I, permanently add attributes, ascend to become a god

The people who had been waiting here for a long time were the welcoming staff of the Demon Slayer Corps' Kyoto branch: three demon slayers and a dozen hermits in charge of logistics.

The Demon Slayer Corps is not an organization that pays much attention to etiquette, but given the reputation of the Flame Pillar, if they are not stopped, I'm afraid the entire Kyoto branch will come to greet them.

The three demon-slaying swordsmen don't seem like much.

However, it is extremely difficult to train a demon-slaying swordsman.

If ordinary people go to kill demons, they are committing suicide. The Demon Slayer Corps has extremely strict requirements for its members.

Only swordsmen who have learned the breathing technique have a chance to survive for seven days on Mount Fuji, which is full of demons, and pass the assessment to become the lowest-level Aoi-level member.

Even for the talented Tanjiro, it took him two years to go from a woodcutter to this point.

It doesn't matter that the training time is long.

Fighting against undead demons in the dark is a test of the swordsman's psychological endurance.

Most people can't bear to turn into a hidden department.

Of course, even the lowest-ranking Aoi-level member of the Demon Slayer Corps receives a monthly salary of 20 yen, and at the level of the Pillar, you can spend it as you like!

After all, for the Ubuyashiki family, money is probably the most worthless thing.

...

"By the way, when I was at the Demon Slayer Corps' logistics base, I think I was given a small box, saying it was my monthly salary."

While crouching on Tengxi Mountain, Lin Chen accidentally remembered that Koishi Goto had given him a small box before leaving, saying it was the monthly salary of a pillar-level swordsman.

At that time, I just thought it was some money so I didn't bother to look at it and directly put it into the storage space without paying any attention to it.

Lin Chen, who is now accompanied by mosquitoes, is so idle that he is about to pick his feet. Suddenly, he became curious about the monthly salary of the pillar-level members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

With a wave of his hand, a box made of high-quality wood appeared in Lin Chen's hand.

Lin Chen opened it casually and was stunned.

There was no banknotes or gold inside, but a small piece of dark blue.

"It's actually... a soul fragment (small)!!!"

Lin Chen touched the smooth surface of the crystal in disbelief, looked at the description on it, and shook his head vigorously.

Not an illusion!

He checked the salary of the Demon Slayer Corps with the mentality of taking a look at the garbage, but he didn't expect that he would get a big surprise.

A soul fragment (small) worth at least 2 game coins is Lin Chen’s monthly salary as the Xizhu!

Lin Chen felt from the bottom of his heart what a high-paying job was.

So rich and powerful, so terrifying!

Lin Chen's favorability towards Ubuyashiki Yoya has reached its maximum.

He is truly rich and truly generous.

Lin Chen likes this kind of people.

It’s not in vain that this Demon Slayer Corps’ Xizhu serves as its leader.

...

Rengoku Kyojuro looked at the people who came to greet him, and laughed as he led Tanjiro and the other two over.

The position of the Flame Pillar has been passed down from generation to generation in the Rengoku family, and the Kyoto area is the garrison area of ​​the Flame Pillar. For example, Rengoku Kyojuro's father, the predecessor of the Flame Pillar, Rengoku Makijuro, also slayed demons near Kyoto.

Many of the members of these Kyoto branches are old subordinates of Rengoku Kyojuro's father.

Rengoku Kyojuro has succeeded the Flame Pillar for many years, and he also led the new members of the Kyoto branch.

For a moment, the atmosphere was warm and both sides had a pleasant conversation.

They randomly found a small noodle restaurant to sit down and welcome the Flame Pillar and his entourage.

...

"good to eat!"

"good to eat!"

Rengoku Kyojuro exclaimed loudly while eating noodles in big mouthfuls.

The swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps next to him was also used to it. Rengoku Kyojuro had just become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps and encountered a demon using a flute during his first mission. Although he successfully killed the flute demon, he also paid the price of a broken eardrum, so his voice became unconsciously very loud.

"This is what happened. Several Demon Slayer swordsmen have gone missing while investigating the disappearance of passengers on the Infinite Train."

Sakagami, the Kyoto swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, said bitterly.

Missing is a euphemism used among the members of the Demon Slayer Corps. Once a demon slayer swordsman goes missing, it means that the demon slayer has failed.

And if you fail, not even a corpse will be left.

Demons eat humans, and the members of the Demon Slayer Corps are also human, so they are no exception.

Most of the graves that the head abbot, Ubuyashiki Yoya, visits every day are cenotaphs.

"How could it be... These are all experienced seniors, they will be fine!"

Tanjiro couldn't help but speak. Although he had an extremely gentle personality, he still held a glimmer of hope for the survival of the missing members.

Rengoku Kyojuro shook his head. Beneath his generous appearance, a raging fire of rage had already been ignited deep in his heart.

He could call out the name of each of these missing swordsmen, and their voices and smiles from the past echoed in his mind.

Even so, as a Pillar, Rengoku Kyojuro cannot show it. He is a leader, and anger and sadness are not good emotions.

"Let's go check out the crime scene, the station where people frequently go missing!"

Rengoku Kyojuro put down the empty bowl, waved his sleeves, and took his team members to the scene for investigation.

