A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 400 393. Farewell

"Do you think so, Linlong? Lin..."

Iron Tomb raised his head and looked at Xuan Hao who came to the door, as if he wanted to get recognition.

But he froze as soon as his name was called.

Because the man in front of him was not the Rin Taki Sakonji he was familiar with!

He and Lin Taki are old friends. He was responsible for building the Nichirin Sword when this guy was still a water column, and he will never admit his mistake.

"you……"

Although the man in front of him was wearing Lintaki's clothes and a Tengu mask, he could tell at a glance that he was fundamentally different from his friend.

Thinking of the sad thing, Tanjiro lowered his head in despair and did not notice the situation behind him.

"Shh-"

The Iron Tomb looked at the man wearing the Tengu mask behind Tanjiro with some horror.

This man slowly raised his fingers in front of the mask, exuding an extremely frightening aura, and the invisible majesty locked onto him through Tanjiro.

"Gulu..."

Iron Tomb swallowed the words that came to his lips and swallowed them hard. The face hidden under the 'Fire Man' mask was dripping with cold sweat. He felt that if he said one more word, he would probably die suddenly on the spot.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

Iron Tomb laughed to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"The knife... I've also delivered the knife, so I won't disturb you. I'll take my leave!"

"well?"

Tanjiro looked at the Iron Tomb who suddenly left with some confusion.

Because Iron Tomb was wearing a 'Fire Man' mask, he could not see Iron Tomb's nervous expression at this moment, but he just felt that this man was so strange.

"Why don't you come inside and sit for a while?"

"No, no, I have other things to do..."

Iron Tomb waved his hand and backed away, but as soon as he took a step back, his shoulder was held down.

"Don't say that, Steel."

Xuan Hao came to the Iron Tomb and patted his shoulder. His hoarse voice came out from under the mask. The gentle tone and intimate movements made the two of them look like they had been friends for many years.

"You've already come, how can you leave without having a cup of tea?"

"yes!"

Tanjiro also simply echoed.

He just heard Steel Tomb calling the name "Linlong", and now he heard the teacher affectionately call "Steel", so they must know each other.

"Mr. Steel, it must have been a hard journey here! Why don't you sit inside first? You and the teacher are friends. You talk first, and I'll boil a pot of water and make tea!"

With that said, Tanjiro quickly ran to fill the wooden bucket on the side with water.

"Okay...Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obey..."

Feeling the strength coming from his shoulders, the Iron Tomb surrendered.

Tanjiro, who was busy not far away, did not notice this. Steel Mound turned his head to look at the man pretending to be his old friend Rin Taki Sakonji with some guilt.

He understood that this man's behavior just now was a warning to him not to talk too much, but he still had some doubts in his heart, who is this guy? Why are you pretending to be Lin Taki? ? Where did the real Linlong go?

"Don't be so nervous."

Noticing Iron Tomb's nervous gaze, Xuan Hao let go of his hand on his shoulder.

"The real Lintaki should stay with Ubuyashiki to protect him now. I just have to temporarily act as him for some reason. All the arrangements are to deal with Kibutsuji Mukai, you'd better pretend to be everything. I don’t know, do you understand?”

"Ming...understood."

Iron Tomb finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he would be killed and silenced.

Although I don’t know what happened, but since this person didn’t kill him, there should be no reason to deceive him.

Soon, Tanjiro made tea and the three of them gathered around the table.

Tanjiro's eyes were now focused on the brand new Nichirin sword on the table.

This is the first Nichirin sword specially tailored for him. He wanted to take a closer look just now, but the teacher and Mr. Steel were both there, so he was a little restrained.

"Okay, this knife is already yours."

As soon as the topic came to 'knife', Iron Tomb seemed to have forgotten everything that had just happened and started to chatter again.

"Come on, come on! Pull out the knife first and let me see!"

As he spoke, he stared intently at Tanjiro, who was holding the scabbard.

Tanjiro was a little nervous at being looked at with such passionate eyes.

"Okay...ok."

He didn't understand why this man was so excited, but he still pulled out the Nichirin Sword from its sheath.

"The Nichirin Sword is a sword that changes color according to the owner's characteristics. You might have a chance to see the rare crimson blade!"

Iron Tomb rubbed his hands with some excitement.

"Is there anything special about a red knife?"

Tanjiro was a little confused.

"It's nothing special." Xuan Hao said, "It's just a different color, which has no impact on the quality of the knife."

"oh……"

The long knife slowly drew out of the scabbard, and Tanjiro looked at the knife in his hand as if he understood.

The transparent blade slowly began to change color from the ordinary metallic color.

The deep black began to spread along the blade to the tip. Finally, the Nichirin sword in his hand had completely turned into a dull and deep black, as black as a crow's feathers, and looked ominous.

"Huh? Black!?"

Steel Mound was a little surprised when Tanjiro felt the Nichirin Sword in his hand.

"What's wrong with black?"

Tanjiro was still confused. Didn't the teacher say that color wouldn't have any effect? But the color does look a bit unlucky.

