226 Episode 93: Weiwei VS Klimt (1/2)
In front of an old man named Wei Wei (depressed), who called himself Mr. Fang, Klimt was chewing his back teeth to withstand the pressure of the opponent.
It wasn't that they were deliberately intimidating Klimt.Rather than intimidating, I didn't even pull out my sword.
Nevertheless, Klimt's body was as heavy as if it had been dressed in lead armor.The chill crawled from her feet like a snake, clinging to her legs.
Klimt couldn't help but admit that he was under pressure by the old man in front of him.The difference in power between him and me is clear, and he will see defeat before he fights.This feeling was very similar to when I put my brother-in-law Dialto in front of me or the main ceremony part in front of me.
─ ─ For a moment, the face of a black-haired synchronous student crossed his mind, but Klimt frowned and dropped the phantom.
Seeing his face, Wei Rui (depressed) thought that Klimt was vigilant, and began to speak lightly in a hostile voice.
”Can you tell me why you, a subordinate of the Imperial Sword Clan, decided to fight Zhendu?”If Zhendu is rude, I will apologize as the chief. ”
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When Klimt was silent, Wei Wei (depressed) continued to speak softly.
”If you had intended to stand in front of Mr. Fang, I would fight as the leader.”Just to be clear, you don't think that the sword of an immature person is the mainstay of the Nakamura ceremony.He is a genius, but he is the youngest and inexperienced among the users of the Nakaki formula. ”
Klimt reflexively frowned when he heard that.
I don't know the exact age, but Zhen Du (properly) is clearly over thirty years old.Probably close to forty years old.If a swordsman of that age is the youngest and inexperienced user, the other Nakaki swordsmen will be even older than Zhendu.
In swordsmanship, which takes twenty or thirty years to raise a single swordsman, it is difficult to have as many swordsmen as the eight banners of the green forest.In addition, since I was thirty or forty years old when I learned the Nakaki formula, I had to work for a shorter period of time as a swordsman.
Even considering that Zhendu (Shinto) was acting alone, and that Usui (depressed), who called herself the leader, appeared alone, it seems that the number of users of the Nakamura formula is quite small.Isn't that the only number that can be counted by the fingers of both hands?Klimt guessed so.
And then, Zhendu (properly), whose agitation had finally subsided, raised his voice.
”Master Wei, please wait!”Do not listen to the words of such a lad! ”
And he cried out, and Zhen-dou (properly) spoke his plan toward Weir (depressed).
Listening to Zhen Do (properly) 's plot to lure out the Nakayama army as bait for the rebellion of Mt. Tsubaki and let the back of it fall to the swordsman, Wei Tsubaki (depressed Rui) hangs his eyebrows slightly at an angle that others cannot see.
Originally, the information that Fangsang and Mitsujin Shiki have connected with the Imperial Sword Clan is strictly confidential, and it is a level of confidentiality that the opponent must be immediately disposed of if it is known.
Although the people here already know that, considering the possibility that the Tsubayama soldiers who heard the sound of the battle will come, the act of Zhen Do (properly) can only be said to be bypassed (depression).
At this point, Wei Wei's decision scale (Hari) tilted heavily to one side, but he did not immediately move on to action because he recognized the need to confirm the standing position of Klimt, a Qinglin flag bearer.
Even if you are the head of Mr. Fang, you cannot slash the Qinglin bannerman as you wish.For the Mitsugami Shrine, the existence of the House of the Sword was great.
But when he had finished listening to Zhendou, he realized that he had wasted his time.Zhendu was making a fundamental mistake.
Fool
”... what about you?”
”The connection with us is a legendary secret for the master of the sword.”There is no way I could lightly get subordinates to do it.Not to mention, it's impossible for that ceremony to reveal a secret to such a young man. ”
Zhen Do (properly) blinked his eyes in bewilderment at the point of Weiwei (depressed).
I felt a little anxious and opened my mouth in a panic.
”But, Kurt is here!”At the time of Mt. Tsubaki's rebellion, Qinglin flag bearers came to Daxing Mountain by chance, etc.I can't think of anything other than the orders of the formulas! ”
”It's no coincidence at all.Perhaps, in some way, the intention of the form part is teasing.But you can do that without revealing your secret.”[T] hey, Zhendu (properly).” Was this young man's word and deed really from someone who knew the secret? ”
The questioned Zhendu (properly) opened his mouth reflexively, but no voice came out of it.In retrospect, I must have felt uncomfortable with Klimt's words and actions.
Seeing the reaction, Wei Ru (depressed) exhales in small breaths.Wei Rui, who knew the strength of Zhendu's desire for approval, guessed with perfect accuracy what had happened in Daxing Mountain.And I could see that Klimt's actions were outside the Sword Clan's orders.
Wei Rui continued to speak as he looked into the eyes of Zhendu.
”I blinded my eyes with a sense of superiority that I could not bear to be foolish, and slipped my mouth, and gave me a secret.I was so shocked to get behind with my sword in my rhetoric, Zhendu.It was possible that the unexpected triviality could become a hole in the ant that would destroy the great desire of the purifying world.Since when have you been able to move your swordsman on your own? ”
”Um, Master Weiwei (depressed), I'm here to fulfill my orders...!”
”It is true that I ordered you to bind the remnants of Mount Tsubayama, but I don't remember giving you the authority to go out without permission.”Not to mention the authority to move the House of the Sword without the permission of the Saint.It seems that I am too spoiled to love the gifted man who mended the ceremony before I was forty years old. ”
In front of the depressed, quiet voice, Zhendou (properly) shakes his body.From the forehead, a sweat like a waterfall flows, and a rough breath echoes in the darkness of the night.
The appearance of an adult male close to Forty Routes shrinking like a scolded child was very ridiculous from the side.
But Klimt didn't laugh.I couldn't laugh. No matter how quiet the words were, the blade-like pressure contained in the words of Wei Lu could not be deceived.Even the Klimt that I'm just listening to has a cold sweat all over my body.
─ ─ I wonder when it came out. A sword with a cold glow was held in Weiwei's hand.
The next moment Klimt realized that, there was a dull sound, and Zhendu's (proper) head rolled down on the floor.
After cutting off the neck of the Zhendou (shiitake) without showing any hands, the depressed man did not glance at what he slashed down, and turned back to the Klimt.
Klimt's deep, dark gaze concentrated the darkness of the night, and Klimt stood reflexively in his heart.
But...
”Gu...!?”
Your whole body is tightened like an invisible giant's hand.An intense pressure (pressure) that doesn't move your hands or feet, and doesn't even allow you to breathe.
Shortly thereafter, the Sari Gara (from the Kuriri) in Klimt's hand disappeared into the sky to melt.I was able to seal off the power that I had to maintain my battles.