After traveling through Demon Slayer, is it possible to survive?

Chapter 102 Tetanus Blade - Samurai Kai

At this time, Tanjiro and Kotetsu were confused and didn't understand why Tsugukuni Yoriichi had such a big reaction to this sword.

And if you look closely, the knife is covered with rust. Even if it was a precious sword in the past, it would be useless if it was not restored with the correct craftsmanship and sharpened and forged again by a swordsmith with superb forging skills.

It's basically just an ordinary old knife.

In fact, this is easy to understand. After all, it is a puppet made in imitation of oneself 300 years ago, but there is something hidden inside, which must be related to oneself.

If you think in this way, you can understand the hidden meaning of the knife.

[“But...why did he react so strongly?”] Tanjiro and Kotetsu had surprisingly similar thoughts.

I looked at Tsugikoku Yuichi's back, and I felt a little bit of fear in my heart, a feeling of emptiness...

How did it come about? Where did it come from? And why did it come about?

Obviously I shouldn't feel cold, but at this moment I feel like I'm falling into ice. My pupils go from relaxed to extremely serious, and the him in my memory begins to appear again and again.

"Who are you... Hahaha, there is such a thing in this world... Even monsters can't reach you..." I whispered to myself, so quietly that only I knew it, "There's no doubt about it... You are an unknown creature with a perfect body..."

At this moment, his pupils suddenly flashed a blood-red light, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted up, revealing a mysterious and evil smile.

A dangerous aura emanated from me, and my body suddenly shuddered and I began to gasp for air as if I was feeling some kind of pressure.

Tanjiro smelled the smell, and the loose force holding the knife suddenly tightened. Cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Although he already knew who emitted the smell, he was still shocked.

"A very dangerous smell... the smell of Mr. Fan Gong...!!"

Tsugikoku Yoshiichi naturally sensed that feeling, but he just turned around calmly, and the moment his eyes rested on it, he suddenly avoided it, as if he was dodging.

At this time, I didn't care about the strange feeling. I instantly flashed in front of Tsugakuni Yoshiichi and pointed at the puppet behind him, or to be more precise, the knife.

My mood calmed down a little, but I still had doubts, and I said in a cold voice.

"Your knife?"

Ji Guoyuan dodged his gaze again, but replied in a calm and emotionless tone.

"Well, it won't be wrong."

I suddenly pointed at the puppet, but only aimed downwards, and my eyes suddenly became cold.

"Heavenly Punishment"

A very small skull appeared at the fingertips and opened its mouth. Red light shone from the middle. The moment it touched the puppet's body, the puppet began to split into ashes.

"So, who should be considered your knife now... no, or you?"

I'm a little confused now. I don't know why Tsugikoku Yoriichi was resurrected? At this moment, there comes another old sword that was originally the Nichirin Sword in his hand.

Time travel? Impossible!

Can you know the memories of old age when you travel through time when you are young? But if you can travel through time when you are old and go back to 300 years later, can you also become younger?

Who do you think you are? Is there a system?

Impossible! I, who traveled through time and space from the modern era, don’t have it, how can you have it?

impossible!

Absolutely! No! Impossible——!!

"I am who I am, but I don't know why I have the same knife... I'm sorry..." Tsugikoku Yoshiichi's expression was gloomy. He lowered his head holding the old knife and did not react to my attack on the puppet just now.

"What are you apologizing for? I didn't scold you, I just wanted to figure out that... Oh my god, I can't figure out what's going on with seven brains! It's so weird!" I was about to ask questions, but the thoughts that suddenly came to my mind were immediately disrupted. There was no beginning or end to it, and it would only make it more confusing if I said it.

I sighed, feeling like I had nothing to say, but looking at Tsugikoku Yoriichi, who looked like a child who had done something bad but didn't show much emotion...

I took in Chiyang, got rid of the cold aura, lowered my head thoughtfully, and finally stretched out my hand and said.

"Don't even think about it. I don't understand this strange phenomenon. What can a piece of wood like you know?"

"Show me the knife."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan raised his head, the color in his eyes recovered a lot. He also felt that he could not understand this matter for the time being, so he had to let it go for the time being.

"it is good."

I took the knife, pulled it out, and looked at the rusty blade. It was obvious that the knife was almost scrapped.

I touched the blade and didn't cut my skin. I was in an extremely relaxed state, so my skin was no different from that of an ordinary person.

"If it were sharper, it would be an enchanted tetanus blade."

I muttered, and raised the knife to look at it again, wanting to see if Tsugikoku Yuichi's knife was different. I always felt that his knife was very different, but I couldn't tell why...

I put the knife into the sheath and glanced up at Tsugikoku Yoshiichi, who had an innocent look on his face.

"Forget it, you can't use this sword anyway, so just give it to Tanjiro. Let someone else grind it and you can use it, so you don't have to forge it for him again." As he said that, he glanced at Tsugakuni Yoshiichi's reaction and saw that he didn't refuse, so he prepared to give it to Tanjiro.

But then...

dong dong dong-

There was a sound of tanks rolling over. The first one was shirtless and wearing a weird mask. If you only looked at his head, he was obviously a funny guy, but...

His sturdy, swollen muscles and blood vessels that were swollen to the point of overflowing were constantly surging, and the air around him was vibrating with the sound waves generated by his sense of oppression.

"Ah! It's Mr. Katsuzuka! Is he so strong?!" Tanjiro was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that Katsuzuka's body under his clothes was so strong.

