I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

　　 Whether it's Mikami or Sawamura, the expressions on their faces at this time are surprisingly similar-full of panic.

　　 Mikami looked at Hanbei at a loss.

　　Hanbei is the only one who can give Mikami a sense of security among everyone present.

　　 Compared to Mikami, Sawamura, who was standing opposite Mikami, not only had a panic on his face, his face was also very scared, and his body was trembling constantly, and he couldn't even hold the knife securely.

　　 Qihara, who was kneeling and sitting beside Matsuhira Genin, the expression on his face became complicated.

　　 Using a volume that only he and Genai Matsudaira can hear, he said to Genai Matsudaira:

"The lord... these people... are also samurai... if the civilians and criminals are allowed to compete in martial arts, let the warriors who have not made any mistakes also compete in martial arts. This is really... worrying about this. If this incident reaches Edo, it will easily arouse the general dissatisfaction..."

As soon as 　　 Nanahara's voice fell, Matsuhira Genuchi said nonchalantly:

　　 "What are you afraid of, if it causes the general's dissatisfaction, let him be dissatisfied."

　　 "I don't care about the future. I only need to be happy now."

　　 "It has nothing to do with me whether the Hirose clan will be renamed or removed."

　　 "Furthermore, the general is now busy doing reforms with the old man Songping Dingxin."

　　 "That reform has caused the general to be overwhelmed. Where does his energy now come from to take care of my affairs?"

　　 "Stop telling me these disappointing things, Nanahara. Any more nonsense, even if it's you, I can't spare you."

　　 "...Yes." Qihara replied softly, and a trace of loneliness flashed across Qihara's face.

After 　　 reprimanded Nanahara, Genai Matsudaira returned his attention to the dojo.

　　 Looking at the two people, Mikami and Sawamura, who hadn't moved for a long time, the face of Genai Matsudaira began to show impatience.

　　 "Don't start soon?"

　　 "If you don't start the competition, I'll cut both of you heads off."

　　 Just now, Genuchi Matsudaira said something that the masters and apprentices of Sakura Sword Museum headed by Hanbei could no longer calm down.

　　 "You, and you."

　　Matsuhira Gennai randomly named 2 people among the disciples of Sakura Sword Museum.

　　 And these two people are Mikami and Sawamura.

　　 "Two of you, give me real swords for a duel."

　　 "Only when one party has died, the other party is considered a winner."

　　 "If you don't do it, you will have your heads chopped off."

　　 So-there is a scene where Mikami and Sawamura are facing each other with swords...

　　 After urging Mikami and Sawamura to start the competition quickly in the source of Matsudaira, the half guard gritted his teeth and gathered up his courage. He placed his seat in front of the source of Matsudaira, and then said loudly:

　　 "Master! Please spare these two children!"

　　 "If you use a real sword to compete, there will definitely be casualties..."

"shut up."

　　Hanbei hadn't finished speaking before he was interrupted by Matsudaira Genoui directly.

　　Matsuhira Genai's tone is still so unhurried, and the expression on his face is still so careless.

　　 used as if to say a very common thing, softly said:

　　 "Old man, if you talk nonsense, I'll cut your head off."

　　 After that, Genai Matsudaira turned his attention to Mikami and Sawamura on the court again.

　　 Looking at the two who are still silent, the color of impatience on Matsudaira Gen's inner face has become more intense.

　　 "I changed my mind!"

　　 "If you don't start the competition soon, I will not only cut off your two heads."

　　 "Also take this old guy's head."

　　Matsuhira Genuchi glanced at Hanbei.

　　 "And your brothers and sisters."

　　 Matsuhira Genai turned his gaze to the other disciples who were kneeling on the edge of the dojo.

　　 "Everything is cut!"

　　Matsuhira Genouchi's words immediately caused the other disciples who were kneeling on the edge of the dojo to hear low air-conditioning and painful groans.

　　 And the faces of Mikami, Sawamura, Hanbei and others also became even more ugly because of what Matsudaira Genuchi just said.

　　 "Three, three seniors..."

