Reincarnator Sanboshi's Struggle – Called the Grandson of the Demon King-

Takumi Takagawa, Takumi, Chikumae Kunitaka, April 12, 1907

With countless cuts in his body, he regulated his breathing and asked where he was coming from. Perhaps because you're over fifty, you've already run out of strength. I did my best. Everything is exhausted... If you scratch miserably, it would be more beautiful to offer your head cleanly.

However, the pupil that lives in these eyes hasn't disappeared yet, and the pupil doesn't intend to give up until the end. I am not willing to decorate the end beautifully. You can't die in this place, even if you're covered in mud!

And it was the same for Nabeshima. I'm not unharmed with him. The middle finger of my left hand turned purple and the center of gravity was not stable from before. Probably broke his ribs. The moment I kicked it, I felt a definite response. Try to be spicy just by breathing.

However, just like Kaoru, there was no color of giving up in her eyes. If you perform a semi-automatic move, it will be immediately returned and you will be fatally wounded. The sword was useless in battle. A sword cannot beat a spear. A man named Naomi Nabeshima was the swordsman who overturned such common sense.

The stalemate occurred because each other's skills were equal. You deliberately change the center of gravity to shake it, or you shake your gaze or prey to induce agitation. Looking at the silent defense from the side, it seemed like he was resting, and the surrounding soldiers began to raise their voices.

Ogawa-sama, we'll fight together!!

That's right! Let's go to the Blood Festival!

"Nabeshima-sama! If you attack with a few numbers, such an old man..."

"Oh, yes!! We have to achieve results-" It's useless!! "

Cut off the soldiers' jokes. Strangely, the voice was emitted like a hotpot. I also knew about Hotpot Island. Whether you're trying to take down a thousand marshals, you'll find it more valuable to take down the man in front of you. I hope that the fact that we are stuck in a bend is the greatest advantage for our army.

Honestly, I'm trying to reprimand the soldiers if I can afford to give instructions. I asked Nabeshima to turn to the enemy soldiers and work hard for the young man.

That would have been the same for Nabeshima. He narrows his eyebrows in irritation. Maybe you thought you weren't going to get in the way--

"......?!"

At that time, I saw an enemy soldier holding a bow behind Nabeshima.

The sound disappears from the world and time slowly flows slowly.

Between soldier and soldier. From the gap that I wouldn't know if I didn't just look at the face of Hotpot Island, I certainly captured a bow and arrow with a standard set between my eyebrows.

There was a cold smile on the enemy's face, and the bow was already squeezed.

(Oh, this is inevitable.)

Tsubaki understood the solo as he entrusted himself to the strange sensation of time flowing slowly. The master of archery can't miss this distance. Not to mention not getting in the way of anything. While he blinked, the arrow would pierce between his eyebrows.

Exhale.

It was a shaped and long-running battle. I didn't want to blame that archer. In the coming times, there will be those who will survive greedily for their own benefit.

(That's another way to do it, isn't it?)

Nabeshima noticed something unusual and turned around. But it was already late, and an arrow was about to be fired from the Archer's hand.

(...... Mindless, this far)

I gave up on a desperate situation... it was then.

”Fufufufu... I got it... nnh!?”

Suddenly, the Archer's body collapsed to the side. A stunned face. The wave of people quickly disappeared.

"What......"

Inadvertently shifts his gaze to the side. There, the Maori soldiers charged from the side of the Dragon Temple Army. And it was led by a young man.

Tsubaki inadvertently tries to call out to young people.

"I, young lady..."

Reaching out and saying his name, the young man drew his reins without staring at him.

"Uncle... don't let Shishiro get in the way!!" Advance and raise your voice! Mashiro was fighting for his life. It's a Maori shame to cowardice here!! "

Ohhhh!!!

Inspired by the young people, a crowd of young people followed. The avalanche-like storm scattered the Ryusuku Temple troops hardened behind Hotpot Island and clashed instantly with the reinforcements of the Ryusuku Temple troops who noticed the abnormality.

The flow changes.

The Maori army, which was turning behind, breathed back into the young people who were fighting on the front lines. On the other hand, the Dragon Temple Army, which had received unexpected resistance, ran agitated.

Some attract nabeshimasu, the commanding tower, but undoubtedly the youthful maneuver disturbed the Ryugakuji army's lineup.

