Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 695 - Chapter 695 Chapter 580 Fu Nius Hope_2

Chapter 695: Chapter 580: Fu Niu’s Hope_2 Chapter 695: Chapter 580: Fu Niu’s Hope_2 “The outcome had already been determined, but after Honda Akira’s father lost, he launched a sneak attack just as Sword Master Cold Crow was sheathing his sword.”

“The result goes without saying.”

“He was beheaded by Sword Master Cold Crow and died tragically on the spot.”

“Because of this incident, Honda Akira himself was also affected. He has always wanted to clear his father’s reputation as a sneak attacker.”

As he spoke, Kitagawa Masaru slowed his pace slightly.

“If I were you, I would accept his duel request. A fight recognized by both parties will be judged fairly by the Funiu Sword Pavilion.”

“Otherwise, once you leave Qinglu Mountain, he’ll surely seek revenge. At that time, you won’t just be facing him alone.”

Roger made no sound. Thinking he was scared, Kitagawa Masaru shook his head gently.

“I know you must have heard something. To be honest, no one knows why Sword Master Cold Crow is so keen on taking disciples, but since you’ve come this far, just look ahead.”

“Good luck!” After saying this, he stopped walking and pointed to the large hall in the distance, “We’ve arrived!”

Naturally, Higurashi Chika couldn’t follow Roger in. She was taken to a side hall, while Roger entered the main hall alone.

Saito Tsuyoshi, true to his name, sat there with dark hair like a crazed lion, while Miyanori Chiyoko was the only female among the four, wearing clothing similar to what Roger had seen in his previous life, resembling Tang suits.

But the style was simpler.

And cooler.

Roger couldn’t help but take a few extra looks.

When Roger entered, Ishida Minami and Sword Master Funiu were in the middle of a conversation, which stopped upon his arrival.

The initial exchange was formal and uninteresting. After a few sentences, Roger directly took out the dagger that Michihiro Morita had given him.

“This is…”

Sword Master Funiu was a burly man. Though older, he had not lost his charm from his younger years. Facing him, Roger felt none of the pressing aura one might expect.

“Teacher said, ‘This is your hope.'”

Roger repeated.

This was a phrase Michihiro Morita had specifically instructed him to recount verbatim before he left.

“Our hope?”

Sword Master Funiu’s face changed suddenly, and the others exchanged quick glances.

He took the dagger from Roger’s hand, his fingers tracing the patterns on the blade, carefully without hastily breaking the seal, until after a long while, he finally looked up.

“Can you give me some time?”

“Of course.”

Roger understood what he meant.

“Kitagawa, take the guest to rest.”

Kitagawa Masaru came in, nodded, and gestured for Roger to leave the main hall with him.

After their departure, the main hall fell into silence. Sword Master Funiu placed the dagger on the table but said nothing.

“What has been happening recently?”

“Some people always like to say strange things.”

Saito Tsuyoshi curled his lip.

“Hope?”

“Does he know what our hope is?”

He scoffed.

Sword Master Funiu remained silent. Realizing the gravity of the issue, everyone’s expressions darkened slightly.

“Yes, does Sword Master Cold Crow know our secret, and what we desperately hope for?”

“Impossible!”

Saito Tsuyoshi slammed the table and rose.

“So many years, generations of effort, what does he know?”

“Did you tell him?”

Saito Tsuyoshi growled.

“No, it wasn’t me, it was the teacher.”

Sword Master Funiu’s expression changed, as if recalling something, “Do you remember the duel many years ago?”

“The strongest spear and the sturdiest shield?”

Miyanori Chiyoko inquired.

“Yes, I was there watching the duel. It was evenly matched, but during the fight, Sword Master Cold Crow made a breakthrough, and his combat power exploded.”

“It was so sudden, the teacher couldn’t control the Guardian Spirit’s fluctuations, and Sword Master Cold Crow saw our Guardian Spirit’s true form.”

Sword Master Funiu sighed.

“He saw, so he knew!”

“He knows that we come from…”

“Shut up!”

Sword Master Funiu roared suddenly, cutting off what Saito Tsuyoshi was about to say next, and realized his own outburst. Saito Tsuyoshi, with a slight change in his face, sat back down.

