Kanagawa Prefecture, Kamakura City.

"Masaki-sama."

The eighty-year-old man walked slowly to the basement of the bank, and walked slowly to the tiger, with his own majesty, either in a high position or a martial arts expert.

If it weren't for the old age spots on his face betraying his age, the overall body would be tough and a sixty-year-old man.

If the elderly of the island country are so tough, then the pressure on the pension of the island country will be even greater......

"That's what it is...... The knife? ”

The underground vault is specially cleared to store the demon knife.

Zhengmu Dayou doesn't want to use a demon knife to describe it, he will never agree with which knife is a demon knife, this is an insult to the knife!

Only the person who wields the knife, not the knife, is the stranger.

Murderers are not soldiers, but also people.

Unpretentious, with a sharp edge inside.

From the handle of the knife, it does not look like a finely crafted treasure, only the handle made of wood is empty, and the simple can be described as ugly, but how can such a strange knife be seen with such a superficial eye.

The handle of the knife as a whole seems to be natural, just like a piece of wood that naturally grows into the style of the handle of the knife, a strange thing in the world.

Fantastic.

"Masaki-sama, please be careful when you pick up the knife."

After saying this, Kiyomi Shijima retreated outside the gate.

"Hmm." Masaki Daiyou closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, and the momentum of his whole body was raised to the peak.

The white hair on the head will stand on end, and the blood will be full.

He is a righteous right, who has been practicing swords for more than 80 years since he was a child, and has been pouring his blood into kendo all his life.

I don't dare to say that I am the person with the highest swordsmanship in the island country now, but in the way of the sword and the heart of the sword, it must be a top-notch group.

And what Masaki Daiyou is good at is no knife to take, as the name suggests, empty-handed white blade! Or take the lives of your enemies in a split second!

Benevolent swordsmanship.

After thinking about it in many ways, I felt that only such swordsmanship could soothe the bloodthirsty madness of the demon sword.

The people who were waiting outside the underground warehouse watched as Masaki Dayou slowly walked to the knife holder and reached out to touch the handle of the knife.

"Hmm."

Kiyomi Shijima, Section Manager...... It's time to be promoted now, as the most experienced person in the supernatural response sequence under the Yuan Ministry of Public Security, she was naturally classified into the supernatural hall, and the official position is also planned to rise to the next level, but because of her age, the promotion seems to have encountered obstacles.

It's just that there are too many troubles in various parts of the island country right now, and even if Kamakura is extremely close to Tokyo, she doesn't have time to go back to participate in such a big event as the establishment of the Occult Agency.

Anyway, it's your own sooner or later, and you can't run away.

"Section Chief, Mr. Masaki, he won't have a problem."

Before the official appointment came down, Frost Island's position was still section chief.

Shirata Yukicai is not worried about Masaki Daiyou's body, what she is worried about is that Masaki Daiyou must not be ferocious after taking the demon knife.

Zhengmu Dayou is not the kind of person who wins and fights, what if he takes the demon sword and flies directly on the spot, and releases dozens or hundreds of sword qi.

Are they dead or dead or dead?

Scared to death!

"I believe in Masaki-sama, if he can't do it, then there is no hope for the others......"

Masaki Daiyou's hand holding the knife did not move at all, and the handle of the knife did not emit any strange light, and it looked ...... Is this a failure?

It's really a failure, Masaki Da's right face turned red, and he simply let go of his hand after spending a long time without effect.

I just praised him with a word of hope.

Kiyomi Frostshima couldn't help but laugh out loud, she really wasn't laughing intentionally.

Hearing the laughter of Frost Island, the few people who came with Masaki Dayou's eyes glared angrily.

They are all students or descendants of Masaki Daiyou, and they are all masters of swordsmanship, and when they hear someone dare to laugh at their master, this is humiliating all of them!

Even if it's a big shot, especially when you see that the joke is a woman on the right side of the joke, this group of masters who practice kendo can't help but want to have a real fight.

"Ahem."

Hammering her mouth with a fist in her hand, Frost Island hammered her smile down, and she immediately held back her emotions and choked the rest of the laughter into her stomach.

This doesn't work, that's Zhengmu Dayou.

"Section Leader......"

Now Shijima Kiyomi felt comfortable, she didn't react when she took the sword a long time ago, didn't she have a problem with her swordsmanship, didn't you see that even Masaki Dayou.

Sure enough, this person's favorite thing is to watch others eat deflated.

I can't, and neither can you.

Frost Island's weird smile scared Yuki Shirata into a whimper, and she remembered a piece of news she had just known before.

Section Leader...... All of them were girls' schools in middle school!

And according to her speculation, the head of the section was hurt when he was in middle school!

What does this mean?!

The section leader is too scary.

Yuki Shirata's little head has been thinking a lot these days.,What if the section manager wants to harass in the workplace.,From or from or from.。

"Huh."

With a sigh, Daiyo Masaki walked out of the room.

Kendo is not only the level of swordsmanship, but also the heart of the ancient well without waves, Taishan collapsed in front of it, and the face did not change.

But Zhengmu Dayou's heart collapsed slightly at this moment.

This was different from what he thought, he made up a scene in his mind to fight with the demon sword in his consciousness, and then use his sword heart to subdue it, and now it seems that he has thought too much.

Shame on you.

"Master."

"Master."

Walking outside and looking at the junior students who came around, Masaki Dayou hunched his waist and waved his hand slightly.

"It seems that I'm getting old, and the demon knife doesn't agree with me."

He didn't say that he didn't know that his kendo level was not good, so the demon sword couldn't look down on it, but used age as an excuse, and Zhengmu Dayou, who hated others mentioning his age the most in the past, now had to use this as the last fig leaf.

On the slope of the donkey, along the reason of Zhengmu Daright, the students of the heirs protected the teacher and said.

"Yes, this knife seems to have its own considerations."

"That's right, purely in terms of swordsmanship, the master is the top in the country."

However, some people's eyes showed a light of excitement, even a sword saint like a master could not reach a consensus with the demon sword, it seems that whether or not they can surrender the demon sword and the level of swordsmanship really has nothing to do with it.

Those kendo seniors who are also too old are probably not good either.

Since it has nothing to do with the level of swordsmanship, do they also have a chance?

Humans have limits.

But after being recognized by the demon sword, he can break through the limits of human beings and become another life from now on.

The swordsmen present were all moved by this, and they dared to fight without flinching, this is the sword heart of the swordsman!

Demon knife, demon knife, even if it is demonic, it is also a knife.

Such an extraordinary thing, the capable inhabited it!

"Lord Masaki, or let's leave first, there is a dinner party to entertain you here in Kamakura."

As soon as they sang and harmonized, the officials present were not interested in falling into the ground, Masaki Daiyou was highly respected in the kendo world, and there was no conflict with them, so there was no need to sneer.

When passing by Frost Island, the Masaki descendants didn't have a good face.

Only Kiyomi Shijima, who laughed out loud just now, was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't tell how the people of this sect would arrange themselves after they went back.

But it's not even Zhengmu Dayou, it's really a bit difficult to do now, and who is the user of the demon knife has to go back and arrange it.