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Chapter 823

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Just because you don't want Dongmei to be killed, you want to kill the warrior?

Koutarou paused in surprise, not knowing how to react.

The handsome samurai looked at him for a while before withdrawing his gaze. He abruptly pulled out his longsword with both hands, causing blood to spurt out and the demoness to scream in pain!

Then, he turned his blade and was about to slash at the demon woman's neck!

"Ahhhhh!!!" Koutarou's body automatically reacted before he could even think. He instantly pounced towards the samurai!!

The snow-white blade fell, but it quietly changed its direction.

Bang!! The coal seller was hit by the back of the saber and was sent flying.

The demoness who wanted to struggle was firmly pinned to the ground by the samurai.

Koutarou crawled back up and shouted as he tried to attack again. However, he was sent flying yet again.

The same scene repeated four times.

The fifth time, Koutarou grit his teeth and crawled back up. However, his legs gave way again, and he knelt on the ground.

He was struck four times by the back of the saber. His whole body was in pain, and his consciousness was blurred. He felt like he was about to die.

But he had to persevere.

I can't fall, or else my sister will …

He used all his strength to get up and launched another clumsy attack at the samurai!

Then there was another thud.

Koutarou's consciousness sank into darkness, and he no longer knew anything.



There was a thick fog in the air.

It was a sign that the environment was collapsing.

He didn't know what would become of this place in the end, but he guessed that this town wouldn't be preserved.

In other words, the town, which had existed for an unknown period of time and had many "people" living in it, was about to be destroyed!

Understanding this, Seiji's heart stirred.

He knew very well that the "people" here were not humans.

However, they were very much like humans. They had consciousness and thought, and lived like humans.

Although their consciousness and thoughts might not be complete, but … could they be denied their right to live just because of this?

Seiji didn't think so.

He didn't want to deny the "people" in this town. He didn't want to hurt them, but they were doomed because of his arrival.

"Yomi, is there any way to protect everyone here?"

"Not at all. These undead are all dependent on this special environment to exist. The moment the environment collapses will be the moment they disappear," the female spirit answered.

"You think they're undead?"

"They are obviously not living creatures, so of course they are undead."

It was either life or death. The simple dichotomy was quite clear.

"According to this, you are also an undead, right?"

The response was a light chuckle.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what you call them. What's important is that they're creatures that shouldn't exist in the first place. They're fated to disappear in an environment that shouldn't exist in the first place. Even if you pity them, there's nothing you can do about it," Yomi spoke in a casual tone.

Seiji was silent.

Something that shouldn't exist …?

This statement was too ambiguous, too cruel, and too helpless.

He wanted to refute, but at the same time, he realized that even if he did, it would be meaningless.

As a spirit that wasn't human, Yomi was more similar to these "humans" than a human like Seiji. When she said that they were "things that shouldn't have existed", she definitely didn't mean it that way. That would be equivalent to denying herself.

If he didn't think that way, then why would he say that?

Naturally, it was just to comfort him.

"… Is there really no other way?" After a moment of silence, he asked again, unwilling to give up.

The female spirit didn't respond.

And that was the answer.

Seiji sighed in his heart and continued to observe his surroundings.

Since he couldn't do anything, he could at least remember the scenery here.

Not long after, he saw a cherry blossom tree.

Cherry blossoms that shouldn't have bloomed on a snowy winter day were all over the tree. Not just one or two cherry blossoms, but an entire row of cherry blossoms all the way down the road.

Seiji instantly felt that he had found the crux of the matter.

He walked down the cherry blossom tree and soon saw a bright red torii. The torii was shrouded in thick mist, seeming both divine and ominous at the same time.

It was highly likely that his target was inside … Seiji believed this to be the case. He prepared himself and was about to enter when he heard footsteps behind him.

When he turned around, he heard rapid footsteps approaching. It sounded like a large group of people were running towards him.

Not long after, many warriors appeared at the intersection.

"Kill him!!!"

"Kill him!!!"

The moment the samurais saw him, it was as if they had seen an incredibly vicious criminal. They all revealed expressions of anger and hatred as they unsheathed their swords and surrounded him!

Did his concealment spell fail!? Seiji furrowed his eyebrows.

He instantly came to a decision upon seeing so many samurais attacking him. He unsheathed his sword and fought!

No matter what the reason was, it was a fact that he had been discovered. Rather than being chased by these samurais, it would be better to deal with them here so that they wouldn't follow him into the shrine and cause even more trouble.

Seiji felt pity for the "people" here. But, he couldn't be soft-hearted in the face of a battle.

"Die!! Demon!!! "

The samurais shouted as they slashed at their target with all their might.

Swords clashed, swords flashed, figures moved about, and blood sprayed everywhere …

In a single exchange, several warriors from the Samurai side had fallen.

The samurais were astonished by the "demon"'s power, but not a single one of them retreated. Instead, they continued to valiantly fight!

Seiji retreated as he fought, continuously cutting down enemies.

If he was in perfect condition, dealing with these samurais wouldn't have been too difficult. But right now, he felt rather uncomfortable whenever he moved. Soon, he started coughing uncontrollably.

And then, he was struck by a sword.

This sword strike was unable to break through Seiji's barrier.

But after the first sword strike, there was a second, then a third, then a fourth …

Seiji was already feeling uncomfortable, and he was constantly being attacked by the samurais. He roared and viciously swung his sword, cutting three samurais in half!

Blood sprayed everywhere, staining the snow red …

The pitiful sight of three samurais being cut in half shocked the samurais, causing them to retreat.

"Don't be afraid! The demon has already become weak!! It's only struggling!! Keep killing!!! "a samurai suddenly shouted.

This sentence boosted the samurais' morale. The fierce battle continued!

Seiji kept slashing, slashing, slashing … he didn't know how many samurais he had slashed, but he would slash as many as they came.

To these "people", he was indeed a "demon" since he had brought destruction to this place.

At this moment, he had slain so many samurais. His body was covered in blood, and he indeed resembled a demon.

This was a battle to the death between "demons" and "people."

There was no need for pity, and there was no room for mercy.

"Cough cough … cough cough cough cough … come at me!!!" Seiji roared at the samurais as if he was venting.

Even he didn't know what he was venting about.

This wasn't good.

But … this was fine as well.

The samurais collapsed one after another. Their corpses covered almost the entire cherry blossom road, dyeing the snow and ground a bloody color.

The last samurai used his full strength to slash through Seiji's barrier!

But he wasn't able to harm the demon at all — Seiji blocked this slash with his armguard, and then pierced the samurai's neck with the tip of his sword.

The young samurai's eyes widened in anger as he stared at the demon's face and slowly collapsed.

"… You've all done well …"

Seiji calmly praised them as he watched the samurais who had died along the way. He didn't show any emotion, anger, or sorrow.

Then, he started coughing violently until he spat out blood. He knelt down on one knee and dropped his sword.

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