The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

"You want me, Mr. Oka, to do two things for you with such a small amount of money... It's very difficult..."

Looking at the young man's appearance, Oka first looked at the money bag at his waist, and then scratched his hair.

"Well... there's nothing you can do... You can report to the police station tomorrow... Let's talk... If you hurry up, I might be able to go shopping in Custom Street... Don't delay me, kid. Oka-sama’s time…”

"That's great!!! Then, please...can I ask Oka-sama to hurry up..."

"Go to hell..."

Tazmi, who quickly reached into the sword at her waist, took a deep breath and disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the figure appeared in the same place as the figure that appeared in front of Ghost Oka in an instant.

'Nani? ! This little devil! So fast...'

'I didn't expect that someone would dare to challenge me! '

Looking at the young man who appeared in front of him instantly, Oka was secretly frightened. He reached for the hilt of the sword at his waist and instantly pulled out his long sword, preparing to defend himself against the young man's chop. What was surprising was that the flames that suddenly appeared in front of the boy at the same time made Oka's eyes widen.

"Teigu...you kid...is [NIGHTRAID]..."

The firelight flowing on the blade illuminated the dark alley, and the flames burned fiercely and swung towards Oka's neck.

"The Breath of Flame·One Type..."

"Shiranui..."

laugh!

"Is it someone..."

The Oni Oka muttered as he watched his body standing on the spot, his severed arm, broken sword blade and head flying high together.

Bang! Bang bang bang bang!

The severed head rolled on the ground, and countless blood spurted out from the broken neck and arms. Without the control of the brain, the huge body also fell to the ground.

boom!

There was a loud sound when the body came into contact with the ground. He waved twice casually to shake off the blood on the sword blade. At the same time, he flew away the money bag tied to the opponent's waist, and then caught it from the air and put it into the pocket of his windbreaker. The young man said slowly.

"Being able to die under the sword of demon-slaying is worthy of your name as the Demon Oka...Oka-sama..."

"Thank you for agreeing to my request to die quickly..."

"Next it's time for your partner..."

Watching the young man slowly walk out of the dark alley, Oka's consciousness gradually dissipated.

What is ghost-slaying swordsmanship?

I have always punished others, but I never thought that I would be punished by a little-known brat...

How ridiculous.

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Early the next morning, the security forces patrolling the Imperial Capital Commercial Street discovered the body of the ghost Oka. At the same time, they also discovered the body of the oil merchant Jamal on the way back to the oil store in the Imperial Capital's Custom Street.

Not only that, during the subsequent investigation, evidence was also discovered of how the oil merchant Jamal and Okar colluded to frame innocent people and help each other hide the facts of the crime.

This bizarre evidence was regarded by people in the security force as a challenge to authority, and was even suspected of framing their respected Captain Oka. So, while loudly declaring that they were incompatible with the thieves, they intensified their search efforts.

In an instant, the entire commercial street was filled with a strange atmosphere because of Oka's mysterious death.

In the following week, the imperial police force increased the frequency of patrols, and the crime rate dropped by two levels.

It's a pity that none of this has anything to do with Tazmi.

Because now the young man is in a stalemate with the strangely dressed old man in front of him.

"Happy, happy!"

"My name is Zank! I hope you can affectionately call me 'Zanke the Beheader'..."

"I've been paying attention to you for a long time, young man..."

Seeing the beheaded Zank making an idiotic declaration in front of him with twisted eyes, the young man fell into silence for a moment.

I didn't want this to happen.

Why did something that was obviously a double happiness develop like this?

Why did I, who enjoys helping others, punishing evil and promoting good while helping the poor people in the imperial capital, encounter this character who spoke dangerous words in front of me.

In the past week, I rescued a fallen girl who chose to sell her body because she wanted to avenge her dead fiancé, and also gave the perverted nobleman, Alia's family, a free one-way ticket to hell.

Not only that, but those nobles with insufficient guard strength also received less patronage from him.

Because his actions also rescued many innocent people, part of the money embezzled by the nobles was sent back to his hometown, and the other part was also used by him to help those who were living in difficulty.

This should have been the dual joy of making money and saving people.

He continued to do these things with the idea of ​​killing three birds with one stone, because he might encounter someone who attacks at night, so the young man also got a part-time job as a killer after engaging in ghost hunting.

But everything changed today.

Zanshou Zanke, the beheading maniac who had been rampant in the imperial capital for nearly a week, appeared in front of him.

The other party originally worked in the largest prison in the empire and was a beheader specializing in executions.

Different from the various punishments displayed in the Imperial Capital's Execution Square, although there were beheadings in the Execution Square, these were only isolated cases. Most of them were poor guys with missing limbs who were nailed to crosses to intimidate thieves.

Well, by the way, the place where Chelsea’s head was placed after her death was also in the Execution Square.

Not to mention this, Zanke's job is to behead people, day after day, year after year.

Thanks to the minister's reign of terror, Zanke can be said to be lucky, working from morning to night.

Keep killing people, keep killing people, keep cutting off the heads of those who are praying for life.

I don’t know how many years I have repeated it, but it is said that it has become a habit.

Later, the other party was no longer satisfied with only killing people in prison, but began to kill people continuously on the road.

Because the bulletin board was updated a few days ago, I discovered that the other party's wanted poster had a brand new portrait.

"Na! I have killed more than twenty people in the imperial capital..."

"Guard members, civilians, nobles...all kinds of guys...until..."

"I accidentally discovered someone of your kind during the beheading two days ago..."

"Can I ask how many people you killed?"

After hearing that the other party was attacking civilians, Tazmi narrowed her eyes and felt a little unhappy.

"Don't compare me to you...you are just killing people indiscriminately..."

After hearing the boy's answer, Zanke was not angry. After all, he kills people indiscriminately and randomly selects lucky viewers every day.