“Open it and see.”

Miyanori Chiyoko suggested.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Sword Master Funiu extended a finger, and a faint Spiritual Power tapped the middle of the dagger’s hilt.

With a crisp click, like a fragile egg being cracked open, the progression on the blade instantly shattered, and the patterns wrapped around its surface quickly absorbed into the sword’s body.

Immediately following, a surprising scene unfolded.

The weapon placed on the table stretched out like a living creature, and in the next second, the dagger on the table suddenly vanished, replaced by a writhing mass of black smoke where the weapon had been.

“What is this?”

“Is this thing alive?”

“No, not just that!” Sword Master Funiu frowned and pondered aloud.

Then he suddenly plunged his hand into the black smoke like lightning, and when he drew it back out, the smoke surged into his body like a tide, winding up his finger and only stopping as it reached his wrist, where the eerie patterns came to a complete halt.

“Nobuhiko!”

Miyanori Chiyoko’s face changed color.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine!”

“What did you see?” Sword Master Funiu asked.

“What exactly is this? Is it a sword?”

“This is a part of the Three-legged Crow Guardian Spirit. It has been given life, and the sword is merely an external form.”

Ishida Minami, who had been silent, spoke up.

His eyes sparkled with a hint of light, “This thing is obviously not yet finished, but the direction is correct. Perhaps, perhaps it can really solve our problem!”

“It sounds like it could be the case. At least it’s more reliable than those other guys we’ve had before.” Miyanori Chiyoko also agreed.

“Since that’s the case, why not ask for its purpose?”

“As far as I know, Sword Master Cold Crow is not the type to do anything selflessly.”

Saito Tsuyoshi snorted coldly.

“Alright.”

Sword Master Funiu nodded.

He gently tapped the table, and when he lifted his head again, his expression had changed.

“The matter we were discussing a moment ago…”

Before he could finish, the expressions on everyone’s faces grew tense.

In fact, even representing the entirety of Hankawa, Roger’s identity and power were not enough to alarm all the higher-ups of Funiu Sword Pavilion.

It could only be said to be a timely coincidence.

Just before the message reached here, all the leading figures of Funiu Sword Pavilion had already gathered to discuss an important matter.

Saito Tsuyoshi shrank back into his chair, Miyanori Chiyoko’s face showed a trace of complexity, but it was Ishida Minami’s expression that was the strangest.

After struggling for a while, he abruptly raised his head.

“Is there no other possibility?”

“After all, each of them is so capable!”

“Impossible!”

Sword Master Funiu flatly refused.

“I think you are well aware of the consequences of a leak. That is an iron law, a forbidden zone!”

“After all, we came through the same way back in the day!”

Sword Master Funiu’s voice was cold and decisive, very different from the gentleness shown towards Roger.

“I know, but if even one of them could survive…”

Ishida Minami still looked reluctant.

“I bear responsibility for this, for not keeping a close watch on my disciple…”

Miyanori Chiyoko suddenly spoke up, but before she could finish, Sword Master Funiu coldly cut her off.

“Of course, you have responsibility. Red Sparrow was your disciple, sitting right under your nose, and you might not have noticed two people developing a private affair.”

“But they stole something important, and you had no clue at all!?”

Miyanori Chiyoko took a deep breath and bowed her head.

“Is there any other possibility?”

“If we could just spare one.”

Ishida Minami continued to argue.

Sword Master Funiu exhaled, closed his eyes, and ponder for a moment, “If you could choose, which one would you want to spare?”

In an instant, everyone’s gaze fell on Ishida Minami.

Ishida Minami’s face went through a myriad of changes, hesitation, struggle, regret, anger.

Finally, he sighed deeply.

“Let Hai live.”

“He is a man, even if his strength is lacking, he can still create value for the Sword Pavilion in other ways.”

After saying this, he glanced at Miyanori Chiyoko.

“I’m sorry, I can only give up on Red Sparrow.”

Miyanori Chiyoko said nothing, just silently lowered her head.

“Alright, let’s leave it at that for now.”

Sword Master Funiu tapped the table, “Go back and take care of your disciples, and pay attention to sealing off the news. I need to talk to that Roger alone.”

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