Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

"Swords are not for throwing, but for chopping and slashing! Even if you kill the enemy, use it like this—forget it, it's okay. After all, the winner is not condemned." Shirou complained while covering his face with Musashi.

"Yes, right? You missed it by just a little bit!" Musashi patted his thigh regretfully, "It's a pity that the throw was a little bit off. In the future, I will learn how to shoot arrows, and then turn this skill into New genre."

"Let's wait until you hit it. Don't throw the old man's sword until then! You don't want the old man to make a sword for you!" Shirou roared.

Suddenly, Musashi pointed behind Shirou: "Hey, old man, where are they?"

That's right, what about people?

Shirou looked around.

Ran! ?

How do you run so fast?

How many times have you run?

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and chase after him!"

The two ran so fast that they directly chased one of the heroic swordsmen.

Inferno and the other Heroic Swordsman seemed to run away separately, and Shirou planned to chase one of them directly just to be on the safe side.

In the alley, a figure sneaked quietly.

But then she realized that she had made a serious mistake.

She is surrounded!

"Heh heh heh. It's a pity, this heroic swordsman who doesn't know your name and I'm not interested in it, you are already surrounded by the two of us!" Musashi raised his sword and pointed at the petite figure in front of him.

The darkness was one of her few assistants at this moment, and the shadows enveloped her, giving her a chance to escape.

The shuriken shot to both sides, Shirou and Musashi both chose to block, making crisp sounds.

The petite ninja looked at the two of them, gritted his teeth, and prepared to break through in Shirou's direction.

It was closer to the stronghold, and if it was taken by the female warrior, she didn't have much confidence.Although she was not sure that she could escape from the red-haired man, but her intuition told her that there might be a chance if she walked this way.

"Useless." Shirou held Assassin's sword and easily blocked her well-prepared attack—an attack from below, aimed at his crotch.

Shirou curled his lips, this is really a bit cruel.

With a slight push, the assassin was pushed back to its original position.

The moon revealed its pure white light again from the dark clouds, caressing Assassin's face.

Shirou finally saw what assassin's face looked like.

Eh?

Why is it so like Meiyou?

Chapter 20 Interrogation and Training♂Teaching

"Kotaro, is this the way you tie it?" Shirou tied a knot.

Kotaro shook his head: "Muramasa-san, this is not right. Although it seems that the binding like this is quite stable, in fact it will be untied at once. Look, if it is like this, it will be untied."

Assassin frowned, and forbearance did not speak, such a clumsy binding just allowed her to run away later.

Shirou tied it again according to what Kotaro said, and asked, "How about this?"

"It's not so stable this way. Why don't you let me down?" Kotaro suggested.

"Okay, okay." Shirou scratched his head, "It seems that I really don't have much talent in this area."

"It's actually quite good, if it's your first time learning the binding technique." Kotaro used the rope projected by Shirou to tie it again, "It should work now."

"Thank you so much. I shouldn't be able to run away like this. Sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome."

Assassin finally couldn't take it anymore, what's all this!This level is too low!

Quickly untying the rope on her body, she shouted: "What are you doing? My clothes have turned into these strange ropes!"

Judging from the appearance, it was indeed the case. Assassin's whole body was entangled with ropes and tied up, but she still untied the ropes very neatly.

"Will you tie it up?" Assassin glared at Shirou angrily.

"It's not cute. I was wondering why you look so much like Miyu. You don't look like that at all." Shirou looked at Assassin dissatisfied, his face was really blind, "You can tie one up for me to see look."

Assassin took the rope and looked at Shirou with contempt: "Tie it up, I'll show you and that idiot what is the technique of binding."

"First of all, it's like this, come on, come here, tie like this."

"Take it with the rope."

"Yes, yes, then tie the knot."

Looking at the re-tied assassin in front of him, Shirou wiped off his sweat, and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Miss Assassin, thank you for your help."

"Hmph, idiot, don't you know how to do such a simple thing?...Wait!"

Assassin lowered his head, and found that he had been tied into a dumpling by his perfect binding method.

"You, you plot against me!"