Mr. Steel just now said that I am the son of the sun, which symbolizes good omen... It seems that my luck is not very good. Thinking of this, Tanjiro became a little disappointed.

"No...it's nothing." Iron Tomb was a little disappointed, "It's just that black is rare. In a way, you are quite lucky, but...damn it! I thought I could see the legendary crimson blade. Woolen cloth!"

"The legendary crimson blade..."

Xuanhao looked at the Nichirin sword in Tanjiro's hand thoughtfully. He thought that Iron Tomb might have misunderstood something. The legendary crimson blade did not seem to be the original color of the Nichirin sword.

But ‘He Dao’.

That was a technique that Enichi Tsukuni once used, which made the blade turn red and seemed to cause additional damage to the ghost.

"Okay, it doesn't matter what color it is."

Xuanhao comforted Tanjiro who looked a little disappointed, "The important thing is that from now on you will be a real Demon Slayer swordsman. Don't forget your purpose of becoming a swordsman."

"Yes, teacher!"

After listening to Xuanhao's words, Tanjiro quickly cheered up. The teacher was right! My goal in trying to become stronger and become a swordsman is to find a way to turn Nezuko back into a human. It doesn’t matter what color of sword I use.

After confirming the color of the Nichirin Knife, the Iron Tomb instantly lost its excitement, sat there for a while and then left.

Soon after, it seemed that Tanjiro knew that he had obtained the Nichirin Sword and became a swordsman. His crow quickly came to the cabin with a mission to find him.

"Quack quack——"

"Kamado Tanjiro! Go to the town in the northwest to hunt evil spirits immediately! This is your first job!"

"Girls disappear mysteriously every night in the towns in the northwest! Be careful!"

"So fast!?"

Tanjiro, who was not mentally prepared yet, was a little surprised. He subconsciously turned his eyes to his teacher, as if he wanted to seek advice.

"Teacher...what should I do?"

"How to do it? Of course, kill ghosts!"

Xuan Hao hit him on the head with a bang, "Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing?"

"No...you misunderstood. I wanted to ask...what should Nezuko do?"

Tanjiro covered his head and felt aggrieved.

He himself had no problem at all. The problem was how to arrange Nezuko.

The Demon Slayer Corps has been living away from home all year round when performing missions. He can't always leave Nezuko under the care of his teacher. After all, this is his sister, and as an older brother, he has to do something.

"Of course you should ask Nezuko directly about this kind of thing."

Xuanhao naturally turned to look at Nezuko who was hiding under the covers with only one head exposed and watching them quietly.

"Ask Nezuko?" Tanjiro looked at Nezuko worriedly.

Nezuko's current state is very strange. She is not as bloodthirsty and attacking humans as other ghosts, but her mind seems to have regressed to a very young age, and she can only understand simple instructions.

Is it really okay to let her make a choice in this state?

Ignoring Tanjiro's doubts, Xuanhao squatted gently in front of Nezuko, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her head.

Nezuko narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a happy expression.

"Nezuko, do you want to stay here or go on adventures with your brother?"

"Uh-huh——"

As if she understood Xuanhao's question, Nezuko got out of the bed and ran to Tanjiro without hesitation and hugged his arm.

"Is this so..."

Seeing Nezuko's decision, Xuanhao sighed slightly, "I understand."

Just as he expected, Nezuko and Eriki were different.

The girl is able to make her own decisions.

Just like what Ubuyashiki Yōya said, the future of mankind cannot be determined by others, nor can others know how Nezuko can escape from misfortune.

Nezuko is a strong girl, and her choice at this moment is to protect her brother.

She has lost many family members, and only this brother is left. Xuanhao can understand this situation because he feels the same way.

This is a pair of brothers and sisters who depend on each other for life. They can no longer lose each other in the future.

Perhaps Nezuko, now and in the future, would be happy to be with her only family member.

"Now that Nezuko has decided, it's settled!"

"Oh...wait a minute, teacher! Is this really okay?" Tanjiro seemed hesitant.

But Xuanhao ignored it. He took out the wooden box that had been prepared from the corner of the room under Tanjiro's dull eyes.

This is a wooden box made of light wood such as "fog spruce", and the entire surface is coated with "rock paint" that can prevent light leakage and increase hardness.

"You can use this to carry Nezuko during the day."

Xuanhao thrust the wooden box into the hands of Tanjiro, who looked confused.

"Teacher, you have long..."

Tanjiro looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

This man seemed to have prepared everything from the beginning, just waiting for Nezuko's choice.

"Stop talking nonsense and remember to protect Nezuko."

Xuanhao said to Tanjiro, and then gently touched the top of Nezuko's head, "Nezuko, too, protect your brother when necessary. Neither of you can die."

"Well!"

Nezuko seemed to understand this man's instructions.

"Don't worry, teacher!"

Tanjiro seriously promised the man in front of him, "I will definitely protect Nezuko."

"Not only must I protect Nezuko, but I must also ensure that I don't die."

His fingers tapped Tanjiro's forehead lightly, and the voice coming from under the Tengu mask was extremely serious, "I said, neither of you two can die."

"Teacher...I understand!"