[“No wonder Mr. Katsuzuka chased me day and night with two machetes...”] Tanjiro recalled the first time he broke his sword, Katsuzuka came to visit him, holding two machetes like a killing god. That kind of fear is lingering...

If we treat him as an enemy and fight back, it would not be scary, but he is not an enemy, and he has helped us forge the sword, so we can only run away, not fight.

However, the fear that the Kōtezuka brought to him surpassed that of the strict Yoriichi Tsugakuni.

"I've heard your conversation, leave it to me from now on..." As he said that, Tietuozuka stretched out his hand and slowly walked towards me.

Seeing Tetsuzuka approaching I didn't think much of it, because after all, in the comics it was given to him to grind, so he had to give it to him anyway.

Suddenly I changed my mind, [“But... he has such a strong body, I suddenly want to test how strong he is~”] I smiled in my heart, but looked confused on the surface.

"What are you going to do?"

"Leave it to... me." Tietsuzuka's language was a little slow, but there was incomparable excitement in his voice.

[“Should I stop him or not…?”] Tsugukuni Yuichi was at a standstill, not knowing what to do. Koutsuka had no ill intentions, and if he acted rashly, it would probably not be a good idea…

Moreover, the boy is the ghost king. What if he gets angry and hurts people? Who should I side with?

Ji Guoyuan became confused and torn for a moment.

If it were done in the past, he would definitely make the decision from the perspective of humanity!

...But it’s different now. Many things have happened during this time, and many missions have been carried out. While getting rid of evil ghosts, we also discovered that not all ghosts are unforgivable.

Most of those ghosts were once human beings, and were the lowest-level slaves, beggars, and homeless orphans, but they did not do evil. They would rather feed on the rotten blood of the dead than harm the living.

It's not that they don't want to be human, it's that they have to be ghosts...

After all, being alive is more important than anything else...

Add to that the feelings I have for the boy...it's really hard to make a decision.

[“Let’s wait and see…”] This is all Tsugikoku Yoriichi could come up with in such a short time…

sp: "Let me add a comment here. If it was Kokushibo now, he would have slaughtered the whole village with a knife. And then admit his mistake."

Tietiezuka grabbed the knife and tried to pull it away, but he immediately felt that the man in front of him was a piece of steel that had been tempered a thousand times!

If you want to get rid of him, you must use the strength to break the steel bar.

[“Oh my god… Without the breathing method, this is the strength that can be cultivated just by the flesh? Kanroji Mitsuri’s muscle strength is six times his… Even without the breathing method, Akaza is not enough for him to beat him until dawn…”]

I calmed down and although the strength was great, it was still relatively ordinary for me.

I grabbed the knife with just one hand, while Tietuozuka used both hands and seemed to be pulling with all his strength. The air around us began to turn into air waves, producing a whirring sound all around!

"Wait! Mr. Katsuzuka, calm down first. If you have something to say, talk nicely. Don't be so rude!" Tanjiro and Kotetsu spoke at the same time, and quickly ran over to hug Katsuzuka, afraid that he was doing something stupid.

Although Xiaotie is a blacksmith, he usually takes care of the dolls and has not forged iron for a long time. He has been concentrating on making wood. Moreover, he is young and his strength is too small.

Tanjiro, on the other hand, had already exhausted all his strength because he had not eaten for a long time and had just dealt the final blow to the puppet.

The two of them together are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, not even a drop in the bucket...

"What are you going to do with it?" Although my face looked calm, I had already exerted force in my hands, and my veins were bulging. But I was afraid that using too much force would damage the scabbard, so I had to slowly reach forward.

"Leave it to me first... I'll explain it to you later..." Tietiezuka did not explain. He was so excited at this moment that he just wanted to take the knife and leave quickly.

"Tsk..." I was silent for a while, looked up at the steel mound, then looked down at the two little guys and said, "You two, let go of your hands."

The tone that sounded like an order made Tanjiro and Kotetsu involuntarily let go of their hands.

One is that I feel that the person in front of me speaks very decisively and has a reason that cannot be refused.

Second, both of them had already used up all their strength, and if they didn’t let go, they would lose strength and let go in less than ten seconds.

After seeing the two men let go, I sighed softly and began to increase the strength of the hand holding the knife. I took a step forward, stood firmly on the ground, and lifted it up with force.

Suddenly, Gang Tiezhong, who was holding the knife, seemed to be lifted up by some mysterious force.

His feet left the ground and floated up, which caused the strength in his hands to move for a moment, but he quickly clenched his hands tightly again, and his body became extremely straight.

I really felt much more relaxed after lying down. After landing, I controlled my strength and lifted up the steel mound without damaging the scabbard.

This is very difficult, and the scabbard has aged a lot.

I shook the knife, and Tietuozuka's body also shook straight. Looking at his appearance, I made up my mind.

"Fuck, don't blame me~"

After saying that, I gripped the knife tightly, moved my left foot one step to the left, bent down, and stretched the hand holding the knife backwards.

Exhale, find the right direction, and throw it quickly with all your strength!

call out--!

Tietetsuka's body flew out immediately, making a whistling sound as it rubbed against the air, and landed accurately in a pile of grass.

Boom——! !

Iron Mound flew out, but I did not throw the knife away. I kept holding it tightly in my hand. He didn't catch it in time and it was thrown out directly.

I threw it to Yuichiro Tsugakuni, who caught it with a puzzled look on his face.

I clapped my hands, flexed my knuckles, glanced at the pile of grass, and said.

"You didn't even give me a reason for wanting a knife. What's the point of showing off~"