Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

I'll be back a little longer than the settlement of the battle between Kate and Stone Boat Sai. It was when Musashi left Raingard. At that time, Musashi was spending his last moments with his family.

"... Probably, whatever"

"Hmm?"

"I guess Lord Soku is waiting for you over there..."

With his wife Mitra on her knees, Musashi speaks of waiting as if she were having a daily conversation. Besides, Mitra laughed with pleasure.

"I used to say, the twat thing is the one when you wait?

"Hmmm...... I miss it. I felt it over and over again in Japan. I've felt it more than once since I've been here until I held you."

……

To Musashi's story, Mitra was listening with a smile. To this, Musashi asks up for fun with a laugh.

"What. [incomprehensible]

"Because I'm my wife."

"? What. I don't know what that means."

"How many years have you been dating?"

I don't know. Musashi gets up and looks strange at Mitra's words. To this, Mitra taught me.

"If my husband is going to fight, it is the duty of the Wujia wife to protect the house until he drops it off. Right?"

"Well, then... what happened to it?"

"Are you the... Mr. Soku? When I heard you were trying to capture him alive, I knew how you felt."

……

Pokan. Musashi shudders by Mitra's words. Mitra laughed at this.

"You are Musashi Miyamoto. Miyamoto's parents. Master of the Brave Kite...... right?

"... um"

Completely foreseeable. Musashi fell asleep to her knee pillow again, understanding why Mitra would not persevere. Thus, once again, he decided to feed his English in preparation for the battle against Soto.

Okay, then time moves on, when Kate was fighting Stone Boat Sai. Musashi was also starting a battle with Soku.

"Ha!"

"Huh!"

Musashi and Soku's sword trident meet, sparks scatter. Again, against my father, Ishikusai, who ended up in a battle where he elaborated his moves as a martial artist in one way or another, what Soku wanted was to fight as a bloody, fleshy, pure warrior. Therefore he did not use the Divine Yin Current, but fought a battle somewhere similar to a proper one.

"Eh."

If it's still one blow at a time, is that it up there? Soku smiles slightly at the blow of a very heavy Musashi. but it was fun at the same time.

"Ooh!"

If he loses a blow, Soto waves his sword out loud to scold himself to surpass it. And no matter how many unusual weapons the opponent possesses, no matter how unusual the force, Musashi is one-handed. Therefore, Musashi is slightly pushed by a powerful blow. There, Soto kicked the ground without any mercy.

"Huh... Ha!

"Whoa!

Against the Soto who comes in pursuit, Musashi puts his strength into his belly in the mood of tearing, waves his sword and takes that blow without any slight movement. That way, the sound of the gouge stops and the sect's machete stops.

"... secret sword"

What's his name? Soku gets an unexpected surprise at the word Musashi told him. but immediately jumped off the scene to the fierce cold felt at the same time.

So, the next moment. A flying spike was released and pierced the spot where Sokuto was until a moment ago. Without a doubt, if judgment had been delayed for even a moment, it would have been skewered.

"Wasn't < > Kojiro's move?"

"Is that so? It belongs to Nong. Originally, they say they drop flying swallows. I broke it, but that's why I said < >. So, that's what the princess uses now < >. To be precise, < > is to say that < > is torn..."

Fun with Kanrakara, Musashi mentions Asahi's moves. As mentioned earlier, Musashi himself has already been told that < > is inevitable and indefensible. At that time, the name < > was given to Asahi.

"As we've just seen, it's easy to hide behind a machete and tap the counter."

"Easy?"

"Isn't that easy? That was almost indestructible at the time of the drop. I changed my mind."

To the point of laughing, Musashi laughs with pleasure again. If you can't tear it straight out of the front, do the odd thing. They were blind.

"So, a machete the size of that."

"Ruri. Ma, I used it on Shinojima. You've got this kind of power in the corner, but you can't use it."

"Totally......"

An immeasurable man out of common sense. Soku laughs amusedly, but somewhere frightened. That's what Musashi asked him.

"So... I'm not going to use < > for long. I haven't had a chamberlain for a very long time, and I don't really want to be in a situation."

"... I'm not using it, I can't use it. Didn't Kate tell you? < > is not that convenient."

"I thought you'd listen. Right or right. Has the Normal Normal Normal Norm been so extreme that it cannot even be read by the Sokku Palace? This is good."

Fun, Musashi laughs in a good mood. Kite told Quong that < > is not that convenient. That's only a scratch behind consciousness, but you have to grasp the 'breath' of consciousness. The more they go up there, the less they can do that. It wasn't something I could do early when they told me to do it.

"Well... how about that"

"I know, I know. You have to disturb your breathing to use it, don't you? Good, come on!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Soto also kicks the ground by raising his temper to Musashi. Thus, the sword trident exchanged again.

"Ha!"

"Huh!"

On a temperamental sword, Musashi deflects the track by making sure to align the left machete. He then kicked up the belly of Sokuto, who was about to lose his posture slightly at the foresight.

"Gu!"

"No!?

With a blow to his stomach, but with a fierce grin and accepting all the cuttings of that kick, Sokuto throws Musashi with his leg as his starting point. but he's also in a pretty impossible position. I didn't get that far out of the flight, I was flying sideways over the top one way or the other.

"Tsk!

"Ha!"

Soto plunges again into Musashi, where sudden braking has been set to stop like slipping on the ground. To this, Musashi stomps firmly on the ground again and waits.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Musashi is accidentally pressured by the momentum of the sword trident released with the roar. That's how the temperamental, defeated Musashi was blown away a lot.