Feeling the concern coming from the masked man in front of him, Tanjiro nodded with some emotion.

He didn't know what the person in front of him looked like, and he didn't even know whether 'Rintaki Sakonji' was the other person's real name, but he could clearly feel the kindness coming from this person. This is a man who truly cares for him and Nezuko.

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads through the woods in front of the door.

In front of the wooden house, Tanjiro had already changed into a brand new Demon Slayer uniform and carried the wooden box prepared by his teacher on his back.

Holding the sword in his hand, he bowed deeply to the figure waving goodbye, then turned and left with Nezuko on his back.

Soon, only a slightly lonely figure remained in front of the dilapidated wooden house in the dusk.

Xuan Hao looked silently at the figure leaving with the box on his back, and slowly took off the mask on his face.

"Even though I said that, I still feel a little worried..."

As he spoke, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Tanjiro's strength does have the ability to protect himself, but his personality makes him worried about what accidents may happen.

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It was already the afternoon of the second day when Tanjiro arrived at the small town in the northwest.

Just walking on the streets of this small town, he could feel the weird atmosphere.

This was supposed to be a very peaceful and peaceful town, but now the people in the town felt a little sad.

Tanjiro always heard pedestrians sighing from time to time when he walked on the street.

"Sigh... I don't have a peaceful night at all. I've had enough."

The women gathered together and whispered. Their faces looked a little haggard, with heavy dark circles under their eyes, as if they hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

"Yeah...when it gets dark, some young girls will be kidnapped again, right?"

"Yes, look at how pitiful He Si is. He is so haggard..."

A girl pointed at a gaunt figure swaying in the middle of the road.

"What can be done... After all, he was with me when Satoko was taken away, but he seemed to be unable to notice anything. It's so scary that he didn't notice anything when a living person disappeared next to him."

"There won't be any ghosts causing trouble, right?"

The women's faces grew increasingly anxious.

"..."

Tanjiro followed their gazes with some confusion.

I saw that staggering figure walking in the middle of the road.

This man exudes an aura of sadness and looks shaky. He should be the 'Hesi' they call him, right?

Tanjiro hurriedly caught up.

"Mr. Kazumi!"

"..."

The man whose name was called turned his head silently, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, and there were bruises on his face as if he had been beaten.

"Are you Mr. Kazumi?"

Tanjiro asked politely, "I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you?"

"..."

Kazumi listened to Tanjiro's words in silence, like a puppet who had lost his emotions.

But when Tanjiro asked about his girlfriend, his eyes finally brightened, but more of them were still sad.

Kazumi took Tanjiro to a wall and pointed to the location beside the wall.

"This is where Satoko disappeared... No one believed what I said..."

As he said that, Kazumi lowered his head sadly.

This is where his girlfriend disappeared. Riko was following him at the time, but when he turned around, she disappeared out of thin air.

Although he was equally sad about Riko's disappearance, no one believed him because he was the only one present and was even suspected of being the murderer. For this, he was beaten by Riko's father.

"I believe!"

After listening to Kazumi's explanation, Tanjiro affirmed without hesitation.

"Huh?" Kazumi looked at the boy in front of him who was younger than himself with some surprise.

"I know that Mr. Kazumi did not lie!"

Tanjiro was extremely sure.

Because he asked about the disgusting smell.

That was undoubtedly the smell left by ghosts.

Under Kazumi's puzzled gaze, Tanjiro lay on the ground without hesitation and smelled it, as if he wanted to find the ghost through the smell.

"..."

On the eaves somewhere above the two of them, Xuanhao watched Tanjiro's actions speechlessly.

He knew that Tanjiro's nose was very sensitive, but he didn't expect that it could be used like this. Is this guy born in the year of the dog?

The sky soon darkened.

Tanjiro was still crouching on the ground, constantly looking for the direction of the smell.

Suddenly, a strong stench rushed into Tanjiro's nostrils.

"!"

The next moment, Tanjiro quickly sprinted towards the direction of the smell.

"So fast! Hey! Where are you going?"

Kazumi, who had been following Tanjiro hoping to find his girlfriend, looked at Tanjiro who suddenly started running and asked loudly.

"The smell has gotten stronger! A ghost has appeared!"

Tanjiro continued running without looking back. He smelled a strong smell that suddenly appeared in a certain direction. He was very sure that this was a sudden smell, which proved that a ghost must have appeared in that place.

"Hey...hey...wait for me..."

Kazumi followed Tanjiro at a distance, panting.

He found that the running speed of this boy who was younger than him was much faster than ordinary people, and he couldn't keep up despite his best efforts.

"tread--"

What surprised him even more was that the boy suddenly jumped up high and easily jumped to the two-story roof.

Kazumi froze in place, he had heard some strange rumors.

Legend has it that there is an organization called the "Ghost Slayers" that has saved many people, but most people don't believe that there are real ghosts in the world. Even if those who have been saved say it, no one will believe it. Kazumi didn't believe it before, he I always thought this was just a legend.

But now when he looked at the young man flying to the roof, he felt that his outlook on things had been refreshed.

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