Cursed Sword Master

The next day, after training ourselves in the morning, we wore gear and used the transfer team to move to Dapanimeh.

This time, Sistina and all the sworddaughters are full members and the lone wolves are left on the guard of the mansion. The purpose is to purchase slaves in response to cherry blossom demands and to collect wall materials requested by Mr. Dylan.

I haven't spread the word about the item boxes yet, so I can't ask anyone to collect wall materials other than us, so I want to deal with Dylan's request as quickly as possible so that the item boxes can be improved in the future.

Of course Item Box Prototype One is down to my waist. An item box was placed in an eye-coarse cage made of leather in Ms. Dylan's proposal, which was joined through a belt in that leather gap so that it could be carried. In addition to the Great Sword of the Giant God and Sistina's Battle Axe, the item box is tested with water bottles, lunch sandwiches, and more.

To act with things inside to see if there is any change in what's inside.

This time, when I was storing the Great Sword of the Giant God or something, I had a little idea, so I could talk to Mr. Dylan again when I was going to deliver the wall material. I still feel like this item box has a lot of potential.

Still... your mountain?

Apparently Dapanimeh's slave traders are far from the Fresberg transfer team, and they're still walking pretty well, so I'm going to go back to what Sistina told me last night.

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"Miyama?"

"Yes. That's where I'm supposed to do my studies to become a samurai festival. The place called the Temple serves as a waiting area for those who are allowed to enter the world as samurai festivals, but at the same time it is a place to sort out those who seek to become samurai festivals and decide whether to send them to your mountains."

I see. Surely it would be strange if there were more cases of Samurai Festival candidates in the midst of training to be temples all over the city fleeing... What Sistina was thinking heavily about Stacia this time was that the mountain would surely be in a secluded setting.

"The decision whether or not to go to your mountain is, of course, that person's decision. However, if you decide not to go before asking that question, you will always have a" contract "to forget about" Miyama "."

"Well... that would be a convincing story to know nothing but a true samurai festival"

Fluorescent leaks a word of admiration into that system, which often represents the special nature of the position of samurai festival.

"Yes, I also have a non-verbal contract for your mountain when I go out into the world as a samurai festival, but in my case I can tell you this because your husband has rewritten the contract so you can ignore almost all the constraints just by deciding you need me"

I rewrote, 'The power as a samurai festival is exercised only for the good of its Lord. I wonder if the phrase "lose its power when you violate it" was "In principle, the power as a samurai festival is exercised only for its Lord, but only when the Holy Samurai Festival Sistina finds it necessary, it acknowledges exercising its power in its own righteousness and responsibility".

If we interpret this rewritten word a little enlarged to consider that our ability as a samurai festival, and the knowledge gained as a samurai festival, is also 'the power of a samurai festival', we can certainly ignore all the constraints, as Sistina put it. They were pretty awesome at that time, just thinking that I wish Sistina was free to use her powers without thinking deeply.

"Does that mean that the Samurai Festival called Stacia earlier was a member of your mountain?

Sistina nods at the sunflower inquiry, and the cherry blossoms ask more questions.

"Did he say why he was able to get out of your mountain even though he was still on a level he couldn't be a samurai festival?

"Yes, he said, 'Your mountain was raided by someone'"

"It's not mild with the raid."

"Yes, Stacia seems to have continued to run all over the mountains dressed up and fled in that mess. He didn't even seem to remember how many days he wandered around the mountains, but when he managed to survive because he was training to collect and hunt as a samurai festival and finally got out on the street, he was already on the verge of losing consciousness.... that's where I wanted to go."

Sistina's expression is slightly distorted by discomfort.

"... I see. Sure, under the circumstances, if the handsome Sex Warrior helps you, you might not be able to make a calm decision."

"... Yes. If it's a formal samurai festival, that's when you'll never make a contract or anything. It's easy to say...... but I can't blame Stacia then"

Perhaps even demons will come out. I can't blame Stacia for wandering around the mountains by herself for days and wanting to be attached to someone who helped me when I tried to run out of soul. Even I would have gone crazy with anxiety and nervousness if I had been flown to another world without fluorescence or cherry blossoms.

"Well, there's no difference in the man dyeing his hands for evil as he was told."

