I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"Huh..." The man in black let out a long breath, "It's a good thing that there aren't many ogres chasing you. If there are too many, there's nothing we can do to help you."

"Thank you very much for your help!"

Shichiemon, who only felt that he had recovered his life, hurriedly thanked the man in black and the others with an extremely enthusiastic attitude.

The same people who hurried up to thank him were the companions of Shichiemon.

Under the pursuit of those ogres just now, there are only four people left who successfully followed Shichiemon.

The man in black reacted flatly to the thanks of these people headed by Shichiemon.

"Hmph, that's it." The man in black smiled, "Are you very grateful to us?"

The tone of the man in black was very strange.

Hearing the difference in the tone of the man in black, Shichiemon was about to say something when he saw the man in black wave his hand. Those who had helped them stop the ogre immediately raised their weapons, Surrounded Shichiemon and others.

"Wait, wait!" Panicked Shichiemon hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't plan to do anything." The man in black shrugged. "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Sotaro, and I'm a ninja."

"Are you the fourth batch of prisoners to land on the island?"

"We are all the prisoners who landed on the island in the first few batches. From a certain point of view, we are your predecessors."

"The first few batches... people who landed on the island?" A look of astonishment appeared on Shichiemon's face.

"Aren't you surprised?" Shichiemon, who called himself Sotaro, sneered, "Did you not expect that so many prisoners who landed on the island in the first few batches are still alive?"

"Then let me tell you one more thing by the way—I am the first person to land on the island. I have lived on this island for a long time."

"Our assistance just now is not free."

"We saved your lives, and you gave us yours—that's fair, am I right?"

"You, what are you going to ask us to do?" Despite trying to stay calm and pretending to be calm,

But Shichiemon's voice was still slightly trembling with fear and nervousness.

"Don't be nervous!" Sotaro patted Shichiemon's shoulder affectionately, "We won't do anything to you, what we ask you to do is actually beneficial to you."

"We have only one request of you - to join us."

Soutaro opened his arms towards Shichiemon.

"The reason why those of us have survived to this day is because of unity, mutual help and mutual cooperation."

"We are now gathering as many forces as possible."

"After you guys join us, apart from having less freedom, you will be able to get the most scarce thing on this island—safety!"

"Then—" Sotaro said with a smile, "What is your choice?"

Shichiemon glanced at the dangling swords around him, and cursed secretly in his heart:

- What is our choice!

—Is there still a choice? !

——If we dare to say the word 'no', we will definitely kill us without hesitation!

Although Shichiemon has scolded in his heart, his appearance is completely opposite to his heart.

Shichiemon nodded and bowed to Soutaro with a smile on his face, and then said respectfully:

"I'll join! Please let me join! I've always wanted to join such a big team! I've had enough of this life of fear!"

After Shichiemon took the lead in expressing his opinion, the rest of the companions around Shichiemon also rushed to express their willingness to join.

Looking at Shichiemon and others who "voluntarily" joined, Sotaro smiled happily:

"That's right! Then——I'll take you back to our base camp first, and let you meet our boss first!"

...

...

"Dead, dead end?!"

On the rainy night on the first day of landing on the island, Heijuro, the thief who was invited by Nanaimon to join his team, escaped from the pursuit of ogres, and unfortunately went away with Nanaimon and others. scattered.

What's more unfortunate is that it's okay to get separated, and there are 2 ogres chasing him.

What's even more unfortunate is that it was nothing more than being chased by two ogres, and he was very unlucky and ran to a dead end.

Heijuro looked desperately at the dead end in front of him, and then looked desperately at the two ogres behind him that were pressing towards him.

Then with tears in his eyes, he pulled out the knife from his waist.

At this moment, only by clenching the knife in his hand can he give Heijuro a little sense of security.

Although he was ready to die, Heijuro couldn't help praying in his heart:

—God...! Buddha...! Anyone can! Come and save me!

The two ogres were so close to rushing to Heijuro.

Heijuro, whose arms were trembling, closed his eyes tightly in fear.

at this time--

laugh!

The loud sound of the blade cutting through flesh and bone exploded in front of Heijuro.

Afterwards, Heijuro felt a large amount of warm and smelly blood sprayed on his body.

Heijuro slowly opened his eyes while wondering why in his heart.

After opening his eyes, the first thing Heijuro saw was the extremely dim environment.

There seemed to be something huge blocking the light in front of him.

The two ogres—all were cut in half at the waist.

Heijuro looked intently, and suddenly found that the thing blocking the light in front of him was a person!

A very tall man!

Heijuro had to raise his head almost to the highest point to see the person's head.

The giant man stood in front of Heijuro and behind the two ogres.

He was holding a large naginata that was still dripping blood in his hand - it was obvious from a glance that this person had just beheaded and killed the two ogres.

This giant man was dressed in a monk's robe mainly in white and black, with no foot bags on his feet, and staring at a pair of two-tooth wooden clogs.

The image of this giant man reminds Heijuro of Benkei, Minamoto Yoshitsune's right-hand man in the Heian era.

The giant man lowered his head, glanced at Heijuro, and then said softly:

"It's a living person..."

The giant man's words brought Heijuro back to his senses.

"Thank you for your rescue!" Heijuro thanked him first, and then said anxiously, "Let's get out of here now! These two monsters will be resurrected soon..."

laugh!

Before Heijuro finished speaking, the sound of sharp blades splitting flesh and bones exploded again.

This time the sound came from above Heijuro's head... no, it should have come from Heijuro's body.

Without further ado, the giant man swung the big naginata in his hand, aimed at Heijuro's head and slashed vertically, smashing Heijuro's head into pieces.

Heijuro didn't even have time to let out a scream, and just collapsed limply on the ground.

"Ah~~" the giant man let out a comfortable moan, "It's still the most interesting to kill living people. These guys who can't be killed no matter how they are killed, they don't have any energy to kill."

After all, the giant man swung his knife again, beheading the two ogres that had just been revived again.

wash dreams and tell the truth

Heijuro is the thief who appeared in Chapter 176 and was invited by Shichiemon. ..

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