　　Zawamura tried hard to make his voice calm and normal.

　　 But no matter how hard he tried, the words spit out from his mouth were always shaking.

　　 "You kill me..."

　　 "As long as you kill me, you can save other people's lives... It's a bargain."

After 　　 said, a smile appeared on Sawamura's face.

　　Zawamura wanted to pretend to be audacious and open-minded without fear of death.

　　 But it was obvious--he pretended to fail.

　　 Although he tried to squeeze a smile.

　　 But his trembling voice and red eyes still betrayed his thoughts, revealing the deep fear in his heart.

　　 Looking at Zemura who wanted to die generously in front of him, Mikami tightened his lips.

　　 Mikami's expression at this time, just using the word "complex" to describe it, is already a bit unqualified.

"……I know."

After 　　 said in a deep voice, Mikami squeezed the knife in his hand and assumed a mid-stage posture that could not be more standard.

　　 And Sawamura, who was determined to exchange his life for everyone's life, was in a position full of flaws, waiting for Sanshang's sword to take his life.

　　The other disciples under the field have different faces.

　　 has a loose expression, and feels fortunate for Sawamura's knowledge of the current affairs.

　　Some buried their heads low, and couldn't bear to watch the cruel scene of the cruel scene of the fellow apprentice brother.

　　 More people are anxious like Makino.

　　 I want to do something, but I don't know how to fight against Matsudaira Genai.

　　 Especially Makino-Makino is now sweating profusely with anxiety.

　　Mikami and Sawamura are not only Muye’s fellow students, but also close friends with Muye.

　　 Not long ago tonight, Sawamura was still chatting with him about "what kind of girl Ogata-senpai like" and other various and weird topics.

　　The impatience on his face became more intense, and Genai Matsudaira shouted again:

　　 "Hurry up! Don't waste time! I want to watch a few more games!"

　　 As soon as Matsuhira Genuchi said this, Mikami, Sawamura...all the disciples and Hanbei of Sakura Sakura, all cast shocked, stunned, and panic eyes at Matsuhira Genuchi.

　　 "Master..." Hanbei's lips trembled, "You, do you... how many more games do you want to watch?"

　　 "Of course." Matsuhira Genuchi took it for granted, "I didn't catch my prey today, I'm feeling upset."

　　 "These disciples of yours should work hard and try to make me happy."

　　 "Let’s talk about 10 games first. After watching 10 games, I should be able to feel more relaxed. Anyway, you have more than 20 disciples, more than 10 games-more than enough."

　　 "10 games...?!" Hanbei moaned in pain. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　According to the rule of Genai Matsudaira that only 1 person can live in each match, after the 10 matches are over, at least 10 more corpses will appear on the floor of the dojo...

　　 "Master!"

　　 Hanbei, who was still sitting down in the soil, held back his cry and shouted again, planning to make the last effort.

　　 But-Hanbei hadn't even said a complete sentence yet, and a calm word that seemed to have no emotions in it interrupted Hanbei's words.

　　 "I advise you to stop talking nonsense."

　　 "Shut your mouth obediently and watch the competition... I'm also doing this for your own good..."

　　 The master of this voice is Nanahara.

　　 After saying this, Nanahara lowered her eyes.

　　 Don’t look at the Hanbei next to him, nor the "competition" on the dojo that should begin soon...

　　……

　　……

　　Matsuhira Genouchi's words just now made Mikami's complexion complex, and the emotions on his face became even more complex...

　　 Mikami lowered his head slightly, as if thinking about something.

　　 But because of the head down, no one can see Mikami's current expression...

　　 After a while, Mikami raised his head again.

　　 Mikami raised his head again, a strange light appeared in his eyes%

　　 Mikami shook the sword in his hand again, and slowly moved his steps, leaning towards Sawamura in front of him.

　　I narrowed the distance between myself and Sawamura little by little...

　　 Soon-Zecun has already entered the distance that is enough to kill with three swords.

　　Zawamura was already confessing his fate, closed his eyes tightly, and quietly waited for the sword blade that was about to be cut on him.