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"Originally, the purpose of producing the Yuan-Zero Type was to serve as a demon-killing weapon to replace members of the Demon Slayer Corps to avoid more casualties."
"It was a great idea, especially for that era."
Tie Qiao touched the box, his eyes dimmed, and he sighed slightly:
"Unfortunately, after production was completed, the weight of the Zero was far greater than expected."
"The technology is not up to the level that it can chase the enemy from a long distance."
"Basically no one can freely transport the Zero to the battlefield to play its role, and there are also great deficiencies in autonomous movement during combat..."
Snapped!
He patted the box, turned his head with a smile, and looked at everyone:
"So, the current Zero is a training doll for members of the Demon Slayer Corps."
Tie Qiao's tone was confident and quite proud:
"Don't look at him as an antique who is more than three hundred years old."
"Now, I can still show my strength close to the pillar."
As he spoke, he looked at the people in front of him.
His eyes passed over the faces of the people in Bei Ming Island one by one.
One column, two columns, three columns...
"Ahem!" He coughed twice, and then looked at the Tokito family:
"Type Zero is suitable for swordsmen below the pillar level to practice swordsmanship. What do you guys think? Do you have any ideas?"
Tie Qiao said generously: "You guys saved the Knife Forging Village. As long as you don't destroy the dolls, it's completely okay to practice this kind of thing!"
At this time.
"etc."
Shitou Yilang suddenly spoke up. He raised his hand slightly and looked at Tie Qiao doubtfully:
"You said this doll's... prototype swordsman is called?"
Tie Qiao looked at Weiyi Lang strangely, and he tilted his head:
"Jigoku Enichi, what's wrong?"
For a while.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yilang.
"Ah, no...it's okay."
After Wei Yilang was stunned for a while, he smiled, touched the back of his head, and looked away for a moment.
Although he is a woodcutter.
But my family does have a family tree.
And it was recorded very clearly.
It started with the two people "Jigoku Iwakatsu" and "Jikoku Enichi" during the Warring States Period.
Although the second generation changed their surname to Shitou.
However, the handwriting of "Jiguo Yuanyi" on the family tree is slightly newer than "Jiguo Yansheng", as if it was filled in later.
I see.
Wei Yilang looked at Yuan Yi Zero.
He seemed to understand why his home was so close to this village he had never heard of.
As for Jiguo Yansheng, who came from home.
Weiyilang previously thought that it might be a duplicate of the name.
Now...
Recalling all the new and unprecedented things he saw last night, Wei Yilang couldn't determine what the facts were.
Sudden.
Uh-huh!
A hand stretched out from the side and was raised high - although the owner of the hand was very short.
Everyone looked down along their hands.
——It’s Ichiro.
"I have questions."
Ichiro frowned, as if he couldn't bear it, raised his hand, and interrupted the conversation loudly:
"I do not understand."
He spoke out loud the questions in his heart:
"What is the Demon Slayer Squad you keep talking about, Nichirin Sword, Oni, Pillar..."
Ichiro said a lot of nouns that he had never heard before:
"What are these...what?"
"What have you been discussing from last night to now?"
As he said that, he turned back to look at Wuyilang and Yilang with a confused expression:
"Why can father and Muichiro follow us so naturally? They just met by chance, are they stupid?"
At this moment, Ichiro had faint dark circles under his eyes.
Having been awake all night, Ichiro felt like he was the only normal person around him.
Now, shouldn't we go home as soon as possible?
Hear the words.
Beimingyu, Maki Juro, Tie Qiao and others looked at him.
"Aren't you... members of the Demon Slayer Corps?"
Mingyu Xingming twirled his rosary, and he asked for the first time in a long time, and turned his head slightly to face Makijuro's position.
Ichiro raised his head and looked at Mingyu, who was talking in a loud voice. He shook his head and rubbed his neck uncomfortably:
"We're just woodcutters who live around here."
Wei Mingyu said no more, he just tilted his head towards Masakiro.
It was Makijuro who brought several people from the forest.
Purgatory Makijuro sighed helplessly, feeling extremely heavy, and his bright hair seemed to be much duller.
He didn't think about it either.
The woodcutter actually held a knife.
He actually knows breathing techniques and sword skills.
It can actually hurt the winding string.
He has only held the knife for three weeks.
When he met such a person, or in an urgent battle moment, Makijuro defined the Tokito family as members of the Demon Slayer Corps without even thinking about it.
It would be a pity if such combat power is not utilized in time.
then.
Ichiro looked at everyone blankly.
Everyone looked at Makijuro blankly.
Makijuro spread his hands.
"..."
After a brief moment of silence.
Everyone present probably understood what happened.
"I see... we made our own decisions and misunderstood."
Mingyu said angrily. He nodded apologetically to the Tokito family, and tears flowed down quite naturally:
"I am sorry…"
Seeing Ichiro's eyes bursting into tears, he once again confirmed his belief that 'I am the only normal person here'.
"No need to be sorry, everyone."
"It's just that it's novel to me."
"What Ichiro said makes sense."
The father on the side, Yilang, patted his son on the shoulder. He smiled and stuck his head out, affirming Ichiro's words:
"I also want to know what these mean."
His tone was gentle, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and the morning sunlight fell cleanly on half of his face, making him look very comfortable:
"Can you please explain it to me, please."
Ichiro was suddenly shocked.
He quickly turned around and looked at his father, feeling like he was crying.
No, that’s not why he said these words!
He wanted to escape and go home!
Tokitō Ichiro——I have no love in my life.
Mingyu Xingming plucked his rosary beads, tears streaming down his face. He listened to Weiyilang's words and bowed his head slightly:
"Ah...what a precious desire for knowledge...I understand..."
"The so-called ghost is..."
…
After some explanation from Bei Mingyu.
Several people sat down cross-legged.
"It looks horrible, cannibals, and has unique thinking..."
Ichiro carefully counted the characteristics of the ghost, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, and he turned his head and asked:
"...There are words in the eyes, are they the characteristics of a ghost?"
"Yes." Makijuro quickly reminded: "The ghost with the words in its eyes is an extremely powerful ghost. Please run away as soon as you see it."
Hear the words.
Ichiro was slightly startled.
"That…"
He asked cautiously:
"It has six eyes, and there are words in the eyes, but it doesn't eat people...is it a ghost?"
At the moment when Ichiro's last voice fell.
Uh-huh!
Not only Wei Mingyu who explained for him, Tanjuro who had been silent on the side also came closer.
"Where did you meet him?"
(End of chapter)
