nishino's successive attacks.

However... being alone, there is nothing you can do after all...

"Watch the move!"

Someone took advantage of Xiye's unpreparedness and swung the spear, hitting him in the back.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Nishino coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and swayed a few times, but did not fall to the ground.

"superficial……"

Nishino spat out the remaining blood foam in his mouth, then turned around and continued fighting with his sword.
To be continued...