(Damn it! Now we can't leave the momentum to the young! You're not about ten times as old!

Musashi maligns with his heart as he gently breaks through the wall of sound speed. Well, I'm more prepared for this than I am for the sect I hoped I would be.

So he was ready and once again stuck his two swords to the ground and slowed sharply. He waved his double sword as he slid slightly back into the sect pursuing himself.

"Ah! Brilliant!

"I'm not walking ten times as far as your lord to Dada!

Heavy and heavy strikes collide and impending. For a moment now. Musashi's defense would not have made it if it had stopped completely. It was the perfect braking after taking everything into account, such as the distance traveled.

"Phew."

"Ha."

Once you stop, you'll be rewarded with the spear on the spot. Once Musashi's twin swords are thus turned, Soku follows it in an extreme motion. Dozens of degrees for a sword trident to cross. The spark blooms as if it were a flower garden, and the two strike hard again.

"" Eh. "

After the loud noise, the two are played as if they were the same pole of a magnet. To this, Musashi lands lightly without placing another sudden brake.

(Has it been removed)

It was a process of assault. Soku looks at Dawn Musashi and thinks so. It was a stream of flesh and blood all at once.

but Musashi took it off. I dared not ride the stream. Nevertheless, it was not Musashi who missed the flow of the attack because of it.

"Huh!"

To the killing I felt behind my back, Soto jumps off the spot unexpectedly. Shortly thereafter, Musashi's split sweeps away where he was. Musashi stood with a knife on his back against Soto, who jumped up like that. It's a habitual slaughter.

"… < >"

"Eh."

It has to be. Soku grins before the imminent massacre. It's a massive slaughter so far. Even if it is slaughter, it may not leave any trace. What's wrong with this not being fun? It was such a face.

……

Rapidly, Soto concentrates consciousness. We can't prevent a blow that binds countless slaughters in a legitimate way. Then the way it's not legitimate. There was only the Divine Yin Current.

(... I see it)

Concentrate your consciousness and read the world's currents, and Soto finds something like the convergence point of the forces that bind < > one room at one end. Thus he chops off only the part of the branch that binds the chamber.

"Phew..."

"Become... I'm still not impotent"

I've never been broken in such an unscrupulous way before, even if I've been broken from the front. Musashi looks back like that. but even though it was frightening, it was only then that I put in a greater mood.

"So... how about this?

Soku accidentally opened his eyes to the countless slaughters that appeared on his own path to freefall. < >. It was a face attack with countless slashes.

This countless slaughter has nothing to bind it to like < >. I can't unravel it as cleverly as I did earlier.

……

Before the slaughter that runs countless times, Soto sharpens his consciousness only for a moment. Read the flow and expose yourself to slaughter somewhere. Before the countless slaughters, Soto understood it. So he went into action before he did.

"Ho..."

Unexpectedly, a sigh overflowed from Musashi's mouth. Soku pre-fetched the slaughter that ran momentarily, and defeated all the slaughter before < >. As such, Soto lands lightly.

"... Phew"

"I had no idea this was going to be such a brilliant deal,"

Laughing joyfully, Musashi utters an unspeakable praise. No matter how brilliantly perfect everything was handled so far, there was no way to complain. Soto asks him that.

"Are we done?

"Ka? I will use it if I can... I wasn't seeing Kate at the point before your lords arrived. If it's about the touch of the divine shadow, I understand. Therefore, it can no longer be used. No, the Yin of God is exactly what kills every other genre."

……

Musashi's fun, and then Sokuto just laughs with fun at words that resemble bitterness. To him like that, Musashi went on.

"Technique... Well, if it's the way you put it this way, is it a technique (skill)? It's the moment you use it that's filled with gaps above all else. If it is applied to the divine shadow, it will be the moment when breathing becomes most obvious. Therefore, it cannot be used. And I can't even mould it. If we move away from nature, there will be a certain beat that is different from anything else. If you see it through, you'll see between breaths... at some point, the blade will arrive."

Therefore, I do not use all appropriate moves (skills). Musashi tells the answer to the inquiry of the Synopsis, together with the rationality of the Divine Yin Current. In so doing, he exhales deeply as to forgive his own heart, which swayed with slight excitement.

"Phew...... well. I can't believe that the poles where Lord Nobunaga and Lord Nobunaga were conceived will be the same."

"Huh..."

Nana. Musashi dares to change his double-sword to the size he used on Earth, draping his arms as if he were weak. The figure, correctly, is the self-portrait he once painted in late life itself. If I painted that as him when I was younger, he looked like this would happen. And it was that appearance that was the ultimate 'mould' that he should have found himself at the end of eternity.

"... this size. I haven't seen it in hundreds of years, but I'm really familiar with it. It's like yesterday when I fought with these two gestures."

……

Is it no longer possible to read breathing? Seeing a serene musashi somewhere, I understand that < > doesn't work. He doesn't make too much of a difference from normal times right now. Always on the battlefield. It was not easy to read the breath of the master who came to that state.

"... no"

No, it's useless where I used it. Soto shook his head clearly against cutting the trump card < >, which he thought only slightly about. I didn't see a winnable flow when I used < > to the limit of Musashi today. Then only your senses can be relied upon later. Soto smiles at it.

"... come"

"Uhm."

Musashi also responds briefly to Soku's words. That's how Soto kicked the ground, and Musashi slowly, but only the master could see the movement at a speed.