I turned my gaze to the actor who changed the situation in such an instant. Although she was acting proudly, her hand holding the army was trembling, and she was pulling her hips back and straddling the horse somehow. Still, her eyes and eyes stare straight ahead with tears in their eyes.

On the side of her face, now the image of her deceased brother overlapped.

"............"

My vision oozes.

My brother was weak and molested to the point of being morbid. Compared to my father, my younger brother suffered compared to his younger brothers. My brother couldn't shake his spear or plot a plot.

As expected, your brother was a kind man. Someone who could fight for someone. He couldn't fight for himself.

Such a younger brother died, and I knew how much you worked for the Maori family at the funeral. My brother, who was despised as plain and incompetent, was working every day as a powerhouse under the edge. He was a much better man than anyone who showed off his talent.

I swore to it when I found out. From now on, I will live for the Maori family. Until my brother's death, I wanted to guide the young man who was left behind.

And now, that frail young man is more determined than anyone to go to the front and inspire his allies. The trembling body, for some reason, wiped away the fear of death. That little courage stained my chest.

(Brother... Father... Young man... Young man took a step as a samurai...!!)

When I was chewing on the growth of the young man with the thought of swallowing tears, I suddenly remembered that I was in the midst of a one-ride fight and returned to my sanity.

When I turned my gaze, there was already a figure of Nabeshima who had unlocked his stance. Nabeshima smiles bitterly as if he has finally seen us.

“Why did you wait for me?”

Make the question come naturally to mind. Then Nabeshima told me why, whilst scratching his cheeks.

"This is the one who imitated innocence first." Without it, Lord Ogawa would not have exposed the gap in the first place. I'm not ashamed to poke through that gap and attack....... Besides, I know how much it hurts to be happy with the Lord's growth. "

"... I see. Then I should have said I was sorry to keep you waiting."

Yeah.

Hold each other's prey.

I won't say thank you. I can't tell you. If there's no one left to stand in my way, we'll just keep riding.

Lower your hips and close your gaze.

"............!!!"

There was no word.

I stepped in at the same time. A swaying earth. Earth smoke. Cut out the smoke with a spear and aim at where no one is, twisting your body in the air. At that moment, Nabeshima, who had jumped into the smoke, appeared in a crawling position. Tangled gazes. Nabeshima was also convinced that Tsubaki was there. Stance of the sword. It intersects the trajectory from the heavens and the trajectory rising from the earth.

- Chop.

The ringing of the bell. The spear was cut in two. Blood dripping. Nabeshima, convinced of his victory... his face was stunned.

"W-what...?!"

At the end of Nabeshima's line of sight, a loving spear dances through the air like a stream of wind. As expected, it didn't have the right tip.

Blood dripping.

While enduring sharp pain, his right hand was firmly clenching the tip of the spear.

The blade bleeds.

I changed my spear with my left hand. There was no power left on Nabeshima Island, where the sword was shaken with all its spirits.

"I trusted you... if you were me, I would definitely cut off the blow!!"

"............ Stunning"

"... ahhhhhhh!!"

I bit my back teeth. The tip of my spear was sucked into my defenseless chest and pierced through my armor.

The silence came, and as he straddled the body of Hotpot Island, which was sinking into the sea of blood, Kaoru's breathing was desperately regulated.

Nabeshima has a slight breath, but it is not the earliest wound to be saved. As the light was gradually losing out from those eyes, a realistic feeling finally emerged of dominating the battle.

The Otomo Expedition had not yet begun. This is just a preface to this exhaustion. The battle continues. I have to get back to my post soon... "

The moment I tried to get up by putting my strength into my legs, I thought that the right arm of the hotpot island that had fallen without strength had moved agilely and pulled out the armpit that was pointed at the hips of the hammer, and the hotpot island pierced the blade into the thigh of the hammer.

"Nguuu!?...... Nah, hotpot island ahhhh"

"... I'm sorry, but I can't let Ogawa move freely like this." That's why my mission was given to me......... Your Highness, I'm going to cum first. I think you're the one...... but...... "

At the end of the day, Nabeshima was left breathless. In contrast to Nabe Island, which had a cool face, Tsubaki's face was overflowing with impatience.

Nabeshima is not the main order. It was an amusement. The soldiers behind them are not our army. In that case, this army... Takashi Ryuzaki's location is--

"And, my lord... please hurry back to my side!!" His aim is... his aim is...... "

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

The sounds of the battlefield vanished from the words of Kaoru.

Shortly thereafter, the left wing of the Hashiba army collapsed.