Chapter 428 - 430 (1/2)
The country of Vano.
There was a forbidden sacred place in the mountains near the flower capital.
This was the place where the divine tree grew.
If a person dares to enter there without Yeruashi's permission, he will be immediately attacked by the branches of the divine tree and turned into a'battery'.
At the massive trunk of the towering divine tree, a man sat with a blade on his knees.
The sheathed blade gave off a very gloomy feeling and emitted a dark breath.
Around the scabbard, a faint black haze could be seen with the nȧkėd eye, resembling the scattered will of the weapon.
It was the meito class of Saijo O Wazamono (12) of the Muramasa series.
This cursed meito has many names, but most often it is called the demonic blade.
This meito of the Saijo class About Wazamono was found and sent to the Country of Vano Doflamingo, after which he ended up in the hands of Yeruashi.
Although the cursed meito, as before, emitted a strong demonic breath, but as soon as Yeruashi just grabbed his handle, all this immediately disappeared without a trace.
Yeruashi has been sitting here for more than a month.
During all this time, he did not make a single movement, as if he had turned into a sculpture.
Robin had come here several times, but each time she left after a short observation, trying not to interfere with Yeruashi's training.
During this long meditation, Yeruashi's breathing became weaker every day.
But it did not disappear or merge with the surrounding world, but gradually merged with Muramasa.
Right now, looking from afar, an ordinary person would even have the illusion that there was not a person sitting under a huge tree, but a blade emitting an extremely sharp feeling.
Gradually, Yeruashi's human breath became weaker and weaker, and the sword's breath, on the contrary, became stronger.
Rather than merging with the sword, Yeruashi himself turned into a sword, tempered by the will of the armament countless times.
Silence.
Sakura petals gently fell on Yeruashi's head, clothes and hands, but he seemed not to notice anything around him, continuing to sit motionless in place.
His silver-white hair was decorated with several dozen sakura petals, and his clothes were completely covered with them.
Robin appeared nearby and looked at Yeruashi, who continued to sit under the divine tree, without making a single movement.
”Mr....”
She whispered softly.
Robin did not worry at all about the fact that Yeruashi had not eaten or drunk for more than a month, knowing perfectly well that he could not be compared with a normal person.
It's just that at this moment, Yeruashi, dotted with sakura petals, looked rather sloppy, but for some reason, Robin, on the contrary, seemed more beautiful and attractive than usual.
Robin began to feel like she was possessed.
It is very difficult for men to resist the charm of the Pirate Empress Boa Hancock, and it is equally difficult for women to resist the charm of Yeruashi.
When Robin was standing not far from the divine tree, watching the motionless Yeruashi, he suddenly opened his eyes abruptly.
A sky-blue glow flashed in his blue eyes, vaguely taking the form of a sharp blade.
Phew!!!
In the next moment.
The numerous sakura petals that littered Yeruashi's body were neatly divided in the center, as if they were simultaneously cut by the sharpest blade.
At this moment, Yeruashi's breathing was perfectly synchronized with the blade lying peacefully on his ŀȧp.
If the observer closes his eyes and perceives the environment only with the help of the will of observation, then Yeruashi will seem to him the sharpest blade that can cut everything!
This is the highest level of the path of the sword.
In fact, there is no clear generally accepted division in the world of Van Pease, and any strong enough swordsman can proclaim himself a great master of the sword, but only those who managed to reach the peak of the path of the sword truly deserve this title!
After Yeruashi went through battles with such great sword masters as Captain John and Silvers Reilly, and then received the knowledge of the samurai of the Vano Country about the path of the sword, which had accumulated over many hundreds of years, and plunged into deep meditation for a month, he finally managed to break through to this level!
Phew! Phew! Phew!!!