A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

Chapter 11 Ubuyashiki's Concern

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The headless corpse of the Iron Demon knelt on the ground.

Kousaburo, who had been watching the battle from a distance by the door, slowly descended and eventually knelt on the ground.

"Why, why was my head cut off!"

"I don't want to die! I've already become a ghost, why should I die!"

"I have not yet become that great man's sharpest blade, I have not yet repaid the kindness he bestowed upon me..."

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The long knife pierced the iron demon's cheek and then cut off its tongue, rendering it unable to speak.

Taiyi coldly stared at the ghost at his feet, frowned, and said coldly, "If the way to repay a debt of gratitude is to take the lives of others, then such a debt of gratitude is simply a heinous crime."

Taiyi only sheathed his longsword after the Iron Demon spoke and its head and body completely dissipated.

I was about to go over and help Takebei up, but when I saw the clothes left on the ground after Tetsuki disappeared, an idea suddenly popped into my head.

Taiyi nudged the ground with his toe, and his eyes lit up instantly when he saw what was under his feet.

"Judging by this, it's probably worth 20 taels. I never thought you could get gold coins from fighting ghosts!"

As for why Tetsuki, being a demon, would still carry Kobankin with him, Taiichi didn't want to delve into it.

As he walked over and picked up Takebei, Kousaburo, the head of the village, and the guild leader also came to him.

"Lord Taiichi!" Kousaburo looked at Taiichi, his face flushed red, his hands clenched into fists in front of his chest, and shouted, "How, how did you do that!"

"Incredible, sir! You actually defeated such a terrifying creature just like that!"

"Yeah, I didn't even see it clearly. I just felt you disappear in a flash, and then, and then..."

The master and the group leader gestured wildly while trying their best to organize their words to describe what had just happened.

"Alright." Taiichi smiled, lifted Takebei in his arms a little higher, and said with some difficulty, "Let's worry about how to treat Lord Takebei."

"Oh dear, I was so excited that I forgot Lord Takebei was seriously injured! But there's no doctor in our village!"

The master slapped his forehead and stomped his feet in frustration.

"It's alright, I've already contacted Yin, someone will come to treat you soon."

Kousaburo regained his composure, and while reassuring everyone, his eyes remained fixed on Taiichi, shining brightly.

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"Where is this? Is it hell? No, I'm a Demon Slayer Corps samurai. Dying should be heaven!"

"But if this is heaven... why is it so dilapidated, like it's in a village..."

Shirakawa Takebei opened his eyes, looked at the rotten roof beams above him, and said somewhat groggily.

"Lord Takebei, although you are our savior, it is extremely rude of you to speak like this!"

The master, with a dark expression, approached the bedside and spoke in a very low voice.

"I'm not dead?"

"Where's the ghost?"

Takebei opened his eyes as wide as possible and instantly became fully awake.

"The ghost is dead."

A gentle voice came, which made Takebei relax again.

"It's good that you're dead, it's good that you're dead, you're dead...wait, how did you die!"

Just as Takebei was about to get up, a warm and strong hand pressed him back onto the bed.

When he turned around, he saw Taiichi, Kousaburo, the head of the village, the group leader, and members of the hidden organization wearing black headscarves and masks.

After looking around, Takebei finally focused his attention on Taiichi.

If we're talking about someone who can kill a demon and save himself, then apart from Taiichi, there's no one else present.

but......

"how did you do it?"

Takebei felt his throat was dry, and even his voice seemed to have become hoarse.

After training for so long and undergoing rigorous training from the instructors, I fought my way through the Fujikashiyama assessment, slaying dozens of demons along the way, and was rated as a Class D demon hunter.

Even so, it still couldn't cause any damage to the Iron Demon from last night.

But Taiichi in front of us is just an ordinary samurai from the "Hitomi no Sen" family of Edo. How did he manage to do that?

"Slaying demons is just a matter of drawing and sheathing your sword, isn't it?"

Taiichi didn't want to answer this question, which he had been asked countless times, and he couldn't answer it.

Now that Takebei has woken up, Kaku will take him to the treatment location after dawn, and it will be time for me to leave as well.

“Kousaburo.” Taiichi looked at the other person and smiled, “I think you won’t need my protection for the rest of the journey.”

"Um..." Kousaburo scratched his head sheepishly, and finally could only chuckle awkwardly, "I really can't trouble you any further, Tai-ichi."

"In that case, let's settle the payment."

"what?"

......

As soon as the sun peeked out, the moon on the other side shyly hid away.

In a valley surrounded by mountains and with flat land in the middle, a samurai residence built in the style of a study stands quietly.

Through the gate, the startled deer in the courtyard kept nodding up and down, making a thumping sound.

In the middle of the main house, where the paper sliding door has been opened, sits a man with purple scars all over his forehead. He is the 94th head of the Ubuyashiki family, Ubuyashiki Keiya.

At this moment, he was not as calm as usual, but looked at the raven in front of him with some shock.

"It's incredible that a non-Demon Slayer Corps samurai could slay a demon."

"Ubuyashiki Keiya muttered to himself."

“Husband, long ago, before Yoriichi appeared, weren’t there samurai who slew demons?”

His wife, Ubuyashiki Azumi, came to the opposite side, slowly sat down, and stroked the Kasugai's feathers while speaking in a low voice.

"It's different. Back then it was the Warring States period. Warriors went through trials of blood and fire every day, and their martial arts skills were extremely powerful."

"As for the samurai of today... since the establishment of the shogunate, there have been nearly 200 years of peace, and the samurai's martial arts have long been far removed from actual combat."

"It's even possible that the armor they've inherited from their ancestors is riddled with holes after being eaten by insects and rodents."

At this point, Keiya Ubuyashiki shook his head and finally sighed.

"So, he's a samurai with great potential? Then we can recruit him into the Demon Slayer Corps, and maybe even create another 'Pillar'?"

Compared to her previous calmness, Ubuyashiki Utazumi's voice was noticeably louder now.

My husband's greatest concern is the struggle against ghosts.

If we could have one more Pillar, I believe my husband would be very happy, and the other samurai of the Demon Slayer Corps would be happy too.

"No, I have a feeling he won't join the Demon Slayer Corps, or rather, not now."

"And according to the information from the front, he seems to know about the existence of the demon, and even knows how to defeat it."

"So even if he doesn't join us, he will definitely contact us."

"Because I have what he wants here."

Keiya Ubuyashiki said firmly.