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Kyoto, Kyoto Station.

The current era is still in the transition period between the steam society and the agricultural society, and the steam locomotive is a product of the new era.

Only a few big cities like Kyoto have it.

The station, which used to be crowded with people, is now sparse.

"Ah~"

A young girl was sitting on the ground sighing, with a lunch box resting on her legs. A gray-haired old lady was next to her, patiently comforting her.

"Grandma, there aren't many customers today. Don't talk nonsense about ghosts at night. We have to work hard to sell lunch boxes."

"Mom's belly is getting bigger, and Dad's restaurant business is not doing well..."

Xiaofu is very anxious now, as his family is in urgent need of money. He usually sells bento at the station to supplement the family income. But now, because of the constant news of people going missing at the station, the flow of people has suddenly decreased a lot. It is time to work harder, and the more he sells at night, the better.

I don’t know where my grandma got her superstition from, but she keeps muttering silly things every day, like there will be danger after dark and there will be ghosts at night.

As if she were a three-year-old?

Do you still believe in the story that ghosts come out at night to eat people?

Grandma Xiaofu felt helpless. This was not just a story to fool people. She had really encountered a man-eating evil spirit when she was young.

But he was saved by a swordsman with golden red hair.

The fact that there would be man-eating evil spirits at night became a rule she kept in mind throughout her life.

She always emphasizes to her family that there are rumors of people disappearing at the station, and she has a premonition that ghosts are coming out to eat people again.

But now my granddaughter doesn’t believe this at all, and she is also very worried. So she can just let her do things like selling bento boxes at night alone.

"What the...what is this creature?!"

"This length, this deterrent power, can't be wrong!"

"This is definitely the owner of this territory!"

"Very good, let me take the lead!"

"The pigs are advancing!!!"

"The pigs are advancing!!!"

Xiaofu, who was still complaining, was attracted by a strange declaration of war. He turned his head and saw a stupid boy wearing a wild boar head mask, muttering something.

Crazy, use your head to hit the steel train!

Grandma Xiaofu's pupils contracted and she looked in surprise at the figure with golden red hair among the group of people in the distance.

Breath of Fire - Type 1 - Shiranui

Hair, cape, sword...

"Like, so similar!"

"It's him?"

"No, that was 20 years ago."

Rengoku Kyojuro retorted that this mountain boy, Hira Inosuke, regarded the steam locomotive as the most powerful beast king that ruled over a piece of land. Even Rengoku Kyojuro found it too weird!

He said gently to the two people who were looking at him in surprise, "Good evening. I'm sorry to scare you. This kid has seen a steam train for the first time."

"By the way, we are looking for ghosts. Have you ever seen a ghost?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Where is the ghost? Get out now!"

"Let me, Inosuke, kill you!"

Inosuke Hashibira echoed repeatedly, rubbing his dizzy head. This beast king was too tough, almost as tough as Tanjiro. He could not defeat him at all. It would be easier to kill the demon.

Agatsuma Zenitsu complained helplessly: "Hey! Hey! Hey! Can you just tell me the truth?"

"Ordinary people don't know anything about ghosts!"

Both the evil spirits and the Demon Slayer Corps tacitly hide their existence in the darkness, and ordinary people are completely unaware of it.

Either you spend your life in ignorance, or you will die if you meet a ghost. Knowing too much is meaningless except causing panic.

"Ghost, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you want to do?"

Kofuku was already troubled by the ghost matter, and when he heard Rengoku Kyojuro's question, he got furious on the spot.

Why are people talking about ghosts again?

"Xiaofu! Don't be rude!"

Xiaofu's grandmother reached out and held Xiaofu down.

His eyes moved downwards, glancing at the waists of the people in front of him, staring at the Sun Wheel Swords, his mind lost in thought.

If the previous question about finding ghosts only made her guess, then Hashibira Inosuke's words about slaying ghosts made her confirm a fact.

After 20 years, she met this group of people again.

This group of ghost hunters is responsible for hunting down evil ghosts and protecting humans in the dark!

Since you are a ghost hunter, then...

"This face, this cape..."

"Is it you? Twenty years ago, when the evil spirits attacked, you saved me... and Xiaofu's mother!!!"

The old woman, who had experienced the ups and downs of life for a long time, had a trembling tone in her voice. She stared at Rengoku Kyojuro's face, excitedly wanting to get some kind of answer.

Kofuku and Rengoku Kyojuro were both stunned, and two questions arose in their minds at the same time.

"What is grandma talking about???"

"You were saved by me twenty years ago?"

Rengoku Kyojuro thought of his father who was an alcoholic and extremely decadent. Calculating the time, 20 years ago was when his father was the Flame Pillar and was in high spirits.

A warm feeling rose in my heart. My father was not like this before. His sword killed countless evil spirits, and now I can still meet the people my father saved!

He replied in a gentle tone: "Madam, the person you are talking about should be my father. I inherited my father's career and it is my duty to kill ghosts!"

Xiaofu opened his mouth just as he was about to speak, but the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat, and he felt extremely unbelievable.

She listened to her grandmother's sobs after receiving the response and realized an absurd fact.