The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

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"Kamado Shigeru?" Kazama Narumi glanced at Shang Quanna, who was staring straight at him, in confusion.

"That's right." Shang Quanna put down the scroll in his hand and nodded with straight eyes: "That's Kamado Shigeru."

Kazama Chengya frowned.

——What a strange guy...

——Could it be that...my lord hasn't told him these things yet?

Kazama Nariya glanced at Naizuna with a strange look, and then at Ubuyashiki Sukeyo who nodded slightly, then he coughed twice and said:

"This is a legend, no, it actually exists."

"At least everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad knows that this thing is real."

When he said this, Kazama Chengya secretly glanced at Shang Quannai, but Shang Quannai, who was a little anxious in his heart, didn't pay attention at all.

Kazama Chengya saw the serious look on Shang Quanna's face. He took a deep breath, with a faint look of suppressed admiration on his face:

"Kamado Shigeru is known as the legendary swordsman."

"He was a member of the Demon Slayer Corps during the Heian period 600 years ago...probably because it's a legend or something..."

"Legend has it that more than 600 years ago, a young swordsman named Kamado Shigeru drew the sword at Sagiyama Shrine."

"The material of that sword is the same as the swords we passed down from Hashira Tate through the ages, so we are sure that Kamado Shigeru's deeds really happened."

Naosenna turned his head and glanced at the smiling Sukeyo Uyashiki, and then continued to frown as he listened to Kazama Seiya talking about Kamado Shigeru.

He frowned, clicked his tongue, and felt unhappy.

——Mao...this boy...

——Why can't I do it... I have to join the Demon Slayer Corps...

In his mind, the image of the kid who only shouted cheers from behind gradually emerged from his memory. He raised his hand and glanced at his palm.

The last time we met...it seemed like the winter when I was trying to persuade Murata...

Snapped!

He patted his thigh as if he was angry.

Continue listening to Kazama Chengya's strange eyes.

"...The sword that is said to be left by the gods seems to have found its owner in Kamado Shigeru's hands."

As he spoke, Kazama Chengya showed a look of disbelief on his face.

"The knife in Kamado Shigeru's hand can be expanded and retracted at will, and even the type of knife can be changed."

"...I think this may just be a myth made by legend to show the power of this swordsman."

"He can even turn the entire knife into blood red. By the way, he seems to have a very strong physique."

When Kazama Seiya said this, Purgatory Jinjuro, who was meditating, raised his head and looked solemnly at Shangquan Nai who was sitting on the roof.

But Shang Quannai didn't seem to see his solemn expression.

Shang Quannai narrowed his eyes and put his hand on his chin.

——This is really not apotheosis.

——If this record is completely correct... then that guy Shigeru...

——No, Sakuracake may have used her own blood bottle for him.

——Mao who is of the same vein as me...it is entirely possible that he can use his own bone knife...

In the gap between Shang Quanna's thinking, Kazama Chengya was still talking:

"The members of the Demon Slayer Corps and the Pillars of that generation, known as the strongest generation, worked together to kill almost all of the Demon King's direct subordinates."

"After that, Kamado Shigeru succeeded in forcing the Ghost King Kibutsuji into a desperate situation in the Iyu Kingdom at that time."

Shang Quannai frowned tightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched the fabric on his knees.

"But...sadly."

"The Ghost King's strength far exceeded their imagination... After a hard battle, Kamado Shigeru collapsed from exhaustion."

At this time, Inagaki Jiichiro, who had been eager to try, suddenly interrupted. He said before Kazama Narumi:

"It seems that... he exhausted all his energy at the last moment and was beaten to death by the Ghost King. His upper body was blown apart."

"This is what my ancestors said."

"I heard that he was buried by his descendants in what is now Tengxi Mountain. It's really... a pity."

"The ghost king only managed to escape from Yiyu Country at the cost of leaving an arm behind."

"After that, it seems that there are very few traces of ghosts in Iyu Country and Fujisei Mountain." Inagaki Jiichiro raised his index finger and said with confidence with his eyes closed.

"Tsk." Kazama Narumi looked at Inagaki Jiichiro coldly and smacked his lips with an unkind expression: "It's so rude to interrupt others, Jiichiro."

"Aha...Ahaha..." Inagaki Jiichiro laughed and scratched the back of his head, then turned his head away from Kazama Narumi and waved his hand:

"Don't be so serious ~ Kazama."

On the roof, Shang Quannai, who put down the scroll, stared blankly at the rising sun in the distance.

The sun's warm rays fell on his dull face.

"Exhausting energy."

"My upper body was blown apart."

"An arm was replaced."

"Buried in Tengxi Mountain."

Creak...

The words "Waiting" kept echoing in Shang Quannai's mind. His hands unconsciously grasped the hem of his clothes tightly, and veins popped out along his neck.

"...no misfortune."

Shang Quannai gritted his teeth and stared directly at the rising sun. Unknowingly, his eyes became scarleter, and the red markings on his collarbone and forehead became brighter.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Memories that had been sealed away for hundreds of years couldn't help but flood into my mind.

"Brother..."

"Brother!"

"Help! Brother..."

"do not give up!"

"..."

…

Anger, sadness, guilt, all kinds of emotions were mixed together for a while.

Opening his eyes and holding back his sore nose, Shang Quannai took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and suppressed the violent ups and downs of emotions in his heart.

The war between humans and ghosts is destined to be unfair.

Under the extreme imbalance, there are still people who are willing to stand up and fight ghosts, which is the most admirable.

"…What did you say?"

"Can't trust me?"

Shang Quanna calmed down his emotions. He slowly opened his eyes and walked from the roof to the courtyard.

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo watched the back of Shangquan Nai walking away, and did not stop him, but closed his eyes slightly.

Kazama Seiya saw Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's eyes closed, and immediately understood something. He stood up, looked sideways at Shangquan Nai, and held the knife at his waist:

"Yes, we are not familiar with you."

"But if you want to get familiar with it, it will be quick."

Click.

Kazama Chengya gently pulled out the knife from his waist and pointed it at Shang Quanna, who had nothing in his hand, with a calm expression.

——Just now, Purgatory said that this guy is very strong.

——Since Purgatory has said this, then what is the point of being strong if you can’t block me with a knife with your bare hands?

——Weak people should stay away from these things as soon as possible!

Kazama Chengya narrowed his eyes, pointed the tip of the knife at Shang Quanna, and said in a cold tone:

"Want to fight?"

Shang Quannai glanced at the lonely man, half-kneeling on the pillars behind him, and sighed softly.

——This group of... children.

He raised his head and smashed his mouth:

"Let's go together."

"You five."