Chapter 199: 199 14

"Who is Master Osiko?

Ask as Dark Sai smiles towards Chiyo.

"Uh, don't you know? Master, but he's a child, Master."

"Ha ha, I see"

Pampered knees, luxuriously laughing darksai.

"I told you to stop calling me that... and in public. Stand back..."

"Yes. See you again, Uncle Stinky"

Though flashy and tired of his face, Chiyo left the room without showing any attention and saying a word more about the extra. Now Kazushiro is blowing.

"Does it smell..."

Seems I cared a little for a word right now, Dark Sai with a frozen grin. Though I can't help but smell my clothes in my traveling life from my journey, I was going to do quite a bit of bathing and washing my clothes.

"I'm sorry...... That... that... I just brought him into this house... with no manipulation or anything..."

I blush and become a nagging addition and tired of apologizing with real sorrow.

"Kohon. As we continue, the sorcerer who is causing the disaster is your disciple, Shizuno Rightmen."

Hearing its name more than Kurosai, its tired complexion changes.

"Former apprentice...... I am. That's... broken..."

I was tired of trying to be faceless, but I can't stop the discomfort from boiling.

On the other hand, I found out that the culprit was a right-guard piece, and I saw all the stories. He had heard that he had participated in the turmoil in Shimahara and betrayed the army, but had never known its true intentions. If you think that was massive securing of resentful spirits for use in breaking the country, Tsuji fits.

"I see...... The Right Guard took a lot of sacrifices to destroy the country..."

"Exactly. It was the culmination of Shizuno's technique, but when you use it to create demons, you can create up to 30,000 + propaganda stuffs."

"It will...... It takes time… but"

You're right by reason, but I don't even think I can make a ton of monsters at once. Making a single demon takes a lot of time and effort. If mass production in a short period of time and so on were possible, all evil sorcerers with ambitions would be going.

Perhaps those resentful spirits are not just for making demons, but are used for a different purpose, tiring thinks. I could largely imagine how a former disciple was carrying out his country's breakdown.

"You can destroy one country without exaggeration."

Says Kurosai. I'm surprised he knows how to do it.

"If we don't hurry, 37,000 resentful spirits will all be transformed into propaganda boredom. No, if we are also taking in the starving dead of starvation today, that number is not thirty-seven thousand. They ravage and cause the dead to die again, and take in the grudges...... Ha ha, endless proliferation? It's a terrible story."

Hearing the words, Tired saw Kurosai as a person with as little head to work as he thought. But I can't help it. Star charcoal magicians are out of the door when it comes to monster making.

There are other uses for grudges. The inefficient task of making them all into transmission stuffs and so on will require years, even if dozens of high-ranking magicians are available. That is not what the aim of the right guard works for.

"You want me to work with you... to stop you from doing that?

Touch from the tired to the core of the story.

"That's a quick and helpful story. I brought this story because you are the one. Not everyone can be a good magician."

Tired thought it was because he was a disciple knowing master, but it wasn't.

"As a matter of fact, I engaged Shizuno Rightmen yesterday. The result was an unmatched defeat, but I was told your name by the person in charge. If I want to beat myself, I'll bring you in."

Tired of hearing that.

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(Ah, he's still on me...)

Where I named myself, I had no reason to fight my former apprentice in exhaustion. We both know that. I was interested in talking, but most importantly, I don't even want to see the face of a broken disciple.

"Don't ask me to be a star charcoal... you can't say no without... but I'd like some time to think about it..."

Tired hesitated to take on or refuse Kurosai's request. The disaster being caused by the Right Guard is to be welcomed. The more disturbed the world, the more tired I don't like the world of the Pacific, the more I learn to be petty.

But on the other hand, there was something that caught on. It's not just that they're the work of the Right Guard. for a more different reason.

One of the paintings decorated in the room pops into my eyes, and another reason for it, even if I don't like it, goes through the back of my brain.

"Thank you for saying that."

Kurosai giggles.

"You have a very different impression from the rumors. With all due respect, I thought you might be more rude, but if you look at it this way, you seem to value courtesy. Even if you look at the waist, you'll see that the martial arts are out."

Even considering it is a Takeshi Mansion from this mansion, Kurosai thinks it would be its line.

"Is it your hobby to do unwanted prying?

"Ha, excuse me for this!

"Before you were born... in the world of the warring nations, there was only one surviving baby in the wreckage of a wrecked Inhuman ship, that's me. As you can guess...... I was picked up and raised by the Martial Family. The country was destroyed before I became an adult, and it was up to me to be picked up again where I had lost my family and been lost on the streets, by a sorcerer who had been wild. I want to stay the same age that you wanted to save me, but that's why."

I'm tired of revealing my identity because it's nothing to hide in particular.

Hearing that, Kashishiro, who had always been silent and almost unresponsive outside of Chiyo's entry, changed the color of his eyes when he heard about his tiredness. I find tiredness suspicious when I see it. I am tired of my hate-dwelling eyes. I'm surprised what got in my way with my words right now.

"Hmm. Nanban paintings are also attracted to my hometown, right?

Said Kurosai, looking over at a painting decorated indoors. I do have that. I was often made aware that I was an exotic person, so I was interested in exotic culture and knowledge and often purchased them.

"The Nanban paintings seem to be alive. Your daughter's beauty is portrayed as it is. With that said, the right guard was also a Nanban painter."

Between the time I brought them here, I found out in the words of the present Dark Sai that I named them Ayane as my daughter.

"I am the master of the arts, but as for the Nanban paintings...... the right guard is my master. I saw the painting of that one, and it came from me... and I taught it to you. Most of all... I'm subtly different from the pattern in the right guard... though. The right guard works instead...... he asked me to teach him witchcraft...... but honestly I didn't notice. I wasn't particularly talented, I was old... and I was taking it."

"What does age have to do with it?

Hanshiro in a challenging tone. Kurosai also turns a suspicious eye to this reaction.

"Younger... remember... it absorbs better... But the right guard was an extraordinary hard-worker, so I managed to master the basics..."

That was simply the only reason I didn't feel comfortable.

"Where is the right guard piece...?

I'm tired of asking. Seeing what the word means, Kurosai gets lost. Two purposes are conceivable. One is to go and discuss a disciple. The other is the worst case, fighting with his disciples to turn to the enemies of the Dark Sai.

"Ah, I don't know what to do with him... I don't think so. I'm just going to talk."

Discerning the fear of the Dark Sai, Tired tells him to reassure him.

"It's the mansion of Lord Tsuyoshi Matsuhei. The place is..."

But even if I didn't talk, I figured if I wanted to, I'd be able to find out, and Kurosai answered honestly.

"So will you be free here? Shizuno, I look forward to hearing from you."

Kurosai rises and Kashishiro learns from it too. Ayan sounds that open the violin from outside the room. I guess I was listening to all the current conversations at the same time as I waited to drop him off.

Tired only met lightly as he sat down, trying to say nothing more.

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