"Fluorescent. That's not true. Stacia, who was physically and mentally near the limit, probably signed a" subordination contract ". If that happens, I can't go against the will of the contractor. So I suppose it's her weakness to have relied on Schaffner, but what was wrong with her was that she wasn't in a normal mental state at the time of the contract, but she signed the contract. That's all."

"Your husband...... thank you"

For some reason Sistina bowed her head and thanked me. Did I say something like that to you to thank me?

"I was glad your husband understood us properly, which is a samurai festival. We at Samurai Festival can also say quite impossible until we decide on a contractor. But once you have a contract, the contractor and a lottery of trustees. We just have to keep following even if the contractor we choose turns into someone who dyes his hands on evil. Thanks to your husband, I'm the only one special for the Samurai Festival."

Sistina went on further. In the past, it seems there have been several times when someone who was a fine person at the time of the contract dyed his hand in evil like people later changed.

There seemed to be many reasons for that, including being irrationally murdered to avenge his family, drowning in the power of the Samurai Festival to try to satisfy his greed, and being brainwashed unknowingly to be made like a doll to use the Samurai Festival.

The Samurai Festival, which served such a contractor, was called the Evil Festival, and they still publicly abhor it. So this time Stacia will also mean an evil festival if it is meant to be. This time, however, the rumors are not so widespread because of the limited damage that was scattered over the short duration of the contract. I wonder if Stacia will ever leave her name as an evil festival, Sistina says.

But the Samurais didn't want to do anything wrong. There is no reason why you should be so badly told that you chose the wrong contractor and did not lead the contractor in the right direction.

Yet more people say they don't know the name of the samurai festival, which is said to be an evil festival, but they don't know the name of that contractor. It must be because of the Samurai Festival, which has great power.

It seems to be a great pleasure and gratitude as a samurai festival that there are people in such a world who will correctly understand the responsibilities that a samurai festival should shoulder.

"Well... you shouldn't use Sistina as a criterion. I'm sorry, Sistina."

"No! Not at all, keep your head up, Mr. Hotaru. Samurai festivals are given great power because we are prepared to risk it."

"For nothing a tall mountain monkey should do that for a while. More than that, Mr. Sistina. What would you do if that story were true?

Sistina leans down and thinks into the sunflower inquiry. If your mountain really seems to be devastated by some kind of raid, it will just be wasted where it rushes now.

I don't know the exact location, but there's also the possibility of a place that would be described as quite a secret given how much hardship Stacia's been running away from. When that happens, I feel it's a bit of a hurdle to move just to check.

"... listen to that story, I'm curious again."

That's what Sistina said and looked me in the eye. I guess the thing about your mountain is like home if you take it to Sistina. I have heard stories that I had never heard of it in detail, but that I had been practicing since it was enough to have a heart. If that's the case, you can't care less about your hometown.

I guess that's why Sistina decided to do something for your mountain. Then all we have to do is shut up and cooperate. If you want to tell me why, you can tell me, and if you don't want to, you don't have to. I think I can build that kind of trust.

"Okay. What are we supposed to do?

"We want to examine the Holy Tower religion in the city of Luminarta. I would like to ask your help, especially Sakura."

"... it might be fresh to ask for something from someone other than Saw."

"Excuse me. I wish I could do it alone..."

"Holy shit!"

"Ahem!

Buh!... I stuck to the summit of Sistina's Twin Mountains for no reason! Cherry blossoms?

Sistina, holding her chest to unexpected irritation and blushing her cheeks, is making her eyes black and white. I guess I was totally unexpected just in the middle of a serious conversation. Still, maybe a little from me can handle it because it's always in the corner of my consciousness, but I just wouldn't have imagined such an attack coming from the cherry blossoms.

Cherry blossoms breathing like blowing out pistol smoke on the two index fingers that attacked both tops are lovingly staring at Sistina with their hands on their hips.

"I don't know yet. Even Sith always says he's one of us and a family! Cherry blossoms were a pleasure to rely on."

"Mr. Sakura..."

Cherry blossoms chuckle when they see Sistina tearing a little.

"Say anything. Leave it to the cherry blossoms! Right, Sith."

"... yes, yes... yes. Thank you."

I watched my daughter-in-law like that in a dusty way.

...... I enjoyed the dust afterwards, of course.